Title: Jealousy

Pairing: SnowxHope

Genre: Romance and Humor (I hope)

Rating: T

Warning: Some people might take this as Vanille bashing. (But it's not)

Disclaimer: The game Final Fantasy XIII and its characters does not belong to me in any ways.

Chapter 1: Vanille

He was not jealous of Vanille. Nope, absolutely not.

Well, Vanille and Hope were rather close. It was understandable as they spent so much time together from the very start. She had been very supportive of the boy, encouraged him to move on, and comforted him on several occasions when he was suffering from his mother's death and even after he got over it.

So… he knew that he was not annoyed with Vanille when she took Hope's hands and pulled him away from the group and its scout aka Snow to go ahead, or when she whispered something funny in his ears, which caused him to smile that cute little smile of his.

He did not feel irritated when she danced (walked) around him and her dress fluttered oh so slightly, thus exposed her legs, her l'cie brand even. Of course, Hope – being the gentlemen he was – turned his face away and blush. He looked so cute with those rosy tints painted on his milky white skin… Not that he liked Hope or something, it was a fact that he took after his mother beautiful features.

And he certainly did not want to tear an Adamantoise apart when Hope and Vanille flirted (joked) around at Yaschas Massif. There was nothing wrong with Vanille made up some kind of false promise from another lifetime, and then the boy flirted back and told her something along the line of keeping smiling because he was happy when she smiled. He ignored that feeling of relief when Hope revealed that it was a joke. And he also pushed that feeling of butterfly in his stomach away when he saw the silverette running around. Under the bright sun of Gran Pulse, his eyes shone like sapphire gems. He wouldn't decline looking at those eyes all day long.

Enough about that, the problem was when she hugged Hope to cheer him up. What kind of hug was that! She practically shoved Hope's face into her breasts! Couldn't she see that he was uncomfortable! Probably suffocated too. Hope was definitely reluctant to put his arms around her naked waist because he didn't want to upset her. All the while, Vanille continued hugging and petting his hair.

THAT'S IT! He couldn't take it anymore! He had to save Hope from Vanille's evil clutch. So he decided to do the first thing that came to his mind… meaning went to their place, tore the boy from her arms, and to the group's astonishment, put his own arms around the silver haired boy, effectively trapping him in his broad chest.

Do whatever you want, Snow was not going to admit that Hope's hair was really soft and that he liked the feeling of Hope's lithe body in his arms.

-SxH-

AN: My first attempt at publishing a story. Well, kinda collaboration between I and my friend. Any reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Flames... probably will ignore those.

By the way, I remember this theme was used somewhere, probably not in FF13 because I checked. But I can not be sure... so if you think it was too identical to any stories you've read, please inform me. The last thing I want is stealing other authors' works without even knowing it.

Thanks for reading my ramblings! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

Yatsuki.