Liar-chan
The boy stepped forward, skateboard in hand. "Hey, Lockheart." He mused.
Tifa tiltled her head slightly to the side; "You know me?"
"Vincent Valentine. Chemistry, 3rd period." he laughed at her confused expression.
"Oh... Hey! Yea! Sup, Vincent?" she couldn't help but smile with him, considering it was something she never saw him do much of.
Of course she remembered him. They'd been friends since kindergarden to 5th grade until he moved to Midgar. A few years she'd also been moved to Midgar. But not by family, by foster care.
His laughter died a little to abruptly for her liking, and she looked up at him questioningly.
"What's that?" asked the crimson eyed boy, finger hovering a few inches above a dark blue bruise. Tifa, on impulse, hid her damaged appendage behind her back. Vincent sighed.
"Nothing! It's nothing. I fell trying out a new trick, no biggy." she lied. Vincent could tell though.
"It was Strife, wasn't it?" he growled dryly. "What makes you think that?"
"That's what everyone thinks, Tifa. You don't hide them as well as you like to think. Particularly when the sweat washes the makeup away during P.E. I mean, he smacked you in the hall one day, for Shiva's sake. In front of everyone! Ever since then the bruises just keep 'randomly' showing up? One after the other? People aren't buying it, Tif. And, he's a sick bastard if he is the one doing this!" Vincent's usual monotone voice had panned over into an angry one. Tifa looked away. Again another sigh from the boy.
"I told you, they're bruises from skateboarding accidents. Besides what happend in the hallway was totally justified. I deserved it..." that statement earned her a growl from Vincent.
"Is that what he tells you?! That you deserve it?!" He was furious now.
"No. No he doesn't."
"Tifa... I know he does it. I saw him do it." Vincent confessed.
"When?!"
"Yesterday. At Kisaragi's party."
"Don't tell anyone! He'll come around. He's... He's just mad, Vin. He'll come around!"
"Tifa... He screws Gainsborough, takes advantage of you, beats you, and you still want him?"
"I...I don't really know anymore..." she admitted.
Unfortunatly, here came hell himself, walking toward Tifa.
"Strife." Vincent growled.
"Valentine." was Cloud's only reply.