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Chapter 3: It's Gonna Rain!
A deafening silence filled the room, Kakyuu's gaze on the bottle in his hands, Vincent's was focused somewhere out the window, while Tifa starred at her hands, seemingly almost lost.
"You think . . . someone is out to get Vincent?" Tifa asked, worry plainly etched on her features, and Kakyuu gave a slight sigh, glancing at Vincent, who hadn't so much as flinched when he heard the news.
"Seems that way. Though we're not really sure 'bout it or anything, so we don' want ta worry ya, but it's better safe than sorry I think." Kakyuu said, giving another glance at Vincent, who still hadn't moved a muscle. Tifa gave a slight nod, and sighed, standing up.
"Then we'll go with you Kakyuu. Right, Vincent?" Tifa asked, looking back at Vincent, who finally moved a bit by the corner of his mouth twitching. "Vincent?" Tifa asked, wringing her hands on her skirt nervously, worried for him. It must be hard, first those horrible nightmares, and now, now someone was after him. Again. Vincent gave a slight shrug, and then turned to Kakyuu.
"She'll be safe with you this time." Vincent said, more of a statement than a question. Kakyuu scoffed, but gave a slight nod. It wouldn't be smart to cross Vinnie now; his blood red eyes burned with determination, like he had something to settle on his own.
"Vincent." Tifa asked softly, looking from him to Kakyuu, and back, not quite sure what he meant. Surely he wasn't leaving her behind *again*, was he? Vincent gave Tifa a sideways glance, and she could see a wisp of longing before it was smothered in the fire that burned inside him, something that needed to be done. The only way to quench it would to be with the blood of the man that was after him again, Vincent knew. When he was a Turk, he had made plenty of enemies, but most were dead now, dead or in jail. Vincent didn't have a doubt in his mind who was after him now, and he knew his opponent already knew his 'weakness' and would do everything in his power just to get a hold of her. Vincent hated to think of Tifa as his weakness, but it was true, and being logical, Vincent knew that. He'd have to make sure she'd be somewhere safe, where no one could touch her. Vincent said nothing, just continued to sit on his perch by the window, and Tifa looked at Kakyuu almost menacingly. Kakyuu grinned sheepishly, waving his hands in front of him in an almost scarred manor. Damn! She was almost as scary as Vinnie when she shot him that look!
"C'mon Vinnie! You're not really gonna leave her to me again! I ain't a baby sitter y'know!" Kakyuu said, receiving another glare from Tifa, but no response from Vincent, who still seemed in deep thought.
"Vincent Valentine! You are not leaving me behind *again*! I don't care how dangerous it is! I'm going with you!" Tifa said stubbornly, and Vincent looked back at her, a blank look on his face.
"You have no idea how dangerous it is Tifa. This is my own sin, and I will repent myself." Vincent said coolly, and was out the door before Tifa could even lift a finger. Shock and hurt was written across her face, and she turned to stomp off after him, but Kakyuu stopped her, wagging a finger in her face.
"Let go of me!" Tifa snapped, struggling with all her might, but Kakyuu was stronger than he looked.
"Better listen to Vinnie. He knows best. 'Sides, he'll come back after this whole mess is settled. He wouldn't leave you behind, Tifa; you're too special to him." Kakyuu said sincerely, and Tifa blushed, glancing back outside, a slight sigh escaping her lips.
"He could at least take me with him! I know how to fight, and I'm not defenseless!" Tifa snapped angrily, still hurt that Vincent would even *think* of leaving her behind, let alone *doing* it. Kakyuu gave a slight shrug, and gestured toward the back room, still holding on to her arm. He knew she'd jerk free and run after Vinnie if he didn't hold her back.
"Anything you want, get it now. We're gonna hafta go back ta HQ. 'Sides, Kojin wants ta meet ya." Kakyuu said, and Tifa raised an eyebrow in a Vincent like gesture, tilting her head to the side. Kojin.?
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Vincent sighed, once again all alone, once again on the run. The endless expanse of plains stretched before him, dreary, since it looked like it was about to rain. The air was damp with the smell of it, and for some reason, Vincent didn't like it. Surely it wasn't foreshadowing something in store for him, was it? Vincent had never been a superstitious person, logic and intuition made sure of that, but still, times like these made him wonder. A cold drop of liquid startled Vincent out of his pondering, or as Tifa and Yuffie had so gleefully dubbed it, 'brooding'. Well, whatever you call it; it was still deep thinking to Vincent. /Wonderful/, Vincent thought sourly, mood no better than nature's, /it's going to rain./ Vincent's eye twitched at the thought, as more rain started to pelt down on him.
~*Author's Notes*~ No! Vinnie leaving Tifa again?! *smacks head on desk* Bad author! Bad! *sighs* Anyway, I've had the mean case of writer's block, so this probably didn't come out right. I can't get into Vincent's character no more, so he's probably OOC! *wails* Please forgive me! I've been busy with school and I'm working on three other fics! *sighs* Yes, all in the life of an author. Well, till next time. Read and review.
Chapter 3: It's Gonna Rain!
A deafening silence filled the room, Kakyuu's gaze on the bottle in his hands, Vincent's was focused somewhere out the window, while Tifa starred at her hands, seemingly almost lost.
"You think . . . someone is out to get Vincent?" Tifa asked, worry plainly etched on her features, and Kakyuu gave a slight sigh, glancing at Vincent, who hadn't so much as flinched when he heard the news.
"Seems that way. Though we're not really sure 'bout it or anything, so we don' want ta worry ya, but it's better safe than sorry I think." Kakyuu said, giving another glance at Vincent, who still hadn't moved a muscle. Tifa gave a slight nod, and sighed, standing up.
"Then we'll go with you Kakyuu. Right, Vincent?" Tifa asked, looking back at Vincent, who finally moved a bit by the corner of his mouth twitching. "Vincent?" Tifa asked, wringing her hands on her skirt nervously, worried for him. It must be hard, first those horrible nightmares, and now, now someone was after him. Again. Vincent gave a slight shrug, and then turned to Kakyuu.
"She'll be safe with you this time." Vincent said, more of a statement than a question. Kakyuu scoffed, but gave a slight nod. It wouldn't be smart to cross Vinnie now; his blood red eyes burned with determination, like he had something to settle on his own.
"Vincent." Tifa asked softly, looking from him to Kakyuu, and back, not quite sure what he meant. Surely he wasn't leaving her behind *again*, was he? Vincent gave Tifa a sideways glance, and she could see a wisp of longing before it was smothered in the fire that burned inside him, something that needed to be done. The only way to quench it would to be with the blood of the man that was after him again, Vincent knew. When he was a Turk, he had made plenty of enemies, but most were dead now, dead or in jail. Vincent didn't have a doubt in his mind who was after him now, and he knew his opponent already knew his 'weakness' and would do everything in his power just to get a hold of her. Vincent hated to think of Tifa as his weakness, but it was true, and being logical, Vincent knew that. He'd have to make sure she'd be somewhere safe, where no one could touch her. Vincent said nothing, just continued to sit on his perch by the window, and Tifa looked at Kakyuu almost menacingly. Kakyuu grinned sheepishly, waving his hands in front of him in an almost scarred manor. Damn! She was almost as scary as Vinnie when she shot him that look!
"C'mon Vinnie! You're not really gonna leave her to me again! I ain't a baby sitter y'know!" Kakyuu said, receiving another glare from Tifa, but no response from Vincent, who still seemed in deep thought.
"Vincent Valentine! You are not leaving me behind *again*! I don't care how dangerous it is! I'm going with you!" Tifa said stubbornly, and Vincent looked back at her, a blank look on his face.
"You have no idea how dangerous it is Tifa. This is my own sin, and I will repent myself." Vincent said coolly, and was out the door before Tifa could even lift a finger. Shock and hurt was written across her face, and she turned to stomp off after him, but Kakyuu stopped her, wagging a finger in her face.
"Let go of me!" Tifa snapped, struggling with all her might, but Kakyuu was stronger than he looked.
"Better listen to Vinnie. He knows best. 'Sides, he'll come back after this whole mess is settled. He wouldn't leave you behind, Tifa; you're too special to him." Kakyuu said sincerely, and Tifa blushed, glancing back outside, a slight sigh escaping her lips.
"He could at least take me with him! I know how to fight, and I'm not defenseless!" Tifa snapped angrily, still hurt that Vincent would even *think* of leaving her behind, let alone *doing* it. Kakyuu gave a slight shrug, and gestured toward the back room, still holding on to her arm. He knew she'd jerk free and run after Vinnie if he didn't hold her back.
"Anything you want, get it now. We're gonna hafta go back ta HQ. 'Sides, Kojin wants ta meet ya." Kakyuu said, and Tifa raised an eyebrow in a Vincent like gesture, tilting her head to the side. Kojin.?
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Vincent sighed, once again all alone, once again on the run. The endless expanse of plains stretched before him, dreary, since it looked like it was about to rain. The air was damp with the smell of it, and for some reason, Vincent didn't like it. Surely it wasn't foreshadowing something in store for him, was it? Vincent had never been a superstitious person, logic and intuition made sure of that, but still, times like these made him wonder. A cold drop of liquid startled Vincent out of his pondering, or as Tifa and Yuffie had so gleefully dubbed it, 'brooding'. Well, whatever you call it; it was still deep thinking to Vincent. /Wonderful/, Vincent thought sourly, mood no better than nature's, /it's going to rain./ Vincent's eye twitched at the thought, as more rain started to pelt down on him.
~*Author's Notes*~ No! Vinnie leaving Tifa again?! *smacks head on desk* Bad author! Bad! *sighs* Anyway, I've had the mean case of writer's block, so this probably didn't come out right. I can't get into Vincent's character no more, so he's probably OOC! *wails* Please forgive me! I've been busy with school and I'm working on three other fics! *sighs* Yes, all in the life of an author. Well, till next time. Read and review.