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"Talking"
Thoughts
Noises
Writing
Howls Talking
-Chaos-
Switching P.O.V.
Crimson Bane
Chapter Two
Vincent
Vincent took the young woman on his chocobo, and rode as quickly as he could to his home. The girl fell asleep after thirty minutes, and her head fell warmly into his right breast. She stayed that way until two hours later when she awoke, and mumbled something under her breathe. She leaned forward, and stared ahead of them.
"Where do you live?" The girl asked.
"About another three hours," Vincent replied.
"Oh. How wonderful," She said sarcastically.
"Have you gotten any of your memory back?" Vincent asked hopefully.
"Hmm… Not really. What is your name, anyways?"
"Vincent Valentine," Vincent said quietly. She nodded.
"My name is Yuffie Kisaragi."
Kisaragi? What is that from? I'll have to look into it more….
"Are you cold?" Vincent asked. –Smart question. She shouldn't be, I mean it's only freezing cold and she was in a river for who knows how long-
You're alive.
-I was sleeping, Vincent. You know demons that don't have a body can do that. So what are you going to do with miss Yuffie?-
Nothing you're thinking of.
- Ah, Vincent. I'm awfully hungry.-
Technically it's impossible for you to be hungry.
-We must be thinking different things then-
Vincent blocked him out. He looked down at Yuffie who was sleeping again.
Later At Vincent's cabin
Yuffie
"I'll get you another change of clothes," Vincent said to Yuffie when they got into the living room. Vincent threw a log into a fireplace, then lit a match. He waited a few moments, and then got back up again. He walked to his bedroom, and Yuffie remained in the room.
It wasn't that big, but wasn't small. It was cozy- how she liked it. The walls were made out of wood; there was a couch to the wall, then in front of it a fireplace. To the left were three shelves of gothic romance novels, and beside those was another door to the kitchen. In the kitchen was a tiny window, a small table, and two chairs. There was also a fridgerator, a counter, and some shelves with a sink.
Yuffie looked around the living room, and then walked over to the fireplace. She sat on the thick grey carpet, soaking it.
"Meow…"
Yuffie jumped. She looked over and saw a black cat with a small white spot around its left eye. It was only a kitten, and it had very thick hair. It had bi colored eyes as well.
"Aww." Yuffie cooed. She moved her fingers to the kitten, and the kitten came to her, sniffing her fingers before it rubbed its back under her hand.
"Her name is Aerith." Vincent's unexpected voice said from the hallway that leads to the bathroom and his-assuming-bedroom.
"She's pretty," Yuffie squeaked. She noticed the dark clothing in Vincent's arms.
"These are for you," Vincent tossed the clothes to her. I'll sleep on the couch tonight and tomorrow you'll have your memory back. "I'm going out for a little while; I'll be back by midnight. If you'd like to sleep, go ahead."
"No. I can take the couch this is after all your house…"
"And you are still freezing; you need a good night's sleep. Am I clear?" Vincent said coldly. Yuffie nodded.
"Okay." Vincent nodded, and then left the room, Yuffie heard the door open and close again, and then she was sure Vincent was gone. She looked at the clothes again. He had given her a pair of sweats and a black button up shirt. They were both probably going to be big for her.
With a sigh, Yuffie got up. She looked at the kitten who was attacking her toes. "I guess it's you and me, Aerith."
11:10 PM
Vincent
After his dinner, Vincent quietly entered his house. He opened his living room door, and saw Yuffie lying sprawled on the floor, snoring softly. Vincent picked her up carefully, and took her into his room. He laid her down in his coffin at the corner of his room. Vincent looked at her for real this time.
She was attractive- her rosy cheeks were too familiar. She was small for a werewolf her knew that. He remembered her round eyes that were too cute to put down. Perhaps that's why he took her home.
-Someone's becoming a real softie-
Shut up! Vincent closed the coffin.
-She'd moan so lovely, I can see it now…-
No.
-Her sweet warm blood would taste so good.-
No. I'm not going there again.
-You could take her now, she'd be powerless.-
She's too pure for me.
-You can change that-
No… No…
Surprisingly, Chaos fell quiet. Vincent sat on the couch, embracing the warm fire. He was cold; he had forgotten to take his cloak from Yuffie. So he hunted bad, he had only caught an owl.
He took off his boots, then his socks. Aerith came from under the couch.
"Did you see Cloud tonight?" Aerith asked.
"No. I'm not seeing him until next week." Aerith jumped onto the couch.
"You should have him over. It would be nice to see someone again. But not that I can complain much since you have the young girl over. She's nice. Where did you get her from?"
"When I went to see Tseng. I found her in a river and I took her back."
"What's her name?"
"Yuffie Kisaragi."
"Sounds familiar."
"Yes, I know," Vincent sprawled out over the couch. "I'll have to ask Cloud that when I see him."
"He'll know," Aerith agreed. The kitten curled up against Vincent's stomach. "I wish I could see him again. It's hard being immortal as a cat forever without seeing your love again."
"Yes, I know how it feels."