Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Bloodshot ❯ Jealous? ( Chapter 7 )

I'm starting this so soon after my last chapter because my Internet is down and I have nothing else to do … I am supposed to be doing homework but as its down I'm stuck and cant get help! I'm going to do a number of different viewpoints rather than Vincent's today.

 

EDITED

 

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Chapter 7 - Jealous?

 

(Beatrix's pov)

 

` Vincent sure does stare a lot. I wonder if he is paying attention.'

 

The young woman kept her gaze fixed on the teacher.

 

` I'm so lucky, we have the hottest teacher in the college as one of our chemistry teachers, and I get to know his first name because it's not like school where you have Mr. Smith and Mrs. Heartily. His name is just perfect. Auron. I love the sound of it.' She sighed and smiled dreamily to herself. ` I wonder what happened to his eye? I guess that just adds to the mystery of him. His flaws seem to make him even more perfect. I hope the rumours that he is dating a girl in second year are false. That would suck so much.'

 

“ Beatrix!” hissed Vincent, “ Beatrix, pay attention, Auron keeps glaring at you!”

 

“ What!?” whispered Beatrix. “ I thought I was paying attention to the teacher.”

 

Vincent smirked and leaned closer. “ To his words, Beatrix.”

 

She flushed and glared at her folder. `Even Vincent can tell when I have a crush. Am I that obvious? Still, it's not like he hides it well.'

 

“ Who do you like better? Ansem or Sephiroth?”

 

“ What?” Vincent began to blush. “ What is that supposed to mean?”

 

“ Nothing!” The brunette grinned and attempted to put on an innocent face, “ But please, do answer my question!”

 

“ Well, Sephiroth is really nice to me, even if he isn't to most people. But Ansem is very … umm … well, he … looks … kinda … actually, Sephiroth looks better than Ansem. They both have lovely long silver hair. But Sephiroth has beautiful eyes. They kinda glimmer and shine when you look at them. It's really nice. But Ansem's laugh is amazing. It's like there is music in it. But … you are staring at me in a weird way …”

 

Vincent scratched the back of his neck, his face once again red.

 

“ Tell anyone what I just said,” he hissed, “ and I will never ever forgive you!”

 

She smiled. ` He really likes them both. And if I am right, I think Sephiroth likes him. But what about Ansem? Hmm …'

 

XXX

 

(Sephiroth again!)

 

Sephiroth sat in his English class. It was, yet again, boring stuff.

 

` This is so easy! It's ridiculous. I feel like I am in school again. At least it is easier than biology! I can't believe I have to do it again! I totally flunked it last year.'

 

“Sephiroth!” called the teacher, as Sephiroth nearly had a heart attack.

 

“ Please, Quistis! Don't do that!” he gasped, he threw a hand to his forehead dramatically, to try hide his embarrassment.

 

She laughed and went back to calling the register.

 

XXX

 

After class, the silver haired teen went down to the library. He knew Vincent would be there and the kid was clever.

 

“ What? What is Ansem doing there? He knows I like Vincent so why is he sat like that with him?”

 

Ansem was sat, leaning on Vincent and smiling. It looked like Vincent was helping him with work, but Sephiroth somehow doubted that is what they were doing, especially as Vincent was bright red.

 

` He looks a little uncomfortable though. I'll go over … or should I? What if they really are doing work? I know! Ansem is supposed to be my friend; I'll go over and ask if he is coming to the shops to get some lunch. Ha! Perfect!'

 

Sephiroth slowly made his way over.

 

“ Therefore, it is a priori! See?” He could hear Vincent's soft voice.

 

“ No! It makes no sense!” Ansem's lower voice.

 

“ Really? It's very simple. I don't see why you wouldn't. If I say all black birds … not the breed … if they are all black. Do you need to go see every black bird to see that is black?”

 

“ Umm … no?”

 

“ Exactly! Therefore it is a priori! Not a posteriori!”

 

“ Why can't they just speak in English?”

 

“ Simple,” laughed Vincent, the beautiful melodies of his laughter ringing through the room. “If they weren't English they wouldn't really speak it!”

 

“Not even Plato?”

 

“ No! He didn't come from an English speaking company!”

 

Ansem grinned. “ Never mind.”

 

Sephiroth stood next to Ansem. ` Time to interrupt.'

 

“ Are you coming for lunch?” He asked softly, glancing at Vincent. The teen smiled gently at him.

 

“ Of course, as long as Vincent doesn't mind!”

 

The boy looked at him, his smile gone.

 

“ Not at all, but Sephiroth? Will you come here later? We need to work on the write up from our experiment.”

 

“ We have to write it up?” Sephiroth looked in horror at him. “ I did practically nothing!”

 

“ I know,” Vincent smiled again, “ That's why I was wondering if you would like help!”

 

Sephiroth adopted his regular smirk.

 

“ Definitely.”

 

XXX

 

There, another one done!

Wow, the chapter itself is about 800 words long!

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