Not Your Average "Vinnie's A Vampire" Story
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Dedicated to Aeris Loser
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Last Time: Her gray eyes had a spark of life in them once again. 'If it makes her happy,' he decided. "Fine."
Vincent got out of the carriage, then Yuffie. His eyes studied the cloak fastened about her. It was his!
"Yes, Vinnie. I kept it," she said in response to his look. She smiled, though it wasn't visible beneath his cloak.
Vincent held out his arm and she accepted it. Together, they walked into the mall. Vincent followed her from shop to shop as she chatted about the yearly reunions with AVALANCHE and how everyone missed him, even Barret. She seemed like the seventeen-year old Yuffie that he had left behind six years before in the cave withonly his cloak and some materia.
Chapter Five: Disappearing Act
"Wanna stop at a restaurant?"
Vincent carried two shopping bags and Yuffie had a third, walking along beside him. ". . . If you wish."
Yuffie stopped suddenly and glared at him. "I asked you!"
'Valentine,' Chaos warned. 'She's mad.'
'I caught that Chaos,' Vincent replied.
"Know what? I-" she sighed defeatedly. "Nevermind. . ."
The demon-infested vampire saw the woman look away. "What?" He lifted her chin so she looked into his garnet eyes.
Her grey-eyed gaze fell into the depths of his garnet orbs of blood enabling her to see the demons within. ". . . For six years I've wondered. . . Why you left. Why I woke up with your cloak. Why you knocked me out. And why you took my damn chocobo!"
Vincent ignored her last statement. Charlemagne and Victoria had been his first meal. "I. . . I didn't want to endanger you, so I. . . cast Sleepel on you and left my cloak to keep you warm."
So many emotions flashed through her gray eyes that Vincent couldn't read them all. 'That's so sweet.' "Why?" He looked at her, his ruby eyes questioning. "Why did you want to protect me?"
Pondering for only a second, Vincent responded hesitantly. "You are my friend."
She shook her head in exasperation and... disappointment? "Nevermind, Vincent."
As Yuffie started to walk away, the vampire caught her arm. "What changed you so much? Surely all of this was not caused by me."
"Don't give yourself all the credit," she snapped and snatched her bags out of his claw. "Sometimes. . . People are forced to do things they'd rather not." Hastily, she walked toward the chocobo carriage.
'What does she mean?' he wondered to himself and the demons.
'Tap into her thoughts,' Chaos replied. 'You've done that twice in the six years of being a vampire.'
Hellmasker giggled dumbly. 'USE THE FORCE, OBI-WON!;
Sighing, Vincent stared at the ninja walking away and concentrated on her. 'At home,' he heard her thoughts as if she was speaking. 'I have an honorable husband, an honorable life. . . Yet. . . Why do I feel this way around him? Gods, I must be insane! Godo forces me to marry, so I do. Godo tells me to have a kid, but I WILL NOT! He can go have a damn kid!' An inward sigh to calm her nerves, then, 'WHY!? Gawd!' He pulled out of her mind and stopped.
The four demons giggled. 'What's so funny?'
'We were riiiiiiiiight!' Hellmasker said in a sing-song voice.
'About-?'
Chaos's growling laughter echoed through the vampire's head. 'Her. . . You. . . Our prank.'
'What?' But the four demons had buried themselves deep in the recesses of their master's mind.
"Yuffie, what have you been doing for the past four years?"
She glanced back and nearly fell over. Vincent had appeared out of nowhere. "Leviathon! I already told you! And it's been SIX years, not four."
"Yes, but you said that you have been. . . Maturing. . . for the past four years. How?"
A sigh escaped her smooth, pale pink lips. "I. . . Got married. An arranged marriage the I only did for the 'Good of Wutai.' That. . . And if I didn't get married. . . I would be banished."
Vincent watched her, listening, even the demons were quiet.
"I. . . I tried to find you. . . To invite you to my wedding, but couldn't. Tifa was my Maid of Honor and Justin's best friend, Josh, was his Best Man. Barret and Cid were positively pissed. . . Cloud. . ." A sad smile crossed her pretty features, even as tears filled her eyes. "Cloud let me cry on his shoulder. . . And walked me down the aisle. Godo had to be the priest. . . Cloud was my substitute big brother."
Without knowing what he was doing, Vincent Valentine took the former Kisaragi into his arms. He felt warm, wet spots forming on his black muscle shirt and felt her shudder with silent sobs.
"I don't even love him!" she cried in-between sobs. "I w-was taught t-to ma-a-arry som-m-meone you l-love, then G-G-Gods damned Godo makes me do the op-p-posite!"
The vampire ran his human hand through her long dark tresses. "So," he said hoarsely once she had calmed down. "What are you going to do?"
Wiping her eyes, she stepped back a step and felt his claw fall from her waist. "Go on married. . . What else CAN I do?"
Vincent's red eyes glanced over her at the chocobo carriage about twenty feet behind her. "Visit friends."
She shook her head. "That was my excuse for the past three weeks. Tonight, I went shopping to escape him." A look of absolute evil-ness (I don't thinks that's actually a word, now that I look at it... Oh well!) crossed her face. "I wonder. . ."
'"Wonder what?"
A gleam appeared in her eyes and a smirk played on her smooth, pale pink lips. The look of a trouble-making teen ninja that had been there while they were saving the world was on her face. "I can disapear!" She threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared.
Vincent used his lightning quick vampire reflexes (Just HAD to add that in there!) to move to a roof. He scanned Junon but couldn't find her. 'Tap into her thoughts, maybe?'
!!!
'Up she goes, up she goes,' Yuffie mentally sang, taking a leap to catch a fire escape ladder. Her hands barely caught hold of the bottom ring. 'Come, Josephine, in my flying machine. Up she goes, up she goes.' Skillfully, she climbed up using only her hands, the cold black metal leaving bruises on her pink palms.
A hand appeared beside her. "Would you like help?"
The former Kisaragi grinned her trademark lop-sided grin and took the right hand into her own. In a single pull, she landed not-so-gracefully on the roof of an apartment building.
"Thanks!" Vincent merely nodded in reply. "Can you help me with my disappearing act?"
". . . Depends on how you wish for me to help you."
The lop-sided grin appeared on her face again, letting him know that she was just as mischievous as ever.
!!!
A gold chocobo-drawn carriage decorated in crimson and gold trimmings raced toward the two men and one woman. The taller, younger man had an oriental complexion and dark hair kept in a tidy pony tail at the nape of his neck. His dark brown eyes watched eagerly for his young wife's return. This was Justin Van Dam, heir to the Kisaragi throne by marriage to Lady Yuffie of Wutai.
The shorter man wore the traditional robes instead of a navy blue suit, as Mr. Van Dam wore. His salt-and-pepper hair was long and also kept in a pony tail. He awaited, nearly as anxious as the younger man, for his daughter. She was late.
The woman was pretty with an ivory complexion and shoulder length raven-colored hair. She wore the traditional crimson garb of Lady Yuffie's personal servant. Shoise, they called her.
The chocobos let out a loud "Wark!" as the carriage slowed to a stop in front of the three humans. Shoise opened the door and Justin held out purple carnations.
No one was in the carriage to get out or accept the pretty flowers. A note caught the lord's attnetion and he scooped it up quickly.
Godo, Justin, & Shoise,
In case you're wondering and, most-likely, worried, I've met up with an old friend. We decided to hang out and he's going to teach me how to snow board. Don't worry, it's nothing bad. He's just the love of my life! Shoise, babe, follow your heart. Don't let others make your choices! Think of it this way... Red is nuetral, white is good, and black is evil. If your love is of black garb, go with him anyway! I chose red, and believe me, it's better than having your DADDY choose for you. In any case, I'll be home anytime from... NOW... until NEVER.
Love always!
Yuffie Kisaragi
"She's using Kisaragi again," Justin said, sounding crushed.
"What did she mean Shoise?"
The servant put on an innocent face, though she knew exactly what her lady meant. "I have no earthly idea, sire!" She bit her tongue to keep from shouting, "She meant that I should run away and get married to the witch doctor that I'm madly in love with!"
Justin looked at Godo. "I must find her! What does she mean he's the love of her life!? Who is this!? I shall rip him apart when I find him!"
Lord Godo looked at the ground in contemplation. "I know that it cannot be Strife, Wallace, or Highwind. . . No!" He gasped and looked at Lord Van Dam with wide eyes. "Damn Valentine!"
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Dedicated to Aeris Loser
Woo-hoo! Reviews, reviews! If anyone's ever in the mood to start drawing randomly (I know a lot of people that like to draw randomly, but they won't draw what I want them to. ::sigh:: ANYWHO!!!) and you get in the mood to draw something from this fic (Surka: Unlikely..) Send it to meeeeee! PUH-LEASE!? I'll... er... I dunno how, but I'll repay you! I'll, like, dedicate a chapter for you or something! Actually, if enough people like this story, I might - Nah! I'll leave that for the last chapter's announcement! OH!!! There are only 2 more chappies! GAH!!! (Surka: Thank the Gods!!! YK2: SHUT UP, DAMN YOU!! Surka: Eep!) Excuse my muse's interruptions! ::Thumps Surka:: Welp, thankies for the reviews and, if you're still reading this, READ ON!!!
Last Time: Her gray eyes had a spark of life in them once again. 'If it makes her happy,' he decided. "Fine."
Vincent got out of the carriage, then Yuffie. His eyes studied the cloak fastened about her. It was his!
"Yes, Vinnie. I kept it," she said in response to his look. She smiled, though it wasn't visible beneath his cloak.
Vincent held out his arm and she accepted it. Together, they walked into the mall. Vincent followed her from shop to shop as she chatted about the yearly reunions with AVALANCHE and how everyone missed him, even Barret. She seemed like the seventeen-year old Yuffie that he had left behind six years before in the cave withonly his cloak and some materia.
Chapter Five: Disappearing Act
"Wanna stop at a restaurant?"
Vincent carried two shopping bags and Yuffie had a third, walking along beside him. ". . . If you wish."
Yuffie stopped suddenly and glared at him. "I asked you!"
'Valentine,' Chaos warned. 'She's mad.'
'I caught that Chaos,' Vincent replied.
"Know what? I-" she sighed defeatedly. "Nevermind. . ."
The demon-infested vampire saw the woman look away. "What?" He lifted her chin so she looked into his garnet eyes.
Her grey-eyed gaze fell into the depths of his garnet orbs of blood enabling her to see the demons within. ". . . For six years I've wondered. . . Why you left. Why I woke up with your cloak. Why you knocked me out. And why you took my damn chocobo!"
Vincent ignored her last statement. Charlemagne and Victoria had been his first meal. "I. . . I didn't want to endanger you, so I. . . cast Sleepel on you and left my cloak to keep you warm."
So many emotions flashed through her gray eyes that Vincent couldn't read them all. 'That's so sweet.' "Why?" He looked at her, his ruby eyes questioning. "Why did you want to protect me?"
Pondering for only a second, Vincent responded hesitantly. "You are my friend."
She shook her head in exasperation and... disappointment? "Nevermind, Vincent."
As Yuffie started to walk away, the vampire caught her arm. "What changed you so much? Surely all of this was not caused by me."
"Don't give yourself all the credit," she snapped and snatched her bags out of his claw. "Sometimes. . . People are forced to do things they'd rather not." Hastily, she walked toward the chocobo carriage.
'What does she mean?' he wondered to himself and the demons.
'Tap into her thoughts,' Chaos replied. 'You've done that twice in the six years of being a vampire.'
Hellmasker giggled dumbly. 'USE THE FORCE, OBI-WON!;
Sighing, Vincent stared at the ninja walking away and concentrated on her. 'At home,' he heard her thoughts as if she was speaking. 'I have an honorable husband, an honorable life. . . Yet. . . Why do I feel this way around him? Gods, I must be insane! Godo forces me to marry, so I do. Godo tells me to have a kid, but I WILL NOT! He can go have a damn kid!' An inward sigh to calm her nerves, then, 'WHY!? Gawd!' He pulled out of her mind and stopped.
The four demons giggled. 'What's so funny?'
'We were riiiiiiiiight!' Hellmasker said in a sing-song voice.
'About-?'
Chaos's growling laughter echoed through the vampire's head. 'Her. . . You. . . Our prank.'
'What?' But the four demons had buried themselves deep in the recesses of their master's mind.
"Yuffie, what have you been doing for the past four years?"
She glanced back and nearly fell over. Vincent had appeared out of nowhere. "Leviathon! I already told you! And it's been SIX years, not four."
"Yes, but you said that you have been. . . Maturing. . . for the past four years. How?"
A sigh escaped her smooth, pale pink lips. "I. . . Got married. An arranged marriage the I only did for the 'Good of Wutai.' That. . . And if I didn't get married. . . I would be banished."
Vincent watched her, listening, even the demons were quiet.
"I. . . I tried to find you. . . To invite you to my wedding, but couldn't. Tifa was my Maid of Honor and Justin's best friend, Josh, was his Best Man. Barret and Cid were positively pissed. . . Cloud. . ." A sad smile crossed her pretty features, even as tears filled her eyes. "Cloud let me cry on his shoulder. . . And walked me down the aisle. Godo had to be the priest. . . Cloud was my substitute big brother."
Without knowing what he was doing, Vincent Valentine took the former Kisaragi into his arms. He felt warm, wet spots forming on his black muscle shirt and felt her shudder with silent sobs.
"I don't even love him!" she cried in-between sobs. "I w-was taught t-to ma-a-arry som-m-meone you l-love, then G-G-Gods damned Godo makes me do the op-p-posite!"
The vampire ran his human hand through her long dark tresses. "So," he said hoarsely once she had calmed down. "What are you going to do?"
Wiping her eyes, she stepped back a step and felt his claw fall from her waist. "Go on married. . . What else CAN I do?"
Vincent's red eyes glanced over her at the chocobo carriage about twenty feet behind her. "Visit friends."
She shook her head. "That was my excuse for the past three weeks. Tonight, I went shopping to escape him." A look of absolute evil-ness (I don't thinks that's actually a word, now that I look at it... Oh well!) crossed her face. "I wonder. . ."
'"Wonder what?"
A gleam appeared in her eyes and a smirk played on her smooth, pale pink lips. The look of a trouble-making teen ninja that had been there while they were saving the world was on her face. "I can disapear!" She threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared.
Vincent used his lightning quick vampire reflexes (Just HAD to add that in there!) to move to a roof. He scanned Junon but couldn't find her. 'Tap into her thoughts, maybe?'
!!!
'Up she goes, up she goes,' Yuffie mentally sang, taking a leap to catch a fire escape ladder. Her hands barely caught hold of the bottom ring. 'Come, Josephine, in my flying machine. Up she goes, up she goes.' Skillfully, she climbed up using only her hands, the cold black metal leaving bruises on her pink palms.
A hand appeared beside her. "Would you like help?"
The former Kisaragi grinned her trademark lop-sided grin and took the right hand into her own. In a single pull, she landed not-so-gracefully on the roof of an apartment building.
"Thanks!" Vincent merely nodded in reply. "Can you help me with my disappearing act?"
". . . Depends on how you wish for me to help you."
The lop-sided grin appeared on her face again, letting him know that she was just as mischievous as ever.
!!!
A gold chocobo-drawn carriage decorated in crimson and gold trimmings raced toward the two men and one woman. The taller, younger man had an oriental complexion and dark hair kept in a tidy pony tail at the nape of his neck. His dark brown eyes watched eagerly for his young wife's return. This was Justin Van Dam, heir to the Kisaragi throne by marriage to Lady Yuffie of Wutai.
The shorter man wore the traditional robes instead of a navy blue suit, as Mr. Van Dam wore. His salt-and-pepper hair was long and also kept in a pony tail. He awaited, nearly as anxious as the younger man, for his daughter. She was late.
The woman was pretty with an ivory complexion and shoulder length raven-colored hair. She wore the traditional crimson garb of Lady Yuffie's personal servant. Shoise, they called her.
The chocobos let out a loud "Wark!" as the carriage slowed to a stop in front of the three humans. Shoise opened the door and Justin held out purple carnations.
No one was in the carriage to get out or accept the pretty flowers. A note caught the lord's attnetion and he scooped it up quickly.
Godo, Justin, & Shoise,
In case you're wondering and, most-likely, worried, I've met up with an old friend. We decided to hang out and he's going to teach me how to snow board. Don't worry, it's nothing bad. He's just the love of my life! Shoise, babe, follow your heart. Don't let others make your choices! Think of it this way... Red is nuetral, white is good, and black is evil. If your love is of black garb, go with him anyway! I chose red, and believe me, it's better than having your DADDY choose for you. In any case, I'll be home anytime from... NOW... until NEVER.
Love always!
Yuffie Kisaragi
"She's using Kisaragi again," Justin said, sounding crushed.
"What did she mean Shoise?"
The servant put on an innocent face, though she knew exactly what her lady meant. "I have no earthly idea, sire!" She bit her tongue to keep from shouting, "She meant that I should run away and get married to the witch doctor that I'm madly in love with!"
Justin looked at Godo. "I must find her! What does she mean he's the love of her life!? Who is this!? I shall rip him apart when I find him!"
Lord Godo looked at the ground in contemplation. "I know that it cannot be Strife, Wallace, or Highwind. . . No!" He gasped and looked at Lord Van Dam with wide eyes. "Damn Valentine!"