Drops of Crimson
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
814
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.
7
Chapter 7
He lay in his bed, wide-awake, staring at nothing, lost in memories.
Despite being so young, he had a lot of memories. His favourite memories were from when his father was alive. Going to the park with him by his old home … that was the best.
He pushed the blanket off, sweat darkening his light blue pyjama top.
He could remember other warm nights when he couldn’t sleep.
An hour after he had gone to bed, usually about 8 or 8:30, his father or brother would check on him. The boy had no idea what they did if he was asleep but if he was awake they would take him downstairs and give him a glass of warm milk.
His father would take back to bed after he had finished his milk and read to him.
His brother would take him and his milk to the back room where the fire was usually on, as was the TV and he would allow his little brother to watch a film with him.
When he was 4 and living with just his mother, she would give him some warm milk then take him back to his bad and sing him to sleep.
Vincent turned onto his stomach and rested his head against his pillow. He shut his eyes and thought about his brother.
His brother was very, very old! He was over 21, but his mother wasn’t! He knew for certain that she wasn’t because she told him so. The raven-haired child didn’t doubt his mother because she didn’t keep changing her age, unlike his brother. She’d been 21 for as long as he could remember.
A few moments later the boy’s body relaxed.
He’s fallen asleep.
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“ Honey? What would you like for tea?”
“ No idea, what are you having?”
“ I’m not sure yet. I was going to see what you wanted first.”
“ Okay … umm … Pasta please.”
“ Alright, I’ll make it now Vincent.”
“ Thanks mom.”
The dark-eyed woman watched her youngest son turn around and run back up the stairs. She turned and, tucking some of her hair behind her ear, began making the pasta sauce.
Vincent came back down a few moments later with a pen and his homework diary in his hand.
“ Could you please sign it?”
“ Oh, of course. Here, give me your pen.”
“ Can Beatrix come over later?”
“ Oh? Yes.” The mother smiled again, “ She’s a darling … so helpful!”
“ Thanks mom.”
“ That’s alright, now off you go. Out my kitchen!”
Vincent smiled at his mother before turned and ran out the room, calling back to his mom,
“ Oh, and mom? You need to dye your hair again! The grey is coming through!”
“ That’s because of you, darling!” laughed the woman, “ Now go on! Away with you!”
“ Okay, okay!” laughed the teenager, already half way up the stairs.
As they ate, Vincent kept yawning, until his mother decided that she had had enough.
“ Vincent, if you don’t stop yawning then I’m going to phone Beatrix and her to come over tomorrow then send you to bed!”
“ Sorry mom,” Vincent sighed, “ I guess not having loads of free time is getting to me.”
“ It’s alright honey. When’s Beatrix coming over?”
“ About 7.”
“ Then finish your meal and sleep for an hour, I’ll wake you up at 6:30.”
“ Thanks again mom.”
“ Honey? Vincent … honey? Time to get up.”
Vincent mumbled into his pillow and snuggled further under his covers.
“ Vincent?” His mom whispered softly, “ Do you want to lose your covers?”
He grunted in reply so the woman leaned over, pulled his covers off him and laughed to see he was still fully dressed … and still sleeping.
“ Up! You won’t sleep tonight.”
She grabbed his pillow then walked out of the room with all that she had taken from him. As she went down the stairs she shouted back at him,
“ I don’t want to get a bucket of cold water from outside so up!”
Snakes and Ladders. If there was one game Vincent hated it, was Snakes and Ladders. Sadly his mother and bets friend loved it, so here he was playing it.
“ Your go Vincent!” Laughed the teenage girl.
Vincent sighed and grabbed the dice; he could not believe he was doing this.
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Nanaki could seem like such a weirdo sometimes. He had given Vincent a lecture, a lecture!
Vincent didn’t care how the planet worked as long as it did. So what if he got it wrong occasionally.
He sighed, Nanaki was good really, and Vincent was exaggerating slightly, it wasn’t quite a lecture. Vincent had just had a bad day.
He smiled slightly as he remembered travelling with him. It was … interesting. The Cosmo Canyon beast was very intelligent and usually very interesting to listen to, unlike Cait Sith.
Vincent found the stuffed moogle and cat very daft and annoying.
“ Oh well,” He sighed, “ I don’t have to see it anymore.”
He sighed then grabbed his wallet and jacket and went out to get something for his tea.
XXX
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He lay in his bed, wide-awake, staring at nothing, lost in memories.
Despite being so young, he had a lot of memories. His favourite memories were from when his father was alive. Going to the park with him by his old home … that was the best.
He pushed the blanket off, sweat darkening his light blue pyjama top.
He could remember other warm nights when he couldn’t sleep.
An hour after he had gone to bed, usually about 8 or 8:30, his father or brother would check on him. The boy had no idea what they did if he was asleep but if he was awake they would take him downstairs and give him a glass of warm milk.
His father would take back to bed after he had finished his milk and read to him.
His brother would take him and his milk to the back room where the fire was usually on, as was the TV and he would allow his little brother to watch a film with him.
When he was 4 and living with just his mother, she would give him some warm milk then take him back to his bad and sing him to sleep.
Vincent turned onto his stomach and rested his head against his pillow. He shut his eyes and thought about his brother.
His brother was very, very old! He was over 21, but his mother wasn’t! He knew for certain that she wasn’t because she told him so. The raven-haired child didn’t doubt his mother because she didn’t keep changing her age, unlike his brother. She’d been 21 for as long as he could remember.
A few moments later the boy’s body relaxed.
He’s fallen asleep.
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“ Honey? What would you like for tea?”
“ No idea, what are you having?”
“ I’m not sure yet. I was going to see what you wanted first.”
“ Okay … umm … Pasta please.”
“ Alright, I’ll make it now Vincent.”
“ Thanks mom.”
The dark-eyed woman watched her youngest son turn around and run back up the stairs. She turned and, tucking some of her hair behind her ear, began making the pasta sauce.
Vincent came back down a few moments later with a pen and his homework diary in his hand.
“ Could you please sign it?”
“ Oh, of course. Here, give me your pen.”
“ Can Beatrix come over later?”
“ Oh? Yes.” The mother smiled again, “ She’s a darling … so helpful!”
“ Thanks mom.”
“ That’s alright, now off you go. Out my kitchen!”
Vincent smiled at his mother before turned and ran out the room, calling back to his mom,
“ Oh, and mom? You need to dye your hair again! The grey is coming through!”
“ That’s because of you, darling!” laughed the woman, “ Now go on! Away with you!”
“ Okay, okay!” laughed the teenager, already half way up the stairs.
As they ate, Vincent kept yawning, until his mother decided that she had had enough.
“ Vincent, if you don’t stop yawning then I’m going to phone Beatrix and her to come over tomorrow then send you to bed!”
“ Sorry mom,” Vincent sighed, “ I guess not having loads of free time is getting to me.”
“ It’s alright honey. When’s Beatrix coming over?”
“ About 7.”
“ Then finish your meal and sleep for an hour, I’ll wake you up at 6:30.”
“ Thanks again mom.”
“ Honey? Vincent … honey? Time to get up.”
Vincent mumbled into his pillow and snuggled further under his covers.
“ Vincent?” His mom whispered softly, “ Do you want to lose your covers?”
He grunted in reply so the woman leaned over, pulled his covers off him and laughed to see he was still fully dressed … and still sleeping.
“ Up! You won’t sleep tonight.”
She grabbed his pillow then walked out of the room with all that she had taken from him. As she went down the stairs she shouted back at him,
“ I don’t want to get a bucket of cold water from outside so up!”
Snakes and Ladders. If there was one game Vincent hated it, was Snakes and Ladders. Sadly his mother and bets friend loved it, so here he was playing it.
“ Your go Vincent!” Laughed the teenage girl.
Vincent sighed and grabbed the dice; he could not believe he was doing this.
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Nanaki could seem like such a weirdo sometimes. He had given Vincent a lecture, a lecture!
Vincent didn’t care how the planet worked as long as it did. So what if he got it wrong occasionally.
He sighed, Nanaki was good really, and Vincent was exaggerating slightly, it wasn’t quite a lecture. Vincent had just had a bad day.
He smiled slightly as he remembered travelling with him. It was … interesting. The Cosmo Canyon beast was very intelligent and usually very interesting to listen to, unlike Cait Sith.
Vincent found the stuffed moogle and cat very daft and annoying.
“ Oh well,” He sighed, “ I don’t have to see it anymore.”
He sighed then grabbed his wallet and jacket and went out to get something for his tea.
XXX
One chapter left