Gifts

What do you get the man the man that has everything? Cid Grumbled as he thought about the question. Damn it. It seemed like Shinra was registering a new holiday everyday! As if there wasn't enough days already! Rufus said something about adding these days to boost the economy because apparently, "Everyone spends money on holidays!" When they had first gotten together, Cid would go all out for the vampire wannabe's birthday. Balloons, cake, expensive trips, antique guns. The same could be said for every other holiday. Cid went…..

ALL OUT.

Too bad that despite the pilot's intentions the demon vessel hated being the center of attention. It took a few years of Vincent faking being pleased (in reality he was but couldn't his husband do something a little calmer?) for the pilot to realize that maybe all the big to do wasn't what the morose vampire wanted. The years went by and things, thankfully, changed for the vampire. There were no more birthday cakes because well, it was redundant. Neither of them was exactly aging. Blowing out the candles was depressing and Cid's off tune "Happy Birthday" singing could break glass on a good day. The guns stopped as well. As Vincent so aptly put it, "I already own all the guns I need." The trips stopped when they had realized that they had been everywhere worth going. Probably the only thing that lasted was the balloons but as time went on even they stopped when his husband complained about having to clean them up.

Add to the fact that both Vincent and Cid were simple people who only wanted a simple life didn't make gifts any easier. The gruff man sighed as he took a sip of his tea and halfway drew a design for a plane with his other hand. Cidney licked his lips as he tasted the rose flavor of the tea. It had been a gift from Vincent for Valentine's day. Highwind hadn't been expecting the tea to have such a nice flavor and it had been kind that the vampire had thought of him. The pilot was snapped out of his musing's as the door drew open.

The demon vessel walked in, sat down next to his husband, and handed him a bag. The country man opened it up and pulled out a drawing pencil that had been made out of recycled materials. A grin crossed the pilot's face as he pull out a small seed pouch from his pocket and handed it to Valentine.

"Happy Let's All Recycle Day, Vin." Cidney stated with a grimace as he thought about what an idiotic name Rufus had chosen for this holiday. A shadow of a smile came over the vampire as he replied back.

"You to Captain."

Most presents that were given now were small or for the house. There was no exclamations of joy, no hugging, no jumping up and down with false promised that they would use the item. That was for the young people and there was honestly no reason for it. It was simply two men that loved each other.

After years I felt the inspiration for drabbles hit. Thanks to all who review!