Gwaaah. Although I had said before that I was going to use Sierra as Shera's name since that is really her name…I'm gonna switch back to Shera to stop confusion because I'm gonna be mentioning the ship Sierra a lot. -- So I hope it helps.
Sorry for the "inconvenience."
After packing the only thing I had with me, my pair of clothes that I had always seemed to wear, I began to help Cid pack other things. Food, his own clothes, extra clothes he wanted me to keep, and things of such necessities… We were going to leave soon. I was grateful Cid did not want to go off and drink. I couldn't help but smile as I watched him pack. He was sane, sober, and beautiful… His golden hair was dull in the bedroom's lack of light. I wished the curtains had been opened.
Cid had decided to bring Sierra to Costa De Sol instead of the Tiny Bronco. His beloved plane, Cid believed, had a chance of not surviving such another flight. But not only that, Cid confessed, he did not want either of us to be uncomfortable on the way there. But he had also heard there was a chance of unwanted weather on the way. It would take a few days to fly to Costa De Sol if the weather was bad… But thankfully Sierra had rooms with beds. It was practically a house, that ship. Cid had made so many improvements, it was unbelievable. The Highwind was nothing compared to Sierra.
I had just finished putting our luggage on the plane. Cid was at the engine room, talking to personnel. (There were only a few people on Sierra that had to be there. You needed someone to fly the ship when you weren't, needed someone in the engine room… You need people to operate a ship that big! Sierra is huge!) I was walking off of the platform that allowed you to enter and exit the ship. I wanted to say goodbye to Shera. I didn't think Cid planned on coming back to Rocket Town for a while…but neither did I. A vacation was probably the best thing I could think of. Golden Corral was nice, but Costa De Sol…
"Shera?" I called, opening the front door.
"Yes?"
I quietly closed the door behind me and began to slowly walk my way through the living room.
There was a rug beneath the couch that faced the fireplace. On the mantle there was a clock and a picture or two of Shera and Cid together in front of the rocket. There were some pictures on the white walls. There was brown paneling that went half way up the walls and a dark brown trim that went on top. There was a bookcase and a few plants on top of small tables. A mirror hung on the wall above a small table with yet another plant. It was a very nice looking living room… A love seat was against one wall while a longer couch sat in front of the fireplace. They were white and red checkered couches.
I stepped through the archway that led into the kitchen. If I had kept going forward I would have reached the bedroom and bathroom hallway. As I turned right, into the kitchen, I noted Shera right away. She was in mid sit at the kitchen table. As I walked closer, she had finally sat in her chair. She pushed herself forward, closer to the table, and smiled up at me as I finally stood before her. I placed my hand on the table and looked at her with saddened eyes. I hated goodbyes.
"We're heading for Costa De Sol in a few minutes…" I said, rubbing my fingertips on the table. Shera laced her fingers together on the table top as she leaned against the back of her chair.
"I know," she replied. She looked away from me for a moment to glance at the flowers that had been freshly picked for the vase that always seemed to be full of a different flower or flowers every day. "When will you be back?"
I shrugged my shoulders lightly and looked down at the tiles. White tiles and absolutely no dirt or dust. Such a clean and tidy house.
"Probably not for a while… You know how it is. We're 'adventurers'," I said, smiling weakly. Shera chuckled quietly and nodded her head.
"Yes… Adventurers. You always seem to be gone for long amounts of time… I should be used to it by now, right?" Shera looked up to me. It seemed she hated goodbyes as well.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just not used to getting goodbyes. Cid would always just leave. He hardly ever told me where he was going. He might have thought it was so I wouldn't get worried, but… I'm always worried…" Her eyes seemed to be glazed. I hoped she wasn't going to cry.
"I understand… Goodbyes aren't my strong point, either…" I said. I lifted my hand that was on the table and placed it on top of Shera's. Her fingers were still laced together. "But you won't have to worry. We aren't going to be doing anything dangerous… Cid and I are just going on vacation. We might see the gang, but…there aren't any threats out there… Not anything stronger than Sephiroth," I said, laughing lightly. This made Shera smile. I was glad. She seemed to be so sad… I felt like I was taking something away from her, but I wasn't sure…
"Vincent, Cid is like my brother. That or an annoying husband," she laughed. "He is a wonderful friend, no matter how much he aggravates me or upsets me. I just don't want anything happening to him. I want him to be happy… He is a good man. He gets mad at me for stupid or even unknown reasons, but I'm used to it… I know he doesn't really mean it. So, Vincent…" She lifted her hands from beneath my hand and placed them over it. "If Cid ever yells at you or gets upset…don't take it personally. It's just how he deals, sometimes…"
I smiled and nodded my head. Shera pushed herself away from the table and stood up. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me.
"Take care of him, Vincent…"
My eyes widened some, but softened quickly as I returned her embrace. Shera was a good woman.
"Thank you…"
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It had been a half hour or so since Shera and I had released from our embrace. Cid had actually said goodbye to Shera. I had guessed he felt bad for all the times he hadn't, or maybe from getting mad at her, even though he had already apologized and had been forgiven. Someone who worked on Sierra was piloting her now. Cid was out on the deck watching the dark clouds forming in front of us. I was climbing the stairs slowly to see him.
"Hey, Vince," Cid said, his eyes still on the clouds. I figured he could feel my presence by now. We had been together for quite some time, so it didn't surprise me that he could tell who it was by the way I walked or by merely my presence. I almost always knew if Cid was around… Mostly because that I had sunk his presence in the very first day I met him.
I smiled gently as I continued walking toward him. When I got close enough, I wanted to embrace him…but I didn't. I walked beside him and placed my hands on the railing. The wind was picking up… My hair flew behind me, waving with the wind.
"Looks like we won't be getting to Costa De Sol anytime soon…" I said, gesturing one hand at the dark storm clouds.
"Yeah…" Cid said. He seemed to be expressionless as I looked at him. The sun that slightly shown through caught his appearance so…greatly. I almost lost my breath in his appearance. I couldn't help but stare. "We could probably make it sooner than I anticipate our arrival, but I don't think it's a great idea to take the chance. When it gets bad, we'll be anchoring for safety. If it's not so bad, we'll just fly slowly." He looked at me, his face still expressionless, and then raised an eyebrow as I continued to stare. "Something the matter?" he asked.
I shook my head quickly and smiled stupidly. I had been caught staring.
"No… Nothing is wrong. I just…" I closed my eyes and rubbed my head with one hand. "The lighting…and your face… Fuck, Cid…" I said, laughing as I said it. It wasn't really something I did…swearing. I must have been picking it up from Cid. But even as I said it, Cid laughed as well.
"Damn, Vinnie, you're startin' to sound just like me!" he said, patting my back gently. "Don't hurt yourself, Kiddo, don't wanna screw up your dark and quiet complexion," he laughed. I laughed as well.
"Ah… Cid…" I said, regaining myself again. Cid cocked his head to one side, a bit confused at my sad expression. "…You're beautiful…" I said, almost too quiet for hearing. But Cid had heard, and he began to chuckle at what I had said. Although, a blush tinted his cheeks.
"Beautiful, huh?" he responded. "I'm flattered. But really, I should be saying that to you… You're the most fuckin' beautiful person I've ever seen…" he said, blushing still. "I'm embarrassed, sayin' so, not that I should… I mean, a person can be beautiful, male or female, and anyone can say so…doesn't make 'em gay or straight…y'know?" he said, nodding his head as he looked out to the sky as he spoke. He seemed to be speaking more to himself, the way he nodded after he said something. But I knew he was speaking to me. And I smiled. It was nice to hear a compliment like that after so many years…
"I don't remember the last time anyone said I was beautiful… I've been…so messed up for so long… It's a wonder why I'm even here with you right now," I said, smiling as I looked down at my feet.
"Well, damn, Vinnie, don't bring up that stuff. It's the past! Don't worry about it! You're a great person and you're damn beautiful! Whatever happened before…back in your past…is long gone. You've got me now…and the rest of your friends!" he said, grinning. I smiled at this and nodded my head. He was absolutely right. It didn't matter anymore.
Lightning flashed across the sky, not too far away from where we were. A crack of thunder sounded soon after.
"Storm's close…" Cid said. "Let's go inside." He took my hand gently and led me down into the ship where it was dry. It would be raining soon.
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It had begun raining. Cid had messaged the crew that we could possibly be stopping the whole ship somewhere on land if the storm got any worse. It was thundering and lightning more worse than the time before as time when on. And the rain and wind was picking up as well… We didn't have to worry about the ship having any problems as long as it was on the ground. It was a tough ship with a great outer shell that protected it from such storms. But there could be serious damages if it tried to fly in weather like this.
As many times as I rejected the offer, Cid asked if I wanted to sleep with him or stay with him in his room. I wanted to…but I wasn't sure if it was such a good idea. But my rejections had ultimately failed… Along the night, I was having nightmares and awful visions as I stared into the darkness.
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I was shaking, even as I walked down the hall towards Cid Highwind's room, I was shaking. I prayed the pilot was still awake. And thankfully, and as grateful as I was to this, his light was on. I could see it in the crack beneath his door. I knocked gently, hoping he would hear it, but hoping at the same time that I wasn't disturbing him…
"Come in," Cid said.
I opened the door slowly and stepped through. I could see his eyes grow slightly large as he watched me walk through. I closed the door quietly and turned around, holding myself.
"I hope it's alright…but could I…sleep with you tonight?" I asked, staring down at the floor. Cid sat up in his bed and waved his hand at me. He wasn't wearing a shirt… I expected him to be naked under the blankets. But I wasn't wearing much, either. A shirt and boxers, really.
"Of course it's alright, Vince!" he said, motioning me to come into bed with him. "I invited you earlier…why wouldn't it be OK to stay with me now?" he asked, lifting the blankets for me as I walked over to the bed. I slipped in quietly and brought the covers up to my chin.
"I couldn't sleep, Cid…" I said, shutting my eyes tightly. "All I've done tonight…has been watching nightmares. I keep dreaming of horrible things and when I wake up…I just won't stop shaking… And when I try to just lay there and stare into the dark, I start seeing things. My mind plays tricks on me and…Cid…" I rolled over onto my side and buried my face into Cid's arm. He frowned and held me tightly.
"Hey, hey… Vinnie…it's alright… I'm here now… Nothin' is gonna happen, Kiddo… I promise!" He kissed my forehead before I brought my face to his chest. I was able to fight off whatever tears that wanted to come up. I had been crying earlier…but I didn't want to start now. I was with Cid. Everything would be okay now…
And everything was okay. I was so comfortable and relaxed while he held me I didn't even care that he really was naked with me. Even more, I was beginning to feel so much better I wanted to remove my clothes as well… But I didn't. And I wouldn't.
Cid's strong arms were wrapped around my back and he kept me close to his chest. I could feel his breath on my ear and I could feel his heart against my cheek. I was becoming drowsy again. The shaking had stopped. I was feeling a lot better… But Cid was still awake. One of his hands was on the back of my head. He ran his fingers through my hair continuously. It felt good.
"Vince…you awake?" Cid whispered. I nodded my head and pushed myself away from him slightly to get a look at his face. "You're…okay with this, right? I mean, shit… This doesn't bother you or nothin', right? Coz' if you don't want something…you gotta tell me…" He looked sad as he said this. But he was so sincere. He really wanted my approval and didn't want to hurt me. I nodded my head quickly, without hesitation.
"I don't want anything less…" I whispered, pushing my face back into his chest. My lips had caressed his nipple, it was a complete accident, but I didn't regret it for one second. He gasped and pushed me closer to him. I could feel his member pulsing against my stomach. He let out a small, quiet moan and muffled it with my hair.
After regaining himself, having taken a minute or so, he began to apologize. But I quickly stopped him from doing so by interrupting him.
"I didn't mean to…" I said. It was then that I had wished I hadn't done what I did. His reaction made my boxers tight and uncomfortable. I wanted to remove them but I was afraid to… "I can go if—"
Hot and eager lips caressed mine before I could finish what I was saying. And before I knew it, Cid Highwind was on top of me. I gasped at the warmth and eagerness of his body. It sent a chill up my spine and I wanted so badly to be taken. I hardly even knew what I was doing then. I had pushed myself up and locked lips with the pilot. He then slipped his tongue into my mouth and pushed himself against me. His hips bucked against my groin and his arms tightened around me. I began to moan. It was quiet and almost silent, but it was there.
Cid slipped a digit into the side of my boxers, ready to pull them off. He pulled away from the kiss and began to gasp slightly for breath. I could see a small drop of sweat running down the side of his forehead. And he looked at me with lust and…something peculiar.
"Cid Highwind…" I said, searching his eyes. "Do you lo—"
The lights suddenly flickered off and someone opened the door to the bedroom.
"Captain, the storm has caused us to shut down some of the power. Sorry for the inconvenience and we apologize for not asking permission. You understand," the man said. Cid didn't even answer. His face was in the nape of my neck. His face felt damp…and I couldn't tell if it was just me…or if the pilot's body was shaking. The man left without another word.
Was Cid Highwind crying?
"Cid… Cid, are you alright?" I asked, rubbing his back to calm him down. I had no idea what was wrong. I heard him sniffle a few times and he moved his head to the side, away from me.
"Let's just go to sleep," Cid mumbled. He coughed twice and brought a hand up to his face. He rubbed it gently and sniffed again. He pushed himself away from me and grabbed a pillow. I couldn't quite see, but I was guessing he was hugging it…
Lying there, practically by myself, I removed my shirt and boxers. I didn't care anymore. I trusted Cid. I didn't know if he wanted any contact but I put my face against his back anyway. I didn't get too close in case…
"Hold me…" Cid whispered.
"…What?" I asked, confused.
"Please…just…do me a favor…" he whispered. I felt his body tense up as he spoke. I wished he wouldn't be such a recluse. I felt like he didn't trust me at all. Even after having saved the planet and after everything we went through… I wrapped my hands around and held him, my hands pressed against his chest. I brought my waist against him and my member lay limp against his inner thigh and butt. Spooning. His body shivered and I heard him let out a small gasp.
We fell asleep like this.
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Hope you liked this chapter. D I sure did!
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