Silver Dragon: Sorry, I really don't like typing much, and I didn't get much time to type anyway. So that's when I took my dad's laptop when he wasn't looking, and typed, HOORAY! I noticed a problem with Cid's swearing, he was supposed to have a whole bunch of other symbols, but only the number symbol showed up, so I decided to make a new way for Cid's swearing. Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, phooey
Cid was reading his book happily. Books were one thing that Yuffie couldn't take away from him. She couldn't sit still for more that half an hour and she always complained on how many words and how boring they were. So Cid was sitting in a big, comfy chair on a nice afternoon, reading contently.
Meanwhile, outside, Shera had dressed up in her best lab coat and was standing a little ways off from Cid's house. She turned around to the wedding party behind her.
"Thank you all for coming, now if you could bear with me as I go and ask him to marry me." Shera laughed, and they laughed along with, like the stupid idiots they were. Shera turned to Palmer. "You know what to do right?"
"Yup! When you come out, I strike up the band!" Palmer made a motion to do so, but was stopped when Shera hit him across the head.
"Not now, idiot." With that, she made her was to the house.
Cid had gotten to the part where the main characters worked together, different from their constant arguing, to defeat a sub-villain, when he heard a knock on his door.
"Damn bastard ruining my reading," he muttered as he stood up and walked across the room to the door. He looked through this telescope thing, which he could never figure out a name for, that he and Yuffie had made together, to see who was on the other side. He was presented with Shera's not-so-wonderful face. "Damn bitch can't leave a man alone."
Cid unlatched the door so he could give Shera a piece of his mind. A very awful and annoyed piece.
Shera strode right in as if she owned the place. "Cid, today is you're lucky day!"
"You're going leave me the f#ck alone?"
"No… Guess again" Shera glared at him. "Here's a hint, it's all your dreams come true."
"Yuffie is going to act her age?"
"No! I'm getting myself my prefect husband!" Shera sat down where Cid was before and got her muddy boots all over Cid's book.
"How is that my f#ckin' special day?" Cid asked, annoyed, while getting his book out from under Shera's boots.
"Do you know who my husband is?" Shera asked.
"No," Cid answered as he cleaned his book again, and shoved it into the bookshelf angrily. He hadn't noticed that Shera had gotten up and walked over to him. Cid turned around to come face to face with her.
"You," Shera said, leaning towards him. "We can also have as many kids as you want."
"No, and no kids" Cid said as he ducked out and around Shera when she tried to hug him. "Now get out of my f#ckin' house!"
"Not until I get what I want" Shera advanced towards Cid, as he backed away towards the door. She placed both hands on either side of his face, and leaded forward. Though she didn't see Cid's hand going towards the door handle.
"I'm sorry, ya bitch, but I insist!" Cid ducked and side stepped after he opened the door. Then he watched as Shera tumbled out of his house and down the steps. "Don't come back!" Cid yelled. "Or I swear that I'll kill ya!" Then slammed the door shut.
Shera heard the band music start as she stood up and dusted herself off. "Shut up," she growled as she walked by. She hit Palmer over the head when he didn't.
"Sorry," Palmer said in an annoyed manner. "I guess it didn't work right?"
"It's a small set back, but I will make him mine!" Shera screeched, then stomped off.
"Pushy" Palmer muttered to himself.
Cid poked his head out, and looked around. Deciding that Shera was long gone, he stepped out. He lit a cigarette as he walked around back to feed the animals.
In the beginning, their house wasn't supposed to be a farm. Yuffie's hate towards animal cruelty caused these animals to come here. She always seemed to bring a new animal home every day, either because it was going to be killed or sold to some butcher. Red XIII was one of them, he was the smallest horse at the farm he used to be at, and he was going to be sold for testing. Yuffie had intervened by pestering the owner until he gave Red to her so she would shut up. That is also how she got most of the others too.
Cid walked around back, and stared at all the sheep, chickens, cats, dogs, and other animals they owned. He sighed, then methodically moved around and fed them all. Yuffie had declared since she had saved them, she didn't have to feed them. So Cid got stuck with the job.
"The nerve of that bitch, asking me to marry her," Cid grumbled as he finished up feeding the animals. "I swear I'll kill her if she asks again…"
Cid put away the food and walked away from where the animals were kept, towards a small flowered hill behind his house. He and Yuffie had come to live here a little while after their father died. Their mother had died giving birth to Yuffie, but nobody hated her for that. Yuffie had gotten most of their father's attention after that, seeing how she took after her mother more than Cid did. Cid didn't mind, he had an idea of the loss his father had suffered. As they got older, it seemed Cid and Yuffie's father lost the will to live, and taken up drinking. In the end, their father died from intoxication. After their father's death, Cid had taken it upon himself to look after Yuffie. They then moved to this town when Yuffie was ten, and lived pretty well, except for those singing towns people.
Cid was broken out of his thoughts when he heard a whiny and the jingle of harnesses. He blinked a couple of times. Yuffie shouldn't be back for a while; it had only been a day…
Cid stood up and turned towards Red XIII as the horse approached. Then Cid noticed one really important thing missing.
"Where's the brat?" Cid growled, hoping for an answer. Red neighed in return. "Okay, screw that, can you take me to her?" Red XIII nodded his head in a horse fashion.
Cid unhitched Yuffie's machine from Red's back and was about to climb on when he thought of something.
"Wait a second," Cid told Red, then rushed back to his house. He went inside grabbed his coat and then grabbed his spear from the mechanics workshop.
Cid climbed onto Red XIII's back and took the reins. "Let's go." Red XIII didn't need a kick to start.
Cid looked up at the large mansion behind the gates he and Red were in front of.
"She went in there?" Cid said to himself. He slide off Red's back and walked forward to open the gate. He looked down to see a shuriken on the ground, which Yuffie didn't notice she dropped. Cid nodded his head in confirmation that she was here, went and grabbed Red's reins, then walked towards the doors.
Cid tied Red XIII to a post rear the door before he walked inside. When Cid walked into the main lobby the first thing he noticed, much like his sister, were the stairs. He looked around to see other doorways but they were all closed, and after checking one, were probably all locked.
Cid started up the stairs, with his spear at his side as he used it as a walking stick.
"Yuffie?" Cid called out, it echoed through the mansion, breaking the heavy silence for a couple of seconds, and then it seemed to get swallowed by it. Cid walked along the halls looking and occasionally calling out for Yuffie, but he got emptiness and silence in return.
Zack was once again having an argument with Sephiroth. Even if they were the best of friends, more than that too, they rarely agreed with each other.
"He is even more pissed off than usual because of that stunt you pulled with the girl."
"It wasn't a stunt!" Zack shot back. "She was cold and needed a place to stay! Haven't you ever head of compassion-"
"Yuffie?" Both of them heard a new voice call out.
"What the Hell?" Sephiroth said.
"You mean, who the Hell!" Zack corrected happily.
"What? Oh no Zack, don't you dare," Sephiroth warned. "It sounds like a guy and Vincent is already pissed off at us already."
"Too late!" Zack whispered, as a blonde young man walked by the room they were in. "Do you think he is looking for the girl?"
"Probably"
"Well! Come on, let's show him the way!"
"What? No!" Sephiroth said hurriedly, but as pulled away anyway by an excited Zack.
Cid was pretty much at the end of his rope when he came up to another hallway that looked almost the exact same as the rest. He was about to turn around and leave, when he noticed something. The thing that he noticed was a steady light disappeared behind a doorway.
"Hello?" Cid called. He didn't get an answer, so he followed the light into the new room.
The room was made of stone, and was completely bare; nothing to hid the damp and coolness of it. He saw the light at the top of a spiral staircase that was near by.
"Damn person doesn't want to wait…" Cid muttered as he climbed the stairs. When he got to the top, he passed a black candleholder, but paid no notice.
"Yuffie?"
"Cid!"
Cid dropped his spear by the doorway and rushed to the other side of what appeared to be a dungeon.
"Are you okay brat?" Cid asked, kneeling and looking through the bars where he heard Yuffie's voice come from.
"Y-yea, I'm kinda of cold, but fine" Yuffie said, then coughed a couple if times.
"You're sick!"
"Well it's not my fault!" Yuffie muttered. "Cid, um, you should leave, there's some-"
"I came here to f#ckin' get ya, dammit!" Cid growled. "And I'm gonna drag you home, whether you like it or not!"
"I'm happy about the idea of going home, big bro, ecstatic," Yuffie assured him. "It's him who isn't"
"Huh?" The next thing Cid knew, he was violently thrown to the other side of the room. He rubbed the back of his head and looked at the looming shape in the shadows.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Cid heard the shape growl.
"I'm her brother and I'm here to take her home!" Cid shot back, standing up.
Cid heard a snort in the shadow's direction. "I'd like to see you try, she's my prisoner."
"She's sick and I'm taking her home!" Cid almost yelled, while searching for his spear. He saw it and moved towards it. He then felt a rush of air, like a passing breeze, and the next thing he knew was that he was once again shoved roughly against the opposite wall.
Cid felt a slight pain on his shoulder where the claws grabbed him.
"You okay?" He heard Yuffie ask him, Cid noticed he was thrown near his younger sister.
"I repeat, I'd like to see you try," the shadow growled.
Cid needed to get Yuffie out of here as soon as possible, and this thing wasn't going to let her go anytime soon… So he got an idea. It wasn't the best one, but it would help Yuffie out. "What if I became your prisoner instead?" Cid asked.
There was a pause from the shadows. Then the answer came in a subdued whisper. "You would do that for her?"
"Damn straight," Cid replied.
"Cid? What are you doing?" Yuffie questioned, not believing her ears. "I'm the Great Ninja Yuffie! I can take care of myself!"
"I don't f#ckin' care, you're going home"
Before Yuffie could argue back, the shadow appeared and dragged her out, to the door. "CID!"
What the ninja got as a replied was a wave, her big brother seemed to know that he wouldn't have enough time to say anything as his little sister got dragged down the stairs.
Cid looked around after Yuffie left, saw the open cell, went and grabbed his spear and sat on the other side of the room. He wasn't going in there without a fight.
Cid looked out the window to see Yuffie being thrown into a box with legs. It ambled off towards the gate, towards the village. He stood up and readied his spear when he heard footsteps climbing up. Just because he was going to be this guy's prisoner, didn't mean he was going to be passive about it. When the looming shadow reappeared, Cid needed to know something. "Can you step into the light?"
There was a shuffle in the shadows when the first foot appeared in the small but steady stream of moonlight that fell from the rafters. The foot was clawed, black, and furry. When the rest of the beast appeared, Cid swallowed.
It was large; it stood on its two hind feet. Completely covered in short black fur, the monster had claws on his feet as well as his hands. He had a long tail, and he had horns protruding from his forehead. Last, he had a long messy black mane. But what Cid noticed the most was the monster's intelligent blood red eyes. "Regretting your decision?"
Cid stood tall, glaring back. "No, I f#ckin' don't"
"Follow me then," the beast said, turning towards the door.
Cid blinked, looked at the cell, then looked back at the beast. "What?"
His 'host' sighed. "You'll be staying here for a long time, so I might as well give you a better room." He stepped back into the shadows. "But if you want to stay here, go ahead."
"F#ck, wait!" Cid walked quickly across the room to follow the… Beast. He didn't have a better name to call him other than that, since his host didn't give him his name. 'Beast' held open the door for him, telling him to go ahead. Cid glared, and stepped towards the door when his spear was yanked out of his hand and Beast cut in front of him a the last minute, holding Cid's spear. "Bastard" Cid grumbled, then followed him down the stairs.
Cid's host had led him through many different halls until they were once again by the stairs in the entrance hall. Cid looked at the door across from him. Wondering if he could make it if he sprinted, then decided against it, those claws look pretty sharp.
Beast led him down a passageway that Cid didn't notice when he first came in. Cid looked around, it looked like every other hall. Creepy gargoyles, painting, black and scarlet painted walls. What Cid didn't notice was a whispered conversation between Beast and the black candleholder he was carrying.
"Say something to him!" Whispered Zack.
Vincent was the name the beast was called, which Cid didn't know, turned his head slightly towards his prisoner. "This mansion is now your home, you may go anywhere you like, except the West Wing.
Cid turned towards Vincent. "What's in the West Wing? Any good reason why I can't go there?"
Cid's host turned quickly and stopped Cid in his tracks. "It is forbidden!" Vincent half-growled, half-roared.
"Okay!" Cid stepped back slightly.
Vincent resumed to leading Cid to his room, and Cid followed, annoyed. Once they got there, Vincent held open the door for him. "If you need anything, my servants will attend to you."
"Invite him to dinner!" Zack whispered.
"You are to join me at dinner… And that's not a request," Vincent shut the door quickly behind Cid when Cid had walked into the room.
Cid spun around and tried the doorknob. Locked, Cid thought, and then kicked the door in anger. Cid turned around and noticed how sparsely furnished the room was. It only had a bed, wardrobe, and one table. Though the bed was larger than any other Cid had seen before. He also noticed a huge window on the other side of the bed, but he didn't care.
Cid walked across the room and sat down on one side of the bed. He pulled a cigarette out of its pack, Yuffie always got on his back about him smoking indoors, literally. Whenever she would find him smoking inside, she would jump onto his back and wouldn't get off until he went outside. She did it every time she found him doing it, so Cid got used to the idea of smoking outside. At the moment, he was smoking inside, part because Yuffie wasn't here, and the other part was to piss off that f#cking bastard.
Shera sat glumly in front of the fireplace at the tavern. True, she had been turned down multiple times by Cid before, but this was the first time she had asked him to marry her. One can only take so many rejections before losing heart. Palmer was worried, he had never seen Shera this sad, and so he went to cheer her up.
"Hey Shera," Palmer said as he walked up to her, carrying two glasses of the taverns finest beer.
"Leave me alone," Shera muttered, turning away from him.
"Come on," Palmer insisted, presenting her with one of the tankards. "I've never seen you this bad."
Shera grabbed both of the tankards and threw them into the flames. "Nothing helps…"
"Cheer up!" Palmer said. "You can try again!" Shera sighed.
"I told you to leave me alone."
"I can't when I see you like this! You're the best of the best Shera!" Palmer told her, making hand gestures to go along with what he was explaining. "I've never seen you this down in the dumps!"
When Palmer was about to go into a song about how good and great Shera was, the door to the tavern burst open violently.
"Yuffie?" Questioned the owner, in complete shock to see the girl there, she never in her life came near the tavern if she could find an excuse not to go.
When everyone in the building turned towards the door, they did see that it was Yuffie. She was standing in the doorway, letting the early snow in. Then she rushed forward, closing the door behind her.
"I need help!" Yuffie said in panic. "He's got big bro locked up in the dungeon!" She babbled on, saying things along those as she rushed through the tables and people, grabbing them and shaking them. "I need help!"
"Whoa! Whoa!" Shera said, standing up to grab Yuffie by the shoulders. If nobody believed that the girl was crazy before, they would now. Yuffie was shaking, and seemed to have a wild look on her. Her babbling also added to it as well. "Yuffie! What are you talking about?"
"He's got Cid! A beast has Cid!" Yuffie exclaimed. People around the tavern thought it was a good time to make fun of her.
"Is this beast huge?" A tall man snickered, using his jacket to make himself look larger.
"Enormous!"
"Does he have sharp teeth?" Laughed another man.
"He has fangs! I swear!"
As other people in the bar said things and laughed, it dawned on Yuffie, cutting through her panic, that they were making fun of her.
Yuffie slid to the wooden floorboards underneath her, her hands resting on her legs, palms facing her. "You're making fun of me…" Yuffie sniffed. She felt like crying, but she tried to stop herself. She promised herself that she wouldn't cry anymore, ever since daddy died, so she wouldn't worry Cid. But against her best efforts, a few tears trickled down her cheeks.
Everyone in the bar stopped jeering at her. Even if she was the mechanic's crazy little sister, they had made a girl cry.
Shera stared down at Yuffie. "So Cid has been taken prisoner by a beast?"
"Y-yes" Yuffie said quietly.
"I think we can help you" Shera grinned, she needed to get back at someone for what Cid did to her, so why not take it out on his sister?
Yuffie brightened up. "You'll help me out?"
"Yes… We'll help you out," Shera said. She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. Two men grabbed Yuffie by her arms and slowly dragged her towards the door.
"What?" Yuffie exclaimed. "You said you'd help me!"
"I said we'd help you OUT!" Shera called back, as Yuffie was thrown outside into the snow. She sat down once again in her chair, thinking. She had gotten an idea from the pilot's crazy sister. "Palmer!"
The fat man wandered up from the bar. "Yea?"
"I've been thinking. You know Yuffie has a few cards missing from her deck?"
"Yea…" Palmer said uneasily. He had no idea where Shera was going with this.
"Cid would do anything for his sister, even though he tries to hide it."
"Mmm," Palmer nodded his head.
"… I'll threaten to send Yuffie to the asylum if Cid doesn't marry me!"
"Isn't that a bit crude?"
"Yea, but it will work," Shera assured.
Palmer shook his head. "Nobody plots like you Shera."
"I know!"
Yuffie had gotten herself out of the snow, and was now wandering back home. She decided that if nobody in the tavern would help her, the whole town wouldn't either. As she began to shiver, she asked a question to the world. "Will nobody help?"
Of course, she never got an answer.
To Be Continued
Silver Dragon: Hey! Um… Shera is a bitch, like a bitch at my school. Don't ask about Cid and Yuffie's past, I had to make something up, and alcohol seem to be on my mind, even if I can't drink it... It's pretty stupid, but then again, I think almost all my work is stupid. Ah well. Anyway, do you like it or do you not? Review pretty please!
