Not Your Average "Vinnie's A Vampire" Story
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedicated to Aeris Loser.
A/N: Thanks for your reviews! They're what makes an authoress happy!
Kimou - Yup! Yuffentines are my fave!
Vimto - Glad you like! I based the 4 demons off my 4 guy friends!
KittyPersona - Yeah, I feel sorry for poor Vinnie too... Then, again... They ARE based off my 4 best guy friends!
cassandra - Glad you like! Aren't they so cute, though? I gotta agree!
Ezri-Candy - Guess you'll hafta read on to see, won't ya?
nobody - Yeah, he does talk enough to the demons to make up for other conversations! Ha ha! Never thought of it that way before!
Anvader-ZIM - Glad you like!
Gothic-lemon - Sorry I didn't get you on the last chappie! I'm writing more! So, keep reading!
Now that all of that stuff's outta the way... ONTO THE STORY!!!
Last Time: 'Don't deny it, VINNIE!' Death Gigas replied. 'You like her! You might get laid for the first time since Lucrecia!'
'And we get to watch,' Hellmasker sang happily.
'You perverted bastards!'
The four buried themselves in the back of Vincent's mind again.
Chapter Three: Gone
'You were bit.'
Vincent hesitated before replying to Hellmasker's rather obvious statement. 'I know. . . But, by what? My poor beloved Lucrecia. . .'
'Snap outta it, dumb ass!' Gallion Beast snarled.
'What if she was a vampire?' Chaos growled softly.
'They're a myth,' Vincent scolded the demon.
Hellmasker laughed nearly hysterically, while Death Gigas audibly sighed. 'So little you humans know. Vampires. . .' He paused for a dramatic effect. 'Are real.'
'She was most-likely one,' Gallion Beast interjected. 'You didn't get any blood in your mouth did you? If you did, then you only have three days.'
'Until. . .?' Vincent pressed.
'The full moon, when the creatures of the night run amuck.'
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Stormy eyes flickered open. A bright light shone through the window. "Wow, that's pretty," she said dreamily. "Wonder what time it is. . .""Eight-thirty," a monotone voice answered.
She looked up and smiled sleepily at the man in her doorway. "Mornin', Vinnie." Her eyes flickered to the two small puncture wounds on the left side of his neck. "Didja figure out who she was?"
"A vampiric Lucrecia. Come on, breakfast is ready."
'How the hell is he so calm? He just got bit by-' Her eyes widened. "A VAMPIRE!?"
Once again, he nodded. "I would suggest leaving. If the appetite comes, I would rather I did not hurt one of my friends."
Yuffie rolled her eyes. "No way! I'll help ya!"
Vincent didn't look too thrilled at the idea, but walked downstairs to eat his breakfast. Deciding she was hungry, Yuffie followed.
"Wow! This smells better than Tifa's!" She plopped into a chair and filled her plate, then knelt in a quick prayer to her Gods. After that, she chowed down.
Vincent slowly ate his own food, a ghost of a faint smile playing on his pale lips as he watched the ninja eat.
"I'm gonna go check on Charlemagne. Hey, you mentioned Victoria last night." Vincent nodded. "That mean there's a stable nearby?"
"Out back. Tie Charlemagne up there if you wish. Victoria would probably enjoy the company."
Cloud had given his only black chocobo left to Vincent, just as he had given each of his friends a chocobo. Victoria was abnormally colored. Her black feathers were tipped a flourescent green from a Mako fountain she'd played in while still a baby.
Yuffie smiled and walked upstairs to change. Vincent noticed that his large shirt had slipped off her shoulder, revealing smooth, milky white flesh. Inwardly, the four demons chuckled and grinned mischievously. Though demons, they still loved to wreak havoc upon their host's emotions and play match maker.
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"Heya, Charlie," the teen said, patting her pet on the head. "How about some greens?""WARK!" He pranced around her gratefully, then took the green from her open palm.
She giggled, then looked at him, the morning sun glistening beautifull off his golden feathers. "Wanna go see Victoria?" Charlemagne ducked his head sheepishly. She laughed and led him out of the stables. "C'mon, you! Let's do a trick! Number four!" Charlemagne walked away from the ninja, then did an about-face and charged toward her. Judging his speed and distance, she grabbed hold off the reins and hoisted herself up onto the golden chocobo.
"Wow," she heard a child exclaim. "Is she a trick rider, Mommy?"
With a triumphant grin, Lady Yuffie Kisaragi rode back towards the mansion. Around back, she spotted the stables, in excellent condition, she noticed. Glancing in the mud, she saw chocobo tracks. 'Oh, no! Victoria must've gotten out! Vinnie'll shoot me if he thinks that I let her out!' She nudged Chalremagne. "Follow them tracks!"
Understanding mostly, the gold chocobo followed the tracks that led, to Yuffie's surprise, to the mountains.
As they rode, Yuffie sang a quiet song to herself. "Watching me. Wanting me. I can feel you pull me down." She shifted her weight and felt a cold breeze. "Stupid snow," she muttered.
In Wutai, her hometown, it had rarely snowed. Truth be told, the first time she had ever seen snow was when she was fifteen and had run away from home. She'd come up with a poem about the cold, fluffy white stuff, though she couldn't remember it anymore.
"Darkness clouds my vision," she sang to a nameless slow tune. "All is completely black. My eyes are open, but nothing is there. I can hear. But silence fills my ears. The darkness doesn't scare me. I welcome it with open arms. For it's my only reli-" BANG! Charlemagne started, but regained his pace.
"Sounded like Vinnie's gun," she mused to herself. 'Wonder why that song popped into my head...'
"WARK!" The gold chocobo sprinted towards a man in a crimson cape.
'He looks like- VINNIE!?'
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'Told ya!'
'Chaos, ya owe me fiftly gil!' Hellmasker roared.
'Tch.. Take it out with Vinnie-kun,' Chaos snorted.
Vincent looked at the teen. Snow fell softly and rested in her dark hair and stuck to her eyelashes. She smiled and he could see her breath as she exhaled.
"Whatcha doin' up here?" She sat, in all her glory, upon the beautiful gold chocobo like a true Wutain warrior. The green feathers of her headband stuck out, giving her the much desired look of a great Wutain fighter.
A picture flashed through the vampire's mind. A woman with hair the same color as Yuffie's, though much longer, wearing a head band similar to Yuffie's with orange feathers. Lady Sasha Kisaragi, Wutai's most loved general of the ShinRa-Wutai War. She had been undefeated until she and General Sephiroth of Midgar-ShinRa's Army had gone head to head in a hand-to-hand duel. Vincent had seen her only in pictures and had thought her as one of the most beautiful women in the world... Next to Lucrecia, of course. Apparentally, she'd passed some of her looks to her daughter and only heir to the Kisaragi throne.
Chaos smirked to himself as the other demons implanted the thoughts and images into their host's mind. How he loved playing match maker.
"Vinnie? Earth to Vinnie-kun! Hey-low!?" She waved her hand in front of his face.
Shaking himself out of it, he looked up at her. "... I apologize. My... Memories... Nevermind. You asked what I was doing up here, correct?"
"Uh-huh! I mean, I thought Victoria had gotten loose, so I decided to follow her tracks and BOOM! Here ya are!"
He sighed, mentally kicking himself for not thinking of the chocobo tracks Victoria would leave. He should have left on foot. "I... I was leaving..."
"Huh?"
"If Lucrecia was, indeed, a vampire, then... I don't want to endanger you... er... any of my friends..." His crimson eyes caught and held her grey. 'I don't care about them... Only you. I cannot put you in harm's way... In my way...'
'Hmmm...' Chaos growled thoughtfully. 'Smitten, are you?'
Vincent refused to respond, but noticed that she'd gotten down from her precious Charlemagne. "Vincent Valentine!" He looked at her, confused about why she would be upset. He was only trying to protect her, after all. "It might be really sweet, maybe the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me, but I'm your friend! I'm here to help you! Running off so 'I don't get hurt!' Puh-lease! You loser! We're going to find a cure!"
"...'We'?"
"Yes, I said 'We'! You have chocobo feathers in your ears!?"
A sad sigh escaped Vincent's mouth. "Yuffie... There is no 'We'. There is only you and I."
"NOT THAT WAY!"
"Would you please listen?" She looked up at him. "You will continue your quest and I will disappear."
"A-"
"No... Go back to Nibelheim. The ShinRa mansion is old. The lab in the basement should have some old records in it."
Stubbornly, she shook her head. Vincent noticed that she was shivvering and unfastened his warm red cloak and held it out to her. Defiantly, she swatted it away and glared at him. "Once again," she said in a strong voice that seemed to belong more to her mother and not her. "I'm involved, now."
"...And - Gods forbid - If I lose control and bite you?"
A shrug came in simple reply. "Then I guess I'll either die or be a vampy too." Vincent uttered the words for sleepel and she slumped into his arms.
"Forgive me," he murmured as he wrapped his cloak around her and carried her away.
Charlemagne and Victoria were both gone, as well as her comrade.
"I... can't believe that he... Left me..." Her heart ached terribly in her chest and tears stung her pretty eyes. "V-Vinnie... Please, let this be a dream. Just an Ifrit damned dream!"
Standing slowly, she picked the cloak up. The faint scent of crushed rose petals and... herbal tea? No... It was a scent that was only around when he was tere. A smell she loved dearly. Whatever scent it was that mingled with the rose petals, she only had the luck-colored cloak to remember it.