Vincent smiled, as he walked silently into the hotel building, sneaking his way through the halls, quieting his entrance as to not disturb his companion's slumber.
Unknown to him, hazel eyes stared at his retreating figure from the dark.
He walked over to a specific door, knocking on it sharply, before hearing a soft series of swearings.
"Fu-I'm coming..." With that, a lock clicked, and the door creaked open, as Vincent walked inside the room.
"I'm back, Chief."
"I can fucking see that much, Vince."
Silence shook the room as the Vincent sat on the bed, removing his cape and outer garments.
"So...How'd it go?"
Vincent sighed, turning towards the blonde, "Well, they're actually pretty...happy. Peachy, I might add...A little TOO peachy..."
Cid stared at confusion at the ebony-haired man, "Well? So are you going to tell or not?"
"U-Umm...well. That's the hard part, you see."
"Fuck what did you do?"
Vincent stared in question at the blonde, "Huh?"
"Don't tell me you've pissed off the fucking Jenova boy?"
Vincent waved his arms in defense, "No of course not! It's just...how are we going to...you know..." He gulped, "..tell them..."
"God it's not like they're going to take it the wrong fucking way, Vince! Besides, even if they did, what fucking bad would it do to you?"
"Well..."
Cid slapped the ebony-haired man on the back playfully, "Yeah, that's what I fucking thought! Now go on and get to bed...we've got to wake up early and tell those bastards what the fuck is going on."
"But chief-!"
"I'm going to go outside for a fucking smoke, Vince. Go ahead, I'll catch up with ya later."
And with that, the bedroom door closed, leaving Vincent to stare at the plank of wood.
"..Chief..."
The next morning, was to say, very unplesant for most people...
Vincent walked alongside Cid, only to come downstairs to find the rest of the group a little bit more pissed off than he'd expected them to be.
Yuffie frowned at their arrival, making Vincent flinch and step behind the blonde for his own well-being.
Barret was the first to speak up, "So Vampy, where were you last night? I hear that you've been sneaking around."
Cid stepped infront of the man in defense, "God! Will you just all calm the fucking hell down and let the guy fucking explain?"
"We are! It's just-" Barret was inturrupted as Tifa ran up behind Cid, punching Vincent in the stomach, then kicking him in the same spot hard enough to make him fly to the back wall.
"Where is he, Vincent? I know you know where he is!"
Cid sweared, running over to the ebony-haired man with a Cura as Yuffie followed in tow.
Barret went over to calm down Tifa, "You didn't have to do that, you should've at the very least let him say something..."
"But he knows! I bet you he..." She fell over sobbing.
Yuffie turned to Barret, "How's about you carry her to her room, and I'll help her out? Cid, you can help Vincent back upstairs, okay?"
"But-"
"NO BUTS! Now Barret, hurry up before I..umm...throw a vase at you."
"Vince! Hey Vince! Ya'll right there? That was one blow..."
Vincent groaned as Cid sighed, picking up the man and turning to Yuffie, "So where the fucking hell are we supposed to go?"
Yuffie sighed, "Upstairs!"
"But Tif's upstairs, idiot!"
Yuffie laughed nervously, "Ohhh...well, go outside or something."
"He's hurt! Make Tif go outside! Her problem's not as serious!"
"No serious? All he's got was a kick to the stomach! She's got a blow to her mentality!"
Vincent placed an arm weakly at the blonde's shoulder, "It's okay...really."
The blonde looked toward him sadly, "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes...I'm...fine..." He lowered his gaze towards the floor sadly.
Cid nodded as he carried the ebony-haired man, despite his protests, to a bench outside at a nearby park.
Cloud gazed behind them sadly, as Sephiroth continued to lead on ahead.
The silver-haired man ceased his pace, as he turned back to the blonde, "If you want to get as far away from them as possible, why don't we hurry up?"
Cloud sighed sadly, turning back towards Sephiroth, "Well, you know. What happens now?"
"What do you mean, 'what now'?"
"I mean Vincent...I feel kindof...uneasy leaving him to tell Tifa...I mean...she takes things very seriously you know."
Sephiroth sighed, "Go on."
"Well...she might take it the wrong way, or not even believe him...you know she doesn' trust him very much right?"
"Yeah...and by that you mean?"
"Are you that slow, Seph?"
"No I'm not slow, I'm just asking why the hell this is our problem?"
Cloud pouted, "Fine! If you won't help Vincent, then I will!"
"Oh no you don't!" Sephiroth pulled his arms around Cloud's waist.
"I'd rather be the one to tell them, because maybe that way they'll understand...okay Seph?"
Sephiroth looked sadly toward the blonde, "...Do they mean that much more to you than me?"
Cloud lowered his head sadly, walking out of the silver-haired man's grasp, and walking back in the other direction, "If you want to follow me, then feel free, alright? No one's stopping you."
Sephiroth stared at the retreating form of his love sadly, before walking slowly in his footsteps.
Cid stomach growled loudly, causing the ebony-haired man to squint his eyes open.
Watery, red eyes stared at fierce blue as Vincent pushed himself into a sitting position.
He stumbled, as Cid held his arms around his waist tightly for support.
"Woah! Take it easy, Vince! You just woke up!"
Vincent's red eyes, clouded with sleep, stared at the blonde in confusion, "H-How...long was I asleep?"
A yawn emerged from his lips.
'So cute!...Wait what?' CId thought as he shook off the thought, before ruffling the man's ebony-coloured hair playfully.
"Are you alright, Vince?"
Vincent nodded as both their stomach's growled loudly, causing the ebony-haired man to blush.
"I am so goddamn hungry. Let's go fucking get something to eat, Vince."
"Okay, Chief."
With that, Vincent hopped off the blonde's lap as they walked side-by-side down the pathway and out of the park.
Sephiroth sighed once more, as they came at the town they had passed by about a day before.
An awkward silence stood between the couple, "Cloud..."
Cloud sighed, knowing the only time Sephiroth ever called him by his name, was if it was something serious.
Cloud stopped, turning back to face the ex-general, "Yes?"
"Are you...mad at me?"
"Haha! What makes you think that, Sephiroth?" Cloud laughed sarcastically venom dripping through his voice.
'Ouch.'
Sephiroth winced at the tone his love used on him, he thought he'd never have to put up with that tone...until today, that is.