Vanitas no carte [one shots]

A little sweet for a cold night

[By: Aki- #Vane]

It was the 15th of December. It was winter, the strong wind blew vigorously. White snow swept back across France, covering the roads of Paris. At the corner of Rosiers street, inside a warm and cozy cafe, there was a boy covered from head to toe in clothes, a cotton towel, a sweater and a cape. He was trembling, his dark-blue hair stained with tiny snowflakes.

"Dang you Dante! The meeting was supposed to be at 7, and it's already half-past 9! Just wait until I see your bald face!"-he mumbled angrily.

"Vanitas?" Suddenly a voice from a girl was heard. A pure, soft and familiar voice made Vanitas spun around. Standing there, a beautiful young woman, with pastel pink hair and bright golden eyes- Jeanne.

"Jeanne? Why are you here? It's very cold, and you're going alone!" Vanitas grumbled as she stepped forward. Grumbling, but his voice was filled with love and warmth. Jeanne said nothing, she sat across to him and ordered a Hazelnut Cafe and a Mille Feuille Fambroise.

The food came, she just enjoyed, completely ignoring the guy who she can now reluctantly call a 'boyfriend'. Although appearing nonchalant on the surface, inside she was chaotic. "Ah, Jeanne, what are you doing?? Why are you sitting with him?" Her mind spun around. Originally she only wanted to go to Paris for the famous Mille Feuille Fambroise, how did she end up with him? Just a few days ago, she was asking him to go on a date with her, said she likes him, making stupid promises with him, even begging him for blood, how can she just sit here? If Luca knows, she's dead!

"Are you hiding from Luca again?" Vanitas, getting fed up with being ignored, took a sip of his expresso while looking at her. Jeanne got caught off guard and froze for a moment. Vanitas laughed, clearly amused by her reaction. Jeanne's face redden as she angrily glared at him. Sulking, she refused to even look or talk to him anymore, just focusing on eating (although she was already doing that at the beginning)! Taking another piece of cake, she was about to put it in her mouth when her wrist was grabbed and pulled towards him, successfully delivering the piece of cake into Vanitas' stomach.

"Ooh, that's delicious!" Vanitas exclaimed.The crunchy taste of the thousand layered cake squeaked in his mouth, balanced by the greasy and soft taste of cream mixed with the sweet and sour raspberry, just right, not too sweet like the Tarte Tartin that Noe likes to eat.

"Of course! The Mille Feuille Fambroise at this store is the best in Paris!" Jeanne hearing the man who said that all apples, flour and sugar are the same the other day while this time he said the cake was delicious making her feel extremely excited, eyes sparkling, smiling brightly like when she showed him the clothes Lady Dominique have chosen for her.

"You're so cute, Mon Lapin~" Vanitas have successfully erased Jeanne's sulkiness, he then smiled and said, "Finish eating, there's a beautiful place that I want to show you.

Jeanne got curious, it was already half-past 9, could there still be a pretty place to see? A moment of excitement, she nodded.

...

"Close your eyes, don't open them until I said so!" She knew now that following Vanitas was a foolish idea. He immediately pulled her away after she finished eating, forced her to close her eyes halfway through, then led her around without stopping!!

Suddenly she heard sounds from an elevator.

"Ding"

"We're here, open your eyes, Mon Lapin~!" Vanitas whispered quietly into her ear.

Her eyelids began to slowly move upwards. At that very moment, those golden eyes sparkled with delight, filled with surprise and then excitement.

Before her eyes is a magnificent view of Paris at night. In the distance is a giant Ferris Wheel from the amusement park. Looking a bit further, she could see Galerie Valentine. The ground was full of snow, street lights, house lights.. they were all sparkling. And in the sky, the Le Baleine was still floating across the air.

"Va..Vanitas, what is this place?" she asked with an excited and cheerful face. She smiled, a bright smile, her eyes sparkled with anticipation. Vanitas chuckled slightly.

"As expected, you really are the cutest Mon Lapin..."

"Va-ni-tas!" when he regained consciousness, he found her face dangerously close to his, looking sullen and sulky.

"Huh? What's wrong, Mon Lapin?" he stammered, his face flushed with red for a short while.

"Where-are-we?" Jeanne still did not seem to understand the situation, and continued to move her face closer to Vanitas'.

"Oh, we're on the Eiffel Tower!" he said softly, his eyes filled with sunshine and warmth.

"Woah, that's awesome! The Eiffel here is not really different from Altus Paris, but the view is much more pretty and beautiful!" 

Jeanne was happily sprawling, when suddenly her waist was grabbed, her head was forced to turn around, and..

Her lips were locked.

Her face was bright red.

Her head was spinning.

Her body was frozen.

"Don't just unintentionally come close to my face like that? Haven't you realize the consequences when we first met?"

Whispering words into her ears, Vanitas hugged Jeanne tightly, burying his head into her shoulder.

A little sweet in a cold winter night, not bad..