Vincent's Profile

After I put Remi to bed so her body could recuperate, I went downstairs, where dinner was being served. Everyone was eating; The students & teacher in Remi's former Academic Olympics class, & everyone else. I sat down at the end of the table, next to cid & in front of Ken.

"So, what was up with you & Remi-chan today? She was just relaxing at the bare with some water when she like, suddenly shot up ten feet & practically yelled 'I'll be right back!', & was out of the door faster than a junkie on speed!", Yuffie asked.

I looked at everyone & noticed that they all were paying attention, even if they were trying to hide their curiosity.

"I got into some trouble, & Remi left to find me.", I stated quietly & unemotionally.

"Really? What was so important that she would be so...Concerned?", Tifa asked.

I looked at Cloud. He was watching me intently & when he saw my look, he nodded as if encouraging me to continue.

"Some of Sephiroth's followers noticed my presence while they were in a meeting...", I replied.

"Did you find anything new about Sephiroth?", Cloud asked urgently.

"No, they were trying to figure out Sephiroth's whereabouts, like us. They weren't very successful, though.", I finished quietly.

"Have you informed Remi-chan?", asked Tifa.

"Not yet. I will when she comes to.", I said to her, & stood up. "Thank you for dinner. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to my room.".

I got a glass of water for Remi & walked quickly to her/my room. I set the glass on the shelf next to her bed & sat next to her on the edge of the bed.

She was curled up on her side, holding her stomach. She had a pained expression her face, like she was having a nightmare, which she probably was. Ever since she was seventeen years old, when her parents were murdered by her uncle, right in front of her.

I touched her face lightly & brushed some hair away from her face. To my surprise, her faced relaxed to the point where she looked peaceful. As if she were a normal, seventeen year old girl without a care in the world. I my expression softened slightly. I made her dream a little more bearable.

I sighed & pulled away. I needed to stop doing this. I'm her protector, & that's it. I follow her orders, & only hers. I obey & respect everything that comes from her mouth. I am hers, & no one else. Hers.

I stood up & began toward the door. I glanced back at her once more & saw that her face became pained again, but it looked worse. I sighed again, knowing that I truly wanted to go back & wake her up, comfort her, make her happy. But I didn't.

"Sweet dreams...", I whispered half-heartedly.