Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Vincent Valentine/Yuffie Kisaragi
Prompt: #53- Earth
Word Count: 271
He had never gardened before in his life. I suppose the look on my face when he told me that said everything. He narrowed his crimson eyes, tilted his head thoughtfully to one side. "I spent over twenty years in a coffin, Yuffie. Before that I was a Turk. I killed people for a living. When would I have had the time to garden?"
He said he never really understood the point. Plants only withered and died, but he would watch me. He would stand off to the side with his arms crossed, watching me work with the dirt.
I always wondered why if he found is pointless he felt the need to watch me. Maybe he thought he had to protect me, though from what I could never tell. Danger and I were no strangers and he knew I was capable of taking care of myself if need be.
I watched him for a while one day, looking at the way his cape seemed extra red in the light. I smiled over to him, beckoning him over with one hand.
I saw him hesitate. I saw him contemplate. Then he moved over to me, kneeling down next to me so we were eye level. I smiled at him, taking his hand and pressing it into the dirt.
He pulled at his hand, wondering what I was doing.
"Just help me out, Vincent."
"I don't know what I'm doing, Yuffie."
I kept his hand pressed in the dirt, moved my other hand to dig around more. Then, our hands in the earth, I felt his fingers intertwine with mine.