A/N: Back by popular demand - another chapter of Something Missing. This
time, however, the story is called 'Within The Heart'. I don't know if
I'll carry on with this fic for much longer. I'm mostly writing originals
and a couple of FF8 ones at the moment, tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: Same old, same old - I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or any of its characters. I do, however, own my characters Geana Moralena and Jin Jus.
"Are we there yet?" Geana asked again.
"No, we won't be there for a while," replied Jin, yawning. The car purred down the long road at a slow speed. The rain poured down and in the darkness, Jin could see nothing. Geana brushed her short brown hair from her dark eyes and lay on Jin's shoulder. Jin sank down a little in his seat, to make Geana more comfortable. He felt her smiling.
"Huaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Geana yawned, "It's so late..."
There was a worrying silence that night. The clouds covered the stars and nothing but a hazy moonlight lighted the sky. The rain was beating hard and fast on the windscreen and the heater of the old car was out. Geana pulled her sleeves over her hands and peered out the window.
Suddenly, she saw something. Another vision clouded her mind. Her pupils dilated and the colour from her cheeks disappeared. She began fitting; her limbs flying with no control all around the front seat.
"Geana! What do you see?!" Jin screamed. He slammed his foot onto the brakes and turned to face Geana. Placing both his hands on her shoulder, he tried in vain to calm her. She shook violently and her out of control hand made strong contact with Jin's face. He groaned as she stopped shaking. She began to weep.
"Nibelheim..." she remarked, "We have to go to Nibelheim..."
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"Happy Anniversary!" Yuffie screamed at the top of her lungs.
"...Yuffie?" Vincent mumbled from beneath the sheets. He sat up and looked at Yuffie. "What time is it?"
"I dunno, four?" Yuffie said. Vincent groaned again.
"Yuffie...what day is it?" Vincent asked.
"Wednesday the 20th November!" she shouted, her voice full of excitement.
"Yuffie...sweetheart...we got married in April. Today's your birthday, not our anniversary. You remember?" Vincent said, his face was now showing a grin. Yuffie sighed. She nodded and laughed a little.
"Wow," she said, "twenty-six...I feel so...old." She frowned.
The phone rang and on the second ring, when Vincent had managed to keep his eyes open, he picked it up.
"Yeah?" he said. There was a pause. "Shit...Yeah okay, I'll be right over, just give me a little while." Yuffie looked at Vincent as he pulled his hair back into a ponytail and tied it. He got up quickly and pulled on a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt.
"...Who was that?" asked Yuffie with a concerned look in her cloudy grey eyes.
"You remember Jin? His parents came to the wedding. He was just seven at the time. He's seventeen now, living in a new community outside Midgar. His girlfriend had a bad vision. He wants me to help out because I read up about these things while I was a Turk," Vincent replied.
"Oh, what kind of visions does she have?" asked Yuffie, helping Vincent gather some books and a small bag.
"Well, she sees many things. Often it's about things that will happen during the course of the day but there are some times when she sees other things. Terrible things. Things that she should never see. She's just seventeen and she sees murders and rapes, bomb explosions and car crashes. She sees people die and she can't do anything to stop it because the cops don't believe her."
"So, we're going to this place outside Midgar?" Vincent looked up from tieing his shoes.
"You're coming?"
"Of course!"
When Vincent pulled up outside the small house, he saw immeadiatly why people moved from Midgar to this small village which had yet to be named. The picturesque little cottages gave off the aura of peace and the early morning sunlight trickled through fading clouds and poured into small windows lighting up the wooden floors.
Vincent walked up to the house with the most roses in the garden, knowing how much Jin loved blue roses and knocked on the door. Jin answered, his face was tinged with a slight happiness as he saw Vincent's face. They hugged.
"Friend...how are you?" Vincent asked.
"I am well, but it's Geana that I'm worried about."
"How is she?" asked Vincent, concerned. Yuffie walked up behind Vincent and put her hands on his shoulder. He pulled her in front of him and Jin signalled for them to come inside.
The interior of the small cottage was as scenic as the outside. The evening light cast a heavenly beam over the light wooden floors and dots of dust darted around like fireflies. The fire was dimming down in the corner of the room and Geana was lying on the sofa covered by a red checkered blanket. Her eyes were closed but she twitched, sensing the people in the room.
"Jin?" she murmered, not opening her eyes. Jin walked up and stroked her lightly on the forehead. She smiled slightly.
"Vincent and his wife are here," Jin said quietly in her ear. She opened her eyes wide and pulled Jin close to her.
"His wife?" Geana said, "His wife...?" Jin cleared his throat and whispered back to her:
"I know, I know...but I didn't know what to say. She was there and I couldn't just turn her away."
"I suppose," she replied. Geana rose unsteadily to her feet and stumbled into an erect position. She walked over to the kitchen and called to her visitors.
"Would either of you like a drink or something to eat; you're journey must have been long?" Geana said, in as calm a voice as she could manage.
"No...thank you. We really only came to see you Geana. How are you feeling?" Jin offered Yuffie and Vincent a seat in front of the fire. They sat down and soaked in the warmth of the fire. The flames flickered like wild guitasist's fingers, playing a unheard melody within the hearth. Yuffie leant her head on Vincent's shoulder.
"Geana, we heard that you had a vision, then you had a bad reaction. What did you see?"
From the kitchen, the penetrating sound of a cup smashing was heard. Jin stood up and rushed into the kitchen. He brought out with him a tearful Geana. She took a seat in the armchair, clutching her knees to her chest. Her dark brown hair dropped into her weeping mahogany eyes.
"It's....it's hard to talk about," she whispered.
"We're not in a rush..." Vincent said. She perked up slightly at the encouraging remark.
"Start from the beginning," Yuffie said. Geana looked at her with wide eyes. She spoke, but in a non human voice. Geana spoke in the voice of a fading angel, full of fear and sadness.
"I...I saw the rain as it dripped on the window of the car and...and, I, well, it triggered something inside me. I...saw Vincent. He...he was crying, crying in the rain. I watched him cry for a while, but then, I saw in his mind also. There were flashes of red, blood I think, and I heard a gunshot. I couldn't tell what the gun was, but there was a number. I wrote it down when I was calm again." Geana signalled to an oak dresser on the far side of the living room. "In my mind...my mind's eye moved closer to a grave. A grave that Vincent was crying at. He knelt down and touched it. On the grave was the name....the name...." She began to cry thick tears, she could not keep her voice steady.
"What was the name Geana?" asked Yuffie.
"The name...the name was....Yuffie Kisaragi."
A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAT SUSPENSE?! Anyway, keep tuned for the next chapter. R+R PLEASE!!!!!!
Disclaimer: Same old, same old - I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or any of its characters. I do, however, own my characters Geana Moralena and Jin Jus.
"Are we there yet?" Geana asked again.
"No, we won't be there for a while," replied Jin, yawning. The car purred down the long road at a slow speed. The rain poured down and in the darkness, Jin could see nothing. Geana brushed her short brown hair from her dark eyes and lay on Jin's shoulder. Jin sank down a little in his seat, to make Geana more comfortable. He felt her smiling.
"Huaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Geana yawned, "It's so late..."
There was a worrying silence that night. The clouds covered the stars and nothing but a hazy moonlight lighted the sky. The rain was beating hard and fast on the windscreen and the heater of the old car was out. Geana pulled her sleeves over her hands and peered out the window.
Suddenly, she saw something. Another vision clouded her mind. Her pupils dilated and the colour from her cheeks disappeared. She began fitting; her limbs flying with no control all around the front seat.
"Geana! What do you see?!" Jin screamed. He slammed his foot onto the brakes and turned to face Geana. Placing both his hands on her shoulder, he tried in vain to calm her. She shook violently and her out of control hand made strong contact with Jin's face. He groaned as she stopped shaking. She began to weep.
"Nibelheim..." she remarked, "We have to go to Nibelheim..."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Happy Anniversary!" Yuffie screamed at the top of her lungs.
"...Yuffie?" Vincent mumbled from beneath the sheets. He sat up and looked at Yuffie. "What time is it?"
"I dunno, four?" Yuffie said. Vincent groaned again.
"Yuffie...what day is it?" Vincent asked.
"Wednesday the 20th November!" she shouted, her voice full of excitement.
"Yuffie...sweetheart...we got married in April. Today's your birthday, not our anniversary. You remember?" Vincent said, his face was now showing a grin. Yuffie sighed. She nodded and laughed a little.
"Wow," she said, "twenty-six...I feel so...old." She frowned.
The phone rang and on the second ring, when Vincent had managed to keep his eyes open, he picked it up.
"Yeah?" he said. There was a pause. "Shit...Yeah okay, I'll be right over, just give me a little while." Yuffie looked at Vincent as he pulled his hair back into a ponytail and tied it. He got up quickly and pulled on a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt.
"...Who was that?" asked Yuffie with a concerned look in her cloudy grey eyes.
"You remember Jin? His parents came to the wedding. He was just seven at the time. He's seventeen now, living in a new community outside Midgar. His girlfriend had a bad vision. He wants me to help out because I read up about these things while I was a Turk," Vincent replied.
"Oh, what kind of visions does she have?" asked Yuffie, helping Vincent gather some books and a small bag.
"Well, she sees many things. Often it's about things that will happen during the course of the day but there are some times when she sees other things. Terrible things. Things that she should never see. She's just seventeen and she sees murders and rapes, bomb explosions and car crashes. She sees people die and she can't do anything to stop it because the cops don't believe her."
"So, we're going to this place outside Midgar?" Vincent looked up from tieing his shoes.
"You're coming?"
"Of course!"
When Vincent pulled up outside the small house, he saw immeadiatly why people moved from Midgar to this small village which had yet to be named. The picturesque little cottages gave off the aura of peace and the early morning sunlight trickled through fading clouds and poured into small windows lighting up the wooden floors.
Vincent walked up to the house with the most roses in the garden, knowing how much Jin loved blue roses and knocked on the door. Jin answered, his face was tinged with a slight happiness as he saw Vincent's face. They hugged.
"Friend...how are you?" Vincent asked.
"I am well, but it's Geana that I'm worried about."
"How is she?" asked Vincent, concerned. Yuffie walked up behind Vincent and put her hands on his shoulder. He pulled her in front of him and Jin signalled for them to come inside.
The interior of the small cottage was as scenic as the outside. The evening light cast a heavenly beam over the light wooden floors and dots of dust darted around like fireflies. The fire was dimming down in the corner of the room and Geana was lying on the sofa covered by a red checkered blanket. Her eyes were closed but she twitched, sensing the people in the room.
"Jin?" she murmered, not opening her eyes. Jin walked up and stroked her lightly on the forehead. She smiled slightly.
"Vincent and his wife are here," Jin said quietly in her ear. She opened her eyes wide and pulled Jin close to her.
"His wife?" Geana said, "His wife...?" Jin cleared his throat and whispered back to her:
"I know, I know...but I didn't know what to say. She was there and I couldn't just turn her away."
"I suppose," she replied. Geana rose unsteadily to her feet and stumbled into an erect position. She walked over to the kitchen and called to her visitors.
"Would either of you like a drink or something to eat; you're journey must have been long?" Geana said, in as calm a voice as she could manage.
"No...thank you. We really only came to see you Geana. How are you feeling?" Jin offered Yuffie and Vincent a seat in front of the fire. They sat down and soaked in the warmth of the fire. The flames flickered like wild guitasist's fingers, playing a unheard melody within the hearth. Yuffie leant her head on Vincent's shoulder.
"Geana, we heard that you had a vision, then you had a bad reaction. What did you see?"
From the kitchen, the penetrating sound of a cup smashing was heard. Jin stood up and rushed into the kitchen. He brought out with him a tearful Geana. She took a seat in the armchair, clutching her knees to her chest. Her dark brown hair dropped into her weeping mahogany eyes.
"It's....it's hard to talk about," she whispered.
"We're not in a rush..." Vincent said. She perked up slightly at the encouraging remark.
"Start from the beginning," Yuffie said. Geana looked at her with wide eyes. She spoke, but in a non human voice. Geana spoke in the voice of a fading angel, full of fear and sadness.
"I...I saw the rain as it dripped on the window of the car and...and, I, well, it triggered something inside me. I...saw Vincent. He...he was crying, crying in the rain. I watched him cry for a while, but then, I saw in his mind also. There were flashes of red, blood I think, and I heard a gunshot. I couldn't tell what the gun was, but there was a number. I wrote it down when I was calm again." Geana signalled to an oak dresser on the far side of the living room. "In my mind...my mind's eye moved closer to a grave. A grave that Vincent was crying at. He knelt down and touched it. On the grave was the name....the name...." She began to cry thick tears, she could not keep her voice steady.
"What was the name Geana?" asked Yuffie.
"The name...the name was....Yuffie Kisaragi."
A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAT SUSPENSE?! Anyway, keep tuned for the next chapter. R+R PLEASE!!!!!!