Bird-Watching
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: There's yaoi. Dun give me crap if you dun like it.
"Get over here, Cid. I need you to hold the ladder while I fix this."
Sighing and growling at the same time, Cid Highwind trudged over to the brunette, giving him a rueful glare before taking the ladder with one hand. Seriously, he was sick and tired of the young man ordering him around. Does he not remember who saved him from the heartless infested Hollow Bastion years ago?
Leon however, did not care. The man climbed up the ladder, hammer clenched between teeth and a small bag of fixing supplies slung around his shoulder. Merlin's house have been leaking a bit severely these days…and well, if they wish to stay here, they must fix it.
Cid clenched onto the ladder, feeling it tremble underneath his palm as Leon climbed each rung. Why couldn't the magician fix it himself? He could just do some of that mumbling, humbo-jumbo and then magic the roof together again. Cid knew that magic wasn't that helpful in the first place. The old fart just struts around with his long robe and piece of stick, poofing here and there. Maybe that was the extent of enchantment Merlin was capable of. Poofing.
The blond looked up, feeling a different kind of jolting from the ladder. Leon was now hammering down the nail. "Why dun ya just make…" he trailed off, forgetting he was going to say.
Leather pants. Tight leather pants. Cid blinked, his mind desperately trying to pull coherent thoughts together.
Leon and his ultra sensitive Leon-senses immediately picked up something staring at him. And not just at him as a whole. That something was staring at his ass. Stopping his hammering, he looked down the length of the ladder, brown eyebrows scrunched up in a bunch. He met Cid's vacant expression. The man with the blue eyes seemed to be staring up at the sky. Or his butt.
"Cid," he called, hammer in hand, other hand still clutching onto the ladder. "What are you looking at?"
The mechanic heard his name being called, but it took awhile for him to think up something. A while too long.
"T-the stars! Them stars sure is beautiful tonight...yep!"
Leon looked up at the blue sky with the sweetly floating clouds and then glanced at the sun, which was about to signal mid day for the citizens of Radiant Garden. Sure. The stars are beautiful.
"Cid, it's about to be noon."
Noon? Cid looked up at the clouds for real this time. He hated it when Leon's always right.
"A-ah…Ah'm just watchin' the birds! Ah'm bird-watchin'!" He blundered, letting go of the ladder in exclamation and frustration. Goddamn it, if Leon wants an explanation to why he was staring at the sky, then he got it! Above him, the birds flapped and chirped, as if backing up Cid's claim. The ladder wobbled and Leon grabbed at the roof hatchings, trying to stable the ladder and himself.
The mechanic noticed that the ladder was not behaving as it should and with a hurry, clung to it and pushed it back in place. The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Cid mumbled profanities.
"Just…hold on to the ladder," Leon called from above. Cid nodded, head tilted down this time, and arms still around the ladder. He ain't gonna look up. Ain't gonna look up.
After a few minutes, the brunette felt his Leon-senses soaring again. Sighing, he continued with his hammering.
"Finished with the roof?" Aerith looked at the two, wondering if they had been doing something more than fixing roofs. It looked like a storm had hit while the two were outside. Aerith have not heard any winds blowing all day. Leon nodded, straightening his jacket and brushing a hand through his wild mane of hair. Cid grumbled, goggles askew and one pant leg had untucked itself from his boot.
"I'm going to get myself something to eat," Leon's stoic voice betrayed nothing as he walked towards the kitchen, leather squeaking and slightly limping. Aerith couldn't help but noticed that a few of his many belts had disappeared.
"Fixing the roof, huh?" She smiled sweetly at Cid. The blond glared at her with narrowed eyes. The girl was so much more than an innocent sweetheart sometimes. "What other interesting thing did you guys do?"
"Bird-watchin'," Cid growled in reply, heading to the kitchen to get himself something to eat too. Behind him, Aerith giggled. Leather pants. They always get what they want.
I'm a sick-o, I'm a sick-o
….And I like it, I like it.
Why is Cid not on the character list?? It's a crime!!