Beauty Obsession
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
773
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Beauty Obsession
A/N:I wasn't going to post it because it is a crime against the brains of anybody whom reads it but somebody asked for it so...
It is not finished because I have no idea of how to end it, I'm totally stuck here, so if anybody have a suggestion of what happens next please help me.(You can finish it if you want, I don't mind XD).
If there is enough people asking (namely one) I'll delete the post, ok, so don't freak out.
Also, my English is not very goo so expect lots of mistakes
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Title: Beauty Obsession
Pairing: Vincent/Yazoo
Warning: This sucks. There are a lot of mistakes (English is not my native language)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not even talent
Status: Not finished
Forgotten City. Enticing with all of its simple glory of black and white. The pure and soft glow of white from the frozen trees contrasting so perfectly to the dark and haunting feel of the shadows. It’s so perfect for a beauty lover as myself, yet so boring.
I’ve been at this place for so long now and all that glory that first captured my attention is just fading away in dull shades of gray. I needed a change, something new, some new beauty to be entranced by, maybe some color, something bright and vibrant. Where could I find it? Or rather, how could I find it when I’m stuck in this dull place playing babysitter for these low-life brats that I had ‘charmed’ into coming with me under Kadaj’s orders.
Ah Kadaj, my dear little brother, one more beauty for me to admire. A deadly one, my favorite type. Watching Kadaj fight was always one of my favorite pastimes. The way he moves while practicing with his sword, or better yet, while killing something, always with a sadistic gleam in his beautiful green-mako eyes and blood running down his flawless pale skin and the dark leather of his clothes, that right there is the picture of perfection.
Oh yeah, that must be the prettiest combination of colors: blood red (my favorite), black and just a touch of white. And with that thought I decided, that will be the colors of my new beauty, now I just have to wait until I get a chance to go look for it. – sigh – How much must I wait?
**
Finally my brothers came back after completing their tasks.
Kadaj doesn’t seem very happy but he seems satisfied at the same time, the gleam in his eyes changed but it’s still just as pretty as that sadistic one I love so much, I wonder what happened besides the obvious fact that Shinra wasn’t very helpful yet again. What a pity I would’ve loved to see what my little brother did to him to have such a look in his eyes.
Loz seems and sound very much happy while relating his fight with this chick he met at the church he was sent to. Not that I think beating girls up is something to be so proud of, they are just so fragile that a few good punches and they go down for the count, but even so its sounds like it would’ve been a worthy watching fight (this girl sounds tough) and again, one I missed thanks to the brats. – frown – What the hell? Why did they got fun stuff to do and I did not? Actually, why am I the only one that never do any fun tasks? I always got the boring stuff. Guess what the answer is when I do this very question out loud. “It’s because, neither me nor Loz have the patience for it. Could you imagine me stuck with a bunch of kids without slicing their throat? Or Loz without smashing them up?” The truth? No, I can’t and that is really unfair.
**
A few minutes after brother speech, which convince the brat to drink the dark water to ‘cure’ the Geostigma, big brother arrived. And finally some action, Loz and I fought side by side just like the time on the bikes on the desert. For whoever is watching it, I’m sure, must think that our fight seems more like a dance, choreographed and practiced to perfection, but no, its not like that, its instinctive really, we kinda feel what the other will do before he does it or even realize he is gonna do it. Sometimes I wish I could be two places at the same time so I would be able to watch it, Kadaj said it is hypnotic sight. One more beauty I’m denied to see but this one at least I know I’m part of, so I’m satisfied.
Big brother leaps and attacks Kadaj, but of course, he doesn’t have any chance and goes down after a few hits and then the most amazing thing happened, a red thing just flew out of nowhere firing at us, it gathered brother and vanished. I don’t know how long I’ve been frozen after that just staring where the red ghost had disappeared with wide open eyes and mouth hanging open completely ignoring Kadaj yelling and cursing and Loz whimpering about not getting to finish the game. I only could think that I just had to find the red thing and figure out what the hell it was and just as I decided that and was about to go look for it I saw movement at the corner of my vision. That little girl that was with Loz. She was running into the forest, maybe she knows where the thing had gone to? Only one way to find out, right.
I followed the girl making sure she didn’t notice me or she would freak out and change directions. So after some time she run through some bushes and I could hear voices. Bingo. I sneaked around one tree to try and see who she was talking to, I could recognize big brother’s voice but not the other one, a male voice, low and smooth, sensual and soothing, beautiful. Was that the ghost? I looked around the tree and saw big brother and the girl and a red something, a cape maybe? I was about to incline a little bit more when brother turned around and started walking my direction, doesn’t look like he saw me, good.
The moment he faded from my sight I turned around again to look for the ghost and to my great surprise he was right beside me, studying me on top of a three barrel gun aiming at my head. How in the hell he got so close without me noticing it? After the surprise wore out I got to study him as well and I got one more surprise, a more pleasant one this time. Remember the beauty I had decided to look for? That one with the blood red, black and a bit of white colors, well, who would’ve thought it was going to find me instead.
This ghost, or rather, this man had the most beautiful, silky like ebony hair, the most perfect pale skin, even more so than Kadaj’s, and the part that took my breath away was that hypnotic bright red eyes. “So beautiful”- breathless – The look of surprise in his face, told me that I has said that out loud. Well, it’s not like it’s a lies anyway.
“What you want?” Oh, that voice again, so perfect, I could hear it for a long, long time. No doubt about that, he is gonna be the perfect little pet. “You” – smirk – “I want you”. I run the tip of my fingers over the barrel of his gun with a sensual smile on my lips.
Allure, the power to attract, entice; the quality causing attraction. That is my natural skill, used unconsciously almost all the time, more powerful when used consciously, like now, the exceptions are my brothers, of course, but sometimes even they are affected. The first thing anybody who ever met me learns is: ‘I want what I want when I want it, and I ALWAYS get it’ and when I don’t, well, that don’t end well, be sure of it. And that is why when the glassy look, caused by my allure, fades from the dark figure eyes, I got really annoyed. Is he resisting me? Me? How dare he?
“You are crazy”. He takes a step back, eyes hardening, a scowl on his beautiful face, never lowering his gun.
“You have no idea”.
Everybody who meets Kadaj take him for crazy, and he kinda is, but what almost nobody knows is that I can actually be worst than him sometimes, especially when angry. Those Turks learned that first hand after the make over I made on them. Really, they end up much better afterwards, such a shame they got away, I wanted to play more, especially during those boring hours babysitting. But that won’t be a problem for very long, now I got something to distract me from the boredom, no sense in breaking it just because of a little stubbornness and this one sure will be worthy the challenge, I’ll get to break him in a more enjoyable way later, just need a little patience, something I have to spare. You can be a hitman with my talent without learning to have patience after all.
My pet tries to put some distance between us after my statement, afraid perhaps? Now that is amusing, he doesn’t seem the type to be taken aback with just that, oh well. I advance to close the gap he formed, and he gives a leap and lands on top of a tree.
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A/N2: That is it. Worse than you thought, right? lol
It is not finished because I have no idea of how to end it, I'm totally stuck here, so if anybody have a suggestion of what happens next please help me.(You can finish it if you want, I don't mind XD).
If there is enough people asking (namely one) I'll delete the post, ok, so don't freak out.
Also, my English is not very goo so expect lots of mistakes
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Title: Beauty Obsession
Pairing: Vincent/Yazoo
Warning: This sucks. There are a lot of mistakes (English is not my native language)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not even talent
Status: Not finished
Forgotten City. Enticing with all of its simple glory of black and white. The pure and soft glow of white from the frozen trees contrasting so perfectly to the dark and haunting feel of the shadows. It’s so perfect for a beauty lover as myself, yet so boring.
I’ve been at this place for so long now and all that glory that first captured my attention is just fading away in dull shades of gray. I needed a change, something new, some new beauty to be entranced by, maybe some color, something bright and vibrant. Where could I find it? Or rather, how could I find it when I’m stuck in this dull place playing babysitter for these low-life brats that I had ‘charmed’ into coming with me under Kadaj’s orders.
Ah Kadaj, my dear little brother, one more beauty for me to admire. A deadly one, my favorite type. Watching Kadaj fight was always one of my favorite pastimes. The way he moves while practicing with his sword, or better yet, while killing something, always with a sadistic gleam in his beautiful green-mako eyes and blood running down his flawless pale skin and the dark leather of his clothes, that right there is the picture of perfection.
Oh yeah, that must be the prettiest combination of colors: blood red (my favorite), black and just a touch of white. And with that thought I decided, that will be the colors of my new beauty, now I just have to wait until I get a chance to go look for it. – sigh – How much must I wait?
**
Finally my brothers came back after completing their tasks.
Kadaj doesn’t seem very happy but he seems satisfied at the same time, the gleam in his eyes changed but it’s still just as pretty as that sadistic one I love so much, I wonder what happened besides the obvious fact that Shinra wasn’t very helpful yet again. What a pity I would’ve loved to see what my little brother did to him to have such a look in his eyes.
Loz seems and sound very much happy while relating his fight with this chick he met at the church he was sent to. Not that I think beating girls up is something to be so proud of, they are just so fragile that a few good punches and they go down for the count, but even so its sounds like it would’ve been a worthy watching fight (this girl sounds tough) and again, one I missed thanks to the brats. – frown – What the hell? Why did they got fun stuff to do and I did not? Actually, why am I the only one that never do any fun tasks? I always got the boring stuff. Guess what the answer is when I do this very question out loud. “It’s because, neither me nor Loz have the patience for it. Could you imagine me stuck with a bunch of kids without slicing their throat? Or Loz without smashing them up?” The truth? No, I can’t and that is really unfair.
**
A few minutes after brother speech, which convince the brat to drink the dark water to ‘cure’ the Geostigma, big brother arrived. And finally some action, Loz and I fought side by side just like the time on the bikes on the desert. For whoever is watching it, I’m sure, must think that our fight seems more like a dance, choreographed and practiced to perfection, but no, its not like that, its instinctive really, we kinda feel what the other will do before he does it or even realize he is gonna do it. Sometimes I wish I could be two places at the same time so I would be able to watch it, Kadaj said it is hypnotic sight. One more beauty I’m denied to see but this one at least I know I’m part of, so I’m satisfied.
Big brother leaps and attacks Kadaj, but of course, he doesn’t have any chance and goes down after a few hits and then the most amazing thing happened, a red thing just flew out of nowhere firing at us, it gathered brother and vanished. I don’t know how long I’ve been frozen after that just staring where the red ghost had disappeared with wide open eyes and mouth hanging open completely ignoring Kadaj yelling and cursing and Loz whimpering about not getting to finish the game. I only could think that I just had to find the red thing and figure out what the hell it was and just as I decided that and was about to go look for it I saw movement at the corner of my vision. That little girl that was with Loz. She was running into the forest, maybe she knows where the thing had gone to? Only one way to find out, right.
I followed the girl making sure she didn’t notice me or she would freak out and change directions. So after some time she run through some bushes and I could hear voices. Bingo. I sneaked around one tree to try and see who she was talking to, I could recognize big brother’s voice but not the other one, a male voice, low and smooth, sensual and soothing, beautiful. Was that the ghost? I looked around the tree and saw big brother and the girl and a red something, a cape maybe? I was about to incline a little bit more when brother turned around and started walking my direction, doesn’t look like he saw me, good.
The moment he faded from my sight I turned around again to look for the ghost and to my great surprise he was right beside me, studying me on top of a three barrel gun aiming at my head. How in the hell he got so close without me noticing it? After the surprise wore out I got to study him as well and I got one more surprise, a more pleasant one this time. Remember the beauty I had decided to look for? That one with the blood red, black and a bit of white colors, well, who would’ve thought it was going to find me instead.
This ghost, or rather, this man had the most beautiful, silky like ebony hair, the most perfect pale skin, even more so than Kadaj’s, and the part that took my breath away was that hypnotic bright red eyes. “So beautiful”- breathless – The look of surprise in his face, told me that I has said that out loud. Well, it’s not like it’s a lies anyway.
“What you want?” Oh, that voice again, so perfect, I could hear it for a long, long time. No doubt about that, he is gonna be the perfect little pet. “You” – smirk – “I want you”. I run the tip of my fingers over the barrel of his gun with a sensual smile on my lips.
Allure, the power to attract, entice; the quality causing attraction. That is my natural skill, used unconsciously almost all the time, more powerful when used consciously, like now, the exceptions are my brothers, of course, but sometimes even they are affected. The first thing anybody who ever met me learns is: ‘I want what I want when I want it, and I ALWAYS get it’ and when I don’t, well, that don’t end well, be sure of it. And that is why when the glassy look, caused by my allure, fades from the dark figure eyes, I got really annoyed. Is he resisting me? Me? How dare he?
“You are crazy”. He takes a step back, eyes hardening, a scowl on his beautiful face, never lowering his gun.
“You have no idea”.
Everybody who meets Kadaj take him for crazy, and he kinda is, but what almost nobody knows is that I can actually be worst than him sometimes, especially when angry. Those Turks learned that first hand after the make over I made on them. Really, they end up much better afterwards, such a shame they got away, I wanted to play more, especially during those boring hours babysitting. But that won’t be a problem for very long, now I got something to distract me from the boredom, no sense in breaking it just because of a little stubbornness and this one sure will be worthy the challenge, I’ll get to break him in a more enjoyable way later, just need a little patience, something I have to spare. You can be a hitman with my talent without learning to have patience after all.
My pet tries to put some distance between us after my statement, afraid perhaps? Now that is amusing, he doesn’t seem the type to be taken aback with just that, oh well. I advance to close the gap he formed, and he gives a leap and lands on top of a tree.
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A/N2: That is it. Worse than you thought, right? lol