~Dedicated to Lady Rabenschwarz~

For One Night Only

A Final Fantasy IV One-shot by ChronicLegCramp-Since'99

Pairing: Edge/Cecil/Kain

*Disclaimer: All characters and places belong to SquareEnix, respectively*

Kain Highwind sighed inaudibly as he finished off the dregs of his third whisky. He was dressed in the only pair of stylish jeans he owned- baggy and dark blue, with braces that he left hanging down from his waistband- and a plain, white t-shirt that sat snugly over his taut frame. For the past twenty to thirty minutes, he'd been studiously ignoring the less-than-subtle leers from the silver haired stranger across the bar. The man in question had a grey scarf around his neck that had been pulled away from the bottom half of his face to accommodate for the bottle of Budweiser in his right hand. His charcoal hoody opened to reveal a green tank top that barely covered his defined pecks and he wore classic denim jeans on his legs. Kain ordered a refill of his drink, distracted as he registered the silver haired man get up from the corner of his eye. When the stranger sat down on the bar stool next to him, he just about suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.

"Name's Edward Geraldine. But you can call me Edge- everybody does," Kain reluctantly lifted his head to meet the man's smirk with an unreadable expression; he gave a slight nod and then went back to staring into his whisky. "So what's your name, handsome?"

"Look, I'm not interested." Kain replied, finality clear in his tone.

"Hey, don't worry. I'm sure I can change that," Edge continued, not taking the hint as he leaned towards the man with the blond ponytail and squeezed his thigh. Kain, despite feeling a spark of excitement spread through his veins, looked pointedly down at the groping hand and then turned his glare on the owner.

"If you don't remove your hand from my leg now, you'll be leaving without it." the blond watched as an angry flush rose to Edges face. He snatched his hand back with a huff, but he didn't move.

"Frigid," he scowled, repositioning himself so that his back was to the bar and his elbows were resting on top of the hard surface. Kain smiled to himself as he took a swig from his drink. "Whoa…who is that?!" the silver haired man exclaimed under his breath, hitting the blonds shoulder and causing him to choke on his drink.

"What?" Kain demanded, irritated as he glanced behind him in the direction that Edge was gawking in, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. A man was standing just inside the entrance, looking about himself with a hand on his hip. At least Kain thought it was a man. His face was pale and pretty and framed by masses of shoulder length, wavy, silver-white hair. His pouty lips had a weird blue tint to them, but something told the blond it wasn't make-up. The beautiful stranger was dressed in a purple shirt that was open onto the flawless skin of his chest and the sleeves were rolled up. It was loosely tucked into a pair of black trousers, which fell over thick-heeled boots. When the man's cornflower blue gaze landed on the two men, Kain blushed, snapped his mouth closed and gulped. Edge on the other hand, got to his feet, a lop-sided grin gracing his face and walked straight up to the man. The blond frowned, watching for a moment and then returned his attention to his drink, mildly dejected. Annoyed by the pick-up lines and sexual innuendoes that could be heard spewing from Edges mouth, Kain chugged down the rest of his whisky, gritted his teeth and got up to make for the exit. However, he was startled to find the wavy haired man in his way with his mouth partially open, as if he had been about to speak. Edge wasn't too far behind, looking visibly miffed.

"Oh, are you leaving?" the man asked in a soft voice, miles away from Kain's rough and deep one. "I was just asking Edge here back to mine for a…night cap. I was wondering if you'd like to join us…?"

"Umm…" the blond faltered, his face reddening again as the white haired man smiled up at him with a partly concealed, hopeful expression and Edge crossed his arms and tapped his foot in impatience.

"My name's Cecil by the way. Cecil Harvey," the man added, playing with the strands of hair that had fallen forward over Kain's shoulder.

"I'm Kain Highwind…" the blond managed to say, trying to breathe around the lump in his throat.

"Kain," Cecil repeated in an obviously sensual way, biting his lip.

"So are we going?" Edge interrupted, looking only at the white haired man with his back to the blond, pretending like he didn't exist; Kain did roll his eyes then.

"How about it, Kain?" Cecil said, eyes still on him.

"Er, sure. Why not?"

"Good." The wavy haired man grinned before heading for the door, tugging Kain along by one of his braces, with Edge in hot pursuit.

I'll probably have part 2 done by tomorrow. Hope you enjoyed :)