-Chapter 4-
She watched his soft movements, slowly but surely. Yuffie had somehow caught herself off guard. Just to think, that a girl like herself would admire the Vincent Valentine in that such of a way. His crimson red eyes, seemed so distant, he hadn't once glanced or made any sign of life for the past minutes. It was awkward, Yuffie thought, pulling up her knees against her chest. She breathed in heavily, as her soft eyes gazed at him.
"This sucks...," the young girl uttered, as her eyes slowly trailed off into its own direction. Purposely avoiding Vincent's gaze. He turned to her, one arm resting against his knee. His long velvety black hair, waved gently along with the cool air that swept by them.
He hesitated, as he stared, emotionless, at Yuffie, "Reason....." She shook her head, as her fingers began to dance across the soft dirt, encarving letters into it.
"Everything...," Yuffie uttered, as she began to feel herself tear up only once again. But she held it back, she knew she was much stronger than that, "...It's just that....so many people expect so much from me......" Vincent's eyes studied the young girl's expression, as he had endless thoughts streaming through his mind. For a second, he believe he saw Lucrecia in the young girl. A resemblance, perhaps.
She forced a smile, as her eyes slowly met his, "Strange," she began, "How you don't even seem to listen to me.....but it's okay...." Vincent hesitated, as his eyes slowly turned away, onto the starry skies. He hadn't at all recalled this sudden change in the always witty Yuffie.
His expression laid frail, as his deep voice played a hollow tune against the silence, "Sometimes, what people expect, isn't always what they're going to get." Yuffie paused, as she stared hard at him, thousands of unsaid words that wanted to come out. She waited, as he continued, "That's just life...even if you expect so much from one person...How do you know, for a fact, that that's what you'll receive. What if you don't get what you want? Everything changes...even people...."
The young girl bit her bottom lip, as she felt a breath of cool air sweep passed her, sending chills down her spine. She slowly held tightly onto herself, as she stared up at the night sky.
"What do you plan to do now?" she questioned, suddenly. Vincent's gaze, stared far from fetch. He seemed to be talking to himself, most of the time.
"What is there to do?" he uttered, his crimson eyes burning, "As much as you love her....the things you swore to her....and she goes off with another lover. But it was my fault...." Vincent's eyes burned heavily, as his gaze suddenly fell onto Yuffie. Her eyes nearly bulged out, as she noticed the angered expression on the man's pale face.
Vincent quickly stood up, shaking his head, as his eyes glowed with the dying flames of the small bon fire. "Why the hell did I do that? I killed her...I KILLED HER. Her death was involving me...." Yuffie's eyes slowly followed him, as his gaze fell upon her own. She slowly stood up, staring up at the hovering man. His once, expressionless features, tightened with anger.
She let out a sharp scream, as she felt his hands tightening around her tiny wrists. Her brown eyes stared up into his crimson eyes. Vincent's grip suddenly tightened, as he pulled Yuffie against him, roughly.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!?!" Yuffie shouted out, as her voice rang out loudly. Not a bit showing of her fear. She was more confused than afraid, "Are you like losing it???" She quickly began to pull away, as his hands tightened harder, brushing up against her soft skin.
"I killed you....aren't you afraid of me???" he questioned, his voice shrill. Yuffie's eyes widened, as she stared up at him filled with confusion. "I KILLED YOU...." Vincent repeated, his eyes slowly softening.
"You're cracking up! Get a hold of yourself!" the young girl shouted out, demandingly. She was too confused to wonder what was wrong with him anymore. Vincent's hand slowly let go of her wrist, as he took a couple steps back. Yuffie hesitated, as she took a grip of her right hand. She hadn't at all realized, until now, the pain.
His crimson eyes seemed to fade off, along with the burning flames. He slowly sat down, as his elbows rested on his knees, his head tilted downwards. Yuffie paused, as she stared blankly at the man before her. What happened to you, Vincent? She thought, as she noticed his hands pressing against his face slowly.
"Vincent...," she uttered, as she took a few steps towards the sitting body. His eyes quickly gazed up, not the same burning crimson eyes of before. Instead, they showed more sensitivity, calmness...sadness. Yuffie took in a deep breath, as for the first time, she had gazed into his beautiful eyes so deeply. He sat there, his black hair falling heavily over his crimson eyes.
".....are you okay?" She questioned, interrupting the silence that fell between them. The young woman faltered, as she watched the man begin to shiver, continuously. His eyes watering, when she finally began to realize that he was crying. Yuffie hesitated, why was he crying? Of all people....Vincent crying? So many thoughts entered and exited her mind at that very same moment.
His eyes gazed away, as his head hung over, staring down. She slowly stepped up to him, as she kneeled down. Yuffie bit her bottom lip, forgetting her own pain, as her small hands slowly reached around his neck. Soon tightening, as she held his trembling body close. Vincent hadn't at all made an attempt to move, he sat there, not an ounce of thought in his mind.
