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Chapter Eight
Secret

Outside the 7th Heaven…

Vincent was getting ready to leave, when a voice from behind stopped him.
“Vinnie!” Yuffie came running out of the door, her face beaming.
“Yuffie.”
“I-I just wanted to say…” her voice trailed off and she looked down to the side, blushing.
“…”
“I’m…glad…that you’re okay.” She said, a little hesitantly. That wasn’t exactly what she wanted to say.
“…Yuffie…” he said walking towards her. She just leapt to embrace him, burying her face once again into his wounded chest. Vincent gasped and tightened the grip he had on her arm; she unwittingly struck one of the more tender spots on his chest. He stood panting, trying to control the pulsating pain he felt in his chest, back and shoulder.
‘I’ve had enough for today!’ he thought desperately as his wounds throbbed torturously.
“Vinnie?” His eyes snapped open.
‘Oh no…’ Yuffie was gazing up at him with worry and confusion in her stormy grey eyes. They traveled down to his shirt where she had just put her cheek; it was wet with some thick, black substance. She raised her hand to her cheek and peered at it.
“B-blood..? Vinnie, what..? What is this?” she looked up at him again, with fear added to her expression.
‘Dammit.’ He couldn’t hide it anymore. He couldn’t lie to her again. He took her aside into a nearby alley and collapsed, leaning against a wall, now not even bothering to try and hide it. When he regained some of his composure, he turned to Yuffie, who continued to stare at him with wide eyes.
“Yuffie…before I explain…I want you to promise, promise, that you will not let the others know about this.” He said, desperation filling his crimson eyes, but never crossing his features. Hearing this, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. The thing that troubled her was trying to keep from everyone the fact that Vincent, their dear friend and comrade, was hurt; trying to act like everything was great while the man she cared about most was secretly suffering. And then he had to go and give her that look of utter desperation, tearing her heart in two. But she had made her decision; Vincent was trusting her with this secret and who else could he confide in if not her? She sobbed and nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“I promise..!” she said. Vincent approached her and embraced her gently, closing his eyes.
“Yuffie…I can’t even begin to tell you how grateful I am for this…” The young ninja slowly wrapped her own arms around him, sobbing into his chest.

Description
Chapter Eight
Secret

Outside the 7th Heaven…

Vincent was getting ready to leave, when a voice from behind stopped him.
“Vinnie!” Yuffie came running out of the door, her face beaming.
“Yuffie.”
“I-I just wanted to say…” her voice trailed off and she looked down to the side, blushing.
“…”
“I’m…glad…that you’re okay.” She said, a little hesitantly. That wasn’t exactly what she wanted to say.
“…Yuffie…” he said walking towards her. She just leapt to embrace him, burying her face once again into his wounded chest. Vincent gasped and tightened the grip he had on her arm; she unwittingly struck one of the more tender spots on his chest. He stood panting, trying to control the pulsating pain he felt in his chest, back and shoulder.
‘I’ve had enough for today!’ he thought desperately as his wounds throbbed torturously.
“Vinnie?” His eyes snapped open.
‘Oh no…’ Yuffie was gazing up at him with worry and confusion in her stormy grey eyes. They traveled down to his shirt where she had just put her cheek; it was wet with some thick, black substance. She raised her hand to her cheek and peered at it.
“B-blood..? Vinnie, what..? What is this?” she looked up at him again, with fear added to her expression.
‘Dammit.’ He couldn’t hide it anymore. He couldn’t lie to her again. He took her aside into a nearby alley and collapsed, leaning against a wall, now not even bothering to try and hide it. When he regained some of his composure, he turned to Yuffie, who continued to stare at him with wide eyes.
“Yuffie…before I explain…I want you to promise, promise, that you will not let the others know about this.” He said, desperation filling his crimson eyes, but never crossing his features. Hearing this, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. The thing that troubled her was trying to keep from everyone the fact that Vincent, their dear friend and comrade, was hurt; trying to act like everything was great while the man she cared about most was secretly suffering. And then he had to go and give her that look of utter desperation, tearing her heart in two. But she had made her decision; Vincent was trusting her with this secret and who else could he confide in if not her? She sobbed and nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“I promise..!” she said. Vincent approached her and embraced her gently, closing his eyes.
“Yuffie…I can’t even begin to tell you how grateful I am for this…” The young ninja slowly wrapped her own arms around him, sobbing into his chest.