Warnings: Yummy foods, hormones, college drinking, and some other stuff I haven't thought of yet

Pairings: Cid/Vincent

Comment: Warning for Juicy bits towards the end. XD Though not detailed but safe enough for this site...I think.

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Culinary Boy 10

The place Sephiroth took them took was called Jenova Cuisine. It was a new upcoming restaurant that catered to the rich and famous and was popular for its seafood dishes. It sat along a pier by the water for the perfect view of the sea and the many fishing boats that passed along its path. Vincent could see how something like this could be romantic…well except the whole Sephiroth being there part.

The two slipped out of the smooth black ride belonging to Sephiroth and stared up at the building in true awe. Vincent saw the smirk on Sephiroth's face at the look and frowned even as the older male chuckled and curled a finger in a follow me gesture.

"Come," he said starting to walk, Cid completely missing the look since he'd been too focused on the restaurant. "Just follow me this way. We'll go through the back way. I have a private room set up for the three of us so you can stay relaxed and eat as much as you want."

"This uh…this isn't super expensive, is it?" Cid was rubbing at his head following along with a reluctant Vincent as they entered the restaurant the back way through the kitchen. When the cooks looked up they were quick to bow their heads showing respect to the man before returning to making the meals in front of them. Sephiroth didn't even seem bothered by the bows as he kept walking moving to another door leading to the interior.

He chuckled looking over his shoulder at Cid as he spoke. "Everything is on the house today. You're here as my guest. I wouldn't make you pay to eat when I'm the one who invited you here."

"Alright. But don't fucking complain when I eat me fill."

"Don't worry," Sephiroth said holding the door letting Cid through. When Vincent started to follow he noticed Sephiroth staring at him with the smirk on his lips again. "Everything is being compensated for." He winked his eye not missing the uncomfortable frown on Vincent's face. This wasn't some kind of trap was it? Though the food he smelled in the kitchen as they walked by smelled plenty good. The fact that Sephiroth came through without a questioning eye must have meant he did this often…the inviting people to dinner part anyway. But it still bothered Vincent that he didn't know the man's motives behind this.

They walked through the quiet of a hallway that seemed hidden from the public eye. He could see through the glass staring down at people below that ate away at their meals without even realizing that they were being watched. He wondered if they looked up would they see him. But it wasn't like they knew who he was. Would they even care?

"Here we are, gentlemen," Sephiroth said opening the door for them. He gestured with a hand for the two to enter, only pausing to speak to the man at the door before he followed them inside. Cid was literally frozen by the door, staring around the room with the most awed expression on his face. It was probably the cutest face he'd ever made besides when he was sleeping. So despite the situation, Vincent couldn't help smiling at him enjoying how the blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the candle lights of the chandelier overhead. They had a perfect view out the large window to the sun that was just starting to set over the horizon past the sea. He could easily get lost in it.

"Please, have a seat here," a waiter said walking over to them before gesturing to the only table in the room. They followed his request, going over to the elaborate table decorated with who knew how many silverwares, perfectly folded napkins, and a wine glasses that he knew he'd be too young to drink. Vincent sat beside Cid at the square table and frowned when Sephiroth sat in front of him. Aside from the little smile and the small wave of fingers in his direction, Vincent ignored him in favor of reading over the menu. So many things looked good on the menu it was hard for him to choose what he wanted. He swore he could feel Sephiroth looking at him from across the table and frowned doing his best not to show him any attention.

"Fuck…everything looks so fucking delicious. Vin, what are ya getting?" Vincent looked over hearing Cid's voice before he looked down at the menu again. It took him a minute to choose but when he did he pointed to it on Cid's menu. "Wow that sounds pretty damn delicious. Shit, I guess I need to pick something too huh?" Cid chuckled before he took his turn pointing down at the menu. "Guess I'll fucking get this here. Sounds delicious as hell to me anyway." Vincent blinked staring down at the selection before he gave a nod. It did sound good. Hell, he was almost tempted to change his choice. But he still wanted to eat the one he'd picked.

"Is everyone ready to order?" The waiter was back holding the notepad in his hand as he stared down at them with a gentle smile. He looked cute. It was something Vincent had taken notice of when he'd first entered. He wondered if all of the waiters looked like this. But then he didn't have time to think on it when it was time to give his order. The rest of the orders were taken down quickly before the waiter bowed saying he would return shortly with drinks before he was gone again. With no menu to distract him, Vincent found himself looking around.

Really, should it be legal for a place to look this good? The details of the stone columns, the beautiful paintings on the wall, and even the richness of the red velvet carpet made him feel like he was in some luxury world he didn't belong in. He almost felt bad that he had to walk on the carpet to get there. Well, it wasn't like he could fly to the table anyway.

"How have things been going with you two?" Vincent looked up at the voice and felt his cheeks go red with how intensely it felt like Sephiroth was staring at him.

"It's been pretty good. Told ya I was working at the auto shop across the street from the bakery, right?" Could Cid not see the look in Sephiroth's eyes? How could he trust the man so easily? "We're tryin ta find a rental place were six people can stay."

"Six? Hmm that sounds like a lot." Sephiroth chuckled turning his eyes away to look at Cid leaving Vincent to breathe before he realized he'd been holding his breath. "Actually, we just had a family move out of one of the houses we own. We're looking to have some people come to rent it out."

"I'm pretty sure the payout demand would be a little too high for us," Vincent said casting suspicion on the idea.

"Nonsense. You both are friends. If I talk to my dad, I can have it brought down to a price you can afford."

"Sounds a little too good to be true," Cid said leaning his elbows down on the table as he rested his chin on his hands staring across the table at Sephiroth. "How much are we talking here?"

"After I have a talk with my dad…at most 250 a month. That includes the water, electricity, internet, and cable. It's a two story house with four bedrooms and three bathrooms. There's a large kitchen down on the bottom floor, a big entertainment room, and a two door powered garage. You can choose to either keep the furniture that's there or get your own."

"…And what's the catch?"

"None," Sephiroth said laughing at the suspicion. "Well, besides letting me come to visit sometimes to make sure everything is in order."

"Well hell," Cid said grinning bit. "I could make that kind of deal."

"Cid, we should think this over," Vincent said frowning as he reached out grabbing Cid's arm. Something was wrong about this, he just couldn't figure out what. The innocent look on Sephiroth's face gave nothing away but he could just feel that underlying hint that there was more to this little offer than Sephiroth was saying. Why was he being so nice to them? He barely knew them right? Well he barely knew Vincent anyway. "We'll…let you know our answer once we've had the chance to talk over it."

Sephiroth nodded his head. "Fair enough. You have two weeks to respond to the offer. Otherwise I can't keep it open and will have to give it to the next available customer. But if it helps…we can take a tour of it maybe next weekend?" He left it open as a question as he lifted his brow looking back and forth between the two of them. "Think on it." They quieted down as the food was brought out, everyone starting to eat their share of the meal.

Vincent hated to admit it, but the food was delicious. He found it hard to stop eating it and glanced over to find that Cid was practically the same way. Sephiroth only smirked at the two of them eating much more slowly and with better manners than say Cid who literally had sauce on his cheek from his seafood pasta. It made Vincent frown watching Cid eat away at something so ravenously that wasn't made by him. It made him tighten his hand around his fork and glare down at the food. He needed to get better at cooking, to develop better and tastier skills.

He missed how Sephiroth's green eyes seemed to darken as they stared at him or how the smirk on the man's lips seemed to lift up into a more sinister grin before he took a bite of his own baked salmon. The only think he could do was think about how much he wanted to be out of that place.

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"Damn, that shit was delicious!" Cid belched loudly not fazed by the two girls turning to glare at him as they walked by. He rubbed at his stomach giving a groan of pain yet satisfaction at just how full he was. "Fuck, I don't think I can eat anything for days after that!" Vincent didn't respond, his thoughts plagued with Sephiroth as he walked beside Cid silently, tugging anxiously at his scarf. "Vin?"

"He's up to something…."

"Heh?" Cid blinked looking over at him as they walked into the dorms. "What are you talking about? Who's up to something?"

"Sephiroth…he…there's something there. He's trying to do something. But I don't know what." Cid gave him a look like he was crazy making Vincent sigh as he rubbed at his hair in frustration. "Can't you see it? It's right there on his face, in his eyes. I don't know what he's up to but it's been since day one."

"Look," Cid said stopping them as he turned looking up at Vincent with a frown. "I don't know what's going on, but Sephiroth's not a bad person. Hell, the guy literally went out of his way to make sure I passed my English class."

"Look it's…" At the frown deepening on Cid's lips, Vincent sighed looking down with defeat as he let his shoulders slump forward. "It's nothing…. I'm just being paranoid."

Cid smiled up at him. "Just relax. We'll be visiting your mom tomorrow, right? We'll worry about the small details like a place to stay till we get back." Not that they had much time when they got back. They'd have a week to prepare for the next semester. But it at least gave him a week to figure out what to do.

Cid placed a hand behind Vincent's head pulling him down as he leaned in kissing his lips. It made Vincent blink and blush as he pulled back and glanced around quickly to see the hallway empty. As much as he didn't mind the public kissing, something about doing it at school made him nervous. Still, it served to relax him as he found himself smiling down at the blue eyes staring at him. "Go get some fucking rest, ok? We've got a train to catch and stuff."

"Alright…I'll see you in the morning, Chief." He started to walk off but Cid's voice caught him before he got far.

"Chief?"

Vincent looked over his shoulder at Cid before smiling. "Yeah...you're going to be the pilot of the Tiny Bronco, right? That makes you like the captain in command. The leader and general. The Chief."

"Heh." Cid smiled rubbing a finger under his nose to hide his embarrassment. "Well fuck yeah I would be. Fuck…Vin…." Vincent literally almost fell over from the look on Cid's face. It wasn't the usual gruff look or the constantly pissed off one. It was like he'd seen the one wish he'd always wanted come true. The blue eyes sparkling with a sort of glossiness he'd never seen before. It was like he could read everything thing and could see just how much those small words had meant to Cid. Yeah, he'd be a success. He wouldn't be a laughingstock anymore. He'd obtain his dreams…just like Vincent would.

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They took a cab from the train station to his home. Considering how much the whole trip cost him, Vincent was glad he thought to save up some money for it. Home sweet home didn't even express the joy he felt when he saw their little duplex. It was still in good condition even if it was pretty tiny for their decent sized family. As soon as the taxi door closed, Vincent saw the front door open. The first things he saw were the two twin boys rushing out in excitement with short cropped black hair and ebony eyes that somehow managed to shine brightly with joy. They were ten years old and named Jacob and Joshua. They looked like mixture duplicates of Vincent himself.

"Vincent!"

"Vincent, you're home!" The two ran over to him hugging him from both sides and laughing so hard it put a smile on the red eyed male's face. He looked up noticing how Cid was staring down at them and smiling though he didn't miss the small shade of sadness behind the glossy blue eyes. He was going to have to ask him about that. He wanted to know more about Cid. Not just the good things. He wanted to know the bad things too, the things that made Cid sad or angry and upset. He wanted to share his pains with him as much as he wanted to bask in his laughter. "Vincent, who's this?"

"His name is Cid," Vincent said staring down at the two twins looking up at him. "He goes to college with me." He turned his eyes up to his blond lover giving another smile as he gestured to the two boys. "This is Jacob and Joshua. My twin brothers."

"I can tell," Cid said laughing staring at the three of them. "The resemblance is fu…freaking noticeable." He was trying not to cuss. It was an effort but Vincent was thankful for it, especially since his brothers had a habit of picking things up quick.

"Where's mom?"

"She's inside cooking with Amy," Joshua spoke up before he frowned making a face. "She's makin meatloaf tonight." It definitely wasn't one of his favorite highlight dishes and not one the two twins enjoyed eating. But as long as it was food on the table, that was all that mattered.

Vincent looked over at Cid before he picked up his bags. "Well, let's go say hi. She's looking forward to meeting you."

"Uh…yeah." He could tell Cid was nervous just from the look on his face like he wanted to run away. Vincent imagined he'd probably be the same way if he ever met Cid's family. He wondered if he had any siblings and could imagine his mother being a beautiful woman. As he headed for the house following the two twins bursting with enthusiasm, Vincent looked back watching Cid following him. He was holding his own suitcase in hand and had his backpack on his back holding his laptop along with other various items.

The smell of meatloaf greeted his nose upon entry. He could smell the meaty flavor that had his stomach grumbling with hunger. His mother wasn't a bad cook. After all he'd learned a lot of the things he did from her. They dropped the stuff off in the living room before he heard the pattering of tiny feet running out of the kitchen. He turned around just as his little sister Amy rushed up to him and dipped down scooping her up easily making her giggle. She'd just turned four this year before Vincent had left for college. She was like his little duckling with how she followed him around. He wouldn't deny that he spoiled her but he couldn't help it. She was also the only girl out of the four siblings.

"This is Amy," Vincent said smiling as he rubbed his nose against her cheek affectionately making her giggle. "She just turned four. She's my little sister." He swore his smile was permanently stuck to his face after seeing his family again. He missed them. He really did. He wished school was closer somehow.

"You have a nice family here," Cid said chuckling as he stared at him with that soft smile on his lips again along with those sad eyes. "Definitely puts a cute smile on your face." It made Vincent sober feeling the smile leave his face as he stared at him worriedly. Maybe Cid missed his family too? He must have lived in the area since he went to Chocobo High. Maybe while they were on break they could visit Cid's home as well. He didn't mind the idea of seeing it anyway.

"Cid?"

"Vincent, is that you?" His mother peeked out of the kitchen looking towards them. He saw Cid's mouth drop open at the sight and knew the reason for it. Vincent was like a direct clone of his mother. They both had the long black hair and slender bodies. In fact if it weren't for his mother having breast, a lighter voice, and a slightly older look to her, you'd think they were twins. He'd heard it before, how much he looked like his mother, except her eyes were black like the other children and nothing like Vincent's. There was a reason for that though.

"It's me," Vincent said unable to keep the smile from lifting to his face at the sight of her. He'd missed her, his mother. "We're home." He gestured quickly to Cid seeing the other shut his mouth quickly. "This is Cid. He's the…the one I was talking to you about on the phone."

"Ah, so this is your boyfriend?" She smiled warmly not even phased by how embarrassed Vincent looked at having that admission spoken out loud. "He's as cute as you said he was," she said walking over and smiling holding a hand out towards Cid. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cid."

"Same to ya, Mrs. Valentine."

"Katie," she said gripping the hand and shaking it. "Call me Katie." She never did care much for being called Mrs. Valentine. There was a reason behind it that Vincent would rather not think about. Instead, she always told people to call her Katie no matter the age. "Well, I don't want to hold the two of you up. Jacob. Joshua. Please help them get settled in while I finish making dinner."

"Yes mama!" The two boys saluted her before they were moving grabbing what items they could carry and taking them up the stairs. "Come on, Vincent!"

Vincent looked over at Cid giving a slight shrug of his shoulders as he smiled at him. "This…is my family."

"I like it," Cid said smiling back at him before he reached out ruffling the little girl's hair that was still in Vincent's arms. "Here, I'll grab your stuff." He smirked as he picked up the two suitcases. "I can't wait to see your room."

"Cid…" Vincent blushed following the blond as he made his way up the stairs. He sat Amy down on the way, holding her hand as he walked to his room. Cid was standing in the center of it, his hands on his hips as he looked around the place. The two twins seemed oblivious as they laughed jumping up and down on Vincent's bed before he shooed them out. They took Amy with them, but not without sticking tongues out at Vincent before he shut the door on them. Well…he didn't miss how annoying they could be anyway.

"So this is your room?" Cid said turning around to look at him, staring as Vincent leaned back against the door.

"It is…" It wasn't much besides a few posters of TV shows that he used to like as a kid. He didn't really follow the mainstream media so he didn't know what was considered the in thing to watch. He did have a small radio on his dresser that looked like it'd seen better years. His bed looked old but it was larger than the ones the dorms had. There was a small mattress laid out beside the bed that he assumed would be used for his guest. He had a feeling Cid would hardly use it.

"So this is the room Vincent used to jack one off in." Cid was walking towards him. It made him swallow as his eyes went down to those hips and travelled their way up to Cid's eyes. Why was this man so sexy?

"I-I never…"

"Maybe at night?" Cid was close, wrapping his arms around Vincent's waist as he leaned in kissing his neck. "Maybe you dreamed about it? Dreamed about me touching you like this." He couldn't deny it. He wanted it. He'd craved it from the first time he's set his eyes on Cid. The hands had slid up underneath his shirt and Vincent had to bite his lips to keep silent. How was Cid able to do this? Make him lose control so easily that his mind shattered? Night time…it'd be his first time since their first encounter together of Vincent getting to stay a whole night with Cid. He'd get to kiss him, cuddle against him, and overall absorb his body heat for himself. Though he doubted much else could be done, not with nosy siblings around.

"Boys! Dinner's ready! Wash up so you can come down and eat!"

Vincent blushed willing his strength to push Cid back as he tried to get orientated. He was panting and knew his face on down to his neck was probably bright red with embarrassment. He had to get some self-control. Cid didn't seem bothered about being pushed back, his smirk evident on his face as he stared at the mess he'd turned Vincent into.

"We should eat," Vincent said slipping free and opening the door. He could already hear the two twins complaining about having to eat the meatloaf. But at this point he needed the distraction. Otherwise, he was sure he'd stay up in that room with Cid and let him do whatever he wanted to him.

"I was eating," Cid said behind him but he didn't turn to look at him, feeling the eyes watching his body move and blushing knowing they were probably looking at his ass now. Control…right…keep control…this was going to be a long week.

TBC…

Yeah...I can see so much happening in the future of this fic. XD Not all good things either.