Drops of Crimson
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
811
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
4
Chapter 4
Heat. Burning heat, consuming him, filling him with fear and panic. Why couldn’t he open the window, who’s idea was it to put it so high up anyway?
He sighed, gazing around the plain room, even though he knew every thing in it by memory.
A soft thud was heard as he allowed his head to fall back onto the cold, stonewall he was sitting firmly against.
The door clicked and someone entered the room.
“ Hello Vincent, how are we feeling today?” asked the overly cheerful Doctor Kadowaki.
The boy stared blankly at her, not really registering what she said.
“ Hmm… “ She reached over and pressed her hand to his forehead. “ A fever again hm? Well, don’t worry; it can be fixed, after all that’s what you’re here for. But first it’s time for a jab so off we go.”
She leaned over and pulled the 5 year old into her arms, holding him close as she walked, happily talking away to him as they made their way to the treatment room about the hospital and how good it is, until the boy asked a question.
“ If the hospital is so good, why am I still here?”
“ Well,” she hesitantly replied, “ … you are very ill, you need constant medical attention.”
“ What if I don’t want it?”
“ Your mother wishes it and I’m sure you father would have wished it, he adored you! Besides, Vincent, honey, you don’t want to risk dying so soon do you?”
The boy stared at her as he was placed upon the ground and the woman went to get the needles.
“ I don’t want to die,” replied the boy softly “ but I want to go home, I want my mum.”
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Cid and Shera, Shera and Cid. The names were rarely separated now. Cid had finally asked for Shera’s hand and he was making a big effort to clean up his act before they married.
He’d stopped smoking for one thing … well attempted, but he was actually getting somewhere with it.
‘ Shera is a very kind woman,’ Vincent thought as he stopped to adjust his rucksack and take a look at the view beneath him. ‘ She deserves the best she can get. She’s gone through a lot but, like Tifa in a way, she’s still standing strong!’
He sighed as he set off up the mountain again.
“ I guess love does that to you.” He murmured.
‘Cid is very lucky to have her. She didn’t even ask him to give up swearing, even though she doesn’t like it. She just made him promise not to swear in his speech.’ He smirked, wondering how many pauses there would be as Cid attempted to control his language.
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“ What you doing tonight?”
“ Babysitting! Mom wants me to look after Brahnes adopted kid, so we aren’t doing anything tonight, Vin.”
Vincent sighed and mumbled under his breath. They were walking along to the school gates after the final bell had rung and classes were dismissed.
“ Have fun in Religious Studies, Bea?”
“ Beatrix and no. It would be more fun if I had friends in the class, Vin.”
“ Vincent and you should try to be nice to people in your classes … you might even make new friends!”
Beatrix scoffed. “ You’re hardly one to talk! You glare at anyone who tries to start a conversation with you.”
“ Do not.” Vincent pouted and then bit his lip firmly to stop him doing so again.
“ Why do you think I’m your only friend, idiot?” hissed Beatrix.
Vincent looked at her with big eyes, sniffed and said, “ You didn’t have to put it like that.”
“ Hn!”
Then she sighed. “ Okay, Vincent. I’m sorry, wanna hug top make it better?”
Vincent smiled, “ I’ll live without, thanks.”
“ Bye.”
“ Later, Vincent. Don’t be surprised if I call you during my exciting evening!”
Beatrix sighed as he turned down a side street.
“ Him and his sensitive feelings, maybe I should be more careful
Heat. Burning heat, consuming him, filling him with fear and panic. Why couldn’t he open the window, who’s idea was it to put it so high up anyway?
He sighed, gazing around the plain room, even though he knew every thing in it by memory.
A soft thud was heard as he allowed his head to fall back onto the cold, stonewall he was sitting firmly against.
The door clicked and someone entered the room.
“ Hello Vincent, how are we feeling today?” asked the overly cheerful Doctor Kadowaki.
The boy stared blankly at her, not really registering what she said.
“ Hmm… “ She reached over and pressed her hand to his forehead. “ A fever again hm? Well, don’t worry; it can be fixed, after all that’s what you’re here for. But first it’s time for a jab so off we go.”
She leaned over and pulled the 5 year old into her arms, holding him close as she walked, happily talking away to him as they made their way to the treatment room about the hospital and how good it is, until the boy asked a question.
“ If the hospital is so good, why am I still here?”
“ Well,” she hesitantly replied, “ … you are very ill, you need constant medical attention.”
“ What if I don’t want it?”
“ Your mother wishes it and I’m sure you father would have wished it, he adored you! Besides, Vincent, honey, you don’t want to risk dying so soon do you?”
The boy stared at her as he was placed upon the ground and the woman went to get the needles.
“ I don’t want to die,” replied the boy softly “ but I want to go home, I want my mum.”
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Cid and Shera, Shera and Cid. The names were rarely separated now. Cid had finally asked for Shera’s hand and he was making a big effort to clean up his act before they married.
He’d stopped smoking for one thing … well attempted, but he was actually getting somewhere with it.
‘ Shera is a very kind woman,’ Vincent thought as he stopped to adjust his rucksack and take a look at the view beneath him. ‘ She deserves the best she can get. She’s gone through a lot but, like Tifa in a way, she’s still standing strong!’
He sighed as he set off up the mountain again.
“ I guess love does that to you.” He murmured.
‘Cid is very lucky to have her. She didn’t even ask him to give up swearing, even though she doesn’t like it. She just made him promise not to swear in his speech.’ He smirked, wondering how many pauses there would be as Cid attempted to control his language.
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“ What you doing tonight?”
“ Babysitting! Mom wants me to look after Brahnes adopted kid, so we aren’t doing anything tonight, Vin.”
Vincent sighed and mumbled under his breath. They were walking along to the school gates after the final bell had rung and classes were dismissed.
“ Have fun in Religious Studies, Bea?”
“ Beatrix and no. It would be more fun if I had friends in the class, Vin.”
“ Vincent and you should try to be nice to people in your classes … you might even make new friends!”
Beatrix scoffed. “ You’re hardly one to talk! You glare at anyone who tries to start a conversation with you.”
“ Do not.” Vincent pouted and then bit his lip firmly to stop him doing so again.
“ Why do you think I’m your only friend, idiot?” hissed Beatrix.
Vincent looked at her with big eyes, sniffed and said, “ You didn’t have to put it like that.”
“ Hn!”
Then she sighed. “ Okay, Vincent. I’m sorry, wanna hug top make it better?”
Vincent smiled, “ I’ll live without, thanks.”
“ Bye.”
“ Later, Vincent. Don’t be surprised if I call you during my exciting evening!”
Beatrix sighed as he turned down a side street.
“ Him and his sensitive feelings, maybe I should be more careful