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Entry tags: | fandom: kh, pairing: vy, post: fic, rated: t, verse: b/o |
[Kingdom Hearts][Yuffie Kisaragi, Vincent Valentine] [Rated T] Happy Returns
Title: Happy Returns
Fandom/Pairing: Kingdom Hearts; Yuffie, Vincent (some added Leon)
Rating: ESRB Rating of T for Teen < implied destruction of worlds >
Summary: Burnt Offerings universe. Vincent Valentine turns a very high number. Funny how Yuffie doesn't seem to be around...
Notes: Happy birthday, Vincent!
On thirteenth October, Yuffie Kisaragi was nowhere to be found. He spent much of the day looking for her and finding countless others, but the ninja herself (and her "flying sidekick," as Auron succinctly put it) remained elusive. The child whose thoughts mattered most to him had completely avoided him the entire day. As if the universe wanted to make up for this oversight, nearly everyone in town had shared either gifts or well-wishes.
Funny, how much they loved the man who had once been Maleficent's monster. It almost made him want to scream, or to become Galian and show them why they should fear and hate him. But AVALANCHE--the real AVALANCHE, the AVALANCHE he had known, had loved, had lost, had left behind--would never have forgiven him for it.
Vincent rubbed his finger against the Blazing Crystal that Aerith had given him. His element was fire, she'd claimed. Well, Fire-Fira-Firaga had been the spells he'd mastered first. And the Capital Punishment could probably do with a few alterations.
The sunset looked a bit like the hard, sharp, strange stone in his hand. Red like a ruby, undercut by flame-orange and fading into purple. Spangled with glinting stars that glittered just as much as they had the evening they'd arrived on this world.
Castle Obsidian, Maleficent's home, was a dark spot on the horizon. But there was something moving on the tower. Something too large to be a mere raven. A new Heartless?
No, he realized as his throat clenched from instinctive worry. It was Yuffie.
She always had liked high places, hadn't she? He seemed to recall her spending a lot of time in treetops, on high ledges. On the mountains overlooking Wutai. Of course that hadn't changed; she was still a ninja, still an acrobat, of course she would still like high places.
Vincent reflected on how many years it had been since she'd died and found his throat closing even tighter. This Yuffie was so much like the girl he'd known. And yet not.