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Vincent Valentine was locked away in his coffin as usual. Stuck in the dark old mansion in Nibelhiem. The sad thing is he only comes out of it sporadically. This seclusion hasn't taken a terrible toll on Vincent mentally. He hasn't begun talking to imaginary people. Nor has he begun to see people that weren't there. But he wasn't prepared to go out into the outside world. Vincent was somewhere in the middle, the reason for this is a great mystery.
Today was one the days in which he would go out see the town. And after that it would be back to the coffin until the fallowing week. He only came out once a week. Vincent roused himself out of the coffin and straightened his wrinkled clothing. Even getting out the coffin was a chore. Stepping out of the basement and walking up the spiral staircase, Vincent inhaled the disgusting scent of mold. The smell didn't bother him, he was use to it.
It was a sunny day in Nibelhiem, but the townspeople had been inside. This was okay with Vincent. Whenever he saw one the townspeople or when they saw him, the only he could hear were their sarcastic remarks. The townspeople had spread all kinds of bazaar rumors about him. Most of them did not come close to being true. But Vincent assumed that this was the only way the townspeople could make themselves feel important. No one came to Nibelhiem, and people who lived in small towns were seen as nothing than bigots.
Vincent stared in the direction of Sephiroth's estate. It was a large house, possibly larger than the Nibelhiem mansion. He had only seen Sephiroth a few times. From what he saw, Sephiroth would sit on the porch and drink a glass of some alcoholic beverage. It didn't seem like he paid any attention to Vincent.
He decided to watch and see if Sephiroth would come out, besides it was one the few things he had to look forward to. Vincent sat down on the stone cold steps of the mansion. He looked around the yard and noticed how it had a very haunting feel to it. The grass was no longer green and there were dead flowers everywhere. The trees hovered over the yard as if they were going crash down on someone at any moment. Perhaps this is reason why the townspeople had been spreading rumors about him. But what did they really know?
Vincent was trying to enjoy the nice weather, but this was surprisingly hard. This is what happens when you shut yourself out from the rest of the world. Then it happened, HE came out of his estate. The strange thing about this is that Vincent wasn't expecting Sephiroth to come out. And as usual, he had an alcoholic beverage of some kind. Sephiroth didn't seem like the type to get drunk, he seemed liked someone who drunk only for pleasures.
He was wearing a long black robe with plant-like patterns. His hair was combed back as a few strands gently stroked his forehead. He was rather handsome. Sephirtoh seemed very relaxed to Vincent. He always viewed Sephiroth as being cold-blooded and cruel. But not today. He watched as Sephiroth sat down in his porch chair. He made a circular motion with his drink, and sniffed it before taking a sip. Vincent wondered why he was watching him, but as before, it was one of the few things he had to look forward to.
He watched as Sephiroth gently stroked his chest, he closed his and let out a soft yawn. His gestures all of a sudden intrigued Vincent, he never really saw him in this state. Vincent had never imagined that Sephiroth could seem so utterly human. What was more fascinating was that Sephiroth's gestures were 'his' gestures. Vincent stared absent mindedly watching him gulp down his glass of alcohol. He didn't even appear close to being intoxicated.
Then it happened, the idea suddenly hit Vincent. He would gather up some kind of courage and go over to Sephiroth's estate. What harm could it do? Besides he realized that he knew nothing about Sephiroth. He had to have some other qualities. He glanced around to if their were any townspeople around, if one them were to even see him approach Sephiroth's estate, no telling what kind of pointless rumors will began to arise.
He slowly walked towards his estate and forced himself to stay calm. His heart was beating madly. Sephiroth did not notice that Vincent was approaching him.
"Hello," Vincent said in a husky deep voice.
Sephiroth looked as though he didn't hear Vincent. But in fact he had.
"What are you doing out? Shouldn't you be in your coffin hiding from the rest of the world?
Vincent was taken aback. First off, he didn't understand why Sephiroth didn't simply say hello back. And second, he would never have guessed that Sephiroth had known about his seclusion, he didn't think Sephiroth even paid attention to how often he came out.
"I haven't been in seclusion long enough to forget manners." Vincent said.
Sephiroth gave a gentle smile and stood up.
"You have backbone, I see. Where are my manners? Hello, Vincent."
"Difficult?"
"No, no, not at all. But judging from that look on your face you didn't have the slightest idea that I had been watching your routine.
"How long have you been watching me?" Vincent asked.
"I don't think that's important, really. What should be important is that I have forgotten about you."
There was a surge of anger rising in Vincent, what on earth made him think that people had forgotten about him? He was glaring viciously at Sephiroth.
"You've got a lot of gall, for someone who has a lot of money you don't seem to get out much. I mean, to waste your time watching my routine. What gives you the right?"
Now, it Sephiroth's turn to be shocked. For moment he seemed a little angry, but it quickly faded.
"Let's not argue with one another. I sure the reason why you came over was to get to know me, no?" Sephiroth said politely.
"Yes," Vincent nodded in agreement. He looked over his shoulder to see if any of the townspeople came out. Sephiroth had seen this.
"Why are you looking over your shoulder like that, you actually have someone to visit?"
"No," Vincent said almost scoffing.
"It's those damn townspeople. I know they've been spreading rumors about me, I don't want them to see me speaking with you."
"What? Now why is that? What are they going to think?"
"You know full well what they're going to think." Vincent said almost raising his voice.
Sephiroth stepped off of his porch and leanded over to Vincent.
"Are they going to think that we're engaging in some sort of sexual activity?" Sephiroth asked whispering gently in Vincent's ear.
He could feel Sephiroth's hot breath against his ear. It felt wonderful to Vincent, he did not know until now that Sephiroth in fact arouse him. Vincent felt himself getting a little hard. He also could smell Sephiroth, and he had the most magnificent scent. The Vincent gently pushed him away. A door had opened and shut. It was one of the townspeople. She was a short heavyset woman who appeared to be in her fifties. She was wearing a white apron over yellow a dress.
Vincent quickly stepped back to turn and leave.
"Now hold on Vincent," Sephiroth said gently grabbing him the arm.
"Why wouldn't you want the townspeople to think that?"
Vincent didn't seem to understand this. What was Sephiroth trying to do, he thought.
"You know why," he said
Vincent had seen the woman staring into their direction and there had a shocking stare on her face.
"She sees us, I have to go, now!"
Sephiroth pulled Vincent close to him.
"Don't spend your time concerning yourself with these foolish townspeople think. I don't care and you shouldn't either. Besides, why don't we try to make this interesting?"
"I don't think I understand."
"Must I educate you?" Sephiroth said tilting Vincent's head back a little. "Just let me do this so I can show you what I mean."
He began to kiss Vincent on the neck very gently. His kisses were so divine that he closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel Sephiroth's soft kisses. Vincent could also feel Sephiroth's warm tongue, he shivered as Sephiroth trailed down his neck with his tongue. The two of them finally pulled away.
Vincent only stood motionless, as he was becoming more aware of what just happened.
"Come to my estate tomorrow as soon as you come out your coffin. I'll be waiting for you. And by the way, take a look at the expression on that woman's face." Sephiroth simply turned and went into his estate.
Vincent was still standing trying to collect himself. He had to admit, he liked what Sephiroth did to him. He hadn't felt that kind of pleasure in such a long time, and he had the opportunity to feel it again. He walked back to the Niblehiem mansion and saw the look on the woman's face. There was indeed shock and a hint of disgust.
"Is there a problem ma'am?" Vincent asked.
The woman just stammered.
"Why don't you have a nice day." He said and that's was the end of it. He went inside, not coming back out until the fallowing the day.
That's the end of that chapter, or maybe the end of this episode. Hope you enjoyed it.!