Of Snowstorms and Demons
folder
Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
844
Reviews:
76
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
844
Reviews:
76
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Snowstorms 3
~Of Snowstorms and Demons
Chapter 3
Vincent looked around curiously, his mind racing as he found himself in one of the few functional bedrooms of the mansion. ‘When did I get to a bed? Last thing I remember, I was sitting down at the kitchen table and…’ From there everything went blank.
Rubbing at his jaw to ease the ache, he untangled himself from the sheets. ‘How long was I asleep?’ He jumped, nearly falling from the bed as a loud crash came from down the hall, soon followed by colorful swearing. A dark eyebrow rose. ‘What is Cid doing?’
The gunman crept down the hallway and peeked into the kitchen. He immediately had to cover his mouth and fight back laughter at the sight of Cid Highwind covered in flour, glaring at the broken container on the floor. Glancing at the steaming pot on the stove, Vincent took a small sniff, his stomach growling at the delicious scents coming from the stove and oven, “You can actually cook, Highwind?”
Cid gave the man an embarrassed grin as he hurried to clean up the powder and shattered container, “I wuz reaching’ for the damned salt an’ this thing jus’ fell over on me!” As he dumped most of the pieces into the trash, he threw a glare at the gunman, “And whaddya mean ‘you can actually cook?’ Course I can cook! Jus’ don’ like to, is all.”
Vincent nodded absentmindedly, his eyes still locked on the stove. The blond gave a chuckle, “No use talkin’ to a hungry man when somethin’s cookin’ nearby, eh Vince?”
The raven-haired man didn’t acknowledge him, instead taking a step toward the food. Scarlet eyes flew wide as an open swat landed on his backside. Vincent stopped, turning to look at the pilot incredulously, “Did you just smack my ass?”
Cid gave a grin, dusting off his flour-covered hands, “Yep! No touchin’ dinner ‘till its done.”
The gunman looked at the man’s hands for a second before glancing down at himself. Sure enough, there was a white handprint on the seat of his pants. Looking at the pilot attempting to dust himself off, Vincent gave a smirk, secretly gathering a small pile of the flour from the counter as he spoke, “You missed some, Highwind.”
“Eh?” A blond brow rose as Cid twisted, trying to find what the dark-haired man was talking about, “Where?”
A small puff of white exploded on his chest, “There.”
Cid gave a groan, “Ya know, ‘tween you and fuckin’ Galian, I’m gonna run outta clean shirts ta wear.”
Vincent gave the blond a frantic look, “Galian got out while I was asleep?! What happened? You’re not hurt are you?”
“Nah, I’m fine. That furball’s fuckin’ harmless as an overgrown puppy once ya know what to do. Now go on and sit down. I’ll tell ya ‘bout it while we eat.” Cid pushed the stunned gunman into one of the chairs before turning back to the stove, “How do ya like yer steak?”
“Steak?!” The gunman perked slightly before glancing away uncomfortably, “Um…”
Cid gave him a confused glance, “Whatcha nervous ‘bout Vince? It’s just a fuckin’ steak. An’ don’t tell me ya don’t like meat. I seen ya eat it plenty of times before.”
“It’s not that. It’s just…well…”
Scarlet eyes suddenly flashed to gold and a deep sigh left the man. Cid’s brow twitched and his hand tightened automatically as Chaos’ rumbling voice filled the kitchen, “Troublesome host always over thinks things. You cook that meat any more than it takes to warm it and you’ll find yourself on my plate instead.”
Blue eyes blinked before the pilot gave a chuckle, “Well, I’ll be damned. Ya actually talked without attackin’ afterwards! Why the hell didn’t he just say he wanted it that way?”
The possessed gunman gave a shrug, “Just because I’ve been stuck inside him for over three decades, it doesn’t mean I understand anything he does. I don’t think my companions and I will ever understand the one called Vincent Valentine.”
With that, the golden light left the raven-haired man’s eyes. Vincent immediately rose, backing out of the room as he stammered, “Cid, I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean-”
“Oh, shut up and get yer pale ass back in that chair. He was jus’ answerin’ my question since you were too embarrassed that you like yer meat bloody ta tell me.”
Hesitantly the gunman righted the overturned chair and sat back down, “I try to avoiding eating like that with others around.”
A blond eyebrow rose, “Why the hell do ya worry so much over what other people think? It’s not like their eatin’ the damned thing.”
“It makes a lot of people uncomfortable and nervous and that make the demons more lively. They can sense people’s emotions even with I am in full control.”
Cid gave a small ‘oh’ before seasoning the meat and slapping it onto a heated skillet. As the meat sizzled he grumbled, “Really wish we could grill ‘em but with the fuckin’ weather. Oh well, beggars and choosers right?” He flashed a smirk back at the gunman, “And don’t ya go worryin’ about how ya eat in front of me, alright? I like my steak rare too, though I think it would hafta be a little more done than yers.”
Vincent gave a small smirk and nodded, “Alright.”
Within a few moments, the gunman was staring with awestruck eyes at a large plate filled with steak, steamed broccoli, and roasted potatoes and onions. Cid chuckled around his potatoes, “Ya jus’ gonna stare at it or are ya gonna eat it?”
A flush of embarrassment appeared on pale cheeks but the gunner gave a small smirk and reach for the utensils. Cid continued eating but watched from the corner of his eye as the raven-haired man took a small bite of the steak. The immediate groan that left Vincent’s mouth ceased any and all thought the pilot had of attempting to eat. With each sigh of pleasure the gunman took, Cid had to fight his imagination and curiosity over what sound the man would make in other situations. ‘Dammit! I traveled over a year with him and managed to keep myself in check. Now I can eat a fuckin’ meal without wanting to rape the bastard? The hell is wrong with you Highwind?’
Suddenly he realized that Vincent was staring at him, “What?”
“You’ve been sitting with food halfway to your mouth for several moments, Highwind. If you’re not careful about thinking too hard, you might end up burning out what few brain cells you have left.”
“Oh hardy har har, Emo-boy. When did you gain a fuckin’ sense of humor?”
A dark eyebrow rose as the gunman deadpanned, “Sorry, what was the question? I was distracted by the half-masticated cow rolling around in your wide-open trap.”
Cid grumbled before swallowing and returning to eating his dinner, blatantly ignoring the long-haired man. Vincent glanced down at his own plate, surprised to find that it was already empty. His attempts to glance at the stove unobtrusively failed as the pilot snorted, “There’s plenty more. I figured you would be hungry.”
The gunman paused, looking at the blond with a strange expression before mumbling a ‘thanks’ and getting more food. As he sat back down, he finally had to ask, “What happened earlier?”
Cid looked confused for a moment before grinning, “Oh, that! Galian got bored and wanted ta play.” When scarlet eyes continued to stare at him with a mixture of curiosity and amazement, he clarified, “At first, I didn’t know it but after chasing him fer a fuckin’ hour tryin’ at get my spear back, I kinda figured it out when I quit and he came back and dropped it at my feet.”
“He just…dropped it? Why in the name of Ifrit were you chasing him in the first place? You know what they can do if they decide to attack.”
The pilot gave a sheepish grin, “Well, I didn’t really think about that. I jus’ wanted to get my spear back. And I only got a couple scratches. I don’ think he wanted to hurt me, jus’ been cooped up in that head of yers too long.”
Vincent shook his head, “Only you, Highwind.”
“Huh?”
“Only you would be idiotic enough to play with a demon.”
Cid frowned, “Hey, I ain’t no idiot. I’m alive aren’t I?”
“Only because of current circumstances. I guarantee that were it any other time of the year, you would have become his dinner. Luckily their bloodlust is nearly nullified right now.”
The pilot seemed to think this over, “I been wonderin’ about that. You say it’s their matin’ season but he didn’t really try nothing’ like Chaos did. Oh, and why won’t he go near the fence?”
Vincent blinked, “The perimeter fence?” When the blond nodded, he gave a sigh, “It’s the reason I decided to come here while in this…situation. Hojo developed a defense mechanism around the mansion. After all, it wouldn’t do for such an unstable creature as myself to get loose. There is a chip somewhere in my body that, if the mechanism is activated, doesn’t allow the demons or me to go beyond the fence around the mansion. If we try to leave, the pain in our nervous systems gets worse with each step until we are rendered immobile.”
“Even Batty?”
The gunman gave a chuckle at the nickname, “Yes, even Chaos, much to his displeasure and annoyance.”
“Hmph, might do the bastard some good to have his ego pegged down every so often, ya know?”
“You have no idea.” That strange dazed expression appeared again and Vincent gave another laugh. As blue eyes gave him a puzzled look, he shook his head, “Chaos is quite affronted by our jokes and lack of fear of his retaliation.”
“Oh, so that zoned out look ya get is when yer talkin’ to ‘em?”
A dark eyebrow rose, “I suppose. I had not realized I looked different when I talk to them.”
“Yeah, ya get this really far away look.” Cid smirked, “Kinda like yer stoned or somethin’.”
Vincent frowned and decided it was time to get back to the original questions, “And as far as Galian not trying anything, that is because of their hierarchy. Because Chaos is alpha demon of this ‘territory’ they have to earn the right to mate with anyone in his territory. Either that or kill him and the last time Hellmasker tried to do something like that it just gave all of us a migraine.”
Cid blinked as he attempted to grasp what the gunman had just said, “Wait a damn minute. One of your demons tried to kill another of yer demons? How in the hell could he do that?”
The gunner rubbed at his temples as though remembering the pain the incident had caused, “It’s a rather complicated process and I barely understand it myself, certainly not well enough to explain it to another.”
“Hellmasker is officially a dumb ass in my opinion. So why didn’t Chaos kill Mr. Shit-fer-Brains for even tryin’?”
“He submitted to him in the end. As long as the other three remain loyal to him, he won’t kill them. He finds them ‘useful and entertaining’ to put it in his own words.”
Cid nodded his understanding as he grabbed the dishes and set them into the sink. He’d wash them later, right now he wasn’t losing this chance to talk to the raven-haired man. It was rare for Vincent to open up this much, “So basically no matter how bad they want it, the others can’t get any if he doesn‘t say they can? That really sucks.”
The gunner shrugged, “Not entirely. Their instincts divert the energy into other areas as long as the dominating alpha is around. I guess with Galian, it makes him more playful. I’m not sure what it does to the others.”
The pilot walked over to the fridge, opening the freezer, “Ya still hungry Vince? I got stuff for dessert. What do ya want?”
Scarlet eyes suddenly flashed gold and a smirk pulled at pale lips, “You without those damnable clothes, human.”
The brilliant glow disappeared immediately and Vincent slapped a hand over his own mouth, his cheeks burning red. A snicker came from the pilot and the gunman started to relax, a smirk appearing on his face as Cid threw a cocky grin over his shoulder, “Thanks fer the opinion from the peanut gallery but seriously, ya want anything?”
A hopeful gleam appeared in the scarlet and amber orbs, “Fudgesicles?”
Cid grabbed the box of chocolate treats from the freezer, pulling one out for the gunman and grabbing an ice-cream sandwich for himself. As the raven-haired man unwrapped the fudgesicle and immediately began to lick at the chocolate, the blond’s brow twitched. ‘Must not rape. Must not rape. Whoever invented popsicles and other sweets like that needs ta be shot.’
Vincent raised an eyebrow as he noticed the pilot’s stare, “Highwind, you’re doing it again.” A rumbling voice rolled through his mind, ‘Can you blame him Valentine? You are doing quite naughty things to that popsicle. There is only so much the human brain can handle.’
The gunner glanced down at the frozen chocolate, realizing that the demon was right. Then he looked at Cid, a rare mischievous glint growing in his gaze, ‘He put himself in this situation. I’m curious, just how much Highwind can handle?’
A chuckle rumbled within him, ‘I quite enjoy that idea, Valentine. You have given him ample opportunity to go, its obvious that he is attracted to you as well.’
‘That does not mean he will want to mate us, Chaos. After all, it could just be lust. But I will not object to tormenting him a little. He has it coming to him after all the damn jokes he and Barrett made at my expense.’
Gleeful laughter came from the golden-eyed demon, ‘How is it you humans put it? Oh yes, revenge is a dish best served cold, right?’
Vincent stuck the frozen treat back in his mouth, inwardly smirking as blue eyes followed his movements. ‘Right.’
______________________________________________________________________________________
A/N: Ok, Roommate gone and I LOVE MY FIANCEEEEE!!!! WOOOT! Not only did he get us a new computer but he got a scanner/printer for me, a 32" LCD flatscreen TV, and a new PS2 and PS3.
So not only did we get rid of the smell, but we got some kicka$$ new electronics. Frizzy is a very happy camper ATM. Of course, this means that you all will now be bombarded with my insane attempts at drawing as well as my crazy stories. Hopefully they will be amusing at the very least.
Thanks to all of you for your support and patience.
AND I have my first upload of a sketch I did for the first Chapter of Snowstorms! Hope you guys like it! http://frizzycrls.deviantart.com/art/To-Cid-You-won-t-believe-this-98283787 (Vinny's gonna kill me for this)
SapphireDoG
Wheee! Frizzy updated Snow~storms!!!!! *hug* OmG I love where this is going! Hehe Galian is soooo cute! *Snicker* Its just one thing after another for our poor Cidney >:D Reno-hime, that is evilllllllll! Cid doesn't know any better! Taking advantage of a helpless pilot. Tsk tsk.
Sooooooooooo.......................................What gonna happen in the next chapter? *nudge nudge*
Frizz: And I finally updated again! Woot! And you and I both know that Reno is a manipulative bastard. But I think Cid ends up happy at the end of things, what do you think?
MakoBlackShadow
I love it! More! More! Gives cookie.
Frizz: Here ya go! Oooo is it chocolate chip?
Golden Kitsune
amazing.
this better not be the last chapter to this.
make more.
cant wiat to read it.
XD.
all u need to do is show more on how they got together.
if ya know what i mean.
~Golden Kitsune~
Frizz: You should know by now I CANT do short stories hun. There will probably be many chapters to this and then sequels on top of that (probably involving Sapph and Reno-hime LOL) And this IS how they get together...basically this is a couple of years after FF7 but not quite at Advent Children yet.
PsychoticPixie
Wah!! Soo cute ^___^ I can't wait to read more so please update soon!
Frizz: I'm glad ya like it hun. Sorry it took so long!
uchiha mikomi
oh fu*K!!! well shit! good luck in getting things fixed! i have been there!
miko
Frizz: Things are all better now thankfully! Thanks for all the support.
Golden Kitsune
i know exactly waht ur going throguh.
we just didnt have a bug problem...surprisingly.
maybe they died from the smell.
my cuz and uncle shared a room.
pig city.
mold every where, my cuz was a garbage can.
they moved out and me n my Aunt cleaned it.
hope life is easier for now, cuz mine sucks.
XD.
~Golden Kitsune~
Frizz: Yikes, I hope things work out for you hun!
Setsu
OMG what an ass! I'm sorry to hear your having problems at home with bad roommates. Hope it all works out for you. That was very inconciderate of your roomate. ^.^ Good luck with getting a comp of your very own shouldn't be to hard what with the school season starting back up, their should be some great deals out their. and Kyaaa I read A VCR Complex and it like didn't even click untill Reno showed up that this was the prequel to it XD awesome I loved this chap and that fic! Aww poor Vince being all scared in the coffin and then talking out loud so cid could hear it when he was talking to the Demons ^.^ it so cute! When I saw that you had updated I sqweed....literaly and very loudly, I scared my poor cat that was naping on my printer XD Your and awesome writter and I love your ideas for this story ^.^ I can't wait to see more. I'm so glad your continueing this story. Now my only thought is who will top? Vin? Cid? Both? I myself prefer Vin/Cid but if they both take turns thats entertaining and sweet I think. ^.^ lol guess I will just have to wait Ja till next chap!
Frizz: Wow, thank you hun. Hopefully this was worth the wait. As far as who tops...you'll just have to wait and see!
lo
Very interesting, where are you going to go with this.
Frizz: All I can say is, read and see!
viva_rose
*swoons* I usually dont' like the Cid/Vin pairing, but its growing on me now! I love the way you're working with the demons, beautifully done as always!
Frizz: I actually started out the same way. Never saw myself writing this pairing but it was Sapph's request and I find it growing on me. And how can one play with Vincent and NOT the demons? I means seriously!
Cuzosu
May I just say this: OMG. Please continue this!
Frizz: Of course! LOL
Victoria Lilith Valentine-Highwind
Please continue with this story. You are a wonderful authur
Frizz: *blushes* Thank you hun.
The Brieness
"Frizz: Yep, and now it looks like there might be a third. And a fourth...and maybe a fifth."
*sighs* You just can't help it, can you lady? Oh well, I can't complain. I'm all happy and stuff that I finally got to read this... I've been wanting to since you told me about the er... what was it? Ah, yes, the werewolf reject bit. That was genius I must say. Well, I don't really HAVE to say it, but I wanted to bad enough that Era took the whole thing literally and made me do it. Damn spaz...
Oh, hey! I've started rambling! Fun. What was I saying? There's something sparkly on my book. I like sparklies... OH! You know what you should do!?! I shall tell you! But, er... somewhere where your faithful readers can't see. That's a violation of Section 3 article 9 of the muse handbook, that is, and Kami knows I don't want those harpies on my tail again. So I shall text you or something, 'cause this is too precious to keep to myself. I loves you Frizzy, and you should do that thing where you post a new chapter soon or I'll send Them after you and you know what They do when They get annoyed with un-responsive authors. *holds out a bloody stump of a left hand* It's really hard to type with one hand... *sobs*
Frizz: BRIIIEEEE! No I can't help it. But all of you love me for it. I am so glad you like it hun. *snickers* You are so random but yes, no getting the muse harpies on you. Love ya hun!
Kuragari
*pets Galian* good puppy. You are continuing this one eventually right? I love where it's going! gave me yet another fan art idea. Fetch anyone?
Frizz: LOL glad to hear its inspiring you hun! Can't wait to see what you come up with for a pic!
MyValenwind
OMG! This is epic! I could not stop laughing! This fanfic is amazing, I can't wait for more! You rock!
Frizz: Thank you, I am working to make this a more humorous piece since all my others are so serious. Glad to know my sense of humor works!
Sasuke
I really like this story and wouldn't mind seeing it continued
Frizz: Thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy it!
Chapter 3
Vincent looked around curiously, his mind racing as he found himself in one of the few functional bedrooms of the mansion. ‘When did I get to a bed? Last thing I remember, I was sitting down at the kitchen table and…’ From there everything went blank.
Rubbing at his jaw to ease the ache, he untangled himself from the sheets. ‘How long was I asleep?’ He jumped, nearly falling from the bed as a loud crash came from down the hall, soon followed by colorful swearing. A dark eyebrow rose. ‘What is Cid doing?’
The gunman crept down the hallway and peeked into the kitchen. He immediately had to cover his mouth and fight back laughter at the sight of Cid Highwind covered in flour, glaring at the broken container on the floor. Glancing at the steaming pot on the stove, Vincent took a small sniff, his stomach growling at the delicious scents coming from the stove and oven, “You can actually cook, Highwind?”
Cid gave the man an embarrassed grin as he hurried to clean up the powder and shattered container, “I wuz reaching’ for the damned salt an’ this thing jus’ fell over on me!” As he dumped most of the pieces into the trash, he threw a glare at the gunman, “And whaddya mean ‘you can actually cook?’ Course I can cook! Jus’ don’ like to, is all.”
Vincent nodded absentmindedly, his eyes still locked on the stove. The blond gave a chuckle, “No use talkin’ to a hungry man when somethin’s cookin’ nearby, eh Vince?”
The raven-haired man didn’t acknowledge him, instead taking a step toward the food. Scarlet eyes flew wide as an open swat landed on his backside. Vincent stopped, turning to look at the pilot incredulously, “Did you just smack my ass?”
Cid gave a grin, dusting off his flour-covered hands, “Yep! No touchin’ dinner ‘till its done.”
The gunman looked at the man’s hands for a second before glancing down at himself. Sure enough, there was a white handprint on the seat of his pants. Looking at the pilot attempting to dust himself off, Vincent gave a smirk, secretly gathering a small pile of the flour from the counter as he spoke, “You missed some, Highwind.”
“Eh?” A blond brow rose as Cid twisted, trying to find what the dark-haired man was talking about, “Where?”
A small puff of white exploded on his chest, “There.”
Cid gave a groan, “Ya know, ‘tween you and fuckin’ Galian, I’m gonna run outta clean shirts ta wear.”
Vincent gave the blond a frantic look, “Galian got out while I was asleep?! What happened? You’re not hurt are you?”
“Nah, I’m fine. That furball’s fuckin’ harmless as an overgrown puppy once ya know what to do. Now go on and sit down. I’ll tell ya ‘bout it while we eat.” Cid pushed the stunned gunman into one of the chairs before turning back to the stove, “How do ya like yer steak?”
“Steak?!” The gunman perked slightly before glancing away uncomfortably, “Um…”
Cid gave him a confused glance, “Whatcha nervous ‘bout Vince? It’s just a fuckin’ steak. An’ don’t tell me ya don’t like meat. I seen ya eat it plenty of times before.”
“It’s not that. It’s just…well…”
Scarlet eyes suddenly flashed to gold and a deep sigh left the man. Cid’s brow twitched and his hand tightened automatically as Chaos’ rumbling voice filled the kitchen, “Troublesome host always over thinks things. You cook that meat any more than it takes to warm it and you’ll find yourself on my plate instead.”
Blue eyes blinked before the pilot gave a chuckle, “Well, I’ll be damned. Ya actually talked without attackin’ afterwards! Why the hell didn’t he just say he wanted it that way?”
The possessed gunman gave a shrug, “Just because I’ve been stuck inside him for over three decades, it doesn’t mean I understand anything he does. I don’t think my companions and I will ever understand the one called Vincent Valentine.”
With that, the golden light left the raven-haired man’s eyes. Vincent immediately rose, backing out of the room as he stammered, “Cid, I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean-”
“Oh, shut up and get yer pale ass back in that chair. He was jus’ answerin’ my question since you were too embarrassed that you like yer meat bloody ta tell me.”
Hesitantly the gunman righted the overturned chair and sat back down, “I try to avoiding eating like that with others around.”
A blond eyebrow rose, “Why the hell do ya worry so much over what other people think? It’s not like their eatin’ the damned thing.”
“It makes a lot of people uncomfortable and nervous and that make the demons more lively. They can sense people’s emotions even with I am in full control.”
Cid gave a small ‘oh’ before seasoning the meat and slapping it onto a heated skillet. As the meat sizzled he grumbled, “Really wish we could grill ‘em but with the fuckin’ weather. Oh well, beggars and choosers right?” He flashed a smirk back at the gunman, “And don’t ya go worryin’ about how ya eat in front of me, alright? I like my steak rare too, though I think it would hafta be a little more done than yers.”
Vincent gave a small smirk and nodded, “Alright.”
Within a few moments, the gunman was staring with awestruck eyes at a large plate filled with steak, steamed broccoli, and roasted potatoes and onions. Cid chuckled around his potatoes, “Ya jus’ gonna stare at it or are ya gonna eat it?”
A flush of embarrassment appeared on pale cheeks but the gunner gave a small smirk and reach for the utensils. Cid continued eating but watched from the corner of his eye as the raven-haired man took a small bite of the steak. The immediate groan that left Vincent’s mouth ceased any and all thought the pilot had of attempting to eat. With each sigh of pleasure the gunman took, Cid had to fight his imagination and curiosity over what sound the man would make in other situations. ‘Dammit! I traveled over a year with him and managed to keep myself in check. Now I can eat a fuckin’ meal without wanting to rape the bastard? The hell is wrong with you Highwind?’
Suddenly he realized that Vincent was staring at him, “What?”
“You’ve been sitting with food halfway to your mouth for several moments, Highwind. If you’re not careful about thinking too hard, you might end up burning out what few brain cells you have left.”
“Oh hardy har har, Emo-boy. When did you gain a fuckin’ sense of humor?”
A dark eyebrow rose as the gunman deadpanned, “Sorry, what was the question? I was distracted by the half-masticated cow rolling around in your wide-open trap.”
Cid grumbled before swallowing and returning to eating his dinner, blatantly ignoring the long-haired man. Vincent glanced down at his own plate, surprised to find that it was already empty. His attempts to glance at the stove unobtrusively failed as the pilot snorted, “There’s plenty more. I figured you would be hungry.”
The gunman paused, looking at the blond with a strange expression before mumbling a ‘thanks’ and getting more food. As he sat back down, he finally had to ask, “What happened earlier?”
Cid looked confused for a moment before grinning, “Oh, that! Galian got bored and wanted ta play.” When scarlet eyes continued to stare at him with a mixture of curiosity and amazement, he clarified, “At first, I didn’t know it but after chasing him fer a fuckin’ hour tryin’ at get my spear back, I kinda figured it out when I quit and he came back and dropped it at my feet.”
“He just…dropped it? Why in the name of Ifrit were you chasing him in the first place? You know what they can do if they decide to attack.”
The pilot gave a sheepish grin, “Well, I didn’t really think about that. I jus’ wanted to get my spear back. And I only got a couple scratches. I don’ think he wanted to hurt me, jus’ been cooped up in that head of yers too long.”
Vincent shook his head, “Only you, Highwind.”
“Huh?”
“Only you would be idiotic enough to play with a demon.”
Cid frowned, “Hey, I ain’t no idiot. I’m alive aren’t I?”
“Only because of current circumstances. I guarantee that were it any other time of the year, you would have become his dinner. Luckily their bloodlust is nearly nullified right now.”
The pilot seemed to think this over, “I been wonderin’ about that. You say it’s their matin’ season but he didn’t really try nothing’ like Chaos did. Oh, and why won’t he go near the fence?”
Vincent blinked, “The perimeter fence?” When the blond nodded, he gave a sigh, “It’s the reason I decided to come here while in this…situation. Hojo developed a defense mechanism around the mansion. After all, it wouldn’t do for such an unstable creature as myself to get loose. There is a chip somewhere in my body that, if the mechanism is activated, doesn’t allow the demons or me to go beyond the fence around the mansion. If we try to leave, the pain in our nervous systems gets worse with each step until we are rendered immobile.”
“Even Batty?”
The gunman gave a chuckle at the nickname, “Yes, even Chaos, much to his displeasure and annoyance.”
“Hmph, might do the bastard some good to have his ego pegged down every so often, ya know?”
“You have no idea.” That strange dazed expression appeared again and Vincent gave another laugh. As blue eyes gave him a puzzled look, he shook his head, “Chaos is quite affronted by our jokes and lack of fear of his retaliation.”
“Oh, so that zoned out look ya get is when yer talkin’ to ‘em?”
A dark eyebrow rose, “I suppose. I had not realized I looked different when I talk to them.”
“Yeah, ya get this really far away look.” Cid smirked, “Kinda like yer stoned or somethin’.”
Vincent frowned and decided it was time to get back to the original questions, “And as far as Galian not trying anything, that is because of their hierarchy. Because Chaos is alpha demon of this ‘territory’ they have to earn the right to mate with anyone in his territory. Either that or kill him and the last time Hellmasker tried to do something like that it just gave all of us a migraine.”
Cid blinked as he attempted to grasp what the gunman had just said, “Wait a damn minute. One of your demons tried to kill another of yer demons? How in the hell could he do that?”
The gunner rubbed at his temples as though remembering the pain the incident had caused, “It’s a rather complicated process and I barely understand it myself, certainly not well enough to explain it to another.”
“Hellmasker is officially a dumb ass in my opinion. So why didn’t Chaos kill Mr. Shit-fer-Brains for even tryin’?”
“He submitted to him in the end. As long as the other three remain loyal to him, he won’t kill them. He finds them ‘useful and entertaining’ to put it in his own words.”
Cid nodded his understanding as he grabbed the dishes and set them into the sink. He’d wash them later, right now he wasn’t losing this chance to talk to the raven-haired man. It was rare for Vincent to open up this much, “So basically no matter how bad they want it, the others can’t get any if he doesn‘t say they can? That really sucks.”
The gunner shrugged, “Not entirely. Their instincts divert the energy into other areas as long as the dominating alpha is around. I guess with Galian, it makes him more playful. I’m not sure what it does to the others.”
The pilot walked over to the fridge, opening the freezer, “Ya still hungry Vince? I got stuff for dessert. What do ya want?”
Scarlet eyes suddenly flashed gold and a smirk pulled at pale lips, “You without those damnable clothes, human.”
The brilliant glow disappeared immediately and Vincent slapped a hand over his own mouth, his cheeks burning red. A snicker came from the pilot and the gunman started to relax, a smirk appearing on his face as Cid threw a cocky grin over his shoulder, “Thanks fer the opinion from the peanut gallery but seriously, ya want anything?”
A hopeful gleam appeared in the scarlet and amber orbs, “Fudgesicles?”
Cid grabbed the box of chocolate treats from the freezer, pulling one out for the gunman and grabbing an ice-cream sandwich for himself. As the raven-haired man unwrapped the fudgesicle and immediately began to lick at the chocolate, the blond’s brow twitched. ‘Must not rape. Must not rape. Whoever invented popsicles and other sweets like that needs ta be shot.’
Vincent raised an eyebrow as he noticed the pilot’s stare, “Highwind, you’re doing it again.” A rumbling voice rolled through his mind, ‘Can you blame him Valentine? You are doing quite naughty things to that popsicle. There is only so much the human brain can handle.’
The gunner glanced down at the frozen chocolate, realizing that the demon was right. Then he looked at Cid, a rare mischievous glint growing in his gaze, ‘He put himself in this situation. I’m curious, just how much Highwind can handle?’
A chuckle rumbled within him, ‘I quite enjoy that idea, Valentine. You have given him ample opportunity to go, its obvious that he is attracted to you as well.’
‘That does not mean he will want to mate us, Chaos. After all, it could just be lust. But I will not object to tormenting him a little. He has it coming to him after all the damn jokes he and Barrett made at my expense.’
Gleeful laughter came from the golden-eyed demon, ‘How is it you humans put it? Oh yes, revenge is a dish best served cold, right?’
Vincent stuck the frozen treat back in his mouth, inwardly smirking as blue eyes followed his movements. ‘Right.’
______________________________________________________________________________________
A/N: Ok, Roommate gone and I LOVE MY FIANCEEEEE!!!! WOOOT! Not only did he get us a new computer but he got a scanner/printer for me, a 32" LCD flatscreen TV, and a new PS2 and PS3.
So not only did we get rid of the smell, but we got some kicka$$ new electronics. Frizzy is a very happy camper ATM. Of course, this means that you all will now be bombarded with my insane attempts at drawing as well as my crazy stories. Hopefully they will be amusing at the very least.
Thanks to all of you for your support and patience.
AND I have my first upload of a sketch I did for the first Chapter of Snowstorms! Hope you guys like it! http://frizzycrls.deviantart.com/art/To-Cid-You-won-t-believe-this-98283787 (Vinny's gonna kill me for this)
SapphireDoG
Wheee! Frizzy updated Snow~storms!!!!! *hug* OmG I love where this is going! Hehe Galian is soooo cute! *Snicker* Its just one thing after another for our poor Cidney >:D Reno-hime, that is evilllllllll! Cid doesn't know any better! Taking advantage of a helpless pilot. Tsk tsk.
Sooooooooooo.......................................What gonna happen in the next chapter? *nudge nudge*
Frizz: And I finally updated again! Woot! And you and I both know that Reno is a manipulative bastard. But I think Cid ends up happy at the end of things, what do you think?
MakoBlackShadow
I love it! More! More! Gives cookie.
Frizz: Here ya go! Oooo is it chocolate chip?
Golden Kitsune
amazing.
this better not be the last chapter to this.
make more.
cant wiat to read it.
XD.
all u need to do is show more on how they got together.
if ya know what i mean.
~Golden Kitsune~
Frizz: You should know by now I CANT do short stories hun. There will probably be many chapters to this and then sequels on top of that (probably involving Sapph and Reno-hime LOL) And this IS how they get together...basically this is a couple of years after FF7 but not quite at Advent Children yet.
PsychoticPixie
Wah!! Soo cute ^___^ I can't wait to read more so please update soon!
Frizz: I'm glad ya like it hun. Sorry it took so long!
uchiha mikomi
oh fu*K!!! well shit! good luck in getting things fixed! i have been there!
miko
Frizz: Things are all better now thankfully! Thanks for all the support.
Golden Kitsune
i know exactly waht ur going throguh.
we just didnt have a bug problem...surprisingly.
maybe they died from the smell.
my cuz and uncle shared a room.
pig city.
mold every where, my cuz was a garbage can.
they moved out and me n my Aunt cleaned it.
hope life is easier for now, cuz mine sucks.
XD.
~Golden Kitsune~
Frizz: Yikes, I hope things work out for you hun!
Setsu
OMG what an ass! I'm sorry to hear your having problems at home with bad roommates. Hope it all works out for you. That was very inconciderate of your roomate. ^.^ Good luck with getting a comp of your very own shouldn't be to hard what with the school season starting back up, their should be some great deals out their. and Kyaaa I read A VCR Complex and it like didn't even click untill Reno showed up that this was the prequel to it XD awesome I loved this chap and that fic! Aww poor Vince being all scared in the coffin and then talking out loud so cid could hear it when he was talking to the Demons ^.^ it so cute! When I saw that you had updated I sqweed....literaly and very loudly, I scared my poor cat that was naping on my printer XD Your and awesome writter and I love your ideas for this story ^.^ I can't wait to see more. I'm so glad your continueing this story. Now my only thought is who will top? Vin? Cid? Both? I myself prefer Vin/Cid but if they both take turns thats entertaining and sweet I think. ^.^ lol guess I will just have to wait Ja till next chap!
Frizz: Wow, thank you hun. Hopefully this was worth the wait. As far as who tops...you'll just have to wait and see!
lo
Very interesting, where are you going to go with this.
Frizz: All I can say is, read and see!
viva_rose
*swoons* I usually dont' like the Cid/Vin pairing, but its growing on me now! I love the way you're working with the demons, beautifully done as always!
Frizz: I actually started out the same way. Never saw myself writing this pairing but it was Sapph's request and I find it growing on me. And how can one play with Vincent and NOT the demons? I means seriously!
Cuzosu
May I just say this: OMG. Please continue this!
Frizz: Of course! LOL
Victoria Lilith Valentine-Highwind
Please continue with this story. You are a wonderful authur
Frizz: *blushes* Thank you hun.
The Brieness
"Frizz: Yep, and now it looks like there might be a third. And a fourth...and maybe a fifth."
*sighs* You just can't help it, can you lady? Oh well, I can't complain. I'm all happy and stuff that I finally got to read this... I've been wanting to since you told me about the er... what was it? Ah, yes, the werewolf reject bit. That was genius I must say. Well, I don't really HAVE to say it, but I wanted to bad enough that Era took the whole thing literally and made me do it. Damn spaz...
Oh, hey! I've started rambling! Fun. What was I saying? There's something sparkly on my book. I like sparklies... OH! You know what you should do!?! I shall tell you! But, er... somewhere where your faithful readers can't see. That's a violation of Section 3 article 9 of the muse handbook, that is, and Kami knows I don't want those harpies on my tail again. So I shall text you or something, 'cause this is too precious to keep to myself. I loves you Frizzy, and you should do that thing where you post a new chapter soon or I'll send Them after you and you know what They do when They get annoyed with un-responsive authors. *holds out a bloody stump of a left hand* It's really hard to type with one hand... *sobs*
Frizz: BRIIIEEEE! No I can't help it. But all of you love me for it. I am so glad you like it hun. *snickers* You are so random but yes, no getting the muse harpies on you. Love ya hun!
Kuragari
*pets Galian* good puppy. You are continuing this one eventually right? I love where it's going! gave me yet another fan art idea. Fetch anyone?
Frizz: LOL glad to hear its inspiring you hun! Can't wait to see what you come up with for a pic!
MyValenwind
OMG! This is epic! I could not stop laughing! This fanfic is amazing, I can't wait for more! You rock!
Frizz: Thank you, I am working to make this a more humorous piece since all my others are so serious. Glad to know my sense of humor works!
Sasuke
I really like this story and wouldn't mind seeing it continued
Frizz: Thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy it!