Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Darkness chapter 2

A/N: thanks so much to all who reviewed. As several people figured out, the other person is Aya, known as Ran at this time period. I apologize for any misspellings.

Ran's POV

Few days after previous chapter

I had honestly been trying to make friends. I'm just not good at it. Aya-chan's able to get people to like her so easily, but I just don't know how to. However, as per father's lecture I increased my efforts. That partially, though not completely, explains why I'm standing with a group of boys my age outside an old, abandoned-looking mansion. They insist that it's haunted, and for some reason feel that makes it exciting to sneak into it. It's not like it's even going to be locked, and I don't believe in ghost, vampires, or any of that supernatural stuff. Father wanted me to try harder though, and so I have to go with them. The inside looks just as abandoned. There are rather recent appliances in the kitchen, and a few nonperishable foods, but everything else, on both of the floors, looks old, dusty, and like it's falling apart. There was one other thing that stood out, besides the stuff in the kitchen. In one room there was a piano. The rest of it was as dusty as everything else, but the keys weren't.

It seems like they'll be ready to leave soon. Good, this was boring, although if it were fixed up a bit I would probably really like this place. We're about to go when there's a scream followed by a series of thuds. I, along with everyone else, run to the source of the scream. On the second floor, instead of the stone wall that was there previously, there is now an opening. Past the opening is a wooden spiral staircase leading down. That explains the thuds. The others all run down the steps amidst various shouts as I follow. I was a bit reluctant, but once down there I was shocked. First, besides the floor in the initial hallway being dirt, it was a lot cleaner. Second, the hallway eventually led past what looked like destroyed lab equipment and into a huge library. I don't have long to be entranced as the others start yelling again. Sighing, I go join them. Apparently they found the small purple door in the wall that I noticed on my way past. It's locked, but one of the bigger boys breaks the handle and it swings open.

I resist the impulse to yell at them for the disrespect they're showing, for its obvious nobody lives here, although, something nags at the back of my mind. The room is dark, but of course they all go in before their eyes adjust. After hearing nothing more than I few thuds of them running into something I enter behind them. As my eyes adjust I look to see what they were running into. It was a coffin. It was a purple coffin actually. Looking around I saw several others and several skeletons as well. I heard the others rushing off. They wanted to come in here because it was `haunted' and run at what looks almost like an uprooted graveyard. I don't follow them and instead kneel to examine one of the skeletons to try to tell if it's real. After about a minute I feel a presence in the room, but I heard no one approaching. No one's ever been able to sneak up on me. The feeling doesn't go away with logic and I look up.

A/N: I really wanted to end the chapter here since it would have been a little bit of a cliff hanger, but I decided against it. Also, I know you don't like me explaining things in these notes, but I couldn't think of a way to fit it in the story. Vincent is now able to make himself look like he did before the experimentation.

I have no idea what to do. I can just sit here in shock. This house was supposed to be abandoned. I know there were a few odd things, but still the majority of it looked like it was ignored for several decades. So what is this guy doing standing here? He looks like he's in his late 20's, about 6 feet tall, and with short black hair and dark blue eyes. Eyes that are currently very narrow, but not really in a glare. He looks more confused than anything. I have to say something, apologize, he must live here. "I'm really sorry; I didn't know anyone lived here." I can't think of anything else, in fact I'm starting to not think of very much at all.

"That was my intention."

I just blinked. It was a while before I stopped focusing on his voice and focused instead on his words. "Oh, s-sorry."

He walked past me towards the door. After glancing at the damage he held his head and leaned against the door frame. After a few moments, during which he seemed to be concentrating on something, and I could do nothing but stare, he straightened and turned to me. "Are you hungry?"

"Uh…what?"

He started walking towards the staircase. Not knowing what else to do, I followed him. "There should be some food in the kitchen, enough for me to fix you something if you want."

Again, I just blink before answering. "Oh, Th-thank you, but that's not necessary."

"I know." He seems almost to be annoyed, but if he is, why offer to feed me. I end up following him into the kitchen. He looked in the refrigerator briefly before closing it again and rummaging through the pantry and cupboards. Finding some ingredients that satisfied him he started cooking.

I was so shocked by all this that it was awhile before I could speak. "Um, you really don't have to do this." No response, but he muttered something that I couldn't hear. "I should probably go; you seemed a little…annoyed." Not the best thing to say, but my mind still wasn't working that quickly.

"Not at you"

"Huh?"

"At your friends a bit, but not you."

"Oh…why not? I-"

"You seemed rather reluctant to follow them. I assume you were only with them to try to make friends. Am I right?"

"Oh…um…"

"Am I right?"

"…yes" I'm confused now. I can't understand why I want to keep staring at him, why I trust him, why I don't want to leave. Could this be what Aya-chan described as a …crush?

A/N: okay, as you can tell, dialogue is not my strong point, sorry about that. Hope it wasn't too bad. Please tell me what you think and let me know people are reading this. Thank you.