Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ LOVELESS Act V ❯ Did Someone Say SOLDIER? ( Chapter 1 )

LOVELESS Act V

Chapter 1

Did Someone Say SOLDIER?

 

 

A large black boot hit the wet pavement as a tall muscular man exited the Hummer. His long silver hair instantly blew into his face as the wind hit it and the rain soaked into the silky strands. He ignored it though as he headed to the entrance on the Shinra building.

 

The mission had lasted longer then he had anticipated and he was tired. All he really wanted was a hot shower and his large comfortable bed, but he had received an email on his cell stating that he had to go immediately to Lazard's office upon his arrival. He, being the good 1st class SOLDIER that he was, always followed orders no matter what.

 

He made his way up the stairs, pushing the large doors open. Everyone in the entryway stopped and followed his movements with their eyes, but he ignored the curious, awe-stricken gazes. He got that reaction almost everywhere he went so it wasn't anything new.

 

“Sephiroth!” Someone yelled to him at the left side.

 

He turned to see Angeal moving in his direction. He offered the man a nod as he approached. He and Angeal had been good friends since the man join 1st class, along with Angeal's best friend and childhood friend Genesis. Which at the current moment was Sephiroth's significant other.

 

“A job well done. Or so I was told.” Angeal said with a slight smile.

 

“It was just a routine mission.” He answered bored.

 

“Routine mission, my ass. You were on the front line battlefield in Wutai. That's not just a simple mission. Anyway, Lazard is extremely happy with the outcome of the mission and he's convinced this battle will be over in our victory in no time.”

 

“He presumes too much, but anyhow he's probably correct. Wutai has a lousy army and not enough people to hold SOLDIER off.” Sephiroth answered absently, while pushing the button on the elevator that lead up to Lazard's office.

 

Angeal chuckled and patted his long time friend on the back, then proceeded to disappear down the hall. Sephiroth watched him until the ding of the elevator sounded and the doors in front of him opened. He stepped inside and watched them close. He hoped Lazard wasn't stupid enough to send him off on another mission. If the Director even mentioned it, Sephiroth was going to have to shot him down. It had been two months since he had spent anytime with Genesis and he was in the mood for some hot heavy welcome back sex.

 

The doors reopened and he strolled down the hall heading toward the Director's office. Both SOLDIER's standing outside the door saluted him as he past. He pushed the glass doors and made his way to stop in front of Lazard's desk.

 

“Awe Sephiroth, so glad you made it back safely. How was your trip?”

“Can we pass with the pleasantries, I'm tired and on a one way street to getting annoyed.” Came the flat warning tone of Sephiroth.

 

“Yes, well I just wanted to tell you we are happy with your effort on your last mission and we do have some things that we have to discuss. You may be excused though and I will email you tomorrow when you can come back to see me.” Sephiroth eyes narrowed as annoyance flushed through his body.

 

“Thank you Director for wasting my time.” He growled and turned on his heel storming out of the room.

 

He almost slammed the doors open, hitting both men on either side. He found that this made him feel slightly better but he was still irritated. He jammed the button on the elevator that lead to the 1st class SOLDIER's private quarters and walked through the opening. As soon as the doors opened to his floor, he took purpose-filled steps to the end of the hall where his suite was.

 

He burst into the room tossing his sword to the floor as he went straight for his lover. Genesis stared at him surprised and he couldn't help the smirk that graced his lips. He wrapped his arms around the naked red head's torso and he took him in a hard demanding kiss. Genesis moaned against his lips as arms wrapped around his neck.

 

He grabbed the sweat pant covered legs and lifted the man off the ground. Genesis' wrapped them around his hips as the kiss grew hotter and got a lot messier, saliva trailing out of the corner of the man's mouth as he moved them with sure strides to the couch against the wall.

 

Sephiroth lowered the man in his arms to the surface as he followed him down never breaking the tongue-battling kiss. Genesis' hands were frantically working his leather coat off and pushing it away from his shoulders down his long lean arms. He pulled it off the rest of the way and let it hit the floor unforgotten.

 

He let his lips fall away from the ones that had been devouring his and latched on to the erratic pulse on his lover's neck, sucking and biting hard as his fingers brushed against aroused nipples. Genesis' back lifted from the surface and arched in the most beautiful way as a moan released the man's throat. Sephiroth growled deep in his chest as he bit harder at the man's supple flesh. Yeah, he had needed this badly. He was so hard that it was painful and all he could think about was being buried in that tight ass.

 

He pulled back and started to work at the front of his leather pants to release his straining dick. Genesis leaned up and placed shaky hands on his in attempt to help. It was apparent that the man needed this just as badly as he did. He let his hands fall to the side to give Genesis plenty of room to work.

 

The red haired man freed his huge erection and was on it like a starved man, sucking hard and nipping lightly at the tip. He hissed as pleasure shot up his spine making his body convulse. He threaded a hand through the man's soft hair as he fisted it tightly, moving Genesis' mouth up and down his length showing his lover what pace he wanted. No…needed.

 

Genesis had always had a way with using that tongue that was slipping back and forth on the tip of Sephiroth's leaking cock. This was one of the things he loved most about his lover. Genesis gave one of the best blowjobs in the world and this time was no exception.

 

“Get me really wet Genesis. It's the only lube you'll get.” Sephiroth ordered in a breathless voice.

 

Their eyes met, mako blue clashing with baby blue mako. The sparkle in Genesis' eyes was the first warning that Sephiroth should have to heed to, but his lust-induced mind didn't register it, until it was too late. Genesis had him on his back and was straddling his waist. He stared up at his lover with slightly narrowed eyes as Genesis leaned down and nipped slightly at his bottom lip.

 

“Who said that you get top?” Genesis responded in a husky voice.

 

“We always have this battle and I always end up on top. I'm not in the mood to play your game this time around.” Genesis sneered at that and moved to get off the couch.

 

Sephiroth saw this coming and was already following to tackle his lover to the floor while tearing the sweats down the man's muscular legs. Genesis growled loudly and Sephiroth anticipated when the man twisted his body with fist flying through the air. He caught Genesis' hand easily and effectively pinned it to the ground. The scowl on his lover was the next warning he got as a knee came barreling to his side.

 

He was able to block that blow with his own knee and that allowed him to get the man's pants off the rest of the way. He shoved three fingers into Genesis' mouth as he took the hard length all the way into his. This caused Genesis to cry out, but it also saved him from getting his fingers bitten off. Instead, his lover latched onto them and laved them up with that delicious tongue.

 

Sephiroth felt a slight tilt of the corner of his mouth that was busy sucking hard at the pulsating cock as he chalked up another victory over Genesis. He had long ago lost track of how many times he had won this battle, but it still thrilled him each time and made him ten times hungrier for the outcome.

 

He slipped his fingers away from the wet cavern and moved his hands to the quivering hole of his lover's ass. He shoved two fingers deep inside. He knew it would hurt, but Genesis liked the pain. Damn masochist. Sephiroth didn't really mind causing a little pain for the red haired man, especially when he was strung as tightly as he was at this previous moment.

 

Genesis tensed and a moan of pleasure pain was released from those saliva-glazed lips. Sephiroth slipped the cock out of his mouth in replace for those said lips. They locked into a brutal kiss. Genesis biting hard on his bottom lip to the point of drawing blood. Sephiroth didn't even wince as he let the blood soak his tongue and then thrust deep into his lover's mouth so they could share the taste of his life essence. This made Genesis lose it. He tore his mouth away, blood soaked lips panting as he glared up at Sephiroth.

 

“Fucking do it.” Genesis hissed as he pushed back on the fingers buried in his ass.

 

Sephiroth didn't hesitate. He was waiting for his lover to respond exactly this way. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his thick cock head at the tight ring of skin. He thrust in hard. The warmth wrapping around him snugly and sucked him in further until he was buried in that succulent ass up to his tense balls.

 

Genesis let out a loud cry as Sephiroth let out a gasp of his own. He felt the walls around him tear slightly, but not too much damage was done. He stilled for two reasons. First, to strive off his orgasm. Second, and not importantly, to allow Genesis a moment to adjust. It was a hard task to accomplish because he had missed this so much and all he wanted was to pound the luscious ass clear into the carpet.

 

Genesis let out a noise that sounded suspiciously like a whimper, but if ever confronted, the man would probably kill instead of admit it. Sephiroth smiled at that thought, but gave into the demand of the movement of the ass gave against him. He pulled all the way out until the tip of his dick was threatening to fall out of the tight heat and slammed back in with a harsh snap of his pelvis.

 

“Fuck yes.” This was the hissed response of Genesis as he threw his head back in pleasure over load.

 

Sephiroth took that as a good sign and let his hands grip onto the waist of his lover, fingers biting into the flesh as he slammed in and out of the withering body under him. He took the blood stained lips in another rough hot kiss as he slipped his tongue in to taste the flavor of his blood mixed with Genesis' distinct taste.

 

He raped the man's mouth as his cock did the same to the ass he was currently fucking. Genesis was going to be suffering from some good-sized rug burns by the time he was done with him. His lover's arms wrapped around his shoulders as the nails bit deeply into his back. He used a hand to push the man's legs up higher so he could get a better angle and was rewarded with a loud scream.

 

He couldn't stop the bark of laughter that fell from his lips at the reaction. Genesis was too caught up in pleasure to scold him as the man's legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer. This movement caused their chests to rub together, trapping Genesis' leaking cock in between to rub firmly against them.

 

“Harder!” Genesis growled into his ear and he obliged moving with almost inhuman speed and strength as he brutally took the ass he was currently buried inside.

 

He felt his orgasm building in the pit of his stomach and he knew he wasn't going to last for much longer, but he would be damned if he was the first one to go over the edge. He leaned down so his lips were brushing against Genesis' ear.

 

“Cum now!” He commanded as he took the lobe into his mouth and bit hard.

 

Genesis' body tensed at that point and warm liquid flooded between them like a warm fountain and his lover's ass muscles spasm against his already pulsating cock. Sephiroth let out a harsh moan and let his own release take over him, emptying his seed in the depths of his lover as he sank his teeth into the supple skin of his Genesis' throat in order not to cry out. He immediately pushed off the SOLDIER and fell on his back to stare at the ceiling as waves of blissful aftershock slipped over him.

 

Genesis turned to face him with a lazy smile on his face. Sephiroth glanced at him and then turned to stare blankly ahead of him, but let a small smile of his own grace his lips. He was so glad to fucking be home and he needed that so badly.

 

“As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction

The prisoner departs with his newfound love And embarks on a new journey.” Genesis whispered seemingly to himself, but Sephiroth heard every word. He had heard those words so very many times before.

 

“LOVELESS again Genesis?” He stated almost annoyed, and yet what he was feeling towards the SOLDIER right now was anything but.

 

“Well hello to you too.” Genesis teased. “I see that someone was just a little tensed up with some sexual frustration.”

 

“You have no idea.” Sephiroth muttered.

 

“I do now or at least my ass does.” Genesis responded with a laugh that caused Sephiroth's smile to grow a little more. “I missed you.” Genesis muttered suddenly, looking away with a slight blush flushing across his cheeks, degrading himself for the urge of needing to tell Sephiroth something so personal.

 

Sephiroth rolled over to face Genesis, taking the man's chin between his thumb and pointer finger, making their eyes meet. Genesis tried to tear his face away but Sephiroth held fast.

 

“Good, I'd be worried if you hadn't.” Sephiroth stated flatly, but still leaned in to brush his lips across Genesis before getting up and leaving the man on the floor.

 

“Hey Sephiroth, let's go to LOVELESS avenue tonight.” Sephiroth stopped and looked at his lover on the living room floor.

 

“Why?”

 

“I think we need to get out of this building for a change and I feel like checking out the sights.” Genesis answered nonchalantly.

 

Sephiroth thought about it for a second then nodded his head in agreement. A smile crossed Genesis' lips and Sephiroth chuckled as he thought about the fact that the man was just too easily to please. He continued down the hall for the bathroom to take that much-needed shower.

 

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Zack grinned, glancing at the blond next to him as he took a swig of the latest beer the barkeep had handed him. The boy could drink, or rather; the boy thought he could drink. Cloud had even admitted that this had been his first experience with the dreaded substance known as alcohol, and the SOLIDER knew from experience that this would probably end with that spiky blond hair face deep in porcelain.

 

“Hey Cloud…maybe you should slow down?” He asked in amusement, not being able to stop his grin when the trooper looked over at him, cheeks rosy and eyes already cloudy and unfocused.

 

“How come?” He slurred, looking up at him with the bluest eyes he had ever seen that weren't enhanced with mako. “I-I don' even feel anything yet.” He tried to assure him, nodding as he went to take another drink and completely missed his mouth, ending up spilling it all over the white collar attached to his uniform, giving it a dark putrid color.

 

Setting his face in his hands to get a better look, Zack let a lazy grin spread across his features as he nodded towards his friend. “Oh I'm sure you don't champ, but you see I would have to say that I'm already good and drunk and wouldn't want to be a burden on you to get me home.” He lied, in all actuality having barely started on his third beer.

 

Shaking his head, Cloud placed a hand on the SOLDIER's shoulder, as if trying to assure him and keep himself upright at the same time. “Issssnnnottt a problem at all.” He slurred even more. “I could carry you home…bet yer as light as a feather!” He said excitedly, and at the goofy grin that had spread over the teen's features, Zack couldn't stop his from growing even more.

 

“You know you're kinda adorable when you're drunk Spiky.” Zack said affectionately, reaching out to ruffle the chocobo like hair that had given him his nickname, and as he did he ignored the somewhat fluttery feeling that went through him at seeing those gorgeous ocean blue eyes fixated on him.

 

Ever since he had met Cloud on a routine mission and learned that they were both small town hick boys trying to make it in the big city, he had grown a somewhat fondness for the blond, and it had nothing to do with how positively cute he was. Or at least that's what he tried to assure himself of. Cloud was a small light in the grim darkness that Shinra sometimes brought about, and Zack would do all he could to make sure that that light never went out.

 

Snapping himself out of his unbelievably corny thoughts, Zack once more brought his attention to his friend, who by this point had gone completely glossy eyed as he stared off beyond his shoulder, gripping it even harder as his face turned a good shade of green.

 

“Are you alright Cloud?” Zack asked in concern, leaning into the trooper's face as he began to sway in his seat. Knowing exactly what was wrong with him, he leaned back a bit, not exactly wanting to be covered in vomit.

 

Cloud gave him a look like someone had just kicked his puppy, slowly shaking his head back in forth, and then stopping to place his hands over his mouth. “I don't feel very good.” He whimpered out, squeezing his hands even tighter to his face.

 

Hopping down from his barstool, Zack went to wrap his arms around Cloud's back, hefting him up as well. “It's alright Spiky. We'll just go out and get you some air.” He looked over to the blond, who was still holding his mouth with a look of agony on his face. “How does that sound?” He got a nod and a small whimper in response, which he took as a yes, leading them both out of the smoky bar that was probably doing nothing to help Cloud's nausea.

 

Just pushing open the door hurt Zack's eyes, the artificial neon lights of LOVELESS Avenue doing nothing in favor of his pupils that had widened like a nocturnal animal to even see in that seedy pub. He headed towards an alleyway a few feet away, letting Cloud lean up against the cool brick. He watched as the blond seemed to hug the wall, trying to become one with it and take all of its damp coldness with it to try to calm the fire in his stomach.

 

He tried not to crowd him, giving the trooper his space as he tried to regain his equilibrium. “I think I'll be alright.” He heard Cloud mumble, still pressed firmly up against the wall. His breathing was harsh and ragged, and anyone with eyes could see that the teen was fighting with everything in him not to throw up. Zack stared guiltily at the ground…he was such a bad influence. Here he was supposed to be keeping his new found friend out of trouble and getting him into SOLDIER, and instead he was getting him drunk and watching him fight not to puke in an alley.

 

“You know Cloud I really am sorry about this. I just know that when tomorrow comes around and you're wanting to kill me from your ridiculous hangover that my apology will mean absolutely nothing, but I would just like to point out before that happens that I did give it.” Zack spoke quickly, still eyeing the boy against the wall with worry.

 

The boy in question continued to lean, glancing back a little to raise a confused eyebrow at him. “Huh?” He asked, but it seemed such a motion took too much strain, because soon his stomach lurched again, and his face was once more pressed against the wall. Zack would have told him that he would feel better if he emptied his stomach, but Cloud seemed somewhat determined to hold it in, and well, the SOLIDER didn't really want to see the remnants of cheap beer and stale Shinra processed food anyways.

 

Deciding they would be there all night if he left Cloud to his devices, Zack stepped forward, placing two strong hands on the blond's shoulder blades for support, practically prying the struggling teen off the wall he seemed so intent to be one with. “Why don't we just sit down for awhile? It might make you feel better.” He tried to reassure, all the while lowering the both of them to the dirty concrete, ignoring just what disgusting things might be lurking on the alleyway floor.

 

While lowering them Cloud began to lurch again, throwing the SOLDIER off balance so that they both ended up sprawled on the ground. The trooper was resting precariously between Zack's knees, head laying dormant on his chest as he obviously struggled once again not to throw up.

 

Taking pity on the poor boy, Zack reached around, lightly stroking his forehead as his other arm moved to his waist. He rubbed Cloud's stomach in an easing manner, trying to get it to stop gurgling and relieve his friend of some of the sickness that was plaguing him. He didn't know whether or not it was because they were sitting down, or because of Zack's caresses, but Cloud began to relax in his arms. His haggard breathing slowed down into soft pants.

 

“My mother used to do that, you know.” Cloud spoke quietly, leaning further into the SOLDIER's touch as it seemed to ease the nausea.

 

“From Nibelheim right?” Zack asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to keep the conversation going to distract the blond from his sickness.

 

He felt Cloud nod. “Uh huh. I was always sick as a child. I would sometimes throw up for days, and my mother would always sit with me, rubbing my stomach as if that would take all my suffering away.”

 

It would seem that happy drunk Cloud had now been replaced by nostalgic drunk Cloud, but this was the most Zack had ever heard about his friend's childhood, and so he wasn't one to complain. Whenever he would ask him anything personal about what his life was like growing up, other than the normal basic bores of a small town, Cloud would tighten up and refuse to talk to him for the rest of the day. …Maybe he would have to get him drunk more often.

 

“What was she like?” Zack asked, leaning in to rest his chin a top golden spikes, ignoring the feint tickling in his nose.

 

“She was kind…but sad.” He answered. “She would always give me one of her big smiles, reassuring me that there were no limits to this world, and then bake a few cakes to give me a sugar high to try to hide the fact that she was hurting. My father…” He trailed off. “What does it matter?” He finished, and Zack knew better than to ask him anymore about it. He could sense that there was great pain in that past, and Cloud would tell him when he was ready…if he was ever ready.

 

“So you said your mother always did this for you, does that make me your mother now?” He joked, trying to get back into the lighthearted atmosphere of earlier.

 

“If you were you'd be a terrible one.” Cloud joked back, turning his head to look up at Zack's face. “Giving a minor alcohol, shame on you.”

 

Zack had the grace to look offended. “Oh really? Mr. please-please-ppplllleeeaaassseee-let-me-have-a-drink-I-promise-I-won't-tel l-anyone.” He snorted. “See if I ever let you come out with me again. You're a good for nothing brat is what you are!” He scolded, unconsciously tightening his hold on said brat as they both shared a small laugh.

 

They sat like that in silence for a while, the SOLDIER's motions to Cloud's stomach never ceasing. They stayed that way too until he felt a hand on his arm, ceasing his movements altogether.

 

“Thank you Zack. I'm really feeling much better now.” Cloud said politely, and even in the darkness of the alley he could make out the slight blush on those cheeks that he had a feeling had nothing to do with the booze. “Do you think we could go back now? I think the best thing for both of us would be to sleep it off.”

 

Wondering where this sudden nervousness in Cloud had come from, Zack looked at him suspiciously, before finally relenting and pulling them both to their feet. “Very well Spiky. I shall bring you back to get your beauty sleep, and not envy the hangover that shall surely befall you in the morning.” He once more joked, bowing like he was some knight in shining armor bringing the princess back to her kingdom.

 

Cloud for his part just glared, following silently behind the jovial SOLDIER. Zack glanced back for a moment, noticing how even after they had gotten up the blond still continued to rub at his no doubt flipping stomach.

 

“I still don't see why you didn't just throw…”

 

“Zackary.” He was stopped in his tirade, glancing up at the name that only one person in Shinra dared to annoy him with.

 

“Genesis!” He said in surprise, looking up to the First-Class SOLDIER, only to have his eyes widen in shock to see who was standing next to him. “Sephiroth!? Wow I gotta say I never expected to see you out here tonight.”

 

“And why is that?” Sephiroth asked rather calmly, eyes boring holes into Zack's face that he had gotten used to ignoring.

 

“Oh I don't know…” Zack started, letting a smirk fall to his face. “Maybe it's because you're a tight assed bastard who thinks fun is going to the training center for hours at a time between all your missions, paper work, and the overall terribly mundane jobs that Shinra higher ups force on you.” He finished, ignoring the somewhat glare Sephiroth gave him in response.

 

He watched amused as Sephiroth glanced quickly to Genesis, who replied with a quick. “It's true.” Before looking back to him.

 

“For your information I find it highly more beneficial to do something that could improve my body rather than wasting my time destroying my liver in a seedy bar hoping to pick up even seedier women who inhabit them.” Sephiroth bit back coolly, eyes still narrowed slightly at the SOLDIER who just shrugged and grinned even more.

 

“Hell, it works for me.” He said quickly, once more getting back to his original topic. “So what are you guys doing here anyways?” He asked, still a little shocked to see Shinra's most priced possessions out for a night on the town.

 

He saw that Genesis opened his mouth to speak, but Sephiroth beat him to it. “We're on patrol.” He said tensely, leaving no room to question just why exactly Shinra's two best SOLDIERs would be out on a routine patrol in a seemingly peaceful part of town.

 

“Yeah that's right…we're on patrol.” Genesis said almost bitterly, shooting a hateful glare over to the General. Zack raised a questioning eyebrow at that; he always suspected that there was something going on between those two that no one knew about. Damned if he could say for sure though, he wasn't very close to them except random mission they were assigned together. Angeal had been the only one of the Firsts that had taken any really interest in him. He was his mentor and one of the few true friends he had in this place.

 

“Who's that?” He heard Genesis ask, and he could have slapped himself in the head right then for his forgetfulness. Cloud! Spinning around, he turned towards the boy he had forgotten about to see that he seemed to be much worst for the ware.

 

His face had gotten stark white, and his brilliant blue eyes were widened almost comically as he stared straight ahead in a daze. Following his line of sight he saw that it was Sephiroth who had caught his attention. Thankfully, the General of Shinra hadn't yet caught the almost scary gaze that was directed right at him, but it didn't take a genius to figure out just what that look was about.

 

Sephiroth was a God to pretty much everyone in Shinra, and everyone outside of it. He was the one every young boy aspired to be, and he was the face that everyone could call their Hero. The Great General Sephiroth…how such hero worship disgusted him. He would admit he had once been affected by the same disease, but now that thought was far away, because his dream now wasn't to be like Sephiroth, it was to surpass him. Apparently, he couldn't say the same for Cloud. This was probably his reason for coming to the military in the first place, and as such, this was probably his first time seeing his great hero in the flesh. …Great, he was probably going to say something stupid, and then when he sobered up he would hate him even more.

 

“Oh! This is Cloud Strife. He is a Trooper in the North Division.” He explained, and seeing as how that failed to impress either of them, he quickly added. “He wants to join SOLDIER.” He said proudly, hoping that would strike some interest, but unfortunately it seemed to only put them off even more.

 

“What little brat trooper doesn't?” Genesis sneered, now eyeing Cloud with disdain. “So what did you do Zackary, bring him here to get him drunk and try to get his hopes up?” His disdain turned towards him instead. “Surely you know better? The odds of him getting in are slim, but with his physique the odds are practically zero.” He crossed his arms, giving Cloud the once over. “Honestly, you could almost call him scrawny.”

 

Zack glared at Genesis, never really liking the SOLDIER, and liking him a whole lot less now. “Well that's just your opinion. I for one think he has amazing potential. He's saved my neck on more than on occasion.” He said optimistically, giving Cloud a reassuring smile. That smile soon turned into a somewhat frown at the downtrodden frightened look now covering the blond's face.

 

“Yes…well they always give you the easy missions anyways. It's not too much of a surprise.” His glare came back full force, determined to beat that grin off the redhead's face. He resulted for a witty comeback instead, or at least tried to, but was quickly interrupted.

 

“Does this trooper with potential have the ability to speak, or do you like him only because he's a mute and can't tell you to be quiet during your hours of pointless drabble?” Sephiroth asked, and Zack feigned hurt. Secretly relieved that he had broken the tension between him and Genesis, even if it had been through an insult.

 

“Of course he does!” Smiling, Zack walked back to Cloud, more than determined to get that scared look off his face by breaking the ice. “Go on Spiky, enthrall Sephiroth with all those lovely insults you always dolefully bestow on me.” He joked, shoving Cloud hard in the back so that he stumbled right in front of the General.

 

It was almost comical to watch….painful, yes, but comical nonetheless. Cloud's eyes widened to impossible levels as he stared up at Sephiroth, his face taking on a deer in the headlights look. He opened his mouth a few times, no words coming out as he continued to stare.

 

Finally he opened his mouth, and Zack knew that his friend had finally gotten over his fears and would at least say something intelligent like `hello' or `nice to meet you' Unfortunately, however, what came out of his mouth was, “I think I'm going to be sick.” And with that he finally threw up.

 

…. All over Sephiroth.

 

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Stina the Wicked- Mwhaaaa I have yet again created another fic to go along with my seemingly thousands of unfinished fics that take forever to update and people who know who I am probably hate me for! (laughs evilly) Though I doubt this one will be like this, cuz Badkitty keeps me on deadliness…which is good for my procrastinator soul! But yeah I hope you guys liked the first chapter of this collaberation and will read on, because the second chapter should be out anytime now!!! Thanks so much for reading!

 

 

Kitty- Oh god, who would have thought that I would actually break away from doing Naruto fics. Actually me and Stina the Wicked had planned on doing and ItaSasu but we both just loved Crisis Core so much that we had to do this. So here we are with a new fic and I hope to god that you all like it as much as we are excitied about. *smirks and bites finger* I'm working with my fav writer how crazy is that. *jumps for joy* anyway keep watching it's only going to get better.