I See Nothing
Rod
Warnings: Yaoi, swearing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody..; I wish I did. Wait, I own TSUY!! :D YAY
Other: This is in first person mode. :D Yay. ; It's told by an insane Cloud.
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Fuck. Fuckity Fuck. Fuck Fries and a Side of Dip. My hand is really hurting
me now. Lets punch glass! Brilliant, sheer brilliance on my part. Oh well,
you know what they say. You can't take a shower without punching a
mirror.. or.. something. Better yet, Vincent, Tifa, Cid, and Nanaki had
all cuaght up to me. Tifa fell to her knees. I think she's used to that by
now. Heaving her mammoth chest over, she let out a cry and took my
bloodied hand.
" Cloud! You're hurt! "
No shit Sherlock. Where do you come up with this shit, Tifa? After
all we been through, I think I'd know if I was hurt or not. You don't
need to treat me like some fucking mentally retarded baby. I'm probably
insane, I must admit, but I'm not THAT bad. Yeah, I know. I'm cynical.
And it's showing. I'm the kind of all cynicalness that would ever be
cynical land. Making fun of my childhood friend, because she's worried
about me? Am I really that bad? Hell yes. I watched as Nanaki
made his way over to the other person, and sniffed him lightly.
" He smells .. like Cloud. "
Wait, I took a shower. I don't smell like some evil hobo in Midgar. Wait,
I don't think Red was meaning to be offensive. My bad. I watched as
the boy twitched and winced, as if trying to shake off something in
his head.
" He's Cloud.. ?" The boy spoke up slowly, looking at Nanaki.
At first, Red's appearence should of scared the kid. I mean, he scared
me. I think that was right after he began to spew words at me, though.
Nothing like having some catdog thing outsmart you. Hah. Catdog.
That was the stupidest cartoon ever. You had a cat on your ass, and
the dog had a cat shoved half way up to Golden Suacer. Whoever
makes these stupid cartoons needs to DIE. Ahaha.. Wait. Morbid
thinking isn't good, Cloud. Bad, Bad Cloud.
" I-I'll go now.. "
I couldn't help but feel for the poor kid. I mean, Tifa has these jugs
of death that could measure up to be bigger then his head. Red
looks like one of those things that you'd find in a pound. The type
of thing that nobody would buy because it's so damn ugly and
freaky looking. Vincent.. He's got a claw and broods so damn
much that it could morph into a sphere around him. Anyone who
gets too close to the 'Brood Sphere' would instantly be depressed.
And Cid was a grungy old pilot, no questions asked. If Cait Sith
was here, he'd be out of here no problem. But I didn't want him
to leave. I don't know why. I just wanted someone, who could
probably almost reach to my height of insanity. It'd be nice company.
The wall can only answer so many questions until it gets bored
and decides not to talk anymore.
" Wait.. Don't go. " I said, looking to the boy. "Stay.. "
" The two mental jerks wanna stay together, huh? " Cid mumbled, taking
a drag of his smoke.
You know what Cid. Shut the fuck up. I probably had more friends
then you, you black lunged pig.Atleast I don't have some nicotine
addiction. You probably joined a chain gang and were beat up
by the mafia so bad that you'd have to take out all your sexual
tension on Shera.. What the fuck? I'll stop now.
" Yes. Please, Stay. " I heard Vincent speak up.
" Oh.. No.. O-Only if you have enough room.. " The boy whispered.
" Of course we do. If not, we always have an extra coffin. "
I could tell that Vincent was joking. The guy had some weird ass
sense of humor, I could tell you that much. He's not funny. He
should try to stop that and just keep to being broody, because
that's what he's good at. Being silent and broody. The kid looked
confused. He didn't get the joke. Well, it makes sense. It's more
of an 'inside' joke. A joke that Vincent should only tell to his
inner demons or some shit. He talks about them so much,
one guy might thing he's having an affair with them or something.
Dude. That'd be freaky. I better tell the kid that Vince was joking.
He might think that Vincent would try to kill him and shove him
in a coffin or something. I wouldn't doubt he's plotting something
like it, though.
" .. He's joking. " I said slowly, before Tifa helped me up. I could
get myself up all by myself. I'm a big boy. She began to lead
me back to the house, assuming the others were following.
What the hell, I can walk on my own. And stop stroking
my hand like that, it's not going to fall off. As we got back
inside Tifa's house.. Yeah. We lived in TIfa's house. She
sat me down on the couch, as the others came in. Then
the girl starts to wrap up my hand. What, I CAN do this by
myself. The boy took a seat next to me. Surprisingly,
Vincent was the one who broke the silence. What's he
trying to do here, hit on the kid?
" So . Who are you? " He said, in a deathly monotone.
" ... T-Tsuy Garu.. "
I'm not one to judge names. My own name is Cloud for god's
sake. But TSUY GARU? He sounds like frickin bible character.
Atleast it's not as corny as.. lets say, CID HIGHWIND, or
TIFA LOCKHEART. I don't have anything against these people.
I swear!
Wait a second. I think Vincent KNEW that we didn't have
enough rooms for the kid. We don't have guest rooms.
I really do think he's plotting something. He might try to
rape the kid in a coffin or something. Lets ask
Vincent what his evil broody mind is plotting, shall we?
" Vincent.. We don't have enough rooms for Tsuy. "
Well, Red beat me to ask the question. Damn catdog thing.
I think Red can read my mind. Either that or he's just that
smart, that he knows everything. Even before it happens.
What the..?
" .. We don't? Unfortunate, Well, He can room.. "
I cut Vincent off. Fuck you, Vince. You're not going to have
the blonde pouf in YOUR goth room. Hah. I actually stopped
someone from talking. Now they need to hear my expert
opinion.
" With me. "
Well, Well! The big two words! Six letters all together! Damn,
I should start writing some poetry. Those little punks manage
to make millions of dollars by stringing together little incomplete
sentences. What do they have that I don't?
" With you? Cloud, are you sure? " Tifa squeeked, as she
finished wrapping up my injured hand. She probably would
of mummified me if she hadn't of looked up.
" Yes. "
I didn't need to lecture on about why he should. Tsuy just
seems like the type of kid I could get along with. Don't
look at me like that. He looks nice. Really. Screw you if
you don't agree, because I don't care. I could tell
Vincent was annoyed alittle, just by the way his face
twitched. I grinned inwardly. That's right Vince, he's
rooming with me. Go back to your dead chick.
Rod
Warnings: Yaoi, swearing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody..; I wish I did. Wait, I own TSUY!! :D YAY
Other: This is in first person mode. :D Yay. ; It's told by an insane Cloud.
_____________________________________________
Fuck. Fuckity Fuck. Fuck Fries and a Side of Dip. My hand is really hurting
me now. Lets punch glass! Brilliant, sheer brilliance on my part. Oh well,
you know what they say. You can't take a shower without punching a
mirror.. or.. something. Better yet, Vincent, Tifa, Cid, and Nanaki had
all cuaght up to me. Tifa fell to her knees. I think she's used to that by
now. Heaving her mammoth chest over, she let out a cry and took my
bloodied hand.
" Cloud! You're hurt! "
No shit Sherlock. Where do you come up with this shit, Tifa? After
all we been through, I think I'd know if I was hurt or not. You don't
need to treat me like some fucking mentally retarded baby. I'm probably
insane, I must admit, but I'm not THAT bad. Yeah, I know. I'm cynical.
And it's showing. I'm the kind of all cynicalness that would ever be
cynical land. Making fun of my childhood friend, because she's worried
about me? Am I really that bad? Hell yes. I watched as Nanaki
made his way over to the other person, and sniffed him lightly.
" He smells .. like Cloud. "
Wait, I took a shower. I don't smell like some evil hobo in Midgar. Wait,
I don't think Red was meaning to be offensive. My bad. I watched as
the boy twitched and winced, as if trying to shake off something in
his head.
" He's Cloud.. ?" The boy spoke up slowly, looking at Nanaki.
At first, Red's appearence should of scared the kid. I mean, he scared
me. I think that was right after he began to spew words at me, though.
Nothing like having some catdog thing outsmart you. Hah. Catdog.
That was the stupidest cartoon ever. You had a cat on your ass, and
the dog had a cat shoved half way up to Golden Suacer. Whoever
makes these stupid cartoons needs to DIE. Ahaha.. Wait. Morbid
thinking isn't good, Cloud. Bad, Bad Cloud.
" I-I'll go now.. "
I couldn't help but feel for the poor kid. I mean, Tifa has these jugs
of death that could measure up to be bigger then his head. Red
looks like one of those things that you'd find in a pound. The type
of thing that nobody would buy because it's so damn ugly and
freaky looking. Vincent.. He's got a claw and broods so damn
much that it could morph into a sphere around him. Anyone who
gets too close to the 'Brood Sphere' would instantly be depressed.
And Cid was a grungy old pilot, no questions asked. If Cait Sith
was here, he'd be out of here no problem. But I didn't want him
to leave. I don't know why. I just wanted someone, who could
probably almost reach to my height of insanity. It'd be nice company.
The wall can only answer so many questions until it gets bored
and decides not to talk anymore.
" Wait.. Don't go. " I said, looking to the boy. "Stay.. "
" The two mental jerks wanna stay together, huh? " Cid mumbled, taking
a drag of his smoke.
You know what Cid. Shut the fuck up. I probably had more friends
then you, you black lunged pig.Atleast I don't have some nicotine
addiction. You probably joined a chain gang and were beat up
by the mafia so bad that you'd have to take out all your sexual
tension on Shera.. What the fuck? I'll stop now.
" Yes. Please, Stay. " I heard Vincent speak up.
" Oh.. No.. O-Only if you have enough room.. " The boy whispered.
" Of course we do. If not, we always have an extra coffin. "
I could tell that Vincent was joking. The guy had some weird ass
sense of humor, I could tell you that much. He's not funny. He
should try to stop that and just keep to being broody, because
that's what he's good at. Being silent and broody. The kid looked
confused. He didn't get the joke. Well, it makes sense. It's more
of an 'inside' joke. A joke that Vincent should only tell to his
inner demons or some shit. He talks about them so much,
one guy might thing he's having an affair with them or something.
Dude. That'd be freaky. I better tell the kid that Vince was joking.
He might think that Vincent would try to kill him and shove him
in a coffin or something. I wouldn't doubt he's plotting something
like it, though.
" .. He's joking. " I said slowly, before Tifa helped me up. I could
get myself up all by myself. I'm a big boy. She began to lead
me back to the house, assuming the others were following.
What the hell, I can walk on my own. And stop stroking
my hand like that, it's not going to fall off. As we got back
inside Tifa's house.. Yeah. We lived in TIfa's house. She
sat me down on the couch, as the others came in. Then
the girl starts to wrap up my hand. What, I CAN do this by
myself. The boy took a seat next to me. Surprisingly,
Vincent was the one who broke the silence. What's he
trying to do here, hit on the kid?
" So . Who are you? " He said, in a deathly monotone.
" ... T-Tsuy Garu.. "
I'm not one to judge names. My own name is Cloud for god's
sake. But TSUY GARU? He sounds like frickin bible character.
Atleast it's not as corny as.. lets say, CID HIGHWIND, or
TIFA LOCKHEART. I don't have anything against these people.
I swear!
Wait a second. I think Vincent KNEW that we didn't have
enough rooms for the kid. We don't have guest rooms.
I really do think he's plotting something. He might try to
rape the kid in a coffin or something. Lets ask
Vincent what his evil broody mind is plotting, shall we?
" Vincent.. We don't have enough rooms for Tsuy. "
Well, Red beat me to ask the question. Damn catdog thing.
I think Red can read my mind. Either that or he's just that
smart, that he knows everything. Even before it happens.
What the..?
" .. We don't? Unfortunate, Well, He can room.. "
I cut Vincent off. Fuck you, Vince. You're not going to have
the blonde pouf in YOUR goth room. Hah. I actually stopped
someone from talking. Now they need to hear my expert
opinion.
" With me. "
Well, Well! The big two words! Six letters all together! Damn,
I should start writing some poetry. Those little punks manage
to make millions of dollars by stringing together little incomplete
sentences. What do they have that I don't?
" With you? Cloud, are you sure? " Tifa squeeked, as she
finished wrapping up my injured hand. She probably would
of mummified me if she hadn't of looked up.
" Yes. "
I didn't need to lecture on about why he should. Tsuy just
seems like the type of kid I could get along with. Don't
look at me like that. He looks nice. Really. Screw you if
you don't agree, because I don't care. I could tell
Vincent was annoyed alittle, just by the way his face
twitched. I grinned inwardly. That's right Vince, he's
rooming with me. Go back to your dead chick.