The last thing that he remembered was defeating Sephiroth and being absorbed by the hot light. He looked around the field again, now on a new train of thought.
Is this heaven?
The vision of hot light flashed in his mind. Yuffie! She was there with him! Could it be that she was in this mysterious place as well?
He was too deep in thought, she was too blinded by tears, but whether who's fault it was, the two collided.
Vincent looked down at the person he had just bumped into. She looked to be around Yuffie's age.
There I go again. I keep thinking about her...
"Excuse me, miss?"
Vincent laid a hand on the stranger's arm.
"Baka! Let me go!" She screamed and backed away from him. She reached for her kunai, to only find that she didn't have them.
Suddenly a metal clasped her arm, and she looked down to see a metal claw.
Her eyes widened in fear. Misao looked into the crimson eyes of the stranger in shock. "What the hell are you?"
"Ano...where have you been? You're in Kyoto."
'Kyoto? I never heard of such a place before.' Vincent thought as he watched the girl shuffle her feet. "Thank you, miss-"
"Misao. Makimachi Misao. Nice to meet you Vincent."
Misao stared at his crimson eyes, they were enchanting just like Aoshi's icy ones. Aoshi...this person reminded her of the man she loved.
"Miss Makimachi..."
"Misao. Call me Misao." She muttered as the tears came again.
"Why are you crying?" Vincent asked. 'Why am I so interested in this girl? Is it because she reminds me so much of Yuffie?'
"Mei-du-ga-ru?" That word was not familiar to her. Misao shook her head in confusion. "I've never heard of that place before. Sorry- can't help you."
Vincent's shoulders sunk. Now what was he supposed to do? Not heard of Midgar?! Who
HASN'T heard of Midgar. "Please, can you help me?"
"Thank you."
"Your welcome." Misao smiled and turned to lead Vincent to the Aoiya.
tears threatened to spill again, but Misao repressed them. Keep that smile on your face
Makimachi.
She turned to see Vincent studying her. She blushed involuntarily. What is he looking
at?
Misao, meanwhile was thinking about Aoshi. How could he do that to me? And who the hell was that
girl?!
Each deep in thought, did not notice that it had began to rain.
Misao shivered, suddenly noticing the rain. Brr.. I should have brought an
umbrella.
Suddenly something was draped around her shoulder, and she felt the silky material around her bare arms and legs. She looked up
surprised to see Vincent had taken off his cape and had offered it to her.
"You were cold, and hardly covered." He said impassively.
"Arigatou." Misao smiled, and soon they neared the gates of the Aoiya. Misao pushed through the gates, only to come face to face with Aoshi and that girl.
"Aoshi-sama!" Misao gasped.
"Vincent!" Yuffie yelled. "Vincent! What the hell are you doing here?! And whit HER?"
Vincent blinked to his companion, who was now wearing his red cape. He could sense Yuffie's jealousy filling her brown eyes as she scowled at Misao. "Who are YOU anyway?
And what are you doing with Vincent?!"
"I was just about to ask you the same thing, hussy!" Misao hissed back, sticking her
tongue out at Yuffie.
Two cold voices spoke together. "Yuffie." She froze and looked back and forth between Vincent and, the newly met, Aoshi. Their voices, were.... the same?
Misao also noticed the similarity and froze. What was going on here? How could-
The world suddenly grew dark and hazy. Misao's legs began to give out from under her. Vincent quickly
maneuvered to catch her, only seconds before Aoshi could move his arm. Aoshi looked to the stranger, a flame of anger burning in his eyes.
