L'amour et la Fume`e ne Peuvent

Chp 2 L'amour et la Fume`e ne Peuvent se Cacher By Vincent’s Angel, Topaz, Quistis, and Sailor Poison Chapter 2 Fuuma descended further from the mountains to get a better view of the old obsolete mansion. Fuuma he has short black hair, brownish gold color eyes, light vanilla peach skin, and has a tall but slightly thin build. Wearing a typical japanese high school uniform. Fuuma smirks, “ This is where I should find my enemy. “ Recalls blowing up half a village before an answer came, an old man said that there was a legend that a man that was asleep for many years in a town not very far. As Fuuma approached the old mansion, he wonder was he really there,he enters the door which goes “crrreeaaakk” As he enters the old mansion he sees nothing but old spider webs. “ Does Kamui, actually think he can hid in this place!!?” Fuuma scatters books and mothy old boxes, and from room to room trying to find so little evidence of his enemy Kamui. Eventually, he comes across a secret way, leading to the basement deep within the large house, “Maybe he is down here....” Fuuma runs down the spiral stairs to the cellar, “I will get him ..He put me in this place now he will take me out..., “So the dark haired man thought. Seeing a abandon lab and some old dusty books, he looks around, “ What is this ....Jenova...cloning .., “ sighs, “WHAT IS THIS PLACE!!!?..”Fuuma screams. The dark haired man began to blow up bookshelves, tubes, and anything else to relieve his anger. “WHERE IS KAMUI!!?” Fuuma yells as he tears pages of the books. He turns into his seven foot fox man form. Vincent was snapping out of a restless sleep. The gunman was a tall slender person. His black hair, swept past his slender shoulders to his hips, thick black silk that he needed a bandana to keep from his face. Old red cloak set over his old black suit and helped hide his clawed hand that encased in a bronze gauntlet. The irony never failed to bite him that even without Hojo he couldn't rest peacefully. He hears sounds muffled by thick crypt walls, but it's enough to make him paranoid. Vincent slid the lid off his coffin and lifted his gun from beside him. It sounded like the library. Fear shot though Vincent. If the secrets there where to fall into the wrong hands!? Vincent slipped out into the hallway stealthy and went to the door of the lab. Fuuma was still tearing up more pages, “KAMUI!! I WILL BREAK YOUR TINY LITTLE NECK!!” He he doesn't notice the mysterious Vincent leveled his gun at the strange man, "What are you doing here?! You are trespassing." The dark hair man glances back, “I am looking for Kamui......” He replied to the stranger. Vincent growled under his breath. There was another one here? He must be really slipping with his senses. He turned his attention back to the interloper. "You must leave" Fuuma narrows brownish gold eyes, “Not until I find Kamui..., “ he demands,thinking nothing of the gun the stranger man was holding. Vincent was becoming irate. It seemed like the universe took great pleasure in harassing him, and sent this annoyance to him to keep amused. He had a feeling this would be especially frustrating. "Search for him else where. Leave now or I will force you to leave" Fuuma, “ FORCE!!?” He starts laughing, “ YOU!!FORCE ME TO LEAVE!!?” With serious face, “ Just make me.... “ Vincent scowled. "As you wish" Vincent called on his agility and flipped up and over the stranger. landing and drawing at the same time, he shot the corner off the man's collar. Fuuma, “.....Nice...but you have to do better than that...., “ came the cool reply with an amused expression. And with that Fuuma pys blasted the gun out of the stranger's hand before smirking with still amused expression. Vincent stared in shock. His red eyes wide and mouth almost dropping. Power like that.... Was this man one of Sephiroth's?! Vincent was realizing how badly mismatched he was. Twors ors of rest made his body weak. But he couldn't let this man get Hojo's logs! He took a defensive stance and kept his hand close to the knife in his belt. Fuuma glances down, noticing that the pale man's hand was close to something that resembled a hand to a sharp object. His eyes widen in excitement, “What's that?.... Don't tell me you are going to try to cut me!!?” As he laughs uncontrollably* Fuuma, “You could not shoot me!!....so what do you think a knife going to do?” He grins psychotically. Vincent's red eyes where glowing red with hate for this man's arrogance. He hadn't done anything thus far and there was a strong probability he was bluffing. In a flash Vincent changed position and drew a second knife from his boot and went for the target with full force. Grins widen with eyes sparkling, “It's unless....., “with one thrust of his invisible powers, he blasts Vincent away in the middle of his attack making he bounce off the wall. In a way, Fuuma easily blasted him back like gnat off his shoulder. Vincent cried out as his body struck the hard wall. Stars filled his vision. He landed on the ground with a thud, trying to roll to his feet. He couldn't allow himself to stay down. Fuuma, “WHAT!!?” Smirking, “Want more? “ Last said in a smooth toning voice. Vincent gripped the wall pulling himself upright. The room spun around him. How had he let himself get so weak? He knew any more charges and that would be the end of him. There was no way he could summon Chaos in here, it would cause the mansion to collapse. He was out of options. "What is you want here?!" Fuuma, “.... As I say...., “ with angered eyes and frown, “ I want Kamui.....!!”