Blind Love, Chapter 11: "And They Lived Happily Ever
After… What?
"WHERE THE
&%^# WERE YOU?!?!?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WE WORRIED???"
Vincent cringed in his seat.
"You should of called! We were worried
sick!!"
"YOU SHOULD BE GLAD THAT WE'RE NOT GROUNDING
YOUR SORRY @$$!!!!"
"I'm… Sorry." Was all Vincent said.
Cid finally calmed down a little. Panting hard
and still fuming.
"You said you'll be back by 11- Do you know what
time is it now?? Huh?" He pointed accusingly at the clock behind him on the
wall.
"12:49?" He asked timidly.
"YOU bet it is! Me and Shera were about
to go look for you!"
Here Shera added her voice, peeking above Cid's
shoulder,
"We called everywhere, looking for
you!"
"Next time, mister," Cid waved his finger in
front of Vincent's face, causing the later crossed-eyes for a moment, "We
won't let you leave the house without your PHS, got it??"
Vincent pressed his back to the chair, trying to
edge away from Cid and Shera's fury.
"Ummm…" He mumbled, trying to change the
subject, "What ended up with you two?"
Obviously, that wasn't the right thing to say at
the moment. Shera and Cid glared at him with murder in their eyes with the
remainder of the incident.
Vincent gulped nervously.
"You wanna know what happened, huh??" Cid
shouted, waving his finger in front of Vincent's face again, "You and your big
mouth! Ya lousy vampire!"
Cid then wrapped one hand around Shera's waist,
pulling her very close to him and kissed her on the lips
passionately.
When they finally separated, Cid regarded
Vincent again,
"That's what happened, you snitching
weirdo!"
Shera was left somewhat breathless, but very
happy.
Vincent nodded his head and then said in feign
casualty,
"Yeah, that's more or less what happened with me
and Elena…" He cleaned his fingernails on his shirt and watched them as if they
were really interesting.
Cid gaped at him, blinking in astonishment. Then
he pounced on Vincent playfully, grabbing his head under his arm as if choking
him, but he did something worse; a nuggy.
Vincent laughed as he protested and tried to
break loose.
Eventually Vincent and Cid were fighting and laughing.
Shera, who had finally caught her breath, sighed
and moved back so she won't be caught in the game,
"Men…"
Next morning, Vincent decided to surprise
Elena.
He reached the sixth floor by the stairs again,
panting. He adjusted his clothing and checked that his surprise had survived the
ascent. It was fine.
Elena cautiously entered the elevator, being
wary not to slip with her rollerblades. She checked that her groceries were
intact after her hasty 'driving'.
Vincent pressed the door bell, hiding the humble
buque behind his back.
Elena pressed the elevator button, and when it
arrived at her floor, she pushed the wall with her free hand and zoomed into the
corridor as she always did.
Vincent heard the elevator stop, but until he
turned his head to check, Elena was half way towards him.
He had the agility to jump aside, but the only
side there was, were the stairs to his right.
Elena crashed into him forcefully.
They both 'oofed' as vegetables and flowers flew
to the air.
Thump
Crash
Conk
Tumble
Thud.
When it was all finished, Elena was alone on her
behind in front of her apartment.
Disconcerted, she looked around until she
spotted two pointy boots peaking from the stair's direction. She inhaled sharply
and hastily took off her roller blades. When she finally pulled them off, she
hurried to Vincent's side.
Vincent was spread across the stairs, his head
on the platform between the stairs columns, and his feet all the way up the
stairs, pointing one step from the sixth floor.
He had fallen about seven steps, all of which
were now mostly smashed as his claw crashed against them, breaking the polished
wood easily with it's mass.
"Vincent…" Elena sat down beside him, not
knowing what to do. Her face was worried and her heart beats racing.
He did not respond. His eyes were lightly
closed, his claw resting by his head and his other arm laying by his side,
twisted in an unnatural position.
"Vincent!" She cried in worry.
Reno's head peeked from the apartment
door.
Elena gingerly picked Vincent's head in one
hand, placing her other hand on his chest, feeling that his heart was still
beating.
His eyes flickered and then opened.
She sighed with relief.
He looked up at her and smiled,
"You okey?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes and nodded her
head.
"Can you get up at all?"
He nodded and attempted to get up, but a fierce
pain in his normal hand made him gasp in pain.
Elena bent over him with concern.
"I'm so sorry, Vince…" She mumbled as they were
sitting at the hospital, the doctor examining Vincent's broken arm.
"It's okey." He assured her, "But… What do you
say if we think about moving to a place of our own…? I don't think your house
likes me…"
Elena blushed and nodded, "Every time you came
over you got hit or mangled in one way or the other…"
Vincent smiled at her.
"Okey." The doctor returned with the x-ray
results. He addressed them both,
"You arm is definitely broken," He sat across of
Vincent and gently placed the broken arm on the table, "I'm going to set your
hand, okey? This is really going to hurt, so…"
He produced a syringe filled with a tranquilizer
from a cabinet and checked it, "I'm just going to tranquilize the arm
and-"
"No!"
Elena and the doctor looked at Vincent oddly
after he exclaimed his protest so fiercely. He was sitting up straight in his
seat, his face full of dread and his eyes fixed on the syringe,
"No…" He said, his voice forced and strain, "No
needles… Please."
The doctor looked at him from the corner of his
eyes,
"It's just one little shot… It's hardly going to
hurt compared to setting your arm without an anesthetic…"
"No." Vincent repeated, shaking his head,
gulping hard and not taking his eyes off the instrument in the doctor's hand,
"No more needles… Please."
The doctor looked sideways at Elena, who could
simply smile sheepishly. She, as well, did not understand Vincent's extreme
reaction to the shot.
The doctor shrugged and got up,
"Well, then," He said, getting ready, "This, Mr.
Valentine, is going to hurt."
"Wow." Elena said, licking a lollipop that
Vincent got from the doctor after the setting, " You didn't even
flinch!"
Vincent grumbled, "I've seen worse." He said
darkly. His normal hand was in a cast and a sling. His eyes were fixed on the
ground as they walked to the car at the hospital's parking lot.
"…Don't think… that was kainda… silly of you,
though?" Elena cautiously asked him, unlocking the car and getting in, "I mean,
I was scared of needles when I was little but…" she glanced at him and froze. He
was looking at her with such cold and pained eyes, it sent a shiver down her
spine.
She was unable to look away a while. Eventually
she asked,
"Their's something I don't know,
right?"
Vincent looked out of the window as she silently
started the car and drove out of the parking lot.
He said,
"You said you read my file."
"I did."
"Do you remember what happens in the end of the
file?"
She was silent a moment,
"…Lucrecia died…"
His gaze was still fixed on the passing view as
he said coldly,
"Did it say what happened to me?"
Elena blinked in surprise. It indeed did not
mention what had happened to Vincent himself when Lucrecia died.
"You wanted to know why I'm 67 years old… back
then at the Gold Saucer…?"
"I thought you were kidding…" She
mumbled.
This drive home turned to be very
gloomy.
He started to tell her very vaguely what had
happened, memories flashing in front of his eyes. He told her briefly about the
'experiments' for the very thought of them made him feel weak. All his story was
told with all emotion deprived from his voice. Elena could hear the pain in it,
though.
A very gloomy ride indeed.
Near the end of the story, a mere five minutes
later, Elena stopped the car at the side of the road. She leaned her head on the
wheel, emotionaly drained by his story.
He looked at her, silence taking the place of
his chilling story. He reverted his eyes to his lap. He did not mean to whine or
feel sorry for himself, but his tongue simply turned loose while he was with
Elena.
"…I'm sorry." He said.
"For what?" She did not lift her
head.
"I… Did not mean to tell you all
this…"
She finally raised her head, and Vincent ignored
the pressure mark on her forehead,
"Why not?" Her eyes drilled into his, and he had
to look away. He absently passed his claw in his hair. He starred far into the
grass fields that stretched out in every direction,
"I never meant to blabber."
Elena laughed,
"Blabber? You hardly told me
anything."
He looked back to his lap. For him, he was
seeing everything again. He told her everything briefly, but for him it was long
as eternity.
Elena watched his solemn profile, leaning back
in the driver's seat.
He told her the facts alone;
Hojo hated him, 'experimented' on him and locked
him up.
What she wanted to know was what he felt,
what was it like for him.
She suspected strongly that when he said
'experiment', he meant… torture.
As odd as it sounded, she was curious what it
must of feel like.
Dreadful.
By how does the mind cope with such an
ordeal?
She understood now that he must be traumatized.
It must be weird.
Then she noticed that he was looking back at her
while she was pondering all these things. She blushed, as if she feared he saw
what she was thinking and she looked away to her side. He looked back to his
lap.
"It's getting dark." He said in a steady voice,
then he added, just as plainly, "Here- For you."
She turned to him in surprise, and saw that he
was holding a red rose to her in his claw.
It was rather crumpled.
"This is why I came by your house in the first
place…" He was still looking at his lap, and he was quite blushed.
She smiled happily and took the rose. She smiled
a big smile at Vincent, one that made her eyes little happy slits. He lifted his
head, looked at her, and smiled as well.
He then sighed, pushing past thoughts to the
side of his mind. Here he was, with a beautiful woman who actually loved
him, and there was no more Hojo, or ever will be.
He smiled back to her.
"You're leaving me??"
"I must."
"After all we shared together? After
everything??"
"Cid! Cut it out! All me Elena are doing is
moving to our own house, don't make such a drama out of it!"
Cid pouted.
Vincent shook his head in dismay,
"Listen, Cid, you and Shera- now that you two
are together at last- will want your privacy, and I'll only be in your way.
Besides, I'm sure me and Elena will want our privacy as well." Vincent placed
his claw on Cid's shoulder and continued,
"You're my best friend, and we'll move to
somewhere near. I have enjoyed your hospitality for a long time, and it's time I
set out on my own."
Cid smiled back at him,
"I understand." He said, placing his hand on
Vincent's shoulder as well.
Reno sniffed his nose. Elena's departure had
struck his very core…
"Our Elena's all grown up and moving out…" He
sobbed. Rude silently offered him his handkerchief, which he took and blew his
nose noisily.
"But first," Elena smiled mischievously as she
stood by the stereo, "Some music!"
Vincent saw the disc cover in her hand as she
pressed the 'play'.
"No!"
She burst out with laughter as the tango came
up.
Vincent grind his teeth and squeezed his eyes
shut. His mind was screaming 'Tangotangotango!!!', yet Vincent would not
yield. He would be stronger than this. He was in full cont-
His eyes flashed open as something wrapped
itself around his waist and pulled him.
Elena flung her jacket away dramatically, a rose
in her mouth.
Even with a broken arm, they danced the
Tango.
Shera watched them contently.
Then without warning, Cid came behind her and
pulled her with him to dance. He didn't really dance the Tango, but they still
danced.
Reno watched them a moment, shrugged and invited
Rude to dance with him. Rude silently smacked him on the top of the
head.
Night, and the music purred out of the Highwind
house down the street of Rocket Town. And everyone in that household was
happy,
Even for a little while.
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