Chapter 2
Vincent tossed the keys of his apartment onto the sparkling clean, brushing past Tifa who was staring around uncomfortably. It was so dark in here, damp, like it hadn't been lived in for a long time. It made her feel uneasy, though she supposed that was because she was in a new place, with a male police officer, no less.
Cloud would undoubtedly be angry with her that she hadn't tried to escape during that car ride, but those blood red eyes made her feel scared, or maybe something else. But she brushed that off, looking after the dark haired man that was supposed to squeeze information out of her, that was the only thing she was sure. Why else would he bring her here, since she was sure it had nothing to do with attraction.
"I told you, I wouldn't tell you anything. What is the use of bringing me here?" Tifa asked, shifting from one foot to the other. She felt his gaze on her, making her even more uneasy. His eyes made her feel like he could see right through her, and she didn't like that at all. Cloud couldn't even do that, and she was supposed to be in love with him
She jolted back a bit, as if trying to recoil from her thoughts Supposed to? She was! Though somehow the line of affection and love seemed to be blurring awful quickly.
Vincent watched her in barely concealed amusement, though it was quickly masked again as he opened his refrigerator, glaring into it as if it had been betrayed him. It was practically empty except for a bar of butter and his vodka bottle. He sighed. He'd have to go grocery shopping, and that was never pleasant.
Tifa bit her lip to keep from commenting on about how empty the fridge was, though blurted a bit absentmindedly, "Are you on a diet?" Vincent just glared at her, and she gave a slight sigh, tilting her head to the side. Even though Cloud was brilliant and knew how to take care of himself, he still couldn't keep a fridge stocked properly. Somehow, that small trait linked the two men, and it made the one in front of her seem more human, less. intimidating.
She flashed him a slight smile, her tension easing a bit, though her guard was still up. Well, typical working men.
"Grocery shopping, who needs it right?" Tifa asked a bit teasingly, though Vincent nothing, just staring up at her, not sure if he should be annoyed or confused. He opted for stony silence instead, earning a slight sigh from her, shaking her head as she straightened up, closing the door in something close to disgust. With a grin over her shoulder, she raised an eyebrow. "Are you coming? You can't really survive on butter alone." Tifa joked, while Vincent just watched her in confusion. She was joking with him, even teasing, something that had taken Reno weeks to have the courage to do. She reminded him so much of Lucercia, it was almost physically painful.
"Sure." With a slight nod, he followed her out the door, choosing to ignore the stares his neighbors were giving him. Everyone knew Vincent Valentine never came home with company, and let alone an attractive. There would be talk, but Vincent was used to it. Let them babble about what they had no clue about.
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Cid Highwind took a long drag of his addicting cigarette. Ah, he felt better already. That raid had gone unsuccessfully, but at least that girl could spill some information. Too bad they hadn't caught the mole instead. She obviously wasn't going to speak, but a day or two with Vincent oughta fix that. After all, not even he liked to spend more time than he needed with the moody cop. It was rumored that his former lover had gotten mixed up in one of the cases that Valentine had been working on at the time, and she gotten killed in a shoot out.
But that's what everyone said, and of course, people, even police officers in the building, tended to get their facts messed up.
Cid snorted, rolling his eyes as he continued to smoke in peace, since people had long since stopped telling him that it was bad for him. Well, Valentine did his work and didn't b**** and moan about it like some people did.
"Hey boss!" Speak of the f***ing devil. The red haired man stuck his head in the office, grinning widely, ready to cause Cid to lose ten more years of his life. He should just fire Reno and get on with it, but the guy knew how to interrogate people and get word off the streets. Besides, even though he was a sloppy, cocky b*****, he did his work and on time.
"What the h*** do you want Reno?" Cid said irritated, everyone knowing not to disturb him when he was smoking in his office unless it was important. Like his wife Shera calling or something. The janitor even gave him a 'do- not-disturb' sign as a birthday present, which was hanging on his door right now. People thought they were awful smart a**es sometimes.
"Listen boss, I know you sent that girl over there for the case's best interest, but I can't help but feel something's going to happen." Reno said, while Cid gave a slight snort, taking his cigarette out of his mouth and pointing it at Reno.
"The day that Valentine f***ing gets over his moody s*** is the day I quit smokin'." Cid said with a smirk, knowing that would be the day. Valentine seemed to have been in his lifeless coma for at least ten years, and plenty of beautiful women had eyed him and failed. Reno snorted, his head to the side.
"With all due respect sir, everyone has their limits. Besides, did you see her body?" Reno asked, his face splitting into a perverted grin while Cid just rolled his eyes, cigarette hanging out of his mouth again. Typical Reno. He could come off serious, and then end it in a total moronic way.
"Listen jacka**, Valentine ain't as horny as you, so sit your a** back in that chair and do your paperwork!" Cid roared, already furious that Reno had the audacity to come in her and interrupt his smoking just to talk about some dame's curves. But then again, Reno was local player, and always looking for greener pastures, so to speak.
Reno gave a mock salute, turning and walking out of the office with a 'hut two three four' and shut the door behind him, and Cid just sighed, smashing what was left of his cigarette into his overflowing ashtray, making a mental note to assign more paperwork to that guy more often. Lighting another and letting the nicotine flow through his veins, Cid propped his feet on his chair, staring at the ceiling, his blue eyes narrowing a bit. There were limits to everyone, and Cid hoped that Valentine knew what the f*** he was doing. Getting involved with a girl from Shinra was a f***ing insane idea.
~*Author's Notes*~ Must. sleep.*yawns* I can't really see the screen, so um. just tell me what you think. I know Cid was kinda OOC in this, but c'mon! I think Reno came out fairly decent, and the guys out there, don't take the stocking of the fridge seriously. Read and review and I'll catch you later.
Vincent tossed the keys of his apartment onto the sparkling clean, brushing past Tifa who was staring around uncomfortably. It was so dark in here, damp, like it hadn't been lived in for a long time. It made her feel uneasy, though she supposed that was because she was in a new place, with a male police officer, no less.
Cloud would undoubtedly be angry with her that she hadn't tried to escape during that car ride, but those blood red eyes made her feel scared, or maybe something else. But she brushed that off, looking after the dark haired man that was supposed to squeeze information out of her, that was the only thing she was sure. Why else would he bring her here, since she was sure it had nothing to do with attraction.
"I told you, I wouldn't tell you anything. What is the use of bringing me here?" Tifa asked, shifting from one foot to the other. She felt his gaze on her, making her even more uneasy. His eyes made her feel like he could see right through her, and she didn't like that at all. Cloud couldn't even do that, and she was supposed to be in love with him
She jolted back a bit, as if trying to recoil from her thoughts Supposed to? She was! Though somehow the line of affection and love seemed to be blurring awful quickly.
Vincent watched her in barely concealed amusement, though it was quickly masked again as he opened his refrigerator, glaring into it as if it had been betrayed him. It was practically empty except for a bar of butter and his vodka bottle. He sighed. He'd have to go grocery shopping, and that was never pleasant.
Tifa bit her lip to keep from commenting on about how empty the fridge was, though blurted a bit absentmindedly, "Are you on a diet?" Vincent just glared at her, and she gave a slight sigh, tilting her head to the side. Even though Cloud was brilliant and knew how to take care of himself, he still couldn't keep a fridge stocked properly. Somehow, that small trait linked the two men, and it made the one in front of her seem more human, less. intimidating.
She flashed him a slight smile, her tension easing a bit, though her guard was still up. Well, typical working men.
"Grocery shopping, who needs it right?" Tifa asked a bit teasingly, though Vincent nothing, just staring up at her, not sure if he should be annoyed or confused. He opted for stony silence instead, earning a slight sigh from her, shaking her head as she straightened up, closing the door in something close to disgust. With a grin over her shoulder, she raised an eyebrow. "Are you coming? You can't really survive on butter alone." Tifa joked, while Vincent just watched her in confusion. She was joking with him, even teasing, something that had taken Reno weeks to have the courage to do. She reminded him so much of Lucercia, it was almost physically painful.
"Sure." With a slight nod, he followed her out the door, choosing to ignore the stares his neighbors were giving him. Everyone knew Vincent Valentine never came home with company, and let alone an attractive. There would be talk, but Vincent was used to it. Let them babble about what they had no clue about.
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Cid Highwind took a long drag of his addicting cigarette. Ah, he felt better already. That raid had gone unsuccessfully, but at least that girl could spill some information. Too bad they hadn't caught the mole instead. She obviously wasn't going to speak, but a day or two with Vincent oughta fix that. After all, not even he liked to spend more time than he needed with the moody cop. It was rumored that his former lover had gotten mixed up in one of the cases that Valentine had been working on at the time, and she gotten killed in a shoot out.
But that's what everyone said, and of course, people, even police officers in the building, tended to get their facts messed up.
Cid snorted, rolling his eyes as he continued to smoke in peace, since people had long since stopped telling him that it was bad for him. Well, Valentine did his work and didn't b**** and moan about it like some people did.
"Hey boss!" Speak of the f***ing devil. The red haired man stuck his head in the office, grinning widely, ready to cause Cid to lose ten more years of his life. He should just fire Reno and get on with it, but the guy knew how to interrogate people and get word off the streets. Besides, even though he was a sloppy, cocky b*****, he did his work and on time.
"What the h*** do you want Reno?" Cid said irritated, everyone knowing not to disturb him when he was smoking in his office unless it was important. Like his wife Shera calling or something. The janitor even gave him a 'do- not-disturb' sign as a birthday present, which was hanging on his door right now. People thought they were awful smart a**es sometimes.
"Listen boss, I know you sent that girl over there for the case's best interest, but I can't help but feel something's going to happen." Reno said, while Cid gave a slight snort, taking his cigarette out of his mouth and pointing it at Reno.
"The day that Valentine f***ing gets over his moody s*** is the day I quit smokin'." Cid said with a smirk, knowing that would be the day. Valentine seemed to have been in his lifeless coma for at least ten years, and plenty of beautiful women had eyed him and failed. Reno snorted, his head to the side.
"With all due respect sir, everyone has their limits. Besides, did you see her body?" Reno asked, his face splitting into a perverted grin while Cid just rolled his eyes, cigarette hanging out of his mouth again. Typical Reno. He could come off serious, and then end it in a total moronic way.
"Listen jacka**, Valentine ain't as horny as you, so sit your a** back in that chair and do your paperwork!" Cid roared, already furious that Reno had the audacity to come in her and interrupt his smoking just to talk about some dame's curves. But then again, Reno was local player, and always looking for greener pastures, so to speak.
Reno gave a mock salute, turning and walking out of the office with a 'hut two three four' and shut the door behind him, and Cid just sighed, smashing what was left of his cigarette into his overflowing ashtray, making a mental note to assign more paperwork to that guy more often. Lighting another and letting the nicotine flow through his veins, Cid propped his feet on his chair, staring at the ceiling, his blue eyes narrowing a bit. There were limits to everyone, and Cid hoped that Valentine knew what the f*** he was doing. Getting involved with a girl from Shinra was a f***ing insane idea.
~*Author's Notes*~ Must. sleep.*yawns* I can't really see the screen, so um. just tell me what you think. I know Cid was kinda OOC in this, but c'mon! I think Reno came out fairly decent, and the guys out there, don't take the stocking of the fridge seriously. Read and review and I'll catch you later.