Goodbye is only the Beginning

BY : Madisuzy
Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Crossovers
Dragon prints: 539
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVIII, FFVII, Laguna, Vincent, Kiros, Cloud or Squall. If I did they would be naked more often. I'm not making any money from this and all rights remain the property of the original owners.

CHAPTER 5

Vincent walked Cloud up the stairs and to the right towards the two single rooms. He was relieved his friend would be sleeping in the other end of the house, far away from the master bedroom.

“Gods, Vincent. I can’t begin to describe how good it is to see you,” Cloud said as he walked into his room and sat on the end of the bed. Vincent smiled back at him warmly. “It looks like you’re happy here,” the blond continued as he lay back on the bed.

“Yes, I am happy. Things were rocky at first but they are settling down now,” the gunman replied. Cloud looked at him questioningly and Vincent chuckled. “Tomorrow I will bore you with the details. For now, you need sleep. You look exhausted.” Cloud nodded as he stifled a yawn and Vincent headed for the door.

“Vincent?” The gunman paused in the doorway and glanced back. “It’s great to see you smile. Keep it up. Looks good on you,” Cloud murmured softly. Vincent nodded, pulling the door closed behind him.

He was still smiling when he entered the master bedroom and found Laguna and Kiros in a tangle of limbs on the bed. Vincent felt his arousal awaken at the sight. They both looked so beautiful, grinding against each other and kissing passionately. Deciding to hang back and enjoy the view, Vincent silently sat down on the floor. Neither one noticed his arrival, both so lost in one another.

Chaos began to purr inside his head and Vincent flinched. He had completely forgotten about his demon problem with the shock of finding Cloud but now that he remembered, the fear came flooding back. The gunman decided he couldn’t risk either of his lover’s safety until he had Chaos under control again, so he stood up and quietly approached the door, planning on heading to the sofa.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Laguna’s voice called out behind him. The gunman stopped with his hand on the doorknob, frozen to the spot.

“Vincent? What’s wrong?” Kiros asked. Damn it, the gunman thought. When had he become so bad at sneaking around? Chaos snickered inside his head and Vincent sighed, resting his head on the door. He jumped when Laguna’s arms wrapped around his waist and he felt his body press against his back. Vincent hadn’t even heard him approach.

“Vincent?” Laguna whispered, worry evident in his voice. “Please look at me.” Vincent turned around in the President’s arms and looked down at him sadly. Laguna reached a hand up to cup his cheek and Vincent closed his eyes. Saying no to Laguna’s face was near impossible for him.

“You’re worried about Chaos, aren’t you?” Kiros murmured from the bed. Vincent opened his eyes to look over at the other man.

“What are you talking about, Kiros?” Laguna said, turning worried eyes towards his assistant. The silence grew in the room as Vincent and Kiros stared at each other. Vincent turned to look at Laguna and found him looking back from one to the other, frowning deeply.

Laguna’s phone began ringing, breaking the silence with it’s shrill beeping. The President picked it up, running a hand through his hair as he flipped it open and checked the caller I.D.

“It’s Squall. I better take this,” he whispered, looking up at both men. “I’ll be back in five minutes,” he added as he headed out the door and pulled it closed.

**.**

Kiros stood up and approached Vincent with a plan clear in his mind. Seeing Vincent in distress was painful, so he decided to try and fix the problem by going directly to the source.

Kiros grabbed the front of the gunman’s shirt, pushing him back against the door. Vincent gave no resistance to the rough treatment, so Kiros took the opportunity to begin kissing and biting his neck, while pushing their bodies together.

“Kiros…please stop,” Vincent begged, the gunman’s hips thrusting against Kiros in a direct contradiction to his words. Kiros ignored him and reached a hand up into his hair, grabbing a handful and pulling it as he bit down hard on Vincent’s neck. He tasted blood in his mouth, but he didn’t stop until he heard the familiar growl erupt from the gunman’s throat. He pulled back to stare into yellow eyes looking at him hungrily.

“Chaos, we need to talk,” Kiros whispered, licking the blood from his lips. “In private.”

“That can be arranged,” Chaos purred from Vincent’s mouth. A black mist surrounded them and Kiros closed his eyes, trying to control his fear. When he opened them, moments later, he was looking at Chaos in his full form. Kiros failed to contain the shiver that ran up his spine as the demon licked his face.

“My vessel sleeps. What did you want to talk about, my ebony beauty,” Chaos murmured as he began running his teeth lightly over Kiros neck. Kiros knew that he was treading on very dangerous ground and he swallowed nervously at the realization that the demon could kill him in a heartbeat if it decided to. To ensure Vincent’s happiness and end the gunman’s constant suffering, he was willing to risk it.

**.**

When Vincent came back to his senses, he was lying on the bed with Kiros beside him.

“What just happened? Are you alright?” he demanded, turning to look at his lover.

“Chaos came for a visit. I talked him into leaving us alone tonight.,” Kiros said, holding Vincent’s gaze without flinching.

“Are you insane?” Vincent hissed. “He could have killed you!”

“As you can plainly see, I’m fine,” Kiros retorted. Vincent’s anger flared and he pounced on the smaller man, pinning him to the bed.

“Kiros, this is why I have to sleep else where. I can not risk you and Laguna’s safety…,” Vincent began before Kiros cut him off with a kiss.

“Chaos will not bother us again tonight, I promise. Sleep here with us,” Kiros continued, moving his kisses down the gunman’s neck. “Can’t you just stop worrying and trust me?” Kiros whispered.

“It is not you that I do not trust,” the gunman growled. “Demons should never be trusted. Especially this one.” Kiros’ eyes flickered to the door and Vincent heard Laguna’s approaching footsteps.

“Please, Vincent. Can’t we just drop this and enjoy tonight?” Kiros begged softly as the doorknob began to turn. The gunman leaned forward until he was nose to nose with the smaller man.

“This conversation is far from over. Tomorrow we will talk,” Vincent whispered.

**.**

Laguna looked down at his feet as he entered his room and sighed. He’d made the mistake of mentioning that Vincent’s friend Cloud was staying with them to his son and Squall had reacted in typical Squall fashion. Fifty questions that he had no answers for and then a rambling tirade about opening his doors to strangers that could do him harm. Honestly, he wasn’t some whimpering weakling that needed constant protection. He trusted Vincent and if he said Cloud was safe, Laguna believed him. His son’s lack of confidence in his ability to make sensible decisions was starting to become aggravating.

“Laguna? Is everything okay with Squall?” Kiros asked, snapping the President out of his thoughts. Laguna looked up to find Vincent had Kiros pinned to the bed. Both men were looking at him.

“Um…yeah. He’s just being his usual cheery self again,” he mumbled, running a hand through his hair. “So, what were you two talking about before I left the room? Something about Vin being worried about Chaos?”

“It’s nothing. Just Vin being paranoid,” Kiros mumbled as he began nibbling on the gunman’s lips. Vincent stilled momentarily before returning the kiss, pushing down against the other man as he devoured Kiros’ mouth. Laguna sighed and smiled at his two lovers, forgetting all about Squall and Chaos. Being here with them was worth all the other shit a million times over. Vincent finally released Kiros’ lips to turn towards Laguna with one eyebrow raised.

“Come here. Clothes off now,” Vincent growled. Laguna’s smile grew even wider at the look in the gunman’s eyes.

“And Squall wonders what I see in you,” Laguna chuckled as he began to undress.

**TBC**


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