Chapter 3
|| Eek……… ignore any typos or spelling errors I almost ALWAYS happen to make mistakes. Disclaimer: Own nothing related to final fantasy 7 ||
|| Vincent's point of view ||
I watched Zack and Sephiroth start their journey and it would most likely be a while until they returned. I looked back at Illia, and she was staring at me from the couch. Does she ever get tired of staring? I sighed slowly and picked her up. She's getting bigger, older even but there's not a significant difference for me to notice too much. Well, I'll have to get her some larger clothing……… by the way she's been growing, she'll grow out of these old rags by the end of the week………hrm. I grabbed my gun and tucked it in the holster, and walked off towards the village. It was definitely nearing winter and Illia could feel it as well, as she huddled closer to my shirt.
I glanced around and luckily enough; I managed to find some sort of a tailor's. I walked in and just remembered what Sephiroth had said about the child.
"Oh shit………" I said quietly, looking down at Illia.
I was not supposed to let her see anyone or vise-versa. I looked around nervously……… No one would even bother asking and if they did, they won't get any answer……… I walked up to the desk and tapped my metal claws on the table, holding the child in my other arm. Finally, someone walked from the backroom and looked sort of……… surprised yet happy to have a customer.
"Good Afternoon, sir!" The odd man exclaimed. "What can I do for you and your lovely daughter?"
My back stiffened immediately and I narrowed my eyes. "……… She's not my daughter………"
"Oh?" Asked the man curiously.
"……… I'm simply babysitting her until her………" I paused. She had no parents. She was one of Hojo's damned creations. "……… Parents return from their trip across the continent."
"Ah, I see, I see." The man nodded. "So, what have you come here for? Is she in need with new clothing?"
I nodded in reply.
"From what I see on her, and no offense to the parents, is that she needs more than that article of clothing." Started the tailor, gently grasping the sleeve of Illia's shirt.
"……… She needs a whole wardrobe……… her……… parents didn't give her enough clothing and it got burned by a couple of cruel adolescents with their materia. I have much Gil to pay for it." I told the tailor, starting to get irritated when Illia tried to climb up to my shoulders.
"Well, I suppose we shall get started. We will have to take her measurements and then my wife and I can start designing the clothes for her!" I unnoticeably rolled my eyes from the man's excitement.
Tailoring must have been his life……… well, whatever makes you happy, I suppose………
The next couple moments were getting frustrating when Illia wouldn't stand still. She thought it was a game……… damn that Zack……… I ended up holding her arms over her head and told her not to jump around while the tailor was taking the size dimensions with the measuring tape.
After the tailor was done, he wrote them done on a piece of paper and looked up at me. "So, what types of clothes do you want for her?"
"……… Since it's getting close to the winter season, I suppose some warm clothes will be appropriate……… and some indoor clothing as well." I said in a low tone, keeping an eye on Illia who was exploring the corners of the shop.
"Alright. Would you mean things as in long-sleeved and short-sleeved shirts?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Then it's settled. I'll give you a discount on her clothing since the story you told me and I don't think you'll want her to get sick if the season snowstorms arrive. You may pay the needed Gil afterwards if you like what we've made for the little girl." The tailor explained. "If you come back later this evening, we should have one or two outfits ready for her. We're quite lucky to have some business after people keep going to Midgar for their clothing………"
I sighed irritably and the man seemed to catch my drift.
"I'll see you both this evening then! Good afternoon!" Then he walked back to the backroom, holding his paper order.
"Okay, Illia……… time to go back." I said, turning my gaze back to where I thought she was. "……… Illia?"
Damn it! She's not in here! I rushed outside, glancing around frantically. It's not like I'm getting attached to her, it's just that I don't trust her and I'd prefer not to hear the whining from Zack and he returned to see no child running around. There! On the tower in the center of the village. I ran to her and hooked the back of her shirt with my metal-clawed hand and pulled her down. She looked back at my innocently and I could tell that she was cold. I shook my head slowly when she climbed up my arm and sat on my shoulders. Children………
I entered into the mansion again and closed the door, almost forgetting that Illia was on my shoulders when I was going to lean on it.
"What the hell am I going to do with you………" I said out loud.
Little hands covered my eyes and I reached up to remove them. "Don't do that."
She giggled and continued to irritate me by playing the little game. Zack is going to pay for this……… dearly………
The rest of the afternoon went by somewhat………quietly……… now that Illia was exposed to people, she kept hopping up and down in front of the attic window, pointing at the people in the village below. How could Hojo make something so……… so seemingly harmless. Nothing had happened yet except for her quick learning and her increased growth rate……… I sighed, shrugged and returned to the tailor's shop with Illia again. She seemed to be much more active since dinner……… dear god, did she inhabit the eating habits of Zack? She'll almost eat anything that's in front of her……… I don't even think that children are supposed to eat that much………
"Welcome back, sir." The tailor said, bringing out a pile of hung up clothing on one arm. "I'm sure you'll be pleased with the work!"
I nodded to be polite and took a glance at the clothing that was sewn up for Illia. "It's just right. This will do when the other items of clothing are finished."
I could swear that the man almost jumped for joy from the positive comment from his hard work. "Oh that's just wonderful!"
I took out the large amount of Gil that I kept hidden away and paid the tailor, giving him a little extra from a bit of sympathy for his family. The tailor's wife walked in and helped Illia change into one of her outfits. They two walked back out and I crossed my arms, seeing what the child would wear until tomorrow. She wore powder blue pants with a dark navy colored long-sleeved shirt. It seemed appropriate enough to keep her warm if we needed to go anywhere until Sephiroth and Zack returned. The clothing is not too girlish nor is it too tomboy-like. Seemed neutral to me.
I thought for a second……… what am I going to do about when she's asleep at night? From what I've seen, she won't sleep unless someone is with her. I groaned and covered my face with my hand. So this is what it is like to watch a child every waking and sleeping moment………
When I opened my eyes again, Illia was standing inches from me and looked straight up. I didn't want her to get a neck cramp so I kneeled down on one knee and rested my clawed-hand on my kneecap. Of all of the things that she could have surprised me with, she hugged me around the neck. I was utterly shocked from the embrace……… and then she tugged my hair and bandana, giggling again.
……… Some things will never change………
|| Aie, the chapters are short……… very sorry I'll try to post the short chapters as soon as possible and basketball is almost over……… three more games and a tourney left supposedly so I might have time to make the chapters longer if I'm not killed with essays and tests and all that homework junk. So, how is the shortness of the chapters so far? ||
|| Eek……… ignore any typos or spelling errors I almost ALWAYS happen to make mistakes. Disclaimer: Own nothing related to final fantasy 7 ||
|| Vincent's point of view ||
I watched Zack and Sephiroth start their journey and it would most likely be a while until they returned. I looked back at Illia, and she was staring at me from the couch. Does she ever get tired of staring? I sighed slowly and picked her up. She's getting bigger, older even but there's not a significant difference for me to notice too much. Well, I'll have to get her some larger clothing……… by the way she's been growing, she'll grow out of these old rags by the end of the week………hrm. I grabbed my gun and tucked it in the holster, and walked off towards the village. It was definitely nearing winter and Illia could feel it as well, as she huddled closer to my shirt.
I glanced around and luckily enough; I managed to find some sort of a tailor's. I walked in and just remembered what Sephiroth had said about the child.
"Oh shit………" I said quietly, looking down at Illia.
I was not supposed to let her see anyone or vise-versa. I looked around nervously……… No one would even bother asking and if they did, they won't get any answer……… I walked up to the desk and tapped my metal claws on the table, holding the child in my other arm. Finally, someone walked from the backroom and looked sort of……… surprised yet happy to have a customer.
"Good Afternoon, sir!" The odd man exclaimed. "What can I do for you and your lovely daughter?"
My back stiffened immediately and I narrowed my eyes. "……… She's not my daughter………"
"Oh?" Asked the man curiously.
"……… I'm simply babysitting her until her………" I paused. She had no parents. She was one of Hojo's damned creations. "……… Parents return from their trip across the continent."
"Ah, I see, I see." The man nodded. "So, what have you come here for? Is she in need with new clothing?"
I nodded in reply.
"From what I see on her, and no offense to the parents, is that she needs more than that article of clothing." Started the tailor, gently grasping the sleeve of Illia's shirt.
"……… She needs a whole wardrobe……… her……… parents didn't give her enough clothing and it got burned by a couple of cruel adolescents with their materia. I have much Gil to pay for it." I told the tailor, starting to get irritated when Illia tried to climb up to my shoulders.
"Well, I suppose we shall get started. We will have to take her measurements and then my wife and I can start designing the clothes for her!" I unnoticeably rolled my eyes from the man's excitement.
Tailoring must have been his life……… well, whatever makes you happy, I suppose………
The next couple moments were getting frustrating when Illia wouldn't stand still. She thought it was a game……… damn that Zack……… I ended up holding her arms over her head and told her not to jump around while the tailor was taking the size dimensions with the measuring tape.
After the tailor was done, he wrote them done on a piece of paper and looked up at me. "So, what types of clothes do you want for her?"
"……… Since it's getting close to the winter season, I suppose some warm clothes will be appropriate……… and some indoor clothing as well." I said in a low tone, keeping an eye on Illia who was exploring the corners of the shop.
"Alright. Would you mean things as in long-sleeved and short-sleeved shirts?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"Then it's settled. I'll give you a discount on her clothing since the story you told me and I don't think you'll want her to get sick if the season snowstorms arrive. You may pay the needed Gil afterwards if you like what we've made for the little girl." The tailor explained. "If you come back later this evening, we should have one or two outfits ready for her. We're quite lucky to have some business after people keep going to Midgar for their clothing………"
I sighed irritably and the man seemed to catch my drift.
"I'll see you both this evening then! Good afternoon!" Then he walked back to the backroom, holding his paper order.
"Okay, Illia……… time to go back." I said, turning my gaze back to where I thought she was. "……… Illia?"
Damn it! She's not in here! I rushed outside, glancing around frantically. It's not like I'm getting attached to her, it's just that I don't trust her and I'd prefer not to hear the whining from Zack and he returned to see no child running around. There! On the tower in the center of the village. I ran to her and hooked the back of her shirt with my metal-clawed hand and pulled her down. She looked back at my innocently and I could tell that she was cold. I shook my head slowly when she climbed up my arm and sat on my shoulders. Children………
I entered into the mansion again and closed the door, almost forgetting that Illia was on my shoulders when I was going to lean on it.
"What the hell am I going to do with you………" I said out loud.
Little hands covered my eyes and I reached up to remove them. "Don't do that."
She giggled and continued to irritate me by playing the little game. Zack is going to pay for this……… dearly………
The rest of the afternoon went by somewhat………quietly……… now that Illia was exposed to people, she kept hopping up and down in front of the attic window, pointing at the people in the village below. How could Hojo make something so……… so seemingly harmless. Nothing had happened yet except for her quick learning and her increased growth rate……… I sighed, shrugged and returned to the tailor's shop with Illia again. She seemed to be much more active since dinner……… dear god, did she inhabit the eating habits of Zack? She'll almost eat anything that's in front of her……… I don't even think that children are supposed to eat that much………
"Welcome back, sir." The tailor said, bringing out a pile of hung up clothing on one arm. "I'm sure you'll be pleased with the work!"
I nodded to be polite and took a glance at the clothing that was sewn up for Illia. "It's just right. This will do when the other items of clothing are finished."
I could swear that the man almost jumped for joy from the positive comment from his hard work. "Oh that's just wonderful!"
I took out the large amount of Gil that I kept hidden away and paid the tailor, giving him a little extra from a bit of sympathy for his family. The tailor's wife walked in and helped Illia change into one of her outfits. They two walked back out and I crossed my arms, seeing what the child would wear until tomorrow. She wore powder blue pants with a dark navy colored long-sleeved shirt. It seemed appropriate enough to keep her warm if we needed to go anywhere until Sephiroth and Zack returned. The clothing is not too girlish nor is it too tomboy-like. Seemed neutral to me.
I thought for a second……… what am I going to do about when she's asleep at night? From what I've seen, she won't sleep unless someone is with her. I groaned and covered my face with my hand. So this is what it is like to watch a child every waking and sleeping moment………
When I opened my eyes again, Illia was standing inches from me and looked straight up. I didn't want her to get a neck cramp so I kneeled down on one knee and rested my clawed-hand on my kneecap. Of all of the things that she could have surprised me with, she hugged me around the neck. I was utterly shocked from the embrace……… and then she tugged my hair and bandana, giggling again.
……… Some things will never change………
|| Aie, the chapters are short……… very sorry I'll try to post the short chapters as soon as possible and basketball is almost over……… three more games and a tourney left supposedly so I might have time to make the chapters longer if I'm not killed with essays and tests and all that homework junk. So, how is the shortness of the chapters so far? ||