Disclaimer : Kaiki-Chan does not own Squaresoft, Final Fantasy, or any of
the characters involved. She wishes she did, though. Right now, a cell-
phone on it's last legs has been added to her possessions. ^_^ Arigatou.
The sun's orange and yellow radiance was half-way gone. The pink shade blanketing the sky was strong, and the air's soft warmth was coming to a gentle close. Soon, the sun would completely disappear, and the sky would become a dark blue-ish black, save for the twinkling stars, and the moon as a magnificent beacon. The two had been travelling two days, non-stop. The raven-haired man was still limping, his ankle being mildly sprained, during the slide down the cliff. The cerulean-eyed girl was still in a comatose state, having lost quite a bit of blood from the wound on her side. Vincent clutched Yuffie to him, desperately hoping for her to hold on.
'Just a little longer..' He thought, glancing to the blood-soaked cloth tied around Yuffie's middle. She'd stopped bleeding quite a while ago, but she was still lost in the pitch-black trance that is unconsciousness. Vincent kept hobbling along, until he reached a fork in the path, at the head of which an old, tattered, wooden sign said;
"Rocket Town is left, North Corel is right."
Vincent mentally nodded, and continued on, going right.
'I will not fail you, Yuffie. Your bright spirit won't fizzle out, while I'm still here.' Vincent reassured himself, and limped on. He marked another sin to his list. He felt protective of the girl. Not in a paternal way, or a platonic way. It was.. Different. He'd never felt this kind of worry, before. He felt like giving up, screaming and crying. As dramatic as it sounded. But something had kept him going. The nagging voice of Yuffie, in the back of his head.
'C'mon, Vinnie! Move your butt already!'
Vincent grinned, and mentally kicked himself. It was time to check on her pulse, just in case. He clutched her limp body with one arm, and gently pursed two fingers to the side of her neck. Beat.. Beat.. There it was. Oddly, Vincent began to predict the time between the beats, and began humming a song he'd heard once, from a long time ago. He couldn't remember where he'd heard it, but it was beautiful. It was a calm, serene song, sung by one with a heavenly voice. He had dismissed it as an angel, singing from the heavens. He knew it wasn't Tifa or Aeris, because he could see them from across the cockpit of the Highwind, and their mouthes weren't moving. He presumed Yuffie had slunk off somewhere, to be sick.
Yuffie couldn't possibly have sung the angelic song.. It was too feminine a thing for someone like Yuffie to do. Vincent questioned himself. Did he really know Yuffie that well? He'd hardly ever talked to her. Maybe it was the letters that let him interpret her personality. Soon, he stopped humming, and removed his gentle fingers from the side of Yuffie's soft neck, cradling her once again, with two arms. A devious thought popped into his head, then.
'Her neck.. It's so soft.. Too soft..'
Vincent shook his head. If he touched her skin again, his list of sins would explode. She was a bright angel, who was not to be touched. Especially by a demonic freak, like himself. He dismissed his thoughts, and concentrated on moving on, despite his heavy fatigue.
Yuffie opened her eyes. She was floating in the ocean.. But why was it so dark? She couldn't see a thing. She tasted salty water on her lips, and all she could hear was the soft lapping of water against her body. Soon, her body became heavy. It began to sink, into the pitch-black waters of the mysterious ocean. She found she could still breath, but with a very heavy burden on her chest. She summoned up all her strength, and tried to scream. Nothing happened. She couldn't even hear herself make a squeak. She tried to swim. Well, at least that worked. She moved her arms and legs, and began to swim, albeit heavily. She looked down. There wasn't any footing. Nothing.. No sand, no rocks, no plant-life, no marine-life.. Nothing. Just water.. She kept swimming, feeling pained and fatigued. She wondered if she'd ever find a way back to some kind of shore..
Vincent was so tired. Now, he'd been walking for five days, non-stop. He needed sleep, and food. All his water had been demolished. His ankle had swollen up, and his head throbbed with immense pain.. But he put it out of his mind. He had to get Yuffie to a doctor, in the closest place possible. Two hours passed, of limping. Then, a glimmer of hope presented itself. Rocket Town.. There it was. Just a little bit more.. He made a last-ditch attempt to get to the town. He began running, with his swollen ankle. He yelled, in case anybody could hear him. He shouted;
"We need a doctor! We need a doctor!"
The townspeople looked ahead, and saw a man with torn clothes and long hair, carrying a young girl. Two of the townspeople alerted the others, and began running to meet the foreign couple.
Vincent's legs were hardening. His limbs were that of stone, now. He tried so hard, just to get to the town. A few people were running towards him.. Suddenly, he couldn't breath. His limbs broke out from under him, and he fell. Yuffie's body rolled out of his arms, as he fell, flat on his face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kaiki-Chan's last note! : Cliff-hanger, to leave you all shaking in your fluffy little slippers. ^_^ Don't worry though. Vincent's okay. Its amazing what sleep and food deprivation can do to you, though. x_x Anyway! R&R~!
The sun's orange and yellow radiance was half-way gone. The pink shade blanketing the sky was strong, and the air's soft warmth was coming to a gentle close. Soon, the sun would completely disappear, and the sky would become a dark blue-ish black, save for the twinkling stars, and the moon as a magnificent beacon. The two had been travelling two days, non-stop. The raven-haired man was still limping, his ankle being mildly sprained, during the slide down the cliff. The cerulean-eyed girl was still in a comatose state, having lost quite a bit of blood from the wound on her side. Vincent clutched Yuffie to him, desperately hoping for her to hold on.
'Just a little longer..' He thought, glancing to the blood-soaked cloth tied around Yuffie's middle. She'd stopped bleeding quite a while ago, but she was still lost in the pitch-black trance that is unconsciousness. Vincent kept hobbling along, until he reached a fork in the path, at the head of which an old, tattered, wooden sign said;
"Rocket Town is left, North Corel is right."
Vincent mentally nodded, and continued on, going right.
'I will not fail you, Yuffie. Your bright spirit won't fizzle out, while I'm still here.' Vincent reassured himself, and limped on. He marked another sin to his list. He felt protective of the girl. Not in a paternal way, or a platonic way. It was.. Different. He'd never felt this kind of worry, before. He felt like giving up, screaming and crying. As dramatic as it sounded. But something had kept him going. The nagging voice of Yuffie, in the back of his head.
'C'mon, Vinnie! Move your butt already!'
Vincent grinned, and mentally kicked himself. It was time to check on her pulse, just in case. He clutched her limp body with one arm, and gently pursed two fingers to the side of her neck. Beat.. Beat.. There it was. Oddly, Vincent began to predict the time between the beats, and began humming a song he'd heard once, from a long time ago. He couldn't remember where he'd heard it, but it was beautiful. It was a calm, serene song, sung by one with a heavenly voice. He had dismissed it as an angel, singing from the heavens. He knew it wasn't Tifa or Aeris, because he could see them from across the cockpit of the Highwind, and their mouthes weren't moving. He presumed Yuffie had slunk off somewhere, to be sick.
Yuffie couldn't possibly have sung the angelic song.. It was too feminine a thing for someone like Yuffie to do. Vincent questioned himself. Did he really know Yuffie that well? He'd hardly ever talked to her. Maybe it was the letters that let him interpret her personality. Soon, he stopped humming, and removed his gentle fingers from the side of Yuffie's soft neck, cradling her once again, with two arms. A devious thought popped into his head, then.
'Her neck.. It's so soft.. Too soft..'
Vincent shook his head. If he touched her skin again, his list of sins would explode. She was a bright angel, who was not to be touched. Especially by a demonic freak, like himself. He dismissed his thoughts, and concentrated on moving on, despite his heavy fatigue.
Yuffie opened her eyes. She was floating in the ocean.. But why was it so dark? She couldn't see a thing. She tasted salty water on her lips, and all she could hear was the soft lapping of water against her body. Soon, her body became heavy. It began to sink, into the pitch-black waters of the mysterious ocean. She found she could still breath, but with a very heavy burden on her chest. She summoned up all her strength, and tried to scream. Nothing happened. She couldn't even hear herself make a squeak. She tried to swim. Well, at least that worked. She moved her arms and legs, and began to swim, albeit heavily. She looked down. There wasn't any footing. Nothing.. No sand, no rocks, no plant-life, no marine-life.. Nothing. Just water.. She kept swimming, feeling pained and fatigued. She wondered if she'd ever find a way back to some kind of shore..
Vincent was so tired. Now, he'd been walking for five days, non-stop. He needed sleep, and food. All his water had been demolished. His ankle had swollen up, and his head throbbed with immense pain.. But he put it out of his mind. He had to get Yuffie to a doctor, in the closest place possible. Two hours passed, of limping. Then, a glimmer of hope presented itself. Rocket Town.. There it was. Just a little bit more.. He made a last-ditch attempt to get to the town. He began running, with his swollen ankle. He yelled, in case anybody could hear him. He shouted;
"We need a doctor! We need a doctor!"
The townspeople looked ahead, and saw a man with torn clothes and long hair, carrying a young girl. Two of the townspeople alerted the others, and began running to meet the foreign couple.
Vincent's legs were hardening. His limbs were that of stone, now. He tried so hard, just to get to the town. A few people were running towards him.. Suddenly, he couldn't breath. His limbs broke out from under him, and he fell. Yuffie's body rolled out of his arms, as he fell, flat on his face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kaiki-Chan's last note! : Cliff-hanger, to leave you all shaking in your fluffy little slippers. ^_^ Don't worry though. Vincent's okay. Its amazing what sleep and food deprivation can do to you, though. x_x Anyway! R&R~!
