Authors notes: Hello! Thank you for reading and reviewing. I will do my best to update at least once a week, depending on my course load and work schedule. Not all is as it seems and everything will be unveiled in time. Please keep reading to find out!
"Vince!" Rae banged viciously on the door in front of her, gaining more than a few stares from students nearby. "Please, I need your help!"
The door swung clumsily open, a groggy looking Vincent leaned against the frame and yawned. "It's Kit. I heard something last night but thought nothing of it. Now she isn't answering her door and I don't know what to do.. I have a bad feeling, you know?" Rae flapped her arms around wildly, ending her final word with a stomp of her foot.
"Alright. One minute!" He headed back into his room, grabbed his gunblade and sheathed it to his hip. "Lead the way." Glancing to the right, he realized that Rae had already taken off without him. Sighing, he slammed the door behind him and sprinted after the sprite-like girl.
They didn't have to run very far, as Kit's room was fairly close to the male dormitories. Students were scattered throughout the hallways, presumably on their way to class or opting for a mental health day and heading to the training center instead. It was as if every face was aware of their mission to save Leonheart's girl, and none of them appeared to be sympathetic to her cause. Most of the students knew the story, or some variation of it, and remained fiercely loyal to Squall.
Rae pounded on Kit's door, then attempted to turn the knob once more with no avail. Vincent took his gunblade, pushing Rae to the side, and forced the blade into the locking mechanism. Sparks flew toward them for a moment, then the mechanism released the door with enough force to swing the door open halfway. A thick sort of dread poured out of the room, a gentle slap to the face for the both of them. Vincent took in an audibly deep breath and proceeded into the dark room, unsure of what he would find.
Rae headed immediately to the window and forced the blinds open as Vincent closed the door behind him. Sunlight flooded into the room, cascading onto the strikingly pale and deathly still girl. Vincent approached her bed, searching for any signs of injury on her translucent skin. At first glance he noticed lines across her arm and drew in a sharp breath. Rae, alerted by his noise, peered over at Kit and reached out a hand to caress the marks. They were only scars, but her skin was ice cold and somewhat clammy. Sliding her hand down to her pulse, she felt only a slight heart beat. She nodded at Vincent.
Kit's dark hair lay like ribbons around her, almost consuming her petite frame of about five foot two. Her eyelids were tightly closed, hiding her alarmingly bright green eyes. Her red lips were parted slightly, allowing small amounts of air to pass through. Vincent found himself entranced by her, despite the obvious chaos around them. He reached out a hand to brush away a strand of hair and then rested his hand on her bed. "Maybe she is the real snow white?" Rae joked nervously, pointing to an apple which was resting on her desk. "Shit. Or.." She noticed a bottle of pills and grabbed it, throwing it at Vince. "Do you know what these are? They were prescribed to her yesterday and there are like three of them left! What the hell do we do, Vince?"
"Sleeping pills.." He placed the pills in his pocket, stood from the bed and leaned down to carry Kit. "She's still breathing, which is all we could hope for. We have to take her to the infirmary. I'll stay to make sure that they don't send her away after this."
Rae nodded and followed after him. "Do you think she'll be okay in time for the SeeD exam tomorrow?"
"I hope so, for her sake."
Vincent placed her body on the first bed available in the infirmary. The doctor pushed herself from her desk and scrambled over toward them. "What has happened? How long has she been like this?" A nurse soon arrived after her and began to prepare an IV. "Well, does anyone know? Hello?"
"We found her like this just now.. Rae thinks she has been out all night. We found a nearly empty bottle of sleeping pills next to her bed. I have them with me."
"Alright, thank you. Just give me some space now, you hear? She will be fine." Dr. Tamaki ushered him out of the room and into a chair nearby.
Not a lot had changed about the place. It was white and cold, much like any other hospital. There weren't any patients today, allowing Kit to receive any and all of the care that she needs.
"And what are you doing here?"
Vincent noticeably stiffened in his chair at the sound of her voice. "I could ask you the same question, Kate. You look pretty healthy to me." The daughter of Quistis Trepe stood before him, and she was certainly nothing like her mother. The reputation she has earned may be as well spread, but not nearly as flattering to herself or to her family.
"Why, thank you! I don't think I've ever looked better, actually. I was training and got a little scraped up. I don't want to take any chances with our exam tomorrow. Can you blame me? Besides, maybe it's fate that I've run into you. You've never been far from my thoughts.." Kate leaned over, pressing her arms to her chest to enhance a figure which needed no help on its own.
"Vince, her pulse is increasing. She should be fine soon. You don't have to stay if you have other things to do.." The doctor motioned toward Kate, one eyebrow raised. "Feel free to check on her at any time. I can't have a party going on in my waiting room." Before she had even finished her sentence, Rae burst through the door and into Kate.
"Whoops!" Rae backed up slightly, providing some much needed room between the two girls. "Is she alright?"
"She will be fine. Let's just get out of here for a while. I could use some fresh air, anyway." He rose from his chair and headed out the door with some reluctance, looking back at the doctor once more for reassurance.
"Do you think she does this often? I noticed the marks on her arm.. and she doesn't exactly come from a happy background."
They walked through the long hallways until finally arriving at the front gates. The weather had turned from sunny skies to an impending storm. The usually active birds were mostly muted and there were few students willing to brave the forming clouds. "I don't know. We really don't know a thing about her yet. But I can't shake this feeling.. something I can't describe."