These aren't mine, I don't know why I have to repeat myself, but I really don't wanna be sued! The only one original in the green haired man that's looking for Vincent. You don't really know who he is, but it will all be explained in the far later chapters.. believe me. This story is going to rock starting now! Lol!! NO Flames please!! But I will take your Critiques!! I really need them!! So anything will help!! Thanks. Ok. I know I know, Vinnie is having one hell of a dream here, but believe me when I say that the next chapter is it for the shin-ra academy!! well, at least for a while anyways....I swear, you'll really find out why Vince joins the turks, and everything will get back on track... until the next dream sequence. Oh, this story is definitely dedicated to all you sick sick sick fangirls out there.. and I guess I could be counted in that category as well... in my own way... ahemememme. Well on with the show.. this is rather long so bear with me... no flames though!!
Red Death's Love
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Vincent had just been re-assigned a new room. He was disappointed because he liked his old dorm. He had been living by himself for a good year, and he rather enjoyed it. During the course of last year, he had been switched in and out of grades, the Dean of housing really didn't know where to put him, so he just kept him there, but now that the year was over, Vincent had to move into his rightful place in the senior dorms. He packed all his belongings and planned to be miserable for the next year. He had been very spoiled.
When he got to the door of his new room, he could hear loud music coming from within. Vincent groaned. Oh no, please don't tell me I have to room here? He opened the door and what did his wondering eyes appear?
The room was small, and there were two bunk beds in the room. One was placed on the wall to Vincent's left, the other on the wall next to the door, on his right. There was a window on the opposite wall of Vincent. It was perched all the way to the right side of the room. There dark blue curtains hanging over the window, blocking all the light. There was a tall lamp in the room, that shown brightly.
There were two closets in the room and a small little bathroom. A piece of hard thick wood protruded two feet from the wall opposite of him. On it was a grey stereo systems and a pair of speakers that throbbed with the beat of the music.
God, the music was awful, what do they call it? Hardcore? How could these people stand listening to this garbage?
One side of the room had posters with scantily clad women plastered all over it. The other side barely had anything on it.
There were two guys in the room. One was in the bottom bunk bed to the right reading a book, the other had glasses and was walking around in an apron with yellow rubber gloves dusting and cleaning. Vincent walked in with his things. The two men looked at him. The one that was cleaning the room went over to the stereo and turned the music down. The one in the bed sat up and put his book down.
The room mate with the glasses pushed them back and gave Vincent a goofy grin.
"Eh... hey there miss, I think you got the wrong room.... I mean, unless you're here to see Greyson." He said almost dreamily.
The boy had dirty blond hair and a bowl hair cut. He had light skin and stood about 5'8. He was very thin, and didn't seem to have any sort of mass to him. Vincent glared at the boy. True, he hadn't found a good barber shop, so he didn't cut his hair. Last year his hair was at his shoulders, now it was down to the small of his back. Since his features were aqualine and feminine, it was easy for someone of the same sex to mistake him as a woman.
Vincent glared at his new roommate.
"I am not a woman." He stated coolly.
The guy quickly gulped and realized his mistake as soon as Vincent spoke. He looked like a girl, but he sure as hell didn't sound like one. The guy laughed nervously and put his hand behind his head.
"HHeh- I-I'm real sorry about that guy! I didn't mean to call you a girl, I mean, you just kinda look like one!! I mean, with the long hair and stuff, it's just hard for me to tell that's all..."
He erked when he saw the fiery look in Vincent's eyes. The boy knew he had gone too far, but he couldn't help it. He was a clumsy idiot. It was his nature.
The guy under the bed got up. He was dark-skinned and had a wide nose and thick lips. He stood two feet taller than Vincent, which is pretty tall because Vincent's six feet. He had cornrows in his hair and thick muscles that bulged from his uniform. The dark waved his hand at his room mate.
"Ah, don't mind Mouse," He said, his voice thick and deep. "He's like that all the time, you'll get used to it. You must be the new roomie."
The man stuck out his large hands and offered it to Vincent.
"My name is Darren James Watkins, but everyone here knows me as D.J. or Deej."
Vincent nodded and shook hands with the big guy. "Thank you."
Not wanting to be left out of the conversation, the boy known as Mouse stuck out his hand as well.
"Eh, my name is Calvin Sykes, but here at Shin-Ra Academy, they call me Mouse! It's very nice to meet you ah.. "
Vincent reached over to shake his hand and answered, "Valentine, Vincent Valentine."
At which point Mouse jumps away from Vincent and cowers behind Deej.
"Yah!!!"
Deej stares at Vincent with his jaws gaping.
"No WAY!? You're Valentine?"
Mouse pipes up from behind Dj. "THE Vincent VALENTINE?!?"
Vincent looked at the two of them astonished that they would know his name. He didn't think that the upperclassmen seniors wanted anything to do with lowerclassmen issues, so how did they come across his name?
"How do you guys know me?" He asked curiously.
"Well, everyone here knows you Valentine." DJ said folding his arms across his broad chest.
"Yeah, who doesn't?" Mouse agreed at which point DJ became angry.
Mouse was violating his personal space. He pulled the geeky boy out from behind him.
"Mouse, didn't we talk about personal space?"
Mouse pushed his glasses back. "Oh yeah, sorry."
Vincent shook his head.
"Wait a minute, I don't get it! So how do you know me again?"
"Well, like Mouse said, who doesn't know your name, you're the guy that got Professor Hoffman on probation!"
Mouse cut off DJ. "A-And you're the guy that sleeps in class and gets all A's!!"
"They say you're a wizard of some sort!"
"Uh huh yeah, like casting spells on the teachers and the girls, you know make the girls like you an all.."
"They say you made Professor Donovan leave the school!"
Mouse groaned. "Yeah, he never liked me too much! I'm glad he left school! Good Riddance!"
"They say that you made Professor Hingleton cry, when you told her that her theory on Time and Space was incorrect!!"
"Uh huh, How could you Valentine? She reminds me of my mother!!"
"Mouse, all fat balding women look like your mom!"
"Thanks Deej... sheesh.."
Vincent was taken back by all the things that he was hearing. Were these rumors a regular every day conversation for everyone? How come HE's never heard of them?
"Well, if this is all true, then how come I've never heard any of it?" Vincent asked.
Mouse shook his head. "No way would anyone say it to your face.. What? Do you think they want a deathwish?"
Dj nodded. "Yeah, everyone's too afraid that you'll do something to them, like put a curse on them..."
Mouse jumped in. "Yeah, either that, or suck their blood!"
"What?!" Vincent cried out. "That's Ludicrous!!"
Mouse nodded. "Well, yeah! That's what all the girls are saying.. although I know a few that said that they wouldn't mind it if you suck on them, and you know suck their blood out and stuff!!"
Mouse pulled his wallet out and grabbed a picture of a cute red hair girl with pig-tails.
He smothered the picture on his face. "Oh, my little Goth-girl Megumi!!!"
Vincent curled his lip in disgust. "Now, who's this Megumi so I know to stay away from her?"
DJ shook his head. "Man, and here I thought you were just a myth... you know? I didn't think anyone could do what you did, and get away with it! Let alone be a lower classman."
Vincent scratched his head. "You guys put so much worth on titles! What's being a lower classmen, or upper classmen have to do with anything? It doesn't really matter, as long as you have all the knowledge and education you need!"
Mouse and Dj shook their heads soflty. There was a long pause after he said that then DJ rubbed his chin.
"Yeah well anyways, Mouse and Greyson share the bunk together, so I guess it's gonna be you and me Valentine...I hope you don't mind me calling you that."
Vincent shook his head. "No not at all."
Dj jumped back in his bed and picked up reading where he last left off. Mouse went outside and pulled the rest of Vincent's stuff in.
"Here lemme help ya out there Vinnie ol' pal!"
Vincent groaned. "Ugh, you can call me anything but Vinnie please."
Mouse smiled.
"Sure alright Vinni- I mean Valentine!" He caught himself at the last minute.
Vincent sighed. Well at least they seemed agreeable, he thought as he unpacked his things and put them in the closet. After Mouse helped him with his things, he went back to dusting. The room looked to be in order, since Mouse seems to enjoy playing house-keeping.
The closet that Dj and Vincent shared was rather small, but when Vincent went to hang his clothes, he realized that Deej was a light packer. He hardly had anything in the closet. Just a pair of well polished shoes and two of the same uniforms as well as three shirts and two pairs of blue slacks.
There was a little chest drawer next to their bunk, Vincent gathered that they would be sharing that as well. That's probably where he keeps his personal things, Vincent noted as he hung his second uniform on a hanger and placed it inside.
Dj looked up from his book. "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you Valentine, I go home a lot on the weekends, so I'm a pretty light packer, although you must've noticed that already!"
Vincent gave him a curt smile. "Yeah, I kinda figured that."
Dj nodded over to the drawer. "Yeah well, I have the first to are mine, the last two are yours."
"Fine," Vincent said nonchalantly.
There was a long silence that followed. After Vincent unpacked all of his things, he began to put the covers of his bed sheets on.
Mouse turned to Dj. "Hey, Deej? How do you suppose Greyson will react when he finds out that we got a fourth room mate?"
DJ shrugged never taking his eyes off his book. "I dunno, same as always... throw a fit, cuss a lot, and then try to start something with him... then after that, who knows...."
"Oh." Mouse said.
He stopped dusting and started to clean the windows. Vincent was a bit concerned about what DJ said. Granted the DJ, and Mouse seemed alright, but what about this Greyson character? Judging from DJ's comment, it sounded like Vincent might have a tough time with him.
Vincent continued with the covers, and then started with the pillows.
Mouse started again. "Hey, DJ? How come he never did what he did to me, to you?"
DJ turned to the next page of his book. "Because I'm big, black and I can kick his ass..." He said matter-of-factly.
"Oh." Mouse said as he finished with the windows.
Just as Mouse got done cleaning the windows, one of the upper classmen pupils ran into their room. He was gasping for air.
"Hah .... Hah... Kouger... hah... hah.. Fight...." That was all he needed to say.
Mouse and DJ took one look at each other and ran out of the room. A few seconds later, Mouse runs back in, quickly takes off his apron and gloves and run back out again.
Vincent sighs. Great, this is what I have to look forward to being a senior? He quietly followed the trail of students to the cafeteria. There was a big commotion going on.
What is happening here? Vincent thought as he circled around the mob of students. Because he was tall, Vincent could see over most of the students heads.
They were all chanting "Kougar! Kougar!"
One female in the crowd screamed annoyingly "Go Kougar! I love you!"
Vincent rolled his eyes. Annoying fan-girls! He could see two students in the middle of the crowd. They were pitted against each other. There was a big guy who everyone in the school dubbed as Olaf, the official school bully, and there was another guy.
He was 5'9, and had short spiky blonde hair. His bangs were long and curled under his chin. He was lean and muscular and had a bronze glow to his skin. His uniform jacket was off, and all the upperclassmen girls were swooning over his taut body.
He had a small tattoo on his cheek, it was written in Chinese. It looked more like a branded tattoo to Vincent more than anything. That guy probably got it because he thought it was cool. Vincent crossed his arms and leaned up against the cafeteria wall.
He could see Mouse and DJ from afar. Dj looked uninterested in the fight, like he half expected it to be over already. Mouse was hooting and cheering for the blond guy, who Vincent assumed was Kougar.
Olaf was strong, but way too slow. From what Vincent could tell, the smaller guy was stringing him along. He was ducking and dodging every punch that Olaf threw. He did it in a way that looked like he was teasing the poor oaf.
After five minutes of this nonsense, Vincent grew tired of this façade. He said out loud, "Finish it up already, so that we can be on our way!"
When he said that, Kougar's looked in his direction.
"WHAT? Who said that?!" He cried.
Unfortunately for him, he turned his head at the wrong time. Olaf's right hook came flying through the air, landing squarely on Kougar's jaw. Everyone gasped. It seemed as if time stopped. Kougar's body was suspended in air for one brief moment, then as it came back down, Kougar's eyes were blazing.
He recovered in record time to doge the next blow, and duck. When he did so, he quickly kicked Olaf's feet from under him and the big giant fell to the ground with a thud. Kougar then jumps up into the air and lands on the behemoth's solar plexis.
Olaf cried out as the blow hit home. He flopped around on the ground for a few minutes, then passed out.
After the fight was over, there was a bit of a pause, then the clapping and cheering began. Kougar snapped his fingers and a couple of his fan girls brought it to him. They oogled over him and touched the muscles of his arms saying how strong he was.
Vincent felt like throwing up. No wonder that guy has a major ego!
Kougar looked around the room.
"Hey! Who was the one that made that comment earlier?!" He threatened.
The room stopped. No one said anything. Kougar ran his hand through his spikes.
"Well, come on!! Speak up whoever you are!! Someone made a comment that caused me to lose my concentration!!! I wanna know who it was so that I can give you your rightful beating!" He declared hostile.
Dj rolled his eyes up to the ceiling and Mouse was quietly looking down at the floor twiddling his thumbs. Kougar continued to rant.
"I'm not hearing things!! I know one of you must've said it!! Well, whoever you are, you must be a coward... heh, you probably never even fought in your life!! So what do you know about anything?"
So no one would stand up to his challenge? Kougar sneered. Hah, they're all afraid of me... they should be... I'm the best.
Then out of no where, a strong voice lifted from behind the crowd. "I did, I was the one that made that comment earlier!"
Kougar grinned evilly. So there was someone here that was willing to defy him. Heh heh.. well whoever you are... you won't be standing for long he guaranteed silently.
As the crowd parted, Kougar made his way toward the owner of the voice. Dj stood by patiently while Mouse gulped.
"Get out of my way!" Kougar cried as he pushed past his fellow classmates.
When he made it through the crowd, he came face to face with his unknown rival. It was a boy. He was tall about an inch or two taller than Greyson. He had long black hair and blue eyes that looked like the ocean. He had really pale skin. At first Kougar thought he was a she, but as he took a close gander, he realized that she was a he. You could always tell by the adam's apple in the neck.
He was in his uniform and he had four buttons on his collar. This guys's a senior? Kougar thought to himself. Then how come I've never seen him before? Well, no matter, he cracked his knuckles, no one distracts Kougar from a fight and get away with it!
"Well, stranger, before I give you a taste of my fists, would you mind telling me your name, so that I can send a letter of apology to your family?"
The boy leaning up against the wall stared him down evenly. "Of course..."
After a little pause, Kougar got tired of waiting.
"Well? What's your name?!" he asked hotly.
Vincent pulled away from the wall and put his hands in his pant pockets.
"Valentine... Vincent Valentine."
The entire cafeteria was silent. Kougar couldn't believe his ears. THE Vincent Valentine?! There was another moment of silence then all of the sudden, before either of them could do anything, a horde of horny teenage fan-girls mobbed Vincent.
"Ahh!! It's Mr. Valentine!!! Oh god!! Look at his hair!! He's so gorgeous!!"
Vincent was horrified he wanted to get away, but it was too late, there was nothing he could do as the mob of fangirls pulled him away leaving the rest of the upperclassmen boys in a stupor.
Kougar looked a little shaken.
"W-W-What just happened here?!"
Wasn't HE the one that had just defeated the tyrannical school bully? Wasn't HE the one that had gotten punched in the face by the evil Olaf? And- wasn't HE the one that was in the circle fighting?! What did this Valentine guy have that he didn't have? Kougar had a scowl on his face.
Dj tapped him on the shoulder.
"If you're wondering what this guy has over you, it's a little thing called class..."
Dj walked back towards the room with Mouse traling closely behind.
"Ah man... if it isn't Kougar getting all the girls, it's Valentine!" He said dejectedly.
Soon all the boys decided to take their leave of the cafeteria which left Olaf on the floor, and Kougar standing there stranded all by himself.
Who is this Valentine guy?
-End-