Chapter XIII: An Offer You Can't Refuse.
Yuffie fell through an endless well of darkness. Black wings followed her through the inky blackness. She could not see them, but did not need to to detect them. A evil presence surrounded her. She tried to run away, but it followed her relentlessly.
STOP.
Huh? Where did that thought come from? Have I hung out with Vinnie so much that I start hearing HIS voices?!
NO, AND YES.
Come again?
WE HAVE A PROPOSITION TO OFFER YOU.
Nice way to put "Do this or die!"
AMUSING, BUT NO.
Dude, if Vinnie hangs out with people like you, then I know why he's so morbid. Your enough to make a psychiatrist to jump off a cliff screaming "THE VOICES, THE VOICES!"
TO PUT IT AS MY MASTER, HA HA. WILL YOU LISTEN TO OUR OFFER?
Fire away. Can't NOT listen to it seeming how I'm stuck here.
I DON'T SEE WHAT HE SEES IN YOU. YOU ONLY IRRITATE US.
Give a little, take a little.
I SEE. HERE IS OUR OFFER. MAKE VINCENT FORGET HIS PAST. NOT LITERALLY "FORGET" BUT, GIVE HIM SOMETHING ELSE TO THINK ABOUT.
Hmm. I don't know if I can do that.
IT IS A SIMPLE MATTER. THE MASTER CAN'T STOP THINKING OF YOU. ITS SLIGHTLY ABSURD. YOU MAKE HIM WANT TO LEAVE AND STAY AT THE SAME TIME.
I do? Yuffie felt her hopes rise.
YES. IN RETURN, YOU MAY HAVE HIM.
Err. I think that pretty much comes with the deal.
BODY AND MIND.
Yes, that would already belong to me.
YOU'RE NOT LISTENING PROPERLY.
Yes, I am.
GRRRRR. WHY DOESN'T HE KILL YOU?
Maybe that's where you come in.
Yuffie instantly regretted thinking that.
A TEMPTING PROSPECT. VERY TEMPTING.
Err. Forget I said that.
NO.
Ok, then explain what you mean by "Body AND Mind."
HIS WHOLE MIND.
That's where I keep losin' ya. Waddaya mean with that?
URGH. WE WOULD LEAVE HIM. HE WOULDN'T HATE HIMSELF NEARLY AS MUCH.
That gave Yuffie a whole new perspective of the demon.
You want Vinnie to be happy enough to give him up?
NO, WE WANT ANOTHER PRESENCE TO LEAVE. IF IT GOT OUT, THEN IT WOULD DESTROY THIS WORLD.
So, you're sacrificing yourself to save the world, Yuffie thought doubtfully.
THERE WAS A REASON FOR BETRAYING MY KIND.
Good god, if Vincent only knew.
IT IS TIME TO WAKE UP.
What? It couldn't have been more than a few minutes.
FOR YOU, YES. BUT IT IS MORNING NOW, AND VINCENT HAS RISEN. IT IS TIME CONSUMING TO SPEAK WITH US. ESPECIALLY WHEN WE DO NOT INHABIT YOU. HOURS HAVE PASSED.
Err. I'll take your word, err, thought thingy, for it.
DO NOT FORGET THIS DEAL. IF YOU FAIL, THEN NOT EVEN CLOUD WILL BE ABLE TO SAVE YOU.
The darkness around her faded and she opened her eyes.
Her first thought was that it all had been a dream. The demon hadn't contacted her. But she remembered the fear striking thoughts. They ran deeper into her than any dream. No, Chaos had offered her a deal. She would take him up on his offer and give Vinnie something to think about.
She heard the shower in the distance, the sound of crashing water coming to her attention. She smiled evilly. She put her clothes on and snuck into the bathroom. Silently opening the door, she walked over to the toilet. As she did so, she caught a glimpse of nude Vincent. She couldn't see much through the foggy glass, but she did get a good look at his muscled chest. Blushing, she averted her eyes. Vincent was humming a strange tune that seemed oddly familiar to her. She dismissed the thought and concentrated on the task at hand. She put her hand on the toilet handle and called out to Vincent.
"BURN!" She flushed the toilet.
"Huh, wha- AAAAUUUUUGGGGGGG!" Steam flooded out of the shower while Vincent yelled in pain. He slid the glass door open and jumped out. "YUFFIE!" He yelled while grabbing a towel to cover himself. The blush on her face doubled as he stood staring at her viciously. His midnight black hair spilled down his shoulders, which were highly muscled like the rest of him. There's hardly a wasted ounce of fat on him, Yuffie thought.
"Gawd, Vinnie. You are SO indecent." She said grinning.
Vincent glared at her.
"Get out."
"You're so funny Vinnie." Yuffie grinned. She walked out of the bathroom, satisfied that her cruelty of the day was fulfilled. She turned on the radio and listened. There was some more classical music on, but she didn't feel like listening to it. She flipped through the channels idly. Finally she came to some music she liked. She laid stomach down on her bed and thought of the strange dream. After a while of boringly somber thoughts she thought of Vincent and his sweet, sweet smile.
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Vincent stood adamantly in the same place. Was this. Flirting? He had never had the experience before. It was certainly a first for anyone to try something like that. He remembered the blush Yuffie had when he jumped out. To be on the safe side he decided it was not. Flirting. The word sent shivers down his spine. He looked down at himself. His skin had a strange red color because of the hot water. How odd. No matter how long he was outside, the sun had never once burned him. A sadistic voice in the back of his mind called out, "Maybe its holy water." Vincent shook his head.
He ran some cool water down his face. When he looked up into the mirror his skin was white again. He grinned and tied the towel around his waist. He picked up his discarded clothes and strode boldly out of the bathroom nonchalantly. He was instantly met by a wave of pop music. It hurt his ears nearly as much as the hot water. He called out over the music.
"You're twenty one and you STILL listen to pop?!"
Yuffie looked at him from her bed. She smiled at him.
"You betta believe it."
Vincent threw his clothes at the radio. It fell down with the clothes on top of it, muffling the music.
"That's better." He said while walking over to his own bed.
"Hey, that's not fair, Vinnie."
Vincent picked up his sack of things. He began picking out clothes. Cape. Pants. Shirt. Boxers. Socks. He walked back into the bathroom to dress.
"Tough."
She threw a pillow the retreating Vincent. He heard Yuffie giggling in the background. He grinned. *Censorship as Vincent drops towel to put boxers on. Big black square thing covers his mid portion*. He pulled up his pants. *Black square thing mysteriously disappears*. A thought occurred to Vincent as he picked up his shirt. Still holding his shirt, he walked out of the bathroom.
"You, wanna go and eat breakfast in a bit?" He asked.
Yuffie turned her head towards him.
"Gosh, Vinnie. Are you asking me out?"
Vincent blushed.
"Er, um, NO! I'm just, um, hungry." Nice going dumbass, he thought while mentally smacking himself. "And I thought maybe you were hungry too."
Yuffie smiled sweetly at him.
"You're so sweet, Vinnie. Sure, you get dressed and we'll leave."
"O, ok." Vincent said meekly. He smacked himself mentally again.
Vincent pulled his shirt over his head and went to retrieve his cape. It lay on the bathroom floor where he left it. He buckled it on and walked over to Yuffie.
"You ready?" He asked.
Yuffie jumped off her bed and sprang for the door, calling as she ran down the stairs. "Yeeessssss!"
Vincent sighed and followed her. Secretly though, he was laughing internally.
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The next six chapters or so will purely about Yuffie and Vincent, so if you're NOT interested in that sort of stuff then don't bother reading the story for a while. If you DO like it though, then I have a nice bag surprises up my sleeve that's badly concealed. Enjoy!
Yuffie fell through an endless well of darkness. Black wings followed her through the inky blackness. She could not see them, but did not need to to detect them. A evil presence surrounded her. She tried to run away, but it followed her relentlessly.
STOP.
Huh? Where did that thought come from? Have I hung out with Vinnie so much that I start hearing HIS voices?!
NO, AND YES.
Come again?
WE HAVE A PROPOSITION TO OFFER YOU.
Nice way to put "Do this or die!"
AMUSING, BUT NO.
Dude, if Vinnie hangs out with people like you, then I know why he's so morbid. Your enough to make a psychiatrist to jump off a cliff screaming "THE VOICES, THE VOICES!"
TO PUT IT AS MY MASTER, HA HA. WILL YOU LISTEN TO OUR OFFER?
Fire away. Can't NOT listen to it seeming how I'm stuck here.
I DON'T SEE WHAT HE SEES IN YOU. YOU ONLY IRRITATE US.
Give a little, take a little.
I SEE. HERE IS OUR OFFER. MAKE VINCENT FORGET HIS PAST. NOT LITERALLY "FORGET" BUT, GIVE HIM SOMETHING ELSE TO THINK ABOUT.
Hmm. I don't know if I can do that.
IT IS A SIMPLE MATTER. THE MASTER CAN'T STOP THINKING OF YOU. ITS SLIGHTLY ABSURD. YOU MAKE HIM WANT TO LEAVE AND STAY AT THE SAME TIME.
I do? Yuffie felt her hopes rise.
YES. IN RETURN, YOU MAY HAVE HIM.
Err. I think that pretty much comes with the deal.
BODY AND MIND.
Yes, that would already belong to me.
YOU'RE NOT LISTENING PROPERLY.
Yes, I am.
GRRRRR. WHY DOESN'T HE KILL YOU?
Maybe that's where you come in.
Yuffie instantly regretted thinking that.
A TEMPTING PROSPECT. VERY TEMPTING.
Err. Forget I said that.
NO.
Ok, then explain what you mean by "Body AND Mind."
HIS WHOLE MIND.
That's where I keep losin' ya. Waddaya mean with that?
URGH. WE WOULD LEAVE HIM. HE WOULDN'T HATE HIMSELF NEARLY AS MUCH.
That gave Yuffie a whole new perspective of the demon.
You want Vinnie to be happy enough to give him up?
NO, WE WANT ANOTHER PRESENCE TO LEAVE. IF IT GOT OUT, THEN IT WOULD DESTROY THIS WORLD.
So, you're sacrificing yourself to save the world, Yuffie thought doubtfully.
THERE WAS A REASON FOR BETRAYING MY KIND.
Good god, if Vincent only knew.
IT IS TIME TO WAKE UP.
What? It couldn't have been more than a few minutes.
FOR YOU, YES. BUT IT IS MORNING NOW, AND VINCENT HAS RISEN. IT IS TIME CONSUMING TO SPEAK WITH US. ESPECIALLY WHEN WE DO NOT INHABIT YOU. HOURS HAVE PASSED.
Err. I'll take your word, err, thought thingy, for it.
DO NOT FORGET THIS DEAL. IF YOU FAIL, THEN NOT EVEN CLOUD WILL BE ABLE TO SAVE YOU.
The darkness around her faded and she opened her eyes.
Her first thought was that it all had been a dream. The demon hadn't contacted her. But she remembered the fear striking thoughts. They ran deeper into her than any dream. No, Chaos had offered her a deal. She would take him up on his offer and give Vinnie something to think about.
She heard the shower in the distance, the sound of crashing water coming to her attention. She smiled evilly. She put her clothes on and snuck into the bathroom. Silently opening the door, she walked over to the toilet. As she did so, she caught a glimpse of nude Vincent. She couldn't see much through the foggy glass, but she did get a good look at his muscled chest. Blushing, she averted her eyes. Vincent was humming a strange tune that seemed oddly familiar to her. She dismissed the thought and concentrated on the task at hand. She put her hand on the toilet handle and called out to Vincent.
"BURN!" She flushed the toilet.
"Huh, wha- AAAAUUUUUGGGGGGG!" Steam flooded out of the shower while Vincent yelled in pain. He slid the glass door open and jumped out. "YUFFIE!" He yelled while grabbing a towel to cover himself. The blush on her face doubled as he stood staring at her viciously. His midnight black hair spilled down his shoulders, which were highly muscled like the rest of him. There's hardly a wasted ounce of fat on him, Yuffie thought.
"Gawd, Vinnie. You are SO indecent." She said grinning.
Vincent glared at her.
"Get out."
"You're so funny Vinnie." Yuffie grinned. She walked out of the bathroom, satisfied that her cruelty of the day was fulfilled. She turned on the radio and listened. There was some more classical music on, but she didn't feel like listening to it. She flipped through the channels idly. Finally she came to some music she liked. She laid stomach down on her bed and thought of the strange dream. After a while of boringly somber thoughts she thought of Vincent and his sweet, sweet smile.
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Vincent stood adamantly in the same place. Was this. Flirting? He had never had the experience before. It was certainly a first for anyone to try something like that. He remembered the blush Yuffie had when he jumped out. To be on the safe side he decided it was not. Flirting. The word sent shivers down his spine. He looked down at himself. His skin had a strange red color because of the hot water. How odd. No matter how long he was outside, the sun had never once burned him. A sadistic voice in the back of his mind called out, "Maybe its holy water." Vincent shook his head.
He ran some cool water down his face. When he looked up into the mirror his skin was white again. He grinned and tied the towel around his waist. He picked up his discarded clothes and strode boldly out of the bathroom nonchalantly. He was instantly met by a wave of pop music. It hurt his ears nearly as much as the hot water. He called out over the music.
"You're twenty one and you STILL listen to pop?!"
Yuffie looked at him from her bed. She smiled at him.
"You betta believe it."
Vincent threw his clothes at the radio. It fell down with the clothes on top of it, muffling the music.
"That's better." He said while walking over to his own bed.
"Hey, that's not fair, Vinnie."
Vincent picked up his sack of things. He began picking out clothes. Cape. Pants. Shirt. Boxers. Socks. He walked back into the bathroom to dress.
"Tough."
She threw a pillow the retreating Vincent. He heard Yuffie giggling in the background. He grinned. *Censorship as Vincent drops towel to put boxers on. Big black square thing covers his mid portion*. He pulled up his pants. *Black square thing mysteriously disappears*. A thought occurred to Vincent as he picked up his shirt. Still holding his shirt, he walked out of the bathroom.
"You, wanna go and eat breakfast in a bit?" He asked.
Yuffie turned her head towards him.
"Gosh, Vinnie. Are you asking me out?"
Vincent blushed.
"Er, um, NO! I'm just, um, hungry." Nice going dumbass, he thought while mentally smacking himself. "And I thought maybe you were hungry too."
Yuffie smiled sweetly at him.
"You're so sweet, Vinnie. Sure, you get dressed and we'll leave."
"O, ok." Vincent said meekly. He smacked himself mentally again.
Vincent pulled his shirt over his head and went to retrieve his cape. It lay on the bathroom floor where he left it. He buckled it on and walked over to Yuffie.
"You ready?" He asked.
Yuffie jumped off her bed and sprang for the door, calling as she ran down the stairs. "Yeeessssss!"
Vincent sighed and followed her. Secretly though, he was laughing internally.
* * *
The next six chapters or so will purely about Yuffie and Vincent, so if you're NOT interested in that sort of stuff then don't bother reading the story for a while. If you DO like it though, then I have a nice bag surprises up my sleeve that's badly concealed. Enjoy!