A/N: Holy Carp!! I'm still alive!! I think I have said that one too many times I have to say , ' Well Anyway, the last chapter of this fan fiction! Woot! I still have a lot of others to work on, and I will work on them, but I feel I should at least end this one. And of course I have to make a sequel…maybe, because I do like the pairing. I would also like to thank the academy, they did absolutely nothing for me, but hey, thanks. Seriously though thank you all you readers, I haven't got any flames and everyone is wonderful! XD So here is the finale. Enjoy!

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Final Chapter: Wrappin' it up

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"Ugh! Why couldn't we close for the weekend!?" Yuffie exclaimed as she entered in with several dishes in both hands. The bar was severely less busy than it has been in the last two days, but she felt this weekend rush was of a high enough caliber to kill her. Reeve gave a hearty laugh and took a stack of dishes off of Yuffie's burdened shoulders. Tifa looked at her exhausted crew, minus one Reeve who got off easy and joined this morning. She sighed and decided that the rush yesterday fostered in enough money to close early. As the last costumer receded out the door, a spiky, bed-head-ridden, leader walked out into the room. The reminder of yesterdays stresses somewhat behind him now, he still had other worries on his mind.

"Any word from Cid?" He asked curiously as he fell into Barret's open, equally tired, arms near the fryer. Tifa gave a restless sigh as Yuffie latched on to her back.

"Cloud we had this discussion last time, remember?" She said as she squinted her eye in her Pirate-Cid interpretation. Cloud gave a soft smile and he did remind himself that Cid's men had called. He just felt that something wasn't answered. He felt the feeling was palpable, in the very essence of the air, but seeing Yuffie pick up Tifa's pirate face and the two making pirate noises at each other stunted this feeling. He gave an out right chuckle as Tifa realized how unfit her back was for the burden Yuffie was placing on it. The two of them laughing and falling, allowed the group to spend the moment in the joy of each others company, and just like the night before, the only thing palpable in the air was peace.

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Cid had realized as he laid there in the morning that he had never felt 'cloud nine' until this moment. He watched as the sun had risen that morning, afraid that closing his eyes would tear the illusion of this dream away from him. That the King of Lullaby's sweet song would tear the warmth of the elder gunman's body away from him, as if it were his cruel imagination playing it's tricks, that Pan's flute lulled him into a sweet dream of love and lust, only to end up the reeds that made the instrument in his name, as the story goes.

He stared at his lover as he had never done before, as the person receiving such a gift, his face so calm in a dream like slumber. His ethereal white face, a stream of content though as his lungs filled with air gently and, with not a stronger force to repel it, exhaling peacefully. Feeling his warm breath pass his bare chest never failed to make his very essence shiver with a delight he has never felt anything equal to. As he watched Vincent sit there he couldn't help but breathe in his very essence.

He smiled as he brushed away a strand of his black bangs away from the flawless face of the marksman. He stirred under the touch and slowly his eyes began to flutter open, revealing deep crimson pools that had the power to captivate the captain in one flawless stare. Cid could never have possibly felt 'cloud nine' before, not until now.

"Good morning, love." Cid whispered huskily in Vincent's ear, who just hissed playfully in response. "Oh-ho, not a morning person aye?

"Fuck. You." Vincent shot back beaming with a smile only fit for the morning

"Gesh, Vincent twice in the last eight hours? I'm not just a fucking too." Cid's only response was a pillow in the face and laughter that could make this time together endless.

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Cloud couldn't have reached for the PHS and faster as it sounded its monotonous mechanical stream of ringing. As he answered he could hear the whirr of the Highwind starting in the background and his anxiety that had been placed on him two days prior seemed to vanish in the thin, evening air.

"Cid." he said more relieved that duty stricken.

"Gesh, Spiky, didn't know you cared so much." Cid replied, not letting Cloud's moment of weakness be taken so lightly. "Well, we checked the entire area, all yer little bastards are cleaned up, you can tell the up-tight-tight-wad that the forests are clear."

"…Good job, I'll set out to go report and collect the payment from the Shinra Tech Lab. I do have one more question, though."

"Shoot." Came the simple reply that only could be known as Cid Highwind.

"What kept you?" Came the stunning counter that was Cloud Strife. "I mean, the Hybrids were numerous, but I wouldn't assume that they would give you too much—what's going on?"

Cloud was referring to a sessions of giggles and playful shouts that were apparently being held in the background of their conversation. The fits of playful activity had started mid 'Hybrids' and continued through the monologue that Cloud had planned to lecture Cid with.

"…Sorry Spiky, that's two questions, both of which I can—I said stop gawd damn it—which I can answer once I've gotten back—c'mon not there!!" Cloud was a little confused and actually on the verge of saying scared to hear the boisterous laugh of Cid with each interruption. He knew there was someone else there, he could hear the replies, softly but surely, and wasn't used to Cid being this playful with anything. "Let's just say, I've found me a new fuckin' room mate."

The PHS went dead with its mechanical static. Cloud couldn't help but wear a grin; though he couldn't say he was too well informed in this matter, he felt that the situation had ended in a success. He pulled on a shirt, much to Barret's dismay, consoled him that they would have time later, saddled on his Gold Chocobo, and headed straight for Shinra Labs.

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"I was right, only straight person." Reeve said with a laugh as they all sat around the staff table in the back of the 7th Heaven. "Gawd, I guess this also makes me the only single person too." He couldn't help but add. Vincent and Cid shared a blush, the center of attention as soon as they got back; they sat as the others sat desperately clinging on every word they said. Cid told the whole story, with minor deletion of this and that here and there, as to not be…distasteful.

"It's great to see you again Vincent." Tifa said as she nearly tackled her old team mate.

"Always thought you were a closet case," Yuffie said eyeing Cid. "Now if we can only work on your affixation with nicotine." Cid, never the one to be distasteful had a simple reply.

"Fuck you, like I need some little brat to tell me what I can and can't smoke." He said, laughing whilst receiving a knock to the rip by a now completely embarrassed Vincent.

"Oi, brother," Reeve said as he looked at his watch. "Well, I hate to be a party pooper, but we 'straight' people need to get some sleep for a meeting tomorrow…or at least go to a bar where I HAVE a chance." He said as he readied himself for departure.

"Well it is getting late," Tifa said as she held on to a yawing Yuffie." We all had better get some sleep." They all agreed and said there goodnights. Tifa gave a quick kiss on the cheek to Vincent.

"Glad to have you back. If you need a job, come and see me. We could always use another waiter." She said, complementing the peck on the check, with a bear hug. Yuffie, a little jealous, and not the only one, just settled for a hug.

"Glad to have ya back." She said, smiling her big childish grin. Barret gave him a big pat on the back and whisked Cloud quickly away after a quick hug for the time he was promised earlier.

"Well," Cid said as he swept a surprised Vincent off his feet. "Time to go home. Our home." He said as he carried a slightly reluctant Vincent out to the house next to the bar. He kicked open the door to the house and let the struggling Vincent down inside. Vincent looked around and couldn't help but chuckle a little. The bachelor pad was in definition.

"I see we haven't kept up any house work." Vincent queered to a blushing Cid.

"Yeah, well, fuck, if you don't like it we could get another house, or even live with the others in—." A pair of lips silenced the captain from another word. Once silenced and, slightly aroused, Vincent continued where he left off.

"But, what are roommates for, I suppose." He said turning to the pilot, noticing a little more the…'vexation' he had on the captain. He sighed with a smile, the once rare notation of Vincent doing so seeming a thing in the past. "But, I guess there's time for that later."

"Read my mind." Was all Cid could manage as he swept Vincent up once more, this time settling any protests with a passionate kiss that kept Vincent sedative. He then carried Vincent off to the cleaner, and somewhat more spacious, guest room.

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A/N: Well, I guess that wraps it up. I felt I should at least write one more chapter, for closures sake. I decided no Lemons yet, considering one reviewer seemed to be against the idea. Though I guess if I feel really, REALLY unclean, or if I ask one of my yaoi-hungry friends, I might just have to write one lemon…though believe me, it will be as awkward as it sounds. -////- Anyway, this won't be my only of any of these couples. I think there some of the more fun once that FF7 can provide. I also need to find a girl for Reeve, I could make it Shera, but that will need some tinkering, considering the two never really meet…though I have to say its more logical than some romance couples on –cough Hinata x Garra cough—Sisters a big Naruto Fan, so I hear of her brave escapades into regions most foul XD Well anyway, that's all I got for now. I won't be a stranger mind you, so prepare for a bunch of awkward, male written, BADLY written yaois. :D Catch-ya-on-the-half-shell!!

…P.S. Turtle Power!!! –Anyone who gets the reference gets a high-five-