Not Your Average "Vinnie's A Vampire" Story
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2 & Aeris Loser
A/N: Yeah, yeah.. One of my friends, Maria, helped me write this one. All the way through it, she critiqued my writing style, grammar, proper usage of words, and bad hand-writing! She's a sap for my stories and always reads them. She gives me her honest opinion, God (or whomever you believe in, if you believe) bless her! She doesn't write, has never played the game, and I doubt she's ever going to play it. At school, me and my other friend, Tyler, call her Aeris, because of her good-natured "It's-okay-there's-good-in-you-somewhere" attitude. So, I dedicate this fanfic to Maria, aka Aeris Loser. wink
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedicated to Aeris Loser.
Chapter One: Nibelheim
A small bundle rode across the beach toward some plains upon an equally drenched golden chocobo in the dark. "Wark!"
"I gotta agree," she muttered softly to her pet and mount. "It's cold and wet and-" she sneezed and wiped her nose on the back of her slender hand. "Miserable! Where the hell's that damn town!?"
They rode silently, her falling in and out of sleep occasionally. The chocobo suddenly gained speed. "Whoah, Charlemagne! What are- Oh!" A grin lit the cold, weary, and wet seventeen-year-old's face. "Nibelheim? But it's not for a good bit yet! A new town? Or did I doze too long?"
Charlemagne let out a loud, "WARK!" He picked up more spreed, the dim lights a welcoming sight to the one-year-old chocobo. "Wark!" he stopped abruptly, causing his rider to go tumbling off into a pud muddle in front of him.
"Dammit!" the girl cursed loudly. "First, fucking Laviathon causes one of the worst storms of the century, then Shiva decides to blow an icy kiss to make it colder than Sephiroth's heart, now Charlemagne's gone and lost his damn mind! I oughtta-"
"Freeze!" She didn't move, a voice in her head screaming at her for not paying attention to ninja intuition. "Don't move and you won't be hurt."
Her mood only got worse. She was cold, wet, and thoroughly pissed. "Who the Hades do you think you are?" She spun around and found herself looking up at a tall, hooded man. His eyes seemed to glow eerily through the dark, casting an emerald haze through the foggy, rainy darkness.
"I need not tell my name to the dead," was a simple reply. He pulled a long sword out of its sheath and impaled her upon the silver blade.
As she gasped for breath, he pulled back the hood and she looked into his face for the second time in her life. Long silver hair cascaded down his back, the rain not bothering it, a sick and demented looked on his once-handsome features. "Sephiroth!"
"Wark!"
The girl opened her eyes, jarred by her pet's sudden noise. "Gawd! Only a dream," she whispered to herself. "Even after a year, he still scares me, like a monster under my bed, waiting to attack." Stormy gray orbs spotted lights in the distance. "Wonder how long I was out," she mused to herself, then added louder, "Charlie, head for that town up there!"
"Wark!"
The short girl noticed the small town as Nibelheim, her desired destination Cloud Strife and Tifa Lockheart's hometown. She giggled to herself at her memories of her crush. Her dreams had been fulfilled when he'd hugged her, though it was briefly, when they'd saved the world.
"Yuffie," she remembered him saying, "We did it!"
Then, of course, he proposed... To TIfa, that is.
"Whoah, Charlie. Here, stay under this overhang, while I rent a stable and a room." She hopped down nimbly and walked into the first building on the left. 'They'd better have a room left,' she thought silently.
A man sat in the chair behind the desk, his hair white, and beard resting on a rather large belly. He grunted and he sat up a little straighter as she stepped in and wrung out her hair. "Sorry, ma'am," he said in a deep, gruff voice. "All booked up."
Her smile faded and she looked as if she might erupt. "Fuck! Got a chocobo stable open, so at least Charlie can stay dry?"
"Yes, ma'am. Hundred gil a night, two hundred if ya want us ta feed 'em."
An exaggerated sigh escaped her chapped lips. Reaching into her hip pouch, she grabbed something and put her hand on the counter, coins clinking softly on the wood. "Fine. Where's the stable at?" she asked reluctant to pay such a high price at a second-rate stable.
"I'll help ya," he said, getting up. As he walked past her, she got her money back. The Wutain ninja headed outside to where Charlemagne was. "Wow, he's really well-trained to stay here without runnin' off," the inn keeper commented.
"Yeah, and if there's a fire in the stable, he'll still find me somehow." She followed him to the stable and removed the halter and bags she had draped across him. "Thanks, pops," she said rather rudely. "'Scuse me while I go find somewhere ta stay for the night!" Flipping her hood up, she walked back out into the rain.
Yuffie walked through the town, shivering as she went. BOOM! "Eh, thunder!" 'The quicker I get to the fucking mansion, the better!' She sprinted through the storm towards the creepy mansion. Given the name because of who had once owned it, the ShinRa mansion was creepy and full of monsters. Or at least the last time the Wutain girl had visited it. Without thinking twice, she ran inside.
'Wonder if Vampy's still in that creepy-ass coffin,' she mused to herself while wringing herself and her clothes out. 'Probably. He just left us after we defeated Sephiroth, not even waiting for the ever-so-cool par-tay!' Running her hands through her hair she debated on exploring. "Aw, fuck it," she said aloud.
Footsteps echoed up the steps, disturbing his slumber.
'Who?' a deep voice wondered
'Perhaps and old friend?'
'Doubtful, Chaos' a third voice replied.
'Just an idea,' the demon replied truthfully.
'I agree with Gallion Beast,' the host thought to himself, the four demons listening. 'It's doubtful that one of Avalanche is here. Why would they come?'
Hellmasker giggled stupidly. 'Because they're morons!'
"Helllllllloooooooo?" a voice echoed to the room he was in.
"That voice," the man muttered.
'Huh?' Death Gigas asked.
The demon-injected man stared at the ceiling. 'Sounds like someone... From Avalanche.'
"Vampy? Vinnie-boy, ya here?"
'Yuffie, maybe?'
'Who?' All four demons sounded confused.
'The ninja,' he replied mentally.
'Oh,' Chaos replied. 'The hyper-active teen.'
'Scantily-clad, that one!' Hellmasker said with another demonic giggle.
Footsteps, purposely unhidden, echoed through the corridor leading to his room. The tall man slipped a shirt on and got out of his bed. Quietly, without meaning to be, he opened his door.
"EEYA!"
He took a step back, startled by her being so close to her room.
"Holy behemoths, Vinnie! You scared the shit outta me!"
'Whoah, is my sight deceiving me, or has she filled out?' It was Hellmasker again.
'A bit scrawny still, though,' Vincent replied mentally.
'Why do you care?' asked Chaos mischievously.
". . . Hello, Yuffie. Why, might I ask, are you here?"
Thanking whomever was the God or Goddess of Darkness for covering her blush, she looked up at him. "I. . . uhm. . . I'm on a quest!" A thin black eyebrow was raised. "To become a full-fledged ninja, I have to find a rare item. Don't matter what kind, as long as its origin dates back before my father's time of birth."
Vincent's face didn't change. "That still neglects to tell me the reason you are in this house, Lady Yuffie."
Her gaze shifted to the floor, she always seemed unable to look him in the eyes. "''Well, I'm in Nibelheim for the night. Charlie's in the stable at the inn and I decided to see if ya were here!" 'Why can't I look him in the eyes?' she wondered. 'It's not like he's ACTUALLY a vampire and will suck out all my blood!' She shuddered involuntarily.
The ex-Turk took notice of her wet clothing and mistook the shudder for a poorly hidden shiver. ". . . You. . . Need different clothing. Do you have a spare outfit, or do you need clothing?"
With a simple shrug, she replied, "I'll be fine in this."
"That's not what I asked you," he replied in his never-changing monotone that made Yuffie think he was boring to listen to.
"Fine," she replied, rolling her eyes. "I need to borrow some clothes! Shiva has decided to blow me an icy kiss and give me the shivers. Happy, now?"
A nod was her response as he walked back into his room and got a black long-sleeved shirt and black wind breaker-like pants with a draw string. "you may stay here for the night. The room on the other wing will do, I believe. Across from the room where you found the safe."
She smiled sheepishly. "Gee, Vampy. . . I didn't even ask. Actually, I didn't even mention it!"
Garnet orbs looked down at her. 'Yeah, VINNIE!' Gallion Beast joked.
He didn't reply, so Chaos added, 'Don't be so eager for human comapny, because you've still got us, VAMPY.'
'Though I must admit,' Hellmasker interjected. 'She does look pretty good in that skimpy outfit!'
'Shut up!' Mr. Valentine shot back.
'Hm?' Death Gigas asked with an evil laugh. 'Is there a reason you're so obliged to stick up for her?' The man felt the four demons bury themselves in the recesses of his tormented mind, chuckles and giggles echoing in his head.
"Vinnie?"
"Oh, I just assumed that was why you came." Garnet orbs watched her like a hawk. 'Why won't she look me in the eyes? Maybe. . . Becuase I. . . Am a monstrosity. . . A monster. . .'
"But. . . Thanks." She looked up, her grey meeting his crimson, and a grin crossing her Wutain features. Slowly, she turned and walked toward the room she was to stay in.
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