Title: Word of the Day v. FFIV
Author: Garnet Eyes
Archived: fanfiction .net, livejournal .com
Last Updated: 11 Mar 2011
Summary: 12 February 2000 edition.
Rating: K+
Characters/Pairings: Cecil, Kain
Author Notes: vehement, adjective;
1. Characterized by intensity of emotions or convictions, or forcefulness of expression.
2. Characterized by or acting with great force or energy; strong.
Disclaimers: Final Fantasy IV is owned by Square-Enix and I in no way, shape, or form profit off of my writing. This is simply for my own pleasure, and may at any time be removed and/or modified as I see fit.
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Kain was actually, honestly surprised that Cecil had hauled off and punched him in the jaw hard enough to loosen a tooth when he'd shown his face back in Baron some odd years later. He was more surprised by the tirade of off-color language that followed, eventually devolving into an incoherent demi-language, and Kain realized as he spit out a mouthful of blood that Cecil was crying and he didn't even seem to notice that he was doing it. Fortunately, if there was one thing that never seemed to change, it was the fact that the younger knight was a tactile being and the blonde swiftly wrapped his arms around the smaller body and let him rant his heart out; Cecil put up a halfhearted struggle at best before he'd locked his arms around the dragoon's waist and refused to let go for anything. It took a few minutes for Kain to work out a fatigued mumble about his falling off the face of the planet for so many years that the paladin had begun to fear that the court was correct and he'd died. The blonde turned his head and spit another mouthful of blood to the side before leaning down to rest his undamaged cheek against soft, moon-pale locks; he'd not expected to be missed so thoroughly, but he'd make up for it later. After Cecil calmed down a bit, anyway.