AN: This is my second FanFic, and first FFVII Fic so please have mercy on me. .

I've been working on this for awhile now and I hope some of you will like it.

Please give me reviews, good or bad.

And yes, there will be Yaoi/Lemon in later chapters. Just so you know.

Now you can decide if you want to run or stay. (Please stay!)

Vincent: Wait a second! I never agreed on doing any sex scenes!

StraySky: You didn't have to, Cloud agreed for you.

Vincent: CLOUD!

Cloud: What? You don't want to?

Vincent: Damn right I don't want to!

StraySky: To bad for you Vinnie, I have already started to plan for the sweet stuff. drifting away in thoughts with a stupid smile

Cloud: Do she always have to look so…….dumb when she's doing that? gets hit in the head with a chair

Vincent:………….

StraySky: I don't look stupid! storms out

Vincent: Drama queen…….

Cloud X Vincent

Accidentally in love

The blond boy awoke at the sound of the alarm clocks raging screams. He reached out a hand

to turn it off but could not seem to locate the machine. With a growling noise he opened

his eyes to see where the hell the damn thing where. What met his sight was a slender

boy all dressed in black and with just as black hair. A par of garnet red eyes stared

down at him. The black figure held in his hands the alarm clock. When he saw that the blond

boys eyes was opened he pushed the bottom on the clock and it went silent.

"Vincent don't do that! I hate having to hear more then necessary from that hell machine."

"I know." The other boy spoke. "You need to get up now or we'll be late, AGAIN!" He put

down the clock with little more power then needed just to make sure the blond would get the hint.

"I overslept again?" He said as he sat up in his bed rubbing his eyes.

"Yes." Vincent went over to a pile of clothes lying on the floor. He bent down and started

to seek for clean clothes for his friend. Finally he found a pair of jeans with holes on the

knees that didn't look to dirty. His next goal was to find a clean shirt. He found a black

long sleeved shirt with a pair of white and light blue wings on the back. The wings were

put so that they would sit on the shoulder blades when the shirt was worn.

Vincent walked up to the bed and tossed the cloths at the still not fully awoken boy. The

cloths landed at his feet.

"Oh, thanks." He pushed his bed cover off and stood up reaching for his pants.

The other boy turned away with a light blush playing on his cheeks by seeing his friend

in only boxers. He fixed his eyes on the floor in the opposite direction from the blond

waiting patiently.

Lucky for Vincent the spike haired boy didn't noticed. He was now fully dressed searching

on his night table after all his rings and earrings. He already had his bracelets on since

he never took them off.

Vincent who now figured that it should be safe to look up from the floor turned to his

roommate.

"Cloud! Come on now!"

"I don't understand why we should stress to get in time anyway, I mean none of us like

geography. Being late only means we'll be tormented less." He had now found what he was

looking for and was busy putting all things on.

"Just cause we don't like the class dose not mean we should be late."

Cloud wined as he reached for his shoulder bag and swung it over his head.

"Ehhh…...Cloud?"

"Um, what?"

"Books would be a good idea."

"Oh, yeah! I almost forgot." He turned and started searching the room for the books.

"What do you mean "almost"! You did forget! Again!" Vincent sighted. Cloud had a

skill for forgetting his school books...and a lot of other stuff. Vincent picked up his

cell phone to look at the time.

"Oh great! We're 15 min late."

"15min?" The blond said and stopped his hunt for books.

"Yes, but we can still catch most of class if we run."

"No."

"No?" Vincent tipped his head a little and black bangs fell over half his right eye and he

frowned.

"Awww, you're so cute when you make that face." Cloud said with a little laugh. Half teasing,

half serious. Vincent slightly blushed for the second time this morning. Cloud continued;

"I think we should skip class, all other classes today as well."

"What? No, Cloud, we can't." Making a serious face to put more power into his words.

"Why not? We both have good grades. And we deserve, no, we NEED a little time off."

He walked over the room and grabbed Vincent's side bag and opened it and got ride of all books related to school.

"I don't know about this Cloud..." His face telling the blond that he wasn't sure about this

at all.

"Oh come on! You can be stiff and boring when you're an old man." He gave the bag back to the red eyed boy, the bag now almost empty and much lighter.

"Let's go to the park in the city. I want to take some photos of the blooming cheery trees." He went over to the dresser and pulled out a drawer and picked up his camera and 4 rolls of film. Cloud was a great photographer. He really had an eye for what would make a stunning photo.

"Okay, we'll go. But I'm NOT posing for you again." He remembered last time they had been in the park and Cloud would absolutely have him to do all sorts of strange poses.

"Don't be like that. The photo of you on your keens pretending to pray under that big tree

even got me a price." He put his camera in his bag and went over to Vincent. He put one arm

over his shoulder leading him out of the room.

"Don't worry so much, you don't have to pose, I'll just take photos of you anyway." He gave a big smile and laughed at his friends face that gave a look of disliking to the idea.

They walked out of their room and Vincent locked the door behind them. Walking down the hall they suddenly heard someone call for them. They turned around and Rufus stood there.

This did not make Cloud happy. He couldn't stand the way Rufus always put his hand on Vincent's shoulder and smiled like he had some hidden thought. He got the feeling that he wanted to chop Rufus hand off and jump on it. And things were no different this time. Rufus put his hand on Vincent's shoulder and gave that vicious smile.

"Shouldn't you two be in class now?" He asked, not removing his hand as to make sure Vincent wouldn't move away from him.

"Ehh...Yes..Ummm we probably should..." Vincent tried to get out.

"We were planning on taking the day off today. Any problems with that?" Cloud spoke in a arrogant tone. "And we must go now if we're going to catch the bus." He grabbed Vincent by the arm and started to pull him away from Rufus.

"Oh, bye Rufus….." Was all Vincent had time to say before he got dragged away by Cloud.

"I hope you have a pleasant day." Rufus said and stayed and watched them disappear around a corner.

"Cloud you can stop pulling my arm now!" Vincent didn't want to admit it put Cloud's grip on his arm was pretty hard and it hurt.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" The blond let go of the arm and was a bit ashamed ha had squished so hard.

"Why are you always so short against Rufus?" Vincent asked as he rubbed his wrist slightly

as they walked out of the building heading to the bus stop.

"I get a bad feeling around that guy, it's like he's up to something." The blond said trying to

look like the subject didn't bother him.

"I think he seems like a good person." Vincent said as he reached for his bag picking up a red

ribbon. While gathering his long hair to make it in to a loose ponytail Cloud Suddenly stopped and turned to him. Bringing up his hands to Vincent's hair to pull out two bangs that fell on either side of the shorter boys face.

"Do you think he's pretty?" A thin voice said.

Vincent's eyes became large and his mouth slightly opened in shock as a clear red tone took place upon his otherwise pale face.

"W..what do you mean?" He blinked two times to make sure this really was happening. And it was happening.

Cloud moved closer to the raven boy and looked straight into his garnet eyes with his piercing blue ones.

"Do you think he's pretty?" His voice serious and with a straight face. He was close now, their nooses almost touching. Vincent's cheeks turned to the brightest color of red.

What dose he mean? If I find Rufus pretty? Well yeah, sort of, I guess. But why is Cloud asking me this?

The thoughts in Vincent's head spun around.

"Umm, I, I don't...know..." He stuttered like crazy, not knowing what to say or do. "Why are you asking me this?" He finally got out. Then Cloud took his hand and kissed it lightly.

Now it wasn't just Vincent's cheeks that were red, but his whole face.

Cloud looked up from the pale hand and smiled.

"Just asking." Vincent could tell from the smile that Cloud was amused by the consequences of his actions; Vincent's face was practical shining of the red color.

"Whoops, the bus is going to be here in like 3 minutes. We better make haste.

For the second time today he grabbed his friend by the wrist and almost ran, with Vincent stumbling after trying to catch up to the speed.

Vincent was confused, and a little annoyed that Cloud hadn't even explained why he had asked such a strange question.

Strange...okay, maybe it wasn't the strangest question Cloud had asked. But still! Vincent

got annoyed with himself for not being able to get a hold of his mind. Nothing new that either.

They reached the bus stop just in time to jump on the almost empty bus. Cloud got on first and he walked to the very end of the bus before deciding where they should sit. Vincent followed him, not caring where they sat. He still felt that it was a bad idea to skip school. He was awoken from his thoughts by a bright flashing light. He sighted.

"Cloud…." But even with a warning tone Vincent's hint didn't seem to bother the blond who

fired of another photo.

"You should be proud Vincent." He just said with a small smile playing in the corner of his lips.

"And why is that?"

"I consider you beautiful enough to be my model." And in less then a second Vincent's cheeks was bright red once again. Cloud only laughed. He had known exactly what his words would have for affect on the black haired boy.

Vincent turned his head and looked outside the window on the other side of the bus,

a pathetic attempt to hide the redness on his face. Then he felt Cloud's head on his shoulder.

He turned and watched as the other one made it as comfortable for himself as possible.

"Wake me when we get there."

It never stopped surprising Vincent how fast the blue eyed boy could fall asleep.

It would take about an hour to get to the city and after 20 minutes Vincent felt a little bored. He looked down at the sleeping figure at his side. He knew he shouldn't, but Cloud looked so cute sleeping.

He lifted his hand brought it to Clouds spiky hair. Playing with a wisp of hair he continued to

examine the sleeping boy's feature. To Vincent Cloud was the most caring person he knew, but towards others Cloud was different. He had once told him that he didn't like people, he said they always had some ulterior motive. He only had a few exceptions.

Vincent was one of these exceptions. They had been room mates now for little more then a year. At first Cloud had almost not spoken a word to him. But as time had past, he had opened up more and more. Vincent was happy about this since ha was tired of silence.

His father was a very strict man with his own view one child raising. He had often looked Vincent up in small rooms and closets. Telling him it was his own fault for being so fragile and for looking so much as his dead mother. She had died giving birth to him. He only had one photo of her that one of the maids had managed to save. His father had burnt all other photos.

In the photo his mother is wearing a thin black dress with lace at the bottom and at the sleeves. She's smiling and his father is standing behind her with his hands on her shoulders. He's smiling too. He looks happy and proud. He has a look in his eyes that Vincent never seen in life. But he believes it's the way eyes with love looks.

The maid who gave him the photo told him that his father had loved his mother so much that whenever they were separated his father would always sit and look at a photo of her that he kept in his medallion.

But his wife's death had almost killed him and now he blamed Vincent for her death. Some people think that it would have been better if he had died. Vincent was woken from his thoughts by the monotonic voice of the bus driver:

"Last stop Nibelheim City."

"Cloud were there now." He made some shaking motions with his shoulder in a attempt to wake the spiky haired boy from his sleep.

"Um, what?...zzzzzzz" It didn't seem like Cloud wanted to wake up. Cause he nuzzled closer

to Vincent's shoulder.

"Wake up!" Now Vincent shook his friend by the shoulders.

"What, what! I'm awake...sort of." Cloud rubbed his eyes so his bracelets made clinging sounds by the movement.

The speaker repeated the monotonic massage.

Vincent stood up and was soon followed by Cloud. They got of the bus and began to make their way to the park. Then Cloud remembered something.

"Hey Vincent, we haven't had breakfast yet." Cloud could feel his stomach rumbling, he was

hungry.

"We could stop by the bakery and get something there." Vincent suggested.

"Sounds good to me. Let's hurry there or I'll might just eat you." Vincent just sighted.

After getting some new baked bread they stopped at a juice machine to get drinks. Now they could finally be heeding to the park. Once getting there they decided to sit down and eat their food under a big blood maple tree in the outskirts of the park. They always used to sit under that tree. Cloud seemed for some reason, unknown to Vincent, drawn to the tree with its big bushy foliage and the deep red color of the pointy leafs. They sat leaning against the trunk enjoying the sound of the wind plying in the in the branches, calmly rocking the grand tree. It didn't take long for Cloud to finish his breakfast; he had eaten half on the way to the park. And was now busy examining one of the blood red leafs. Vincent eat some of his bread then put it aside and opened his juice.

Cloud then took the leaf he was holding up next to Vincent's face, in level with his eyes.

"You know, your eyes are almost as red as these leafs. You can give the saying 'seeing red' a whole new meaning." He giggled at his last remark. Vincent however didn't seem to find it quite as amusing.

"Ha ha, very funny." He said in a sarcastic voice. Cloud just smiled wider and attached the big leaf in Vincent's hair. Then a idea hit him.

"You know what would look great on you?" Cloud's eyes glittering to the great idea.

"No..." Vincent had suspicion all over his face. The look Cloud had could only mean he was up to something.

"You should get high lights, red ones."

"WHAT! No! Absolutely not." Oh yes, he has been right, Cloud was up to something.

"Oh come on! You'll get red ones and all get...blue! Then we'll both have high lights in the color of our eyes."

"This is just another one of your crazy ideas, like that time we got our ears pierced. And I can still not understand how you convinced me in to doing it."

"Yeah? But how great dose they not look on us?"

Vincent stayed silent, not knowing what to replay. He wasn't to sure.

"Please Vincent, don't you trust my taste?" The black haired boy sighed. He knew Cloud had already won. A comfort was at least that Cloud did have good taste.

"Okay then..." Vincent gave in and swallowed his defeat.

"Yeeeeyyy!" Cloud got so happy he threw himself around his friends neck. Vincent, who wasn't prepped for the attack, fell to his side landing flat on his back, with Cloud on top of him.

Cloud had never suspected that Vincent would fall over. Their faces was so close they could taste the others breath. And of course Vincent's face turned to the reddest color today. The whole thing only lasted for a few seconds, but to Vincent it felt much longer.

"Oh, I sorry I didn't mean to blow you over." Cloud stated as he slowly got up. Vincent sat up

mumbling something about it being okay. Cloud smirked. Vincent's red face was like an invitation to tease the boy some more.

"Why dose your face always go red? Ahh! Could it be that my little Vincent finds me attractive?"

If Vincent's face could have gone redder, it would have. Cloud leaned closer to him knowing this would cause the other to shudder.

"W, w, would you s, stop this please?"

"Are you embarrassed by the question I asked you? You still haven't answered the one I asked you before, if you think Rufus it pretty."

"I, I did to!"

"Uhu, you said you didn't know..."

Vincent swallowed hard. Cloud leaned back and laughed for a moment before asking:

"Should we go to a hair saloon then?"

Vincent just nodded, glad to be out of the whole questioning situation.

During the whole hair treatment Vincent could not stop thinking about Cloud's behavior. It was not unusual that he sometimes leaned closer, but the kiss on his hand and the questions, that was new.

What is Cloud trying to pull off? Is he hitting on me? No, he can't be. Or? Maybe I have done something to lead him on? But I can't recall doing anything of that kind.

Vincent glanced at Cloud, who where seated next to him in one of the chairs. Looking at Cloud and at the same time thinking about the hand kiss were shown to be a bad combination. Red face again.

Vincent looked away from Cloud silently cursing himself for always blushing, especially around Cloud.

1 ½ hour later they were all done. Vincent's ruby red high lights fell down on each side if his face, framing it. Cloud's emerald blue ones were spread out wild in his hair, fallowing his spikes that strived to the sky.

Cloud was happy; he loved to upgrade his looks. And he had been right, Vincent was, if even possible, even more adorable. The blond never got tiered of looking at the red eyed boy. He knew he shouldn't since they both are boys and roommates, but come on! Anyone who had meet Vincent had to admit that he was a classic beauty. The kind of beauty not even time and ageing could change, no Vincent would surly stay beautiful through out his whole life.

Vincent then noticed that Cloud was staring at him.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

"No, I just like looking at you."

And the blushing was back. Vincent turned his face away and looked down at the pavement.

"I wish you would stop saying things like that."

"Why?"

"It...it makes me feel...weird." Oh god! Why had he said that? Now Cloud would just get curious and the situation would get even more embarrassing.

"Weird?" Oh no! Cloud got that grin upon his face!

"What kind of weird?" He grabbed Vincent's arms and pulled him close and whispered in his ear:

"The kind of weird that makes your heart speed up and you'll feel all warm inside and your knees threaten to give up? Or the kind of wired that makes you breath faster and a longing to give in to your urges is born? Witch one is it...Vinnie?"

VINNIE! What the... Did he just give me a nickname? And what is he implying? That I'm in love or turned on by him? No, I can't be! Or am I? No, no, no! AHHH! He's messing with my mind again!

Before withdrawing from the confused boy Cloud placed a light peek on his cheek. Vincent just stood there with big eyes not knowing if he was dreaming or not. He watched the blond as he begun to walk again.

"Let me know when you got an answer." He simply said. Like it had been the most natural question in the world. Vincent just stood there, looking kind of lost.

"Are you coming? Or don't you want to go to the park again?"

Vincent fallowed him, puzzled over Cloud's actions and words.