A/N: I update because, frankly, I don't want to be eaten alive and I like cookies.
I have no idea how I fit Penelo in there. -sigh-
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy VII, Penelo, Starbucks, or anything else that's copyrighted.
Flamers: Germany. BEAT THAT.
WARNING: There be no kissing in this here chapter. XD The title refers to the last chapter.
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Vampire in the Tower
06 :: Sea-Salt Kiss
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"You're dating a vampire..." The first day she's seen a non-Twilight Town resident since the blizzard. It was still snowing and would for quite some time, but the snow plows had been working most of the last few days. Olette managed to catch one of her school friends, Penelo, on her way to The blond sitting across from her crossed her legs, glancing at Vincent(who was, of course, lurking in the background).
"It's not really dating," Olette muttered(she could hear Vincent grumbled 'I'm not a vampire'), sipping her coffee. Ah yes, the drink of adults but... Starbucks... and the flavors... It was freezing and Olette detested hot chocolate. Coffee was the only alternative. Flavored coffee with syrup and whipped cream. Cooooooffeeeee.
Penelo snorted, "What would you call it?"
"Well," Olette fiddled with the edge of her famous orange jacket. Penelo noted it as a sign of embarrassment. "We don't go out like normal couples but... I don't know. It's kind of complicated."
"So you're lovers." Cue the choking on the hot beverage.
"D-don't say that out loud!" It came out more as a 'dwnt sway dwat outbound' because Olette managed to burn her tongue. Penelo laughed and took a sip of her own coffee.
"Do you think your Dad's coworkers are being paid to stalk you or something?" Penelo smiled, "Believe me, if they were Vinnie would already be dead as a doornail."
"...Vinnie?" Vincent and Olette said in unison. Penelo sighed, muttering a very suggestive phrase that made Olette blush.
"You know, Dracula's long lost cousin." the blond chimed. Sometimes Olette wondered how it was that crazy people always seemed to be attracted to her. Over half of the self-proclaimed 'freaks' of Twilight Town would visit her during school. It wasn't a mystery how she ended up class president three years in a row.
'I wonder what Roxas is,' she thought. He certainly wasn't a freak but he didn't seem all there. For some reason, she thought he would have fit in perfectly with Hayner and Pence. She felt guilty for not being able to remember him, but she couldn't reach Hayner or Pence to see if they knew anything. Come to think of it, the blizzard first occurred when she started having those dreams. It was a strange coincidence. Maybe the weather...
"Earth to Olette the Olive! Come in Olive Master!" Olette snapped back to reality. Olive Master? Penelo stood, brushing a layer of snow off her jacket.
"It's not dating, but we're not lovers... and we certainly aren't friends... What are we?" Olette asked, frowning. Penelo bit back a laugh.
"Newlyweds...?"
"I'm being serious!" the brunette squeaked, turning red again. Good, her blood hadn't frozen in place. Stupid snow...
"Whatever," Penelo smiled, waving slightly, "Just don't go having undead vampire babies before you graduate!" To which Olette froze and turned twenty shades of red.
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"What if I want undead vampire babies before I'm eighteen?" the enraged brunette fumed, "Rant babies bitch eighteen. Rant. Bitch." Vincent followed silently. Olette turned around on her heels, glaring. The vampire almost jumped back. Anything more than almost and the world would have imploded.
"Could I carry undead vampire babies?" Babies? Did she honestly expect to have more than one at a time...?
"..." Olette took that as a 'whatever you want, dear' and continued on her way. She wasn't going to leave Vincent at the Usual Spot anymore after experiencing how cold it actually got. Or not experiencing... She -cough- laid on top of Vincent most of the night... Cough. Nothing else happened, but Olette was sure her father(not to mention her friends) would have thrown a fit had they known. It was a perfectly innocent experience.
Cough.
So, despite the temperatures, Olette opted for trudging home in the snow. Her home wasn't too far away and normally she could have walked home no problem, but it was severely cold. It got to the point where she could barely feel her feet.
Tonight Vincent would sleep at her house, in her room. Now, before Olette let her imagination run away with NC-17 material, she was going to fix up her closet and let him sleep there... Or not sleep. The entire time they'd been together Olette never once saw Vincent close his eyes for more than a few seconds. He was awake before she fell asleep and up when she awoke.
Do vampires need sleep? Especially Vincent. He's been in that coffin for at least thirty years.
Yes, despite the abundant proof, Olette still believed Vincent was some form of vampire.
They were almost there, just another half mile. Olette could already see her house. Her fathers car was missing, which meant he was at work. Perfect opportunity to sneak in an undead vampire baby machine. The brunette suddenly got the horrible mental image of a robot spitting Vincent-babies out of it's stomach. She bit her lip softly to keep from laughing.
"Vincent, what are we?" Why hadn't she asked Vincent before? Penelo was absolutely no help and Olette wasn't really one to spread her personal life around. When Vincent didn't reply she sighed, loudly, and continued on her way.
"...We're... together."
That was good enough for her.
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"Roxas!"
Another dream but... this one was different. Roxas was laying in a field of flowers. Darkness surrounded the area, no numbers, no nothing. Olette quickly rushed to his side, noticing that he was bleeding. Things like that weren't suppose to happen in dreams, right?
"O-olette." the blond whimpered, he coughed and droplets of blood
"Who- What- Roxas..." She honestly never felt pure terror, even in reality.
"Riku... he- ah!" the blond arched his back in pain, clutching his chest. Olette lifted his torso off the ground, her hands and arms were covered with blood. How could a person bleed that much in such a short amount of time.
They sat together, the only noise being Roxas' erratic breathing and brief cries of pain. Olette tried to soothe him the best she could, but she was never the motherly type. She didn't think of herself as Roxas' mother, either, but like a sister. Was that how Roxas thought of her?
"Olette... do you love me?"
"You're not real," she muttered, avoiding his gaze, "I can't love a dream."
"I'm not a dream!" he shouted, before going into a coughing fit. Olette blinked several times. He wasn't real, he couldn't be. This was just a dream. He's not real, at least this Roxas isn't.
"I am real! We knew each other once, a year ago. We were friends, Pence, Hayner, you, and me. I won the struggle and then... Axel came." he cried pathetically, "Don't you remember?!"
Little bits of fragmented memories floated around them. Roxas fighting Axel, working for munny to go to the beach, eating sea-salt ice cream at the usual spot. Olette could remember some of those things, but not Roxas. He didn't exist, not in her memories.
"I can't stay..." he whispered, "Please, try to-" And he was gone.
Again, she was alone, sitting in a bed of yellow and white flowers. Could it be true? Did Roxas actually exist? If so, where was she?
"Vincent..." she whispered, laying down. Olette wrapped her arms around herself, blood staining her nightshirt, and slowly closed her eyes.
'I don't know what to do.'
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Vampire in the Tower
06 :: End
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A/N: I was listening to 'Selenite' when I wrote the last half. Har har... I'm emo. Emoooooooo and bitter.
Next Chapter: "Well, it's not a coffin but... my closet is just as small." Four more chapters to go!
Thanks to my reviewers! Shadow of Phantasia, SkittlesRUs, Olivia, Silver mooon droplet, and Tweenkle! For you, undead vampire babies. Courtesy of Vincent, of course. XD! No, really, emo Riku plushies for all!
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