Hi guys. I know its been forever since I've updated anything. But senior year is a busy year. Its summer now so I thought I'd start slow. I guess I stopped updating cause I didn't really like my writing style but I'm gonna reevaluate all my fics and hopefully get updates on all of them. K? So this chapter I wrote as a rewrite for the first chapter. Let me know what u think. Lots of love.

NsDb~

Chaos After Dark CHapter 1 redo

It started like most things in their relationship; with a touch. A punch actually.

Vincent stared numbly at his flesh hand as Cid clutched his cheek in agony. His half-smoked cigarette fell to the floor nearly unnoticed and Vincent paid no thought to the fact that it might spark a fire.

The pilot's agonized groan brought him back to the present situation and with a hand, he reached out; hoping to help. To atone. To talk. To apologize. To... something.

Something other than the terrible shocked silence that had permeated the room so quickly; where hoarsely screamed insults and accusations once presided. But Cid flinched away from him. Vincent had experienced all kinds of pain in his lifetime. He knew the rejection shouldn't have hurt so much in comparison. But it did. There were no words to describe the sharp bitter taste left in his mouth as Cid walked out of the kitchen and closed the door softly.

He wanted to say something. Call Cid back and ...

And what?

Whatever. It didn't matter. The door had shut and Vincent could already hear the rumbling engine of the the Tiny Bronco as it took off into the distance. Stepping backwards his back collided with the cool metal surface of the fridge. He sighed and slid down its length until he was sitting on the tiled floor.

Damn it.

What would possess him to hurt Cid that way? He stared down at his hands. Hands that had destroyed so many lives without thought or remorse. He should have expected as much. He destroyed everyone who loved him. He would kill Cid just like he killed Lucrecia. Somewhere at the back of his consciousness, Chaos hummed quietly in agreement. Nothing in this world could justify such brutality. No matter the arguement.

What had they even been arguing about anyway?

He can't remember and doesn't try to recall.

Something Cid had said ignited the spark within him that had been growing all throughtout their spat and for a moment the world flashed red. For a terrifying second, he had thought Chaos had taken over. But there was no memory of the splitting pain that usually overtook him during a transformation.

He cursed again and put his head in his treacherous hands.

He stayed there for hours, not sure what he was waiting for. Maybe Cid, not that he wanted to see him right then and Cid never came anyway. Vincent had started to worry when it grew dark. But what right did he have to such a thing when he had driven Cid away in the first place?

With that thought he picked himself up from the floor, limbs creaking protestingly, and dragged himself to his room. It was pitch black in the house but he could see the outline of their bedroom door quite clearly. He stopped, turned, and went into the living room.

Taking one of the throw pillows, he dropped onto the end of the couch and laid down. He would sleep here tonight.

Somehow, if it took the rest of his unending life, he would atone.

He couldn't even see his own hands in front of his face but Cid still managed to maneuver around through his house without bumping into anything.

Soon enough, he found himself at his bedroom and upon entering, found it unexpectedly empty. He sighed. Hopefully Vincent was just out in town and be back by morning. He found he was too tired to worry much and curled up on the bed quick to sleep.

So thats the chapter. Like i said let me know if Im going in the right direction with this. You know where the review button is. See you guys next time hopefully soon.

~NsBd~