Whoever the 1000th hitter was, thanks. It made me feel special. Thanks to everyone who's been following me with this being my first fanfic. You guys make me wanna write another one when I finish this one, so you'll hear from me again. I already have a few ideas. I got the name for this cahpter from a song I heard that I bought the album just to hear again. Anyway, here's the next chapter. This one will lead to a very juicy chapter with a twist! So, watch out!

Chapter 10 - I Bruise Easily

'Maybe'.

I poured 'bout half my fuckin' heart out ta him and' he said 'Maybe'. That hurt me quite a bit but I'm fuckin' Cid, dammit! I sucked it up and went inside 'cause I was gettin' fuckin' cold standing out there in the rain and shit! I don't think Vin could even feel the rain fall on him. Tifa went up to my room after a while. I guess she had to sleep off what had just happened. She left two towels on the kitchen table for us to cry off with. That girl's always lookin' out for me, I thought to myself. No matter how...uh..'popular' she is, she's still the nicest fuckin' chick I've ever met. I took a towel an' tried to dry my hair. As I was walkin' upstairs to throw my towel in the hamper, I heard Vin come back inside and close the door. I stopped to see if it was him.

"Vin. That's you, right?" He gave me some smart ass remark.

"Who did you expect it to be, Cid?"

"Just fuckin' askin'! Shit!"

I looked around the doorway between the living room and the kitchen and saw him standing in the dining room glarin' at me.

"Well. Aern't you going to give me a towel?"

"You got a towel sittin' on the table behind you, Vin." He looked back behind him at the towel then looked back at me.

"It's pink."

"So? They all do the same fuckin' thing!"

"I want your towel."

"Why? I just used it. It ain't no more good." Vin glared at me again. I sighed and threw him the damn towel, but he didn't catch it! He just looked down at it and then looked at me.

"I don't catch, Cid."

I kinda gave up tryin' to fuckin' understand anything about him that he didn't already tell me a long time ago. I just started goin' back upstairs. Somethin' was tellin' me that Vin was starin' at my ass while I was walkin', but I didn't feel like turnin' around ta see. I went to go get some new clothes and throw the wet ones in the clothes basket. Tifa was in the mirror doin' somethin' to her hair. She had on one of Barret's old shirts and some socks. I think she was wearin' a bra, but to tell you the truth, I kinda lost interest in lookin' after her confession.

"Hi, Cid." she said to me. "I hope you don't mind that I put your rose on top of the headboard."

"Naw, Tifa. I don't give a fuck."

She smiled and turned back to doin' her hair. I went looking through the drawers for some more clothes.

"Cid."

"Yeah?"

"How did it feel?"

"How did what feel?" She turned towards me again.

"You know...the kiss."

My face had to be red as fuck 'cause Tifa started gigglin'. I guess she found out I did like it. Vin was a damn good kisser, and the fact that I might have been...uh..inta him...made it even that much more of a turn-on!

"He's a good kisser, Tifa. Don't know where he got that it from, but thank God for 'em!"

"Well, what about you?" She hopped on the bed and signaled me to sit next to her, so I did. "Do you think you're a good kisser, Cid?"

"I ain't had no complaints!"

"Well prove it." Tifa leaned in close to me, closed her eyes, and said, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

I woulda did it if I didn't think about where the fuck those lips uh hers had been! I backed up off the bed an' let 'er ass fall face first into a pillow I was sittin' on. She looke up at me pretty pissed.

"Whoa, Tifa! Calm the fuck down! If I say I'm a good kisser, then take my word for it. I ain't gotta prove myself to you."

"Whatever, Lover Boy!" Tifa made this wierd lookin' fish face at me like she was tryin' to say somethin' about me. "Don't sleep too heavily. You never know what creepy monsters could come out at night." I smiled to myself and nodded at Tifa to let her know that I at least tried to give a damn about what she said. I picked up two blankets and went downstairs to get some sleep.

I woke up kinda early. I think I got maybe two hours of fuckin' sleep. Maybe what Tifa said stuck in my mind somewhere, huh? I got up to get some water and went back into the living room to watch some TV. I just left it on whatever channel it was because I didn't really feel like actually watchin' it. I just turned it on to help get back to sleep. I didn't go back to sleep though. I just kept thinkin' about what I said to Vin outside. I did like it. Hell, who wouldn't have? But for some damn reason, I liked it better when I was with Vin. That's when I found out I do have feelings for Vin. I had to find out what kind of feelings they were, though.

"What are you thinking about?" I was thrown out of my daze and back into reality by that low, solid voice I can't get enough of. I guess I didn't noticed that Vin had come downstairs and sat beside me. Or maybe he was just being fuckin' creepy sneaking around all over this big ass house of his! I looked into them scary ass eyes of his and saw that he was burnin' a hole in my face with 'em. I damned near chocked on my spit.

"Shit."

"Why, that's not a very pleasant thing to think about."

"I was watchin' an animal documentary or some shit. That was about the only thing interesting."

"Why didn't you just change the channel?"

"I don't fuckin' know! I didn't feel like it."

"Cid. Please keep it down. It's 4 in the morning."

"Then what the hell are you doin' up?"

"I am 'a vampire'. I do not sleep at night."

I was being a smart ass, which was oh so damn common. It made me laugh, though. Vin laughed, too, but not as much. His face wasn't made for laughin' some say. I say it couldn't look any better. The laughter didn't last too long.

"Why are you awake, Cid?" I let out a sigh.

"I'm confused, Vin. I don't know what I want anymore."

Vin seemed to stare a deep fuckin' gash inta me. So deep that I could feel pain in my chest from it. He moved closer to me and when he was close enough to see the sweat on my fuckin' forehead, he started kissin' on me. It felt different this time 'cause I was kissin' him back. It felt good and I wanted to return the favor. I didn't give a fuck anymore. Vin made me happy the whole time I've been here. He deserved to be fuckin' happy, too! I started tryin' to take off my shirt and I helped out by takin' it off myself. Then Vin started kissin' on my neck. That sunt chills down my back like nothin' else. The kisses on my chest made me blush like hell. Vin started undoin' the knot that held my pants around my waist, but I had to stop him 'cause I needed to let him know something.

"Hold it, Vin." I said. He looked up at me with those scary ass red eyes of his.

"What's wrong? Is this not what you want?"

"No. It's not that. It's just..." It was something I never told anyone. Not even Shera's crazy ass knows.

"I understand. You're afraid of the pain. Let me tell you-" I cut 'em off.

"No, Vin! I ain't scared uh shit!"

"Then, what is it that's bothering you about this, Cid?"

"I..uh..." I started stutterin'. Shit, I said to myself. Why is this so hard to say ta him. He's ta fuckin' know this! I took a deep breath. Vin got this concerned look on his face. Another look people say don't fit him.

"Is it that serious?" he said.

"To me."

"Then take your time."

"No, Vin. If we gon do this, you need to know now." He blinked at me like I was gonna say I have a damned disease or some shit. Finally, I got it out.

"I bruise easily."