Hi Everyone.
So I am new to this fandom, but I love the thought of Vanya and Five. This is currently a one-shot, but if people are interested I have a whole story planned with this working more of a prologue. Vanya is referred to solely as Number Seven as she wouldn't have her name yet at this point in the story line. Hope you guys enjoy!
Chapter One-
October 1, 2001
It was an average day at the Umbrella Academy minus the fact that all seven of the children were celebrating turning twelve. Maybe celebrating wasn't the correct word for it, as Reginald Hargreeves had planned their day like any other. In fact, training on that crisp October morning had started off the same as usual, except for the fact that Reginald had decided to make the training extra rigorous for the six children participating. While Numbers One through Six spent their morning onwards in the training facilities, Number Seven spent the majority of her birthday alone with Grace, practicing her violin.
By 6 p.m. all of the children were sat around the dinner table, eating a cake Grace had prepared for them in silence. Normally, the silence was welcomed by Number Five, who would spend meal time thinking through calculations from his studies. Occasionally, well a little more than occasionally as of late, Number Five would take a peek to his right and observe Number Seven. Her hair today appeared a little shinier, but her frown was more pronounced tonight, as well as the sadness that shadowed her eyes. He couldn't wait to show her the surprise he had planned.
Growing up, Number Five loved all of his adopted siblings, but enjoyed his time with Number Seven. Ever since his first duo spatial jump with her a month prior, he had been paying her even more attention. He did not like how his father tried to seclude Number Seven, frankly her company was more interesting than the rest, and that Number Five had to hide his favor of her in front of Reginald was not something he appreciated.
After dinner as all the children went to their rooms and cleaned themselves up to prepare for an early night free of training ( such a kind gift from their father) Five quickly grabbed his jacket and scarf, slipping both his regular and extra masks into his pocket. At precisely 7:15 p.m. he quickly spatial jumped into Number Seven's room to find her sitting on her bed, her fingers gently drifting back and forth on her plain blue bed covers as she spaced out.
"Five!" Seven exclaimed, jumping up from the bed and brushing imaginary wrinkles out of her skirt.
"Happy Birthday Number Seven, are you ready for an adventure?" Five slyly asked as he smirked at her, enjoying how her brown eyes widened with the question.
"An adventure? And it's your birthday as well." Seven said, smiling at him shyly from behind her brown bangs which had curtained in front of her eyes a bit. "What type of an adventure? Father said we were to head to bed and enjoy tonight's free schedule by self reflection before bed." Seven's voice got quieter as she mentioned their father, most likely thinking about what he would do if he found out they enjoyed any type of adventure.
"Who cares what the old man says, I got Number Six to cover for us if the old man decides, against the norm might I add, to check on us for some reason. He promised to pretend his powers were acting up. C'mon Seven, do you trust me?" Five implored his sister, this time shooting her more of a softer smirk that could almost be considered a smile.
Number Seven thought the question was uncharacteristically dumb of Number Five.
"Of course!" Of course she trusted him. She trusted him more than anyone else in this house or any other house for that matter. Especially considering how he had saved her just a month prior. Sighing, Seven looked at Five up and down, realizing that he had his coat and scarf on.
"Five, where is this adventure?"
"Enough questions, we're going to be late." Five stated before walking to Seven's closet and opening it like it was his own. A quick second and Five had her jacket and scarf in his hands. "Put this on," Five held out the coat for her, helping her slip her arms in, before wrapping the scarf around her neck quickly. Seven felt a blush rise on her cheeks from how close Five was to her. She looked up a couple inches and met his green eyes which were staring back into her own. Five's eyes held the same look they always did when they looked at her, half intelligence, a bit of amusement, and the rest some slight softness reserved only for her.
Five cleared his throat before taking a half-step back. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the two domino masks. Seven's eyes got huge as she stared at the two masks in his hands.
"I...You... Is that for me?" Seven asked, unable to articulate her thoughts.
" No, it's for Number Two I was just holding it for him" Five rolled his eyes, the look of amusement and softness in his eyes shining brighter than a moment ago. "Yes it's for you, now hurry up and put it on, too. Then we'll be good to go. We can't have anyone seeing me spatial jumping us around and seeing our identities." Five held the mask towards Seven but she was just eyeing it, rapidly blinking. Finally, she reached a hand out like she was going to grab it, but just stroked her finger against the soft black fabric.
Five sighed, shaking his head a bit in amusement, only Seven, before slowly reaching his hand towards her face and brushing her hair out of the way, and tucking it behind her hair. It was as soft as it looked today. He then placed the mask securely against her shocked face, before quickly masking himself.
"Okay grab my hands and then don't let go, okay?" Five asked Seven and she appeared to shake off some of her shock before she reached for him. Her hands tightly gripped his and he thought about where he wanted to land, outside the house- in the alleyway next door-before he felt his body bend space to his will. Spatial jumping was still a bit of an uncomfortable endeavor, more so when he was concentrating extra due to Seven being with him. It wasn't the first time he jumped with her, he still shuddered thinking about the circumstances from their first jump together, but it still made him a bit nervous thinking of what could happen to her if he screwed up.
Both of them landed safely outside of the Academy, Number Seven taking a misstep and she tried to regain her equilibrium. Five looked around making sure no one was nearby before taking the mask off.
Seven slowly reached up to take her own mask off, revealing a sad glint in her brown gaze. She shuffled her feet as she appeared to reluctantly extend the mask back towards him.
"Keep it, consider it your first gift." Five stated, already having planned out the story he was going to tell Reginald if he ever needed another mask.
The smile Seven shot Five as she tucked the mask into her pocket made Five unable to do anything but smile back at her just as bright. Five felt his stomach swoop at that smile.
I wish she would smile like that all the time.
Seven quickly, surprising even herself, wrapped her arms around Five in thanks. Lately, Number Seven had been feeling even more isolated from her siblings than usual since they had started going on missions the previous year or two ago. Five was the only one who tried to include her anymore, and he was the only one her made her feel like they enjoyed talking to her at all. While the rest of her siblings had pulled away from her, Five and her had grown closer than she thought possible.
After they each pulled away from the hug, both of their cheeks lightly dusted pink, Five grabbed Seven's hand after taking a quick glance at a pocket watch that he had.
"Okay so we're running a little behind schedule so we're going to have to jog. C'mon, let's hurry it up." Five started pulling Seven around as he navigated them through the streets. Seven followed closely, just staring in awe at the boy in front of her. She didn't even care what the surprise was. Just the couple of minutes they had shared so far made this the best birthday yet.
Even though Seven needed nothing else to make this a special day, when Five said they arrived at their destination, Seven could do nothing but stare at him open mouthed.
The Icarus Theater doors were staring back at her, posters upon them stating the words "The Phantom of the Opera".
"No way!" Number Seven exclaimed, grasping even tighter at Five's hand with her eyes lit up in happiness.
"Alright so all we have to do is go towards the back and then I'm going to jump us into a supply closet I found in there." Five stated before pulling her in the direction he was talking about.
Seven just followed him, unable to believe that she wasn't dreaming.
Soon enough, Five and Seven were tucked into seats towards the very back of the theater and the lights started dimming.
Watching the show was the most amazing thing Seven had ever seen. She loved every single moment. Watching the story unfold between Christine, Ralph, and the Phantom was the most fascinating thing. And that didn't even account for how amazing the music was. She couldn't wait to practice the songs on her violin as soon as possible. While parts of the musical we're dark, Seven enjoyed every single moment. At some point, in all of the excitement, Seven realized she was holding Five's hand still, and based on how tightly she was holding she must have been cutting off his circulation. She looked up at him, planning to apologize, but found his bright green eyes already gazing right back at her.
While Seven was enjoying the show, Five was enjoying watching her take it all in. He listened and registered all of the music, and while music wasn't his favorite thing to focus on, he had to admit that it was all very well done. Whenever the music had a darker tone, Seven's grip on his hand would tighten. She was so pretty like this. Seven watching the show was her in her element. He couldn't explain it, but it was like the music circling over their heads made her come alive.
When Seven looked up at him and met his gaze, releasing some of the pressure on his hand, he couldn't help but just smile broadly at her. She quickly blushed again, before turning back to face the show and resume watching, before giving his hand a meaningful squeeze.
As the lights turned on after the show, Seven looked back over at him, her eyes glassy with tears.
"The ending was sad, but the whole thing was just brilliant, and I just- you..." Seven struggled to continue as the glass in her eyes turned to water droplets dripping down her cheeks, "this was the absolute best thing ever Five thank you so much."
Five wrapped her in another quick hug. "Seriously Seven, it was no problem. I'm glad you liked it so much. As much as I wish we could just stay her though, we really should head back home now so we're not gone if Reginald checks on us while we're in bed."
Together they stood before making their way back to the Academy. During the walk back they discussed the musical and Five admitted to liking all of the music.
"Don't worry, I'm going to learn how to play all of it on my violin. I'll play it for you whenever you want." Seven stated confidently, the most confident Five had ever heard her. His lips quirked, he couldn't wait.
Even though that night was the first the Five and Seven snuck out together alone, it was definitely not the last. Every couple months moving forward, whenever there was a show in town, they would repeat the same tradition. However, Five always held a special fondness for the Phantom of Opera as it was one of many firsts for the pair.
Thanks for reading! If I continue on with this story then the rating is going up, the other Hargreeves children will be included, and this story is going to follow Five and Vanya until Five time travels, through the show, and then what happens after the season one finale. Most likely will include them aged up a bit as they're just precious little kids at this point.
