A/N: Hey. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I just read through the first of these chappies, and I think that they aren't detailed enough, so I'm gonna try harder this time. Oh, and my chapters are starting to get longer now, so don't mind if it's huge. Well, it may be small too, depending on my mood.

(3rd person)

Vincent lay on his back, trying to fall asleep. It was difficult, seeing as there was a slightly aroused and sleeping Cloud lying beside him. Countless hours passed in which Vincent lay, eyes wide open, listening to Cloud's small moans of apparent ecstasy.

It was late morning before Vincent drifted off into a slight state of unconsciousness. Not too long after that slight 'drift-off' he awoke, due to Cloud's shifting. Vincent admired the look of pleasure on Cloud's face before shaking him slightly in attempts to wake him. The only response was a moan and a ground out 'by the gods!'.

Vincent twitched slightly at Cloud's elated moaning. After a moment of…recuperation, Vincent grasped Cloud's shoulder and shook him a bit harder.

"Cloud. It is time to awaken." All he got was an extremely extensive and passion-filled "Harder, please!"

Vincent twitched a couple more times before shaking Cloud violently back to Earth. Cloud opened his blue eyes and looked straight into Vincent's crimson ones.

"Who? What? Where? When? Why?" Cloud asked groggily.

"Come. Get up now, we only have a few hours until we reach Nibelheim."

Cloud rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"C'mon, Vinnie, just five more minutes!" Cloud whined.

"Excuse me?" Vincent asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"Please, just keep doing it for five more minutes!" Cloud whined again.

"Doing what, may I ask?" Vincent asked with his head cocked.

"Vinnie, don't make me beg again!" Cloud said girlishly, "You know I will!"

"What are you talking about? Is it really necessary for you to get more sleep?"

"Vinnie…!" Cloud whined as he turned and wrapped his arms around Vincent's thin, muscular waist.

Vincent couldn't help but notice the heat rising in his cheeks. "Wh-what do you want Cloud?"

"You know…"Said Cloud teasingly.

Vincent was silent for a moment, seeing as Cloud's hand was travelling down his side and onto his hip. He forced himself to swallow. It was a difficult task; like trying to swallow when your mouth felt as dry as sand.

"ClCloud? What are you doing?"

"Showing you what I want, silly!" Cloud's hand slid from Vincent's hip to his groin, rubbing slowly and teasingly along the way.

"Cloud? Are youuhn!" Vincent involuntarily threw his head back as Cloud's hand grasped his now hardening …member.

"You see? You want it as much as I do, don't you?" Cloud undid Vincent's pants, but he didn't succeed in taking them off. Vincent pulled Cloud's hand away and rolled as far away as the tiny tent would allow.

"What are you doing!" Vincent asked half shocked, half longing for more.

"I…what? What are you? Oh…no…" A pause.

Cloud unzipped the tent, ran out and stood in front of the now smouldering campfire.

"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh SHIT! SHITTY SHITTY SHITTY!"

Tifa and Barret came running out of their tent to see what was going on, and witnessed a very shaky disoriented Cloud, cussing up a storm in his boxers in the pouring rain.

"The hell you doin'! Yer gonna catch a cold out here ya keep doin' 'at!"

"I…Vincent…he…I touched… I….I'm so dead…"

"Cloud, could you explain what happened instead of hoping we understand you're broken words?" Tifa asked in her sweetest voice.

Vincent walked out of the tent, walking fine, but looking a little disoriented. "Cloud, we must talk."

"Vincent! I-I swear that I thought you were….Vinetia… my ex-girlfriend!"

"I don't want an explanation, Cloud. I just want to get to Nibelheim."

There was a moment of silence, where everyone just stared at the half-naked Cloud. "I'll go get dressed…"

Cloud ran into the tent, immerging just seconds later fully clothed once more. After packing up the tents, they began to walk towards their destinationNibelheim.

It was quiet, most of the way. The only occurring events were the wind sometimes blowing a leaf or two at the group, and occasional humming from Tifa.

Cloud's POV:

I can't believe I did that! I damn near raped the man! I wouldn't be surprised if Vincent hated my guts for that! I just grabbed him… I am so stupid. I should have known reality from my fantasy! Things like that are only allowed in my little world of perversion!

He probably seen right through my little 'Vinetia' cover-up. I don't even know if such a name exists! Oh, dear god! How stupid can I get! God, shoot me now.

At least we're getting to Nibelheim next. Maybe I can visit some of my old hangouts or I can snoop around the old Shin-ra mansion again, and see if I can find anything.

I just remembered… we went to the Shin-ra mansion, before Sephiroth was defeated, in search of clues to his whereabouts. I had found a sheet of paper, all torn and brown from aging.

It read : "In the basement lies my most precious creation. It lays dormant for the time being. Clues of how to get it lie throughout this Mansion. If you are brave enough to search for it, go on… but I cannot guarantee you're safety."

Tifa, Aeris, Cid and I searched the whole Mansion, high and low, until we found all of the clues. The very last clue was within a huge, locked vault in the back of one of the rooms on the main floor. We had to fight a big, ugly monster before we gained access to it, though. It was a tough battle, but I was too determined to fail.

The very last clue said: "In the basement you shall find, if you aren't blind, the key to my beloved creation."

Back then I thought ' if I was blind, you really think I'd have found this?" But now I see what it meant. The key wasn't hidden, nor was it in plain view. All you had to do was look. If you looked too hard, we wouldn't find it.

I found the key by chance, when Aeris scraped her knee. The glint of gold caught my attention. Before we found out where the key went, I thought of maybe using this 'creation' against Sephiroth. I thought that this creation had to be some hideous monstrosity gone haywire and if I could get it to listen to me, we could use it to our own advantage. I was still in delusion when I made it to that room, lit dimly by three candles. The dark purple coffin sat in the middle, daring me to open it. The coffin… it said: " If you shall find it right to open this coffin and face my creation, I warn you. His reaction is unknown."

It was then I started to believe it was all a prank, laid by teenagers who wanted some kicks. Nibelheim was, after all, a pretty dull town. But oh how wrong I was! I opened the coffin, only to be faced with the most beautiful, breathtaking creature in all existence.

The magnificent pale face, framed by that ravishing, ebony hair; the rise and fall of his chest due to that tranquil breathing. Even the way his clothes surrounded his thin, yet muscular body, threatened to blast me off of my feet. I had to touch him; make sure he was real. My hand traveled slowly towards his chest. It was shaking like mad. I was almost touching him when his eyes opened.

Those eyes, like pools of crimson blood, stared into mine for what seemed like forever. Finally, he spoke: "Why have you disturbed my dreams, Cloud?"

He knew my name, without me even stating it. "H-how did you?"

"Know your name? I cannot tell you." His voice… so deep and full of wisdom. But there was also guilt, and the deepest regret.

"What have you come here for? Why have you disturbed me?" Fear struck me. Not like a child being afraid of the dark, but the purest form of fear.

"I was"

"Just curious?"

How did he know what I was going to say? How! I felt so weak against him. I could barely answer… all that I could manage was: "Yes."

He lifted the arm with the claw on it, making more fear bubble in my body. He jumped down in front of me and looked down at me, his expression unreadable.

I still remember him saying. " There is no need to be frightened of me. My name is Vincent. What have you come here to discuss with me?"

I remember how scared I was then, yet how much I trusted him. After I got to know him, I realized how crazy I was to be so scared. He is as gentle as a kitten, unless he doesn't want to be. He has great power hidden inside him. I have witnessed it many times… when he reaches his limit. The hatred and sorrow from within takes over him and he becomes an unbeatable killing machine. He always seemed to remember that we , Tifa and I, were his allies.

Vincent never really began talking to me until after we defeated Sephiroth. Up until then he said only things that were necessary.

I am so drawn to him it's crazy! I just want him to feel for me the way I feel for him….

"Cloud! We're here! Geez, you were off in your own little world!"

"Ya! It took us twenny minits to get yer attention, foo'!"

"We're finally here, Cloud. Would you like to stop here for the night?" Vincent asked. His eyes were half closed, and he looked like he was going to fall over. He looked so exhausted. Sure. We would stop for tonight so he can rest up. It looks as though he hasn't slept in months…..

A/N: I think I'll end it there. Is it getting any better? I hope so. Anyway, I hope you like it. R&R! Ja ne!