So this took forever for me to get too, and I apologize. Believe me I wish I was better at updating too. (Aside from offline life being a bitch and my motivation being bitchy-er, I literally had no idea how to end this one.)

Anyway, for those of you that don't know who ZJ is, ZJ is my Original Character and Zack's half-wutain first born son. Before anybody throws a bitchfit, no I did not make him important to the FF7 storyline. He was either in Wutai or hidden by ShinRa during the whole thing and there's this whole story about it but I digress.

(And I didn't make him Zack's kid for any other reason than I wanted my Zack Fair RP blog to have a son, and then kept him around because ZJ is my angst baby and I love making him miserable.)

"I do not think this is a wise idea Zack."

"Nonsense- you two need to learn to get along!"

And that was how Vincent found himself awkwardly sitting in the living room with Zack's only son- an illegitimate child from Zack's early days of enjoying his newfound sexual freedoms.

"They had met before. Once. It had been perhaps one of the worst first introductions Vincent had managed in his long life. (Which was saying quite a lot considering how he had met many people as a Turk.) So, Vincent could not begrudge the boy's hard stare.

The evening had started out uncomfortable, and gradually crashed it's way down a mud-encrusted hill.

First, Vincent sparring with Zack when ZJ (that was the boy's initials, and Vincent had rolled his eyes when he learned what the letters stood for) arrived, just in time for Vincent to rake his claws into his lover's shoulder. After some fussing, a Cure, and an unamused glare in Vincent's general direction, things settled down an they all went inside for dinner. Conversation ended up being practically banned from the table when Vincent found himself arguing vehemently with ZJ over his age- which was only stopped by Zack shoving food in their mouths. The most recent thing was yet another squabble over ZJ's taste in music (Vincent found the technologic thrum to it grating and ZJ griped that he was simple too old to appreciate it), and the less-than-polite company the boy tended to keep.

So, there they were, Zack glancing between his two favorite men and obviously trying to work out a solution to their distaste for each other. Vincent wished dearly he could be of better help towards that end, but almost everything about ZJ seems to be specifically tailored to be annoying.

"ZJ," There it was- Zack had a plan for a compromise. Vincent could see it in his eyes. "How's that Guard Hound pup you mentioned the other day?"

Vincent narrowed his eyes in concern at both Fairs.

"Eh? She's doin' alright I guess. But like I told you- I can't keep her around. My apartment doesn't allow pets, Dad. And no, I haven't found a place for her to stay yet either. I might just have to move after all."

"You would not consider a shelter of sorts?" Now both Fairs turned to look at him- Zack with victory in his eyes and an excessive eye roll from his son.

" 'Course not! Shelters still kill things if they aren't adopted 'quickly enough'."

From there the conversation turned to various ways human beings were awful needlessly cruel beings and the abused creatures needed better looking after. It wasn't until nearly an hour later that Zack finally had to remind them that it was getting late and ZJ was probably going to need rest for work in the morning.

For once, Vincent was actually mildly regretful to see ZJ leave. At least until- "Hey vampire, don't keep Dad up late too late either!" Even as he growled, Zack bit his own lip to keep from snickering as he shooed ZJ out.

"Your son is a brat." Vincent grumbled after they were alone again.

"Well, yeah. But he's sixteen. Teenagers do some really dumb things. But Vincent?"

"Hn?"

"Thank you. It means a lot that you two at least have some common ground to work with."

Choosing not to answer verbally, Vincent drooped and let his forehead res against Zack's shoulder. Silently attempting to communicate that he only did these ridiculous things for Zack because, unfortunately for them both, he was hopelessly in love. He took Zack's kiss to his hair, and arms wrapping around his waist to mean Zack understood.