Final Fantasy VII SQUARE-ENIX. So I like to let you know I'll be studying the rest of the week (I really should!) so I won't update till around the 4th of July. Gomene!
Tifa was incredibly frustrating. She had seen that car, it wasn't a dream caused by her desire to reach home. Obviously without any proof she wasn't convincing her so-called-friends on the matter.
"Cid! You have to believe me, at least you!"
Cid looked at her and then back at Vincent. They left the small shack and headed to woods where they could talk privately, Viviane ignored their absence completely.
"I…believe you…like…a bit…" he scratched his head looking down "But honestly..."
"What's with you two?" she got up "Just cause she's a woman you'd think she's as helpless as she would seem, and she doesn't look that way at all, and after all we've had to deal with…" she turned to Cid "How about that head-prostitute friend of yours…"
"Ahhh…" he replied and sighed "Guess that's true."
"Listen Tifa" Vincent got up as well "We'll keep and eye on her and see what she's up to. We can't act without clear evidence…maybe that car you saw wasn't hers."
"Humph! I wonder how ready you are to doubt the woman which resembles the one you lost" and so she turned away once more. Vincent didn't even try to reply, she had to go and sulk for a while and then she'd come back and they'd perch things up.
"Oh brother!" Cid got up as well "She really has a fit for mourning men."
"…guess she does…"
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Without further thought she headed once more to were the car was, even if it wasn't there anymore she was bound to find tracks that proved her theory. After a quick look at the surroundings she felt she was headed right and moved on to the precise area. She shook her head, listened carefully and finally got down on four looking for sign of the tracks indicating the vehicle was there. Nothing.
Then she heard a rustle…another one? She turned helplessly and then a sound of an object moving quickly against the wind…she turned behind too late…the pain against her neck made her loose her sense and all she saw…was black!
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"Where the hell is Tifa?" Cid laid his head helpless against the table "It's getting dark already."
"Yeah, I'm quite concerned as well."
Viviane placed too bowl with weird green mushy stuff in them "She'll be back when she's hungry."
"What if something happened to her?" Cid raised his head.
"That bitch ain't so lucky!"
Vincent slammed his metal arm hard on the table "Pay more respect when talking about our friend."
"I'm supposed to be scared?" she did startle though "If you guys don't wanna deal with me get out at once" and so she went to her room.
Vincent let himself go on the chair breathing deeply "I…we have to go and find her."
"Right!" he put the spoon down "This stuff kinda sucks anyways!"
They grabbed their stuff and headed to the door, that woman certainly didn't deserve a goodbye and Vincent seemed to have shoved her image for the person she truly was.
As Cid opened the door he saw the familiar figure of Rude in front of him.
"What the…" he slammed the door hard "Vinc…"
He turned at once with him heading for Viviane's room, she opened the door before they reached her.
"Is there a problem?"
She wasn't wearing her customary attire, instead, she was dressed in black and loading her shot-gun.
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"Uhmmm…" she felt dizzy, her head full of pain and blood…as if…she opened her eyes slightly and watched the ground and some black pants. She blinked and shook her head unable to make any other move.
"HUH!"
"Rise and shine tooth's!"
Her wrists and ankles were tied and she was being carried around like bag of potatoes by none other than Reno.
"Put me down asshole!" she shook nervously.
"Calm down already! Or I'm giving your little hump a nice spanking" and he taunted her by tapping his club at her buttocks.
Tifa snorted hard and shook around "Put me down already!"
"Dun worry…" he grabbed something out of his pocket and pushed a button. She couldn't see it from her position clearly but he had opened the door of a car and he shoved her in. After tying her with the belts in the car he moved to the driver seat.
"W-where are we going?"
He turned smiling "We're going for a little ride tooth's, and I'm just sure you're dying to get out of this place."
And she was.
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"Move!" Viviane's shot-gun shoving Cid forward "We ain't got all day you faggot!"
"Faggot?" he turned abruptly "The fuck…"
"Turn! NOW!" she added with a harder tone.
"Sheeeshhh…If I get out of this one you're going down…"
Rude led to the chopper. After tying them up the bald dark man asked Viviane to have an eye on them and to be careful. He didn't want another scene like the one that took place weeks before.
After they reached height Viviane sat down in front of them.
"So…you don't look like Lucrecia for nothing…"
"Lucrecia Crescent, yes…it is more than a simple coincidence" she took a pack of cigarettes out "Our boss knew very well about you, we still have your data."
"And how are you related to her?"
She inhaled deeply the carcinogenic stick before answering.
"I'm just her cousin…we looked quite alike. How does it feel to be fooled by the woman who looks so much like the one you loved?"
Vincent didn't answer, he simply stared. His thoughts wondering if Tifa was fine, which was probable since she wasn't there with them…or was she?
"What about Tifa?" asked Cid reading his friends mind.
"Oh…the bitch, she's fine. I called Reno to go take care of her…and since I just received a message that confirmed he captured her…let's say she's alive."
"What are you planning to do with us?"
"What a silly question blonde…you're baits! Simply baits to get the rest of your lousy bunch! Once you've fulfilled your mission you'll be six feet below…" she smiled and stood up going towards the cock pit.
"Hey Rude! How much more far is it?"
"Not much really…five minutes I'd say. How about Reno?"
"He didn't say anything yet, only that he caught her. I'll call him right away."
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"Hoy Vivy! I'm running outta gas guys…I'll see what I can find. There's a small town nearby, I'll see what I can manage."
Tifa gasped, was he talking to Viviane?
"She's alive" he turned a bit to her "Hey! Your friends too tooth's."
She managed to grimace and look away, a bit happy and bit sad still.
"Darn you Vince! If you and Cid had only listened to me."
After a while she saw Reno go into a small town and after a while they parked in front of a hotel. The town apparently, even if small, had quite an economical position. At least, judging by the looks of the hotel. Some artistic decoration and a small fountain outside made the place look inviting.
"A shower…a shower…" she sighed and then noticed Reno come towards her with a smirk. He opened the door and cut her tied writs in a quick move.
"Release your feet and get out of the car. Don't try anything stupid tooth's. I got my gun right here!"
"Humph" she did as told and got out of the car. Reno kept his distance.
"Now come on, be a good girl and act all sweetie and all."
Once at the reception he booked a room putting his hand underneath her shirt on her back. The cold metal of the gun didn't even give the chance to protest of such an invasive move.
"Here you go, please have a nice sleep" she smiled, just as if she were looking at a sweet couple.
Once in the elevator Reno released her and moved behind her.
"Could you please avoid taking such liberties in the future?"
"Shut yer trap! I've had enough of people bossing me around."
Once inside Tifa noticed the room was rather big for a small town's hotel. And actually…the furniture looked expensive…and there was even a TV set.
"Why are we staying here?"
"I'm outta gas, I'm tired, hungry…and I get to stay here free by shoving off receipts to my department."
Tifa gave him a puzzled look "I'm not sleeping with you."
He chuckled "As I said before…I'm the one giving orders here…you'll sleep on the couch and I'm getting the cosy bed."
"What a gentleman" she almost smiled thinking of her and Vincent arguing about the bed back in the village.
"What's so nice?
"Nothing actually…listen, she turned to the bathroom…I really need to bath…"
"Forget it!"
"We're on the third floor!"
"I don't give a damn where we are. Unless you're willing to bath with me looking you're not doing anything like that."
Tifa snorted. She was willing to beg for some fresh clean water.
"What if I have to go the toilet?"
"Well…" he thought about it for a while "Guess I can deal with it…go take your shower…but…if you're not out in 20 minutes I'm coming in!"
"20 minutes!"
"And keep the door slightly open…"
"I'm not letting you peep!"
He grabbed his club and blew it hard against the wall missing a couple of inches from her head. Tifa startled and looked nervously at the black stick.
"I'm not gonna repeat myself tooth's! I'm the one giving orders around here."
Maybe she had been underestimating too much the position in which she was and she had to admit the shower was too inviting.
When Tifa got in the shower Reno called the reception for food…and something else.
So far so good, I got some new ideas back…I hope to develop them nicely and smoothly enough.