Cloud was nearly ready to break Cid's head open. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?"

Vincent glanced up at Cid, tears staining his face. "Cid? Wh-why did you-? You hit me."

"Damn right, I hit you. I ain't lettin you leave this room."

"What the hell are you thinking, Highwind!?"

"Cid?... Why?"

Cid's fists clenched, eyes narrowing. "Cut the innocent bullshit, Chaos."

Cloud's anger toward him subsided. "C-Chaos?"

Vincent's eyes widened. "What? Cid, what are you talking about? What makes you think I'm Chaos?"

Those puppy dog eyes wrenched on his heart. He highly hoped he hadn't made a mistake. He'd die if he knew he'd actually hit Vincent.

"Highwind." Cloud looked from Cid down to Vincent, crouched on the floor. "Are you sure? He doesn't look like Chaos."

Cid breathed deep. "I haven't seen Chaos in a while now… but I can recognize his influence."

Vincent stood, his legs shaking as he did. "Cid, please. Can you not tell the difference anymore? Look at me." He stepped closer, his hands gently falling on the sides of the pilot's face. "Look into my eyes. You know it's me, how could I be anyone else?"

Cid grabbed the slender wrists, pulling them away from his head. "You're right… I do know you. And I wanna know where Vincent is, Chaos."

Vincent's eyes started to tear. "Cid, please."

"Enough!" He shoved the hands away, knocking him back into the wall. "I'm sick of this act, Chaos! Just tell me where the fuck Vincent is! What did you do to him!?"

Vincent just sat huddled on the floor, his head drooped, and hair covering his face.

Cid gulped. Please say he wasn't wrong about this.

Vincent's lips curling into a grin, over long sharp fangs. "Gotta admit… you're a lot smarter than I gave you credit for." He turned towards him, nearly flooring Cloud to see the golden glint swirling into his eyes. "But how did you know? I thought my Vincent was pretty damn good."

Cid's eyes narrowed. Thank Gaia. "Because I apparently know Vincent a lot better than you do."

Chaos laughed, his voice begining to taint the melodious tone Vincent held so well. "Who's known him longer?" He stood, dusting off his cloths.

"Just because you've infested him body longer, doesn't mean you know him. Now, what have you done with Vincent?"

Chaos just cocked his head at the question. "But I'm curious as to how you could be so sure of yourself." He brought a hand to the bruise of his pale cheek. "How could you stand to strike your beloved Vincent like that?"

Cid was starting to lose his patience. He rammed Chaos into the wall, lifting him up by the collar. "I'm getting sick of this bullshit, Chaos! Where the fuck is Vincent!? He sure as hell better still be in there!"

Both Cid and Cloud's hearts froze from the question, feeling an eternity pass for the answer.

Chaos just groaned, placing a hand on the pilot's forearm. "He's sleeping. But feel free to keep being so forceful. I do like it so." His face tangled into a sinister smile, which made Cid a bit uncertain of who had copied who. Chaos and Vincent were seemingly so much alike now, that it was nothing short of a miracle that he could even tell the difference.

Cid's face twitched with this reality, his grip loosening a bit. "What do you mean?"

"I mean." Chaos spoke as if to a slow child. "Vincent and I made a deal. The poor thing was so tired, so I was going to let him sleep, and I get to have some fun."

"Liar. Vincent would never make a deal with you, like that."

"Just because you wouldn't doesn't mean anything." That evil grin widened, darkening his face, seeming to bring out more of the demon's features. "You must not know him as well as you think you do."

"Shut up!" Cid growled, shoving him harder into the wall.

Chaos crooned. "Ah, yea… just like that."

"Shut up you fucking pervert! I'm still standing behind my decision. Vincent would never let you run free. I don't care how tired he is."

Chaos just rolled his eyes. "He told you about it, dumbass."

"What?"

"We agreed that I would let him sleep, in exchange for letting me have some fun… I just never said when."

Cid's jaw dropped, his grip loosening near enough to set the demon back onto the ground. "You tricked him."

Chaos shrugged. "In a sense, but he should know better, right?"

Cid punched at him again, but the greater agility of Chaos caused his fist to slam into the wall. He growled pulling his hand from the small hole it made, and held it.

Chaos just laughed, waving a finger at him. "Temper, temper."

The demon rolled back, over the bed as Cid lunged for him again. He stood neatly on the other side, and shrugged. "Y'know, as smart as you seem to be, you sure are thick."

Cid growled, leaning across the bed. "What do you mean?"

"See… right there." The scowl on Cid's face enticed him to answer. He sighed… explaining things wasn't one of his strong points. "Vincent told you time and time again, to stay away from him, and you didn't listen. Why the hell do you think he wanted you away from him?"

Cid's eyes narrowed, not too sure of where he was going with this. "Because he didn't want me to get hurt. He told me that."

Chaos waved a finger at him. "Eh, not quite."

"What?"

He smiled, leaning forward, and brought a hand to his chest. "It's because I told him that you were the first one I'd kil, if I ever got out."

Cid's eyes widened. "What? Why me?"

"Duh, because he loved you. Why do you think he settled with the emo kid poster child. Figured it'd make you stop, but you just had to keep pushing, didn't you? Damn… you humans sure are stupid."

Despite the situation, Cid couldn't seem to supress the warmth these words brought to his heart. Vincent really did love him. And from the way Chaos talked, he had for some time now.

Cloud felt a knot settle in his throat. "Why would that do it?"

Chaos' attention focused on the swordsman, who was looking even paler than usual. "Mainly because I didn't know how long I'd remain in control. Vincent's such a tightly wound ball of emotions. He's so much fun to torment… but don't worry, sweet cake. After all this bullshit, you've actually moved to the top of my list."

"What?"

"Well… even by my standards, I think you're a jackass. And that's saying something. You should feel proud."

Cloud's fists clenched, trying to fight back his tears. "So what? You're saying Vincent never loved me?"

Chaos groaned, sitting down on the bed. This was taking much longer than he liked. "Not at first, but he started to. Gah, Vincent's more retarded than both of you combined. I swear, why did I have to get stuck with such an emotional wreck."

Both Cloud and Cid were enraged by this. It was one thing to talk about them, but he had no right to bad-mouth Vincent. "It's your faulte he's so fucked up!!!"

Chaos looked between the both of them. "That was creepy… now if you'll excuse me." He turned torwards the door, possibly enjoying that he now had such long hair to twirl. "I have a playground to break in."

Cloud moved in front of the door, his gleaming eyes shadowed by his rage. "You're not going anywhere."

"Oh not this again."

Cid slid around the side of the bed. "What happened to killing us first?"

Chaos groaned. "And with the questions. It's different. This time I control when Vincent wakes up. There would be little point in killing you, when he won't even see it… so I'll save you for last." His eyes narrowed on Cloud, beginning to lose his patience. "Now, move."

Cloud readied himself for an attack. "I'm not moveing."

"Wanna bet."

Chaos swung around, but instead of hitting Cloud, his fist collided with the side of Cid's head, slamming his head into the wall. With the confusion of the attack not being aimed at him, Cloud didn't see the foot coming straight into his shoulder. He screamed, grabbing his shoulder, as the impact caused it to bleed fiercly again.

By the time either of them could get their head back together, the demon was gone.

"Fuck!" Cid jumped to his feet, charging out the door past Cloud, who was still huddled on the floor in pain. The pilot froze, running back in. He crouched next to Cloud. "You alright?"

"I-I will be. Just hurry. You can't lose him."

"I'm gonna need some help with this. I can't fight him alone. Not with Vincent so dorment."

Cloud struggled to push himself up to his feet. "I'll call Tifa and everyone to let them know what's happening… just go."

"Alright." Cid ran out the door, again, jumping into the seat of Tiny Bronco. He could see the demon was airborn, heading toward Midgar, and he took off after him… no clue about how he could stop him.

xXx

Cid landed as close to the city as he could, searching around for the demon that'd illuded his vision. Having stupidly forgotten Venus Gospel at home, he headed straight for 7:th heaven, hoping Tifa still had at least one of his spears. He really didn't want to have to use it, for fear of damaging Vincent's body, but he knew he'd need some kind of protection.

He sprang through the doors to the bar, glad to see only a few customers chatting in the booth in the corner. Tifa glanced over to him, the phone to her ear. "Cid just came in. Yea?... ok, bye." She hung up, running out from behind the bar. "Cid! Cloud just told me everything. How did this happen?"

"It's a loooong story. Do I have a weapon here?"

"I uh, I keep all the weapons in the basement. Where's Chaos?"

Cid ran to the basement door. "I don't know, but I'm gonna find him, and beat the shit out of him. I don't care if he does look like Vincent." He darted down the stairs, searching through the display on the wall, grabbing the first spear he saw, and ran back up, charging outside.

Tifa put Marlene in charge of the bar and followed him. "Let's spilt up and look."

"Alright."

They took off down separate streets

xXx

The sound of screams caught Cid's ear, and he sprinted towards them, his spear raised. He stopped dead to see where it was coming from. Some children had broken open a fire hydrant, and were playing in the water. Their screams were from joy, not fear.

Cid scanned the area. "Where the hell are you?" He growled through his teeth.

"(Looking for something?)" That mocking laughter echoed in his head.

Cid swirled around, not caring about the odd looks he got from waving his spear. "Where are you?"

"(None of your business. I can't have you ruining my fun just yet, Captain.)" He laughed, seeming to slide from his thoughts. "Get back here, dammit!" Cid ran through the town, searching frantically. He couldn't be too far, to be able to retain a telepathic connection with him. So where the hell was he?

Cid caught sight of a swirl of red, and took off after it. "I'm gonna find you, you son of a bitch. And I'm gonna get my Vincent back, even if it kills you."

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AN: OMG CID'S NOT A JERK!!!

i was having trouble finishing this. had almost no clue how to. this parts a little hazy on the details, but hopefully i have enough to whip something off