Don't Cry
Yuffie Kisaragi2
Disclaimer: I merely own this story and the story that I based this one off of. If you have not read Not Your Average 'Vinnie's A Vampire' Story, then I would recommend doing so. Otherwise, you may be lost. This WAS going to be a short sequel, but it's gonna be longer than expected, I think... Welp, this is dedicated, once again, to some friends.
Dedicated to: Seifer Clifton & Princess Cloud
Chapter Six: Revealing Secrets
"We walk the narrow path
Beneath the smoking skies
Sometimes, barely tell the difference
Between darkness and the light
Do we have faith
In what we believe?
The truest test is one we cannot
One we cannot see
I hear poundin' feet in
The streets below and
And the women cryin' and
And the children moan and
There's somethin' wrong
It's hard to believe that love will prevail
It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever
And though the night seems long
Your tears won't fall forever
- "It Can't Rain all the Time" Jane Siberry ("The Crow Soundtrack")
Yuffie looked over at Claire, who smiled and nodded her approval for their departure. Yuffie smiled her thanks and took Vincent's hand, disappearing into the night. Claire sat on her couch, eyes thoughtful. Perhaps... Perhaps I should not have told her, she thought silently, staring at a picture on her wall.
"But you were justified to do so," her mother's voice said from the doorway. "If she does not agree, then Vincent keeps Chaos, Gallion Beast, and Hellmasker."
The young woman looked over at her maternal unit, eternally youthful; eternally beautiful. "But... She seems so distraught and... and..."
"Ignore that and think of what it would be like to actually live, child! With her body, you can get any man you've ever wanted!"
She sighed, cursing her lineage mentally. To be mortal, that was her dream! She had every right to do so, right? Right? ...So why did she feel so bad about it? She had seen the terrified look on Yuffie's face when she made the proposition, heard the doubts in the vampiress's mind, but she had not thought that Yuffie would object. And she was right.
Vincent heard Yuffie walking around upstairs, even as he sat reading a book at the kitchen table. Something was obviously on her mind. First, she wanted to return to the ShinRa Mansion. Second, she was not talking about what Claire had told her and everyone knew that Yuffie Kisaragi was horrible at keeping secrets. Most of all, though... She had not even so much as looked at her lover once thy had reached the house. Instead, she had disappeared upstairs and started doing... Leviathon knows what! He was starting to believe that Yuffie did not want to become mortal again. Or, at the very least, that something was so terribly wrong that he should get her to tell him.
With that last thought as fuel, Vincent Valentine made up his mind to go talk to her. He strode up the staris, taking two steps at a time. "Yuffie," he bellowed, knowing that she would be going to sleep soon, for it was almost dawn.
"Yeah," she called from the room where the secret door to the basement was. He looked in and saw her wearing only a black sports bra and shorts. "Whatcha need, Vinnie-kun?"
He followed her as she went to their room in the basement... What used to be the crypt. They had moved their bed down there to keep her from becoming a crispy critter. "What is wrong? Something is going on, I can sense it, but you won't tell me. Why?"
She remained silent, mulling over his words and what she had heard from Claire. "It's just that..." She shook her head quickly. "I'm not allowed to tell you. If I tell you then... Then... You might have to keep Gallion, Chaos, and Hellmasker."
"And Death Gigas," he added unconsciously, but looked at her oddly when she paused in the middle of the ocrridor and shook her head. "What?"
Her gray eyes looked at him, filled with un-shed tears, over her shoulder. "Not Gigas... The others will stay with you if I tell you, but he won't. He's... He's Claire's father."
Vincent nodded silently, knowing that Death Gigas was Claire's father. "Yes, but what does he have to do with you?"
She sighed, her eyes dropping to stare at the steely blue stone beneath her socked feet. "I... I can't tell you, Vincent. If she finds out, you'll never be rid of-"
"I don't care!" he erupted suddenly, then took a deep breath to steady himself. "Yuffie," he said softly, walking up behind her and resting his hand and claw on her shoulders. "If it is making you this upset, then it is not worth being rid of them. I have had them for over thirty years, what will a hundred more hurt?"
He felt her shoulders shake as she began to sob. He turned her gently and allowed her to cry into his cotton-covered chest. Vincent murmured soft words, trying to hush her. What is it? he willed her to tell him. Why are you so upset? What does Gigas have to do with you?
Claire... She wants me to become a hostess... A body for her to be inside of. If I do so, then she'll allow you to be rid of your demons in exchange for my body to be at her disposal. Her sobs slowly faded as she clung to him like a child.
He stared at the top of her head, eyes unfocused as he thought about what she had just told him. In exchange to be mortal, to be rid of his demons, she was silling to... She was going to accept a demon? She was going to allow herself years of nightmares and a lifetime that equalled an eternity? Without a word, he stood there with her in his arms, both quiet. "You... You didn't have to do that, Yuffie," he told her softly. "I nearly killed you, turned you into a vampire... And you never complained, Yuffie. If anything, you don't owe me, I owe you."
She looked up at him, tear stains on her porcelain cheeks. "Vincent... I love you. I'll do anything for you."
He smiled gently at her, tilting her chin upward with his bronze claw. "I know this, yuffie. But you don't need to prove your love to me. Why should you make all of these sacrifices when I have made none? I love you. Yuffie, you do not have to do this for me... And I will not allow you to do this."
She stared at him, her gray eyes nearly black in the dimly lit corridor. "Oh, gawds, Vincent," she sobbed, burrying her face in his chest again. I just want to be human again. I want you to be human again. I want our friends to talk to us like we're normal, not be afraid of us!
Vincent held her close, not ever wanting to let her go. I know, Yuffie... So do I.
Night came once again, leaving Yuffie to awaken in the crypt-turned-bed room. She saw her lover sleeping beside her and smiled tenderly at his snoozing form. His black locks were spread about their bed behind him as he lay facing her. It contrasted so perfectly with his paper white complexion. She silently vowed to get a tan when they became mortals again. Of course, a little thing like demons would not deter her from her quest. Sure, maybe two deranged summons were toying with her emotions, but surely there was another way. Right?
Yuffie, come quickly!
She sat up, looking around for the owner of the voice. "Who's there?" she asked, her soft voice echoing eerily about their room.
It is me, Claire... You and Vincent have twenty-four hours until the potion is ready, but... I can ive you what I have and tell you what to do. If I do that, then you won't have to be a my hostess.
The ninja bit her lip in contemplation. Could she trust the summon, her great-aunt? Perhaps she should wait until Vincent awoke, then talk it over with him. But he was sleeping so peacefully. Everything was so confusing! She liked it better when she was on a quest and accidentally ran into Vincent in the ShinRa mansion, soaked to the bone, her chocobo being very pissed.
Poor Charlemagne...
She could hear Claire sigh impatiently. Wake him! Hurry!
Frowning, the ninja vampiress did so. "Vincent! Vinnie, get up. Claire says I can forego the whole demon in me thing and still become mortal... C'mon, lazy! Get yer ass up!"
He cracked open one crimson orb, slightly confused at her hurried explanation. "What?"
Tell him that I can rid him of his demons and both of you of your vampire syndrome if you get over here pronto. Mother is out for awhile, but-
Yuffie quickly relayed this to her lover, who seemed suspicious. "What if it is merely a trap?" he muttered, not fully-believing the summon.
"What if it's not?" the ninja countered. "I know how to handle myself if it is. Besides, you'll be with me."
After seeing her cocky grin, the vampire made up his mind. "Fine. We shall see what she wants."
YK2: Oh Leviathon! I'm SO sorry I haven't updated! I had all these nifty ideas for Reffies, then I started working on another fic caled "In Another's Arms" about Reno/Yuffie/Vincent!
Reno: She had writer's block.
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