It
.x. 2 .x.
As told by Vincent V.
She was joking.
Right?
I ignored it even though I felt as if it was staring at me.
Yuffie's words still fresh in my mind.
Me and her and some 'thing' like this?
Never.
I was a monster.
I could never do that to Yuffie.
I sigh.
"You know…"
A high, childish voice pierced through my thoughts.
"You could at least look at it."
I don't look at her, and set my gaze down at the thing that causes me this confusion.
Me.
The monster.
Vincent Valentine.
More than 50 years old, biologically.
Give something like 'this' to Yuffie?
Hah!
That is so far fetched, it is amusing.
But I look down at it, noting it's just like the feel of silk, and the look of porcelain. Even through its blotchy red-ness. And it's shining, sapphires glaring at me.
Then I turn my gaze to Yuffie.
Bending down into a crouch, playing a little hand game with Marlene.
All smiles and cheery laughter.
I give in to a small smile at the thought.
Me. Vincent Valentine, Yuffie, and something like this little 'thing' in my hands.
My smile just grows a little bit wider.
Until I notice that Yuffie is already at my side, also smiling at the little thing that could bring so much happiness by doing nothing at all.
I smile looking at her.
And she smiles looking at it.
It was smiles all round.
Normally I would have found that extremely disturbing and discomforting, but this was different.
It was nice.
The smiles bought comfort at this moment.
Maybe I was just out of it today.
And my smile didn't even falter as Marlene took the picture of us.
Until, of course, Cid butts in.
"Hey, Vincent, I haven't seen you smile at all, but I haven't seen anyone hold a smile as long as you just did back then. What happened? The little thing give you a virus?"
He laughs, and so does Barret.
And I glare daggers at them both.
"So, Vinnie! Are you gonna gimme one of these?"
Yuffie says, smiling widely.
And yet again, I smile.
Today, I smiled more than I ever have in my entire life.
And I find that disturbing and out of place.
But I smile for her.
And suddenly it doesn't seem so far fetched, the idea of me smiling for once in my life, and the idea of me and her and some 'thing' like 'this'.
"Be careful what you wish for Yuffie. It might just come true."
I say, grinning like mad.
Yuffie suddenly stops making weird noises at it.
And blinks up at me.
My, she looks adorable when she's clueless and quiet.
"D- Did I just…"
She stutters, I could almost break out, laughing.
Almost- but not quite.
I wasn't that out of it.
But Cid finished it off for her.
"Did I just hear the vampire, Vincent Valentine say that?"
I could not deny it.
So instead I said.
"I'm not a vampire."
"Holy, mother, Shiva, fu…"
Barret glared at Cid, slightly nudging his head toward Marlene and Denzel.
"…fudge."
Cid finished off, politely.
Yuffie, finally out of her state of unawareness, finished comprehending what I just said, grinned like there was no tomorrow.
"I'm gonna hold you to that Vincent Valentine."
And with a wink, she trots off down the hall, and I could just barely hear the echoes of a…
"Hi! Shera!"
…Down the hall.
I blinked.
And blinked.
And blinked.
And put on my emotionless face again.
"So, Cid. Do you want to hold 'it'?"
.x. 3 .x.
As told by Cid and Shera
A/N: If saying 'Me and Yuffie' instead of 'Yuffie and I' is a grammatical mistake, I am deeply sorry but that's the way I want it dialogued. I don't think it is, not in this kind of context anyway. But if it is, I am sorry but that is just the way I want it to be, no matter if it is correct or incorrect. If Vincent is OOC, as usual, that is the way I want him to be. Anything in where Vincent is romantically involve or somewhat in anyway, should be OC. But remember, he is saying he knows he is being a bit Out Of Character, and is a little bit 'Out of it.' So do pay heed to that. Thank you for reading an please.
I think I made it a bit more obvious. But 'it' is not anything perverted (That goes to you Schemergirl). If you don't get any of the hints, then you will find out in the last chapter...
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