Dedicated to all those who love CidVincent, and mainly Dream-Gal 101, for asking for a sequel.
Setting: Pick one.
Pairings: CidXVincent-Come on, it's the sequel!
Disclaimer: If I owned it would I be writing this? No, I'd turn it into a game. ...And it'd sell millions!
Warnings: Explicit slash, yaoi, shonen-ai, swearing, minor blood, masturbation-of a certain kind, oral, anal, smut, lemons of all sizes, use of tobacco, sex, major OOCness, a wedding, showers-if you don't know what this means, flee!, grinding, groping, I'm sure you can use your imaginations to make this list longer. Oh, and I know my spelling sucks, Microsoft crashed for me, and this is Wordpad, so don't tell me about it. IF YOU DON'T LIKE ANY OF THIS, THEN DON'T FUCKING READ IT!!! FLAMERS CAN GO FUCK OFF!
Thoughts
Chaos and Vincent talking
Note: 1. This takes off where "Their Little Secret" left off. 2. This will have chapters- unlike the other. And 3. This will be longer-as soon as I figure out what to write.
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For all those who waited ever so patiently for me to update, this chapter's longer for all a y'all (Especially those who're still readin' an' reviewin' faithfully----an' my Leeny who's been dealin' with Sezer all by herself----Have fun with that, Hon!). Love y'all an' wish ya the best of luck in life! Now, onward, an' enjoy!!
Peace!
An' Valenwind FOREVER!!! -Laughs-
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Vincent rolled his eyes at the demon as he turned his head to look at the blonde who was sleeping next to him. "Cid," he whispered, not wanting to startle the blonde awake, even though he knew what it took to wake him up last time. "We have to get up if we plan on going on our date."
"'M up," the pilot groaned, cracking open his eyes.
Wow, that was easy, Chaos commented. Almost too easy.
Ever think that maybe, just maybe, Cid does not want to miss our date because he was asleep? Vincent replied as the blonde sat up, yawning.
I still don't get why you two need to date, the demon replied. You've already fucked at least seven HUNDRED times. A date seems rather pointless now, don't you think?
Almost everything seems pointless to you.
"Hey, Vin," Cid said, turning to face the brunette. "We should probably leave 'round seven thirty to get to dinner."
"And where are we going?" the gunner asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It's a surprise," he answered, sneakily, grinning widely. "Wouldn't want to ruin it, now would we?"
Ha! Course you would! Chaos commented, just to be ignored.
"Then we have to leave soon."
"Yup, so we each get to wear a new outfit to it, too."
"Would you like that to be a surprise, too?"
"You know me all too well, Vin." The blonde snickered as he said this, wrapping one of his arms around the brunette's waist. "Guess we'll have to take separate showers, too..."
Where's the fun in that? Chaos whined. Then it's not a steamy shower an' it becomes a boring one!
"Oh well," Cid continued, unknowing of all of Chaos' commentary. "We'll have plenty of time to take another shower later tonight. So, we should probably get goin', huh?"
"That would be best if we plan on getting to your surprises on time."
"I know," Cid muttered as he slowly got out of the bed. "So, guess I'll be gettin' changed in my room? Well, we'll meet together on the deck in twenty minutes, Vin. Don't be late." The blonde winked before gathering his clothes, both new and old, and walking out of the room, not caring if anyone saw him. Vincent sat there for a few seconds, processing what just happened as he ignored Chaos' complaining about a lonely shower.
Though, quickly enough, he rose to his feet and hurried to get ready for his first date with Cid, a nervous feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. You can't seriously be feeling nervous, Vince, the demon commented, eyes widening. You've already seen him naked! The hell are you nervous about?!
I don't know, Vincent replied, hoping that his response could possibly get the demon to shut up. But I am...
Well, if that isn't the stupidest answer I've ever heard...
Shut up. With that, the gunner ignored the demon as he showered quickly, wanting to have plenty of time left to pick out the outfit that he was going to wear to such a special occasion. Soon he was dressed in a pair of tight, black, leather pants, the pair that the blonde had chosen out, with dark red decorative stitching along the side and bottoms of the leggings. With it, he wore a red cotton shirt that clung comfortably to his skin.
Sheesh, any tighter and you might be considered a Lady of the Night, there, Vince, Chaos snickered.
Go bother someone else. Vincent looked at his alarm clock, seeing that he had ten minutes left to brush his hair and meet Cid on the deck. Not bothering to tie his hair back with his headband, the gunner quickly brushed his damp hair before sprinting out of his room, heading towards the deck, where Cid was hopefully waiting for him.
Sure enough, the blonde was standing there, smiling brightly as he wore a pair of leather pants also, but a loose, dress shirt, light blue in color, naturally. His smile seemed to brighten once he caught sight of the gunman. "Hey, Vin," he called out, wrapping his arm around the taller man's thin waist. "Ready to go?" Vincent nodded and they both slowly walked into town, the sun just beginning to set as a slow chill swept through the town. Cid just pulled him closer, using their combined body heat to fight off the chill. "Almost there," he whispered heatedly into his ear, feeling the shudder that wracked his lover's frame.
Soon, the blonde let go of Vincent's waist, using his hands to firmly cover the brunette's eyes. "Let me guess, another surprise?" the gunner said, smiling as he heard the pilot chuckle in his ear.
"You know it!" After about twenty minutes of walking slowly, Cid came to a stop, keeping Vincent pressed against his chest as he whispered, "We're here," against his neck, making the gunman shudder. He removed his hands and turned around to see the expression of confusion displayed on the gunman's face. "Surprised?"
"What...is this place?" Vincent questioned, staring at the lit up sign that read: Welcome to 'Ze London'.
Momentarily, fear coursed through the pilot's veins as he began to think that the gunner might not want to go out to eat with him. "Well...umm...it's a restaurant that I heard about from some pals of mine. ...If you don't want to eat here we can always-"
"Cid," Vincent silenced him by pressing his fingertips against the blonde's lips. "It is a restaurant?" Seeing how he could do little else, he nodded in response. The gunner then smiled sweetly at him. "Then we should get inside, should we not?" He pulled his hand away and Cid grinned happily. The blonde held his hand as he led the taller, thinner man into the building.
A skinny man standing in front of the door with a clipboard stopped them from fully entering the building, though. "Name?" he asked, looking the pair over.
"Highwind," Cid said, still smiling happily. The man, rolled his eyes a bit before looking at the list of names in his hand.
"This way." The pilot was tempted to hit the man in the back of the head for the look he gave them, but followed him in a slight rage, thinking that Vincent might not appreciate getting kicked out of a fancy restaurant because of his behavior. They were seated by a window, which gave them the ability to watch the sun set. The man walked away and Cid growled at him once he was sure to not be heard.
Vincent chuckled softly before smiling at the blonde, his nervous feeling still persisting. Cid smiled back happily, knowing that he had heard him. The man quickly returned, handing them both their menus with a look of disgust. "Your menus," he muttered before walking away.
"Your menus," Cid muttered snottily, impersonating the man, which just made Vincent laugh. The gunner opened his menu, chuckling at the blonde. His laughter died as he read through the items, or tried to at the very least.
"Cid?"
"Hmm?" The blonde also stared puzzled at the menu.
"...Do you understand any of this?"
"Not a damn word!" Cid closed it, smiling happily. "I failed French!" Vincent laughed at the blonde. "Mmm, so should we get out of here, or pick a random thing and hope it's good?"
"Hm, well do you know of a place that makes cheeseburgers?" the gunner asked, smiling at the shocked look that spread across Cid's face.
"You wanna get a burger, Vin?" The gunner nodded, seeing Cid's face lit up instantly. "I know the best place!"
"Are you ready to place your orders?" the man asked, having returned silently. Cid turned to face him and gave the man a sickeningly sweet, false smile. He took Vincent's menu and his before handing them to the man. He stood up and grinned at the stunned look on his face.
"We sure are," Cid said, looking at Vincent, who stood up, smiling as he tried to keep from laughing. "Which is why we're going to do so at a place that serves stuff we can actually read!" Ignoring the man, he reached over and held the gunner's hand before leading him out of the building, laughing. "D-did you see his face?!"
Vincent just laughed harder as Cid led him throughout the small town. Once they had calmed down, the gunner could not help but look at the blonde questioningly as the stood outside of a bar named "Mike's".
"A bar, Cid?" he smiled devilishly at the blonde, who blushed lightly as he scratched the back of his neck. "One might think that you were going to attempt to liquor me up."
The blonde looked at him, seeing that laughter that sparkled in his eyes. He smiled back and led Vincent into the bar, whispering, "Don't think there's enough liquor in the world..." Once they were in the bar, the smell of alcohol and smoke met them, and the ex-Turk's eyes quickly scanned the bar, taking in all of the sights that it had to offer. A loud shout caught their attention almost immediately.
"CIDDY!!!" The blonde pilot grinned happily as they both turned to face the source of the voice. A gaunt, but cheery, man grinned wildly at them, his light brown hair looking as if he just rolled out of bed. "Ain't seen ya in AGES!!!"
"Hasn't been that long, Mikey!" Cid said as the man came out from behind the bar, giving the blonde a tight hug.
"And this must be your special friend," Mike said, turning to face Vincent. A slightly inebriated man shouted for another drink, and Mike just turned to him. "Hold yer damn chocobos! ...Now, who're you, and I hope you can handle the hell Ciddy'll put ya through!"
The gunner smiled meekly at the man, seeing Cid's snort of disgust. "Handle me?!" the blonde snapped. "What do you think I do all day?! Drag people to their deaths?!"
"Well, look at yer past girlfriends, Ciddy," Mike said, grinning mischievously at the blonde. "If I remember correctly, didn't they all say that-"
"Yeah, I remember," he muttered as Mike's grin grew.
"I believe I can handle him," Vincent commented.
"Ya know, that's what the others said, then they-" Mike started to say.
"C'mon, Mikey, leave the interrogation for later," Cid said, blushing slightly. "We're on our first date."
"First date, huh? Well, ya have fun," he winked at Vincent, who blushed lightly. "Your regular booth's open, Ciddy."
"Yeah, yeah, think you've got drunks to go tend to, Mikey," Cid commented, leading the gunner over to his usual booth, away from the bartender. "Don't mind him," he muttered to his lover as they sat down at opposite ends of the booth, facing each other. Vincent smiled at him as he reached over and held Cid's hands in his own. The blonde smiled back, and soon Mike came over to take their orders.
"So, what'll it be?" he said happily as he waited to write down what they wanted on the small pad of yellowing paper.
"We'll take two of yer specials," Cid replied.
"Comin' up. Oh, still never got yer name," he said, turning to face the gunner.
Vincent smiled slightly as he said, "Vincent."
"Well, Vincy, got a last name?" Mike said happily, not bothering to use his full name.
"Valentine."
"Valentine, huh? Did ya sweep ol' Ciddy off his feet?" He chuckled as the blonde pilot punched him in the arm. "What?! Ya gotta admit it, Ciddy, that's a romantic last name. Wouldn't surprise me much if he did...no matter how hard it'd prob'ly be to sweep yer greasy, grouchy ass off a yer feet!"
"Why I'll-"
"Be back with yer orders, lovebirds!" Mikey called as he walked away, leaving a slightly pissed off Cid and chuckling Vincent alone. The gunner began to gently rub his fingers against the back of the blonde's hands, getting his attention almost immediately.
"So," he purred, leaning in closer to the pilot, who seemed to flush a bit. "What is this...'special' that you are treating me to, Cid?"
"Umm...it's just the special that Mikey makes..." he muttered, feeling the temperature rising in the room. Mikey returned with two large glasses of a sparkling white wine, placing one in front of each of them.
"For the couple," he said, smiling sweetly as he batted his eyes playfully at Cid, who pushed him away, laughing.
"Get the fuck outta here!" the pilot shouted, grinning at Mike.
"Ya know ya love me, Ciddy! Don't even deny it!"
"Mmmm, does that mean I should be worried?" Vincent cut in, smiling at the playful banter and the way the Cid seemed to falter.
"Eh, no way, Vincy!" Mike said happily wrapping his arm around the gunman's shoulder, plainly ignoring Cid's evil glare. "I like Ciddy, an' all, but that's as far as it goes!" Another drunken man yelled for another drink. "Fuckin' relax! The booze'll still be there in a minute! ...'Sides I'm to devoted to the love of my life!"
"...His bar," Cid muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, like you're much better with those planes of yours, Ciddy!"
"Hey! I ain't as bad as you are!"
Turning to look Vincent in the eyes, Mike said, "He once ran outta here like a bat outta Hell when it started to rain. The reason: he didn't trust Shera to put a tarp over the Bronco! Sounds a bit obsessive, no?" The gunner chuckled while Cid turned bright red. "But, who knows, maybe you'll be the one to take precedence over the metal contraptions on his mind!"
"Hey, fuck-nut," Cid called, effectively getting Mike's attention, and his pout. "Yer boozers are callin'."
"I would ask if ya kiss yer mother with that mouth, but, seeing how she taught you all of those words, it's kinda redundant."
I'm beginning to like him, Chaos said, grinning almost evilly at Vincent. He's ballsy, at the very least. Witty, too. I'd say that puts him in second place for who to have other than Cid, who comes first. Reno's now third, but just barely. The gunner ignored him, not even wanting to know why the demon decided to create a list.
"Fuck off."
"Aww, think little, ol' Ciddy's feelin' a bit jealous and wants ya all to himself. Well, I've got burgers ta flip and boozers ta liquor up, be back in a bit!" Mike said, leaving them once more. The blonde glared at his retreating form, and heard soft laughter coming from Vincent.
"Is that true, Cid?" he asked, a small smirk settling on his face.
He blushed furiously before responding. "Is what true?"
"Are you feeling a bit jealous?" the gunner purred, leaning over the table and diminishing the gap between him and Cid. The pilot could not help but gasp as he felt the stoic gunner's foot rub against his leg. "Hmm?" It was then that he noticed that Vincent was not wearing his usual, metal-plated boots, but instead, what felt like leather dress shoes. He nodded dumbly as he felt the foot rise higher, rubbing along his inner thighs, and the blonde could not keep the shuddering moan to himself. "There is no need for you to feel that way," his lover purred, rubbing with more enthusiasm the farther up he went. While he did this, he reached over and ran his human fingers under the pilot's chin, pulling him closer to his own face.
As their lips touched, he pressed his foot almost roughly into Cid's crotch, feeling the pilot buck closer to the touch, eagerly. Catcalls rang out from around the bar as the other, drunker townspeople cheered them on, watching the open display. When the kiss ended, Vincent was still rubbing against the pilot with his foot, smiling as he saw the goofy, glazed smile across his face.
I say now would be the perfect time to get under the table and blow him, Chaos intervened again.
"As much as everyone enjoyed the free show," Mikey said, carrying to places and grinning widely. "Here's yer food." he winked at them before walking away, choosing to ignore the flustered appearance that Cid took on in the short amount of time.
Okay, Reno's back to being second, Chaos said. Just for that interruption.
"Cid," Vincent purred, not even pausing as the demon voiced his opinions. "We have to eat now." The blonde let out a shaky gasp as the gunner pulled back, his glazed, blue eyes looking into crimson ones.
"Y-yer such a damn tease, Vin," he commented, unable to keep a smile from spreading across his face.
"Mm, I believe we already established that," he purred, looking at Cid lustfully. The blonde had to keep himself from jumping over the table and taking Vincent in the middle of the bar. It took even more control for him to try and focus on the food that was placed in front of him. "I do not think that it would be possible to actually eat this all."
Cid grinned, "Never is. We'll get Mikey to brown bag the leftovers fer later. This shit's amazin' cold."
"That we will, then."
After they both ate their fill and drank enough to be slightly buzzed, Cid flagged down Mike, who was all too eager to escape from the regulars and sprint towards them. "However can I serve ya?" the brunette asked mockingly. The blonde snorted at him, while Vincent could not help but smile slightly. "C'mon, out with it, gotta bar ta run and all."
"We need the check and this ta go," the blonde responded, seeing the bartender pout at them.
"Well, I'll just put it on your tab, special night and all, and I'll have it packed in a jiffy, even a little extra."
"Extra?"
"Well hell, Ciddy, Vincy's skinnier than I am! Ya gotta keep the man fed! Free of charge too! And I ain't takin' 'no' fer an answer!"
Cid rolled his eyes as Mike walked away, carrying their plates away from the table. "Don't mind him, he's always like that," the blonde commented after seeing the almost stunned look on Vincent's face. He quickly returned, carrying a brown bag in one hand and a bottle of the sparkling wine in the other.
"Your bag, m'lady," he said, batting his eyes at Cid before handing him the bag. This earned him a swift punch to the arm, and he chuckled. "And for the lucky couple, courtesy of Mike's Bar, the wonderful wine you've been suckin' down all night. Again: not takin' 'no' fer an answer." He handed the bottle to Vincent, who seemed almost shocked at the generosity of the man. "Now, the two of you be sure to visit at least once more before ya up and leave town. I wanna get ta know ya a bit more, Vincy." The gunner nodded, intrigued by the bartender's strange actions. "Good, now the two of ya should get going, and have fun."
Cid turned to punch him, but the brunette had already sprinted off to another customer. "Nosy little fuck, he is," he muttered before they left the bar, heading back towards 'the Highwind'. On the way there, the blonde pulled out his cell phone from the tight pocket, slightly surprised that it had not snapped under the pressure of the taut leather. "Hey, get all of the other fuckers to get to deck, and turn on the spotlights, I've got something important planned." With that said he quickly hung up, leaving the person on the other line no time to protest or even speak.
"Something important?" Vincent asked, curious as to what the blonde was thinking. Cid nodded, his nervous feeling returning with a vengeance. "You are not planning on tying everyone underneath 'the Highwind' for the rest of the trip, are you?"
"Nah," he replied, still feeling nervous and jittery. They were back at the airship far sooner than the pilot would have liked. The blonde's nervous feeling seemed to double once he saw that everyone was there, including Cloud, who had a habit of disappearing recently. He swallowed dryly as they reached the deck, a multitude of eyes staring at them.
"So, everyone's here," Reno said grinning at the couple. "What's the big idea, yo?"
"Well, you fuckers wanted to know why I took us to Rocket Town, so yer finding out," he said, glad that he wore such a loose shirt. "I had to get something important."
"Which is?" Yuffie pestered, wanting to know more.
"He's not going to-" Rufus began to ask.
"I think he is, yo!" Reno added, cutting off his blonde lover. The rest of the group looked between to two blondes and redhead curiously, wondering what was going on.
Cid glared at them all before turning to face Vincent, feeling his heart nearly stop in anticipation as he looked at the gunner. "Vin, I know we've only had one date an' all, but, you're the love of my life. I can't imagine my life without you, my Viero," he said, seeing the slight confusion on the taller man's face. "An' I guess what I'm really trying to say is..." He dropped down to one knee before reaching into his shirt, pulling out a small, black box. Keeping his eyes to the ground, he opened it, revealing the ring as he worked up the nerve to ask to question that was on his mind for the past few weeks. "Will you marry me?"
To his side, the majority of the groups either cooed or smiled, a few others looked crestfallen and began to pray that the gunner would refuse. Reno was grinning widely, while Rufus was smiling slightly, trying not to grin like the Turk that was practically wrapped around him. Yuffie and Tifa were giggling in excitement, while Barret tried not to smile.
"Cid," Vincent said softly, his voice sounding a bit choked. "Please stand up."
"Oh, shit," Reno said as everything went silent.
The blonde looked up at him quickly, his heat stopping in his chest. He saw a strange emotion in the watery eyes that stared back at him intently. "Aibou," the gunner continued, looking down at him. "Stand up...please?"
"I told you," Rufus muttered softly as Cid rose to his feet.
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