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They were far away from any civilization. Hiding from the harsh lights, loud noises, and the never ceasing movement of those with too little time.

They had been planning this trip for quite a while, Zack having convinced Reeve to give him these slow months away from being General. From being what everyone else needed. Vincent, with much needling from his lover, had voiced his own plans to be alone somewhere, anywhere, that held no one.

To Vincent's muted surprise, no words were actually spoken during the first three months of their time away. Instead, they spoke with traded glances and expressions, gestures and gentle touches.

Yet, for all the silence they shared, the world around them was not. This little piece of land they found was untouched by human hands. It was a wild place where Gaia herself ruled supreme. Here they heard the Planet as she was meant to be; the Wind, the Rain, Animals and even the Plants seemed to have a language all their own if they only cared enough to listen.

This, Vincent mused, was what living must feel like. Even when his heart still beat, he couldn't remember feeling in tune with himself.

Zack settled quietly next to him, not quite stirring the elder from his thoughts, but Vincent did lean ever so slightly towards him to acknowledge his presence. As a reply, Zack slid a hand over his gauntlet and waved to catch his full attention. Knowing what he wanted, Vincent complied, raising an amused brow and following that beautiful violet gaze at the heavens.

Together, they lounged under the night sky, just as they had for many nights past. Just as then, Zack eventually fell asleep, his head in Vincent's lap with his hair having pale fingers run through it.

Whether or not Zack knew anything about the constellations, Vincent mused, looking down at the other, he wasn't sure. But there was something wonderful, gazing at cold, otherworld lights that Cid was most obsessed with.

The next night was the same. Zack would attempt to gain his attention and they would sit under those stars in different locations. (Neither bothered to make camp. Vincent didn't eat or sleep and Zack never said anything against foraging for food and sleeping under the stars.)

In trees, near lakes and streams where the star's reflections lit up the night. In meadows, ledges and the top of the mountain-like hills they climbed- just because they could. Just to see if they looked any different fro the night before.

It wasn't until the night before they were due home that Zack finally spoke up.

This night had been mostly the same up until then. Vincent was kissed until he almost forgot where were standing, (in the middle of a tiny lake island, usually a place only trodden by water birds) and would have fallen into the water if his balance had been that of a lesser's man. Of course, Zack tugged until he leaned in the opposite direction and eventually settled beside him on the little lump of sand.

"I'm glad we did this. I missed seeing my old friends in the stars. Haven't seen 'em since Cloud and I split up at Midgar years ago." Carefully studying his wild lover through thick lashes, Vincent let the words sink in.

"I believe they missed you as well Zack."

The smile was so very sad, thankful, and somehow relieved. Though he probably would not have guessed the relief had Zack not kissed him after the words were already too late to take back.