Rocket Chaser (FFVII, Cid/Vincent, R)
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Title: Rocket Chaser
Author/Artist:
raisedbymoogles
Rating: R
Warnings: So much cursing it's amazing my monitor didn't turn blue.
Word Count: 711
Summary: In which Cid is hopelessly in love with Vincent and swears a lot.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Cid/Vincent; orientation denial; Cid doesn’t think he’s into guys but his dick tells him different when Vincent is around
Look, it's not like there's anything wrong with it. Hell, one of my crew is a swish, and - okay, I give him shit for it, but I give everybody shit and the whole town knows it. I give Linda shit for having six kids another on the way, and I sure don't have anything against her kids. That's just how I am.
It was just a shock, is all. Hell, I'm over thirty fucking years old - I should be long past this Journey of Self-Discovery bullshit. You think you know yourself like the back of your own goddamn hand after all this time, then something happens and suddenly you're looking in the mirror going 'who the fuck is that?'
And I woulda gone on in blissful ignorance, too, if it hadn't been for that spiky-haired little shit and his friends.
"Hey, Spike. Who's the weird guy in the leather pants?"
"...That's Vincent."
"He always look like someone kicked his puppy?"
"...I wouldn't call it that, but yeah."
I didn't have a lot of time for introspection during That Thing with Meteor, but whenever I had a spare minute I found myself thinking back, looking for patterns I mighta missed back when I was kinda ass-deep in my life. And it wasn't fucking pleasant, thank you very much, revisiting my awkward fucking teenage years - when is it ever? - or after that, when I was working for Shinra. But I won't get into that either.
I can't remember ever lookin' at a guy and thinking "damn, that's one fine ass." But then, I don't remember really doing that at a girl, either. I dated, yeah, when I was a kid, but - shit, back then you chased girls so you'd have something to brag about to your buddies. I don't think a one of us little shits would've known what to do with a woman if we ever got one. And after I went into Shinra's space program, I was fucking busy. The rocket was my fucking lover back then.
...Shit. I guess it was a little more obvious than I thought.
"Hey, Vincent. Let's go to bed."
"....."
So there was this guy hanging around with Cloud. And he drove me crazy, I mean goddamn fucking insane. Vincent goddamn Valentine was an ex-Turk who'd spent the last thirty years sleeping in a box after Hojo fucked him over. And that right there is all you really need to know. When Hojo fucked someone over, he didn't dick around - just look at Cloud. Hell, just look at Sephiroth. If anything, Vincent is Sephiroth turned inside out, all that hate and hurt turned inwards instead of outwards.
I don't know why everyone thinks he's so goddamn inscrutable. Sure, he doesn't broadcast Happy or Hungry or Turned On like most people do, but it's not like he's hiding anything. He's not a talker, what-the-fuck-ever. That's not a goddamn sin. No, what really frosts my damn shorts about Vincent Valentine? He's so - goddamn - wrapped up in himself he doesn't even notice there's a guy trying to destroy the planet, or there's a giant robot-looking thing spewing fire everywhere, or there's a guy following him around like a fucking puppy just waiting for him to pull his head out of his Damn Fine Ass and notice.
Goddamn hormones.
"You have seen what I become, Highwind. You have no business..."
"No business doing what? Huh?"
"Doing... whatever it is you're doing."
"Yeah, well, y'know what? You're right. I have seen what you turn into. I've seen it save my ass. I'm not afraid of it."
"...You ought to be."
I wasn't afraid of his demons. Yeah, I shoulda been, but nobody ever accused Cid Highwind of being too goddamn smart for his own good. And I will tell you this: a Cid Highwind in love is extra fucking stupid. I guess that's all I had going for me in the end.
"It's called tea. People drink it."
"....."
"Look, I'm not going away. I like you, dumbass. And you haven't come out and said you hate my face, so I figure I got a chance. Am I wrong? Tell me I'm wrong."
"........"
"Look, just drink your tea."
"...thank you, Cid."
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Rating: R
Warnings: So much cursing it's amazing my monitor didn't turn blue.
Word Count: 711
Summary: In which Cid is hopelessly in love with Vincent and swears a lot.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Cid/Vincent; orientation denial; Cid doesn’t think he’s into guys but his dick tells him different when Vincent is around
Look, it's not like there's anything wrong with it. Hell, one of my crew is a swish, and - okay, I give him shit for it, but I give everybody shit and the whole town knows it. I give Linda shit for having six kids another on the way, and I sure don't have anything against her kids. That's just how I am.
It was just a shock, is all. Hell, I'm over thirty fucking years old - I should be long past this Journey of Self-Discovery bullshit. You think you know yourself like the back of your own goddamn hand after all this time, then something happens and suddenly you're looking in the mirror going 'who the fuck is that?'
And I woulda gone on in blissful ignorance, too, if it hadn't been for that spiky-haired little shit and his friends.
"Hey, Spike. Who's the weird guy in the leather pants?"
"...That's Vincent."
"He always look like someone kicked his puppy?"
"...I wouldn't call it that, but yeah."
I didn't have a lot of time for introspection during That Thing with Meteor, but whenever I had a spare minute I found myself thinking back, looking for patterns I mighta missed back when I was kinda ass-deep in my life. And it wasn't fucking pleasant, thank you very much, revisiting my awkward fucking teenage years - when is it ever? - or after that, when I was working for Shinra. But I won't get into that either.
I can't remember ever lookin' at a guy and thinking "damn, that's one fine ass." But then, I don't remember really doing that at a girl, either. I dated, yeah, when I was a kid, but - shit, back then you chased girls so you'd have something to brag about to your buddies. I don't think a one of us little shits would've known what to do with a woman if we ever got one. And after I went into Shinra's space program, I was fucking busy. The rocket was my fucking lover back then.
...Shit. I guess it was a little more obvious than I thought.
"Hey, Vincent. Let's go to bed."
"....."
So there was this guy hanging around with Cloud. And he drove me crazy, I mean goddamn fucking insane. Vincent goddamn Valentine was an ex-Turk who'd spent the last thirty years sleeping in a box after Hojo fucked him over. And that right there is all you really need to know. When Hojo fucked someone over, he didn't dick around - just look at Cloud. Hell, just look at Sephiroth. If anything, Vincent is Sephiroth turned inside out, all that hate and hurt turned inwards instead of outwards.
I don't know why everyone thinks he's so goddamn inscrutable. Sure, he doesn't broadcast Happy or Hungry or Turned On like most people do, but it's not like he's hiding anything. He's not a talker, what-the-fuck-ever. That's not a goddamn sin. No, what really frosts my damn shorts about Vincent Valentine? He's so - goddamn - wrapped up in himself he doesn't even notice there's a guy trying to destroy the planet, or there's a giant robot-looking thing spewing fire everywhere, or there's a guy following him around like a fucking puppy just waiting for him to pull his head out of his Damn Fine Ass and notice.
Goddamn hormones.
"You have seen what I become, Highwind. You have no business..."
"No business doing what? Huh?"
"Doing... whatever it is you're doing."
"Yeah, well, y'know what? You're right. I have seen what you turn into. I've seen it save my ass. I'm not afraid of it."
"...You ought to be."
I wasn't afraid of his demons. Yeah, I shoulda been, but nobody ever accused Cid Highwind of being too goddamn smart for his own good. And I will tell you this: a Cid Highwind in love is extra fucking stupid. I guess that's all I had going for me in the end.
"It's called tea. People drink it."
"....."
"Look, I'm not going away. I like you, dumbass. And you haven't come out and said you hate my face, so I figure I got a chance. Am I wrong? Tell me I'm wrong."
"........"
"Look, just drink your tea."
"...thank you, Cid."
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Date: 2009-06-15 04:33 pm (UTC)...Shit. I guess it was a little more obvious than I thought.
BEST LINE EVER! I laughed until I choked. This is awesome. Cid, is so very Cid... and to be honest, I'm surprised your monitor isn't blue either.
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Date: 2009-06-15 07:46 pm (UTC)People at work were staring at me for the little giggle that escaped. (Note to self: Stop reading springkink at work >.>)
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Date: 2009-06-15 06:06 pm (UTC)This fic is lovely and you're so damn good at capturing the characters and scene and RELATIONSHIPS in just a few words. Awesome.
*friends you because she's not sure why she didn't do it a looooooooong time ago*
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Date: 2009-06-16 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-15 06:50 pm (UTC)...Shit. I guess it was a little more obvious than I thought.
I completely agree with the other commenter that this is the best line ever XD
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Date: 2009-06-16 12:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-15 07:54 pm (UTC)And I love the little insight on Vincent and Sephiroth being the same only inverted. It's tiny little details like that that really make your fics for me. *squeak* (Also the first thing Cid commenting on about Vincent being the leather pants. Bwaaah.)
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Date: 2009-06-16 01:58 am (UTC)Exellent fic and I look forward to reading more of your work. ^_^
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Date: 2009-06-16 02:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-16 02:49 am (UTC)Loved it!!
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Date: 2009-06-17 10:19 pm (UTC)I have to admit this is not a pairing I'm into (I'm not against it, just not feeling it), but I loved your story! It would have been OOC for Cid NOT to swear so much *LOL*. His inner conflict felt real and it still made me smile, because it was written beautifully and with such humor!
And the bits of dialogue are perfect, too.
Excellent work!
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