Disclaimer: IOOMOC
Nanakiyoda: Alright, it's about time I tried something out. I mean, I just read the worst fanfic ever. It was so...bland and deviod of reasoning. The writer created it to where the mian character couldn't have children, the bam, she winds up pregnaut without explaination. ARRRGGG! Get your story straight people! Anywho, I'm going to peacefully blow off some steam.
The trees flickered. On and off, like christmas lights of green in color. Like mini-strobe lights. It was serene and beautiful. The farm was quiet, exceptions being the occasional cars passing by. No one else knew I was out here. It was nearing midnight or one, I couldn't honestly tell, having been out here since afterthe sun set. Yawning, I shifted my weight on the fence post, resulting in a loss of balance.
"Wahh-!" I managed to cry out just as I landed flat on my back on the ground. The thump echoed and stirred up the fire flies that were previously occupying the ground I had landed so gracefully in. I thought about sitting up, but leisure took place. Besides, the stars were just as amazingly beautiful as the fire flies had been. I closed my eyes and breathed in the fresh country air.
"You are a klutz." A cold voice whispered. I remained as content as before.
"Shut up and enjoy the sights Squall." Was my retort. The grass next to me rustled and I heard light intakes of breath next to me.
"...whatever." The usual response came out. I smiled and sat up, opening my eyes to look at him. His bangs covered his eyes, shadowing them futher than the night did. The necklace he always wore rested awkwardly on his chest, the chain holding slack. The trim of his jacket gently moved here and there, commanded by the slight breeze. I changed my gaze from him back to the twinkling trees.
"Forever's going to be a long time you know." I spoke after several minutes passed. A sharp intake of breath, and then, slow release.
"This is your fault." The darkness grew with his statement, and guilt slightly overtook me.
"I know." I whispered, and curled my knees to my chest. Silence pursued.
"Why then?" He asked, anger and frustration growing in his tone, with slight curiousity hidden deep. The flickering lights are the things I focas on. I cannot falter and breakdown.
"Eternity with you." I answered, my lip curling into my teeth. I bite on it and hold it there nervously. My heart skips beats waiting for him.
"...whatever." He replied again, sitting up. The lights of the fire flies aren't distracting me anymore. I turned to him.
"I know. When will you do it?" I asked him. He sucks in air quickly, and holds it, almost in pain.
"Someday." He answered. I nod and look at the grass patch between us. There is a single fire fly bleating out her light.
"Will you enjoy some time with me before you slay me?" I asked him. He abrubtly stood up and kicks the fance post.
"Yes Rinoa." He says, holding out his hand to me, assisting me up.
"I'm sorry. I would have never had bitten you if I knew. I would have never allowed Seifer to bite me. I just...I made a mistake." I explained.
"...whatever." He responded and hugged me. The fire flies keep flickering on around us, sending their different patterns of light to one another.
"I'll make it up to you. I swear I will." I promised to him. He pulled away from hugging me and shakes his head.
"Just...next time you want to turn us into vampires, check with me first to make sure I don't hate them." He responded. I nodded. He glanced down at his watch, the glow lighting up his face.
"Time for you to leave already?" I asked. He nodded. His travel back to his house would take him until sun up. Daylight and Squall never got along to begin with, but now it was deadly.
"Godnight." He muttered, placeing a small kiss on my forhead before becoming nothing more than a fast moving shadow dodgeing between trees.
"You too." I responded, and trekked my way back to the house left abandoned by the family who once lived there. The perfect place to hide from humans and the sun. It was true. Seifer had offered eternity to me, and I gave it to Squall. What wasn't true, was the fact that Squall hated me for forcing him to turn. I crept into the basement, and closed the door, locking it from inside. We had agreed that we would sleep for years, until Squall needed to kill me and himself for being what we were. Trouble had other plans.
Nanakiyoda: Whoa, my eyes are seriously closing. Catch you around next chapter and please do review. Also, the chapters are named after songs by Sneaker Pimps. This fanfic is really mellow to start, and most of the songs from Sneaker Pimps ae mellow with an occasional upbeat. Try them out.