title: mask
word count: 431
pairing: vincent/yuffie
summary: based off the word"Lucrecia."a drabble I was prompted to do by PyroBaka06.

"You're obsessed with her then, yeah? Lucrecia?"

Her question hung in the air with a giant question mark. It hovered over the two inhabitants of the room, growing stale and old, the uncomfortable silence lapsing into something far worse and more threatening. The speaker bit her lip and stared quietly (for once) into the fire in the fireplace. Her hands fiddled with the bottom of her green sweater and her toes wiggled in her shoes. She was impatient, at least.

In contrast, he was patient, silent, unmoving. His face was set in a mask that never changed except for those rare occasions when he would frown at her. But it was a change that the girl loved in him - the way his lips turned down and his eyes showed disapproval. It was different from his mask, which was usually always in place. One day she wished she could have the liberty of untying the red scrap of fabric that held his dark hair back and then kissing him until he smiled. She had a desperate crush on him. Except her question ruined things for her, didn't they?

She frowned and glanced around. "Uhh... err... sorry. Too personal, I know... I-I was just... curious because, well, you know, I kinda like you and all and it really sucks that you only think about Lucrecia and never about me and..." Her eyes widened when he stood and stepped towards her, but she couldn't stop talking. "And so I thought that my question would ruin things and that you'd hate me for bringing up someone who was obviously so dear to you and well, it was stupid of me and I really didn't mean it..." He was standing over her now, one eyebrow raised at her. It was a unique expression. "And now you're going to laugh at me because you think I'm an idiot - which I am, and I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that and of course you like Lucrecia better and it's good that you're so loyal and --"

He shook his head quickly. "Silence, Yuffie. How can I kiss you if you talk?" Stunned speechless, Yuffie sat there and stared up at him as he hesitantly ran a finger under her chin, across her cheekbones, up to her forehead. Then he kissed her, his mouth blooming on hers with sparks flaring through her mind and all across her body.

"Vincent?" Yuffie asked, quivering, once he stepped back.

He shook his head and offered her the ghost of a smile. "No. I am not obsessed with Lucrecia."

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