Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
"O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse
thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no
longer be a Capulet." a melodious voice said, drifting down from the
balcony. A single, slender and pale hand was placed upon the figure's
chest, bright eyes twinkling with emotion. Long dark hair spilled
itself over slender, bare shoulders. Accenting the cream coloured
dress. Lace ruffling lining the neckline and short sleeves.
Ruffled skirts brushed over the floor as the figure glanced downwards.
Eyes fixing on the blond standing there.
"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" Aerith whispered loudly
from the side of the stage towards the blond. Irritation apparent in
her tone. Said blond glared at her for a moment before straightening
himself. "Fuck this shit, I'm out of here." He growled loudly,
stomping a booted foot. "Ya commin' Vince?" He asked the figure on the
balcony.
Vincent let out a huge sigh of relieve. "Yes. Yes, I'm coming." He
gathered his skirts in one hand, gripping the railing of the balcony
with the other and jumped down. The tall gunner twisted his ankle as
he landed, sending himself falling towards the floor. Luckily, Cid's
strong arms caught him, wrapping around him tightly before he hit the
floor. Vincent let the other hold him for a moment, relishing in the
feel of those strong arms around him. He pressed his face against the
crook of the pilot's neck for a moment, breathing in his scent before
pulling away and standing up.
"Cursed shoes" he muttered. Lifting his skirts he leaned down and
freed his feet. Getting back up his ruby eyes immediately fixated
themselves on Tifa and Aerith. "How can you girls walk in these?" Both
girls just smiled at the undead gunner. "Special girl powers." They
answered in unison.
Cid merely rolled his eyes at the two. "Stupid chicks." Aerith scowled
at him. "You're one to speak, mister. You forgot your text."
"Yeah well, that's because it was stupid. Who'd want to know the lines
of some sissy play where they can't even talk normally" He shot back.
Letting out a huff he reached into his pocket, retrieving his pack of
cigarettes and lighter. Turning away from the girls and back to
Vincent the blond put a cig in his mouth and lit it. He took a deep
drag before he asked. "Say Vince, any idea how we ended up here, re-
enacting this sassy play?" The raven shook his head. "Not a clue." Cid
just shrugged. "Probably too much booze again." He murmured.
"So..." Vincent began as they started walking towards the exit, eyes
twinkling with mischief. "Want to help me get out of this dress? Maybe
re-enact another part of the play? The one were Romeo and Julia
consummate their love?"
Cid was grinning brightly, sky blue eyes roaming over his tall lover's
body. Even dressed in a dress the man managed to look drop dead
gorgeous. "Valentine, did I ever mention I love your way of thinking."
Vincent just brushed some stray strands of hair out of his face in a
manner so seductive it should be illegal.
AN: A little plotbunny that's been hopping around in my brain for a few months now, inspired by something my sister said to me. She probably never expected my brain to turn it into a little Valenwind fic. Weird format due to having written this on my iPod.
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