Title: Rose Petals on Film
Theme: #1 Look over here
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII and all its contents does not belong to me.
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It began to snow about a week ago. I remember, that one week ago, something significant had happened. It was the first wave of snow in Nibelheim, and within that snow, stood a single red rose. I remember the wind that pushed against the rose until it fell apart. I remember the petals which brushed against my lips before I caught them in my hand.
And still today, I held these petals in my hand, for they did not seem to wither.
I remember something else which was significant on that day as well, more significant than the rose. It was something that, just from the memory alone, would keep these petals from wilting away. It was on that day that-
"Hey Vinnie, look over here!"
Alarmed at the sudden outburst, I quickly turned my head towards the cause of what had broken through my thoughts. Though, before I was able to react, a flash had momentarily blinded me.
"Gotcha!"
I winced inwardly, as my imagination began to create images of how the picture would turn out. Undoubtedly horrible.
"Yuffie..." I started, and yet was interrupted again.
"You're so not gonna convince me to destroy the film, don't even try."
"..." I wondered if it was even necessary to speak around her anymore, now that she's able to read me so well.
"Do you have any idea how hard it was to get a picture of you? I swear, you're like Cid, think the camera's gonna take away your soul or something."
"Why did you take a picture of me anyway, Yuffie?"
"Why not? Memories sake, ya know?"
"That seems unnecessary to me. I will be with you until death do we part, isn't that how it goes?"
I notice her figure straightening at that, it almost brings me to a chuckle. Instead, I smile.
"Y-Yeah, that's usually how it goes, Vinnie."
"Oh, I see now. We can use pictures as evidence for our future children when they don't believe the stories we tell them, correct?"
She stiffened just a bit more, and I notice her cheeks taking on a hint of pink. I step away from the window and walk over to her. She stood between me and a closed door. As I continue to close the distance, right as some part of my body tapped hers, she jumped and shoved the camera into my chest. I had to move my hands to catch the camera before it fell, giving her room to escape.
"Oh my gawd Vinnie, take the stupid camera and the film!" And she quickly opened the door and scurried out.
I smiled at returned to my spot at the window. Bringing my other hand up to my lips, I let one of the red petals brush against my lips. It was still just the same as a week ago.
The petals were still just as red as her cheeks, when I had asked for her hand in marriage. They were just as red as I remembered her lips were, up close, when she brushed her lips against mine. I smile at the memory, and my smile grows wider at today's memory.
It seems that I did not have to convince her to destroy the film, after all.
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Along with posting these little one-shots on the 30kisses community, I've decided to post these on as well. This will be a collection of 30 one-shots, or drabble, or whatever you would like to call them, that go along with the themes of the community.
On another note, some of these fictions will make references to my other entry in My Immortal: A Vincent and Yuffie Story, which is a small set of 4 separate songfics.
I hope you will all enjoy reading these stories as much as I enjoy writing them! Please read and review, constructive criticism will always be appreciated!