Sora's Darkness

He picked her up and flew off to the fountain.

 

She braids her hair on their way there.

 

He put her down in front of the fountain.

 

She leans over then drinks the blood hungrily.

 

He did the same.

 

"Looks like I'm no longer called 'daughter of Sephiroth'."

 

"'Bride of the vampire overlord' sounds like a better title, wouldn't you say?"

 

She lifts her head. "Are you thinking about marriage? Is that what I heard?"

 

"Why ever not?"

 

"That's a lot of planning and such." She looks down at herself. "How are we going to pull it off?"

 

"You and Cloud were husband and wife and I didn't see a wedding."

 

"Ok, it was unofficial." She continues drinking. "What is the point with the 'bride' part of the title?"

 

He shrugged. "To tell other vampires that you are mine and mine alone."

 

"That works." She lifts her head.

 

He continued drinking, though he had already drank about a gallon. "Though I suppose the silver hair will be enough."

 

"After all, that's your signature. If not, we could find other ways." A mischevious idea appears in her eyes.

 

He looked at her while still drinking. "Like what?"

 

"Eyes, maybe Jenova cells, or whatever." She moves over to the other side.

 

"Why did you have that mischievous look in your eyes?"

 

"This." She pushes him into the fountain playfully.