Believe in Everything
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: I still do not own "Oasis" or the characters or Final Fantasy 7. How very sad for me. *sniff*
Warnings: Shonen-ai, mild cussing, depressing themes. CidxVincent story.
"More than eternally embracing an illusion
In a moment I'd choose freedom
Unfold your wings and take off into the sky
Before you're burned, become the sun
Blow, oh wind... It guides you into the sky
Before your whole self is taken away"
Numbingly Cold:
The ride came to a stop far two soon for both. Cid's arms where still wrapped comfortingly around the raven-haired man as he wept silently. His body would jerk every now in then, soon the jerk would be followed by a shiver. Still he hadn't made a sound. His blood red eyes where squeezed shut,; they seemed painfully tight. There was something he didn't want to see, but the pilot didn't understand what. At this point Cid was afraid that if he said anything, he would startle Vincent and only make him cry harder. He did the only thing that he could do; sit silently and wait.
"Sir," the person who had been running the ride said, looking over at the two, "I'm sorry but you're going to have to get off this ride, it's going to be starting up again soon."
Cid looked at her, half glaring. He reached inside his pocket, his arm moving making Vincent whimper slightly. When he pulled it out he had enough GP for them to make their way around two more times. He handed it to the worker, who looked frustrated by took it. "Just start the fucking ride and leave us alone," the blonde-gray haired pilot said snappishly, thankful for the fact that if the worker where to go against his words the would surely be fired.
His arm wrapped around the crying form once again. The body beneath him tensed a bit, having not expected the added warmth so suddenly. "Cid," Vincent whispered, opening his blood red eyes to get a better look at the pilot, "I'm sorry I yelled at you." All he got was a silent nod and a slight smile, showing the blonde was still not up to speaking in fear of sending Vincent off into another emotion rampage. "You don't have to be so gentle with me. I'm not a doll, I won't break."
"But you just did," the blonde stated plainly. Blood red eyes glared fiercely at him. "You're going to yell at me again aren't you?"
"I believe I have every right to," Vincent snapped wiggling away from the warm embrace, "even if I am a doll, I am not your doll, so there is no need for you to worry." He huffed a little in annoyance, causing Cid to cringe slightly. This side of Vincent was rather frightening to him. You never knew when it was going to blow up, and what damage it will do once it does. "But I'm not a doll anyways," he grumbled slightly under his breath.
The ride started up again, catching the raven-haired man off guard. He lost his footing, and fell back onto Cid, knocking him down to the ground. A small groan escaped Vincent's lips, not fully aware that he was completely over the pilot in what would be a hard position to explain having someone else have seen it. His gaze fell upon the blonde's face, having lifted his head a little.
Warm breath hit his lips repeatedly. He didn't like the effect it was having on him. He could feel his lips throbbing, and his heart pounding in the back of his head. Blood red eyes met the gaze of blue ones, and almost in an instant, fluttered closed as his pulsing lips caught the others.
Instinctively Vincent's hand found it's way to Cid's jaw when he felt the body beneath him tense. His blue eyes where impossibly wide. He couldn't believe, of all the people, Vincent Valentine was kissing him. On top of that, it was a very affectionate kiss; not hard or rough like some might think, but in fact it was very soft. His eyes closed much like the others, when the soft flesh of Vincent's fingers stroked his jaw, causing him to relax.
Shivers ran through his body with ever rub against the skin of his face, causing him to moan slightly into the kiss; his lips parting. His own hand reached up, tangling itself in the river of raven hair. He groaned softly when Vincent pulled away from the kiss.
Vincent pushed himself off of the older man, and began to pace back and forth through the car. "What is wrong with me?" he cursed to himself, "I can't believe I kissed you!" His head shook, raven locks falling over his eyes, hiding them from Cid's view. "I'm such an idiot. I need to learn to think before I act."
For what seemed like forever, the raven haired man continued ranting on about how he shouldn't have done that. Most of the ranting went right over Cid's head. He was completely lost. He couldn't figured out wither or not he should be offended by the outbursts of anger, or reach out and kiss the other again. Deciding that the latter of the two wouldn't really help the situation, no matter how much he wanted to do it, he sighed and thought it be best that he actually stood up for himself.
"Why does it matter anyways? It was just one kiss," Cid stated matter-of-factly.
Blood red eyes snapped over in his direction as Vincent stopped pacing about the car. "I know it was just one kiss," the raven haired man snapped, "but of all the people I had to go and kiss, it just had to be you!"
After opening and closing his mouth a few times, Cid gave up on trying to say something about that comment. It had hurt, a little too much. He let his head hang, his blue eyes fixed down on the floor as the raven haired man began to pace about the car once again.
"You're rude, selfish, cocky and most of all," Vincent said, the cruel tone of voice not easing up in the slightest bit. Every word that he spoke was another knife jabbed into Cid's heart, "you act like you know everything when you know nothing. You're impossible."
"You're the one who's impossible," the pilot managed to choke out, but Vincent was listening even the slightest bit.
Neither said anything as the car stopped once again at the beginning of the ride. Vincent exited quickly, hurrying towards the jump hole where he could go back to the Ghost Hotel. Cid, however, stayed looking blankly off at the stars. Nothing that had just happened made any sense to him. One second Vincent had kissed him like he was in love, and the next he was yelling at him again, this time with insults.
"I don't understand you Vincent Valentine," he whispered softly, letting his blue eyes close.
End Notes:
Gomen nasai for the upsetting second chapter. I feel sorry for Cid. *sniff* I hope everyone enjoyed it though. I still have five parts left to this story. I'll try to be faster. ^^; Please tell me what you thought.
Rated: PG-13
Disclaimer: I still do not own "Oasis" or the characters or Final Fantasy 7. How very sad for me. *sniff*
Warnings: Shonen-ai, mild cussing, depressing themes. CidxVincent story.
"More than eternally embracing an illusion
In a moment I'd choose freedom
Unfold your wings and take off into the sky
Before you're burned, become the sun
Blow, oh wind... It guides you into the sky
Before your whole self is taken away"
Numbingly Cold:
The ride came to a stop far two soon for both. Cid's arms where still wrapped comfortingly around the raven-haired man as he wept silently. His body would jerk every now in then, soon the jerk would be followed by a shiver. Still he hadn't made a sound. His blood red eyes where squeezed shut,; they seemed painfully tight. There was something he didn't want to see, but the pilot didn't understand what. At this point Cid was afraid that if he said anything, he would startle Vincent and only make him cry harder. He did the only thing that he could do; sit silently and wait.
"Sir," the person who had been running the ride said, looking over at the two, "I'm sorry but you're going to have to get off this ride, it's going to be starting up again soon."
Cid looked at her, half glaring. He reached inside his pocket, his arm moving making Vincent whimper slightly. When he pulled it out he had enough GP for them to make their way around two more times. He handed it to the worker, who looked frustrated by took it. "Just start the fucking ride and leave us alone," the blonde-gray haired pilot said snappishly, thankful for the fact that if the worker where to go against his words the would surely be fired.
His arm wrapped around the crying form once again. The body beneath him tensed a bit, having not expected the added warmth so suddenly. "Cid," Vincent whispered, opening his blood red eyes to get a better look at the pilot, "I'm sorry I yelled at you." All he got was a silent nod and a slight smile, showing the blonde was still not up to speaking in fear of sending Vincent off into another emotion rampage. "You don't have to be so gentle with me. I'm not a doll, I won't break."
"But you just did," the blonde stated plainly. Blood red eyes glared fiercely at him. "You're going to yell at me again aren't you?"
"I believe I have every right to," Vincent snapped wiggling away from the warm embrace, "even if I am a doll, I am not your doll, so there is no need for you to worry." He huffed a little in annoyance, causing Cid to cringe slightly. This side of Vincent was rather frightening to him. You never knew when it was going to blow up, and what damage it will do once it does. "But I'm not a doll anyways," he grumbled slightly under his breath.
The ride started up again, catching the raven-haired man off guard. He lost his footing, and fell back onto Cid, knocking him down to the ground. A small groan escaped Vincent's lips, not fully aware that he was completely over the pilot in what would be a hard position to explain having someone else have seen it. His gaze fell upon the blonde's face, having lifted his head a little.
Warm breath hit his lips repeatedly. He didn't like the effect it was having on him. He could feel his lips throbbing, and his heart pounding in the back of his head. Blood red eyes met the gaze of blue ones, and almost in an instant, fluttered closed as his pulsing lips caught the others.
Instinctively Vincent's hand found it's way to Cid's jaw when he felt the body beneath him tense. His blue eyes where impossibly wide. He couldn't believe, of all the people, Vincent Valentine was kissing him. On top of that, it was a very affectionate kiss; not hard or rough like some might think, but in fact it was very soft. His eyes closed much like the others, when the soft flesh of Vincent's fingers stroked his jaw, causing him to relax.
Shivers ran through his body with ever rub against the skin of his face, causing him to moan slightly into the kiss; his lips parting. His own hand reached up, tangling itself in the river of raven hair. He groaned softly when Vincent pulled away from the kiss.
Vincent pushed himself off of the older man, and began to pace back and forth through the car. "What is wrong with me?" he cursed to himself, "I can't believe I kissed you!" His head shook, raven locks falling over his eyes, hiding them from Cid's view. "I'm such an idiot. I need to learn to think before I act."
For what seemed like forever, the raven haired man continued ranting on about how he shouldn't have done that. Most of the ranting went right over Cid's head. He was completely lost. He couldn't figured out wither or not he should be offended by the outbursts of anger, or reach out and kiss the other again. Deciding that the latter of the two wouldn't really help the situation, no matter how much he wanted to do it, he sighed and thought it be best that he actually stood up for himself.
"Why does it matter anyways? It was just one kiss," Cid stated matter-of-factly.
Blood red eyes snapped over in his direction as Vincent stopped pacing about the car. "I know it was just one kiss," the raven haired man snapped, "but of all the people I had to go and kiss, it just had to be you!"
After opening and closing his mouth a few times, Cid gave up on trying to say something about that comment. It had hurt, a little too much. He let his head hang, his blue eyes fixed down on the floor as the raven haired man began to pace about the car once again.
"You're rude, selfish, cocky and most of all," Vincent said, the cruel tone of voice not easing up in the slightest bit. Every word that he spoke was another knife jabbed into Cid's heart, "you act like you know everything when you know nothing. You're impossible."
"You're the one who's impossible," the pilot managed to choke out, but Vincent was listening even the slightest bit.
Neither said anything as the car stopped once again at the beginning of the ride. Vincent exited quickly, hurrying towards the jump hole where he could go back to the Ghost Hotel. Cid, however, stayed looking blankly off at the stars. Nothing that had just happened made any sense to him. One second Vincent had kissed him like he was in love, and the next he was yelling at him again, this time with insults.
"I don't understand you Vincent Valentine," he whispered softly, letting his blue eyes close.
End Notes:
Gomen nasai for the upsetting second chapter. I feel sorry for Cid. *sniff* I hope everyone enjoyed it though. I still have five parts left to this story. I'll try to be faster. ^^; Please tell me what you thought.