Chapter 19: Comforting from strangers

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"Who's there?!" Yuffie demanded.

"Shit!!" Tyloric screamed in his head and mentally kicked himself for thinking out loud in the first place.

"WELL!? DON'T USE THAT DAMN DON'T TALK AND THEY'LL THINK YOU'RE NOT HERE METHOD!!! COME THE FUCK OUT!" She blew a fuse.

Tyloric jumped from the tree keeping a straight face.

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Yuffie was partly shocked when she saw him. He had long black hair like Vincent's and wore the exact same cape. He had on the same boots and had a scar over his right eye. The only thing that set him and Vincent apart was that his eyes we're a pale gray like hers.

"Vincent?..." she asked. He shook his head.

"My names Tyloric" He said emotionless.

"Why we're you spying on me?!" She still sounded shocked.

"Err..." he didn't know what to say.

"Well?!" sounding serious all of a sudden.

"Well..." he continued "I'd tell you but you really wouldn't believe me"

"TELL ME ANYWAY!" she was annoyed.

"Promise you won't freak out?"

" OK OK! NOW SPIT IT OUT DAMNIT!"

Tyloric didn't know his mother could have such a temper.

He took a deep breath  and began "My full name will probley give you a hint of what I'm going to say... My name is Tyloric, Tyloric Victor Valentine"

Yuffie's eyes widened. Valentine?! But that would mean... "You don't mean what I think you mean do you?"

"Afraid so. I am you're son..."

She gasped.

"I know it's a surprise"

She didn't know why but she suddenly felt sorrow in her heart. Valentine... that name made her long for Vincent... She put her head down to hide her tears, but the sobs she couldn't hide.

"What's wrong?" his voice showing concern.

"It's nothing..."

"No, please, I insist"

She smiled. He really was her and Vincent's son... So polite just like him...

"I just miss him..." she whispered.

He slowly walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her. She gasped in surprise at first but let him hold her in his grasp. She couldn't explain it. She had only just met this man who claimed to be her son a minute ago and she was already falling in his arms... But... she knew he was telling the truth... he looked and acted just like Vincent... his touch was also just as comforting... so soft... and gentle...

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He didn't know why he was doing what he was, but he just felt that it was his place too... since dad wasn't here too... it was funny though, in this time period he was older than his mother. He didn't feel like laughing though... he just wanted his mom to feel better before he did anything else...

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She cried and sobbed in his shirt. The tears soaking in like it was a sponge on a wet counter top. He stroked her hair gently like Vincent used to do. His touch made her cry more because it made her want Vincent more and more... but... he was just so comforting... felt so much like Vincent...  he feel... his voice... his looks... even the smell of him... made her relax in his firm broad grasp.

"it's ok..." he assured her tightening his hold on her but not to where he would hurt her.

"*sniff* I just miss him so much..." she didn't understand her self. She was treating him like she had known him for years... but in a way... she had.

"I know... I know..." he kept being ever so gentle. She was so comfortable in his arms. But she did miss one thing, the claw. But she didn't know why.

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Tifa had made her way home along time ago. She kept having the feeling she should go back, but something told her not too. Little did she know that Yuffie just met her son... or soon to be son...

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Tyloric sat down and leaned against the tree, Yuffie still in his arms. She had stopped crying and was just... relaxing... now... loving the feel that was so much like Vincent's. She closed her eyes from exhaustion. She soon fell asleep in his arms... by accident. He smiled to him self. Dad had been right. She was just as beautiful as an angel when she slept. He gently rested his head on hers, soon falling asleep as well, and they rested in the sunset...