Disclaimer: Okay, this is purely a work of the imagination. There are and will be things that could and most likely would offend you. This fiction is as of right now, incomplete. I do not own any characters unless you've never heard of them… then I most likely made them up. This is a little OC… in many areas… but I did try to get some traits in that fit the characters. Doesn't really fallow any of the storylines. Flames are acceptable because I've gotten them before, just tell me what you didn't like about the story. Good luck… chapter four rating : PG13 on the safe side for language.
Last warning: this story contains rapes and underage sex. Sorry, but that's how it's turning out.
YAY! ANother ChaPter!!!! hugs pillow anyways, "Midgar ska Paradise Orchestra"... yeah, I stole that from Tokyo ska Praradise Orchestra... now go listen to them!!!! lol. I could SO see Vinnie listening to them!!! lol.
Chapter 4
Marlene awoke to the sound of vacuuming and Midgar ska Paradise Orchestra coming from the living room. Nanaki rolled over in his sleep as she sat in bed glancing about at all the things in Vincent's room, her lips quietly humming along with the distant music. Besides the bed, the small oak table next to it and a chest of drawers, there wasn't much else to it besides the closet. A few picture frames sat on the dresser: one of Vincent and Nanaki at a chocobo ranch, one with everyone together and one of an unfamiliar lady with long brown hair in a lab coat.
She got out of bed and walked over to her own bedroom, shutting the door behind herself. When she'd come out, Vincent was on the phone, Nanaki sitting on the couch, beside him.
"Cloud, don't be stupid."
Marlene froze; Cloud was on the phone.
"Marlene?" There was a pause. Marlene tried to ear what the other line was saying but to no avail.
"No." Marlene blinked and sat down on the floor by the couch at Vincent's bare feet.
"Yes…. No." Vincent sat, cold and tense, his metal claw absently stroking Nanaki's back.
"I don't know. She is in my care at the moment…." he turned down to Marlene who pushed aside her long bangs to see him clearly, her face showing signs of anxiety.
"Do you want to speak with Cloud?" She swallowed and gave a curt nod. Vincent handed her the phone.
"Cloud?" Marlene's voice shook slightly as she spoke into the receiver.
"Marlene…Marlene I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to hit you. But what you did--"
"Cloud…" tears threatened to break through her resistance.
"Marlene…." She looked up at Vincent, at the black tank top and blue jeans he wore… so similar to what Cloud had worn that night…. Her barrier was crushed. She just wanted things to be normal again.
"Cloud!" her sobs grew louder and all she could do was mumble his name. Vincent took the phone from her, Nanaki stepping off the couch to comfort the crying girl, as Vincent finished the conversation in the kitchen.
Ja, I know, short... I'm crazy like that. Blarg! Hope it's still interesting!