Title: Fun and Games.

Setting: Pick one.

Pairings: Valenwind.

Disclaimer: I think ya'll know that I don't own this by now. If you think I do...stop taking drugs.

Warnings: Yeah, -grins-here we go again. Shameless CidVin fluff, games, teasing, swearing, slash, yaoi, shonen-ai, sex, blah, blah, blah, I think you get it by now. Flamers will deal with my fury.

Beta: Aileen

Cool

"Fuck, it's hot!" Cid complained, yet again. A groan came from almost every one else in the group. Cid looked at them all. "Ya'll can't tell me that it ain't!"

"It's your fault!" Yuffie shouted, sweating. "You're the one who controls this-" She leaned forward as if she was about to throw up before standing up straight. "Flying, metal death-trap! So you can fix the air conditioning!" Cid took his eyes off of the sky as he turned to glare at her. He opened his mouth to yell at her, but just then, shouts came from the other members of the group, telling him to keep focused.

"I ain't deaf!" Cid snapped as he looked where he was steering. "Calm the fuck down, I know what I'm doin'." He heard someone mutter a response, but he could not fully hear them. "Fuck'd you say?!" Getting no reply he snarled.

"Maybe everyone should go to their rooms," Cloud suggested. "That way we can all calm down and relax for a while." Most of the group nodded and they all dispersed, leaving Cid alone as hee steered 'the Highwind'. He grumbled to himself about the 'no-good, rotten kids' in the group as he chewed on the filter of his cigarette.

"Fuckin' heat," Cid groaned as sweat trickled down the side of his face, only making his mood even more sour. "No good air conditioning, damn brats..." As the blonde ranted about everything that came to mind, he failed to notice that someone had walked back into the room. "What the fuck does it take to be cold around here?!"

Cold sweeped over Cid's skin the instant he finished his question. He realized that someone had poured cold water over him. Anger filled his face as he prepared to turn around, expecting to face Yuffie. Instead, he saw the silent form of Vincent.

At first, he would have guessed that it could not have possibly been the taciturn man. But that was until he saw the bucket that was held in his right hand. Cid gaped, unaware of what to say to the red and black clothed shadow that always clung to the walls, sticking close to the exits. "Vince?" Cid asked, finally able to gather his wits together and speak to the walking enigma. "...What the fuck?"

Although his mouth was hidden behind the raised collar of his crimson cloak, his eyes were not. Cid could clearly see the twinkle that shone in the blood red eyes. Cid gaped at the gunner, his wet cigarette falling from his lips and landing in the puddle at his feet.

"If you wanted to be cold, all you had to do was ask," Vincent replied, his amusment easily heard by the pilot. If anything, Cid's mouth just opened even more, shock written across his face as he dripped onto the floor. A soft chuckle came from Vincent before he turned around and walked out of the room, leaving him standing there still in shock.

"Well I'll be damned," Cid muttered with a goofy smile plaster to his face. "Looks like when it's hot as fuck, I get to chill with a Vamp."

Pain

"Ow, ow, oww, OWW!!" Cid yelled as his fingers clutched his head. Curious eyes looked at him in amusment. He opened his eyes to look at all of the bewildered stares. "WHAT?!" A few looked away from the gruff blonde, knowing about the agony that he was in.

"Moron," Yuffie muttered as she walked past him. Cid's glare cut through the back of her head, wanting nothing more to have her drop dead before him.

"She does have a point," Cloud said, trying to keep Cid from yelling. Though, he did not think his words through. Cid's anger grew even more, his wrath now turned at the swordsman.

"Does it look like I fuckin' care?!" Cid snapped, the pain still shooting through his head. "Damn!"

"Maybe you should eat your ice cream a bit slower next time, Chief," Vincent said as he watched the scene with excited eyes.

Truth

"Okay..."Yuffie said, looking over everyone sitting in the circle. "Vinny!" she called, getting the gunner to look at her. "Truth or Dare?"

The others eagerly listened, wanting to hear what he would choose. Meanwhile, Vincent was going over which choice would be the worst one to select. Thinking over Yuffie's earlier dares, which consisted of Cloud having to make out with Cait Sith for ten minutes straight, Nanaki having to sniff catnip...just so they would see what would happen, and daring Barret to snort some of Cid's tea leaves, Vincent came to the conclusion that 'truth' would be a better choice.

"Truth," Vincent said, not missing the sneaky smile on the Wutian girl's face.

"Tell us about the worst thing you've ever done when drunk," Yuffie said, smiling triumphantly. Vincent swallowed roughly, momentarily wondering if she just took a random guess, or did some research about his past.

"How stupid are ya!" Cid shouted, looking directly at Yuffie. "We all know Vince doesn't drink! Ya just wasted a chance to question Vince 'bout anythin'!" Yuffie just stuck out her tongue at the aviator.

"...Actually..." Vincent reluctantly cut in. Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this, silently begging him to continue. "I do have a story..."

"...Well, go on..." Nanaki said, his eyes still dilated from the catnip.

"..." Vincent took a deep breath before speaking again. "The worst thing that I have ever done when I was drunk happened back when I was in the Turks."

"This'll be good," Barret said, leaning a bit forward.

"I...ended up in a tattoo parlor..." he continued, noticing how everyone's eyes widened in anticipation. "...And I ended up getting a tattoo."

"Of what?" Cid asked once Vincent had stopped talking and they were sure that he was not going to say any more. Vincent just grinned mischieviously, though it went unseen.

"That was not part of the question," he answered, making everyone groan. He then leaned closer to Cid, whispering, "If you come by my room later, I will be more than happy to show you. Though...it is in an area I cannot show in public."

Iceing

Cid pulled Vincent closer, holding onto him tightly as he nuzzled against his chest. Then, before he could even blink, Cid found himself pinned to the bed with Vincent sitting on his hips, grinding slowly into him. "Yer insatiable, Vince!" he exclaimed, seeing the lust in his eyes.

"You say that like it is a bad thing," he purred, capturing Cid's lips with his own. During the kiss, he thought about how he knew that it was not a bad idea, loving the image of the gunner sweating and writhing underneath him as he cries out in ecstasy.

"It ain't," Cid muttered once their lips parted. "I love havin' sex with ya." Vincent grinned when the pilot's words reached his ears. "But that's just the iceing on the cake." His grin turned into a sweet smile at the heartfelt confession, and he planned to let Cid have a taste of plenty more than just his iceing.

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