Thunk… thunk… thunk… thunk…

"That otta do it," I grinned at my work, swiping my thumb across my nose. I turned to my lover and gave him a winning smile, he smiled back. "You think it'll work?"

"It should, unless any demon comes to wreck it down," Vince replied, coming over to me and wrapping an arm around my shoulder; my arm around his waist.

I snorted. "They hunt we kill."

"Or, we could just kill them."

"That too."

I looked back at the small tower, hoping it would pick up other radio towers. Unless, we really are the last survivors. I turn my head to see Zell coming towards us on his Chocobo at full speed. He skidded to a halt when he reached us.

"Cid, we picked another radio signal," the blond chicken-butt hair said excitedly.

"Well, go talk to them," I laughed, grinning like a fool of hearing that there was others out there that needed our help.

"They're speaking in French."

"Don't come to me; I'm lousy at French."

Zell laughed at that, smiling from ear to ear. "They said that they wanted to speak to the one in charge." He looked towards Vincent, waiting for an answer.

"That'll be you then, won't it?" Vincent said, his voice soft and quiet. At this, the tattooed vampire looked at him wide eyed before grinning and nodding, riding back to the castle.

"Now why did you do that?" I ask, looking at the raven in inquiry. He only chuckled and shook his head before answering,

"I'm can't speak French either."

I threw back my head and barked in laughter. Goddamn, I'm so hopelessly in love with a vampire that could be years older than me. But who cares, I love him and he's mine.

Fin

Finished. Sorry it just suddenly ended, I had no more ideas. I feel so bad. But my next story I'll try to make it longer. I hoped you liked it.