Short, aimless, cute-ish, kinda fluff, but dammit, it's an update.
The characters. They belong to Squeeeeeeeenix.
Oh, and I hope everyone had an awesome, awesome H'ween!
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(Vincent)
My revenge on Yuffie is far from complete, but I'm not going to bother with it now. When you're lying in bed, unable to sleep, that's usually a pretty good time to think about things and plan things out. But I had passed that point quite a while ago.
I roll over on my other side and look at the clock. It's only been about ten minutes since I last checked it. I've run dry of ideas for vengeful retribution. By now, I can only dwell on the fact that I will forever be awake.
Now it's been about another five minutes since I looked at the clock. My head hurts too much to lay on my back, so I wriggle around to my other side, knowing I'll still be just as restless, but still holding out for a little bit of hope.
Okay. I'm going to sleep. This is really it.
Any minute now, it's gonna happen.
Here we go.
Aaaand... Why am I not asleep?
Maybe if I turn over on my stomach again. Didn't work the last seventy times, but who knows? It could really happen this time.
Or not.
Seven minutes later, the clock needs another glance. If I don't do something soon, I swear I will just burst into a million pieces. I sit up and survey my options. I can't really see much; it's dark.
Reno's barely hanging on the edge of the bed. Guess that's what you get for sticking three people in one bed. And although I consider it for a moment, I decide to not push him all the way off. I don't really feel like being mean to him right now.
I look down at Cid, sleeping soundly in the middle. I am mentally demanding him to open his eyes.
HEY! HEY CID! WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP! Why the hell isn't this working? WAKE UP!
I move around a bit to make the mattress shift, but the movement is too subtle to wake him. "Cid? Are you asleep?" I whisper loudly, gently touching the side of his face.
"Mm... hm? I'm up..." he says, not too convincingly. "Whatcha need, Vince?"
Well shit. I hadn't actually thought that far ahead. I think I want attention. Someone to be awake with me. We can sit and stare at each other and simply acknowledge each other's awake-ness. Doesn't that sound like fun? Surely that isn't a game only I like to play. "I can't sleep."
"Have you actually laid down and tried to go to sleep?" he asks.
"For hours. It doesn't work."
"Count sheep," he suggests.
"I can't count, Cid."
"Have you actually laid down and tried to count sheep?"
"Of course. One, two, thirty-twelve, nevele-neves, trente et deux, unus, una, unum. I'm completely lost after that."
"Go out in the living room and read till you get tired."
"I can't read, Cid."
"Uh-huh. Sure. Why don'tcha go outside? Might be nice out."
I agree with Cid, but only if he comes with me. And he's kind enough to agree with me, so I give him a minute to orient himself. Then he lifts Reno's dangling arm onto the bed, makes sure he's tucked in well, and gives me a begrudging "Let's go then."
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"Have any ideas of what to do with Yuffie?" Cid asks.
"Thought I'd go with flour bombs. Maybe fill some water guns with food colouring or something."
"Nice. I'll definitely help. I'm sure Reno'll be in too."
"Thanks, Cid, for being so nice to me, and coming outside and all."
"Only cos Yuffie gave ya a damn concussion and damn near killed ya. You need a little nice treatment." Cid tosses a stick into the lake. He smirks and adds "Just don't get used to it." I know he's kidding though. He's always nice to me. Way too nice, and dammit, I do love it.
"Yeah, well, thanks anyways. I was going crazy and getting restless in bed, but I'm feeling much better now."
Cid nods in quiet acknowlegement. We sit on the edge of the dock, feeling it sway gently with the movement of the water. We're holding hands and watching the stars. It's cheesy, but the night sky isn't this clear back in the city. It gives me hopeless romantic feelings of wishing life to be like this forever. Me and him, the quiet dark. I'll hate it when the moment's over.
Oh, Vincent. How about you not worry about that right now? You're in a good mood. Yeah, Cid's hand feels pretty good. That's what I want to worry about.
"So, we gonna get married someday?"
"You and me, Cid?" I ask for clarification.
"Course 'you and me, Cid'," he laughs at my silly thoughtlessness.
"Sounds good. But what'll we do about Ree?"
"I guess we can agree to keep him around. Like a pet or somethin'."
An image comes to mind of Cid and I getting ready for sleep with Reno curled up at the foot of our bed, maybe enjoying some sort of pet biscuit. I'd like that, but I don't know how much Reno would. We'll cross that bridge when the time comes though.
"Can I give ya a kiss?"
"I don't think you have to ask anymore, Cid. You can just do it if you want."
"Then... come'ere." Cid turns my face towards his, his fingers tickling my cheek, and then twining into my hair as he places a soft kiss on my lips. He smiles and says, "So tell me about these Yuffie bombs we're going to make..."
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Shite. I'm sorry it's been so long. I just couldn't get this chapter thing out of me, but I finally came up with... something. I guess something is better than nothing, eh? And I'm sorry this is so short and pointless. I had slight ideas of what to write about, but they just weren't gonna develop and get typed into textedit. (Yeah, I do most of my work in textedit. I'm super used to it. Make fun if you feel the need.)
Well, it's been easier for me to work on later chapter things, so there should be a sizable update sorta soon.
Also, -Watches as Vinny jumps into a mountain- : )
TBC, yo!