Pandora Hearts Oneshots

{Vincent Nightray} ✄ Sound of Heartbreak ✄

Your eyes gazed around in curiosity of the Nightray household as Echo lead you through its hallways. It always made you a little sad to see the apathetic look in Echo's soulless eyes, it wasn't like she had asked for this... right?

"Hey, Echo...?" you speak up, clasping your hands nervously behind your back.

"Yes, Miss [Name]? What is it?" came the indifferent reply as the ivory-haired girl glanced over her shoulder at you for but a second.

"What's it like to live with Vincent?" It was a question that had been gnawing at you for awhile now after having met the blonde man. He seemed rather carefree and goofy, but you had seen your fair share of fakers and was wondering...

"..." Echo stopped and kept her gray gaze away from yours. "It's fine. Absolutely fine!" came the too-quick response. An eyebrow raised of its own accord as you stared at Echo, as if trying to read her mind and find out what she was hiding.

"Are you... sure...?" you glance around the hallways before moving closer to the girl. "No one's around to hear, you can tell me; I won't tell anyone what you say."

"Tell you the truth... our Master Vincent is..." Echo paused and looked around as well before turning to give you an even more deadpanned look than was normal - bordering almost on irritation. "very annoying! Firstly he just speaks his mind away and he's very noisy... and I can't understand why he wants me to sit on his lap all the time! And I hope he can change his habit of sleeping without acknowledging his surroundings! And be more considerate of me who always has to pick up his mess... He's the one who always breaks the dolls and yet he'll get angry if you throw the dolls away. And he doesn't have the slightest concept of cleaning the room which is always dusty and full of rubbish; and even the maids said that Master Vincent's room is prohibited land!"

A dazed look was all that was on your face after that rant as Echo takes a breathe and stares at you as if waiting for you before moving on. "Sounds like you've been bottling up a lot of frustration, Echo..." you mumble though your thoughts trailed elsewhere.

'He has Echo sit on his lap...?' Jealousy flared through your heart. ... ... Weren't you his girlfriend and not Echo?

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"Something seems to be bothering you," Vincent smiles, running a hand through your hair. You sigh through your nose, irritated at how impossible it was to hide anything from the blond Nightray.

"It's nothing, really." you tried anyways, nuzzling into his neck to hide your face now not able to see the amused smirk on his face. You had wanted to confront him about what Echo had said; but than remembered your promise after all. In his free hand Vincent toyed with a pair of scissors, anxious to get about to ripping up the stuffed animals - though not being able to as he held onto you.

"Are you sure...?" he inquired again, burying his face into your hair and smirking.

"Yes!" came the now irritated reply from yourself, fisting your hand into the clothe of his coat and hating the feeling of huggling into him but not wanting to stop.

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You smiled to yourself, eager to get to Vincent and hang out with him today. You hadn't seen him in a few days after all, he had been too busy. It would be a nice surprise!

"Vincent, I missed you, you know!" came a young girl's voice causing you to stop and began eavesdropping - your heart beginning to race. Why did that girl sound so infatuated?

The sound of scissors and the ripping of another doll filled the air as the two conversed in the garden. "Oh? I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Ada." Your eyes narrowed as you peer around the hedge carefully to find the two blonds smiling at each other as you always smiled at each other. All the while Vincent kept tearing up that poor doll.

"It's okay, as long as I get to see you~" she smiled, reaching up to kiss him on the lips; a kiss which he continued with and made deeper causing you to grip the fabric of your dress where your heart lay beneath and gritting your teeth.

You could only watch for a few seconds before turning and rushing off as quietly as possible - attempting to hold in your tears.

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"Hey, Vincent," you smile, bottling up your sorrow at what you had seen as Vincent smiles back, cutting up another doll (a stuffed duck this time around).

"It's been awhile, I had begun thinking you were avoiding me~" he pouted, though his eyes remained playful as you reached up and kissed his cheek.

"Of course not!" you answer, because ultimately you couldn't hold yourself back from the blond man, even if he was unfaithful and manipulative. The scissors chopping through the stuffed duck resonated in the silence that followed and you decided;

That must be what the sound of heartbreak was...