Challenge Fic 1

VVL69: Yeah, I know it's been a while. I have college, and I'm trying to write a book about wizards and fantasy and such. But I couldn't forget you all, you mean so much to me. My readers are the only things keeping me writing on this site.
Vivi: *snoring*
VVL69: Poor guy had a hard night. He was up all night rehearsing the script for me. *pats Vivi's back*
Vivi: *mumbles in his sleep* Never knew . . . you could do . . . that . . . *leans limply over the couch*
VVL69: Though how one could fall asleep standing up is funny. This is just like the sleeping weed incident in Lindblum Grand Palace. Well, anyway, here's the next chapter, with Vivi's blessing. *holds up script with the cover written over in red marker*
Vivi: snz . . . x . . . on with the show . . . *snores*

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Zidane looked up at the clear sky. The stars were twinkling brightly, and once in a while a fiery point of light shot through the darkness with a showy blaze. "Nice night," he said to himself. He raised an eyebrow at a set of approaching footsteps, then a collision with the wooden floor of the Prima Vista. "Vivi, you should get some of those lead boots I saw in the Black Mage Village."

"I'm-m wearing them," Vivi quaked softly. "They don't he-help."

"Aww. Well, c'mere and watch the stars with me."

Vivi waddled over to Zidane and lifted himself up onto the edge of the prow. "Zidane, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Vivi. You can ask me anything." Zidane turned to look at Vivi's half-closed, glowing yellow eyes. "What is it?"

"I saw Lani and-and Amarant doing something . . . " Vivi folded his fingers into his lap and frowned at the hardness there. It hadn't gone away.

"Well, what'd you see?" Zidane inquired. "Did you catch them making out?"

"Um . . . mm . . . " Vivi knew what making out was, Zidane had told him, but that wasn't making out . . . it was much too . . . what was the word?

Uncomfortable. That was it.

"Well, n-no, they weren't . . . " He looked up at Zidane. "Amarant was bending Lani over and . . . um . . . aaaah . . . "

"Oh, let me guess," Zidane supplied, "they were having sex."

"I don't know . . . " Vivi shook his head. "What is sex anyway?"

Zidane placed a hand on his face and frowned deeply. How in the hell was he supposed to tell the kid things like that? Where was his mother to tell him? Where was Kuja to tell him what it was? Couldn't he have asked someone else? Urghh . . . Vivi sure did it. "Man, kid . . . " He frowned again and shook his head as Vivi had done. "You sure put your shoe to my balls." He shrugged. "Oh well, I guess I can tell you what it is . . . it shouldn't be too hard, after all." He noticed Vivi fidgeting with his pant laces and looked down. "Vivi, are you having some trouble?"

"N . . . no . . . it's just . . . It won't go awaaaay!" Vivi wailed.

Zidane smirked. "Kid, there are worse things than an erection. That's what it's supposed to do."

"Then why does it hurt?" the little mage whined. "It hurts and it won't go away . . . and my pants feel tight . . . "

"Well . . . " Zidane thought for a moment. "Maybe you're thinking about something dirty. What is it, Quina naked?"

Vivi held his stomach and flopped over into Zidane's lap. "Her cooking's great but she's waaay too big . . . She'd eat me up!"

Zidane chuckled. "Or maybe you're thinking about Eiko. I'll admit, she's cute for her age."

"She's also flat. I like Lani better."

"Yeah," Zidane sighed dreamily. "She's got a fantastic set of boobs."

"U . . . m . . . " Vivi punctuated his statement carefully. "That word makes my mouth feel weird."

"What, boobs? I mean those things on her chest, Vee. You know, how they bounce and jiggle . . . "

Vivi shook his head. "They're too big. I like Garnet's better . . . they're higher up."

"Yeah, they are perky." Zidane nodded. "So what do you want to know about sex, kid?"

"Um . . . just everything . . . "

"Okay. Well, first, a girl has something that sticks in. I think you've noticed that . . . and we guys have something that sticks out." Zidane lowered his head to where Vivi was still fidgeting with his pants. "And it's supposed to go in a girl, which is why it gets hard."

"Um . . . " Vivi scratched his head through his hempen hat. "What, that thing that sticks in? It's way too small!"

"Not her belly button, Vivi." Zidane hacked out laughter. "You're silly. I mean the part they cover with their underwear."

"That sounds weird . . . " Vivi fell over and covered his eyes. "Not there, it wouldn't look right."

"W-ell . . . " Zidane chuckled, "Kuja sure likes it in there. But I don't mean her behind, I mean the front of her. You've never seen a girl naked?"

"Wait . . . " Vivi came to a realization. "You mean the part with all that curly hair?"

"Yeah, Vivi. But who did you see with curly hair?"

"I saw General Beatrix bathing in the river yesterday. She just laughed at me and asked if I wanted to join her . . . But she doesn't have a lot of hair, it's just in a little stripe." Vivi frowned. "Do they make it that way on purpose?"

"Some do," Zidane nodded. "But anyway, that's where it goes."

"But why would you want to do that? It has to hurt." Lani sure had looked like she was in pain . . . and she made a weird noise . . .

"It hurts just the first time, and only for the girl. Then it feels great."

"I don't understand . . . " Vivi sighed. "I'm going to go to bed."

"Eh, okay," Zidane shrugged. "You be good now . . . why don't you go sleep with Ruby? She sure likes male company." What he failed to mention, however, was that she'd had a lot of it over the years. "Goodnight, Vivi."

"Goodnight," was the reply as Vivi stepped carefully down the deck to the sleeping rooms.

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VVL69: Sorry for the short first chapter, I had to get things rolling. Anyway, the lemon should be coming in next chapter or the chapter after, I'm not sure which.