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 is just a short sequel... Or at least I think that it'll be a short sequel. Welp, this is dedicated, once again, to a friend.
Dedicated to: Seifer Clifton and Princess Cloud
Chapter Seven: Mortality is a Wound, Immortality never fades
"Never leave me." "No I won't.
Nor you either." "No I'll stay
As long as you do. Then I'll die
The afternoon of that same day."
"Ho, ho" "I mean it. Not on night
Without you, not one single hour
Even of dusk, the sweetest time
Before the first familiar star."
"The star will miss you." "Not as much
As someone else that knows its name."
"I wonder which it will be."
"Both will know, if we still dream."
-Mark Van Doren, "Never Leave Me
The first thing that Yuffie noticed about the air oustide was that it was crisp, clean. Like someone had decided to pack up all of the firewood because it was suddenly too hot. She did not like that at all. It was too cold for people to go without heat, too cold for the snow to be fully melted in Nibelheim. Then again...
"Yuffie" a deep voice asked. "Are you awake"
She blinked and looked around, finding herself on a sofa in the home of an herbalist named Claire. "Where- What- How"
Crimson eyes softened as he helped her stand. "We are in Mideel at Claire's. She is writing the intructions for the potion, my love."
Gray eyes studied the form across the room. She looked so normal, save for the weird silver hair that was awfully similar to General Sephiroth's. That thought cause the ninja vampiress to shudder involuntarily. Vincent looked down at her inquisitively but she shrugged off the thought and grinned cheerfully. "We're gonna be mortal again" she whispered gleefully.
He nodded, a small smile upon his sharp features. "And I... I shall be rid of these demons."
Chaos stretched leisurely, both he and Gallion Beast speaking of people they would like to inhabit. Death Gigas merely sat alone, staring at his hands, so grotesque, in depression. What is wrong, my friend? Hellmasker asked, his Junon accent causing Gigas to chuckle lightly.
Nothing, Hellmasker. I was merely wondering if there is a cure for stupidity. He indicated toward the other two summons. They wish to inhabit Lord Godo and Reeve Johnson. That will never happen.
True, Hellmasker said, then shrugged. Try to act as if you are happy to be gone from Valentine's hellish mind. Yu will get to see Na'agra, no?
Yes, Death Gigas said, something similar to a smirk on his face, but it quickly faded. I wish only to be mortal, though.
Hellmasker stared at him in confusion. Mortality is a wound that becomes infected, Gigas. Surely you do not wish to be mortal!
Ah, my friend, but immortality never fades... Leaving us stranded for all time on a desolate Planet that hath no love for demons... Nor for summons.
Chaos joined them, followed shortly by Gallion Beast. What is this depression that I sense? Chaos joked heartily, the happiness easily detected in his uncharacteristic grins and laughter.
Not depression, Chaos, just... the meanderings of one's mind, Death Gigas said with a sigh.
"There."
Yuffie looked up from her seat on the lovely futon at her great-aunt... Who looked younger that Yuffie. "There, what?"
"Finished," the silver-haired woman said with a smile. "All you have to do is wait until midnight tomorrow night and drink the potion. I wrote down the directions for Vincent's demon removal." She grimaced and turned to the vampire. "It will hurt, that much I can promise, but it will work with a few minutes. The pain will subside in roughly an hour."
Yuffie bit her lip and looked at her lover, who returned her gaze evenly. "Are you sure you want to do this" she asked him.
"I am positive, Yuffie."
She nodded. "Okay, then..." She turned to Claire, tears once again in her gray eyes. "Thank you, Claire." Quickly, she hugged the summon, then both she and Vincent were gone.
Claire bit her lip until it bled, worried for them. I only hope that Mama doesn't find out... Or not until you're finished at least.
Can I at least have some privacy? Hellmasker growled at the other three demonic summons. I would like to try to remember things by myself!
Chaos huffed and crossed his arms across a well-chiselled chest. Hmmm... I know what body I want, he announced.
Death Gigas sighed and rolled his eyes. The body of a god? Because I hear that Da Chao is looking for a new replacement.
Hardy har har, the demon growled at his comrade. I want a body that is plain and normal. I wonder if we will be forced to stay like this, though. He looked down at himself in disgust. I would like to blend in slightly with the inferior humans.
Didn't those inferior humans capture us? Hellmasker joked. I mean... Hells, they got us like we were nothing, no?
Don't remind me, Gallion Beast groaned. I will never forget those damned orbs! I think that they caused me to hurt worse than riding a chocobo in full knight's armor!
The other three laughed, Death Gigas knowing that this would be the last time any of them got to sit around inside Vincent's head and have a good bashing session on life. Shortly, they would be fighting... Then, they would be free. I want to look like I used to, he said softly. Like a human, but still have the ability to cast spells.
Hellmasker nodded. Monsier, I feel the same way! I enjoyed being a samurai who made a living in the city of Junon. Though their dialect has changed much since I lived there.
Well, I'm going to take up chocobo farming! Gallion beast announced proudly.
The others stared at him for a few minutes, then burst out laughing loudly. They were so loud that Vincent was awaken by their guffawing.
Some people are trying to sleep, he scolded them. You have less than... sixteen hours. I believe that you can behave until then.
Chaos only laughter harder at this, but soon quieted down. Well, ChocoGallion, what, pray tell, kind of chocobos?
The kind that knights don't ride.
This caused the laughter to return. It had been so long since the four of them had gotten along well enough to be sarcastic and crack jokes. Since before they were captured, surely. Death Gigas had to admit that he was going to miss his comrades. They had been through, quite literally, hell together and were about to go their separate ways. It was a lot like graduating from high school, one might say. Even though they promise to stay in touch, they don't. No PHS calls, no e-mails, no letters... No, they would not know each other in fifty years, when they would still look that same as they did now. They would not know each other in a hundred years.
This thought had crossed all of their minds, but none dared to speak it aloud. They each knew that it was the truth. That these sixteen hours were their last together. They were not going to waste them fighting. Instead, they spoke of the past, laughing at smart ass comments - usually from Hellmasker or Gallion Beast - and adding their own ideas on what the future may hold.
Vincent awoke after Yuffie for the second night in a row. She was dressed in a pair of camouflaged pants and a green tee-shirt, her hair pulled back out of her face with an elastic band that normally resided on the end of her hair brush. She grinned at him. If she was nervous, then she was doing one hell of a good job covering it up.
"What time is it?" he asked her, sitting up slowly.
She shrugged. "Eleven-fifteen. I did what the directions told me to do, so..." She held up her hands, her index and middle fingers crossed super stitiously.
He chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her chastely. "All will be fine," he told her.
She sighed. "I know."
Vincent dressed in his norm of black jeans and a black cotton tee-shirt, then walked up the stairs with his beloved. They went up the stairs to the second floor, then back downstairs to their kitchen. Vincent was reminded of how horribly their home was built. And how dumbly.
They sat at the island in the middle of their kitchen talking for what seemed like forever. They shared their fears, their hopes, their dreams. Yuffie wanted to have children, of which Vincent agreed. Vincent wanted to move away from Nibelheim, of which Yuffie was uncertain of. She liked it there in the small town. After all, Cloud and Tifa were in Costa del Sol, Cid and Shera in Rocket Town, Nanaki in Cosmo Canyon, Barret and Marlene in Corel... They had friend in nearly every town! Why move there?
"Not every town" he replied. "What about... Kalm"
She quirked an eyebrow. "Kalm" she repeated somewhat dumbly. "It's so... so..."
"Calm?" he suggested.
Rolling her eyes, she kicked him lightly in the shin. "That was lame, Vinnie. It's kinda boring, though. Not a lot to do."
"A good place to raise children," he added.
She bit her lip in contemplation before finally nodding in agreement. "Okay, you win. We'll sell this place and move to Kalm."
A loud Ding! startled them both from their conversation. They looked at each other, then Yuffie went to the dining room, where two full bottles rest upon the hard wood table. They were labelled in Vincent's spidery hand writing so that she did not accidentally drink his and rid herself of life.
Vincent wrapped his arms around her comfortingly. "At the same time" he suggested.
She grinned and went up on her tip toes to kiss him passionately. "For luck" she explained with a grin. They took their own bottles in their hands and looked into each others eyes. "One..."
"Two..."
Three!
The first sensation that ripped through the four demons was that of being violently ill. They all fell to all fours, gasping for breath. Chaos cursed loudly as he started to lose consciousness for the first time in thirty years.
YK2: Kay! That's a wrap!
Reno: WAIT! That's not fair! You left 'em with a cliff-hanger!
Surka: All's fair in love and fic-fic, Re-Boy!
Dracon: And All's DEFINITELY fair in YK2's fics.
Elena: They're going to die, aren't they?
All: ELENA!
Elena: WHAT?
Reno: You talk too much.
NeonRaine: Here's more! I'm glad that you like it, so keep reading. Only one -sniffle- more chappie...
LoneGunmen: Yuffentines are gravy-ness to the max! Heh... That's MeGGese for "Totally awesome" or whatever other preppy phrase you wish to insert there. I've written a few Yuffentines (Obviously), but I love Reffies, Squffies, and Sqelphies (FF8) too! OH! And the oh-so rare Yuffie/Sephiroth if they're AU or tactfully written. None of that crap 'bout him comin' back and suddenly bein' head over heels for our fave ninja! Aywho1 I'm glad you're still liking this fic! ONE MORE CHAPPIE!
YK2-Sigh- Obie kabie, ya'll! Keep reading, keep reviewing, keep Yuffentines close to your heart forever! (Watch.. In, like, 50 years, I'll STILL be writing these darn fan fics... I'm so hopeless! I think I need a life...)
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Tseng: And no flames, else I shall bring the wrath of the Turks upon thine heads.
YK2: Errr.. Yeeeeaaaahhh... Till Next Time, yos! AUDI!
-Yuffie Kisaragi2, Surka Sokyu, Dracon Fira the TURKS-