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"Talking"
Thoughts
Noises
Writing
Howls Talking (Dreams)
-Chaos-
Switching P.O.V.

Crimson Bane
Chapter Three
Vincent

Vincent walked into the haunted Japanese Styled house, hoping to find his friend. He was chasing her until she walked into here. But why was she here? How did they get into these woods? He asked himself these things as he walked further. The walls were stained with blood, He swore he heard creaking footsteps. He slid the door open, and saw the girl he was chasing. He long brown hair was tided back with a pink ribbon, her pink dress was torn and blood-stained. Vincent stared at the girl. Slowly, he called out to her. "Aerith?" She turned to face him, her neck turned 180 degrees. "AHHHH!" She screamed her fangs were large; her eyes turned black and drooped down. Something supernatural flew to him, knocking him down, twisting his neck all the way around….

Vincent's eyes shot open, he found himself on his floor, gasping for breathe. He felt sweat poor down his body as he looked around paranoid, and finally saw the kitten. "Aerith…" He gasped.

"AHHH!" He heard again. He turned to his bedroom, his vision was read from the dark and his vampire powers had turned on already. He moved stealthily to his room, and he opened the door. Nothing. Then he turned to the coffin where Yuffie began to scream again.

"AHHH!" Vincent opened the coffin lid. Yuffie frantically grabbed Vincent's neck, and clung to it. "Am I dead?" She whispered, crying.

"You're not dead…" He said, trying to calm her. She continued to hold onto him tight and bawl into his shoulder.

Vincent picked her up, and carried her to the living room. She calmed down a bit, and Vincent light the fireplace, making Yuffie able to see.

"You're not dead. I promise," Vincent said wearily. She continued to shake and cry. Vincent sighed, wondering what to do. "Would you like to sleep with me tonight?"

-OoOoh!-

Shut up. You're already in trouble.

"Y-Yeah… A-Are you sure –I-I-I'm not…"

"Yes."

"I t-t-t-think y-y-you're w-w-wrong." Vincent lay down on the couch, and Yuffie went with him. He moved his arms to hold her, and she welcomed him. "I-I-I must b-be in Heaven i-i-if I'm w-w-w-with an angel…"

Yuffie drifted off to sleep, and Vincent lay awake. Angel?

A Week Later…
Yuffie

Yuffie sat by the fire, petting Aerith. She had gotten used to this schedule, Wake up in the mornings with some sort of meat on the counter, warm up by the fire, read her book, A Taste Of Crimson, run around the cabin several times, throw snowballs at small animals that came by, then go back in, warm back up, then Vincent would come back from who knows where.

But today was a little bit different for Yuffie. Vincent was an hour late. And Yuffie was hungry- very hungry.

Yuffie walked into the kitchen where there was no visible food. She looked into the counter- some bread, pancake mix, three frying pans, and vegetable oil. She took these things out, then looked into the fridge. In there were some eggs and milk. Not exactly the best smelling milk ever, but this was Yuffie's hunger.

She looked at the ingredients she had before her. Her mother never taught her how to cook, nor would the slaves answer her when she talked to them. Now this experience would be pure instinct.

Yuffie got the bread, a frying pan, and the vegetable oil out. She put the frying pan on the stove and heated the vegetable oil on it. 5Then she put two slices of bread on it. Piece of cake… now for the rest of it!
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"Aerith- drive for it!" Yuffie screamed, and the "French Toast" exploded, making a mess all over in the kitchen. The cat meowed and ducked behind Yuffie. Yuffie screamed again, covered her head and expected something to hit her. Instead she heard the door open, and some one frantically turn everything off. Yuffie looked up to see Vincent look back at her. He shook his head, then sighed.

"Hey, Vinnie!" Yuffie said nervously. Yes Vinnie was the nickname she picked out. It was too much work to say 'Vincent'.

"Yuffie, what did you do to my kitch- and why does it smell so bad?" Vincent gagged at the smell.

"I don't know, what did you do to your eggs?" Yuffie asked, getting out from behind the table, stepping in something soggy with her bare foot. "Oooh! Eeew!"

"Let's get this cleaned up, in two hours I have some friends coming over for important business," Vincent said, grabbing a broom, mop, washrag, and sponge. "I was late because I went shopping. I got more food since you'll probably be here for awhile. I also got you some clothes because I'm sick of you wearing mine. I also got some feminine products for you," Vincent said reading her mind. Yuffie blushed slightly when he mention 'feminine products.'

"Thanks…" She mumbled.

"Also when I have my company come over I'd appreciate it if you left us alone. They'll be here for business matters."

"Where to?" She asked, taking the sponge and began to wipe down the table.

"Outside somewhere."

"'Kay," Yuffie agreed. She could be in her wolf form and catch some birds or something for a snack. No problem.

Later That Day
Vincent

"Hello, Cloud and Reno. Please take a seat." Vincent said when he heard a knock on the door. Earlier Yuffie had left, she decided to explore a bit while it was still light out.

The blonde came inside Vincent's cabin, and took off his coat. He brushed off some of the snow, then took off his boots. Reno did the same as well, and they both went into the living room and sat down on the couch, warming up from their two-hour trip.

"What has been going on recently with the council?' Vincent asked immediately.

"Not much. Everything has been frantic ever since the princess's disappearance," Cloud said. He ran his hand through his spiky hair. "It's been completely nuts, the Great Dame Alfa has been blaming anyone who seems the least suspicious. General Sephiroth is changing his plans. Instead of marrying her and taking over the wolves he's planning on attacking right now since they're weak."

"I think everyone's lost their minds," Reno said flatly.

"Nobody wants to know what you think. It's the perfect time to take back the empire form the wolves. Then everything will be as it was one thousand years ago., The wolves will be our slaves and the humans our food."

Vincent glanced at Aerith. She looked like she was about to cry.

"Is that all? What are we supposed to do?"

"Keep on the lookout for Yuffie Kisaragi. We can hold her ransom and it will be even easier to take over…."

-Aww Yuffie's the princess. Don't tell them, Vincent. Listen to me this time.-

I know. I was thinking the same thing.

-That's scary.-

Yes, I know.

Vincent remained quiet. "Do you know anything?" Reno asked, slightly suspicious.

"No."

"'Kay. What's been going on around here?" Reno asked looking round to find any change what-so-ever. Vincent was thankful he had put away all the groceries.

"Nothing. I'm rather tired tonight though, so I'll see you next week," Vincent said coldly as she showed them to the door.

"'Kay Later, Valentine."

Vincent made sure the two men had left before he met up with Aerith.

"CAV meeting, now. What should we do with Yuffie?"

"Don't give her to the vampires… but it's dangerous to keep her around here where Reno and Cloud might see her," Aerith said.

-And it's dangerous for you.-

"I was thinking the same thing… in five days is my next day off so I'll take her back to the castle where her mother and father will take care of her."

"Anything else?"

"What do you mean?"

"You should tell them about the assault. It would protect Yuffie-"

"I would be a traitor to my own kind!" Vincent roared at Aerith. "I don't want to go there again."

"Vinnie! I;'m back!" Yuffie yelled throughout the room, causing Vincent to jump. She came into the room whereVincent and Aerith were staring at her.

"Yeah…?"

"Nothing," Vincent said. I'm going out, I didn't hunt on my way back." Vincent said, and excused himself form Yuffie's presence.

That Night
Aerith

Aerith curled against the side of the open coffin. She was going to remain awake until Vincent would come back. She silently cried to herself, What's happened to Cloud? How could he do that? If only I could talk to him… if only I could turn back time.