Lucrecia looked at the tube in which Vincent was being kept in. With the ammounts of G-Substance he was recieving, the WEAPON would be absorbed into his body soon. She sighed and turned away from him. She could clearly remember Vincent showing her the engagement ring. It was a beautiful golden band with a small diamond incrested in it. She was married and he was madly in love with her. She couldnt accept it. She ran from him as he took her hand, not looking back. She fumbled with the ring placed on her finger and sighed, looking up at Vincent. His whole body was bandaged, from the wounds and experiments that her husband had preformed. His eyes were covered with a thin bandage, only his mouth was not covered.
She shook her head, not wanting to cry again. It was her fault that this happened to him. Why did Hojo have to shoot him? Did she love him, is that why he killed him? He was always so jealous, his rage was immense. She was awoken from her thoughts when sheheard the door open and she turned around, her husband in the doorframe.
"What are you doing here? I told you not to come here." He said.
"I-I Came to observe the G-Substance," She mumbled, not wanting to get hit. Her face was bruised already.
"Leave! At once!" He said, suprisingly calm.
The scene disapeared in a warm haze of red, the forms of Lucrecia and Hojo disapearing.
I felt so achey, my body feeling like it had gotten hit by a truck. I opened my eyes and groaned. I was laying in my hospital bed, my back still horribly sore from the operation. The operation was a complete sucsess, the fractured vertabrea was seperated from the healthy and now everything should be peachy. Oh yeah, besides the part about me having to sit around on my bum for a year. I sighed and pulled myself up into a sitting position. With so much time on my hands in this hospital, I taught myself how to sit up with this annoying cast on and how to actually get some sleep.
Today was the final day I would actually be in this hellhole and then, I could rest in the guestroom at Cid's house, since I had absolutely refused to go to Wutai. Godo would just tell me something like "I told you so" or something along the lines of that.
The sun shined brightly through my windows and radiated onto the vase of roses on my bedside table. The were from Aeris's garden, Tifa had said. That made me feel almost special. Aeris didn't look upon me as a child or a pest, I was her friend. I truely miss her. Just simple things like flowers make me think of her, and I love to think of all the memories.
I heard a steady knock on the door and Dr. Pierce waltzed on in.
"Well, Miss. Kisagari, I hope you are happy to know that the back cast comes off today and will be replaced with a brace." He said, pulling a pair of large, shining silver shears from his pocket.
"So, you're just going to cut it off?" I asked, as he helped me actually sit up. He nodded simply and i noted I was only dressed in a thin hospital gown with an open back and a pair of green shorts. The back cast was visable and Dr. Piece placed the shears carefully at the top and began cutting. It was hard work to cut off the thick cast, but with a bit of elbow grease and a bit of my cockiness, The cast came off simply. I wanted to laugh in the stupid, smelly cast's face as it fell limply to the ground. 'Ha ha! Im not your damn prisoner anymore!'
But Dr. Pierce grabbed a medium sized brown cardboard box from the corner of the room and sliced it open with the shears. He pulled out a white...thing. It was like a bullet proof vest, the back larger than the front, the back as large as the shoulders to the bum. The front started just below the chest and ended at the end of the stomach. It was okay, I guess. When Dr. Pierce turned away, I slipped it on. It was made of a cold plastic material, which made goosebumps rise on my arms. I slipped my gown back on and turned to Dr. Pierce.
"It fits like a glove," I said, turning around. My back was still very sore, but I was terribly happy to be able to stand without being stabbed with the rock-hard gauze of the cast. I twirled once more and Dr. Pierce looked on, simply happy. Maybe because I tried to be completely nasty to him, mainly because I never wanted to be here in the first place.
"Glad to hear it, Miss. Kisagari. Now, A woman named Shera called and said she would be comming here to pick you up. She brought in some clothes for you Yesterday She dropped off some clothes for you. So just get dressed and go down to the lobby," He explained. He shook my hand and said, "Its been a pleasure."
"Ditto," I said. 'Ha ha. Yeah right. Asshole.' Dr. Pierce was cocky, but he was an amazing doctor.
I slowly took off my shorts and gown, trying to get used to the movements of the brace. There was a pair of jeans for me, a flowered tank top, a vest, and a pair of sandals for me. I wished for my boots, shorts, and everything else, but Shera had taken that home to be washed. I sighed, slipping into the clothes and grabbing my Conformer. I turned around and bowed to the room. My bed was left messy and the thin white blanket was thrown on the floor casually. I walked towards the window and grabbed my vase, with the flowers. I would die if I left them here. Some idiot would probally just throw them in the garbage.
I walked out of the elevator and sighed. No Shera. There were young children running around and playing with toys and adults sitting in chairs, reading old, faded magazines. Nurses and doctors were walking around, talking rapidly. I walked out through the electric sliding doors and was amazed to feel the warm, but cool breeze on my skin. To inhale the fresh air was like heaven. I leaned on the wall and looked around. Rocket Town had grown since the last time I've been here. A few more small houses have been built, a few more shops too. The rocket is still sky-high, but it inches towards the ground almost everyday.
"Yuffie?" I hear a voice.
I turn and see Vincent.
"...What...are you doing here?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.
"Taking you to Cid's house." He said, grabbing the vase of flowers and my conformer from my hands.
"I'm quite capable of carrying my own things, thank ye," I said, trying to grab them, but Vincent's claw scratched my arm and I smacked his arm. "Jerk!"
"Accidents happen" he mumbled. He seemed distracted. But still, he was the same old Vinny.
We walked in silence on the way to Cid's house. More trees were growing and the air was fragrant with the smell of roses and other diffrent flowers. The dirt path we took slowly became narrower as we came into the town that I was used to. The weapon shop and the Shanghai Inn were by each other near the entrance of the town and the other shops and homes circled around the center of town. I loved the quiet of the town. It reminded me of the country, somehow. With all the new buildings and homes being put up, I try to cherish these moments.
I looked up at Vincent, whose deep red eyes were set on the path to Cid's house. I used to remember how I'd gaze at him as wer were talking. His pale face and beautiful eyes were so appealing to me. He looked really good right now, and I tried to ignore that. Being so distracted, I barely noticed my left sandal was half off. My right foot stepped on it and I pivoted backwards and I prepared myself for the landing that would ruin my back and forever would be remembered was the idiot who tripped over her sandals.
But I never did hit the ground. I felt a pair of arms, one quite cold and metally, grabbed me as My back was almost a foot from touching the ground. I carefully opened my eyes, and they were met with a pair of enchanting red ones. I realized that my face was only inches away from Vincent's. He pulled me back on my feet and let me go, I regained my footing and turned to him. I couldn't help but partially smile.
"Thanks...," I said. He nodded and I could sense that he wanted to smile.
As we got to the front door of the small house, the door opened and Cid's head popped out. His goggles were perched on his head and a pack of crumbled ciggerettes were placed haphazardly in the side.
"Hey!" He said, smiling, coming out and giving me a huge hug.
"Um...whoa. Remember, I just got out of the hospital," I said as he let go, "And since when have we been so nice to each other?"
"Since you became the flower girl in the wedding," Shera said, comming out was well. Her thin glasses were placed at the bridge of her nose and Her carmel colored hair was flowing around her shoulders. Her body was hidden behind her usual crisp white labcoat, which was a shocker.
"Hello, Yuffie. How are you feeling?" She asked, ushering Vinny and me into the house. She sat us down at the table and pulled out 4 tea mugs. We all sat down around the table as Shera filled out glasses with delicious smelling tea. I sipped my tea generously, glad for the good tea. The hospital tea tased like dirt flavored water...Whatever that tasted like.
"I'm feeling pretty good." I replied, after almost finishing off the cup of tea. Shera smiled and said, "Thats good. We have your room all set up for you."
I nodded and said, "thank you. Thanks for letting me stay here, I really wouldnt want to go home."
"Thats okay. Tommarow we have to go and shop for dresses," Shera said, excitedly. Ever since the space program ended, I could imagine that Shera was always waiting for Cid to marry her, even thou Cid bossed her around and such. They actually did make a really cute couple.
"That sounds like fun," I said.
After a moment of silence and Me drinking cup after cup of tea, Shera finally showed me my room. It was pretty small, but very nice. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room with two large pillows and a comfy looking patch-work quilt on it. There was a dresser and a bed side table in the room and a small window, which had a small view of the town. I was happy, more than happy. I hugged Shera and kept telling her how much she didn't have to do this for little, ol' me.
After Shera left me by myself, I looked through the dresser drawers. Shera took the liberty of sorting all the things in my traveling bags in the drawers. My clothes were neatly put into one drawer and all my fighting gear in another. I plopped down on the bed, wincing because of my back, a sharp pain flowing through it. The brace poked into my shoulders and I layed down, feeling a bit better. My feet were kind of sore as well, stupid sandals. Thats why I wear boots, so I dont look like a complete idiot when I fall over. But Vincent...
Hes like my savior almost. He's always there and Im grateful, but that tripping thing was my fault. I wanted to curl into a ball, but it was impossible because of my spine and the brace. I sighed flopping onto my stomach, the brace poking into it, but I ignored it. I was felling very tired all of a sudden, and I was off to dream land shortly.