WHEEEEEEEE! New reviewers rock! Sorry this took so long to get out, but I've been a bit busy lately at work and so I thought I would work on this during my weekend, but then I started to make a hat. .
Anyways, thanks for all the words of encouragement and extra thanks to those who have added this story to their favorites list.
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Cid looked up at Vincent and noticed the horrified look on his face. He hadn't been hurt much, but he could tell that Vincent felt as if he was mortally wounded. He stepped closer to Vincent and held up his arm.
"Don't worry about it." Vincent lifted his head and looked at Cid's wrist. "See? You barely scratched me! I think I could handle a bit more than that." Vincent relaxed considerably as Cid started laughing. "Nothing can take down the good Cid Highwind!" he boasted.
"Except a stapler." Vincent added sarcastically.
"Ah shit man. Do you have to bring that up?" His cheeks coloured slightly as he scratched the back of his head nervously. Vincent laughed gently to himself. "Well, I'm glad you've cheered up. Let's get our asses out of here."
"But where will we be going?" Vincent was still puzzled about Cid's plans.
Cid walked behind Vincent and started pushing him towards the door. "I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise."
They walked quietly through the halls, taking care not to draw attention to themselves. There were a few people that waved to Cid, but they knew better than to make a big deal out of it. They waved to Mel as they left the building and just as they stepped outside the door, they heard her call to them.
"Hey guys?" They nervously turned to face her. "Have a good lunch break."
Cid smiled knowing that she was too sweet to say anything else. "Oh we will! We'll be back in awhile." He stepped out into the sun with Vincent still following him cautiously.
Vincent sighed. "That was close."
"Heh. She wouldn't have said or done anything to stop us." He started walking around the side of the building. "We'll catch the bus here."
"Are you ever going to tell me where we're going or am I just supposed to trust you blindly?" Vincent asked while sitting on the bus bench. He stretched while waiting for a reply.
"I'm not gonna fuckin kill you if that's what you're worried about." Cid laughed as he stepped on to the bench. He shielded his eyes from the sun and looked down the street. "The bus should be here any minute." He dropped his hand and sat down next to his coworker.
"I guess that would be a sufficient answer for now." Vincent rolled his eyes at Cid who then clutched his chest and pretended to be hurt. "Oh my... You're such a drama queen aren't you?"
Cid laughed, "Ya right!" The bus pulled up in front of them both and stopped with a screech. Cid reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of change while Vincent was quickly looking for his own bus fare. "Hey, I got us both covered." Vincent nodded his thanks as Cid handed over the bus fare. Cid headed to the back of the bus as it started to move again. He slumped down in the blue vinyl seat and motioned for Vincent to sit near him.
Vincent sat down lightly and looked out the window. He was lost in this new city and really did not know where the bus was heading. He watched as the scenery went by quickly trying to figure out where he was. He decided to try and get the answer from Cid again. "Where is the bus going?" he said as he turned to face Cid.
"It goes everywhere." Cid answered with a smirk plastered on his face.
"You know that's not what I meant." The bus made a right and Cid pulled on the cord to signal for the next stop. "Looks like we're here." He stood up and made his way to the door as the bus came to a complete stop. Vincent quickly followed behind stepping off of the bus and onto the sidewalk. Vincent looked up at the tall building.
"Ummm... Cid? Why are we at a museum?" Vincent turned to see Cid walking down the street.
Cid stopped as he heard Vincent speaking to him. "What are you doing back there? Hurry up!" He turned around as Vincent started running towards him.
They walked for few more minutes before Cid turned towards a large appartment building. He fumbled in his pockets while Vincent looked up at the building quizzically. He wasn't sure why he was there. Was Cid going to show him something or was there something sinister in Cid's plans? He didn't know him that well, but he felt like he could trust him. He looked over at Cid who was cursing under his breath while still looking through his pockets.
"Aha!" Cid exclaimed holding up a small silver key. He turned it in the lock and opened the door for Vincent.
They stepped into the nearly empty lobby and Cid walked over and pushed the button for the elevator. Vincent walked over and leaned against the wall. They stepped inside the elevator as it arrived and Cid pushed the button for the third floor. The ride was short and uneventful, but Vincent's mind still raced with thoughts about what he would see today. He was a little excited, but was also feeling cautious. The doors opened and they entered the hallway. Cid turned left and stopped at the first door on his left. He turned the key and opened the door.
"We're here."
Anyways, thanks for all the words of encouragement and extra thanks to those who have added this story to their favorites list.
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Cid looked up at Vincent and noticed the horrified look on his face. He hadn't been hurt much, but he could tell that Vincent felt as if he was mortally wounded. He stepped closer to Vincent and held up his arm.
"Don't worry about it." Vincent lifted his head and looked at Cid's wrist. "See? You barely scratched me! I think I could handle a bit more than that." Vincent relaxed considerably as Cid started laughing. "Nothing can take down the good Cid Highwind!" he boasted.
"Except a stapler." Vincent added sarcastically.
"Ah shit man. Do you have to bring that up?" His cheeks coloured slightly as he scratched the back of his head nervously. Vincent laughed gently to himself. "Well, I'm glad you've cheered up. Let's get our asses out of here."
"But where will we be going?" Vincent was still puzzled about Cid's plans.
Cid walked behind Vincent and started pushing him towards the door. "I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise."
They walked quietly through the halls, taking care not to draw attention to themselves. There were a few people that waved to Cid, but they knew better than to make a big deal out of it. They waved to Mel as they left the building and just as they stepped outside the door, they heard her call to them.
"Hey guys?" They nervously turned to face her. "Have a good lunch break."
Cid smiled knowing that she was too sweet to say anything else. "Oh we will! We'll be back in awhile." He stepped out into the sun with Vincent still following him cautiously.
Vincent sighed. "That was close."
"Heh. She wouldn't have said or done anything to stop us." He started walking around the side of the building. "We'll catch the bus here."
"Are you ever going to tell me where we're going or am I just supposed to trust you blindly?" Vincent asked while sitting on the bus bench. He stretched while waiting for a reply.
"I'm not gonna fuckin kill you if that's what you're worried about." Cid laughed as he stepped on to the bench. He shielded his eyes from the sun and looked down the street. "The bus should be here any minute." He dropped his hand and sat down next to his coworker.
"I guess that would be a sufficient answer for now." Vincent rolled his eyes at Cid who then clutched his chest and pretended to be hurt. "Oh my... You're such a drama queen aren't you?"
Cid laughed, "Ya right!" The bus pulled up in front of them both and stopped with a screech. Cid reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of change while Vincent was quickly looking for his own bus fare. "Hey, I got us both covered." Vincent nodded his thanks as Cid handed over the bus fare. Cid headed to the back of the bus as it started to move again. He slumped down in the blue vinyl seat and motioned for Vincent to sit near him.
Vincent sat down lightly and looked out the window. He was lost in this new city and really did not know where the bus was heading. He watched as the scenery went by quickly trying to figure out where he was. He decided to try and get the answer from Cid again. "Where is the bus going?" he said as he turned to face Cid.
"It goes everywhere." Cid answered with a smirk plastered on his face.
"You know that's not what I meant." The bus made a right and Cid pulled on the cord to signal for the next stop. "Looks like we're here." He stood up and made his way to the door as the bus came to a complete stop. Vincent quickly followed behind stepping off of the bus and onto the sidewalk. Vincent looked up at the tall building.
"Ummm... Cid? Why are we at a museum?" Vincent turned to see Cid walking down the street.
Cid stopped as he heard Vincent speaking to him. "What are you doing back there? Hurry up!" He turned around as Vincent started running towards him.
They walked for few more minutes before Cid turned towards a large appartment building. He fumbled in his pockets while Vincent looked up at the building quizzically. He wasn't sure why he was there. Was Cid going to show him something or was there something sinister in Cid's plans? He didn't know him that well, but he felt like he could trust him. He looked over at Cid who was cursing under his breath while still looking through his pockets.
"Aha!" Cid exclaimed holding up a small silver key. He turned it in the lock and opened the door for Vincent.
They stepped into the nearly empty lobby and Cid walked over and pushed the button for the elevator. Vincent walked over and leaned against the wall. They stepped inside the elevator as it arrived and Cid pushed the button for the third floor. The ride was short and uneventful, but Vincent's mind still raced with thoughts about what he would see today. He was a little excited, but was also feeling cautious. The doors opened and they entered the hallway. Cid turned left and stopped at the first door on his left. He turned the key and opened the door.
"We're here."