Calm before the Storm | By : Htress Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 739 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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An
angel’s longing
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Sephiroth…?
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Hey, Cloud, you remember well: no
making out in the bed!
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C’mon, Zack, just a kiss-to-be-better…
I think he’s waking up…
Sephiroth stirred a little, feeling the
bandage around his head with one hand. Cloud bent down and kissed him lightly
on the lips. Jade eyes opened slowly to gaze into two amused blue orbs.
Immediately forgetting his headache, he grabbed the blond and pulled him
closer, never breaking the kiss, leaving Zack gaping in the doorway. Finally
Cloud struggled a little, shushing his lover, forcing him to calm down.
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Easy, love, Zack doesn’t want us to
stain his sheets…
Sephiroth’s eyes grew wide, cheeks
reddening in embarrassment. Why was he in his Commander’s quarters? Searching
through his scattered memory, he remembered being with Cloud in their secret
spot, a vague sensation of extreme peace and then… then… something happened,
but he couldn’t remember for the life of his. Plus, the effort just accentuated
the pain in his head and he rubbed the brisk of his nose warily.
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What happened? Why are we… here?
Cloud sat down next to him and stroked very
gently his hair, and Zack left them alone for a moment, then returned with some
water he gave to the silver-haired man, along with some aspirin. Sephiroth
swallowed the pills and leaned back in the pillows, Cloud lovingly tucking
again the sheets around him. Zack grinned.
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Gawd, Seph! How and in the name of
what did you let that boy tame you?!?
Sephiroth ‘humph’ed, but Cloud gave him a
quick kiss on the cheek. And he lowered his hand, seriously threatening to
effectively mess the sheets if he didn’t apologized. This did the trick, and
Zack conceded defeat.
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Alright, alright! Sorry for that! Just
keep your hands off him! Your quarters had been bombed, as well as Rufus’s.
Hopefully, none of you were at home when it happened… You got it by the debris
that fell from the tower… But the doctor Cooper said that you’ll be okay if you
take a day off in bed, so… Oh, and make yourself at home for the time you’re
here, I heard the maintenance service is already at work, the Turks finished
assembling the evidences.
Sephiroth nodded feebly, a cozy warmth
beginning to spread over him and through half-closed lids, he could see Cloud
snuggling on his chest. The lights were turned off, the blond, stifling a yawn,
covered himself with the quilt.
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G’dnight, you two.
He didn’t receive any answer, just a soft
snoring sound, and the dark-haired man closed the door.
*******
A knock on the door woke up Sephiroth, but
it was answered before he could do anything. He saw Cloud pass in a hurry to
get it, and at the same time he caught a sweet odour floating in the air.
Breakfast. An appealing thought, but not as well as staying warmly snuggled in
he bed… So he just nuzzled the pillows again, hoping to get back to sleep. A
few gentle strokes on the top of his head made him sigh, and those hands
carefully removed the bandage. Cloud checked the small wound, the stitches were
almost gone. The blond tucked the blankets around him.
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Sleep, love. I’ll come back later with
your breakfast. Sweet dreams…
Cloud smiled warmly and returned into the
kitchen, opening the envelope that had been delivered for him, and sighed. It
was a mission order. He was going to Kalm. Nothing very dangerous, but it could
last a few days. He had to report at the transport in about three hours, and
right now it was barely 6:00… Cloud finished to read his orders and spread his
freshly made stewed apples on a toast. He ate slowly, and then after he took a
shower before slipping into his new S-class trooper uniform. It was almost
time, so he sat by the bed and kissed Sephiroth’s forehead lovingly, whispering
that he was sorry. The man didn’t notice, though and continued to sleep
peacefully. Until Cloud left. The world of nightmares swallowed him again.
********
The silver-haired boy was fighting since
a long time already, his body wearing so many bruises and cuts that they
couldn’t be counted. Finally, the last monster collapsed, and it’s slayer fell
on his knees. If the young Sephiroth thought he was done, the Professor had
kept a last surprise for him. A gigantic Miniki mantis was thrown into the ring
and the giant bug released a green cloud of spore. Immediately, Sephiroth
raised his sword, but his arms blocked, something was burning him, his eyes
went wide and he started to tremble. The mantis slashed it’s claws toward him,
and the child fell on his back, convulsing violently.
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What’s
happening!, shouted a desperate voice, Get him out of there!
Sephiroth
gagged, his lungs were on fire, he couldn’t breath or move as some powerful
cracking sounds were heard. Someone put an oxygen mask on his mouth, asking
question after question, to which he couldn’t answer. He saw Hojo above him,
examining him closely. Soon Sephiroth felt very light…
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We’re
loosing him, Sir!
An
then he saw a golden angel smiling to him, a golden angel with shiny, spiky
hair falling on his shoulders. He held out his arms, taking the boy with him,
and Sephiroth felt free and well, loved and wanted. He snuggled closer and
watched as the angel made a swift turn and destroyed the lab, the people, the
Shinra… everything that hurt him. But then again, another angel, with one wing,
came from behind and stabbed the other… With horror, he realised that the black
angel had green eyes and silver hair…
*********
Sephiroth woke up breathing hard and
covered by sweat. This nightmare was probably the worst he never had, he tried
to calm down, but the memory combined to the dizziness… He fell off the bed and
stared at the ceiling. His head was throbbing, but he waited until he got his
breath back to go to the bathroom. He looked at his own reflection in the
mirror, frowning when he saw the small scar. The silver-haired man opened the
small medicine cabinet and grabbed the aspirin bottle.
Walking back into the kitchen, he stepped
on various things… And for the first time he realised that his Commander’s
quarters were looking like more like a war field than a dorm…
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Cloud?, he called, Are you there? Mmm?
What’s this…
Sephiroth almost fell backward when he read
Cloud’s mission orders. He was gone to Kalm, and from what it looked like, it
could take several days… He groaned pitifully, before slumping on the nearby
chair, and then he noticed Zack’s signature at the end of the paper and sighed,
he probably hadn’t had the choice… He looked around again and resigned himself.
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I’m not going to live into this…
Few hours later, Zack stepped into his
quarters and had to look at the small plaque nailed to his door to confirm he
was at home. Everything was shining, the clothes were in the laundry, the
dishes were done, there wasn’t a spec of dust at miles… And something smelled
awfully good in the kitchen.
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Huh Sephiroth? You were supposed to
rest today…
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Well, now I… *yawn* I am…, a sleepy
voice coming from the couch answered him.
Zack sat down near his superior and taped
his back.
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I’m sorry for Cloud, he had to go. But
anyway, thanks… Oh, and by the way, you’d be more comfortable in the bed…
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Yeah…
But he didn’t make a move, didn’t even open
an eye. Zack walked to the kitchen, following his nose to the oven, where a
delicious-looking steak was cooking in an aromatic vegetable sauce. The
Commander was drooling at the sight, when a sudden knock at the door pulled him
out of his reverie. It was no one else than the Professor Hojo.
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Okay, so where is he?
-
Professor, please, the General /just/
fell asleep…
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On the couch?!?, exclaimed Hojo, He’s
your superior!
-
He finds it more comfortable than my
bed, sir, and I gave him my best sheets and pillows.
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Hmph… At least you’re feeding him
well…, he said indignantly, sniffing the air,
It doesn’t change the fact that I must take him down for some scans.
With that, he shook up Sephiroth harshly to
wake him up. The silver-haired man groggily followed the scientist, not without
a low growl, and Zack was surprised to see that he wore his baggy pants and one
of his old dark grey shirt…
*********
One hour later.
Sephiroth turned the handle and stepped
into the small apartment. His Commander jumped off the couch and stared at him
with wide eyes before looking at the clock with disbelief.
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Only an hour!?! He really just took
you down for a scan?, he asked.
-
I was surprised myself when he told me
to return here. He said I had nothing, and ordered me to rest until tomorrow.
Looks like the old man’s worried…
-
Well, if he ordered you so, I suggest
you to go back to bed. I’ll bring you the leftovers and tomorrow, you’ll
receive some papers from your office. And where is your uniform? It wasn’t in
my laundry…
-
Err… It was ruined, I had to throw it
away. I ordered two new ones, but they won’t be ready before next week… And,
Commander, try to keep your battlefield clean. I’m sure you could even not tell
me how many dirty socks I found in your quarters…
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Sir, yes, sir!
The General walked to the bathroom first to
take a shower. But when he got out, he realised he had no underwear but the one
he’d wore until then… He wrapped himself in a warm towel, almost timidly asked
Zack if he had anything that could fit him. He heard the dark-haired man burst
out laughing, but still he handed him a pair of blue boxers. Sephiroth snatched
the garment, shutting himself in the bathroom, trying to hide his
embarrassment, what just made Zack laugh louder. After drying his hair, still
tired after a day of cleaning, he gladly slipped under the sheets. The sweet
odour that was coming from the kitchen made his stomach gurgle, and the food
seemed to be more appealing than sleep. The dark-haired man came in few minutes
later with a tray he laid on his lap. He had a very good appetite tonight, but
something in the gaze that was giving him Zack bothered him a little. He
finally had the reason of this amused look when he heard him ask:
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How are you doing with Cloud? I mean,
what are you feeling, I’m not asking for dirty details, here, please. I had a
rather harsh demonstration yesterday, thank you.
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Cloud…, he sighed, I… miss him
already. Did you ever feel like this, Zack? I love him more than anything, I
realise… each day that passes, I want him next to me. Even now that he’s gone,
I wish I could be with him.
-
Looks like you’re head over heels for
him. And do you know how he feels?
Sephiroth blushed a little, letting his
hair fall over his face.
-
He said to me, the first time we
kissed, that my heart was ringing… When I look into his eyes, and did you
notice, they’re ever brighter since he had Mako poisoning, I see myself. And
when he says he loves me, I know it’s the truth, because I feel his heart ring,
too. He understand me more than anyone, he has the power to soothe my soul, and
I think he sees in me a part of himself. He’s very afraid, Zack, afraid of
everything, he reminds me of myself… He’s been hurt so much…
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You mean, by Hatako?
-
A long way before that, Zack… Your
heard him, when he had Mako poisoning, he was crying for his dad, and when he
regressed… He told me that his father was murdered in front of him when he was
5 years old, he’d managed to survive, and when his mother found him, the day
after, he was still trying to wake him up. The other kids made fun out of him,
because he had no longer a father, and one day an accident happened to a young
girl, and Cloud tried to help her, but fell too down a cliff with her. He was
blamed for this, the girl went comatose for seven days and his father hit Cloud
in front of the other kids… From now on, he was beaten every time he got out of
his home…
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Poor kid…
They stayed silent a moment, the two deep
in thoughts. When Sephiroth finished eating, Zack left with the tray and closed
the door of the bedroom. He put the dishes in the sink, leaving them to soak
and sat down on the couch, but he didn’t want to sleep. The day had been hard,
and what Sephiroth just told him about his relationship and about Cloud’s past
was tugging at him, and he caught himself wanting to see someone… Jumping into
his boots, he scribbled down a note for his guest and left for the garage.
********
A fine dust was floating in the sector five
crumpled church. The brown-haired woman smiled and murmured a thank you to the
earth. She stood up and walked slowly to the door, looking one last time at her
flowers, but when she wanted to leave, Zack was standing in front of her.
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Zack! Oh Zack! I wasn’t expecting you!
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Hehe… I know, Aerith. I… I wanted to
see you.
-
You feel lonely, yes very lonely, she
said, pressing a palm to the side of his face, Were you injured, by any chance?
Suddenly Zack felt very sleepy and fell
forward, in the arms of Aerith. She cradled him, lying him carefully on the
ground and passed her hands into his unruly hair. The dark-haired man moaned,
leaning into the gentle touch.
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Aerith… I… Do you want… *yawn*… to see
me again?
The brunette laughed softly then nodded.
She got out and rummaged around, before coming back with an old, worn-out
blanket full of holes she spread over him. Humming a lullaby, Aerith put her
hands over his chest, and a blinding light surrounded them.
When he woke up the next morning, Zack
found himself snuggled against a beautiful woman, a wonderful feeling.
Wonderful, sure, but his PHS had to brake the moment. The young girl stirred
when Zack grabbed the phone and opened two sleepy emeralds to gaze at him as he
answered. She just closed her eyes again, resting his head where it originally
was, half-listening at the conversation. He shut off the phone, circling
Aerith’s waist with one arm.
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I’m so sorry, Aerith, I gotta go…
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You’ll come back soon?
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Sure, I can’t let a angel like you
hanging like that. But for now, duty calls. I wish I could stay here, though… I
don’t want to go…
Aerith sat up all of a sudden and cupped
his face delicately before pressing her lips on Zack’s. When they parted, she
simply giggled at his dumbfounded expression and urged him to go to his work,
herself returning to the small patch of earth covered by flowers. Promising that
he'd come back as soon as he could, the dark-haired man left the church.
Aerith continued to take care of her
flowers, plunging her hands deep inside the soil, pouring water over them and
singing softly.
Dear,
dear child… You never listen to what you're told, ne? A warm voice chuckled.
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I know it will hurt… but, mother, I
can't avoid it…
Then,
be happy dear… and cherish every seconds of those moments…
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Yes, mother, I will.
End
Author's
notes
Sorry for the time it took me to update!
I'm very, very, very sorry… I got sick last week-end, I had a baaaaaaaad case
of flu, but now I'm back with all my strengt! Hope you liked the chapter… Did
you ever see two men out on a shopping spree? No? =^_^= Good!!! Next chapter:
Shopping spree!
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