The Colour of Murder
Chapter Three
A/N: Back again! This might be the last update for a little while, i'm currently doinga My Chemical Romance and Greenday art project. So ya' know...
Now, on with the show!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Final Fantasy plots of characters, apart from Sunday, who is MINE!
Sunday awoke with a start; she scowled and shook her head. Nightmares – once again – had plagued the restless sleep she got. She scrubbed at her eyes and cracked her knuckles, bored. The brunette looked out towards a slightly open window; the rain continued to fall from the heavens above. She rolled her eyes, muttered a curse under her breath, dragged herself out of bed and walked out her 'bedroom' door. She frowned as ebony eyes looked down both sides of the corridor.
'Rats…I have no idea where he's fucking left me!'
She tried walking up the corridor, but after ten minutes, it led to a dead end; losing patience, she sprinted back down again and found herself in the hall.
"Finally!" she shouted in relief.
Sunday walked up the stairs once more and along to the left towards the door that lead to the stone, spiral staircase. Once again, she was back to the long dungeon corridor and then the door to the library.
The female quietly opened the door, surprised to find Vincent sitting quietly reading in a high arm-chair in onecorner of the dimly lit room. She made a small noise to acknowledge her presence. Her looked up, ghostly features gracing a small smile.
"Good morning," he said in his soft voice.
"Yeah…hi," Sunday gave him a small wave of her hand and began to walk towards him. "What'cha up to?" she asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet, her arms behind her back.
"Reading," Vincent replied absent-mindedly, turning the page of his book.
Sunday raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Hey! That's the book I saw last night. Right before you…." Her glance darkened.
Vincent put his book down and raised his hands up defensively.
"Hey, I didn't mean to do that. You could have been…" he trailed off, lost for a word.
Sunday softened.
"No. I'm sorry." She looked down,"I was…on edge last night," She shook her head.
Vincent shrugged and picked his book up again.
"Thanks," Sunday murmured quietly.
"For what?" Vincent asked, looking up.
"Not throwing me out. Most people right now…they really don't want to know me..." Sunday looked down and rubbed her arm.
She suddenly realised the black ribbon tied on her arm; the word 'Mori' was starting to fade away. Sunday remembered the black ribbon from the previous night. She placed one hand in her pocket and felt it; pulling it out, she gave it another look. She walked closer to Vincent and placed it on the arm of the high chair he was sitting on.
"I took it…but forgot to return it. Sorry…" she turned and slowly left.
Once she had gone, Vincent looked down at the black ribbon. He picked it up carefully and held it, staring at it, deep in thought.
Thanks:
Any-more-cheese: Hey Cheese! Yum...cheeeeeese! ahem Thanks for liking my style and adding TCoM to your faves. yeah, Vinnie is super-hot -drool- See I updated, and soon!
Akiraine of Gia: Thanks! Lolz...hope you slept well!
Soren Whitebird/Killer Storm X: Thank-ye! I shall do my best!
Da Ker MysTeRr: Howdy! Yay! No spelling errors! Sunday is kinda odd...but it stuck when I read it.
Shikaku Zetsumei: Meh... Loserkid05 is based from a song by one of my favourite bands Busted. On their first album they wrote a song called Loser kid...it kinda explains me a bit...and how i'm gotten a little more popular than I was...but i didn't sleep with any teachers! Anyways...I agree with not taking VincentXOC pairings seriously. How unfair! I'm still trying to write as Vincent would act, i'm getting there! I'll try slow it...meh. i got too excited when writing it. All will be revealed on who's after her and why. -evil laugh-
Shikaku Zetsumei Saigen:I had the feeling you're the same person. Look above!