It didn't hit Vaan at first, the 'epiphany' of his. It took quite a while, actually. He was relaxing in the Strahl one day when Fran waltzed past him, a bag of tools slung over her shoulder and hips swinging sensuously in the way they always did.

Vaan cast her an appreciative glance – he didn't like her that way, but she was an extremely beautiful woman – and waved.

Nodding her head to him, Fran continued on her trek down the hall. Vaan blinked, thought for a moment, and then dropped the fruit he was munching on and followed her.

Fran was headed for the cockpit, and inside Balthier was seated comfortably in front of the control panel, tossing Ashe's ring in his hand thoughtfully.

'Hey…' Vaan began slowly. They both cast looks over their shoulder at him, noticing the tone of his voice. Vaan chewed on his last mouthful of fruit before continuing

'Where are the male Viera?' he asked. He noticed a quirk appear on Fran's lips.

'Perhaps Balthier will answer your inquisition for you?' she suggested. Balthier gave her a dirty look and Vaan could swear she was about to laugh.

'It's your race, you tell him.' The pirate replied, and turned back to the control panel, a scowl on his face. Vaan turned to Fran expectantly and she shrugged, leaning back against the cool metal.

'To every five Viera's one male is born.' She said, surprising him. 'They are very rare. But they also…' she smirked. 'Similar, in appearance.'

'I once made the dastardly mistake of confusing one of them with an acquaintance of Fran's.' Balthier sighed. 'It… didn't end well.'

'You were kicked out of the village.' Fran noted.

'It was a simple misunderstanding.' Balthier retorted, and noticed the slow grin spreading across Vaan's face. 'And mind your tongue, you. I'll have you know I caught you eyeing one of them back at Rabanastre.'

'Actually that was a girl.' Vaan said, smiling cheekily. 'And her names Kjrn, by the way.'

There was an awkward silence and then Balthier glared and stood. Vaan squeaked. Fran raised an eyebrow.

'Get out of my damn ship!' the pirate snapped, and strode off down the hall, muttering under his breath about 'Viera's' and 'It was a guy, damnit.'

'Don't worry.' Fran slowly click-clicked her way past Vaan out to the hall again. 'He'll be fine. Just don't mention my cousin around him and he'll be fine.'

'Your cousin? Who's she?' Vaan asked.

Fran narrowed her eyes.

'He.' She snapped. 'And I told you not to mention him.'

She disappeared down the hallway and Vaan was left wondering if he could say anything around the Viera race without ticking one of them off.

'Tch,' he scrounged around in his pocket for a moment and then successfully pulled out another fruit. 'At least Kjrn isn't this touchy.'

He shrugged and headed out, looking for Penelo.

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AN –

Not meant to have any point really, so I don't mind if you think it doesn't make any sense. Really was just a drabble on a realisation I had the other day with a fellow FFXII player. 'Where are all the guy Viera?' and seeing as Vaan was usually the one to ask stupid questions around the race, it had to be him asking that question. Anyway, hope some of you found it at least vaguely amusing, and no flames please! Constructive Criticism appreciated at least :D

Thanks for reading!