Title: For Whom the Bell Tolls
Author: Sae
Fan-verse: Kingdom Hearts FFVII
Couplings: VincentXCid, some implied CloudXSephiroth
Rating: PG-13 and most likely to stay that way.
Disclaimer: KH & FFVII belong to Squaresoft. The song-ness in each chapter belongs to Metallica.
Not me. Nope, nope, nope.
Warnings: Yaoi. Many little kids running around. Blatent screw-up-ed-ness of Sephiroth's family. (Hey, this is KH, ANYTHING could happen) Sad, sad angst at the end. Chibi Zell.....On sugar.
Chapter 4: Breakfast Interlude
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Vincent had eaten breakfast in some strange places, but never in a workshop, sitting on a wooden bench with a pile of gears beside him, his plate balanced in his lap, and conversing with a mechanic and his assistant. Cid had come to his room that morning and invited him to breakfast. He didn't mention that they'd be eating in Cid's workshop and with his assistant, a quiet young woman named Shera. While Vincent sat on a workbench, Shera perched on a large box, and Cid sat in a wooden wheeled chair. A servant had brought a large tray full of food, mostly fruit, which sat on the bench beside Vincent within easy reach of all three of them.
Shera and Cid asked comfortable questions, what he liked to do, where he had grown up, did he like to read, or draw, or sing, or dance; staying away from questions having to do with Queen Lucretia or King Hojo. Vincent answered them all truthfully and asked a few of his own, mainly concerned with what had changed since he last walked about and what had not.
Despite the odd setting, despite Cid's rough-hewn bluntness and Shera's shyness, despite the fact that twenty-four hours before he had been having a nightmare in a coffin, despite the fact that he normally disliked grapes and yet was currently popping one in his mouth, Vincent felt oddly at ease. He would have expected to still be jumpy and nervous like he had been the day before. Maybe it was because there were no children around here.
Cid popped the last bite of his toast into his mouth. "So, Vincent," He said, propping his feet up on the bench on the side of Vincent away from the tray. "What're you going to do now? Or have you not figured that out yet?"
Vincent sighed. "No, I have not." He admitted. "I have been offered a place here in the castle, but I do not know what I will do here."
Cid shrugged. "You'll figure out something." He stood, stretching his arms above his head. "But for now, I've-" He broke off as a commotion was heard outside. The door opened and Sephiroth stuck in his head. Below him, two more faces appeared, both young girls, a red-haired girl of ten or eleven and a black haired girl of six.
"Hurry." Sephiroth said. "Two creatures out of nowhere out on the balcony. If they're dangerous, we might need help."
The girl with the black hair ran in the room and tugged at Cid's arm. "C'mon, Mister Cid!" She said, "Let's go see!"
"No way, Yuffie." Cid said firmly. You and Aerith stay here with Shera, hear me?"
"Aw, Cid." Aerith whined. "Sephy, do we have to?"
"My name's Sephiroth and yes, you have to stay here." Sephiroth replied. "Keep them out of trouble." he told Shera.
"Yes, m'Lord." Shera said. Vincent slid down from his seat and followed Cid and Sephiroth.
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Author: Sae
Fan-verse: Kingdom Hearts FFVII
Couplings: VincentXCid, some implied CloudXSephiroth
Rating: PG-13 and most likely to stay that way.
Disclaimer: KH & FFVII belong to Squaresoft. The song-ness in each chapter belongs to Metallica.
Not me. Nope, nope, nope.
Warnings: Yaoi. Many little kids running around. Blatent screw-up-ed-ness of Sephiroth's family. (Hey, this is KH, ANYTHING could happen) Sad, sad angst at the end. Chibi Zell.....On sugar.
Chapter 4: Breakfast Interlude
o o o
Vincent had eaten breakfast in some strange places, but never in a workshop, sitting on a wooden bench with a pile of gears beside him, his plate balanced in his lap, and conversing with a mechanic and his assistant. Cid had come to his room that morning and invited him to breakfast. He didn't mention that they'd be eating in Cid's workshop and with his assistant, a quiet young woman named Shera. While Vincent sat on a workbench, Shera perched on a large box, and Cid sat in a wooden wheeled chair. A servant had brought a large tray full of food, mostly fruit, which sat on the bench beside Vincent within easy reach of all three of them.
Shera and Cid asked comfortable questions, what he liked to do, where he had grown up, did he like to read, or draw, or sing, or dance; staying away from questions having to do with Queen Lucretia or King Hojo. Vincent answered them all truthfully and asked a few of his own, mainly concerned with what had changed since he last walked about and what had not.
Despite the odd setting, despite Cid's rough-hewn bluntness and Shera's shyness, despite the fact that twenty-four hours before he had been having a nightmare in a coffin, despite the fact that he normally disliked grapes and yet was currently popping one in his mouth, Vincent felt oddly at ease. He would have expected to still be jumpy and nervous like he had been the day before. Maybe it was because there were no children around here.
Cid popped the last bite of his toast into his mouth. "So, Vincent," He said, propping his feet up on the bench on the side of Vincent away from the tray. "What're you going to do now? Or have you not figured that out yet?"
Vincent sighed. "No, I have not." He admitted. "I have been offered a place here in the castle, but I do not know what I will do here."
Cid shrugged. "You'll figure out something." He stood, stretching his arms above his head. "But for now, I've-" He broke off as a commotion was heard outside. The door opened and Sephiroth stuck in his head. Below him, two more faces appeared, both young girls, a red-haired girl of ten or eleven and a black haired girl of six.
"Hurry." Sephiroth said. "Two creatures out of nowhere out on the balcony. If they're dangerous, we might need help."
The girl with the black hair ran in the room and tugged at Cid's arm. "C'mon, Mister Cid!" She said, "Let's go see!"
"No way, Yuffie." Cid said firmly. You and Aerith stay here with Shera, hear me?"
"Aw, Cid." Aerith whined. "Sephy, do we have to?"
"My name's Sephiroth and yes, you have to stay here." Sephiroth replied. "Keep them out of trouble." he told Shera.
"Yes, m'Lord." Shera said. Vincent slid down from his seat and followed Cid and Sephiroth.
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