Teacher's Pet!

Warning: Incest, Under-Age sex, paedophilia, Crude and rude language, AWESOMENESS :)

Disclaimer: Do not own Final Fantasy or Characters... wish I did... T.T

Vincent's Thoughts

Chaos (In this case Chaos is Vincent's inner thoughts that he can't express out loud.)

Chapter 2: Vincent's charming personality

Vincent let the early morning light wash over him as his long legs strode over the smooth cement pavements. It was chilly but he could not feel it through the rough material of his leather jacket (If Yuffie caught him in anything other than leather or hoodies he'd be better of dead). His human hand was shoved in his pocket and the other held his briefcase.

(A/N: Sorry about this but thought I'd let you know he's wearing black jeans and not Slacks, typo I missed cause I'm just that stupid -.-; )

Normally he'd ride his motor bike, but seeing as it would only take him a half hour to walk-and seeing as he had nothing better to do since it was 4:40AM- he may as well walk. The bike was one of the only things he took to LA with him-shipped of course. Along with a picture frame of his family, a few articles of clothing and toiletries. The black steed was a present from Godo on Vincent's twenty fifth birthday. It was a sleek black Suzuki Hayabusa and it was his most prized possession. Yuffie was born three months after that.

I remember how Yuffie loved sitting in front of me and watching the world go by as we raced across the roads... I got so scared that something may have gone wrong, but she would just give me that look of her's and I'd just-

Vincent's thoughts were promptly cut off by a stabbing pain in his chest and he stopped walking.

Yuffie...

His expression was neutral as he stared blankly ahead. The sky was mix of light orange and dark grey...

Like her eyes... plated with a dark smokey hue... matching so beautifully with a her short black locks, tinted by a soft silver... I wonder what she looks like now...

Vincent imagined her smooth porcelain skin and bright smiling face. He felt a warmth build in his heart and he let a small and brief upturn of his lips. He then realized it has been five minutes and he was still unmoving. His lips melted back into a straight line and he kept on walking. He finally got to school at 5:10...AM...

You understand you should sleep more correct? This is unhealthy... and you WILL get an earful from the child.

I know. But I can't help how my body acts.

It's true I suppose but-

Chaos was cut off by an annoyed voice. It was the principle, he was on the phone. "...I'll call you back." He blinked at Vincent's nonchalant form as he hung up the phone. "No sleep?" Reeve questioned. Vincent did nothing more than nod. "Same... that was a friend in America by the way" Reeve slipped in at Vincent's raised brow. "You know, time difference and all-of course you do, you just came from there..." At Vincent's blank stare, the principle continued on, slightly unnerved by Vincent's silence, but he got that vibe from him through the interview. "Anyway, I can familiarize you more with the school this way. Follow me." Vincent merely inclined his head and followed Reeve's suit clad form.

"Pardon me, however, I have a question." Vincent's rough voice shocked the principle out of mid-rant.

"Yes?" Reeve asked, trying to keep the bewilderment off his face... failing to do so...

"I am not acquainted with my office... could you please give me directions?" Vincent's expectant gaze was the only thing that snapped Reeve out of his reverie. (A/N: for anyone who understood that pun, I sincerely apologize, I did not realize it till I wrote it -.-;)

"Of course. Let me show you, it's quite easy to get to, and very close to your main classroom... I remember you were especially keen on teaching one particular student... who was it again?" Vincent's answer was almost instant.

"Yuffie Kisaragi." His answer was short and sweet.

"She's your niece correct? I hope you understand we do not tolerate favoritism here." Reeve stared pointedly at Vincent with his stony brown eyes.

"That will not be a problem. I do not mix work and private matters. I prefer to keep them separate... though I do prefer having her near me." Vincent answered.

"I see... well alright then." Reeve grinned, opening the doors to Vincent's office. "Here we are."

"Thank you." Vincent inclined his head and stepped in. He scrutinized every inch of the place, making sweat form on Reeve's brow.

'This is ridiculous, I'm the principle, I'm his boss! How come he scares the crap out of me?' Whilst Reeve was musing this, Vincent had placed his briefcase on the mahogany desk and slid in his chair. "Well, I'll just let you settle in, ring if you need anything." Reeve gestured to the phone located on the desk. After a nod from Vincent, Reeve stepped out, letting out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. 'I am SO glad I gave the tough bunch to him, he will probably get them to stop fucking around.' Reeve chuckled to himself as he whistled his way down the corridor.

What on earth is he thinking about?

Vincent couldn't help but stare peculiarly at the door his boss just left from.

It is of no consequence... I want to see Yuffie.

Vincent resisted the urge to roll his eyes and got the picture frame out of his bag. He sat it there on his desk and seemed to fill the room's bareness with familiarity and warmth. 31 year old Vincent had a happy 6 year old Yuffie hanging from his neck with a beaming smile. Godo's hand was placed firmly on Vincent's shoulder, smiling softly as Kasumi- Godo's wife- smiled brightly at the camera. Vincent had let a small smile turn his lips in this image. The man's eyes softened as he looked at the picture.

Do you think she misses us?

Vincent blinked at this. It wasn't like Chaos to be sentimental. He was more of the rude and crude type. He looked at the child's smiling face and felt a small quirk of his lips.

Of course.

Vincent then averted his gaze from the piece of paper and focused on his opened briefcase. He dug under his papers and drew out a gun- his Cerberus- attaching it under the desk. This was only precautions in case anyone figured out who his real name. His alias in the FBI was Chaos, he looked slightly different as Chaos, but there was always a chance his enemies figured it out... and he refused to leave his family- or himself- unprotected.

You can never get away from your sins... even if it was for a good cause.

Nobody's death can be for a good cause.

Vincent just prayed Yuffie could forgive the monster he is when she finds out about his sins... in only two years to kill so many... Vincent would understand if he could never be forgiven... but he refused to lie or keep secrets from the ones he loved.

Yuffie...

ALLLLLLL RIGHTY THEN! DONE! :D what did you guys think? I know I had fun! Please let me know if you have any comments and/or concerns!