Let's see what kinda mischief these boys can get into.

The characters. They belong to Squeeeeeeeenix.

And I don't own Silent Hill. (Yes I do. I own the movie and a game, but not the characters and concepts : P hahaha I'm so damn funny.)

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(Vincent)

I don't know what it is about Cid that makes me feel safe. Something about the way he says his comforting things to me. Others have told me similar words before, but I could never believe them like I can believe Cid's words. Bastard. Why is he so special?

Doesn't matter. I could stay here for the rest of the weekend. I like it when he hugs me.

Shit! I do not like it. Those silly little thoughts slip in my head sometimes.

Liar. You like it, and you know it.

"Uhh, Cid? I think we can go downstairs now." I don't want to fight with myself anymore. It's kind of freaking me out.

"Pick up the chair, Vinny," Cid tells me quietly before letting me go.

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The chair is in its rightful place at the dinner table. My pizza still sits on its plate where I'd left it. Soon it's in its rightful place in my stomach.

"Wanna watch the movie now, Vince?" Cid suggests.

I nod and retrieve the movie. "Reeve?" I ask venturing into the living room, but unfortunately, I need to be louder. "Hey, uh, Reeve?"

"Whatcha need, Vincent?" I think he's a little thrown off by the fact that I'm actually speaking directly to him.

"Do you want to watch a movie with us?" I ask. Reeve was already using the television, so I figured an invite would go over better than a "get the fuck out."

"What kind of movie?"

"A scary movie."

"Get it set up. I'll go make some popcorn," and he goes to the kitchen to do just that.

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This huge creature, the one dragging that enormous knife along the ground, he just ripped the skin off that girl's entire body! This huge creature, the stuff of nightmares, he's wearing only an apron and he creates fear in the hearts of everyone he comes across. This huge creature is my hero now, and fuck it, I want to be him when I grow up.

"Boo!"

Reeve, Cid, and I all nearly jump off the couch, not expecting anyone behind us.

"You boys really like this stuff? It's gonna give you nightmares..." Reeve's mum laughs at us as she exits the room.

"Scared the shit outta me..." Cid sighs and relaxes back in his seat. I nod and lay my head on his shoulder and hold onto his hand. That makes me feel better, at least.

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"I liked all the burning."

"Not surprising."

"And, and the barbed wire."

"I'm sure ya did, Vince."

"I'm gonna have to try that sometime."

"Please. Please don't."

Cid and I are still discussing the movie at bedtime. Reeve offered to sleep on the couch so the two of us could have the bedroom to ourselves. He said he wasn't afraid to sleep alone; it was just a bunch of CGI effects and a guy in an apron.

"Hm. S'not fair. I want a bunch of monsters to help avenge my anger. What's that, Cid?"

"Oh. It's, uh, it's my rabbit," Cid looks kind of embarrassed. "I keep him stuffed in my pillow case, but he kinda fell out, and then you saw him before I could get him back in."

"Does he have a name?"

"Nope, just goes by Rabbit."

"Well, Cid, you don't hafta keep him in your pillow case. I won't make fun of it or anything."

"Reno makes fun," he tentatively pulls the rabbit out again.

"I'm sure he doesn't really mean it," I try to make light of the situation. "Hey Cid? Have you heard anything more from Yuffie about, well, how she likes me and all?"

"No," he laughs. "You're really worried about that, huh?"

"Yes," I respond. "Wouldn't you be?"

"Well, I guess I probably would be. You could be my boyfriend instead."

"You mean that?" I can't tell if he's joking around or not.

"Sure. Why not? Cos... I think you're cute, and you like to kiss me," he laughs a little.

"Well, okay, Cid." And that just sorta killed the conversation. "So, what should we do then?"

"I dunno," Cid says helpfully. "You tired?"

"A little..." I tell him. I'm reminded of a problem that's been coming to mind off and on all evening. "Cid? You said earlier that you didn't care if I jerked off. Would you still be okay with it?"

"Yeah. Can I do it too?" he asks.

"Yeah. Can I sit next to you?"

"Sure, Vince," he says.

I slip under the covers next to Cid and kiss him. I get him to open his mouth some so I can brush my tongue against his. I sit up to straddle his hips, my hands sliding up his shirt, and his gently twisting and tugging my hair.

We work to remove our shirts and our pyjama bottoms, our bodies rubbing awkwardly against each other.

I want him all to myself. I want him very badly, but it seems that every time sex is involved, someone ends up getting hurt. I don't know if I can trust myself to keep from getting forceful and aggressive. Maybe... maybe we should stick to the original plan.

I sit up and slowly start to jerk off, hoping Cid will get the idea so I won't have to explain that I'm too much of a coward to fuck him. He doesn't say anything about it as he takes himself in his right hand, and lets the fingers on his left hand graze up and down my thigh. I know they won't touch anywhere else unless he asks, and I like them there. No amount of arguing with myself can convince me that I don't like these touches.

"Hey Vinny? Kiss me again?" Cid asks nicely, and I can't say no. I lean over him and our lips meet. The contact makes me shiver, and puts me over the edge. Before I can think to warn Cid, I feel myself start to come. I bite down hard on my lip, the sharp pain making the sensations pulsing through me feel stronger.

Cid gasps as my jizz lands on his stomach. His hips buck and he groans softly with each string of come he shoots, mixing his mess with mine. As our breathing and kissing slow, I give in to the urge to press my stomach to his, slick and slightly sticky.

"You have any tissues or anything?" he asks me after a moment.

"Um," I look around, hoping to find something useful, but coming up with nothing. "Here," I pick up my t-shirt and wipe myself off and fold it carefully so Cid has a clean part to use. He starts to laugh at my unsneaky creativity. "What?" I laugh too. "It's not like I don't jack off into enough of my shirts. And I gotta do laundry anyway."

"Nice, Vinny," Cid takes the shirt and gives me another quick kiss. "Very romantic of ya."

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Uhhhh... This didn't quite turn out the way that I wanted it. Oh well! I'm no good at writing the secks, even though it can be kinda fun. Hee. So yeah. It's not hardcore secks, but I don't think little Vinnycent's quite ready for that. Also, no matter how hard I try, I haven't been able to get into the secks writin' kinda mood : ( Maybe soon though. We'll see : D

Damn. I've seen Silent Hill a billion times and even still, Pyramid Head gives me nightmares. I love him so much.

Everybody make sure to watch the premier of House season four tonight!

TBC, yo!