Title: Eyes
Summary: It started off with an interest in the strange man's eye color but developed into far more than Vincent could have possibly comprehended when he decided to follow Cloud into the rocket scientist's house.
Warnings: Oh, so much could, can, and will happen here... Brace yourselves!
Disclaimer: I own little: ideas, uh...guess that's it.
Side Note: This starts from where Cid and Vincent meet and will progress throughout the game to reveal their in-depth relationship. I'm going to try to stay as close to the game as I can; don't kill me if I stray a bit, okay? I'm doing this from memory because I'm too lazy to look it up.
Stepping back outside as the two blonde's argued and talked amongst each other, the brunette kept an eye out for the young girl that stole their materia. He nearly missed it when the sneaky girl ran right past him, laughing maniacally as Cid and Cloud eagerly chased after her. Keeping an eye on the ninja, the brunette could not help but get distracted when his eyes drifted to the pilot's taut muscles, heart quickening more from the sight of his body in motion than from the exertion of running.
"...Did anyone see where she ran off?" Cloud asked as he panted slightly.
Shaking his head, the brunette watched as the blonde pilot stomped about, loudly cursing the girl who robbed them again. He had to get himself together if they were going to not only find the annoying girl, but get back their materia. They had bigger fish to fry than to sit around trying to locate the ever-rambling girl in a city full of un-cooperating residents. He had to catch Hojo, who was undoubtedly on the move, and make him pay for the sins that he had created against the beautiful Lucrecia and her child, Sephiroth. He could not afford to lose focus on his goal just because of the foul-mouthed blonde that seemed to strut every time that he walked.
No, he had to remain focused. Keeping his hand on his pistol, Vincent followed the pair of blondes into a new house and waited as the leader questioned the residents before Yuffie suddenly popped up and ran away laughing. He was severely temped to fire a shot at the self-acclaimed ninja's legs but the pilot dove towards her and he could not risk injuring the blonde. She quickly scurried out of the house as they followed here, vanishing before any of them could see where she dashed off to. Frowning, the brunette clenched his jaw. The entire town was working to protect the girl that was stealing from them? Then she was, indeed, from this little place and they would have to work without the aid of anyone else in the out of place town.
"I fuckin' need a drink," Cid muttered as he jerked his thumb towards the only bar in town.
"...Maybe they'll know if Yuffie is hiding in there?" Cloud offered as they began walking towards the Turtle's Paradise. He raised an eyebrow at the name before he followed the two blondes inside. He saw his teammates stiffen and pull out their weapons at the sight of two men and a woman sitting at the table. Vincent narrowed his red eyes at the sight of their clothing. The redhead was obviously not wearing the uniform correctly and he was certain that the current Director of the Turks would have had a fit if he saw that. He listened as Cloud bickered with the trio before they began to bicker amongst themselves.
Ignoring the sounds of the impending argument, and the subsequent slammed door, the gunner looked over towards Cloud for what their next move would be and then frowned. Cid was missing. Looking around the bar, the brunette rolled his eyes at the sight of the pilot sitting at the back and downing a shot of amber-colored alcohol. Surely he realized that they were on a mission to save the planet, right? Getting drunk was not going to aid them. Walking over to the pilot, he slipped his hands underneath the shorter man's arms, gloved and metallic fingers clutching at the thick material of his jacket before hoisting him off of the barstool. Setting the surprised and flailing blonde down on his feet, the gunner leaned down slightly before murmuring softly, his dark voice reverberating through the awkward silence that filled the bar. "Now is not the time to drink. Later, Chief."
He could have sworn that a shiver ran up the pilot's spine by the way that he shifted, but it was quickly covered up with a grin that could have blinded mortals. A gloved hand slapped him roughly on the arm as he tried to focus on the task at hand, heart fluttering erratically in his chest as he felt something shift in his mind. "No problem, Val!"
"...Vincent," the gunner corrected even as the pilot strode over the leader of Avalanche. A part of him wished that the man did not walk away; he was sorely tempted to pull the cheery man flush against his body and to breathe deeply, to take in the scent of the other man and try to remember it. That was not right; he should not be having thoughts like that. Lucrecia. Think of Lucrecia and Hojo. He had to avenge her assumed death and make the deranged scientist pay for the unspeakable acts that he had committed against mankind. He could not afford to lose focus by trying to drink in the blonde pilot. Gods, he truly needed help before this spiraled out of control...
Following the blondes put of the bar, his ears pricked as he heard the rustling behind him, spinning around, the drew his pistol and aimed at the large, covered jar that sat beside the bar. His eyes flicked to Cloud, who pulled out his sword before making hand gestures at them. Nodding, he ran over to bridge, standing on it and keeping his eyes trained on the trembling pot as he watched the pilot stand in the distance and gripping his spear. Vincent could not stop the wince that came when Cloud pulled out his overly-large sword and wacked the pot roughly. The reverberating sound hurting his ears as he watched the pot wiggle at every hit before the top flew off and Yuffie hopped out. She attempted to run in my direction, but paused and looked at me with large, innocent eyes before running off towards Cid.
Following after her, and wondering if Yuffie actually thought that such an act would work on an ex-Turk, Vincent managed to help the pair of blonde surround her before Cloud grabbed her arm. He looked over to the pilot who grinned when the swordsman got her to agree to return their materia to them. Nodding, the pilot gave the brunette man a thumbs-up before they followed the Wutainese girl to her house. He looked around the small space with Cid, listening as the blonde remarked that she was "so fucking short" because she lived in cramped spaces. As he listened to the blonde speak, not paying attention to the conversation between the other members of the group, the gunner looked over at the architecture of the room, frowning slightly at the designs. He had seen such work before...
"What's got yer attention, Val?" the pilot asked as he clapped his hand over the brunette's shoulder and leaned closer, smelling of tobacco and fresh air at the same time.
"...Vincent," he corrected again. Honestly, his name was not a hard one to remember.
The pilot waved his hand as he grinned at the leather-wearing gunner. Honestly, there was something about his smile that made Vincent want to pull him close and never let go. He could feel something pulling underneath his skin as he focused on Cid; something inside of him wanted out and he was not sure if he should let such a thing roam free. His fingers twitched slightly as he restrained himself from grabbing the pilot and smelling him. Gods, he just wanted to bury his nose in the soft-looking, blonde hair and breathe deeply. Bright blue eyes watched the brunette as the blonde chuckled softly, "Ain't calling ya that, Val."
"...I see," Vincent remarked before pointing to the architecture. "...I think that we are in Wutai."
"Wutai? Didn't ShinRa bomb the fuck out of this place an' have General Loony-Tunes kill a bunch of people here?"
Having never heard Sephiroth referred in such a way, Vincent could not help the slight smile that graced his face. He knew that he should be upset; the hick just insulted the child of the woman he was willing to protect with his life! But, as he stared into the vibrant eyes that stared back at him without fear or horror, he knew deep down that he could not even begin to feel even the slightest bit upset with the pilot. He briefly wondered if that was why the woman that he lived with put up with him so much. She should have gotten angry with him when he yelled at her about simple things. Maybe she just melted when she looked into his eyes and was willing to take whatever abuse he sent her way because of it. Or perhaps it was all a ruse and he was just as sweet to her when they were alone as he was to the other members of Avalanche when he thought that no one was looking?
He recalled seeing the blonde help Aeris with her pink ribbon before they headed towards the trap. Everyone was busy packing whatever Cloud, Cid, and Vincent would need for the trip while Aeris fumbled with the knot in her ribbon. The material did not seem to be in compliance with her wishes. Right when she was about to give up, Cid waltz over to her and quickly tied the pink fabric into a neat bow, making the flower girl smile brightly at him.
Vincent was snapped back to reality when he heard metal rattling before a large cage fell down around himself and the pilot. Narrowing his eyes, the brunette spun around as Yuffie left the room, shouting something about trust and falling for it. Turning back to look at Cloud, he watched at the upset blonde fiddled with the levers, ignoring how Cid cursed loudly and paced in the cage. "...I can't seem to get it to rise!" the swordsman said as he pulled both of the levers, huffing in frustration before looking at his companions. "I'll be right back!" he said before hurrying out of the room, leaving him stuck in the cage with the pilot.
He was not sure if this was a good or a bad thing. Cid snarled to himself, a litany of curses leaving his lips as he swiftly pulled out a cigarette and lit it, smoking in an attempt to calm his fury before looking at Vincent. "So, ya got any idea how to kill time?" he asked before blowing smoke out of his nose. Vincent could feel something pulling beneath the surface of his being and could not tell if it were from his anger of Yuffie or if it were from the way the pilot looked; smoking freely as he leaned back against the bars of the cage, his gloves hands tucked into the pockets of his cloak as his blue eyes seemed to search the brunette for an answer.
"...I know of several things that can be done to pass the time," the brunette remarked idly, crimson eyes following curve of the blonde's lips as the blonde grinned brilliantly. Gods, he should come with a warning label... The pulling sensation grew stronger when the pilot chuckled, the laugh sounding warm as it filled his ears and made his heart flutter in his chest once more. Stepping closer to the blonde, Vincent felt himself sinking into the feeling with ever step that he took, a heat filling his chest as he plucked the cigarette from Cid's lips, Cloud's imminent return completely forgotten as his lips descended on the blonde's swiftly, not noticing that for the first time since he was freed from his coffin in the ShinRa Manor he had reached his Limit Break.
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Thanks for reviewing:
Inuobsessed004: Heh, thanks! He's a quirky one, that's for sure!
talinsquall: Aww, good luck with that! Naturally; Cid's sleepy and Vincent needs to get him to bed...
ABNORMAL2110: Heh, well, all he's seen is Cait Sith; he has yet to meet the man behind the Scottish/Irish (I looked it up, they say he's Scottish) kitty! Well, I'm sure Vincent will make him into far more of a woman than that! Indeed!
Pale Meadow in the Moonlight: Pure and utter luck! Aww, thanks! Well, Cid's an odd one, that's for sure. (Was so going to put fo' sho' there...)
Teeties: I'm going to take that as a compliment. Thank you!
