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Well heres the next chapter, i wrote it whilst being ill haha. So if its really crappy then I'm sorry mkay?

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Things had picked up for Vincent since he had opened up with his problems to Cid, it had been two weeks since then and the rest of the team had been dropped off to their desired destinations. Tifa was the last one to be dropped off along with Cloud in the destroyed Midgar, they had wanted to go back there to help the people who had been affected by the Meteor Crisis as they both felt that it was their duty to help those who their mistakes had affected. Vincent had always found Tifa a sweet lady with a heart sometimes too kind for its own good, it had sometimes annoyed Vincent how Cloud had walked all over her when Aeris was around but he never voiced his views on this since he knew his time and place. But now Aeris was long dead and Cloud was trying to move on, fortunately for him Tifa had always been there, waiting for him to return to her. Tifa had endured the triangle relationship through out their journey and Vincent thought it was only fair that now she would finally have Cloud to herself again.

"Sure you don't wanna run after Tif, Vince?" Cid elbowed his friend in the ribs as they watched Tifa and Cloud waved them goodbye.

Vincent ignored Cid's childish remark and continued to watch out of the Highwind's large window.

"I saw the way you looked when she hugged you goodbye buddy, never seen you look so frightened. Don't ya want a woman to do that to you every mornin'?" Cid was laughing away to himself as he mocked Vincent.

Tifa had hugged both of them before she left but unfortunately for Vincent he had bent down a bit to low when she had hugged him and since Tifa was a strong woman in the end his face had ended up straight in her boobs as she embraced him. The only thing he remembered thinking was how much he had missed the air whilst they smothered him. Since then Cid had been stating that Vincent really needed a pair of boobs in his life however the gunner knew that wasn't what he wanted but he had absolutely no idea how to break the news to Cid without being thrown out of the Highwind.

"Right then sulky we best get back to Rocket Town. Go get your stuff. My Shera can't wait to see you again." Cid returned to the deck of the Highwind and was ready to head home.

Vincent returned to his room in the Highwind, this maybe the last time he would use this room since it was unlikely they would all be fighting again together. They had restored the peace to the Planet. Vincent didn't have many clothes at all so the bag Cid had lent him was remarkably light, the pilot had cussed and ranted over his lack of clothing whilst stating that Shera would adore to take him shopping. A shopping trip with one of the biggest worriers in the world. The idea of that was already vaguely distressing Vincent.

Hauling the blue bag over his shoulder and returning to the deck of the Highwind Vincent could already hear Cid swearing down the phone at Shera.

"BED Shera. Yes Shera. Vincent needs a god damn bed! Do you understand?" Cid was gripping the phone in his hand as he got angrier at Shera.

"Right, good. Thanks Shera, we should be there in an hour." The captain slammed the phone back onto the hook.

Turning round he saw a confused looking Vincent staring at him.

"Eh sorry 'bout that. Shera aint got out the fuckin' spare mattress for you. Damn women works like a snail..but slower." The captain took a puff of his new cigarette to calm himself down from the talk with Shera.

"Am I causing her trouble…?" Vincent felt bad that Shera was being yelled at by Cid just because he was coming to stay with them, that was one thing he disliked about his friend, the way he treated such a lovely woman.

"No, don't start worrying over that. She's jus' being forgetful that's all." The pilot smiled as he walked over to take Vincent's bag from him.

"Ya know. You're lookin' a lil better recently," Cid looked his friend up and down, he was still far too skinny but that was going to be Shera's job. "Yeah defiantly, the…erm..colour is back in your skin. You're just normal white now not grey-white haha." Vincent smiled at the captain, it was his best attempt at making something sound complementary.

"Yeh. I'm feeling much better recently…Thanks Cid." The gunman thought that he owed Cid a lot of thanks for helping him the past two weeks and it was true he was defiantly looking a lot healthier even he had noticed himself. Living with Cid and Shera might be a good thing after all Vincent thought to himself, he had been having some reservations recently about invading in on their lives but it was mainly due to Chaos finding any opportunity to get a self loathing thought into his hosts mind. Luckily spending time with Cid and actually taking care of himself meant that Chaos had quietened down abit since Vincent was feeling stronger mentally and physically.

It was just over an hour since Cid had rung Shera and all she could do was panic that everything wasn't ready for her Captain and his companion. The cushions weren't all on the couch; the stove was still dirty; the shower hadn't been completely cleaned and the welcome back cake she had spent all afternoon making for the two of them didn't look yellow enough. Shera had truly gone insane with preparing the Highwind household for Cid and she was convinced half the things she had found under their bed and couch hadn't even been registered as living bugs.

She had made Vincent's new bed, he was going to be sleeping where Cid had kept all his equipment since once cleared out it was a fairly spacious room. Shera however was now finding herself worrying over the smallest things, did Vincent like green? Since they were the only spare bed covers she could find. Did he like to shower or bathe since they didn't always have much hot water. Was he a fussy eater? She had stocked up the fridge with loads of different varieties of food. Did he like tea or coffee and was he as demanding as the captain? When she had first met Vincent he seemed quiet and polite but maybe that was just because of the hard situations they were in, Shera wasn't sure how she was going to cope if he ended up as loud and demanding as Cid. " Maybe I could just sneak out one night and never come back," she thought, "….Oh but then who would do all the washing and the cooking. No no Shera..you need to care for the boys now."

Flustered and panicking, Shera watched the Highwind land just near where the Shinra 26 had been launched some months ago. The captain and his new friend where home. Shera rushed into the kitchen, getting out the cups and plates so the captain wouldn't find anything to complain about when he arrived back in his house.

"W-welcome home Captain!" Shera smiled shyly at the pilot as he walked through the door carrying two bags.

"D-do you want me..t-to get them?" she quickly went to Cid to aid him with the baggage.

"Nah Shera, I'll go put these in our rooms. Tend to Vince will you," Cid chuckled as he walked off.

Shera looked over to the man standing in the doorway, he looked like he could flee any second. She had met Vincent a few months ago when they had launched the Shirna 26 into space and he had been sat next to the captain the whole flight not moving an inch but she was convinced he hadn't looked this frail before.

"Um..V-vincent is it?" she pulled out a chair for him.

"Yes. Miss Shera." He was staring down at the floor trying to avoid any eye contact with her.

" Please! Take a seat!" she scuttled off to find Cid, worrying about the new companion he had.

Vincent politely nodded to her as she vanished and took a seat in the scarily clean Highwind household, it looked like Shera had put a lot of work in to make the once cluttered house look like this.

Before he had time to even think properly Shera was rushing back into the kitchen with Cid slowly trailing behind her.

"Y-you boys must be hungry! Vincent do you want some cake I b-b-baked earlier?" talking so quickly meant that she was stumbling over her own words.

"..No I'm alright thank you Miss Shera."

"But..but I made you two a cake. Please just have one slice." She looked at the two men with sad eyes.

"God damnit Shera! Fine! If it will stop your fuckin' flappin!" Cid got up and grabbed two plates from the cupboard.

Vincent watched Shera as she busied herself around the kitchen serving the two of them tea and cake. She wasn't the tallest of women with a petite frame; her long brown hair was neatly tied up with a few bits falling loosely around her face. The only thing messy about her appearance was the white lab, which looked like she lived in it with all the oil stains and marks over it. Shera would probably have been a fairly attractive lady if she had time to spend on her appearance. But instead she spent her time acting like Cid's nanny due to her feelings of guilt of the Rocket launch, maybe now Cid had got his dream and gone into space Shera could live a life for herself now instead of everyone else. Sadly at this rate she was going to be fussing over two men instead of just Cid.

"Thanks Sher. I've missed this fuckin' tea." The pilot sipped the tea and smiled at the lady. Looking slightly flustered from the complement, " Yo-your welcome Captain. I havn't made tea in so long..I was worried that it wouldn't taste nice for you.." she stuttered through her words as Cid smiled kindly at her.

"Shera. You gotta stop fuckin' calling me Captain now, right? You aint one of my Highwind boys. Got it?"

"Sorry Cap-! I mean Cid, sorry Cid," Shera was getting more flustered as the captain smiled wider at her.

Vincent sat quietly munching on the cake feeling rather awkward being placed between Cid and Shera. There seemed to be a good friendship between them and it made Vincent feel as though he was slightly interfering in it.

After some soft bickering between Cid and Shera, the mechanic finally cleared away the table.

"Vincent. Would you like a bath? You know..make yourself feel at home?" she smiled softly at him, trying to make the shy man feel more comfortable in his new home.

"…That would be nice. Thank you Miss Shera." The gunman got up and was ready to locate the bathroom when Shera quickly waved a hand at him.

"No no no! Stay seated Vincent. I will run it for you, I'll find you some towels and call you when its ready! Stay and keep Capt- Cid company!" she hurried off down the corridor to the small bathroom at the back of the Highwind.

The gunman and the pilot sat in a comfortable silence for a while until Cid finally spoke.

"So you like Shera then?"

"..She's nice..very busy.." Vincent stated quietly.

"Yeh. She's a worrier that's for sure. But she'll sure take good care of you." The captain poured himself another cup of 'Shera's famous tea'. "Her teas damn good too, want another cup?" Cid smiled affectionately as he poured the cup.

" No thank you." The gunman fiddled with his empty cup.

They once again sat in silence as Cid focused himself with enjoying his fresh cup of tea. Vincent felt an irritating thought at the back of his mind, whilst Cid and him had been travelling together it had seemed that the pilot had no interest in Shera but now he was home to her and he had achieved his dream there was a sudden rush of affection to her.

"..You like Shera then?" Vincent couldn't help himself from questioning the pilot.

"What was that Vin?" Cid had been too busy enjoying the cup of tea to hear the gunman's low voice.

"You..like Shera..?" he repeated slowly.

"Oh. Well..yeah. Yeah I do." Cid nodded as though he was confirming it to himself.

Vincent shifted his gaze to Cid, the pilot was looking rather confused at his own thoughts.

"I mean..ya know about it Vin…I think she's the one.." he seemed to be struggling to put his affection for the mechanic into words.

"I see." That's all it took for it to hit Vincent, Cid would never be his. He was in love with Shera.

'Way to go Vincent. Now you're going for men who are taken. Can't you ever go for anyone single? Idiot.' Vincent mentally beat himself up for thinking Cid might have more feeling for him.

"Where is the room I will be staying in Cid? Please tell Shera I don't want the bath. I am tired." Vincent got up quickly trying not to make eye contact with Cid.

"What? It's just the second door on the left Vin. Sure you don't want a bath? Sher always makes the most relaxing baths."

" No. Goodnight Cid." The gunman left a harsh emphasis on the end of the sentence to make sure no more talking was done.

Vincent found his room in the small house and noticed Shera had already unpacked his minuscule amount of clothing, he found it hard to feel any hatred towards the woman. She had known Cid first and it was his choice to fall in love with her but it didn't stop Vincent feeling jealous towards her.

"See Valentine. You always get hurt. There will always be someone better than you. Cid wouldn't ever choose you." Vincent felt a sharp stabbing pain in his head as Chaos made him come back, he seemed to be always around to comment on the fallings of Vincent. He obviously wasn't ever there for the positives in his life.

Ignoring the demon Vincent got into the freshly made bed still fully clothing, he didn't feel any desire to get changed, finding out Cid didn't want him had felt like a part of him had silently died inside.

"Useless boy. Just run from your problems. Sleep them all off. Try to escape." Chaos kept taunting his host, relishing in the fact that he had just found out that Cid didn't like him in the same way.

"Close your eyes Valentine. But remember in sleep..the nightmares will always chase you". The demon cackled as Vincent slowly fell asleep waiting for the dreaded nightmares.

BEEEPPP! That's chapter five done. Bye for now! Hope you enjoyed it :)