From heaven to hell

Disclaimer and Author's notes.

It's been a while hasn't it been? i've been going through some SERIOUS writter's block. However, a recent addition to my music collection has brought some ideas to me. Since 3 days i am listenning, in a CONSTANT loop, To "How could this happen to me" From Simple plan and it has been giving me a LOT of ideas which i am putting in this story.

It is my first multichapter here and i want it to be perfect. As of now, i do not know where it will lead. I am talking with Geostigma (from here, yes XD) and she is also giving me ideas ^^ (more like REALLY wanting something to happen XD lol!) so i am taking this into consideration.. ah! anyways.. enough blabbling. The story's genre might change as the chapters goes by and i dont know how many mores i will add. Am i bad to ask for reviews?

well.. serious stuff now.. Disclaimer: Let's make it short, i own nothing.. no one, , everyone named in this story belongs to Square-Enix.


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I feel consciousness take over me, trying to focus on about anything: a sound, a shadow, a ray of light, a feeling. I can hear something bubbling and the tic tac of a nearby clock. I force my eyes open but shut them quickly, feeling light burn them.

Where am I?

Definitly not in a bed, it is too hard... maybe a table?

I move my hands around, trying to feel anything familliar, but my body doesnt normally respond, I don't feel things as I should feel them: It gets me worried. With slow and ankward movements, I hit something and hear crashing. The loud noise makes me wince, it's like if I heard it louder than I should...

I attempt to open my eyes another time, using my right hand to cover the light, and see a stone ceiling. I turn my head and make out filled bookshelves.

So I am in the basement... but.. why?

Slowly getting myself seated, I feel the world spin. I never felt that nauseous when getting up and confusion overcomes me. I can hear someone breathe but it is not in the room I am in. it is... in my mind?

...whispers. What is that voice?

"who are you?"

I get no answers, even if the whispering doesn't stop. I bring my hand to my head. It feels so hot, why am I feverish?

Gently, I get off the table and stand up. I feel so weak and it's like if I am about to be sick. I take the desk as support and rise, taking a deep breath to chase away the nausea. Still sustaining myself, I take a few steps around, trying to find my balance again.

I am usually a get up and go person. I can be completly awaken and alert as soon as I am awaken.. so why doesn't my body function normally?

I hear something crack on the floor and look down toward it. Glass... it must be what I knocked over a few minutes ago. The whispers in my mind intensifies... what is going on? I look around.

"Gast?"

no answer..

"Lucrecia?"

still nothing...

"Hojo?"

Silence proves me that I am really alone, but what are those voices? It's driving me crazy!

.... Laughter?

I turn back, still holding myself with the table. My eyes focus with more ease now and I look around. Nothing has changed ... aside something dark on the floor.

I take a few steps forward to look at what is there but something tells me not to. I do not know why, but my heart rushes like a runaway train and hurts with every beat.

I kneel down to reach for the substance with my fingers and recognise it right away. Being in the Turks, it's not the first time I see blood, and from the looks of it, that small puddle has been there for a while. I take a closer look at my fingers and from the corner of the eyes, see my own shirt being stained. I touch it and feel a sharp pain on my chest.

Gast running, calling out, Lucrecia layed unconscious in a bed, The spiral staircase, a gun shot, Hojo laughing, blood on my hand, the world faltering

I quickly snap back to reality, gasping and jerking backward, knocking my back on the desk.

"what ?!"

The laughter and whispers becomes louder and there is growling mixed in the noise. I cover my ears with my hands, trying to dim the sound.

"shut up!"

The world spins once again and I feel like I am going to be sick. I tremble... what is going on? What is hapenning with me??

Panting as if I ran a miles, I get on all 4 but no use, cold sweat slides on my back and it's like if all the blood in my body stops and rushes to my head. I fight to remain conscious, images flooding my memory, entertwinning with those voices.

It's too much.. make it stop..

"Vincent."

"What is it? ... Lucrecia ?! Gast what hapenned!!"

"I found her like this. I heard something fall and it was her."

"... Is she going to be ok? when did this happen?"

"A few hours ago, Hojo knows about it... He said he...."

" What did he say?"

"...."

"answer me! What did he say?"

" .... that he knew this would happen... Vincent, Lucrecia is ... Vincent!!"


...... no

no ... no not this ...

Everything but this...

Everything inside me tenses, my blood freezes. This really hapenned? no ... Lucrecia .. not you. My nausea goes away long enough for me to scream. All my senses comes back and I get up, backing away, hitting one of the shelves that falls down, all it's content breaking on the ground.

As if possessed, I hit and knock off everything I find. I knew it. I knew this was going to be bad, I knew it!!! How could I be so careless? How could I just stand there and do nothing? How could I trust him when I knew this was going to turn bad?

Books flies from a corner of the room to the other, chairs are thrown, as well as glass containers. The entire library and laboratory aren't spared and when I calm down, the entire room is in an undescriptible mess: books and glass, all over the floor, strange liquids, mixing one another. I see, in the reflection of one of the intact tank, in the corner of the room, some strange blueish beast, with long hair and a long tail. Panicked, I turn around, to see nothing. I look at the glass again, and yet, the beast still appears.

Without thinking, I look down at my own hands and see they have the same blueish color, with long sharp nails.

I scream and take a few steps back, tripping on a chair and hitting my head on the filing-cabinet behind me, before darkness swallows me again.

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There is a delicate smell of Lilac in the air and a faint breeze in the room. I turn around, holding someone close.

someone?

I open my eyes, focussing on what is around, catching my breath.

Long white and almost transparent curtains are dancing with the breeze and the moon, high in the air, shines through the window. The room is dark, yet inviting and I am layed in a bed.

"What's wrong?"

what? ... a soft feminine voice takes me out of my contemplation of the room. I look at who it is.

...Lucrecia?!

My heart skips a beat and I hold her closer.

"Vincent, what is wrong?"

"nothing, just a bad dream..."

She smiles and snuggles into my embrace. It felt so real, I thought I forever lost her ...

I lean my chin on her head and rest there, eyes closed, for a moment, calming down.

"shhh... you are so stressed Vincent.."

She turns around and lifts her face to cover my lips with hers. Instantly, this nightmare I just had goes away and I concentrate only on her.. on her scent, her touch, her taste.

"I'll be ok, don't worry."

She smiles "okay."

She lifts herself on her arm, still facing me, and passes her hand on my cheek, bringing her face closer to mine.

"you know... professor Gast and professor Hojo are not going to be back for a while now ..."

I faintly laugh, caressing her nose with mine.

"It's been a while since last we spent a night without chaperones...."

"...and who knows when this will happen again ..."

On this, our mouth meets. I part my lips, inviting her in and I delve my tongue into her mouth, caressing her's with it, while passing my right hand in her long hair. She is beautifull when they are tied, but once they anarchily stand loose, she become even prettier. We could stand close one another, and I would caress them for hours.

I lay her above me, holding her close, and rub her back with my left hand. I can feel her smile while kissing and she dig her hand near my nape. It is my sensitive area and once she reaches it, I lose all control.

As a Turks, I am trained to face any situation, but once I am with her, I am as devoid as a lamb against a wolf. I wouldn't let her use me, but she can do what she wants with me.

I send my head back, digging it in the pillow and she takes this moment to break the kiss to nibble at my neck, drawning moans from me. I send my hands down to her sides, caressing her and slide a leg in between hers. She faintly rubs herself on it and caresses my uncovered chest.

Her delicacy always stuns me. She is so perfect, calm, intelligent, dedicated, so loveable... she is a real woman.

I follow her lead and also bring my hand to her chest. She lifts herself up, allowing me to move with more ease and I feel around her breast, listenning to her sigh. I gently push on her so she ends on her back and I lay over her, still caressing her bosom and kissing around her ears and neck. I feel her leg rise between mines and this time, I am the one rubbing on her.

She caresses me on the back and slides her hands from it to my behind, passing on my hips, holding my lower body close to her and I respond by grinding on her, making her moan with expectation and desire.

I pass a finger on her night-gown and pull it lower, sliding the straps off her shoulders, revealing a part of her chest, which I cover with kisses. She bring her hands onto my back again and one of them reaches for my short black hair, pulling my head closer to her breast, while she passes the tip of her fingers on my spine, carefull to not scratch me, sending shivers throughout my body.

I part my lip and grab a faint hold out of one of her nipple, which I caress with my tongue, listenning to her catch her breath and arc backward. Her hands stops moving and I feel her faintly tremble, whispering out my name. Need I say this strikes me right in my mid section and I reward her with gentle sucking on her breast.

She lifts and parts her legs and I find shelter in between them, both of us meeting through our remaining clothing.

Still holding my head close to her chest, she feels around with her other hand, heading lower and in between our bodies. She passes her fingers underneath the waist band of my pants and brushes my hardenned flesh, making me send out a strangled moan, bucking up, desiring a stronger contact.

She keeps on going lower, sliding her fingers on my groin and I shiver of both pleasure and tickles. I lift my hips, giving her more space and keep on ravaging her chest with caresses, licks and nibbles, listenning to our long and deep breathing.

I whisper her name, telling her how beautifull she is and how I desire her and slowly, as if to playfully torture me, she slides her fingers around my manhood, then faintly grab it, moving up and down.

The room spins and my arm, holding me above her, almost give in.

"oh... Lu..."

I cannot resist and trail my lips up to her sweet honey tasting mouth again and find comfort in this hot cavern, our tongue entertwinning in a long and slow dance. Since I cannot have her at this instant, then her mouth will be the one getting this pilling up pleasure.

But rest assured, my muse, I will keep enough for you to remember this night...

With my right hand, I go to her leg and caress her thigh, going from her knee and toward her inner thigh, moving my own hips, matching the slow rhythm of her hand around me. With her feets, she pulls on my pants, making them go down. I help her remove them and go back to caress her thigh and lower butt. She unwraps a few fingers and sends them lower, caressing my balls, making the room spin once more.

Mischeviously smirking through our still ongoing kiss, I mimic her and pass my fingers over her underwears, faintly caressing her. She catches her breath and tenses, her other hand, still behind my head, fisting through my hair. I let go of her mouth, allowing her to breathe with ease and nips my way down her chin, her neck, passed her chest and to her stomach. I cringe when she lets go of my aching member but I want to be the one pleasuring her the most.

I lower her night-gown to her hips, which she lifts so I can free her from it and keep on kissing and softly biting around her lower stomach.

Wrapping my left arm around her, I trail my right hand back up on her leg, until I once again reach her inner thighs, but this time, I pass my hand under her panties, sliding my fingers on her once more.

She grabs hold onto my head and lets out a long wimper. I melt everytime I hear this sound...

I keep on sliding my fingers on the band of her underwears and move up to get them off from her, lowering my kisses toward her eden. Once again , I feel her tremble of desire beneath me sighing out my name.

I pass over her groin, turn to her inner tigh and head back up to her womanhood, which I tease with faint licks.

Her voice strangles and her breathing quickens, both giving such a delightfull plea and she arcs backward, grabbing a stronger hold to the sheets around her. I bury my tongue into her and keep on caressing her leg with my right hand. Her moans becomes louder and constant, following her breathing, as she gets used with my intrusion. She parts her legs even more and I bring my hand close to my mouth to assist it with pleasing her.

I slide one finger in her, removing my tongue but still nibbling around her thighs. I try to reach as deep as I can, tracing every parts of her deepness before sliding another finger in.

She calls out my name and reaches for my head with her hand, scrathing, rubbing it, trying by all means to get my face closer to hers.

Not yet my angel... not yet...

I release my left arm from around her, kneeling beneath her and move my hand to her chest while never taking my other fingers out of her, still tracing the curves within her.

She is so beautifull like this, her hair sprayed all over the pillow, shamelessly laying naked, moaning of pleasure and trying to get me closer, licking and biting her own lips. A view only I can witness ....

Making sure to put enough pressure on her so she doesn't sit up, I caress her breasts again and speed up my rubbing of her inner self. She rubs the inside of her legs on me, the only thing that she can reach for aside my hand and arm on her bosom. I watch her, as she writhes on my fingers. Such beauty..

" Vincent... please... "

Who am I to deny her a voiced request? I dig my legs under her, approaching my throbbing erection closer and lay over her, still not taking away my fingers off. As soon as I get closer to her, she takes the opportunity to reach out for my manhood and I let out a moan.

Gods, Lu, I need you...

She caresses it while I take off my hand from her bust and slide it behind her shoulders, to lift her up on my lap, as a fragile doll.

She covers my lips with hers and we tenderly kiss for an moment, before she lifts herself from my finger, sheltering her face in the confines of my neck, and lowers herself on me, making the entire world around us stop and falter. I let out a long groan, mixing my voice with her keen cry and let her take the lead for an instant. She caresses my chest , toys with my nipples, slowly lifting and lowering herself on me in a constant rhythm, bites around my ears, neck and shoulders. It is as if she is making pay for unallowing her to touch me for a while and I swear, she can make me pay for it as long as she wants...

She push me on my back and straddles me, laying her feverish body over mine, her hair falling around her face as a fountain. Putting her head above mine, her hair acts as hiding walls, where only I can see this sweet expression she has when we are bound. Still lifting and lowering herself on me, I surrender to her mercy.

Take me, thrill me, hurt me, do what you want me with... I so desire you.

She quickens her pace, lifting herself on me, and I put my hands on her hips, helping her movements.

As her bouncing goes, she gains speed and lands more forcefully on me, drawning louder moan from both of us. She lays her hand on me and grab hold of bare skin. I can feel her short nails scratch me, clashing against the pleasuring she gives me and added to the cool breeze comming from the openned windows. She bends forward, not enough to lay on me, but enough for her hair to slide on my chest, giving me yet a 4th different feeling.

I lift my hips a little and move in tandem with her, countering her movements. She gasps and clutches her fist. This is definitly going to leave a mark.... which I promise to wear with pride.

yes... I am obsessed with her. But who wouldn't? She is perfect.

Panting, she bends a bit more, using her other hand, pressed on the bed, to keep her from laying on me. She is getting tired ...

I pass my hand on her face and with my other one, still on her hip, I slow her down.

"shhhh....calm down honey.."

She smiles and looks at me. So sweet... I pull her nearer, holding her entire body close to me, and turn her on her back, following her as to not break our bind.

I lift her legs wrapping them around me, kissing her: She is a little sweaty and I long for her taste.

Slowly, I take the lead and move in and out of her, giving her little time to catch her breath. I lay a hand on her leg, pushing down on it while thrusting upward. I lift my upper self from her and pace up.

She lays her hand on the one I use to sustain myself on and we lock them one in the other. With her other one, she reaches for my chest again, on which she lightly strokes with her fingers.

She brought me close to release not long ago, and this small moment I took to turn her around was enough to give us some more time together. I listen to her cries while moving faster and the keener her voice gets, the deeper I pound.

With another trust, she becomes rigid and gasps, clasping her hand in mine. A few more trusts and she screams my name. I know I brought her there, where nothing matters anymore and where we can only wish to remain.

Her voice, so beautifull... just as her.. oh Lucrecia, I love you so!

Another few seconds and I am the one to reach ecstasy, repeating her name as a prayer, as I release within her.

Panting, I still give in a few more movements before laying over her, carefull as to not crush her underneath me. We easily have over 8 inches of differences, she looks so small when I am near her.

And I make sure to use this as an advantage when I protect her...

Rolling on my back, I drag her with me, caressing her back while she comes down from the cloud she was on, catching her breath.

The breeze is more than welcome now, as we are both sweaty.

Without talking, I hold her head close to my neck, which she kisses one more time, before snuggling on me. I lovingly caress her hair, thinking of how this moment is like heaven on gaia... I gently kiss her head

"I love you"

and she replies, with a dimming voice, as darkness takes over me

"I love you too.."

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