Angels and Ivy

Author: CrystalAthame

Rating: Yaoi(Mild Lemon), Angst, OOC (a little...okay...maybe a lot..you tell me... lol!)

Pairing: VincentxTidus

Hey, all you fanguys and fangirls! I decided in this fic that I would just randomly chuck Final Fantasy characters into the mix. Hopefully, I'll be able to fit as many of them as I can. If I can't do it in this one, then I will try in other chapters. I decided that I would try something that I haven't seen before. A VincentxTidus pairing (sounds sexy, doesn't it?). Dramatic music plays Vincent stars as the morbid, depressive artist that has his heart captured by Tidus. Tidus is the ever-optimistic, content, blitzball player that we all know and love from the Final Fantasy X game! Music ends (Oh yeah, I threw in Tidus's mom too, she some crazy lady that likes to kick in doors...hehe, but I hate Jecht, so I'm not gonna put him in at all...I killeded him off...laughs evilly) (P.S. I am not going to do a AuronxTidus one, that's just nasty...shudders from the nastiness)

"Tidus!" she shouted "Get up!" He heard some pounding at his door and some choice swearwords when his mother hurt her hand. "Get up, you have to get going to school!" She listened at the door for a moment for sounds of movement, and when she heard none, she kicked the door off the hinges with a well-aimed strike. "HIII-YYAAA!"

"HOLY SHIT!" Tidus yelled, as he jumped out of bed. He looked around frantically, when he noticed his mother standing on top of a pile of splinters and chunks of door, looking very proud of herself. "What was that for?"

"Oh, I was just trying to get you up, honey..." She pointed to the door and said, "Shower, dress, food...NOW!"

"Okay, okay, crazy-woman," he muttered under his breath. Tidus walked over to his closet and pulled out a newly pressed school uniform. "Do I really have to wear this thing?"

"YES!"

"Okay..." Walking down the hall, he looked behind him and saw his mother trying to put the door back on the hinges. Tidus walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. After he took a shower, Tidus stood in front of the bathroom mirror and gelled his hair into his usual spiky style. Tidus hurriedly put on his uniform, only to notice that he had just missed the bus. "Oh, damn...MOM!"

She poked her head into the bathroom and asked sweetly, "What do you want?"

"I need you to take me to school," he said, "I just missed the bus."

"You're kidding."

"Nope."

She sighed, "Come on, grab something that you can take with you to eat." Tidus nodded, and ran to get his bookbag and some food.

Tidus met her at the door, where she stood with her purse and keys. She shooed him outside and locked the door behind her. They both got in her shiny, black car and took off. He sat in the car, absent-mindedly looking out through the window.

"Nervous?"

He nodded and swallowed. "This school is going to be a lot more different that my old school...I sure hope that they have a blitzball team here, if not, I'm probably going to go crazy."

"I'm positive that they have one, I think I read it in your school handbook," she said. "Just be sure to keep your grades up, or else they'll probably kick you off the team.

Tidus grinned at her and said, "Do you honestly think my grades are going to drop?" He laughed. "I haven't gotten anything lower than a "B" since I was about two."

"I know, I know, I was just kidding," she said, with a smile on her face.

They turned the corner and saw the school, with tons of people walking up the stairs, and standing outside in groups, talking with their friends. His mother pulled into the parking lot and let him out of the car.

"See ya later, Mom," he said as she pulled away. Tidus dropped his bookbag on the ground and pulled out his schedule. "Okay so first, Magic: Theory and Practice: Ms. Caulis, so I have to find her classroom." He walked up the stairs into the main lobby of the school. Tidus walked up to a short girl with her hair in long braids. "Umm, excuse me."

"Yeah?" she said, as she turned around. "What do you want?"

"I was wondering if you could tell me where Ms. Caulis's room is."

She gave him a scrutinizing look and said, "You're new here, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I just moved from another state."

"Cool! What's your name? Mine's Rikku!" she said.

"Tidus."

"Nice to meet ya, Tidus!" she said enthusiastically. "Come on, I'll show you where Ms. Caulis's room is."

"Thanks a lot!" As he was dragged down the hall with her, Tidus looked around at all of the people. "Wow, there are a lot more people here that at my old school."

"Really, what school did you go to?" she asked.

"Zanarkand High." Rikku brightened noticeably at the mention of his school.

"Oooooh! They have a great blitzball team, don't they? It's the Abes, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I was on the team while I was there." Tidus's voice had a spark of pride in it.

"Really! You should join our school team, the Aurochs! They could use a few new players. This is the seventh year we've lost every game..." She looked thoughtful for a minute, then smiled again. "Tryouts start next week!"

"I think I will, or else I won't have anything to do during the day." He felt noticeably happier, now that he knew that they had a blitzball team.

"Goo--Hey, Yuna!" She waved over a girl with shorter, dark-brown hair. "Hey, meet Tidus, he's new to our school. He just moved from another state."

"Nice to meet you, Tidus."

"Well, I'll see you later, Yuna," she said, "I've got to show him to Ms. Caulis's room." Yuna waved goodbye and disappeared around a corner. "Well, we're here! Ms. Caulis's room!"

"Thanks a lot, Rikku," he thanked her, "I'll see you later."

"Yup, yup!" She bolted out the door and down the hall.

He sat down at one of the desks towards the middle, near the window, pulling out one of his Magic textbooks.

"Good morning," a voice said. Tidus flinched and looked up. A tall woman in a Gothic-style dress was looking down at him. "You must be Tidus. I'm Ms. Lulu Caulis, the Magic teacher."

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Caulis," he said.

"How do you like the school so far?" she inquired, "Is it very different from your old school?"

"I like it so far, but there are so many people, there weren't this many people at my old school," he said, "But I think I'll be able to adjust fine."

"That's good, if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. I'm here to help."

"Thank you, Ms. Caulis."

A tall teen with long, silvery hair walked into the classroom wearing a leather trenchcoat, and sat down at the very back of the classroom.

"Sephiroth, take off that coat, you know better, it's not in the dress code." Ms. Caulis snapped, not even facing him. Sephiroth gave her a nasty glare and removed the jacket. Tidus, oblivious to sound, felt something touch his shoulder. He whipped around, and looked up to see a tall teen with shoulder-length black hair and crimson eyes looking at him curiously.

"Who are you?" The guy asked, "I've never seen you before." He took the seat next to Tidus and sat turned towards him.

"My name's Tidus, I just moved here." He offered his hand to the unnamed teen. The other took it, with a hand that was sheathed in metal plates. Tidus recoiled at the feel of cold metal. The guy let out a sharp laugh, and withdrew his hand.

"Surprised you, didn't I?" The guy said, "My name's Vincent. Nice to meet--." He dug in his backpack and pulled out a sketchpad and some artist pencils. Vincent started sketching in the pad. Tidus watched him curiously, until he saw the shape of a human figure appearing.

"What are you drawing?" he asked.

"You." Vincent said bluntly. "Is that all right?"

"Uh..sure," Tidus said, "But why would you want to draw me?"

"I don't know," Vincent replied, "I just felt like it. Whenever I get the inspiration to draw, I just drop what I'm doing and start--." He looked back at the drawing and started adding the outlines of clothing and facial features. Tidus watched, mesmerized by the graceful movements with which Vincent manipulated his pencil to create a work of art. He didn't notice that the classroom was slowly becoming more populated, the seats becoming filled up. He glanced at Vincent's hand and noticed that on the underside of his arm, near his wrist, was a cross-hatching of red lines.

"Are you alright?" Tidus inquired. "Your wrist, it has scratches on it."

"Oh...that," Vincent said quickly, "I got scratched by my cat this morning. It's nothing, it happens all of the time." Tidus grabbed his arm at the wrist and muttered something under his breath. Vincent felt a cool aura coming from Tidus's hand and noticed that the lines started to fade away. "Thanks."

"No problem, healing magic is my strong spot."

The class started, as Ms. Caulis started to talk. She talked about all of the different forms of magic and how that they can, and should, be used. Tidus felt his attention drifting away as he stared at his book, the words on the page blurring into shapes and pictures. He snapped out of his reverie when he felt a cold touch on his shoulder. It was Vincent.

"Hey, would you be my partner for this activity?" Vincent asked. "I really don't like any of the other people in this class, or they don't like me."

"Why not?" Tidus inquired. "There has to be at least one person in this room that at least likes you as a friend."

"I doesn't matter why." he said," So...will you?"

"Well, it doesn't matter," he said, "I guess that I'll be your partner." For the next hour and a half, they practiced casting supportive and curative magic on each other to refresh their memory from over the summer. Tidus drew a complex symbol in the air and blew on it while whispering, "Reflectum orbove." An orb of ruby light formed around Vincent. Vincent looked at him curiously and when Tidus smiled mischeviously and started drawing another symbol. His index finger was wreathed in a sickly grey glow. He pointed it at Vincent from a pecular angle and muttered, "Impus minibus" The spell bounced off of the reflect shield and hit Sephiroth in the back of the head. He was surrounded by a grayish mist, and when the mist cleared, there was a small duck-like creature standing there, quacking furiously. Ms. Caulis looked up from her book and glanced to see what the quacking was about. When she saw Sephiroth in the form of an imp, she burst into peals of laughter.

"T-ten b-bonus, Hahahah, points to whoever can change him back, heeheeheehee!" she said between laughs. Tears were streaming down her face because she was laughing so hard. Tidus stood up and drew a new symbol in the air, in addition, he also drew a little arrow through it. He pointed at Sephiroth and said, "Invertae magica, paercium." The spell flew from his finger like a dart, and shattered the Reflect orb around the imp and surrounded it with a ovoid of greyish mist again. When the mist cleared again, Sephiroth was sitting on the floor, his normally pale face beet red. "Excellent work, Tidus." Ms. Caulis said, "Ten bonus points." The bell rang for class change.

When the bell rang, Ms. Caulis announced, "For your homework tonight, read pages one to thirty-six in your book and have a summary of the pages ready for tomorrow." The class groaned and started walking out the door, some of them glowing faintly, others with burn marks from people who accidentally cast the wrong spell. Tidus packed up his stuff and started to get up when he felt Vincent's hand on his shoulder.

"Wait up for me, I think that we have the same class next," he said. Tidus waited and when Vincent was done packing up, they walked out of the classroom together. They walked down the hall a ways, when they were stopped by a tall, muscular, blonde guy.

"Hey, fag, who's your new friend?" this guy asked. He turned towards Tidus and said, "My name's Seifer, I would say it's nice to meet you, but I really don't care."

"Fuck off, Seifer." said Vincent, pushing past him.

"Just ignore him, Vince." said Tidus, as they walked away from him. "I can tell that he's one of those people who just like to torment people."

"Yeah...I guess." Vincent said, his pale face with a slight redness to it.

"What's wrong? Is it because he called you a "fag," because it really doesn't matter if you are or aren't." Tidus shrugged and said, "People who discriminate against people that way sicken me."

"I-I just didn't want you to find out so soon. I thought it might scare you away, if you heard the rumors about me." Vincent said. "Well, now that's out. Would you like to come over to my house after school today?"

"Sure, I'd just have to call my mother and tell her where I'm gonna be." Tidus said, happily.

The rest of the school day sped by quite quickly for Tidus, as he actually made a new friend. He looked forward to going to Vincent's house for a while tonight. When the final school bell rang, Tidus walked out of the main doors to wait for Vincent. Vincent appeared from a side door and walked over to Tidus.

"One second, Vince," he said, "I just have to call my mom." Tidus pulled out his cell phone and dialed his mother's cell number.

"Yeah?" his mom answered. "What do you want, honey?"

"I was just calling to tell you that I'm going over to my new friend Vincent's house and that I'll be home a little later." he told her. "Is that alright?"

"Sure, just make sure you do your homework while you're there."

"We didn't get any today, but okay anyways." he said to her. "Love you, bye."

"Bye."

Tidus stowed away his cell phone and turned to Vincent. "She said that it's okay, so where do you live?" he asked.

"I walk home, if that's alright with you. We could always catch a bus." he replied. Tidus nodded and they started walking down the sidewalk towards Vincent's house. They walked in silence for a little while, until Vincent asked, "So, why did you decide to move here?"

"We didn't really have a choice. My father died, and my mother couldn't bear to live in that house anymore. So we decided to move." Tidus said, as he looked around at his new surroundings.

"I'm sorry about your dad." Vincent said.

Tidus shook his head and said, "Nah, don't feel sorry, I hated my old man anyway." They walked a few more miles together until they stopped in front of a large Gothic-style house.

"Well, we're here, shall we go inside?" Vincent asked, motioning towards the door.

Tidus looked around as they walked up the stone pathway, noticing the gargantuan black rosebushes and beautiful crimson red roses. He saw a willow-like tree with branches bursting with tiny, creamy, pink flowers, and watching a cascade of flower petals fall from a large cherry blossom tree, overshadowing the house. They walked up to a large wooded door, reinforced by iron bands, and with carvings of angels and ivy on the wood. Vincent pulled out a key, unlocked the door, and stepped inside, motioning for Tidus to follow him. Tidus followed him inside and his jaw dropped. There was a huge spiral staircase in the center of the room and he noticed that the floors were actually a gold-veined black marble.

"Wow, this is a beautiful house," exclaimed Tidus in astonishment.

"Wait here for a few minutes, I'm going to go tell my parents that you're here." he walked down a long hallway and disappeared into a doorway. Tidus looked around and saw a large cherrywood table in a huge room through a gargantuan set of double doors. He walked up to the spiral staircase and ran his hand along the pattern of angels and ivy, like the design on the door.

"Let's go, my room's up here." Vincent pointed towards the staircase and started walking up it. Tidus walked hurriedly after him, following him up the spiral stair, which was made out of a dark blackish wood. They walked up into the attic, which served as Vincent's room and an art studio. Tidus looked around and saw paintbrushes and paint tubes scattered over in the section that he had his easel and canvas. In the other half, which served as Vincent's bedroom, the floors and area was very clean, a total contrast to the art area. He shut the door to his room behind him and threw his bookbag on the floor, which skidded over besides his bed. Then, he walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out some non-uniform clothing, and started undressing in front of Tidus.

"U-um, Vince, would you like me to step out of the room while you change?" Tidus asked nervously.

"If you want to," Vincent said, while pulling off his shirt. "It doesn't really bother me at all that you're seeing me change. You're gonna see it when we have gym together, because we share a locker room." He finally got his shirt off and stood there for a minute, shirtless. Tidus saw all kinds of scarred and bloodied lines over Vincent's arms and chest.

"What happened to you?" Tidus asked. "No cat could do that to you, unless it was like, a lion or something." Tidus walked over and noticed that Vincent turned his head away quickly. "Vince, what's going on?"

Vincent sat down on the bed, and put his face in his hands. Tidus went over, sat down with him, and said, "What's wrong, Vince?" He put his arm around Vincent's shoulders, which were shaking. Vincent looked up, with tears in his eyes.

"I-I did this, Tidus," he said between a sob, "I put these marks here myself. I've just been so lonely, and cutting takes the pain away. When the blood flows, everything feels so far away, I feel so far away from all of this pain. I hate it, I hate myself." Tidus blinked and remembered the "cat scratches" that he had noticed on Vincent's wrist earlier this morning. "Those marks you saw, I made them. I'm sorry for lying to you."

Tidus took Vincent in his arms and said, "Shh, shh, don't worry, I won't let you be alone anymore." He kissed Vincent's hair and let him cry against his chest. Vincent reached up and pushed Tidus down onto his back on the bed. He then proceeded to kiss Tidus on the neck and bit him, leaving a dark bruise and a few bloody pricks where he bit. Tidus winced and said, "Vince, is this right?"

"What do you mean?" Vincent asked, confused. "Don't you want this?"

"I do...but you're not happy, and I don't want to take advantage of you." Tidus said.

"But, I want to do this, it will make me happy," Vincent said, "I fell in love with you the moment that I saw you."

"Really?" Tidus asked. "Why?"

"I don't know," he said. "You just seemed to be the kind of person who wouldn't hurt me, someone who would care about me."

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" Tidus asked again, tenatively. Vincent nodded, and started to unbutton Tidus's shirt. He got frustrated with the buttons and just pulled the shirt, sending the buttons flying in every direction. Vincent undid the belt on Tidus's pants, pulled off his pants and boxers, and caressed his semi-stiff dick. Tidus reached down and pushed Vincent's boxers off of him and onto the floor. They were both naked, breathing heavier from the heat of lust in each of them. Vincent slid down to Tidus's groin and started to suck on his erection, the feel of Vincent's metal hand cold on his chest making him even more aroused. Tidus gasped and said, "Damn, this feels good, not like my old boyfriend." Vincent stopped and looked up at him.

"You've...had a boyfriend before?" Vincent asked, mildly surprised. He teased Tidus's nipple with this tongue, then tugged on it sharply with his teeth. Tidus let out a muffled yelp at Vincent's bite.

Tidus nodded and said, "I had a boyfriend at my old school, except he always wanted me to suck him and he never wanted to give anything in return. He pulled Vincent up on top of him and kissed him deeply. "We almost had sex one time, but then I chickened out, but I'm kinda glad that I did. I didn't really love him anyway."

"You didn't?" Vincent said quizzically. "Why not?"

"I don't know," Tidus said, "He just didn't fill up that gap in my heart that a lover should."

"Do I fill that gap up?" asked Vincent seductively.

"I don't know yet, but it sure feels like it." said Tidus earnestly. He kissed Vincent again and reached down between Vincent's legs and massaged his manhood. Tidus felt it harden in his hand, and laughed softly. This was going to be an interesting night...

FIN