Thanks for the reviews! I'm glad you're liking it so far. I still don't know what direction I want to take this, but I'm sure I'll figure it out soon! Sorry that this update is a little late, but I had some stuff to take care of at home. And without further delay, here's chapter 4!

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The removal of the stapler had been nearly painless, but the uncomfortable silence was unbearable. Cid was sitting on the small cot at the far wall of the first aid room while Vincent was sitting at the desk filling in the paper work. Cid was staring at the small bandage wrapping his finger wondering why Vincent had even put one on him. It hadn't been bleeding, but maybe it was to prevent infection. He was just impressed that he had bothered to spend this much time on such a stupid problem. He lifted his head as he heard Vincent put down his pen.

"Well, I think that's about it." Vincent said while pushing his chair back and standing up. He picked the few papers off of his desk and walked over as Cid was jumping off of the edge of the bed. "You'll need to hand these in." he said as he handed the papers over. He looked over at Cid who was giving the papers a puzzling look. "Are you ready to head back to work, or do you need more of a break?"

"I don't think you need me bothering you anymore." Cid folded up the piece of paper and put it in his back pocket and headed towards the door.

"You're not bothering me." The objection startled Cid and he looked back at Vincent. "I actually wouldn't mind the company. It would help me stay awake." He smiled at that thought.

"Sure thing Vin! I would love a chance to get away from work for a bit longer." He placed his hands in his pockets and continued, "So, where the hell are we going to go?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't really know this city." Vincent walked over to Cid and opened the door. "For now we'll head to my office. That will give us some time to think and make it look like we're discussing your 'injury'." Cid rolled his eyes and followed Vincent out of the door.

They stepped into the office and Cid closed the door behind them. Vincent made his way to the chair behind his desk and leaned back while Cid sat down on the corner of the desk. They were both quiet for a long time trying to come up with a suggestion as to what they could do. Vincent was feeling a little guilty about skipping work, but this was an office building and they really didn't need him there. He wouldn't be missed if he left for an hour or so.

Cid finally broke the silence. "So, did you stay up too late partying last night?"

Vincent raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. "Why would you think that?"

"Well, you were all snoozin and shit, man. I could only guess what kind of wild party you went to." He laughed and turned to face the other man more. Vincent still had a confused look on his face as he looked toward Cid.

Vincent had never gone to an actual party before. His parents get together could hardly be considered parties, let alone wild ones. It was a quiet town and nothing much happened there. "Heh... I wasn't the one having the party." Now it was Cid's turn to look confused. "The people in the next room over decided to keep me awake all night. They even came over and started banging on my door thinking that I was someone else." He chuckled to himself and lifted his golden claw, "I think I scared them a bit with this."

Cid laughed a bit as well. "Fucking kids." Vincent put down his claw and readjusted his clothing to cover it a bit more. "So, why the hell are you staying there anyways?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "I haven't found anything better yet."

Cid hopped off the desk. "That settles it! You're coming with me." Vincent stood up shocked and confused at Cid's outburst as Cid ran behind the desk and grabbed Vincent's hand. He had nearly dragged Vincent out into the hallway before Vincent put up a struggle. Without thinking, Vincent grabbed Cid's wrist with his claw and pulled him off. The sharp tips had barely pierced the soft skin, but it was enough to cause a small cry from Cid.

Vincent let go and took a couple steps back in shock. He placed his good hand over his mouth as he looked at Cid rubbing his wrist. "I'm so sorry..." he finally managed to choke out.