Never Knew You
Chapter 7
Notes: I am so freakin tired right now..I haven't slept for more than an hour for two days straight, and it's taking it's toll. So, I think I might wrap this up soon here, because of the amount of other projects I have, as well as the lack of feedback I'm getting from this. So far I have one source of contant feedback. C'mon people, I'm begging here. Comment, flame, anything! Just let me know what people think of my forays into serious fanfiction, so I can get back to comedy!
Arigato.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The nightmares never came.
Vincent expected the worst of his disturbing visions to present themselves, but nothing appeared. It was a dreamless sleep, and he was thankful for that. Chaos may have chided him now and then in the cold recesses of his mind, but Vincent had developed the ability, over the past twenty years as the demon's host, to block him out.
The ex-Turk was also aware of something over him. It wasn't really heavy...but it was warm. It comforted him somehow. He opened his eyes slightly, only to find Cid's arm resting over his chest. The pilot was deep asleep, a content smile on his face. Vincent smiled back, but didn't move, lest Cid should wake up.
The rain was still falling, but lighter now. He still even doubted that he could make Chaos' wings come again, even if the rain had stopped. Vincent was still curious about that. How was he able to retain his body with the demon's wings? He didn't think he would ever find the answer. Mearly pushing it aside to consider later, he closed his eyes again.
How do you feel, Valentine? Chaos snickered.
'I'm ignoring you...' Vincent thought the reply, though he knew this wasn't all the demon would say.
Really now? Well, I think I'll talk to myself then...
'Quietly, perhaps?'
Do you actually believe I will?
Vincent sighed, and began blocking Chaos out, focusing on the simple things, as he normally did. The pitter-patter of the rain outside the cave. The breathing, echoed, of the two. The sound of something in the distance...what was that?
Beside him, his companion stirred, hearing the noise also.
***
If Vincent, for a small time, was relived of his nightmares, then Cid, for the same small time, gained some. Nightmares had never really bothered the pilot; most times he had them, he knew he was only sleeping, and woke himself up. This time, however, was quite different.
For him, bad dreams had always been about something bad happening to him. In this dream, something was happening to someone he cared about. And he was forced to stand, watching in horror, as these events took place.
Back in the lab. That place had been forever etched into Cid's memory, the cold dark room. He was now seeing what Vincent must see every time he closes his eyes. He knew what was going on, from the story his friend had told him. Hojo was cutting him up. Just like he had tried to do with the both of them. But this time, the scientist was succeeding. Vincent's screams filled his head as he watched, unable to move. There seemed to be red everywhere, and he knew exactly what is was.
"NOOOOO!!!"
***
"NOOOOO!!!"
The yell from his friend made Vincent jump up in shock. Quickly, he turned to the other to see what danger had befallen him, only to see the pilot still asleep. It was a fitful sleep, but sleep nonetheless. He had to be having a nightmare.
How ironic... Chaos purred, He starts having them, once you stopped...
If Chaos had been a physical entity, Vincent would have hit him. He grabbed Cid by the shoulders and shook him. "Highwind! Wake up!"
Sky blue eyes opened wide. Cid was gasping and shaking.
"Highwind...are you alright?"
Cid blinked a few times to clear his mind. But the dream's images still shone through. "Yeah...just a bad dream..."
Vincent wrapped his arms round his knees. "Do you want to talk about it?"
'It might upset him...' the thought flashed through Cid's mind. "Nah, that's okay. You propbably don't care..."
The stoic man looked almost hurt. "Of course I do Highwind. Whatever it is, you can tell me."
The blond looked worriedly at his friend. "Fine. It was...it was about you."
"Me?"
He nodded. "I saw...your past. I saw what happened in the lab twenty years ago, and I understand why you freaked like that. @#$%, look at me, I did too..."
Vincent didn't know how to respond to this. "My...past...?"
The conversation was interrupted by a huge crash of thunder. The rain wasn't ending anytime soon. There was a silence that followed the thunder. Both of them wanted to say something, but didn't know just quite what.
Finally, Cid spoke up. "Hey, thanks for cleaning me up."
Vincent nodded almost uncomfortably. "It was no problem."
There was a noise. The noise Vincent had heard earlier. It sounded closer this time.
"What the #$%^...?" Cid got up to look out of the cavern's mouth. Wordlessly, Vincent joined him. Whatever it was, it was closing in fast.
And neither knew if that ws a good or bad thing...
Chapter 7
Notes: I am so freakin tired right now..I haven't slept for more than an hour for two days straight, and it's taking it's toll. So, I think I might wrap this up soon here, because of the amount of other projects I have, as well as the lack of feedback I'm getting from this. So far I have one source of contant feedback. C'mon people, I'm begging here. Comment, flame, anything! Just let me know what people think of my forays into serious fanfiction, so I can get back to comedy!
Arigato.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The nightmares never came.
Vincent expected the worst of his disturbing visions to present themselves, but nothing appeared. It was a dreamless sleep, and he was thankful for that. Chaos may have chided him now and then in the cold recesses of his mind, but Vincent had developed the ability, over the past twenty years as the demon's host, to block him out.
The ex-Turk was also aware of something over him. It wasn't really heavy...but it was warm. It comforted him somehow. He opened his eyes slightly, only to find Cid's arm resting over his chest. The pilot was deep asleep, a content smile on his face. Vincent smiled back, but didn't move, lest Cid should wake up.
The rain was still falling, but lighter now. He still even doubted that he could make Chaos' wings come again, even if the rain had stopped. Vincent was still curious about that. How was he able to retain his body with the demon's wings? He didn't think he would ever find the answer. Mearly pushing it aside to consider later, he closed his eyes again.
How do you feel, Valentine? Chaos snickered.
'I'm ignoring you...' Vincent thought the reply, though he knew this wasn't all the demon would say.
Really now? Well, I think I'll talk to myself then...
'Quietly, perhaps?'
Do you actually believe I will?
Vincent sighed, and began blocking Chaos out, focusing on the simple things, as he normally did. The pitter-patter of the rain outside the cave. The breathing, echoed, of the two. The sound of something in the distance...what was that?
Beside him, his companion stirred, hearing the noise also.
***
If Vincent, for a small time, was relived of his nightmares, then Cid, for the same small time, gained some. Nightmares had never really bothered the pilot; most times he had them, he knew he was only sleeping, and woke himself up. This time, however, was quite different.
For him, bad dreams had always been about something bad happening to him. In this dream, something was happening to someone he cared about. And he was forced to stand, watching in horror, as these events took place.
Back in the lab. That place had been forever etched into Cid's memory, the cold dark room. He was now seeing what Vincent must see every time he closes his eyes. He knew what was going on, from the story his friend had told him. Hojo was cutting him up. Just like he had tried to do with the both of them. But this time, the scientist was succeeding. Vincent's screams filled his head as he watched, unable to move. There seemed to be red everywhere, and he knew exactly what is was.
"NOOOOO!!!"
***
"NOOOOO!!!"
The yell from his friend made Vincent jump up in shock. Quickly, he turned to the other to see what danger had befallen him, only to see the pilot still asleep. It was a fitful sleep, but sleep nonetheless. He had to be having a nightmare.
How ironic... Chaos purred, He starts having them, once you stopped...
If Chaos had been a physical entity, Vincent would have hit him. He grabbed Cid by the shoulders and shook him. "Highwind! Wake up!"
Sky blue eyes opened wide. Cid was gasping and shaking.
"Highwind...are you alright?"
Cid blinked a few times to clear his mind. But the dream's images still shone through. "Yeah...just a bad dream..."
Vincent wrapped his arms round his knees. "Do you want to talk about it?"
'It might upset him...' the thought flashed through Cid's mind. "Nah, that's okay. You propbably don't care..."
The stoic man looked almost hurt. "Of course I do Highwind. Whatever it is, you can tell me."
The blond looked worriedly at his friend. "Fine. It was...it was about you."
"Me?"
He nodded. "I saw...your past. I saw what happened in the lab twenty years ago, and I understand why you freaked like that. @#$%, look at me, I did too..."
Vincent didn't know how to respond to this. "My...past...?"
The conversation was interrupted by a huge crash of thunder. The rain wasn't ending anytime soon. There was a silence that followed the thunder. Both of them wanted to say something, but didn't know just quite what.
Finally, Cid spoke up. "Hey, thanks for cleaning me up."
Vincent nodded almost uncomfortably. "It was no problem."
There was a noise. The noise Vincent had heard earlier. It sounded closer this time.
"What the #$%^...?" Cid got up to look out of the cavern's mouth. Wordlessly, Vincent joined him. Whatever it was, it was closing in fast.
And neither knew if that ws a good or bad thing...