A/N: As an early Christmas gift to all my loyal readers. As a warning though, there will be lemons here, so if you are offended, then you may skip the beginning here...all I ask is that if anyone wishes to flame me at any point in this story without a valid reason, that you burn in hell while being raped by the demons down there. The time of Vincent's death and the end of the story is at hand…soon, he will be visiting Dr. Edwards again to die. I know it's sad, but all the same, do read and review would you kindly?
Somewhere in Gongaga…
Time until Vincent's life expires: 21 days, 3 months
The Wise Titan was the oldest tree in the world—it was said to have been grown on the day that Gaia was born, and it still remains the oldest non-redwood tree in the world. It was said in days of yore that this tree was the site of an ancient shrine that the Cetra venerated before they disappeared from the face of the world…although Yuffie and Vincent sadly knew that the Cetra line had died with Aeris on their first journey together to save the world. They sat at the roots of the Wise Titan, looking up at the branches, decorated with holy wards and what appeared to be glyphs that the Cetra had written with. It was no wonder that this was sacred ground—the whole area was pure. There was nothing but silence—birds only sang as if in reverie…the beasts nearby dare not come here to make any noise…it was as if this tree and everything around it was holy even to the animals, and they paid it respect as if it were a king of some sort due to the inviting white glow that surrounded the tree.
It was also said that the Wise Titan could grant wishes to those who gazed upon the stars in its presence…such was the legendary power of the world's largest tree in the oak family…which was exactly what Yuffie and Vincent were doing at the moment. Yuffie sat in between Vincent's legs, the both of them looking up at the night sky with their wishes going upon the night sky. "Have you made your wish yet Vinnie?"
"I figured since I'm dying, I may as well make one last plea to anyone listening out there."
"Well, what was the wish?"
"That I would live long enough to at least see our daughter grow up to be every bit as beautiful as her mother."
Yuffie was silent for a moment as she rubbed her hand upon her child-swollen belly—this was something she also wanted. "I wished that I could have you in my arms forever, and that we'll be a happy family together with our little princess."
A sigh left Vincent's lips. "One of these days Yuffie, maybe we'll be together as a family…and when your time comes, we'll be together as husband and wife again even if it is for but a moment. I only hope that when it is our time to reincarnate, that we would meet again in the same life as lovers."
"Maybe…someday…"
"You do realize that we are alone in this part of the forest?"
The playfulness in her voice was clear. "Vincent, we can't! This is holy ground!"
"I have heard a story that this area was so safe and sacred to all living beings that some of the nearby animal tribes looking for a permanent alliance to mix in their family would come here on a full moon where a particular ritual would take place. This ritual was a sort of politically arranged marriage where the alpha male and the alpha female of each animal tribe of the same species would come here when they've agreed to the terms of whatever alliance they have decided to form. If they do not agree, then they do not bother coming—for the moment they set foot in this sacred area, not even hunting and harmful words are allowed. Once they step foot into the area, the deal is sealed—and the alpha male and the alpha female of their respective tribes make sincere love to each other with the tree as witness to their agreement to the alliance…hence why this tree is also known as the 'Tree of Love', the 'Tree of Unity', the 'Peace-bringer', and even 'Negotiator'."
Yuffie started to hug closer to Vincent, nuzzling her face into his chest. Her body temperature increasing as the next few words left his lips while his hands found their way to her ass. His voice was very soothing as he whispered near her ear while massaging both sides slowly. "Do you want to help me to renew my alliance with you your majesty?"
Her resistance was slowly starting to fade away. "We can't…not while there's a chance that a deer could be watching."
"My nose is still very sensitive…I can smell that you are reluctant to say 'no'…that as I am touching you, you really want to say 'yes' to that prospect…there are no deer here and neither are any of Cid's more lecherous crewmen…nor do we have to worry about Cid and or Shera walking in on us while we are maintaining our alliance. And so you know…I'll be very gentle."
Those last four words were enough for Yuffie to jump up slightly to catch Vincent's neck in a passionate kiss. It seemed that now was a good time for the two of them to do this—there may not be much of a chance to…maintain their alliance in the future. Soon, the two of them will be in a hospital—Yuffie to bring a child into this life and Vincent to be there for her before he leaves it. The point of the whole idea of the list was to make exceptionally good memories before Vincent dies…he may as well share another memory of love and passion with his wife. He lowered his head in front of hers and locked lips with her—the taste of all strange combinations of things that Yuffie had been eating in her pregnancy had been remaining in her mouth for some time now…good thing that the sedative that Reeve handed to her was a nutrient that was not harmful to the baby, especially given her condition of motion sickness; at least he would not have to taste the vomit in her mouth as strongly. Fried watermelon, chocolate-dipped pickles, apples dipped in brown gravy, even turnip soaked in vinegar that had been soaking in the juices from a wasabi root…the latter of which actually made sense to him. But aside from that, he could also taste the natural sweetness of her mouth, only amplified by her pregnancy in his opinion.
It was clear that neither of them could hold back any longer…and this was especially true with Vincent as his body temperature had risen to match with the heat that was generated by Yuffie's body. Vincent reached out to the green jacket and started unbuttoning the article of clothing while Yuffie took to the zipper on the back of her husband's leather jumpsuit—the same he had worn when he was out fighting DEEPGROUND. His surprise came however when he found out that Yuffie was not wearing a bra. His hands were off of her breasts for that moment, and taking advantage of his surprise, Yuffie pulled the sleeves off of her husband—Vincent had enough time to get over his shock to gently push the sleeves off her shoulders before soft breasts and a child-swollen belly gently pressed against his well-sculpted abdominal muscles. As he removed her stretchy pregnancy pants, he found to his surprise and pleasure that Yuffie was also not wearing her panties. It would not be long until Vincent began to embrace her in his arms, and he felt the pulse of life coming from her belly against his abs, as well as her occasional kicking…he remembered the time he was there for their little princess' first kick…and he remembered the comment Yuffie had on that moment, and her exact words were "She's gonna be every bit as bouncy as me."
As soon as he removed the pants off of his wife, Vincent briefly broke the kiss and turned away from Yuffie to reach into his pack to reveal a bottle of orange-scented oil in the bag he brought with them, and wiped both his hands on the lubricant before he started massaging every curve of his wife with a firm hand and going so far as to lubricate in between her toes—and the soles of her feet. Once he saw that Yuffie was shiny and slick with the oil, he made a move to pull her body closer to his by her neck before he gently pushed her backwards onto the soft earth and swallowing in her moans as he continued kissing Yuffie…and moving his hand from her neck, he grazed his palm in the valley between her breasts, climbed up and then down the hill containing their pretty little girl and causing a pleasured shudder to conduct more electricity from ecstasy up Yuffie's back as he touched her navel, continuing its journey down to almost reach her clit before retracing its trip back up to her neck. With each repeat of the movements of his hand, Yuffie's breath had quickened, and her moans came more often…and after almost fifteen trips on the path it had been taking, the hand found its way to her clit, and he began massaging it in a clockwise direction twice, then reversing the direction four times—it became a process of wash-rinse-repeat ten times before he extended two of his fingers over her nether-regions, moving them back and forth five times before bringing them into her vagina.
Yuffie was not simply lying there on the ground doing nothing…from the very beginning of locking lips with Vincent, she had been using one arm to lock his head onto hers—she could taste the flavor of spice in his mouth even though it was starting to fade and become replaced with a more watered-down version of the flavor she loved of him. It was as though the fact that he was dying was taking away his flavor of life. She moved to use her free arm to trace a circle around his left pectoral muscle before tracing her palm all the way down on his torso, feeling the pits and the ripples of muscles as she moved them downwards, eventually finding her target. It was much hotter than the rest of his body—not so much now because they were still in the game of foreplay, but that was why a partner was normally needed while actually performing the act of sex. She found her hand wrapped around the rod of flesh, and tightened her grip as she began to stroke it rather gently. The kiss they were locked in made it easier for her to get him harder, and it wasn't long until she started accelerating her stroking…turning the game of foreplay into a game of chicken—whomever came first was the loser, and the winner was allowed to take initiative in order to prepare for the actual deed of making love. As Yuffie accelerated the speed of her stroking, she noted that Vincent was struggling to keep the rate of his fingers pumping into her nether-regions constant. It wasn't long now…and Yuffie's aggression had won her this game of chicken! Now she got the pleasure of taking his rod into her mouth, and beginning the blowjob…her tongue technique had improved over the years—she figured since Vincent enjoyed torturing her by moving slowly before making her beg him to go faster, a bit of karmic retribution was in order…as she stroked his manhood with her lips and her tongue ever-so slowly causing Vincent to groan, although she could've sworn she heard him whispering the word 'faster' as she pumped the rod in and out of her mouth.
After almost eight minutes of stroking Vincent finally came…and Yuffie took a moment to pleasure herself by covering herself in the oil to ensure that she could have an easier time of rubbing every part of her body against that finely sculpted torso of her husband. She then positioned herself over Vincent's manhood, and then impaled herself upon it…letting out a moan and then heaving a sigh as she adjusted herself to fit his size—she would not tighten herself until the time was right. Her hips ground against his gently and slowly, rubbing her breasts and her belly against the rise and fall within his muscles before pulling herself off, and then she repeated the motion like a broom sweeping along the floor—only moving forward as she ground against him. The next move was a 180-degree turn around the fleshy rod as she started bouncing up and down.
"Faster…"
At this point, Yuffie lifted up both of Vincent's legs before she sped up her ministrations…
"Faster…"
She could tell he was getting close…and in response, she started tightening around him while pumping her hips faster…
"Yuffie…I'm getting close…"
Upon hearing those words, she knew that it was now or never! She finished off by slamming her hips downwards as her head flung backwards from the pleasure.
"YUFFIE!"
"VINCENT!"
She felt the pulse of Vincent fire several spurts into her…two in succession; and the third and last one sending out the hardest of pulse of all. Weakened by her orgasm, Yuffie collapsed and fell backwards onto Vincent, allowing his right hand to gently snake up between her breasts and catching one of them in his hand before he started massaging it, and then allowing his left hand to travel downwards to her belly—massaging the watermelon-sized lump of flesh containing their daughter in a circular motion as the two of them felt the occasional kicks from their little princess.
Vincent moved to stroke Yuffie's hair ever so softly. "You know…we could get arrested for this…after all, we technically had sex in front of our little girl…"
"Mmm…well you could just not tell anyone that we did it…"
"Or I could rat us both out, and then we'll be locked in the same cell…where I can be the only one to treat you proper."
"Ooh…kinky…me like!"
The two of them looked up at the stars and the moon…in this part of the world you can actually see them clearer than anywhere else if you were not in space, and that is because this area of the world is pollution-free. Vincent knew that this was probably another sight he may not get to see before he dies…and it compared to the firefly show he attended with Yuffie a few days prior to leaving Wutai. This view was beautiful, and so he kept watch until his eyes felt heavy…and he fell asleep with Yuffie in his embrace…
Cid and Shera had followed this couple silently…initially they were going to watch quietly, but then they saw the two of them getting hot and heavy, and so they decided to leave for but a moment so that the two of them could have privacy. It was no doubt that Vincent knew that they were following him and his wife, and the sound of him and Yuffie having sex even though she was pregnant made Cid wonder why he hadn't thought of it before. Of course his musings were quashed when he noted Shera's glare—it was then that he was reminded of why he never even tried…when women get pregnant, they get unpredictable. His voice was a whisper. "Okay, woman…I fucking get it…sheesh, I knew those two were in love from day one, but judging from their cries, I just didn't know that they were THIS hot…"
The second she turned her head, Shera blushed to herself—oh the dirty thoughts that were running through her head at the moment…her nerves were doing the best they could to prevent a nosebleed at the memory of what she heard. But all in all, she knew what had to be done. She pulled out the blanket, and started walking out of the clearing to cover the two lovers…crying silent tears. Once her work was done, she went to Cid who comforted her on their way back to the airship named after her…and Cid could not blame her because he too was on the verge of tears, as Vincent didn't have much longer to live.
Unknown time and location…
He was falling, and no sooner than he felt that sensation, he looked around himself…white…white…there was nothing but white all around him as he noticed that he was slowly spinning towards his right side in the middle of a freefall. What was going on? The only thing Vincent noticed strange about himself was that he was missing his body from his trunk and below…all that was left now was his chest, his arms, and his head, all clothed in the way he was when he was out pursuing DEEPGROUND down to his beloved red cape. Perhaps this was the rate at which his soul was deteriorating because he did not go to see a shaman to help himself…and it was shown as he was losing more and more of his body at a steady rate.
As he thought back to all the times he had with his friends…no, his family, he began to wonder what life would have been like if he had not suffered from this condition…the times he'd be missing with Yuffie…and then he also realized that he would be missing his daughter's first steps, her first word, being there to threaten her potential boyfriends with his death glare that he would be teaching her, and even teaching her how to hold a gun…so many things he wished he could do with his daughter and all the happiness he'd promised give Yuffie on the day of their marriage. However, his thoughts were interrupted as he found himself landing face-first in the middle of a green field with many flowers. He gathered what strength was left in his body, and lifted himself up on his arms to see a pair of legs in close proximity to each other before him…one pair of legs was wearing an indigo pair of tied BDU pants and black leather boots, while the other pair were feminine and exposed wearing a pair of brown leather boots and a pink dress. Oh he knew who these feminine legs belonged to…and judging by the black-haired man with blue eyes embracing her, Vincent put two-and-two together in that very instant upon making eye contact with him. He knew who they were…especially the woman having a look of sadness in those beautiful green eyes of hers for him…oh how could anybody forget her, even if she looked like she was about to cry…
"You're back."
Golden Saucer, Backstage in the "Lady of the Night"…
Time Until Vincent's Life Expires: 5 Days, 2 Months
The "Lady of the Night" had gone through several changes since he was last here—one of which was the addition of a stage as many of the patrons loved music…sometimes rock bands were invited into the club, sometimes it was a talent show for prospective bands looking to make a breakthrough. Tonight however, was a piano concert that Vincent had signed up for shortly after his heart stopped. In the time he had spent between here and Gongaga, he had been rehearsing nonstop. Vincent looked outside the curtain to see his friends on the other side…this would be the first time he would be performing in front of them, although Rufus, Cid, and Shera had been given a preview of what to expect from his playing, and Yuffie had heard him play before.
Luckily, Rufus was a member even though he did not visit often. Cloud and the others on the other hand, were given membership to the club after swearing to secrecy that nobody else would know of this place. He made sure that they all knew the password, and so one by one, he noted that all of his friends were in attendance—the only ones not getting any alcohol tonight would be Tifa, Yuffie, Denzel, Marlene, and most probably Nanaki. Yes, they are all watching, and so he may as well play one more song before he dies…and he shall play with all of his soul. With that on mind, he walked on out to the microphone…
All of AVALANCHE looked out at the stage…it seemed that Vincent had gathered them all for a little get-together, even inviting the kids. "Where is Vincent?" asked Cloud, "He said he had a surprise for us here." Cloud and Barrett knew of this club by reputation—it was a place where normally only the rich and famous would come. The question on their mind however was 'How is it that Vincent is a member?' "He'll be here," said Yuffie, "he wouldn't leave us hanging after all."
As if on cue, the spotlight turned to a movement in the curtains. There, in a black suit was Vincent walking in all of his glory—paler due to the fact that he was dying, but still no less beautiful in the eyes of many women. His steps carried him regally to the microphone before he stopped and pulled it off the stand…
The pressure of speaking out in public was there—he had handled terrorists before, and maybe even a few evil dictators, but nothing terrified him more than speaking or even performing in public. It was fortunate that he mastered his fear of performing long ago when his father took him here to practice on the piano. In his hand was a glass of "Chateau de St Sang" 1997 merlot. "I thank you ladies and gentlemen for being here tonight. Since I am here, I may as well make a toast to two of my friends in AVALANCHE, all of whom are in attendance along with President Shin-Ra himself. I am sorry to the two of you if I am repeating this, as I feel like I owe you to at least the honor of finishing my toast to you on the eve of announcing the conception of your beautiful twins. To Cloud Strife, I wish you a long and happy future with Tifa at your side, and two new lives which you shall be bringing into this world. To you, Tifa Lockheart, I wish you a full life with your family—you have been a mother to many and so to honor all mothers around the world, I shall be playing this song in honor of you Tifa…and also in honor of my mother." With that, Vincent raised his glass, and downed its contents before sitting at the seat of the grand piano.
The second he started hitting keys, everyone was silent—nobody was disturbing him. The tunes he played had truly struck a chord in everyone who listened…upon hearing the song, the entire audience had begun having beautiful memories of simpler times; times for some when their families were whole, and especially times when at least their mothers were around. Yuffie knew that this was the same song he played long ago when they were last here in the Golden Saucer, but even then, it brought her back to all the good times she had when her mother was still alive. Tifa on the other hand, was quite moved by this song…whoever Vincent's mother was, she must have been as beautiful on the inside as she was outside while she was alive due to the sort of melancholy tone he was playing in—it inspired her to be a good mother and a good wife. Once the song ended, everyone clapped…this was a good song indeed.
Flashback…roughly 25 days ago…
Yuffie had been here once or twice before with Vincent…to think that this woman once had the heart of her husband was actually very believable, as she could see why she was able to do so very easily. Still, despite her utter hatred for this woman, she had a list to complete, while Vincent was preparing for completing his revised list. Looking on at the sight before her, she knew that Lucrecia Crescent was a true beauty in every sense of the word, putting her on tier with both Aeris and Tifa, and it was forever immortalized by the crystallized mako that she was entombed in.
"Yuffie Kisaragi," the words were spoken to her telepathically—Yuffie could hear anything that Lucrecia would try to say due to achieving a clear channel of reception with her spiritual partner, "a pleasure to actually meet you in person. I don't suppose you're here to curse my very existence are you? I wouldn't blame you for that…I deserve far worse for what I've done to Sephiroth, and especially to Vincent."
"I suppose you're right Lucrecia…from the moment I heard of what you've done, I've been seething for everything that's happened…you broke Vincent's heart, and worse, you injected yourself with JENOVA cells which would later drive him mad. But at the same time, I can't bring myself to hate you because if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met Vincent…I wouldn't have been able to fix his broken heart that you left him with…and most of all, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen in love with him, even if he is dying now."
The tone that Lucrecia used was one of sadness. "I know. It won't be long until it is time for him to die…"
"How did you know?"
"A certain flower we know of had come and told me of his plight. I'm only sorry that she had to come and tell me…and that I lied to Hojo that Sephiroth was his son…I feel that had I the courage to tell Vincent about Sephiroth, if I had the sense or at least the morality in me to listen to Vincent in the first place, none of this would have happened—I could have died happily with Vincent knowing that our son has grown up happy and proper with a loving family that had taken good care of him. I suppose I feel that I still owe Sephiroth the real love of a mother just as Vincent feels that he owes him bonds as a father. It doesn't matter though…it would seem that now I will get a chance to at least be reunited with our son…"
"What do you mean?"
"What Vincent doesn't know is that because I still have a lot of love for him, my lifeline is tied to his. The moment that he dies is the moment that I would die as well…thus freeing me from the Mako I am trapped in. Once I am free, I intend to make it up to Sephiroth for everything I've done to him—my only regret is that once he dies, I will not be able to do the same for him, as his entire soul would be consumed by the void that is eating away at it…and every day, more of his soul will be devoured until even his life is sapped away, and when that happens, he cannot pass into the Lifestream…and then your cycle of Samsara will not take place as there is no soul to reincarnate."
"Is it really that hopeless for him?"
"Unfortunately so…there is no way to save him…but I will tell you this; although his soul will be devoured completely, some things have been saved."
"What do you mean?"
"That is something I cannot explain to you. You'll have to meet the flower-girl again to completely understand what it is that is going to happen."
"Why not just tell me?"
"It is too terrible to tell you what it is…however I will say that you'll understand when you see her again."
Present Time…
Twenty other pianists have played so far, and it is Vincent who gets to play the last song of the recital. After seeing the lady walk into the curtain, he made sure to get his sheet ready—he checked to make sure that all the pages were there, and once done, he walked out onto the stage and bowed before sitting back down on the piano. "Thank-you ladies and gentlemen…you have been most kind. My next song will go to all of AVALANCHE…in honor of one we have all loved, and shall never forget. In addition to the last song, this was to be played on the anniversary of AVALANCHE's victory during the Crisis in the Sky. And so this song is dedicated to Miss Aeris Gainsborough…may you forever rest in peace."
As he played, the image that he was portraying throughout the song was clear…it brought back memories of Aeris when she was alive to all members of AVALANCHE…Elmyra however, was the one most in tears as this was her daughter that he was playing for, as the music played on the piano brought back memories of happier times she had shared with Aeris. This was the first time that Yuffie had heard this song, and it brought tears to her eyes that she would never see her sister-figure in the group again until her time came, as she remembered all the times that she was there for her up until the point where everyone lost her a while after finding Vincent…and she especially cried, because were it not for her meddling with some assistance from Tifa, Yuffie would not have taken the initiative to pursue Vincent's affections…were it not for Aeris, she would not be married to the man of her dreams. Tifa noticed that Yuffie was already crying, and held her hand to reassure her friend…as she was not the only one who lost a sister-figure. However, Vincent was especially moved to tears because he was unable to save such a pure soul—a soul that had given so much to her friends and asked for so little. She was a person she would never forget as long as he lived.
The song had ended with many people in tears…they had the feeling that this song was in memory of a long-lost friend. It wasn't long until Vincent stood up and bowed before the audience. However, just as he was about to leave, he heard the crowd crying something out…something like "Encore!" He turned and faced the crowd again—they were calling him out for an encore performance…even everyone from AVALANCHE had called it up. Oh he knew the song he wanted to play now…and so he got back onto the seat, and pulled the microphone to his lips.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank-you for giving me the opportunity to play one more song…I was hoping to close my act with that last song, but since you all want more, I suppose I should oblige. It was my dream to become a professional pianist…funny how life takes you places you never thought you'd go…in any case, this song has been the first one I learned to truly master, and it was a song that I really sang to. I am not certain as to how well I remember the song, but I shall do my best. To you, Yuffie Kisaragi, I shall play this song and close this show…because with you and the other members in AVALANCHE, I really learned the value of family…and because of this, I don't want to miss a thing…which happens to be the title of the song. And so, without further ado, I shall play this classic by Aerosmith for you as my way of saying 'goodbye'." Upon hearing those final words, the crowd had died down, allowing Vincent to pour his entire soul into playing the song…and as he was giving it his all, he may as well sing along…
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure
Don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing
Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
I just wanna stay with you in this moment forever, forever and ever
I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing
I don't wanna miss one smile, I don't wanna miss one kiss
I just wanna be with you, right here with you, just like this
I just want to hold you close, feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment for all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes, don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby and I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you the sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep
Yeah, I don't wanna miss a thing
The second the song was over, Vincent looked to the crowd…their eyes were wide, and their jaws were hanging. With a heavy sigh, Vincent got up, and turned to finally leave—perhaps he was really rusty on the song…the second he touched a hand on the curtain, he then heard the sounds of clapping. At first, it was light, and then it became heavier and more rapid—it seemed that people really loved his playing. With that thought in mind, Vincent turned to the crowd and bowed respectfully. Both he and Yuffie had finished their lists—but it was his apprehension as to what would be coming next that he feared…
A/N: Oh dear, that's not good…what did Aeris mean when she said 'You're back'? I think I have a few names that are sure to be winners since I'm not getting a lot of baby girl names…the name with the most votes among the reviewers will be chosen from those who have reviewed to this chapter…and credit will go to whoever contributed that name. Also, I am also considering several songs that Vincent will play on the piano for his very last song…if those who review can help me choose one, then it would be lovely. Kudos to elyrics for the lyrics that are used here.
Girl Names:
Hikari (orangetamaki)
Megumi (The-Windflower-Fairy)
Nozomi (The-Windflower-Fairy)
Alexandra (Ski-October)
Victoria (Me)
Anya (Me)
Tsukihime (Me)
Vincent's Last Song:
"For Fruits Basket" by Ritsuko Okazaki from "Fruits Basket"
"Descendant of Shinobi" by Nobuo Uematsu from "Final Fantasy VII"
"To Zanarkand" by Nobuo Uematsu from "Final Fantasy X"
"Serenade" by Ritsuko Okazaki from "Fruits Basket"
"Chiisana Inori" by Ritsuko Okazaki from "Fruits Basket"
"Stardust Memory" by Daisuke Ishiwatari from "Blazblue"
Songs Played:
"Aeris' Theme" by Uematsu Nobuo—Vincent's song for AVALANCHE
"Tifa's Theme" by Uematsu Nobuo—Vincent's song for Tifa
"I Don't Want To Miss A Thing" by Aerosmith—Vincent's encore song
Vocabulary and Culture notes:
Samsara—the process of birth, life, death, and rebirth…it is a main component in Buddhist and Hindu teachings along with karma.