For The Love of Chaos

Chapter 13

When Anna finally woke up, she found her laying on a bed with no shirt on, and bandages around her upper torso. They bound her chest a bit from the tightness. "Mmm…" she groans. She was actually laying on her stomach. The only piece of clothing on her body was a pair of red and black boxer short. Vincent she thought quietly to her self, letting out a slight laugh as she realized they were his. Carefully, she pushed herself up a bit, before getting off the bed. She then went to the door, opening it, before walking out into the hallway. She looked around before slowly making her way downstairs. Though near the bottom, she started to fall, only to have someone catch her though. That someone happened to be Cloud.

"Careful" he said, holding her up. "Why are you out of bed anyway?" he asked, looking down at her. She swallowed, before speaking.

"Where…where is Vincent?" she whispered, wanting to know where her friend was.

"He's out at the moment, he should be back soon though" he informed her, helping her stand back up properly. She gave him a quiet thank you, before going and sitting down on one of the chair at a nearby table. She winced when her back made contact with the chair. Unknown to her, Cloud actually felt sorry for her, for he too had the stigma. Currently, Tifa was out picking something, so he could easily talk to Anna if he wanted to. "Your pain…it…must be worse than mine" he spoke quietly. This caused he to look at him for a moment.

"Worse than…yours?" she asked curiously. He nodded his head in response. "You mean…you have…" she couldn't really finish as she watched him nod his head, confirming her question and theory at the moment. Cloud didn't know why, but he felt as though it were safe to show her, so he did. Slowly, he pulled away the long sleeve covering his left arm, removing the wrapping of cloth. There it was, the stigma, laying on his upper arm.

"We both have the same thing" he said quietly. She gave a slight gasp when she saw it, shocked that he had the same thing. She then looked down for a moment, not really sure what to say or what to do.

"Does it hurt?" she finally asked.

"Yes…occasionally it does" he told her, before wrapping his arm back up. He didn't want Tifa walking in and seeing it. No soon did he do this, Tifa walked into the bar.

"Anna! Lord, what are you doing out here?" Tifa asked, walking over to her. When she reached her, she placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to wince. That shoulder had part of the stigma on it. "Oh, sorry" she said nervously, before taking a look at her back. A dingy black had covered most of the wrapping that was placed on her. It was far worse than Cloud's arm, that was for sure.

"Mmm…" she gave out a faint groan, before falling forward, Cloud catching her before she could hit the ground.

"Anna?" Tifa called out, but got nothing. "Anna!?" she tried again, but still got nothing. Cloud checked her forehead, only to find out that she had a high fever.

"She's sick Tifa" he explained as Anna moaned in pain. Cloud lifted her up in his arms carefully, before slowly making his way back upstairs, and into Vincent's room where she'd been staying currently. Vincent had made sure that Cloud knew that the room was to be shared by him Anna now. Cloud knew that Anna must be very special to Vincent for him to be doing that.

Cloud made sure to lay Anna down on her stomach, avoiding any further pain than what was necessary. As a result of having her on her stomach, he had to wrap cold cloths around her wrists to help keep her body temperature down to a decent level.

Once back down stairs, Cloud sat and talked with Tifa a bit. They both knew about her stigma, although, Anna was the only one that knew about his and he preferred to keep it that way. Although, he was sure that Vincent probably knew about it though. After all, that man knew everything it seemed. He had learned over time, that Vincent was a very observant person, and picked up on things quickly to say the least. Cloud was glad that they were friends though. He knew that he could always trust Vincent, and that Vincent would always be by their side.

After a while, Cloud heard the doors to the bar opening, Vincent stepping through them. "Hey Vincent" Cloud called, waving him over, Vincent obliged. "Anna's upstairs in your room. She came down earlier though, then ended up collapsing after a bit" he informed him. Vincent gave a curt nod, before making his way upstairs into his room. There, he found Anna laying on her stomach, wash cloths wrapped around her wrists. He walked up to her quietly, brushing a strand of hair from her face, placing it behind her ear. She seemed to stir a bit as he did this, opening her eyes a moment later. Her expression was tired, pained, lonely…

"Vincent…" she whispered, her eyes looking up at him. He looked down at her, giving her a small smile, placing a hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes again as he did this, relaxing a bit. He always did know how to calm her spirits. Vincent made sure to close the door, before coming back over to her and laying down beside her. He pulled her on top of him a bit, letting her get comfortable, since she couldn't lay on her back right now. She let out a contented sigh as she laid there with him, feeling as he ran his fingers through her hair. Soon, she found Chaos in his place, carefully holding her close to him. She smiled softly, snuggling up to him, enjoying having him with her. She didn't really understand it, but she knew that she cared for Chaos. She cared for Vincent too, but there was just something about Chaos in particular. Maybe it was the fact that he still had his wild instincts intact. It could have been his need to protect her or his willingness to be beside her, she didn't really know for sure. What she did know, was that she cared for him deeply…more than Vincent. Though she'd never let Vincent know that…he was…family. She sighed quietly, contemplating things in her head, though this made Chaos look at her.

"Anna?" his voice rang out into her ears, making her look up at him.

"Hm?" she asked, shaking her head slightly. He just looked down at her curiously.

"Something…is wrong?" he asked, carefully brushing his fingers against her face, before an idea popped into his head. He knew that she wouldn't tell him, so he decided to have a bit of fun. "Say my name?" he asked, grinning at her slightly. She gave him a funny look, though still said his name.

"Chaos…" she said quietly, making him smile.

"Say it again" he told her.

"Chaos" she said his name again.

"One…more…time?" he asked, slowly bringing his face towards hers.

"Chao…m…" she didn't finish as their lips met in a loving kiss. He had deliberately done that in order to kiss her, and it worked. She smiled into the kiss, knowing that he'd done it on purpose. "You're sneaky" she whispered, before kissing him lightly.

"I know, don't you just…love it?" he asked, whispering the last part into her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

"What if I say no?" she asked. This only caused him to look at her, giving her a blank look, before turning her head up to look at him. He was grinning.

"I know that you do. It's so obvious, how could anyone miss it?" he teased, before capturing her lips with his. Oh, how he loved kissing her with a passion. She was surprised that he had yet to change back into Vincent, normally he would have changed by now and left her hanging. After a minute or two, he pulled back, resting his head against hers.

"Happy now?" she asked, glancing up at him. He nodded his head happily, his eyes locking with hers.

"Very" he breathed out, smiling a bit as he did so. She gave out a small laugh at his response.

"It doesn't take much to make you happy, does it?" she asked, smiling at him. He grinned at this, pulling her against him some more, bringing his lips to her ear.

"As long as I have you by my side…I'll be satisfied" he said, whispering into her ear, causing her face to turn three shades of red.

"Chaos…" she whispered, not really knowing how to respond to this. As though sensing her dilemma, he merely placed her head upon his chest, allowing her to hear the sound of his heart beat. What found strange though, was how there seemed to be two hearts beating at once. Vincent and Chaos, two different people, but connected as one. "Two heart beats…in one…" she whispered quietly to herself, closing her eyes as her head laid on his chest.

"There may be two of us Anna…but you may only belong to one of us…and…" he looked straight at her, staring into her eyes as his eyes grew brighter "…you're mine…" he told her quietly, a small possessive growl coming from him. What he did next though, shocked her to no end. Within a moment, he had her pinned against him, holding her to him tightly.

"Chaos what are you…" she started, but before she could say anything else, he had her lips locked with his. Seconds later, his lips were on her neck, kissing it as though trying to numb it. He trailed kisses all the way down her neck and to her collar bone, before his mouth opened wide, revealing his fangs. A second later, pain shot through her neck as his fangs pierced through her skin. She let out a sharp cry of pain, which Chaos quickly covered with his hand, muffling it. He didn't like causing her pain, but in his mind, this HAD to be done. A few tears fell as they laid there, Chaos' fangs within her skin. After what seemed like an eternity, Chaos fine drew back his fangs from her neck, slowly licking away the blood. This caused a shiver to run down her spine. Once he was done, he removed his hand from her mouth, replacing it with his lips. He kissed her softly, before pulling back, staring at her. His eyes were still glowing with their feral nature, but had dimmed down a bit.

"Now you're mine" he told her happily, gently stroking the lovely bite mark that lay between her neck and collar bone. He nuzzled her cheek lightly with his face, purring almost. At the same time, she was trying to fight away the darkness that was engulfing her, but it wasn't working. Soon, she was out like a light, Chaos still nuzzling her cheek.

Not long after, Chaos groaned as Vincent fought for control, quickly attaining it. Once Vincent gained control, he was outraged at what he had found. There, on Anna's neck, he had found the bite mark. "Chaos…" Vincent growled angrily at the demon inside of him, only to receive a hearty chuckle from him. "What…did…you…do…" he growled, eyes narrowed at the spot.

"What do you mean? I merely made her mine as it should be" Chaos told him confidently, only furthering to infuriate Vincent. Vincent's eyes grew slightly wider with fury.

"You mean you claimed her…!?" he said harshly.

"Oh no my friend, claiming her, will come later. I merely marked her to show that she's mine" he informed him, a knowing smirk on Chaos' face. He knew that he'd struck a nerve and he was reveling in it.

"You won't touch her" Vincent spat back, his hand twitching slightly.

"That's where you're mistaken Vinnie boy…she's mine to do with how ever I please…" Chaos stated, growling at the end for emphasis on what was his. Vincent's fingers curled up tightly upon hearing this.

"You won't touch her!" Vincent said again, making it clear to what he was saying.

"She's…MINE!" Chaos raged, sending a wave of pain through Vincent's pain.

"Ah!" he grunted, clutching his chest. "Bastard…" he spat, trying to remain steady.

The two of them bickered back and forth for hours, until Anna began to stir, her eyes opening slowly. "Chaos…" she murmured. This caused Chaos to grin.

"See? What did I tell you? She's mine" Chaos announced happily to Vincent, before regaining control and sitting in front of Anna. The moment that she was fully awake though, she shoved him off of the bed and onto the floor, glaring.

"You jerk!" she shouted.

"You were saying?" Vincent inquired, a smug look on his face. Chaos just growled at him, before leaping back onto the bed and pinning her down.

"Get off of me!" she shouted, struggling against him. In seconds, his lips were upon hers, quieting her struggles instantly.

"Mine…" he answered Vincent, grinning into the kiss, before pulling her up against him. Anna's mind was spinning as she laid there. One moment she was a rage of fire, then the next, barely a simmer. Why did he always have to do that to her? She just didn't understand it.

Ok, there's chapter 13. Sorry for the wait everyone, I kind of had a tough time thinking of what to write, but I don't think I have to worry about that anymore. Oh yeah, and I'll be adding a new OC soon. Remember REVIEW that way I know how I'm doing and how well everyone likes it. Please and thank you. Byebye.