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Broken Promises	By : RandiLynne Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 902 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A second night spent wrapped in
the embrace of a man that somewhat intimidated her only a short while ago, and
she felt a fraction more than confused. A great deal of the silent night was
spent in deliberation, pondering this and that while she listened to each
breath he took, accentuated by the pulse that sounded steadily. Somewhere
toward the middle of the night, she finally drifted into dreams. If she thought
that would provide escape from her inner battle, she would have found herself
to be utterly wrong. Even her dreams portrayed a view of what the future might
hold in his arms. A part of her wondered how it was that she ended up so
involved in this changing relationship, while the alternate thanked the Planet
for such luck.
Truth be told, she was quite
contented as she lay within his strong arms, his steady exhalations tickling
her neck where he�d nuzzled in. Perhaps this was as close as she�d come to
happiness, or maybe he was happiness reincarnated. There was so much to be considered,
and there didn�t seem to be enough time in the world to do so. As she became
coherent in the rising morning sun, she decided to follow the path as it
turned, rather than carving a new path. If they were meant to find a place
together, they would. For now, there was a party to get to and a whole lot of
fun to be had. The only problem was the imminent motion sickness she�d face on
the trip to Edge.
Slate eyes were revealed to the
world, lashes separating and allowing the harsh sunlight to penetrate, pupils
constricted as her eyes quickly adjusted. Yuffie practically bounced up when
she realized that morning had come. The annual party Tifa held always excited
her, but this year felt different somehow. Her excitement was heightened and
her anticipation of what might come held her curiosity at a level she never
knew it could reach. The sort of games she might be able to pull with everyone
back together simply tempted her beyond belief. This would be a party to
remember.
The mattress beneath her
creaked as she sprung from the pillows, hands planted on Cid�s chest as she
shook him a good time or two.� �Hey� wake
up!� She chirped, watching the pilot�s nose wrinkle in disdain.
His lids clamped tightly over
his eyes and with the tug of covers, he rolled away from her. A huff fled her
lips as she rolled her eyes, �Come on! You have a ship to fix if we�re gonna
leave soon.�
��uckin�ship�not�party��
�Cid�� Yuffie burst into
giggles at the string of incoherent words. �Up, up, up!� She threw her weight
onto him, prying his eyelid open with two fingers. The iris appeared and a
scowl flooded over his features� �Oops.� Yuffie squeaked.
�Yeah, oops.�
Cid growled, tossing the girl over onto the other side of the bed where she
landed and bounced once. �Quit being such a damn pest.�
�Get your lazy ass out of bed.�
She countered.
�Lazy?� Cid grumbled, rolling
back to face Yuffie.
�Yep.�
Her chin lifted, a sly smile displayed.
�I�ll show you lazy. I think
I�ll lie in this fuckin� bed all day long� you fix the ship.� With that, he
rolled over once again, hiding his face beneath a pillow to keep Yuffie from
seeing the grin on his lips.
�No! No, no. I�m sorry, pleeaase!� She pleaded.
�What�s in it for me?� His
voice muffled from beneath the pillow.
�Hm. How
about more pasta?� She furrowed her brows in thought, �Or��
�Sex?�
Cid peeked out from beneath the pillow with a silly expression. He watched
slate eyes go wide, along with her already gaping mouth.
�You pervert! Sex in exchange for getting out of bed? Oh�
my god.� She crossed her arms over her chest and feigned annoyance.
�You know, that�s the third
time you�ve called me that in the past day or so. I think if I�m gonna be
fuckin called it, I might as well be it.� He concluded, reaching out to grope
her lewdly. Once she gasped, he put on a satisfied grin and crawled out of bed,
stretching his arms above his head as if nothing happened. A quick yawn and he
was heading for the door, leaving Yuffie steaming on the bed.
�Mothe��
Yuffie began.
�Don�t even cuss me out, you
liked it.� Cid called as he slipped past the bedroom door.
�Grr!� Yuffie screamed, throwing her hands down on
the bed.
Cid chuckled as he strode down
the halls, enjoying his victory. This little game they played to see who could
be most annoying was absolutely rewarding sometimes. For now, he was winning.
�An arrogant pace led him into the kitchen, an
orange plucked from the refrigerator and he began to peel the fruit. With
several pieces of the slick skin discarded into the sink, Cid tore a portion of
the juicy flesh away and brought it toward his mouth. Sneaky as ever, Yuffie
had already landed herself right beside him when she stole the slice of orange
and shoved it into her mouth with a goofy smile.
�Mmm�� She exaggerated,
chewing.
�Thief!�
Cid mumbled, peeling the last of the skin away.
�That�s what I�m good at.�
Yuffie boasted, swallowing the orange.
�I bet if you took up my offer
we�d find somethin� else you�re good at.� He cringed
when she swatted his arm, but laughed anyway.
She had to remind herself to
stay away from the P word. �Debauchee.� Ha! She smiled.
�Deba-what?� He cocked a brow.
�You�ve never heard that?� She
tilted her hips, resting her hands over the pert bones. It�s not an insult if he can�t even understand the word�
�I don�t even think you know
what it means.� He tore another slice and slipped it through his lips before
she could snatch it away.
�It�s a person who habitually
indulges in� well, you know, naughty things.� She stole a slice from the orange
and enjoyed the sweet taste.
�Naughty
things? You sound like a twelve year old� brat.� Cid smirked, holding
back the laughter that threatened to come. �Say the real words.�
�Sensual pleasures, sex,
copulation, fornication, lovemaking, fucking, intimacy�take your pick.� She
held back the blush that might have given away her discomfort at the lewd
words. Though she�d matured a great deal since they first met, she could still
be quite adolescent at times.
�I think I could go for a
fuck�� He winked, much to her dismay. She had hoped for a different response.
�Oh, get off.� She groaned.
�Oh believe me, I will.� Things
were getting worse by the minute. He was thoroughly winning their game, and she
hung her head in defeat causing boisterous laughter to fill the room, all Cid�s
of course.
A victory she�d surely never
live down if she left things this way. She pulled herself from the little pity
party she considered throwing and brought her lips to his ear, sensual tone
adopted as she whispered close enough to give him the chills.
�Maybe tonight I�ll let you
indulge in me.� The words sent a
scorching trail down his spine. She simply pivoted and sauntered back down the
hall, leaving Cid with half an orange and a strong dose of desire.
---x---
The sun began to sink toward
the western sky, causing Cid to glance at the clock. Not too bad, it�s only two. He rewarded his hard work, reveling in
the fact that he had finished the work on the ship before the time they needed
to head out. The trip to Edge was never very long, but Yuffie usually required
frequent stops to get off and recover from her motion sickness. If he didn�t
give in, it usually meant hours of whining and annoyance he�d rather not
experience. Since the party was scheduled for tomorrow night, they�d be able to
take off now and spend an extra night helping Tifa get everything ready.
Rather, Yuffie could help while Cid guzzled several glasses of Tifa�s finest
bourbon.
With the plan decided, Cid
cleaned up the sight of his repairs and headed into the house. The door cracked
when he pushed it closed behind him, drawing the attention of his guest. Cobalt
irises landed on bare toes, scaling upward over perfectly shaped calves until
he found the terry cloth hem of an old blue towel. Yuffie froze near the fork
of the hall, clearly on her way to the living room to grab something. Cid idly
wondered if she planned these subtle little moments of torture where she came
out scantily clad and pushed risqu� mental pictures into view.
A smirk came over her lips as
she tucked soaking strands of black behind her ear, �I left my soap on the
counter.� She moved toward the kitchen where her bottle of scented soap rested,
leaving Cid baffled.
�The hell is it doing in the
kitchen?� He grumbled, studying her shoulder blades as she found her soap.
�I used it to wash my hands
earlier� didn�t wanna smell like that nasty grease cleaner you use.� She
wrinkled her nose for effect, twirling around toward the hall.
�Women.�
He listened to the faint sound of the shower, the impulse to join her there
taking a toll on his mind. Instead, he simply stumbled into his room to clean
up in his own shower.
Yuffie couldn�t help but giggle
once she slipped behind the closed bathroom door. She hadn�t planned either of
the times she ended up around Cid in practically nothing, but she was sure it�d
help her in claiming the next victory. Fingers released the blue towel,
allowing it to fall to the ground, the shower curtain pushed aside as she
climbed beneath the cascading water.
Mild drops washed over her
shoulders, sending streams of water down her curves and into the basin. She
closed her eyes and absently wrapped her arms around her torso, allowing her
fingers to rest against her hips. A deep sigh as she enjoyed the relaxation
that came from the warmth and the steam that hung over the bathroom.
The soap she�d retrieved from
the kitchen came into mind and she reached for the slender bottle on the shelf.
With the top open, she poured a generous amount into the palm of her hand,
allowing the exotic scent of oriental flowers to intoxicate her. She spread the
lather over her arms and ran the trail of suds down her midsection, while a
rebel finger brushed over her nether regions. A heavy breath sucked past her
lips as an image of the pilot flashed through her mind, a rather provocative
picture of his lips trailing down her body until she writhed in pleasure.
Pearled teeth began to nibble on her bottom lip while she allowed the tip of
her finger to slide down her folds, drawing more images of Cid. With the
inspirational thoughts that gripped her mind, she began to massage the nub of
sensitive flesh just beneath the part of swollen lips with an urgency she�d
never felt before.
As the water flooded down from
the crown of her dipped head, she released a muffled moan into the silence while
deft fingers worked relentlessly at bringing gratification. Her free hand found
rest against the sleek shower walls, bracing her weight to allow her knees the
pleasure of buckling slightly beneath the power of the sensations waving
through every inch of her. The slender tip of her pointer finger joined her
middle finger in its quest, creating friction that heightened the flow of sweet
juices as she tipped her head down further with a deep moan. With desperation,
she slid both fingers over the moistened pink flesh, penetrating into velvet
walls for brief moments where she crooked her fingers forward to press against
places that made her want to scream. One might have thought her quite talented
when she managed to maneuver her palm so that it created friction against her
clit whilst her fingers worked magic over her inner buttons.
A final image of her handsome
pilot thrusting into her, and she felt the edge drawing near. Slick fingers
slid out and reversed their earlier path, returning to stroke against the pulsating
nub once again. Circular movements at a pace that would beg a sore wrist
brought a surge of pleasure, her knees indeed buckling until she found herself
on the shower floor while the waves of orgasm passed throughout every limb
until her toes curled slightly. A delayed, throaty moan burst from her lips as
she felt the finale of pleasure.
That last moan penetrated the
wooden door just as Cid stirred by on the outside, a small towel in his hand as
he dried strands of blonde hair. His steps ceased when her feminine voice
lifted, a brow cocked while he eyed the door suspiciously. Clearly, she was
having her fun without him. Very nice� Yuffie. Just wait �til I
get a hold of you� Cid grinned, shaking his head as he continued down the
hall into the kitchen.
A brief recovery was in order
for the lithe girl while she panted on the tile floor. Her legs trembled as she
found her feet, but she managed to stand, rinsing the last of her escapade from
her body. Shampooing and conditioning her hair seemed to feel better than ever
while her fingers massaged her scalp, a guilty smile riding her lips. For a
moment, she worried that Cid might have heard her, but then again, wouldn�t
that help further her chances of victory?
With her hair clean and scented
of the same oriental flowers, she turned the water off and climbed out into the
misty bathroom. She picked up the discarded towel, drying her moist skin before
slipping on her clothes. With bare feet, she stepped out into the hall and
rounded the corner into the kitchen where she found Cid stuffing some junk food
into a black fabric box. He glanced up from zipping the lunch box, admiring the
way her wet hair slicked against her cheeks.
�Have a nice shower?� Cid
asked, but something wasn�t right about that grin that dominated his lips.
She blushed lightly, making an
attempt to sweep her hair from her face. �Yep.� She
answered simply.
�I�ll bet.� He hid the way his
grin widened by turning to grab a few bottles of water from the fridge.
�I guess I should get packed.�
Yuffie ignored his insinuations and turned back down the hall.
Knee high shoes encased her
calves once again, laces tied neatly before she began the task of gathering her
garments. Once all of her clothing had been packed into the backpack as it was before
she arrived here in Rocket
Town, she swung the bag
over her shoulder and slipped out into the hall, returning to the kitchen.
Cid had wandered off, so she
threw her bag next to the counter and rummaged through the fridge for a quick
snack. Settling on one of the candy bars he�d hidden in the corner, she quickly
grabbed for it but found herself a tad bit distracted.
�I bet you�re gettin� into the chocolate�� Came
his voice, accentuated by the thud of his own bag dropping onto the tile.
She jumped and retreated from
the fridge, eyeing Cid as if she were about to smack him. �Can we go now?� She
avoided answering him, impatiently staring at the bags beside the counter.
Perhaps it was best she didn�t put anything extra in her stomach before the
trip.
�Sure� let�s go.� Cid gave in,
hauling most of the bags out to the ship.
---x---
The trip to Edge went by
smoothly, save for the couple of times Yuffie decided to exaggerate her motion
sickness. Cid simply couldn�t resist her pouting and they made a quick stop for
dinner in Costa del Sol, which made little
sense to the pilot as he always assumed eating would only make the sickness
worse. However, the pills she picked up at the convenience store on the way
back to the ship seemed to help in keeping the green out of her face as they
continued on to Edge. He idly wondered if Tifa would deprive him of alcohol for
eating dinner right before their arrival.
When the two finally arrived at
Seventh Heaven, Yuffie seemed to have turned all smiles. Marlene was the first
to bound over, clinging onto Yuffie�s legs while
waving to Cid with a big toothy grin. Denzel waited for Marlene to finish so
they could go back to playing in the other room. Cloud was apparently out on
delivery, since he was nowhere to be seen. Tifa happened to be in the corner
wiping down one of the tables when Yuffie ran over and wrapped a suffocating
hug around the brunette. Cid thought that rather humorous.
�It�s good to see you guys.
Have you eaten?� Tifa smiled, looping an arm around Yuffie�s shoulder.
�We had a late lunch. I was
thinkin� we could have some dessert in a little while.� Yuffie answered, giving
one last squeeze to Tifa before moving away to lean against one of the tables
unoccupied by the current patrons.
�Oh, okay. That sounds good.
Let me finish cleaning really quickly, and then we can get ready for tomorrow.
I already posted a sign saying the bar will be closed.� Tifa held her cheery
tone as usual, returning to wiping the rest of the table.
�No hurry,
but would you mind dishin� up a little bourbon for an
old friend?� Cid grinned from the seat he�d claimed near Yuffie.
�Of course,
just a second.� Tifa couldn�t help but laugh a little; Cid never really
changed much, although he did seem a little different as she looked him over.
She couldn�t put her finger on it, but his eyes seemed brighter.
Once the table was
satisfactorily clean, the bourbon Cid requested came right to his fingertips
with a soft hug. Tifa really had missed him, and their bond was something of a
mutual respect. Yuffie smiled when she noticed Tifa�s sisterly affections, she
knew better than to assume anything of it. Cid managed a swig of the drink
while Tifa resumed her work at the counter.
The girls giggled by the
counter, chatting girl talk as Cid sipped his drink at a distance. Girl talk
was never something he involved himself in, better to keep out of that. Liable to hear something you�ll have
nightmares about� he chuckled inwardly. The bells on the door jingled their
tune while the door swung open, providing entrance for the second blonde to
enter the bar.
The minute heavy boots sounded
against the wooden floor, Marlene and Denzel came running from the other room
once again. Both hugged the unsuspecting blonde with equal chants of �Cloud!�
while he ruffled their hair in a fatherly manner.
�How was your delivery?�
Marlene beamed as she backed away a few steps.
�It was fine. Are you having
fun?� Cid was rather amazed at the way Cloud interacted with the kids. He
seemed to light up around them, and Cid watched Marlene nod feverishly.
�Yep!
Denzel and I are playing a game and I�m winning!� Marlene bragged, �Let�s go!�
She chirped, dragging Denzel back into the room.
�They�re so happy to see you! How cute!� Yuffie giggled from the counter, bringing Cloud�s
blue eyed gaze upward.
�Yeah.�
He answered, taking a seat beside Cid.
Yuffie turned her attention
back to Tifa, smiling while she brought her voice to a whisper. �So� how�re
things going?� Slate eyes danced with excitement.
�What do you mean?� Tifa raised
a brow, whispering as well.
�You know� with Cloud?� She
kept his name quite silent, much to Tifa�s surprise.
�Okay, I guess. I think having
the kids around helps; he seems less reserved every day.� Tifa said, wiping
down a tall glass.
�Silly! I mean with the two of
you.� Yuffie giggled as quietly as possible.
�Oh! Umm� a
little better. But what about you? Met anyone
yet?� Tifa successfully dodged the prying question.
�Well� not really.� So
technically, it wasn�t a lie. Her cheeks nearly flushed until they were
distracted by a rowdy customer.
�Not again�� Tifa sighed and
went about dealing with the man.
---x---
With the last customer shooed
out of the bar and the kids in bed, the four friends enjoyed a little dessert
that Tifa whipped up. Never hurt to have a little brownie smothered in vanilla
ice cream. Yuffie glanced across the table at Cid, smiling coyly as she licked
a smidge of ice cream from the corner of her mouth. The insinuation sent his
eyes searching for distraction, but not before Tifa caught the brief
interaction with a look of curiosity he knew all to well.
�So Yuffie�s staying with you,
Cid?� Tifa asked, taking a spoonful of brownie.
�Yeah�� He inhaled a deep
breath, attempting to think up a plan to distract Tifa from questioning any
further.
Tifa swallowed the rich
chocolate, �Shera�s probably happy about that.�
�Shera left.� Yuffie piped in,
earning quite a look from Cid.
�What?� Tifa wore astonishment
well, Cid thought.
�It�s no big deal. It happened
a while ago, I�m fine.� Cid put the questioning to rest for the time being.
�As long as
you�re okay.� Tifa said, concern evident on her
voice.
�I�ve got Yuffie here to pester
me all day long and do my dishes.� Cid gave a grin, paying little attention to
the look Yuffie adopted while Cloud laughed in a slight manner.
�So why aren�t you in Wutai?�
Tifa asked, looking to Yuffie.
�Oh, the
usual.� Yuffie answered, sliding a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.
�Aw, I�m sorry.� Tifa smiled
her ever radiant smile.
�It�s no surprise. Anyway, what
are we doing with this place?� Yuffie distracted the conversation, gesturing
toward the bar to see what Tifa had in mind for d�cor.
�Well, I need to set up a table
for all the food and drinks. Probably just some simple little
decorations with the tables all aside so we have some room.� Tifa
answered, watching Cid and Cloud take the d�cor talk as their cue to escape
outside to do whatever it was they did.
�Such help they are!� Yuffie
laughed, scooping two bowls into her hands while Tifa handled the others.
�I like it better this way. I
can get some information out of you!� Tifa said, setting the dishes in the sink
while giving Yuffie a smile.
�What are you so curious
about?� Yuffie laughed nervously, setting her two bowls in the sink on top of
the other two.
�Well, Shera�s gone and you�re
staying with Cid. I mean, that�s just odd. And the other day when Cloud called
you two, he had a strange look on his face the whole time. He said you were
both acting funny.� Tifa rinsed the dishes, arranging them on a towel to dry.
�So?� Yuffie kept a calm
demeanor,
�I don�t know� you two just
seem different.� With the dishes finished, Tifa came around to help with the
tables and chairs, moving each aside to leave an open space in the center of the
room.
�I feel bad for what happened
with Shera, I guess I stayed longer to make sure he�s okay. But after this,
I�ll be headed home.� Yuffie helped Tifa push two of the tables toward the
center of the space, probably the serving tables.
�So what did happen with that?�
Tifa asked, to Yuffie�s pleasure. Thank
god she�s off me and Cid�
With Tifa successfully
distracted from her questions, Yuffie explained the situation quietly while
they finished the preparations for the party. By the time they finished getting
everything ready, they�d talked out the entire Cid and Shera issue. Tifa
concluded that Cid deserved much better, and Yuffie�s mind began to wander.
The door popped open again and
the two blondes gaped at the progress the girls made with the tables and room.
�Damn, that was quick.� Cid said.
�Well, I think we should all
get to bed. It�s almost one in the morning and we�ve got a big day tomorrow.�
Tifa stifled a yawn, obviously worn out from work and moving the tables.
Cloud was the first to start for
the stairs, followed by Cid who paused just beside Yuffie, bringing his voice
down low. �When do I get to indulge?� He whispered, allowing only Yuffie to
hear. With no way to retaliate, she simply glanced at him with a glare that
only made him chuckle and continue on his way upstairs.
�What was that all about?� Tifa
asked.
�Oh� some
stupid reminder that I owe him.� Yuffie huffed.
�Owe him what?�
�For stopping when I wanted to
on the way over, that�s all. So where am I sleeping?� Yuffie pretended to yawn,
covering her mouth with her hand.
�Well, let�s see. The kids are
on the couch in the living room, Cloud�s in his room and Cid�s in mine� so I
guess you�re stuck in the kids� room with me.� Tifa grabbed Yuffie�s wrist and
led her up stairs, all the while giving Yuffie a chance to roll her eyes and
protest within her mind. It was going to be a long night, but tomorrow was
worth it.
---x---
Yuffie laid on the twin bed,
peering into the ceiling in boredom. She wasn�t the least bit tired, and
listening to Tifa breathe steadily in slumber wasn�t her idea of entertainment.
With nimble movements, she raised from the mattress, squinting in the darkness
to see Tifa lying on her side and quite definitely asleep. A smirk came onto
pink lips as she pushed the covers down her legs, doing her best to keep
silent. Unsure of her destination, she crept past the other bed to the door
where she turned the knob carefully, opening the door just enough to slip into
the hall. With the door tapped shut she turned toward the stairs, creeping down
the hall until a voice startled her from her path.
�What are you doing?�
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So who is it? You'll have to wait for chapter seven! Sorry
if the end of the chapter seemed a little filler-ish,
but I like the Tifa/Yuffie friendship aspect and wanted to add a bit of that in
before the party. Also, thanks to those who've reviewed and enjoyed this story!
I really am quite excited to author it, as I feel Cid/Yuffie is just a
wonderful pairing. Too much fun. Anyhow, review if you
feel inspired to :D
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