Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to Love/ Someone to Protect ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.16.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.9K | Visits: 669 | Status: Work In Progress
by Midori Bond
She walked.
It was all automatic. Her heart had been shattered, and her ran around in circles trying to grasp the situation in front of her.
One foot up, the other down.
She didn't pay attention to where her steps guided her. She was Nibelheim, that was all that mattered. The one place she knew like the back of her hand. The one place that constantly stayed in her heart. The one place where it all began.
"Why are you out here?" a familiar, cold baritone asked.
Coffee colored eyes slowly raised to meet garnet. She could only blink at him, as if realizing where she was... how far she walked. Her lips parted, hoping that she wouldn't sound as pathetic as she felt. "Vincent," she whimpered.
His head tilted slightly as he looked at her. The last time he had seen her, she had been beaming with pride. Her dearest love had defeated Kadaj, and was finally at peace with himself. Now, she looked as she had been completely broken. "Tifa," he acknowledged. He had to admit, he wasn't prepared for her to run to him and bury her face in his chest. When her sobs reached his ears, his arms automatically came up to wrap around her body. "Tifa, what is it?" he asked, half-knowing the answer.
She shook her head and tried to control her breathing. Vincent was the last person she wanted to burden with such a... personal matter. He would probably find it all trivial. "It... it's...."
"It's Cloud, isn't it?" he asked lowly. When wide, wet eyes looked at him, he nodded. As strong as Tifa was, Cloud was the only one that could make her cry. Without thinking, he reached up and brushed her hair away from her face. "You've finally discovered where his heart lies."
Her face contorted from shock to anger and she started to struggle in his arms. "What the hell do you know?" she asked in a growl.
He allowed her to push him away. This was more like the woman he fought along side. "A lot more than you give me credit for," he said in an almost bored tone. When she snorted, he continued. "For years, you've devoted yourself to one person. Give up everything to ensure their happiness, to make sure they survive." He saw the way Tifa lowered her head and pushed on. "Then one day, you find their true feelings, and they don't include you."
"Shut up," Tifa whispered as more tears fell from her eyes. "Shut up. You don't know anything about it."
"Then tell me," he countered. Her eyes were full of tears and anger. "Where am I wrong? Cloud didn't reject you? He didn't confess his undying love for Aeris?"
"Shut up!" she screamed. "You don't know how it feels. To give everything. To give up everything. Only to discover that I'm in a fight I can't win."
A rueful muse escaped him. "I don't know how it feels," he echoed. "Do you remember a woman named Lucrecia?"
Tifa's eyes slowly went round. She had forgotten all about Vincent's old love. She lowered her head and wrapped her arms around her body. "I'm sorry," she said in a whisper.
"You're hurt," he corrected. "You'll lash out at everyone and anything that comes within arms distance."
His tone was soft. A surprising comfort to her. She couldn't stop the small smile that crossed her face. "You know, for a guy that's spent a good amount of his life asleep, you're pretty observant." Tifa looked at their surroundings, trying to avoid looking at him. The pale moon was slowly rising over the mountain top. Stars twinkled brightly in the sky, providing the perfect romantic setting. Tifa shook her head again. She had to get her mind off of her heartache. "I'm sorry," she said again.
The entire time, Vincent watched her. She truly had nothing to be sorry for. He held his hand out to her. "Let me take you home," he offered. He frowned when she turned away from him and laughed bitterly.
"I don't have a home," she said shaking her head. "And I can't go back to the inn. It's too embarrassing." Her eyes widened when he easily turned her around and lifted her into his arms.
"I had no intention of taking you to the inn."
Tifa looked at him as he started to walk back towards the town. A faint, grateful smile crossed her face as she saw the mansion coming into focus. She laid her head against his shoulder and allowed a sigh to escape her. "I... I threw myself at him," she confessed.
He could feel his jaw tightening. Cloud was one of the few people he could consider a friend, but whenever Tifa was involved....
"I fixed a nice romantic dinner, decorated my room." She choked back a sob and inhaled Vincent's sent. "We were talking, and I kissed him. When we pulled apart, he called me Aeris." She blinked as he put her on her feet. "Vincent?"
He wanted to hold her forever, but refused to take advantage of her. "You said yourself, he's honest. Would you rather know that he still pines for her now, or find out years from now that he's been living a lie for you?"
Tifa looked over her shoulder and saw the inn. She knew which room was Cloud's, but she didn't know if she should be upset of grateful that the light was still on. "I want what she has," Tifa admitted softly. Her eyes turned to Vincent as he pushed open the gate. "I want a man to love me as much as he loves her, or you love Lucrecia."
He looked at her with widened eyes as she walked past him. She actually thought that no one loved her. "I'm sure there is someone that cares for you," he said as they entered his large home.
She shook her head and wiped her eyes. "Yes, but not that all consuming kind of love. Where everything the other person does, is for their lover." She slowly inhaled as she saw a strange look in garnet colored orbs. "I know, I've never seemed like type to have girly dreams like that."
Vincent nodded slowly. "You can stay in the room upstairs. If you need anything, I'll be in the basement."
"No," Tifa said quickly. When he looked at her, she felt a blush cross her face. "I... I don't want to be alone. Not tonight."
The temptation was too much. Vincent turned away from her too innocent gaze and inhaled. "You do not realize what you're asking."
She nodded as she turned away from him. "I'm sorry. I should remember to stop trying to replace dead women," she said mostly to herself. Before Vincent could say anything, she ran down the hall.
Vincent closed his eyes as the door to the tea room slammed shut. "You could never replace Lucrecia," he said to the empty foyer. "But that doesn't mean you don't have just as large a piece of my heart," he whispered before walking up the stairs.
Hours later, Vincent calmly walked through the mansion. He knew Tifa was still in the house, but he hadn't heard her leave the tea room. As he approached the tea room, he could see the light still on. He opened the door and saw that Tifa had fallen asleep at the piano. Vincent quietly walked over to her and lifted her into his arms.
Ruby eyes closed in pleasure as she turned her face towards his neck and gently nuzzled it. His arms tightened around her body as he carried her up to the bedroom. His mind and heart were both in turmoil. He knew he loved the spirited woman in his arms, but he had accepted that she was forever devoted to Cloud. Now, she found out about Cloud's endless love for Aeris and is crushed by it. Most men would see it as an opportunity to move in and sweep her off her feet, but she was too precious to him.
Vincent reached the bedroom and carried her into it. He laid her gently on the bed, regretting the fact that he was going to let her go. As he started to pull away from her, Tifa tilted her face towards his and kissed him tenderly. Vincent inhaled sharply as she parted her lips with her tongue. His body acted completely on its own as he pulled her tight against him. He shifted his hold on her, his claw cradled her head while his hand gently held her waist. A groan escaped him as her hands tangled in his hair. He shifted until he was lying beside her, devouring her mouth. It wasn't until one of her lean legs wrapped around his waist did he realize what he was doing. "Tifa," he breathed, breaking the kiss. He looked into her eyes and could only swallow at the longing in them. "We shouldn't." His heart broke as the longing in her eyes turned to defeat and despair.
She shifted in his arms. "You're right," she said weakly. "I'm not being fair to you, or Cloud. You're one of his best friends. I have no right turning to you for comfort." She ran her fingers through her hair and frowned as she realized they were trembling. "Especially when you're still in love with...." Her sentence was cut off when he grabbed her and kissed her with near brushing force.
He held her close as she gave into his kiss. He couldn't take it anymore. Her voice, her eyes, they had no right sounding or looking so hopeless. He trailed kisses down her throat, forcing soft moans from her. His hands worked on removing her clothes while trembling fingers lifted his shirt from his pants. Her leg came around his waist again and her hips started to move with his. He looked into her eyes and moved against her. The passion dazed look in chocolate orbs was infinitely better than the broken expression she wore earlier.
Tifa blushed heavily as he pulled away from her. She could only watch speechless as he quickly stripped off his shirt. His lean body nearly glowed in the moonlight. She could see the scars that the experiments had left on him, and all she wanted to do was kiss his pain away. As he started to unbuckle his belt, she sat up and started to take off her own clothes.
Vincent saw the way she was watching him. "I won't hurt you," he said holding out his hand.
Tifa swallowed as she crawled closer to him. "I know," she whispered taking his hand. Her eyes closed as he started to place open mouthed kisses and gentle bites on her neck. She tangled her fingers in his hair and ignored the sound of fabric ripping. A pleasure filled cry escaped her as his mouth wrapped around one of her nipples.
He couldn't stop himself. Her smell and taste consumed him. The seams of her pants snapped easily under his claw. It had been so long since he had been with anyone, she made him want to lose every ounce of self control he had. He shifted so that his body blanketed hers. He couldn't admit his true feelings, but he would show her.
She was shaking as his hands left trails of fire along her skin. Her eyes locked with his as he moved from one breast to the other. Their eyes met for a long moment before she pulled him close and kissed him passionately. He laid her back, never pausing in devouring her mouth. He caught the gasp that escaped her when his nimble fingers parted her lower lips and caressed her in the most intimate way. He released her mouth and trailed fiery kisses down her neck. Her lean fighter's body was more responsive than he originally thought she would be. Her hips were keeping up with the pace of his hand, and the whines coming from her throat were like music to his ears. He wanted all of her, and he wouldn't stop until he had all of her.
Tifa writhed under him as she felt two fingers enter her body. The feelings he was starting to awaken in her were overwhelming. She ran her fingernails across his back as he shifted and moved down her body. Her back arched when his tongue laved at her belly button. Just as she gathered enough breath to say something, his tongue caressed her clitoris. "Oh God, Vincent," she gasped. Her body tensed and trembled as he continued his ministrations.
He adored the sound of his name from her lips. Her legs were tight around his head, trapping him. Fistfuls of his hair held him in place as her body moved of its own accord. He wanted to burn away all thoughts of Cloud and replace them with memories of this night.
All too soon, Tifa's world erupted into white and Vincent's name was ripped from her throat. A low moan escaped him as he lapped at her release. He trailed kisses up her body, knowing that she was still recovering from her climax. A soft smile crossed his face as she automatically tangled her fingers in his hair and sought his mouth with her own.
Tifa inhaled slowly and gripped his shoulder as he started to enter her. She looked into his eyes as he pulled his mouth away from hers and paused. "Vincent," she breathed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked breathlessly. He continued to press against her maidenhood, fighting the urge to move.
She brushed his hair back and gazed into intense ruby eyes. "Because I don't want to be alone," she answered, even as tears filled her own eyes.
He frowned as he traced one of her tears with his finger. She was giving him her most precious gift for all the wrong reasons. "I'll won't ever leave you alone," he told her. Just as she opened her mouth to respond, he kissed her passionately. He felt her legs wrap around his waist and allowed his hips to snap forward. As her body tensed again, he froze. He didn't want to hurt her, but it couldn't be helped. He concentrated on kissing her, waiting for her body to adjust to him.
She shifted her hips, drinking in the sound of his gasp. It hurt, but not as much as she had been expecting. It was uncomfortable more than anything.
He moved from kissing her mouth to her neck as he started to thrust into her. He angled his thrusts to hit the one spot inside of her that made her cry out. He growled low in his throat as she whispered his name and started to give his neck the same treatment that he gave hers.
Tifa was caught in a whirlwind of ecstasy. Her body moved with his in a frantic dance of passion as her nails raked down her back. Every touch, every sensation was intensified. The brush of his hair along her skin, the feeling of his grip on her hips, all of it made her feel like she was on fire from the inside out. She cried out and allowed her head to fall back as he lifted her into a sitting position. "Vincent," she cried out as he bit down on the side of her neck. His thrusts were deeper, and more frantic now, and all she could do was hold on to him as if her sanity depended on it.
He brushed gentle kisses along the angry mark of passion already developing on her throat. Her nails were clawing into his shoulders as he kissed her ear. "I have you, don't be frightened," he whispered into her ear. He inhaled sharply as her body tightened around his. The nails in his shoulders nearly drew blood as they raked down his back. Vincent couldn't tear his eyes away from her face as she screamed his name, lost in her first taste of true, untamed passion.
Vincent had always known she was beautiful, but lost in the throws of passion, she looked like a goddess. A small selfish part of him cheered. He was the only one to see her this way, and as long as he had a say, he would be the only one to ever see her this way. His name would be the only one she would scream like this. He crushed his lips against her as he felt his own body tighten and his seed release into her.
Tifa's mind slowly returned from utter bliss as their kiss calmed down. Tears continued to come to her eyes, knowing that Vincent's thoughts were probably focused on Lucrecia; just like Cloud's were focused on Aeris. She felt him lay beside her, and couldn't help but curl up next to him. Even if she was fighting another ghost, she didn't want to be alone. She couldn't. Not tonight. Never on the anniversary of Nibelheim's destruction.
Vincent looked at her as she rested her head on his shoulder. Something was still bothering her. She was still trapped in whatever misery Cloud left there. He ran his fingers through her hair, hoping that the action would soothe her. In the morning, he would offer her his home, and his life. She couldn't keep traveling with Cloud. She would be too broken. He would do what he could to keep her by his side.
After a while, Vincent felt her shallow breath across his chest and assumed she was asleep. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her. "I never wanted to make love to you like this," he whispered into her hair. "Never like this." He reached down and wiped away the fresh trail of tears that escaped her eyes before succumbing to slumber himself.
Tifa felt her entire world crashing down around her. She was right. He didn't want her, he wanted Lucrecia. He was just like Cloud, only worse. He would live a lie for her. She pressed a kiss against his chest before falling asleep as well. She only had one option, but she would have to rest, and wait until morning before she could do anything.