"No… no… no …. No all wrong, no." Blurrs of cloths flew across the room as Cid went through the older boys luggage. "You can have some black, but not this fucking much." The three boys stood back, watching helplessly as their cloths piled onto the floor. Cid pulled out a pair of pants. "And absolutely no leather."

"What!?" Kadaj exclaimed, stirring up protests from all three.

"QUIET!" He threw the pants down onto the growing pile. Cid's temper seemed to be getting shorter as the reunion grew closer. "Look… my folks are old fashioned, down to Gaia people… they don't like leather cloths, and belive black's only for funerals."

Yazoo huffed, folding his arms. "Well, you haven't seen them in a while… maybe they changed."

Loz agreed.

"Just trust me, on this." Cid took a look back in the suitcases. "And what the hell is that?" He pulled out some kind of odd thing with tubes and a pump that looked like it needed to be plugged in. "I don't even want to know." He thrusted it toward them, before throwing it into the wall. "And no sex."

"What?" Yazoo screached. Loz clung to him. "Why not? If they except you being gay, then why not us?"

"Because it's not about being gay with you two, I don't think they can handle incest." Cid breathed to calm himself. "Look, my parents have a strict rule about this. When there's guests in the house, no one has sex. I'm even gonna have to restrain from Vincent while we're there."

"Oh, you poor things." Kadaj snorted, sarcastically. He was already forced into celebacy, because Cid refused to let Reno come along. Vincent's actions would be ok, because he understood civil society, and knew how much this meant to Cid. The children were going to be harder to pass, (though the little one could probably get away with more) he didn't want to think about that damn red-head if he came. "So, how long are we staying?"

Cid closed his eyes. "I called Charles back, and we're going to show up a couple days before the rest of them… so about a week."

"A WEEK!!?!!" All three screamed, clutching to each other. "We're stuck with a whole hord of relatives for a week!?"

"Without sex!?"

"Yes… and I expect ya'll to be on your best behavior. Do not talk about fighting, or sex or anything like that around them. Don't start any fights, or anything sexual with any of them."

They snorted at the comment. Cid knew they would, but it had to be said. "and above all… don't go through anyones stuff. I don't give a damn how curious you are. It's just rude."

"You're going through our stuff." Kadaj commented, looking smug. "You're being rude."

Cid's eyes narrowed. "I'm your father… I have special rights. Now, do it over. You don't want me to pack your bags for you." He started out the door.

"But you'll just go through our bags again."

Cid spun back around, just short of the door. "Yea, but make it to where I won't have to throw anything out."

Cid ventured to the next room, where Vincent was helping the smallest pack his bags, and threw his arms around his husband, from behind.

Vincent looked back at the crown of blonde hair.

"If I just kill them now, then I won't have to present them. The little one can pass for our son, right?" Seph looked up from where he was shoving his toys into a suitcase. Cid often referred to him as 'the little one' or 'squirt' and it was getting to be second nature to respond to it. "You can't kill my brothers."

Vincent continued to fold the cloths in his hands, placing them in the open bag in front of him. "He doesn't mean it. Even if Cid did have the heart to kill them, he'd die before he'd even get to hurt any of them."

"Not if I got Chaos for back-up."

"Chaos has grown fond of the children, Cid."

"Hi, Lozzy."

The two men turned to the door. Sure enough, Loz was standing in the doorway. His little brother jumping up into his arms. He easily settled him in the crook of his elbow. "Are we allowed to bring weapons?"

Vincent and Cid exchanged looks, but it was Vincent who answered. "You can, for emergencies only. You can't take them out unless we're attacked."

Loz sulked a bit. He was kinda looking forward to showing off his Duel Hound. "Alright." He left, to tell his brothers, still holding the small child in his arm.

Vincent sighed. "I think I just lost my helper."

Cid just grinned, pulling closer to him. "I can be your helper."

Vincent turned around to kiss him. "You can help by packing our stuff."

The grin turned to a pout. "But"

Vincent kissed him again. "No buts. Go." Ok… there was one but. He spun Cid around and patted him on said butt as he left. Cid grinned again, catching the kiss blown to him. "And tell Seph to get back in here."

"Will do."

On his way to his own room, Cid poked his head into the remnants'. "Hey, Squirt. Vincent wants ya back in there. And I said, no sex toys!"

"It's not a sex toy." Yazoo cried. "It's for my hair."

"Don't even try it, your hair doesn't take that shape."

xXx

The day they were supposed to arrive, the six Valenwinds hurried to load up the Highwind. Cid was throwing the bags into the cargo bay. Vincent wrapped his arms around his shoulders, hugging his neck. "You alright?"

Cid sighed, running a hand along the gloved arm. Vincent had taken off the golden claw, and stowed it away. Figured it'd be a bit too monsterous for the family to handle. If anyone asked, he was badly burned. "Not sure, yet. I'll know when we get there."

Vincent gave him a conforting squeeze, leaning over to kiss him. "We don't have to go, if you don't want to."

Cid shook his head. "I gotta know. I mean, it's my family… they gotta get over it eventually… right?"

Vincent smiled. "Right?"

"And if they're not, then I can always just say that you tricked me into thinking you were a woman."

The gunman slapped his husband in the arm, but couldn't deny the smile the comment brought to his lips.

Their children came trolling up with the last of their luggage.

One by one they handed them to Cid, and he chucked them into the cargo bay. Finally Loz came up, holding a small duffle bag. He timidly handed it to Cid, almost not wanting to let go. "Be careful with this one, Captain… it's… delicate."

Cid eyed him, suspiciously, taking the bag. What on Gaia could Loz have that qualifies as 'delicate'. It was then that he realized the bag seemed to be squirming. "What the hell do you have in here?"

He started to open it, when Loz yelled, "Don't open it."

Instead of opening it directly, Cid decided to shake it. To see if he could identify it by the noise. He sure could. The annoyed yowls from inside told him everything. Cid groaned, turning to Vincent. "He packed the fucking cats."

Loz's face flushed. "They wanted to come."

"How ya figure that?"

"Well… they kept climbing into my suitcase. What else could they've wanted?"

Vincent took the bag from Cid, and started down the ramp. "We can't take the kittens, Loz."

Loz ran after him. "But what's gonna happen to them? There won't be anyone here to take care of them."

"I've called Reeve. He's going to be here around four to take care of them. They'll be fine till then."

"Everybody on, I'm takin off." Cid called, waving to his family.

Loz turned back towards the airship, a pout formed on hs lips. Yazoo slid forward, wrapping his arms around his eldest brother's waist. "I told you it wouldn't work. Aww, Loz, don't cry."

Vincent was the last to run up the plank, having set the cats free inside the kitchen. He pushed the button, next to the door, to raise it, the wind from the propellors whipping his hair around his face.

"See, look. She wants to come." Loz had his nose pressed against the window, staring back at the house. Yazoo slid an arm around him, following his gaze. Sure enough, Kitty was staring out the kitchen window, watching the Highwind rise into the sky.

"Just as long as they don't eat Bun-Bun."

"Speaking of Bun-Bun." Vincent walked up next to them. "I'm starting to think I should've brought Capey along." The red cloth was in one of the higher windows, slapping at the pane.

"I doubt anyone could stand to see a cloth with a mind of it's own, Babe."

Vincent turned around as Cid walked into the room. "She would've stayed in the Highwind. Wait a minute… you're letting Kadaj drive?"

Cid shrugged. "Kid handles my baby pretty well." He grinned, sliding his hands around Vincent's waist. "Which leaves my hands free to handle my other baby."

Vincent smiled, leaning back into the embrace. His hands ran over Cid's arms. "Oh, so I'm the 'other baby' now am I?"

Cid chuckled. "Damn right."

Vincent smacked him again, turning around to kiss him.

"Mm, but y'know somethin, Vince?"

Vincent's forehead fell against his. "What?"

"I gotta force you outta leather more often… cuz your ass looks amazing in those jeans."

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AN: remember i said that the plot bunny ate two others... well this part of it was originally gonna just be Vincent and Cid going to meet his family, but the enide had to throw Aunt Gracie to the mix of Famliy Bliss, so it became a FB story... which eventually lead to it's consumption... go figure