Cait Sith finally finds a victim for his plan to bring riches for him, sadly as Red XII expected the feline would get in a lot of trouble as he noticed the victim to be the famous pilot…

Disclaimer: None of the characters or anything that revolves around Final Fantasy 7 has ever belonged to me but will always be credited by Square-Enix.

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Chapter Eight – Have your hopes up. Get them destroyed.

He had been through many things that were far worse then having going through such a tiring trip with the black and white individual, but the yaps of the creature just made him sick to the bone. All night and day through the many roads and streets they went through, the cat always found a topic to discuss without stopping to take a breather as it was a disadvantage of having that creature as a friend; Cait Sith just never needed to stop for a mere moment, he just kept yapping away like the world was coming to an end and he had to say everything before his farewell came.

"This plan will be glorious, marvelous, I can't wait to rub it to those broken down robots back at Shinra; who's the great one now!" The cat cried happily as he rested his hands on his hips while still walking with pride.

"And if they refuse to hand over the price, I'll double it! And then triple it! And then….Until they finally hand over the money so I would leave them in peace!" The feline continued yelling out to his dear friend as he seemed quite happy with himself.

As for his dear friend, he chose to keep his head down and walk while trying to tune the voice of the creature out of his ears. Break down, trip…Just please stop talking for a second he thought helplessly as he finally stopped. Has his prayers been heard? He guessed it was a yes as he walked over to the silent feline and stared at him thoughtfully. The talkative of the two had his hands on his chin as he was thinking deeply.

"What made you stop?" Red XII asked calmly as he soon regretted asking the question, he should have just sat there and enjoyed his era of any possible peace then erupt it once more to his poor ears.

"I need to think" the cat stated flatly as he soon fell to the ground and continued with his 'thinking' face expression trying to answer his hidden question mentally.

He hated himself, but the red creature chose pester the silent stuffed animal once more. "What are you thinking of that made you stop?" He asked as he took a deep gulp after noticing the mischievous glint in the eyes of the black and white cat glare so brightly.

Far away, but close laid out in the far yet empty horizon an object, quite huge in size was parked in the center. It puffed away with its rusty and dying engines working the last of its energy as it finally came to a halt. Hearing the silence era around the once noisy location the scene is soon directed upon the glass window that was a shield to those inside the mechanical object.

Inside, behind the glass barrier of the once noise maker the sound of heels clicking against the wooden floor several times were made as finally a figure was found. Her hair was let down before her delicate yet fragile fingers proceeded on tying it with a soft ribbon as her hair was left in a messy bun resting on her shoulder.

Finally the click of the heel stopped as she stood straight up and looked around. It was too peaceful, too peaceful. Finally she allowed her lips to part which were neither thin nor full as her voice was heard.

"Three….Two….One…"

"SHERA, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS PIECE OF SHIT!"

There it was the voice she waited to hear. She allowed herself to let out a sigh, with someone like Cid Highwind she could never of course find one minute of peace…Never.

She stood there with arms crossed as she made her way to the voice with a smile. That was quite unusual, for in normal days she would of course be found angrily stomping her way towards the rude pilot demanding him to try and learn his manners in case any unexpected visitors came. Yes like that would happen.

But ever since she found that mysterious, romantic and one liner paper she fell in love with it and was cheerful the whole day allowing Cid to sleep as he always whined that she woke him up to early. That paper just made her day as she promised to be nice to Cid for the fact that he had been able to take some time off to do something as special as that and write her that note. But of course the surprise that was quite unknown to the female was that Cid himself had no idea of it and its existence till she chose to mention it to him. Finally entering the room, she allowed herself to stand against the door frame as she watched the man before her wave a paper frantically at her face; she allowed him to explain his behavior.

"Shera...If this is some kind of fucking hell joke from some skinny assed Turk you tell me now" Cid muttered annoyed as he waited for her to say something before he erupted in chaos which was his usual manner.

"Show it to me" she stated as she winced at the sound of the blonde haired, hot tempered male figure as he swore angrily before dumping the paper at her hand.

Reading upon the letter she showed many expressions, one was amused; then shocked; then angered.

"Are you trying to hint about the letter you gave me, sweetheart?" She asked calmly not letting her imaginations get the best of her as she found the letter quite similar to the one Cid supposedly gave her, but she never did give him one…What could it mean?

"What fucking letter?" Cid asked as he refrained from saying anything that was directed at her unless he wished to have been attacked by the female.

She was such an idiot, this was Cid Highwind she was talking about; it would be a miracle for him to even remember her birthday. "Are…You trying to say you weren't the on who gave me the letter?" She pestered a bit now annoyed as she refrained from screaming her daily arguments with him.

"What fucking letter?" Cid yelled now as he never did get his answer and he himself was getting his famous quick temper coming out.

"I swear Cid; you always break my hopes of you ever being romantic just once!" Shera cried angrily as she pushed the supposedly letter at Cid's chest and let go of it as she stormed out of the room trying to get as far as she could from him.

"Don't fucking hell do this to me!" He whined childishly at the gone figure as he soon looked down at the piece of paper that was thrust at him, "Someone's been trying to get the bitch soft, the asshole" he muttered as he flicked the pick at his lips as he chased after the brunette women not caring that he might just risk his life.

"Cid, please" the women persisted as she began pressing her fingers hard at the bed sheets as she used that method as her way to bring the stress out; just like a stress ball would.

"Shera babe; I didn't mean to upset you!" He continued whining as Shera shook her head and snapped her head at him.

"No you didn't Cid, you didn't either every other day" Shera mentioned not meaning to make it sound insulting as she proceeded to fixing the lamp post and dusting away the shelves.

"What the fucking hell is that suppose to mean?" Cid mentioned trying to keep his calm just this once.

"You never are romantic or even thoughtful to me, it's always 'that fucking….' & 'Shit that….' Do you know how upset I get when I notice that through out the whole day you never bring the topic about me just once or ask about how I am?" She said placing her hand against her chest before shaking her head. Wanting to tell Cid to forget about it; he already fired away.

"Well then tell me that I'm doing shit, women! How the hell am I supposed to know?" He mentioned as he poked angrily at the bed sheets and faced the wrath of Shera's glare for messing it up right after she smoothed it.

"You should know Cid, that's how…."

"How what, Shera? How normal people act? Because last time I checked you fucking hell enjoyed me being unusual" Cid before leaving the room with a lost and confused brunette standing in the room he left.

She shut her eyes tightly as she took a deep breath and clasped her hand around her temple. Was it really her fault? She just wanted everything to be as it used to be before the fighting….

Opening her eyes she looked around with a shock as she raced out of the room after hearing the surprising yells of the pilot who chose to speak so colorfully, it seemed like an intruder had came.

Reaching the source of the voice she shook her head with a sigh at the sight of the blonde haired man on the ground with a black and white cat on top of him while close by a red creature stood with disbelief slightly embarrassed at the feline's action that made the man yell.

"Next time Cid, watch where you're going or you might collide onto some else worse" the cat mentioned not noticing Shera yet as it jumped onto the ground and gave out a triumph grin before running away from the grasp of Cid.

"I'll show you what will happen next time if you scare the hell out of me and push me onto the ground you fucking hell piece of shit of screws" Cid muttered calmly as he got up and also did not notice Shera yet either.

Luckily the red creature close by did as it walked over to her and bowed its head, "I apologize for my accommodation's actions and behavior. I will make sure it won't happen again" it mentioned as it threatened to thrust its tail at the cat's direction.

"Don't Reddie boy!"

"Or what? I'll end up with a fried Cait Sith?" The red creature asked with a smirk as it sat down on its legs and rubbed his eyes with his paws.

"Oh, it's you guys. Sorry for Cid's language" she mentioned with a soft laugh as the sight of Cid on the ground helplessly from an innocent looking cat made her day and once more forgives the pilot for the daily argument.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Cid finally asked rudely as Shera shook her head.

"Cid, don't treat our guests that way"

"Guests are people who are damn well invited to come over, they're bloody hell intruders!" He pestered as he noticed the cat begin to answer his previous question.

"Business, Highwind" it stated flatly.

"Oh, what kind of business are you talking about?" Shera asked praying it wouldn't involve Cid leaving again.

"On money matters" the feline stated once more.

"Cait, you're being ridiculous" Red mentioned with a sigh as he didn't want the feline to continue.

"Money..?" Cid asked before Cait Sith gave a sigh to the pilot's clueless self as he began to explain.

It took Cait Sith just fifteen minutes to explain the matters he came over for before he erupted Cid's temper.

"You bloody hells are kidding!" The pilot cried as he made his way towards the feline.

"No I'm not; I demand my money or give me the object back it's MINE!" The feline cried greedily as he soon backed away when he noticed the pilot walk over to him. "Shera, Red! Save me!" It cried before running away.

"You're going to regret saying that you little piece of shit!" Cid said as he finally got a hold of the fidgeting creature and made his way to the exit.

It was only five minutes after Cid threw the cat and allowed Red XII outside to never enter after Cait Sith ordered money for an object they had which he believed was his.

"You really didn't have to Cid" Shera told him calmly as she handed him water while trying to tune out the bangs of the feline's paws at the door as it wailed to get in.

"You liked that thing, it made you happy. Aren't that fucking hell dumb to take it away from you and give it to someone else Shera or let someone steal it from you for any price" Cid said before struggling on opening the 'fucking' bottle cap of the water bottle.

She allowed a smile to tug at her lips as she heard him clearly, saying nothing she chose to watch him in the dead silence.

"Shera?" The quiet solitude that excluded the bangs of the feline outside finally broke as Cid's voice broke out.

"Yeah?" She asked softly as she sat down on a chair and tilted her head still holding the smile upon her lips.

"Was that 'thoughtful' enough for your fucking hell expectations?" He asked with a soft laugh as he tried to make it sound genuine but his swearing just ruined it.

"No…" She told him as she noticed the confusion in his face that soon turned to annoyance.

"If that wasn't what is thoughtful to you?" Cid asked trying to hold himself from another argument as he waited for her to reply.

"It wasn't thoughtful, it was perfect" she told him before pressing a kiss against his cheek and making her way happily to her daily errands around the home.

-TOBECONTINUED-

Author Note – Sorry for taking my time in this chapter…Seems like it may take the same amount of time for the rest and I'll only be able to post in the weekends unless I'm lucky! Next chapter involves a small conversation between the scientist and serious gentleman.