Apartment 102

Mr. Perfect

As usual, it promptly took Vincent a full week to face me again after our sexual encounter. Once again, it was him that took it all the way. However the week of silence had past now and I had just received a text that said to meet him outside in five minutes. It was Thursday night at around midnight so I was already dressed in my pajamas. I took my hair down and ran my fingers through it a few times to get the tangles out. As soon as I heard a door shutting from outside, I quickly opened my door.

Vincent was already heading to the couches. Nowadays the only times we sat on these couches out here were to have talks. I sat across from him on the other couch and waited for him to speak.

"So…what did you want to talk about?" I asked after I was tired of waiting for him to say something. He glanced at me for a second then sighed loudly.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly. "For…taking you that way…without even asking if that's what you…had intended to do…or…" He looked down at his pale hands that were in his lap. Both of them were uncovered for once. He wasn't even wearing his headband, but this only allowed for more hair to cover his face so it wasn't like I was seeing any more of him. "You were just so…and it's been so long since I've…that I lost control. I hope you can forgive me."

I wanted so badly to laugh at how Vincent avoided saying all the intimate words. I did let an eye roll slip, but saved the laughter. That would probably piss him off and send him back into his dark apartment where he had probably spent the week brooding.

"It's ok Vincent. You're my boyfriend right? Although religiously it would be better to wait until marriage, but I've already ruined that for myself by sleeping with Trace so it's not like you took my innocence or anything." I said hoping it would make him feel less guilty even though he really had nothing to be guilty about. Since I've known Vincent I've realized it doesn't take much to send this man on a 100 mile guilt trip.

"That's…another thing I wanted to speak with you about. I don't know if I can handle that anymore. Especially if you are leaving in ten and a half months." Wow did he have a countdown going on?

I stood from the couch I was seated on and sat beside Vincent. I looped my arm around his and grabbed his hand. "I'll come back and visit." He smiled slightly.

"What if I let myself fall in love with you and you find someone else in California?" He leaned against me and rested his head against mine. How did he know I was going to California? I didn't tell him that.

"How did you know that's where I was going?" I asked him.

"Rena called me yesterday. I talked with her for quite awhile about you. Since you're telling her everything I thought I may as well." He slipped his hand out of mine and wrapped his arm around me.

"What?!" I pulled away from him.

He chuckled. "She told me pretty much everything you've ever said about me. How you were so scared of me at first because she told you I had glowing red eyes and a claw for a hand…" He said slowly while pulling me back closer to him.

"I'm killing her." I tried to leave the couch but Vincent grabbed me by the waist and pulled me down into his lap.

"You didn't answer my question."

"Oh yeah…about finding another man in California? That's not going to happen. You're my Mr. Perfect. Minus the lack of communication sometimes. And minus the guilt trips. I mean I appreciated you actually caring about whether or not you crossed the line with me, but damn dude you can't keep running off for a week after every little mistake you make. And it wasn't even a mistake, I was enjoying that. Though you were a little rough." I giggled. He tried to hide his blush behind his hair but it wasn't working. I could see it even in the dim moonlight. I kissed his rosy cheek and nuzzled into his neck.

"Are you going to fall in love with me?" I whispered to him.

"We'll see." He whispered back before kissing my cheek. "I'm sorry again for taking advantage of you."

"It's ok. I don't mind be taken advantage of by you." I smiled at him. "Only you have that privilege."

"That's how it better be. If I find out anyone else has, I will put three bullets straight through their imbecilic brains." He showed a rare grin before pressing his lips against mine in a brief, but tender kiss.

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Once again, after a little bit of communication things were back to normal. Except for the fact I was no longer speaking to Rena. I couldn't believe all the stuff she told Vincent. And when I asked her about it she had the nerve to lie to me and tell me she hadn't said anything to him. I know Vincent wouldn't lie to me.

Also I had been getting weird phone calls from a strange number. Every time I would answer I would here a few breaths then the person would hang up. It wasn't even that creepy because they would always call in broad daylight. I didn't even want to tell Vincent about it because he would probably go crazy and shoot every person in the city.

Tonight after I got home from class Vincent was sitting in the kitchen shirtless eating a cake I had made a few days ago.

"Hey sexy." I said receiving an eye roll from him. "You shouldn't sit around shirtless if you don't want me to comment." I walked around him and planted a kiss right on his special spot on his neck. Vincent stood up and pushed his plate away from him almost in a way that made me think he was pissed off. But as soon as he started kissing me I found out otherwise.

"You have my permission this time to…" I couldn't even finish my sentence without letting out a moan as his hands travelled down my back and grabbed my hips, pulling them against his so I could feel just how into the moment he was. Yume whined and put her face into her pink pillow. I guess she didn't enjoy watching mommy and daddy nearly gettin in on right there in the kitchen a few feet away from her cage. The next disturbance was my phone ringing. I didn't want to ignore it because it could be important.

"Go ahead…we should stop now before I lose control again." Vincent sighed as he pulled himself away from me almost regretfully. I caught a glimpse at his pants and saw he had pitched quite the large tent there.

"Hello?" I answered.

"If I can't have you, no one will. Especially not that monster." With that the person who I could now identify as Trace, hung up.

"What's wrong?" Vincent asked walking into the living room with a hand over his crotch.

"That was Trace. He just said that if he can't have me, no one will. Especially not you." I said softly. For some reason I had a really bad feeling. I mean I shouldn't even be worried, Vincent can't die. What could Trace do? He wouldn't hurt me would he?

"Where is he? I'll put an end to him." Vincent said nonchalantly. "If he lays a hand on you I will make sure his death is more painful." He scooped me up in his arms.

I laughed. "You are a cold blooded murderer."

"But you love me." He said looking down at me with a raised eyebrow as if asking me to confirm.

I quickly nodded. "That's right, I do."

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Before I knew it a couple of weeks passed by and it was now Halloween. I bought a naughty little police officer costume to wear to Rena's Halloween party. Vincent surprisingly agreed to go with me dressed as none other than a vampire. We even bought him some fake fangs, and a bottle of fake blood. He wore a black suit with a red tie and his red cloak. He even wore his claw.

"Where did you even get such a thing?" I asked him as I walked into the living room where he sat waiting for me to get ready. I put my police hat on and hooked a pair of handcuffs to my belt.

"I stole it from Hojo's lab because it looked cool." He said seriously while looking down at it and spreading out the golden fingers.

I laughed out loud and put on my high heeled black shoes. I stood, wobbling a little then took a lap around the apartment to get used to them. Vincent just shook his head at me.

"Can we leave already? I want to get this night over with. The only reason I am going with you is to make sure you aren't drinking. You are not twenty-one, young lady." He said pointing his finger at me. I rolled my eyes. Oh great… Vincent's going to act like my baby sitter all night.

We left my apartment at around eight and arrived at Rena's place at eight thirty. I'm surprised her parent's haven't found out about any of these wild parties she had been hosting while they were out. Tons of people were already there so Vincent had to park like a forth of a mile away from the place.

As we walked up the long gravel road other people were doing the same. A few guys let out some pretty obscene cat calls and Vincent instantly took my hand in his and pulled me closer to him. "That's another reason why I came."

"Well Vincent, I want you to know that even if you weren't here I would have totally ignored them. I love you and would never ever do anything that I even think would hurt you." I said tightening the grip on his hand. He took his hand out of mine and threw his arm around me as we continued to walk.

Once we finally arrived at the place I thought Vincent was going to faint. There were hundreds of people there. We could hardly walk through the front door. Some of the costumes were very scary actually. People kept coming out of dark corners and jumping out as if this were some kind of haunted house. If Vincent had brought his gun he'd probably have already shot fifty people. Some slutty chick dressed as a nurse had the nerve to touch him and ask if he wanted a drink. Vincent declined not so politely and told her to get lost.

"Good boy." I said patting his shoulder. He smirked at me before bending down putting his lips near my ear so I could hear him over the loud music.

"You're the only female in here that tempts me even in the slightest manner." He smiled down at me and lead me through the crowd of people until we were outside by the pool. It was freezing outside so there was not a soul in the pool, but at least it was less crowded out here.

"Amaya! Hey girl! Oh Vincent you came!" Rena said. In these past weeks we had gotten over our little conflict about her telling Vincent everything I said. She then reached behind her on a table and handed me a drink. Vincent quickly intervened and took the drink himself.

"She's not drinking tonight." He said as she reached for another glass.

"Why? Amaya you're not going to let him boss you around are you? How are we supposed to have a good time!?" she said patting my shoulder then glaring up at him.

Vincent kept his eyes on me. I looked down. "I'm staying sober tonight, Rena…"

"Girl, he's already got you whipped." She said taking her drink and moving on to the next group of people standing near us.

"Good girl." Vincent muttered to me. He sat the glass he took from me back on the tray and quickly claimed a stretched out lawn chair by the pool. He pulled me into his lap and we sat there watching everyone else have a good time. But honestly, I couldn't complain. I had what I wanted right here.

On the way back to the car I grabbed Vincent's arms and put him in handcuffs again. "Sir, you're under arrest."

Vincent's hands glowed red for a second then he jerked them apart breaking the metal handcuffs for the second time. Wow so he really could use Chaos's power anytime he wanted.

"Catch me if you can." He said breaking out into a run towards his black car that was nearly hidden by the shadows of the trees near it. I couldn't run after him in my heels so he got away. He even had enough time to get into the car, start it, and drive a few feet towards me.

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The next day at college was just as I expected. I listened to Rena as she lectured me about letting a guy take control of me. Trace had done the same thing at first and we nearly ended our friendship.

"Rena…I just want Vincent to trust me, ok?"

"How so?"

"Never mind, I can't even tell you because you'll just run back and tell him." I stood up and carried my lunch tray to the trash can and headed off to the next class early. I sat in the empty classroom for a good ten minutes before students started showing up. In those ten minutes my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered

"You've got three days to…"

"Trace if you come near me ever again I'll make sure Vincent kills you!" I hung up quickly before he could say anything else. The students that walked in all gave me the weirdest looks, but I didn't care. There was only one thing that I cared about right now and that was Vincent. My Mr. Perfect.