The Child of Our Flesh

Unwanted

I looked down at the ring Vincent had bought me as I sat on the couch eating. He was in the kitchen doing dishes and talking to Priya. Well it really just seemed like Priya was bugging him.

"So you're gonna marry my mommy?" I heard her ask.

"Yes." He replied. I smiled and looked up at the TV. A million and one questions followed that one all of which Vincent answered with a yes or no. He answered a few times with an 'I don't know'. I decided to end his misery by walking into the kitchen and giving Priya a loving pat on her head that instantly turned her attention off of Vincent.

"When's my brother coming?" Priya asked touching my stomach. I smiled down at her.

"He'll be here before you know it."I said. Vincent turned to me and looked down at my stomach. He didn't smile or anything. Over the past few days he'd been pretty much ignoring the fact that I was having a baby.

Priya hopped off the chair she was sitting in and ran off to her bedroom. I snuck up behind Vincent and wrapped my arms around him pressing my face into his silky hair. I'm gonna start making him buy his own shampoo, its not healthy for a man of his presence to be walking around smelling like fruits and flowers. I held on to him for nearly five minutes before he turned around and hugged me. He touched me with his wet soapy hands, wetting the back of my shirt.

"Was dinner good?" he asked. Vincent was actually a pretty good cook. His only problem was forgetting to set the timer on the oven then going off into his distant world and letting the food burn. But tonight's dinner was perfect.

"Of course." I smiled at him. He bent down and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips. I untied the red apron he was wearing and took it off of him. He wore a black T-shirt and black shorts underneath. Another habit I've seen of Vincent's is him wearing his pajamas for days straight. I have to keep reminding him that it's OK to change clothes every once in a while. He claims it's wasteful to do that if he hadn't done anything to get them dirty. "How long have you been wearing these?"

He shrugged and pulled away from me. "What are you doing tomorrow?"

"I have a doctor's appointment. Are you going to go with me this time? The assistant keeps asking me where the father is."

Vincent turned away from me and sighed. "If you want me to, I'll go…"

"I want you to want to go."

"Vinaya you know how I feel about this situation." Hearing this made me sigh. He walked away from me and went to sit in the living room. He usually chose to sit in the new recliner that we bought together, but Phoebe was curled up there and he would never dare to touch her. So he sat down on the couch.

I scooped up Phoebe and scratched her head gently giving Vincent a pouty face. Vincent glared at the cat. "Vinaya, don't bring that thing near me." He said as I sat down beside him with her in my arms.

"Vinnie…" I held Phoebe's paws up to make it seem like it was her talking. Vincent looked at me as if I were stupid.

"Vin vin…" I poked my lip out at him. He growled at the cat causing her to jump up and run away, tail puffed out and all.

"Don't call me that. Vinnie is bad enough." He said picking up the remote and turning over to a local new station. I sighed loudly.

"I was watching that."

"Oh forgive me." He said quickly changing back to the reality TV show I was watching. We sat there silently watching TV. Vincent was obviously not interested as he fell asleep ten minutes into watching it.

◊ Vincent's POV ◊

I stared up at the ceiling unable to sleep. Vinaya was curled up against me with her head resting on my shoulder. I did not want to go to that doctor's appointment tomorrow. I didn't want to see the baby…chaos. During my nap on the couch earlier I had a horrible dream that I looked up at the screen expecting to see my child in Vinaya's womb, but instead I saw Chaos's face. Vinaya moaned softly and snuggled up closer to me. I brought my arm from up behind my head down around her shoulder pulling her closer. I love her… I'd do anything for her… why couldn't she do that one thing for me?

I couldn't stop myself from thinking about how much I did not want this child. Finally, after hours of lying there restlessly, I fell asleep.

◊ Vinaya's POV ◊

"Vincent get up! You're gonna make me late!" I yelled for the third time. Vincent just looked at me from the bed. He did look tired, but that was no excuse. He told me he'd go with me to the doctor.

He groaned and rolled over so I couldn't see his face. "I'm…sick…"

I sighed loudly and slammed my deodorant down on the dresser after applying it. I cursed upon seeing white lines on my black long sleeved shirt. "Fine!"

Vincent didn't move or say anything else as I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. It was a Saturday so Priya was home. She had just eaten breakfast and was watching her morning cartoons in the living room with Phoebe curled up next to her.

"You can stay here with Vincent. I have to go to the doctor, ok sweetie." I said as I picked up my purse from the coffee table.

"Ok." She said. I honestly don't think she heard a word I said as her eyes never left the TV screen. I grabbed the key to the flight car and was off.

The doctors appointment when very well as always. I hadn't even had reports this good while being pregnant with Priya. After the appointment I had to stop by Tifa's. I was still too pissed to face Vincent at the moment and didn't want to say anything that I didn't mean. Her and Cloud seemed to be doing extremely well. Even was even full of smiles and laughs which isn't really like him. Tifa was back to her normal bubbly happy self. They were having a little girl.

◊ Vincent's POV ◊

I felt bad for not going with Vinaya, and I knew she was very angry with me, but there was nothing I could do about it. I sat in the living room watching cartoons with Priya for the longest time. I began to worry when Vinaya didn't come back after three hours. Her doctor's appointments were usually pretty fast. I called her cell phone.

"Hello?" she answered after the first ring.

"Vinaya, are you ok? Where are you?"

"Is mommy ok?" Priya hopped up in my lap, surprising me. I nodded at her.

"I'm at Tifa's. I'll be home in a little bit."

"Ok…"

"Bye." She hung up. I closed my cell phone and tossed it at the coffee table, missing by a few inches. That creature these people call their pet pounced on it as soon as it hit the floor. Priya giggled and jumped down to the floor. She pushed my cell phone across the floor making the cat chase after it. Their game was quite amusing for a while. I even found myself letting a few chuckles slip.

Vinaya came through the door and tossed her purse carelessly on the coffee table. She passed by me without even saying a word or giving me a glance. I sighed as I stood up and followed her to her bedroom. I knew it was apology time again.

"Vinaya…" I started as I reached out to grab her wrist. She fiercely jerked it away and glared at me.

"Don't Vinaya me. You promised you'd go! You're a liar and I hate you!"

"You don't mean that…" I said forcefully snatching her up in an embrace. She tried to pull away but I was too strong for her. I chuckled softly as I pushed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, pinning her once again.

"Its not funny." She said. I could already see her fighting off a smile as I gently kissed her neck.

"I know… I'm sorry." I brought my lips to hers. I felt her muscles relax and I no longer had to hold her down. I moaned softly as I felt her soft hand slip up my shirt and caress my back.

"It's not fair." She said suddenly.

"What's not fair, my lovely fiancé."

She smiled upon hearing her title. "I can't stay mad at you. It's not fair."

I chuckled and kissed her deeper.

◊ Vinaya's POV ◊

Vincent and I lay naked under the sheets. His head was turned towards me, I assumed he was looking at me, but I was staring up at the ceiling. I can't stay mad at him, but I should. He still doesn't want this baby, it's obvious. I then decided to call him out on the lie he told earlier.

"You're not sick, you dummy." I turned my head and looked at him. He brought a hand to his mouth and coughed a few times.

"I am so."

"Are not."

"Am so"

"Are not, liar."

"Ok. I did lie about being sick. The truth is I had a nightmare about going there with you."

"Vincent I think you need to realize there's a difference between dreams and reality. You can't keep acting off of these nightmares you have."

"My nightmares are very real, Vinaya." He looked at me seriously. Even though it was really hard to take him serious with his hair sticking out wildly all over the place. I sighed and looked away from him. I then decided it would be a good idea to get dressed before Priya came in here. Vincent didn't seem to give a damn as he laid there naked under the covers watching me get dressed. I left my room to go see what Priya was doing. She was in her room playing with her doll house and listening to her CD player.

"You want a snack or something, sweetie?" I asked as I stood in her doorway. She nodded eagerly. I grinned back at her and went to the kitchen to start making her favorite sugar cookies.