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Mr. And Mrs. Valentine
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Note: This story is actually the sequel to another story I wrote, by the name of "The Ultimate Final Fantasy Parody" and this story takes place a couple of months afterward. You don't really need to read the first story to understand this, but it would probably help in some cases. However I think everything will unravel to the confused later on, but still, you should read the first one ;)
To those of you who have read the first story this one isn't at all much like it. The other one was basically a comedy with some romance, while this one is drama, romance, and all the scandals and troubles that come with it. Rated "M" for Mature due to tobacco use and alcohol use, adult language, and sexual content. I don't own any Final Fantasy characters, but this story is strictly mine! ;)
Official Summary:
It's been months since the equally disturbing, scandalized, and random events from Spring Break and Auron's wedding. However, the happily married couple have indeed started a trend. Newly formed couples from that 'eventful' Spring Break vacation are making plans, some where, some how...and who would have thought THOSE two would ever tie the knot?
No I'm not talking about the lovely Yuna. As if she'll ever get married. She's too busy partying hard at the coolest clubs in town, attending the most famous video game and movie premieres alike, and reaching the climax of her music and acting career. This material girl doesn't have time for silly things like marriage. She only leaves her house when she ultimately has too. I mean, if you lived in the biggest Gothic mansion in the city co-living with the hottest vampiric actor out there...I wouldn't either. But when suddenly all her friends start making plans for the future, Yuna panics a little. What if she's ready? But a certain someone may not be. Yuna still isn't officially stable with the ground breaking gossip break up of the year, when she said good-bye to everyone's favorite Blitzball player. And when she finds out Vincent has more skeletons in his closet (or lets say basement) than usual...how will she cope? Even after all these months, Yuna still feels torn, tied up in the middle of the rope while Vincent pulls at one side, and Tidus on the other, even though Tidus himself is happily living with his new love. Will the secrets she uncovers throw her tumbling into the past she swore never to look back? Or will the gun wielding duo see through their past mistakes?
Welcome to the world of today's hottest video game and pop star. It's filled with gossip, drama, bitchiness, and the latest designer clothes out there. You always thought Final Fantasy characters had it all? Well, uh...they do. And Honey, those guns aren't for decoration. One way or another, Yuna will find her strength. The pretty ones always do.
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Chapter 1
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A beam of sunlight crept through the maroon colored curtains, shining just right on Yuna's eyes so she'd wake up. A flutter of her long lashed eyes, and she finds herself once again in her dazzling room, the same room she'd slept in, after that wonderful night.
Sitting up and yawning, Yuna reached up to her hair and tried hard to pat it down. Having sex hair in the morning was the worst; it's like everyone could tell. Not that she was seeing anyone today. She was still too lazy to listen to all her phone messages, read her text messages, and e-mails. It's been two days and she knows her manager is mad at her. But what can she do? Yuna wanted a little break. She deserved one.
She deserved everything. Didn't you, Yuna?
Her arm was on its way down again when Yuna caught a whiff of the perfume she used last night. The delicious chocolate smell lingered in her nose, and she knew she'd made a good choice. Her eyes scanned the bedside table and there it was: Her new bottle of Victoria's Secret Chocolate Craving perfume. Oh, and how Vincent had craved it. He craved it all night long.
But where was her attractive leading man? Pouting out her bottom lip, Yuna looked next to her and he was gone. All that remained was her lone stuffed bunny rabbit by the name of Foofy; crazily enough, Yuna's pet name for her gothic lover as well.
Finally deciding to get up, Yuna stretched and pulled down her Victoria's Secret lingerie gown, which had ridden up and stopped at her belly. Had a spree there recently, Yuna? Actually, this one she hadn't bought yesterday. It was quite old; like two or three weeks? But still cute.
Tying back her short hair into a mini ponytail, Yuna walked over to her vanity table. On it she had placed her T-Mobile Sidekick a few days ago; it has been totally ignored since. Yuna predicted how many calls and messages she had before picking it up. Who would have guessed? About eighty messages. Yuna groaned, and was definitely not in the mood to listen and read every little message.
Going through her text messages first, she deleted little stupid ones and saved some she'd actually need. Placing the mobile to her ear, she began listening to every voice mail message. While doing so she put on a pair of white suede Miu Miu short-shorts, but kept on her sexy short lingerie gown. It almost worked like a top. Heating in the mansion wasn't very convenient, so Yuna didn't leave the room without also putting on a Juicy Couture pink velvet sweat shirt over everything.
Due to extremely convenient and expensive lighting, as Yuna made her way out into the eerie hallway and descended the grand staircase, torches lit up as she walked. Only another Draculanian touch added by none other than Vincent.
"Hey Yunie, I was just wondering if you'd like to stop by my house after work so I could show you the dress I bought from Bendel's? Man, I'm totally stoked for the Kingdom Hearts II premiere in the city because the last one we went too in Germany totally sucked! I can't believe they marked me down in the Fashion Police column for the last thing I wore! Haha, I swear, Gippal even sent them a complaint letter. Anyway, I haven't been in touch with you recently, being cooped up in that mansion of yours is pretty suck-worthy you know! I bet you're losing your tan! Haha, kiss kiss, call back! Love always, your cousin," Rikku said into the phone.
Yuna laughed as she listened. She totally remembered that time Rikku got marked down by what she wore, and also remembered Gippal throwing a fit. Yuna couldn't reply to the message, it was a bit old, but she'd make sure to call Rikku later. Anywho, she was totally busy at the moment freaking out over the premiere. She had totally forgot! But never fear, as always, Yuna already had a plan. There wasn't even anything to worry about because the dress she wanted to wear had already been pre ordered weeks ago and delivered earlier in the week. But it wasn't what she was going to wear, but the fact that she and Vincent have been cooped up in their house in total isolation from everyone else due to work, and the premiere was tonight.
Yuna had to plan a big entrance, or else everyone would forget her. And nobody forgets Yuna. She quickly deleted the rest of her messages (which were all by her whiny manager), and got to work calling Winston, her life long Butler. He still lived at her parents' house but he served her anytime she wanted, and Yuna didn't have time to rent a limo driver for the night.
"Lord Braska residence," A dull voice said into the phone.
"Hey Winston, it's Yuna," Yuna replied, walking into her kitchen, regretting not placing slippers for the cold tiles chilled her feet. "I need your service tonight."
"Lady Yuna, what a pleasure to speak to you again. You failed to come to your mother's tea party last weekend and we haven't heard from you since."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I've been really busy. But I'm even more busy tonight! I just remembered I had another Kingdom Hearts II premiere to go to, and all I need is a limo drive to the city. It's an in-town premiere," Yuna said hurriedly.
"By what means is the rush in your voice, Lady Yuna? Of course I will assist you. It is no other Butler's duty. What time?" Winston asked.
"Eight. You know the place, right?" Yuna asked back, dumping pancake mix into a steel bowl and licking the bits that dropped on her fingers.
"With all due respect Lady Yuna, one must be blind not to notice where the Valentine Mansion resides in the city," Winston replied. Yuna laughed and after a good-bye, she hung up.
Placing the pancakes into the oven, Yuna sighed and leaned against a counter top. While dialing Vincent's number into the phone, scuttling could be heard and a puff of black fur emerged from the darkness into the brightly lit kitchen. After an attention wanting bark, Yuna looked up to spot Benedikt Arnold, Vincent's large and furry New Found Land black dog.
"Hey there Ben," Yuna cooed, and Ben came up to her, licking her fingers as she stretched out her hand towards him.
Suddenly a cold and deep voice erupted into the phone, and to the inexperienced ear, you might have thought you were talking to a creepy rapist stalker. However, it was only Vincent Valentine's "morning" voice, and Yuna instantly knew who it was.
"Good morning Foofy," Yuna purred into the receiver.
"Oh, hey there Yuna. Why you calling me so early? You looked dead when I left for work today," Vincent replied.
Yuna laughed. "After last night, who wouldn't be?" Yuna wondered, popping a pancake mix coated finger into her mouth.
Vincent laughed sarcastically. "No, really. It's only noon. I've never seen you awake this early."
It was Yuna's turn to laugh sarcastically. "Yeah, yeah. You should have seen how many messages I had on my phone. One of 'em at least was worth hearing, and it reminded me that tonight we have the Kingdom Hearts II premiere to go too," Yuna explained.
"Shit. I totally forgot," Vincent grumbled.
Yuna cocked her head. "Are you on your way to work?" She wondered.
"Yeah. Without the stupid traffic I would have been there by now," Vincent snarled.
Yuna giggled knowingly. "A little Mr. Grumpy hasn't had his coffee yet. Anyway, you should have skipped work this morning Darling. I'm making pancakes," Yuna informed him.
"You? Cooking? I'm sorry I missed the miracle," Vincent joked.
Yuna's jaw dropped. "No fair! No more sex for you, young man. And I'll probably end up going to the premiere alone," Yuna told him.
"Might as well. I don't know when I can get off work," Vincent replied seriously, the joking tone over with. Yuna pouted again.
"This is the second time. I'm so not going alone! Did you read the tabloids afterwards?" Yuna cried incredulous. "I swear, those people are out there to kill me."
Vincent laughed. "Don't worry about it, I'll try. We're shooting some pretty action paced scenes today, so not only that, I'll be dead tired by the time I come home," Vincent sighed.
"You weren't so tired last night."
"Ha-ha. Besides, I was off yesterday because of your birthday. I could have been working," Vincent replied. "Which reminds me. Go to the front door."
"Ooh," Yuna replied, suspicious. Smiling as she made her way through the big and dark mansion, she finally came to the main door. It was huge, made of mahogany, with elaborate carvings all over it. Yuna could barely open one door herself; the couple usually went through the other doors, and rarely used this one.
"Having trouble there?" Vincent mused, hearing through the phone Yuna struggling with the door.
"Why the front door, Vincent?" Yuna wondered impatiently.
"I thought you needed a work out."
"Even after last night?"
Vincent sighs, but in his car stuck in the middle of traffic he's grinning. "You're not going to let go of that are you?"
"Nope." With that Yuna threw open the large door; well, not exactly, it was so heavy it just kinda creaked open slowly. The bright sunlight burst into the room, and dust was clearly visible everywhere.
"Ah!" Yuna said out of surprise, squinting through the sunlight. So much time cooped up in the rarely lit mansion, sunlight gave her a wake up call. But then she let out another "Ah!" of surprise, but this one more high pitched and excited. "Oh, Vincent, you shouldn't have."
"I know. I probably shouldn't have, either, but hey. You're my girl," Vincent said, a half smile playing his lips.
"This is the third present. Per birthday, it's only required one," Yuna replied, rolling her eyes. She bent down and grasped the ornate black vase, filled by the dozens with exotic flowers. Yuna couldn't even see in front of her once she stood up with the vase.
Isn't Vincent sweet?
"Probably a few more are recommended," Vincent joked. He stared ahead at the car in front of him, and suddenly it began to move. Traffic gradually stopped and Vincent sped up on his shiny black Mercedes. "Good, free of traffic. I'll be at the DOC set in a few. See you home at...?"
"Seven. Winston will be here at eight for our ride," Yuna told him.
"Alright, I'll try. Happy Birthday," Vincent said.
"My birthday was yesterday. And the party was a few weeks ago," Yuna informed him. "I think the wishing and presents should stop." Yuna giggled. Not that she didn't get gifts regularly.
"Fine, fine. What can I say? I love spoiling you," Vincent replied. Not that she already isn't spoiled.
"I'm officially twenty one, so, you better watch out at the premiere tonight if anyone hosts an after party," Yuna warned with a mischievous smile.
"As if you've never had a drop of alcohol in you," Vincent rolled his eyes. "Don't make me laugh."
"I know you hate laughing, so I won't," Yuna promised. Vincent laughed sarcastically to mock her. "Ok, well, I have to go. Going to get my hair and nails done, probably going to meet Rikku too," Yuna said.
"Why your hair? It's already fine. The nails you can do at home, can't you?" Vincent complained.
"As if. See you at seven." Yuna said good bye and hung up. While calling Rikku, she came back to the kitchen only to find she'd burnt her pancakes. "Pooey!" Yuna cried out sadly.
Ben cocked his head confused.
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Yuna walked down the street, her pretty face unfortunately hidden by a pair of fashionably large Chanel sunglasses. She didn't want to be bugged by any paparazzi lurking about, especially when she was getting ready for something important like a premiere with her cousin.
Yuna was meeting Rikku at Champagne, the chic small French bakery and cafe. She was wearing a brown Diane von Furstenberg halter top, dark blue True Religion skinny jeans (which were neatly tucked into her tan suede Christian Louboutin knee length boots) and carried her medium sized and bean shaped Louis Vuitton purse. On her head was a matching light brown bandanna with fringes on the ends.
Upon entering Champagne, she already spotted her younger-by-two-years cousin seated on a small table for two. Her long blonde hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, which started near the top of her head, giving her a retro 60's look with her bangs neatly parted to the side and clipped near her ear. Rikku was wearing a black Lacoste polo with a grey and black plaid mini-skirt, which included a shiny black Gucci belt. On her gracefully slender legs were white stockings, hiding Rikku's usually perfect tan. On the ankles were black leg-warmers, and she wore black ballet flats on her feet.
Conclusion: Rikku looked hot. Yuna liked her look, and was thoroughly impressed by her little cousin's ability to dress just as well as herself. The two girls obviously shared a sense of fashion that surpassed anyone else's.
"Yunie!" Rikku squealed upon seeing her older cousin making her way over. Yuna pulled her sunglasses off and perched them on top of her head, giving Rikku a wide smile along too.
"Rikku, it's been so long," Yuna replied, taking a seat. Both girls grasped each other's hands and laughed.
"I've left you at least ten messages. Have you and Vincent seriously been in hiding?" Rikku wanted to know.
Yuna chuckled. "I guess so. But no worries. We're both definitely going to the premiere tonight, and that will freshen everyone's minds," Yuna assured her cousin with a smirk.
Rikku smiled. She's always adored her cousin's way of making sure everyone knew who was the boss. "Ah! We totally have to get our coffee here and make our way to a salon. I can't wait any longer; I'm so determined to make my way into the Best Dressed column," Rikku said.
"I heard that in your message! What are you wearing? Sorry we won't have time for me to see you in your dress," Yuna replied, handing the waiter her menu along with her order.
After Rikku ordered she looked back at her cousin. "I know it's totally predictable, but...I couldn't help it. I got a Versace dress." Rikku looked down and awaited her cousin's input.
Yuna squealed. "I love Versace. Absolutely love it. I was going to get one myself, but decided to get something different, because I was going to wear it black, but I've been wearing black dresses for the past three events this year," Yuna replied.
"Really? What are you wearing?" Rikku asked.
Yuna smiled a little smirk. "Remember that dress I pre ordered during my birthday vacation a few weeks back?" Yuna asked. Rikku nodded. "That's the one."
Rikku's eyes widened. "Oh, that super beautiful Calypso one? Lucky!"
Yuna nodded. "It's an adorable pink. I haven't worn pink in ages," Yuna took a sip of her coffee.
Rikku laughed. "Yeah, ever since you became a Dracula bride." Rikku smiled mischievously at her cousin.
Yuna dropped her jaw and stared at her. "You're so mean," Yuna retorted trying not to laugh.
Rikku giggled freely. Rikku wasn't like many of the others who opposed Yuna and Vincent's love; well, then again, gossip columns world wide had a field day. Rikku encouraged her cousin all the way, even though Yuna lost a few friends in making this groundbreaking decision. Two of Yuna's former best friends no longer talk to her, and Yuna has cut off any contact with them in turn. During events such as premieres or parties, her and Vincent steer clear of this couple.
Will they come across them in the premiere tonight? Will the cat fight claws fly? We'll see. Read and review!