Olympic Faults || AU || Madefromthedarkness
Ah, the summer Olympics. There was a short chance that Ven would have made it there, but she had managed to. And, of course, Vanitas had made it too. He was always trying to be better than her.
With that one sided rivalry, of course, people had started saying that they should just have sex and get it over with. But no. Ven liked having someone thinking that they were the underling.
Everywhere she'd gone, she'd spotted Vanitas nearby. When she went to get food, when she went to the store, wherever she was, he was a few feet away. Watching. He was like a lost puppy who wanted to tear her throat out. Of course, in order to one-up her even more, he had entered the same categories as she had. They had both worked up to where they were, with Ven being the tiniest bit better.
There were just three minutes until the first event; Archery. Ventus had been nervous all day, seeing as the raven had always been better at this. Though, it would be good if he won for once. She had gone through everything she needed to do, which was simple. Just hit the damn target.
As her turn came, she couldn't keep herself from shaking. The time it took for her to shoot the arrows seemed like an eternity. She had gotten nearly all bullseyes, and had her last arrow in her hands. As she shot it, the wind took it too far right, landing on the very edge of the target. Her hands came to her head as she mumbled a string of obscenities, her head falling back.
That would end up being her downfall. She knew it. Though, if he beat her here, she'd beat him in Gymnastics. That was all too obvious. She was in first as of now, but as soon as Vanitas stepped up, she would have to be extremely lucky to stay there.
