I do not own any of the FF7 characters, and sadly I never will. Life is sooooooo unfair.

On to the next episode.

Vincent was back at the Nibelhiem mansion. He wasn't in his coffin however; there wasn't a need to crawl back into it. For once he was happy. And for once he decided to stop punishing himself for what he did when he belonged to the Turks. Telling Sephiroth about Nicholas was a weight lifted from Vincent's shoulders. Although he liked keeping his fantasies all to himself, sharing them with someone else was very fulfilling. He also made an effort to stop thinking of the middle-aged woman who wears brightly colored dresses. Vincent looked out the window and saw the woman getting water from the town well.

"Maybe I should go out there and speak to that woman." Vincent said to himself.

It could do some harm, however he would like to find out why she wore bright clothes. Her dress happened to be orange this time. For the first time, it didn't seem like she concerned with Vincent, she was actually busy. He stepped out of his room and headed downstairs, Vincent was going to speak to the woman. "What am I doing?" He thought to himself. Ever since he began to see Sephiroth he suddenly lost all fear. Before Vincent stepped outside he gave himself another chance to change his mind, he decided to go outside.

He opened the door and saw that the woman didn't take any notice of him. What should he do to get her attention? Vincent slammed the door behind him trying to startle her, but this was a complete and utter failure. Odd how this was turning out, first she would spy on Vincent and Sephiroth and she won't even give Vincent acknowledgement.

"Just what exactly is your problem?" Vincent said suddenly.

She did not answer.

"Ignoring me, are you?"

Vincent decided to take a more polite approach.

"May I ask what your name is?"

She still did not answer, however she did look Vincent in the eye. She had dark brown eyes and lines on her mouth. It seemed like this woman was never happy, instead she had the look of being displeased with everything.

"My name is Millie." She said almost caustically.

"Ah how wonderful, but it sounds more like a nickname." Vincent said trying to maintain this suave--like demeanor.

"It is a nickname, but you don't need to know my name from birth." She said. Her tone was harsh. Her eyes were narrowed and a look of anger and disdain covered her face.

"I would like to get back to work if that's alright with you." Her tone was becoming more strident but Vincent only nodded and smiled.

"Madam, please. I'm only trying to be kind. Now if you will let...."

"Why aren't you visiting your lover?" Millie said suddenly.

Vincent was taken aback but he was trying to force the shock from coming over him. He continued to smile gritting his teeth at the same time. It was difficult to be pleasant around this woman.

"I don't think that's any of your business." Vincent said walking off angrily.

Vincent knew this was a mistake, but he ignored his conscious and tried to be nice to Millie. "At least I know her name," he thought.

Vincent went inside the Nibelhiem mansion and up to his bedroom. There wasn't anything to do. He hadn't thought about visiting Sephiroth; however when Vincent told him about his sexual fantasy, Nicholas began to consume his thoughts. After all these years his desire for him had came back. But then, his desire for him may have never disappeared. Vincent reflected on this for a moment as he sat down on his bed. He now recalled a moment that happened between him and Nicholas.

Perhaps Nicholas didn't think of it as a moment between them, but Vincent did. The two were sitting on top of a hill one evening. They were on some kind of mission, but this wasn't important. Vincent saw this as an opportunity to get close to Nicholas, everything around them was beautiful. The grass was freshly cut and the night sky was filled with thousands of stars. How the two of them came together was a mystery, but it made no difference to Vincent.

"Isn't there more?" Nicholas asked. But Vincent didn't quite understand what he was saying?

"More what?"

"You know, more. More to life. This can't be it." Nicholas relaxed himself on the grass.

"All we do is go on missions and hunt people down. You would think this would be exciting, but it's not, at least not for me."

Vincent was speechless; he could not believe that Nicholas was reaching out to him. So it seems he was unhappy as a Turk. But what good did the Turks ever do?

"I want more out of life. I want to travel,"

"But we do travel." Vincent remembered saying sheepishly.

"I know, I know, but we don't try to form connections with local townspeople. And it's very sad because I know they are afraid of us. I want to travel to gain intellectual, emotional, and spiritual fulfillment. I want to learn about other people, their hopes and dreams, their moments in childhood, I want to learn..."

Nicholas had stopped, Vincent remembered the cold silence that feel between them. He wanted to hold Nicholas, but he had to fight this desire.

"I don't think you understand," he said finally.

How could this have happened? The night was supposed to be beautiful. How could Nicholas say that? If he had only known Vincent's desire for him. Perhaps this was why he chose to repress this memory. There was nothing Vincent could have done, but he couldn't let Nicholas know that he had hurt his feelings.

"I did understand, I really did." He said to himself.

A hard knock on the door startled Vincent. At first Vincent thought it was Millie, but when he looked out the window and saw that she was gone. Heading downstairs very quickly, he swung the door open only to Sephiroth.

"How nice it is to you."

"Um, hello." Vincent said

"You will invite me in, won't you?"

Vincent stepped inside to let him enter. He could smell Sephiroth's sweetness closing his eyes to savoir it.

"Are you feeling alright? You look as if something is bothering you."

"No, I'm fine."

"I came here to give you something." Sephiroth said softly. He raked his fingers through Vincent's hair.

"You only have to let yourself go."

"I don't know." Vincent said as Sephiroth pulled him close. He gently licked Vincent's cheek and then kissed it.

I really don't know." Vincent said as his arousal grew.

"Come on, you want this. I know you do."

"No, I don't!" Vincent said pushing Sephiroth away.

He was shocked at what he just done, and so was Sephiroth. The two of them stood facing one another as Sephiroth narrowed his eyes.

"Why did you do that? What is the matter with you?" A look of anger and confusion came over his face.

"It's Nicholas isn't it? You haven't gotten over him. Don't think I can't tell." Sephiroth had a cold tone in his voice.

"You have no idea." Vincent said.

"Well, this very...I don't know...pathetic."

"Why are you getting angry? Even if I was thinking of Nicholas I don't see why it should matter to you." Vincent was lying he was thinking of Nicholas, but he didn't understand how Sephiroth could have picked up on it.

"I'm leaving now." Sephiroth said without looking at Vincent. In a swift movement he stormed out of the Nibelhiem mansion.

Sephiroth

Ah, my lovely audience. I am here again talking to you. I know you read what happened. I must be very honest with you, this situation with Vincent, yes, that's right; I'm calling it a 'situation' because that's what it is. This situation has to be eliminated. My plan will not go smoothly if he is thinking of this Nicholas person. Perhaps my mistake was persuading Vincent to tell me about his fantasy, but how would I have known he had certain feelings for this Nicholas? Well, I didn't know. This is a problem for me, a very large problem. When he gets to the point where he doesn't want me to touch him that means something is terribly wrong.

Lots of people would want me touch them. People seem to melt under my touch, and I know this is some kind of gift that I can use to my advantage. I enjoy having this kind of power over people. I love it when a woman moans in pleasure when my hard cock enters her and thrusts out of her, ah the thrusting. Is there anything more wonderful? You understand what I mean don't you? Well, my lovely audience I will leave you to ponder everything that is beginning to happen. Goodbye for now.

I know this was a bad chapter, but I want more plot development. There will be more yaoi in later chapters.