Pairing: Vincent / Sephiroth
Rating: PG (Occasional bad language)
Words: 1,049
Summary: Vincent locked in a room, his only companion the lonely Sephiroth. SongFic
Warnings: M/M, Shonen-ai
Song: The Outsider - A perfect Circle

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Help me if you can
It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired
so could you please,

The green eyes trailed slowly down his pale features, each individual strand of black hair framing the Turk’s face. Tentatively Sephiroth let his fingers lightly run down his cold face, twirling around the Turk’s silken strands of hair. Vincent opened his eyes, drawn out of his dreams by the silver haired man, and sighed.

“You are back then” Vincent rolled his eyes. Sephiroth quickly withdrew his hand and looked away.

“You… look so peaceful when you sleep” Sephiroth glanced at Vincent out of the corner of his eyes, trying to see his reaction, but the Turk merely ignored the comment.

“Sephiroth, I already told you, I am not interested… I… Only loved one and that’s the way it will always be”

Sephiroth just gaped for a moment, reacting as though this was the first rejection, soon the shock turned to anger. Vincent sighed and looked away, unimpressed by the man’s constant tantrums.

Help me understand why
you’ve given in to all these
reckless dark desires

“You bastard!”
Sephiroth stood and turned on heel, stalking out with the flowing jacket billowing behind him, leaving Vincent in the dark again.

You're lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess. Why would I want to watch you.

Vincent ran his metal fingers across his forehead, clicking tensely. The thumping around the Library had faded now and it was silent. Ever so slowly he sat up, adjusting the clips on his cloak, before climbing out of the tomb he had been imprisoned in. He walked around the small room several times before leaning against the far wall; faintly he could hear Sephiroth on the other side, pacing angrily. He never expected to see the world again, certainly never see sunlight, and never… see his Lucrecia…

Ahh… Lucrecia, with her soft brown hair and fair complexion… How he had loved her, how his heart begged for her… What he’d give to spend one night with her again…

But never again would he see her.

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Sephiroth fumed before storming to the wall between him and Vincent.

“You arsehole!” He screamed while punching the wall and panted; hitting the wall twice more before turning to pick up several pantss he’d sent flying earlier.

“That’s all you are…” Sephiroth sighed and seated himself, returning to his study of Jenova, but he was unable to concentrate as Vincent was haunting his mind. Sephiroth still smirked at the first visit, when he’d seen the Turk lying there completely helpless as he forcefully kissed him…

Vincent hated him after that…

No, not hated…

A smirk grew on Sephiroth’s face with his realization; Vincent didn’t hate it… He just needed more… persuasion.

Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence
Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence

At least Sephiroth wasn’t as forceful as he used to be, Vincent mused, once he realized I wasn’t going to give myself to anyone, except my Lucrecia. Vincent smiled, an odd expression on such a constantly stoic face, as he remembered the good times before Hojo had begun meddling.

Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess. Why would I wanna watch you...

Vincent was just lying down again as Sephiroth waltzed into the room, holding a candle in one hand.

“Good evening, Vincent.” Sephiroth smirked in that egotistical manner as Vincent sat up. As the flame flickered Vincent stared hard at the tall man’s features, starting with his lanky frame and high cheekbones, the self-assured smile on his pale lips and the hard gaze his eyes assumed so naturally. For the first time, Vincent noticed how similar Sephiroth looked compared to Lucrecia…

“What do you want, Sephiroth?” Vincent narrowed his eyes, hiding the surprised look. Sephiroth remained silent, striding purposefully towards him.

“What are you do…” Vincent was cut off as Sephiroth pulled him into a firm kiss, this time Vincent merely put his right hand on Sephiroth’s neck, holding him close.

The silver haired man grinned as he pushed Vincent backwards.

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
what’s your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you,
they were right about you

Sephiroth sat in the library again, unsure of the feeling that rattled his chest. It was a painful feeling that brought tears to his eyes, to the point where he wanted to tear at his hair. The only reason Vincent had slept was with him was because he looked like Lucrecia… well of course he did, Lucrecia was his mother.

Still, when Vincent fell asleep, he’d spoken to Sephiroth as though he were Lucrecia, about how he’d missed her and how he’d always love her.

Sephiroth, for the first time, realized he’d never own Vincent’s heart. So he stood up, intent on going for a long walk.

Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fault line
what’ll it take to get it through to you precious
I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this
such a mess, I'm over this, over this!

Vincent lay in the dark again, straining to hear some noise from outside, any sign that Sephiroth was still there… He did not hear the endless pacing, or the soft tear of the turning of a page. He hadn’t meant to hurt him, never, just… he was so much like Lucrecia and he couldn’t let that chance to have her again pass…

He sighed and waited.

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here