Thinking
A/N: This part and the next, Discoveries, were originally one, switching between Vincent and Sephy, but I decided to write this whole set of chronicles with each instalment focusing on one character, so here is the new and improved version of "Thinking".
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, situations, or anything else from the FF games. Square does, so go bug them. Also the Idea of Sephy and Vincent is Lark's so ner.
Warning: This is your final warning: This story as, most of my fanfics/rambles do, contains a high content of Yaoi. If that is not your thing, get out! If you couldn't care: read on
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Sephiroth was is his room preparing for the night. It was a significant day today: the SOLDIER graduation ball. Sephiroth himself had just become a soldier, so this night was for him.
Eventually he decided on a Tux. He also let his long, flowing, silver hair drop down. Normally he had to tie it back for work but he enjoyed it cascading down his back where everyone could fully appreciate it.
Sephiroth left his room to go find his dancing partner. He had been arranged to dance with Scarlet- a tarty exec in the weapons development part of Shinra inc., but he blew her off to find his own match.
Sephiroth prepared this all in his mind beforehand. He had even asked professor Gast is would ok. He just hoped that this girl would accept his offer.
Sephiroth drew a deep breath and knocked on the door to Infalna's room. She opened it. Infalna was a young, beautiful girl; only about 20; in the care of professor Gast. He was another one of the Shinra Scientists, but nothing like Sephiroth's 'father'. Prof. Gast was a kind, considerate man; and young too. Perhaps that was why Hojo hated him so much.
"Are you just gonna stare at me all day or did you want something in particular?" Infalna truly did have a way with words that no other honourable lady seemed to posses.
"I.uh.um.sorry."
"Yeah, whatever. So, did you want anything?"
"Oh, um." Sephiroth drew another deep breath, this time to pluck up enough courage to appeal to Infalna. "Wouldyougotothedancewithmethisevening?" The teen said this in such a hurry he forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
"Excuse me?" Infalna gave him a peculiar look, but it was obvious she was trying to convey her bemused, confuddled feelings.
"Would you go to the dance with me this evening," Sephiroth had found his nerve and was now claming down. His respiration was at an ordinary level as well. "Please." He added as an afterthought, but when he looked up at Infalna again his heart began to race yet more.
"I'm sorry. I'm already going with someone. It was nice of you to offer though."
The shimmering haired teen's heart sank. "Oh well, perhaps some other time." He was doing all he could to stop his makou-green eyes from filling with sterile, salty tears.
"Perhaps."
"I'll go now then."
"I think that would be for the best."
Sephiroth left her room and simply broke down in the hallway, crying.
***
Sephiroth chatted with his friend, Tseng, over lunch. "I really thought she'd say yes. Oh Tseng, I haven't got anyone to go with and the ball's tonight. What hope have I got?"
"Don't worry, you could always see if Scarlet still."
"NO!" Sephiroth cut the young Turk of with that exclamation and a disgusted look written across his face. "No, I won't go with that whore, I'd be laughed at. Everyone knows she's like the village bicycle. I refuse to be seen in public with that skank!"
"Well then Seph, it looks like you'll be taking me!" Tseng chuckled as these words left his lips and Sephiroth forced a smile.
"Let's both just go alone."
"But I cant I'm not."
"Well you can now, as of this moment you are my official guest."
"Thanks mate! I owe you one."
"It's Ok, Anytime."
***
The grand hall in sector zero was beautiful. Streamers were suspended everywhere, dangling over the immense polished dance floor and a stage was set up at the front. All the graduates were back stage, waiting nervously. Sephiroth was among them saying and doing nothing. Until he heard the loudspeaker, that was.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I welcome you to the 17th annual Shinra inc. SOLDIER graduation ball. Now welcome our guests and their partners to lead the first dance of the evening"
Sh** Sephiroth still didn't have a partner to dance with.
"Please welcome. Arista Hall"
What can I do?
".Nicholas Baker"
There must be someone about here
"Elissia Thomas"
I am going to look such a fool.
".And Sephiroth!"
Sephiroth fled, running as fast as he possible could. He ran down past the stage, out of the side door, away from the hall, across sector 0 and into the Shinra building. The he stopped. His feet had carried him all the way to the courtyard by the time he had halted. No one will disturb me here. I'm miles from the hall. I doubt.His thoughts ceased and Sephiroth was suddenly aware of a noise emanating from behind him.
"Hello?" Sephiroth questioned, his voice quavering out of anxiety "Is anybody there?"
Out walked Vincent.
"Yes child. It is I. May I question why you are not attending your promenade?"
And so Sephiroth told him everything about what had happened that day.
"Yes, women are so fickle." Vincent let out a long, exasperated sigh. "I have a bottle of champagne in my quarters. Do you wish to join there for a celebration of our own?"
"Yes. I'd like that."
***
He didn't want to open his eyes in case it was all a dream. Wearily Sephiroth raised his right eye-lid and sure enough there was the man that he had secretly loved for the past five years, there was Vincent Valentine.
Sephiroth slowly sat up. The teenager quietly and carefully got dressed and, being careful to not disturb the sleeping Turk left the room. He had some serious thinking to do.
As soon as he had reached the safety of his own room, he couldn't help himself. He leapt for joy. Sephiroth had felt this was about no one ever before. At first he thought it was admiration, but know he knew it was more than that. It was love. Am I gay?
That question echoed through his head. He had only had this feeling for Vincent. Sephiroth had never felt this way about another man. Thinking about it he had never felt it for a woman either. Only Vincent. Vincent, who had been with him for as long as he could remember, Vincent, who had saved him for Hojo's grasp twice before, Vincent, Sephiroth's first true love. Yes I am.
***
Sephiroth was pacing his room. Nothing had happened last night, but nearly. What am I going to do? Who could I talk to? Then it hit him. Tseng! Sephiroth had to find him. He had to talk to Tseng. Maybe he could help.
Sephiroth left his room and set out to find Tseng. It was only half past four but Sephiroth did not feel in the slightest bit tired. He was now resolute to find Tseng and could not sleep until then. He reached the training Turk's dorm and knocked. No one answered. He is probably still asleep, Sephiroth told himself. I'll wait here until morning. He sat down. This was to be a long wait.
And it was.
***
Tseng was, just as Sephiroth, out at 7 am sharp. Sephiroth waited until he got down the corridor a bit then approached him.
"Tseng, can I talk to you for a minute"
"Sure what is it Roth?"
"Umm, well can we go somewhere a little more, private"
"Of Course we can, where would you suggest?"
"Uh, is there anyone in your dorm at the moment?"
"No, I don think so"
"How about in there then?"
"Great come on then."
The Turk's dormitory was very bare compare to Sephiroth's room. All there was were four bunk beds, and a couple of wardrobes. Tseng went over and sat down on one of the bed. He beckoned for Sephiroth to join him.
"So what is it you wished to talk to me about?"
"Well, last night."
"Oh yeah?"
"No, it's not what you think. Last night I kinda... Well this guy invited me up to his room and made a 'move' on me."
"Anyone I know?"
"No," Sephiroth lied quickly, he didn't want Tseng confronting his boss about it. That could only cause more problems. "Anyway," continued the young boy, "The thing is, I wanted him to."
"There's nothing wrong with that, so how far did he go?"
"Oh, he pulled back I don't think he wanted to get in trouble with the professor. Look, Tseng I think, I think that I'm in love with this guy "
"Then tell him how you feel, I'm sure he'll be the same way"
"Okay, I will, thanks for the advice, you're a good friend" Sephiroth left the room.
Once he was sure the boy was out of earshot Tseng said to himself "Yes, but I wish it was more than that"
~:Owari:~
A/N: There you go. One finished part of a fanfic. I actually prefer the old version, but what the hell. This is good enough. Oh well. If you do want the original, version just e-mail me and I'll be happy to send it to you.
A/N: This part and the next, Discoveries, were originally one, switching between Vincent and Sephy, but I decided to write this whole set of chronicles with each instalment focusing on one character, so here is the new and improved version of "Thinking".
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, situations, or anything else from the FF games. Square does, so go bug them. Also the Idea of Sephy and Vincent is Lark's so ner.
Warning: This is your final warning: This story as, most of my fanfics/rambles do, contains a high content of Yaoi. If that is not your thing, get out! If you couldn't care: read on
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Sephiroth was is his room preparing for the night. It was a significant day today: the SOLDIER graduation ball. Sephiroth himself had just become a soldier, so this night was for him.
Eventually he decided on a Tux. He also let his long, flowing, silver hair drop down. Normally he had to tie it back for work but he enjoyed it cascading down his back where everyone could fully appreciate it.
Sephiroth left his room to go find his dancing partner. He had been arranged to dance with Scarlet- a tarty exec in the weapons development part of Shinra inc., but he blew her off to find his own match.
Sephiroth prepared this all in his mind beforehand. He had even asked professor Gast is would ok. He just hoped that this girl would accept his offer.
Sephiroth drew a deep breath and knocked on the door to Infalna's room. She opened it. Infalna was a young, beautiful girl; only about 20; in the care of professor Gast. He was another one of the Shinra Scientists, but nothing like Sephiroth's 'father'. Prof. Gast was a kind, considerate man; and young too. Perhaps that was why Hojo hated him so much.
"Are you just gonna stare at me all day or did you want something in particular?" Infalna truly did have a way with words that no other honourable lady seemed to posses.
"I.uh.um.sorry."
"Yeah, whatever. So, did you want anything?"
"Oh, um." Sephiroth drew another deep breath, this time to pluck up enough courage to appeal to Infalna. "Wouldyougotothedancewithmethisevening?" The teen said this in such a hurry he forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
"Excuse me?" Infalna gave him a peculiar look, but it was obvious she was trying to convey her bemused, confuddled feelings.
"Would you go to the dance with me this evening," Sephiroth had found his nerve and was now claming down. His respiration was at an ordinary level as well. "Please." He added as an afterthought, but when he looked up at Infalna again his heart began to race yet more.
"I'm sorry. I'm already going with someone. It was nice of you to offer though."
The shimmering haired teen's heart sank. "Oh well, perhaps some other time." He was doing all he could to stop his makou-green eyes from filling with sterile, salty tears.
"Perhaps."
"I'll go now then."
"I think that would be for the best."
Sephiroth left her room and simply broke down in the hallway, crying.
***
Sephiroth chatted with his friend, Tseng, over lunch. "I really thought she'd say yes. Oh Tseng, I haven't got anyone to go with and the ball's tonight. What hope have I got?"
"Don't worry, you could always see if Scarlet still."
"NO!" Sephiroth cut the young Turk of with that exclamation and a disgusted look written across his face. "No, I won't go with that whore, I'd be laughed at. Everyone knows she's like the village bicycle. I refuse to be seen in public with that skank!"
"Well then Seph, it looks like you'll be taking me!" Tseng chuckled as these words left his lips and Sephiroth forced a smile.
"Let's both just go alone."
"But I cant I'm not."
"Well you can now, as of this moment you are my official guest."
"Thanks mate! I owe you one."
"It's Ok, Anytime."
***
The grand hall in sector zero was beautiful. Streamers were suspended everywhere, dangling over the immense polished dance floor and a stage was set up at the front. All the graduates were back stage, waiting nervously. Sephiroth was among them saying and doing nothing. Until he heard the loudspeaker, that was.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I welcome you to the 17th annual Shinra inc. SOLDIER graduation ball. Now welcome our guests and their partners to lead the first dance of the evening"
Sh** Sephiroth still didn't have a partner to dance with.
"Please welcome. Arista Hall"
What can I do?
".Nicholas Baker"
There must be someone about here
"Elissia Thomas"
I am going to look such a fool.
".And Sephiroth!"
Sephiroth fled, running as fast as he possible could. He ran down past the stage, out of the side door, away from the hall, across sector 0 and into the Shinra building. The he stopped. His feet had carried him all the way to the courtyard by the time he had halted. No one will disturb me here. I'm miles from the hall. I doubt.His thoughts ceased and Sephiroth was suddenly aware of a noise emanating from behind him.
"Hello?" Sephiroth questioned, his voice quavering out of anxiety "Is anybody there?"
Out walked Vincent.
"Yes child. It is I. May I question why you are not attending your promenade?"
And so Sephiroth told him everything about what had happened that day.
"Yes, women are so fickle." Vincent let out a long, exasperated sigh. "I have a bottle of champagne in my quarters. Do you wish to join there for a celebration of our own?"
"Yes. I'd like that."
***
He didn't want to open his eyes in case it was all a dream. Wearily Sephiroth raised his right eye-lid and sure enough there was the man that he had secretly loved for the past five years, there was Vincent Valentine.
Sephiroth slowly sat up. The teenager quietly and carefully got dressed and, being careful to not disturb the sleeping Turk left the room. He had some serious thinking to do.
As soon as he had reached the safety of his own room, he couldn't help himself. He leapt for joy. Sephiroth had felt this was about no one ever before. At first he thought it was admiration, but know he knew it was more than that. It was love. Am I gay?
That question echoed through his head. He had only had this feeling for Vincent. Sephiroth had never felt this way about another man. Thinking about it he had never felt it for a woman either. Only Vincent. Vincent, who had been with him for as long as he could remember, Vincent, who had saved him for Hojo's grasp twice before, Vincent, Sephiroth's first true love. Yes I am.
***
Sephiroth was pacing his room. Nothing had happened last night, but nearly. What am I going to do? Who could I talk to? Then it hit him. Tseng! Sephiroth had to find him. He had to talk to Tseng. Maybe he could help.
Sephiroth left his room and set out to find Tseng. It was only half past four but Sephiroth did not feel in the slightest bit tired. He was now resolute to find Tseng and could not sleep until then. He reached the training Turk's dorm and knocked. No one answered. He is probably still asleep, Sephiroth told himself. I'll wait here until morning. He sat down. This was to be a long wait.
And it was.
***
Tseng was, just as Sephiroth, out at 7 am sharp. Sephiroth waited until he got down the corridor a bit then approached him.
"Tseng, can I talk to you for a minute"
"Sure what is it Roth?"
"Umm, well can we go somewhere a little more, private"
"Of Course we can, where would you suggest?"
"Uh, is there anyone in your dorm at the moment?"
"No, I don think so"
"How about in there then?"
"Great come on then."
The Turk's dormitory was very bare compare to Sephiroth's room. All there was were four bunk beds, and a couple of wardrobes. Tseng went over and sat down on one of the bed. He beckoned for Sephiroth to join him.
"So what is it you wished to talk to me about?"
"Well, last night."
"Oh yeah?"
"No, it's not what you think. Last night I kinda... Well this guy invited me up to his room and made a 'move' on me."
"Anyone I know?"
"No," Sephiroth lied quickly, he didn't want Tseng confronting his boss about it. That could only cause more problems. "Anyway," continued the young boy, "The thing is, I wanted him to."
"There's nothing wrong with that, so how far did he go?"
"Oh, he pulled back I don't think he wanted to get in trouble with the professor. Look, Tseng I think, I think that I'm in love with this guy "
"Then tell him how you feel, I'm sure he'll be the same way"
"Okay, I will, thanks for the advice, you're a good friend" Sephiroth left the room.
Once he was sure the boy was out of earshot Tseng said to himself "Yes, but I wish it was more than that"
~:Owari:~
A/N: There you go. One finished part of a fanfic. I actually prefer the old version, but what the hell. This is good enough. Oh well. If you do want the original, version just e-mail me and I'll be happy to send it to you.
