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Let Him In	By : GodOfInsanity Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Sephiroth Views: 2233 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Square Enix’s Final Fantasy 7 or its characters. Nor do I own Morrissey’s passage, either. I do not profit from any of it. I just had an itch to write this, so I did.

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Chapter warning(s): Language, Humor, Yaoi M/M, Amnesiac Sephiroth, Some fluffiness, Some angst, Implied Het

“I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing.”-Socrates

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CH11: Introduction

The cursing man let the expletives fly as he gingerly landed his ship, The Highwind. He was torn by the fact that his ships windows were cracked and by the scene before him. It was hard to decide between fixing his baby and approaching his friend. Cursing heavily at his dilemma, he exited the ship and then stalked towards Cloud and…Sephiroth?
“WAIT FOR ME!” Demanded the 5’2” tall, tomboyish woman who had previously released a piercing scream. She looked a bit green in the face like she was about to throw up. Muttering about stupid men and their stupid ships, she chased after the blond pilot.
It was no secret that the short woman always suffered motion sickness when onboard a boat, airship, or vehicle. She preferred to have her own feet on the ground, thank you.
“Yeah, yeah, move your ass, woman!” Barked the very cross man as he glanced at her from over his shoulder.
“I’M PREGNANT! WAIT!” Shrieked the nearly hysterical woman. In spite of her large, rounded belly and small body, she ran after him, her steps nimble and quick like a ninja.
“Fuckin’ women,” loudly complained the angry pilot for everyone to hear.
“I HEARD THAT, CID!” Yelled the short woman, who had finally caught up with the pissy male. She swiftly smacked him over the head, nearly knocking his goggles off.
“Dammit, Yuffie, watch it! You fuckin’ break my goggles and I’ll get rid of all your mother fuckin’ Materia!” Threatened the pilot known as Cid Highwind.
“YOU BETTER NOT!” Cried Yuffie in alarm. She was nearly hysterical at this point. On a good day, she was obnoxious and bouncy, but with her hormones flying off the handle, she was a living nightmare.
With his head turned to watch them, Cloud didn’t budge from his spot on Sephiroth’s lap. He was comfortable where he was and some part of him felt like staking a claim this way, if that made any sense.
Thanks to Cid’s grating voice and Yuffie’s shrill shrieks, his erection was long gone. He didn’t have to look to know that Seph’s was gone as well.
The ex-General looked very confused and uncomfortable. He didn’t know who these crazy people were, but he found that he held an instant dislike for the pair. True, he had disliked Vincent, but that had been different. These two were more than just intruders on Cloud’s private property. They were both obnoxious and made his head hurt.
“Cloud, what the fuck is going on here?! Is that fuckin’ Sephiroth?!” Cid asked in such a way that he was practically yelling his head off. He was so aghast at the image he saw that he actually spat out his cigarette.
“Cloud!” Yuffie cried, sounding a little less high pitched than before. She was obviously happy to see her friend, who she hadn’t seen in around a decade. She didn’t seem to notice or care about the man Cloud was busy straddling.
“Hello…Yuffie, Cid. What brings you here?” Cloud asked in a calm, albeit annoyed tone of voice. He was irritated because 1.) They came here uninvited and 2.) They had interrupted his make out session with Seph. To put it bluntly, his friends were being cock blockers.
“You gonna answer my fuckin’ Gaia damned question now or what, Cloud?”
Ignoring Cid, Yuffie was much calmer as she gazed at her friend. She didn’t seem to take offence to Cloud’s attitude. In fact, she was sympathetic, but that didn’t stop her energetic rant. “Cid tracked Vincent here. We initially came to see him, because like you, that vampire of ours likes to live in isolation. Why? I don’t know! I don’t know why anyone would do such a thing when they have friends and family and girlfriends. He probably doesn’t get any because he skulks around graveyards all day brooding over Gaia knows what and you guys are-“
“-Yuffie, no offence, but please shut up,” sighed Cloud. He normally didn’t like being rude by cutting people off in mid speech, but he felt it was necessary to. If you didn’t interrupt the ninja girl, she would keep talking until the Chocobos came home and then some.
“Cloud…are they the others that you spoke of?” Inquired Sephiroth, who lifted up a slender, elegant eyebrow in response to Cloud’s friends.
The blond glanced at the ex-General and nodded curtly as he absently stroked Sephiroth’s hair. He next looked back at his friends as if he found it necessary to keep an eye on them. Just because they were his friends didn’t mean they wouldn’t try something stupid. After all, they didn’t understand, yet.
“Cloud, who are you sitting on?” Asked Yuffie, who walked around Cloud so that she could get a better look at the man he was sitting on. She froze on the spot as soon as she saw that it was Sephiroth. Her eyes widened and her lips curved into an ‘o’ shape.
The ex-Mercenary sighed again. “I’m guessing Vincent didn’t talk to you two, yet.”
For once, Cid was quiet as he glared at both Cloud and Sephiroth. He didn’t understand what was going on, but he had a feeling Cloud would explain…whatever was going on. The pilot would be lying if he said he wasn’t seriously freaked out by seeing Jenova’s little puppet alive and well. But what bothered him most was how Cloud was acting around the madman. He was acting like a…protective lover…? It didn’t make any sense.
Yuffie shook her head and watched the entrancing green eyes that gazed at her. There was something different about Sephiroth, but she couldn’t put her finger exactly on it. He seemed…sane. The man was calm and even though he looked frustrated, he didn’t look like he was on the verge of slaughtering them all. And like Cid, the Ninja felt inclined to let Cloud explain himself.
Bright blue eyes fell on Yuffie’s enormous belly, which caused Cloud to be distracted. “Yuffie…what happened? You’re…pregnant.”
Yuffie beamed as if her enemy wasn’t sitting a few feet away from her. “Yep! I’m eight months pregnant now and it’s going to be a girl. We haven’t decided what to call her, yet.”
“…We?” Repeated Cloud as he glanced at Yuffie and Cid. It didn’t take him long to put two and two together. He felt like laughing now, but he refrained from doing so.
“Yeah, we. Cid’s the father. We’re married now and yes, I know, he’s lucky to have such a great girl like me! We have been married for a few years. I would have told you, but you never answer your phone. I tried to send invitations to the wedding, but I didn’t know where you lived and who knows where Vincent runs off to. You and Vincent were the only ones who didn’t attend the wedding,” explained Yuffie and there was genuine happiness brewing in her voice and face in spite of the fact that she was disappointed by Cloud and Vincent’s hermit lifestyles.
They made a strange couple, Cloud thought to himself, but somehow it kind of made sense to him. They were both loud and obnoxious in their own unique ways. He knew that as long as the couple wasn’t polar opposites, then the relationship would work out in the long run. The blond couldn’t exactly judge since he was in love with his very male former enemy.
It was still an odd thing to get used to, though. His friends looked older and were more mature now. They had changed enough that he could notice all the new differences. Cid and Yuffie probably didn’t realize how much they’ve changed, but if, like Cloud, you hadn’t seen your friends in years, it’s hard not to notice the changes.
Cloud knew that things would never be the same ever again. Just by looking at them and looking at Sephiroth. He shuddered to even look at himself. The ex-Mercenary wasn’t ready yet to see how much he himself had changed.
The ex-General eyed Yuffie with an inscrutable look and then snorted quietly. Since he had determined that she and the blond man weren’t threats to Cloud, he no longer had to pay strict attention to them.
It was going to be a long day, Cloud knew. It was better to just get it out of the way instead of drawing it out.
With great reluctance on his part, Cloud gingerly untangled himself from Sephiroth and rose up to stand on his feet. He slowly turned to face his friends and positioned himself in front of the silver-haired man just in case Yuffie and Cid got any funny ideas.
Sephiroth made to move, but Cloud immediately held out his hand in caution. “No. Stay right there, Sephiroth.” He ordered grimly. The blond man usually only used Sephiroth’s name in its entirety whenever he was in a somber mood.
The ex-General instantly ceased all movement and stayed rooted to the spot.
Cid scratched the back of his head. “You got him trained like a dog? I’m fuckin’ impressed, Spike,” said Cid, his voice seeping with sarcasm.
Cloud ignored that. He could feel that Seph was glowering at the pilot in what probably looked quite murderous. He was sorely tempted to turn around, but had to steel himself not to.
“It has been a long time, yes. I haven’t been avoiding you guys. It’s…well, it’s hard to explain it, but I was avoiding everything. Don’t take it personal because it had nothing to do with you. It may have made you feel neglected and shunted, but I won’t apologize for my actions, or should I say, my lack of action,” Cloud explained and nearly winced at how callous he came out sounding. He sounded like a jerk right now, but honesty was something he always tried to practice. The blond ex-Mercenary did feel kind of bad for isolating himself from his comrades, but it was still something he felt he didn’t need to apologize for.
Cid didn’t seem to take it so personal. In fact, he brushed it off completely as if Cloud brushing them off for a decade wasn’t even anything significant. “Yeah, yeah, we get it, but would you fuckin’ explain why you have that raving lunatic as a fuckin’ pet?!”
Yuffie seemed to take it a little personally, but it wasn’t completely her fault. “CLOUD! Why do you have to be so mean? We’re your friends, you spiky-headed jerk!”
Cloud’s eyes not only hardened, they darkened as well. In a low voice dripping heavily with warning, he drawled, “Don’t call him that. And stop trying to instigate, Cid. I’m warning you right now…if you hurt one silver hair on his head, I will cut you down.” Then he turned his attention to the pregnant woman, which seemed to soften his rigid expression. “Sorry for being so rude, Yuffie. I should have invited you inside and offered you a seat. It can’t be good to stand on your feet for long…”
“Don’t be silly, Cloud. I’m fine. All this is,” started the ex-thief (well as far as people knew, she wasn’t a thief anymore…unless she spotted some Materia), who gently patted her rounded belly, “is 30 extra pounds. I’m not bloated, my feet don’t hurt, and no, I don’t suffer from hemorrhoids. I only throw up if I eat or smell something that doesn’t agree with me. Otherwise I’m fine, Cloud.”
Cid rolled his eyes and muttered, “Don’t forget about all the fuckin’ raging hormones. She makes all the loonies look sane.”
The ex-General didn’t particularly enjoy that jab since somehow he knew it was indirectly aimed at him. Narrowing his eyes, he glared at the pilot as he drawled, “Did you ever stop to think that perhaps you are insane? After all, you willingly put up with that woman.”
Yuffie put her hands on her hips. “Hey! Cid doesn’t put up with me; I put up with him!”
Cloud cracked a small smile, yet chose not to comment.
The blond pilot blinked in disbelief. He peered at Sephiroth in silence for a few moments until he burst out laughing. He slapped his own thigh and then pointed at the silver-haired male. “I don’t know what the hell you did with the other fuckin’ Sephiroth, but this Sephiroth, I like.”
“…” The green-eyed ex-Soldier didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. He opted for not saying anything at all in regards to it.
The blond ex-Mercenary fixed his eyes on his two friends and stated, “Of all things, I do owe you both an explanation. Follow me inside and I’ll tell you everything. If you wish to stay the night, then you are allowed to use the guest room as long as you don’t cause harm to befall Seph. Am I understood?”
“Fair enough, Spike. We won’t do anything unless he tries to attack us,” sighed Cid who in turn slipped his hand in his wife’s hand. He was usually obnoxious and tended to act like a jerk, yet he had his soft moments, too. Well, at least when it came to his woman. He bore a rough, protective shell but underneath it all he wasn’t a complete douche. There was a nice guy somewhere in there that actually cared about his wife, friends, and the planet. Even though for years Cid had been bitter about not fulfilling his dream of becoming an astronaut, he had come to accept that some things in life were much more important and rewarding than a mere dream.
The Materia hunter squeezed his hand and nodded. She was calm now, which was odd for someone like her. Normally she was very hyper and outgoing. The short-haired woman looked exhausted now as she gazed at Cloud with her caring brown eyes. “I won’t hurt a hair on his head unless he gets fresh with me.”
Sephiroth scoffed.
“Gaia, I’m an idiot. And a rude idiot at that,” Cloud remarked as he smacked his forehead. Turning to Seph, he said, “You can go ahead and stand now. Everything is OK. I want you to introduce yourself to my friends now.”
Nodding and not too thrilled at the idea, Sephiroth gingerly stood up and walked over until he stood right beside the blond.
Cloud nudged him with his elbow. “Go ahead. Tell them your name.”
“They seem to already know me, Cloud,” the ex-General mumbled. For someone as powerfully built as him, he seemed so much like a child at times.
“Just introduce yourself. And make sure you’re looking at them. Don’t be rude now.”
Still not turned on by the idea, the ex-Solider sighed and turned his attention on the married couple. In a low, calm voice, he introduced himself. “My name is…Sephiroth.”
“Cid Highwind here,” Muttered the pilot in the middle of lighting up his fifth cigarette.
“I am the champion of the earth and the sky. I am the conqueror of evil. I am the gorgeous wife of Cid. I am all that and more. And don’t you forget it; I am the white rose of Wutai...Yuffie Kisaragi-Highwind!” Boldly introduced Yuffie with her characteristic smile painted on her face in spite of the fact that she was looking and talking to their so-called former enemy.
As if a reward for Seph’s compliance, Cloud leaned up and with both hands, he pulled the taller man’s face down towards his. He then kissed him chastely on the lips before he released his hold on his face. The blond didn’t seem to notice or care about the bugged out expressions on his friend’s faces. With a quick motion of his hand, he strode away towards the house.
Both Cid and Yuffie followed in silence due to their incredulity at what they had just witnessed. Their spiky-haired Cloud had just kissed Sephiroth!
As soon as Cloud and friends had disappeared inside the house, the ex-General sighed and turned back to that direction again. He sat back down on the grass and patiently waited until Cloud either beckoned him or it became late enough for him to retire to bed.

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Several hours later, Sephiroth slipped into bed and lay on his side so that his back was to the door. He stared out the open window and watched as the sun slowly sank down low in the sky until it was gone. Watching such a thing made him reflect on how he felt now: empty, cold, and distant.
Every time he thought he had a solid grasp on something, it slipped away. It was hard to wake up and face a new day not knowing who you truly were. It was difficult to look in the mirror and not recognize that blank face that stared back. The face of an unwelcome stranger.
He was a stranger to himself, he knew this. He also knew, or rather felt, that there was a dark place inside of his being. A dark place he refused to find, let alone acknowledge. Even though he was desperate to know, to remember it all, there was a part of him that didn’t want to.
Perhaps he didn’t want to remember any of it because there was a chance that he would revert back into that uninvited stranger. The one that Cloud loathed with all his being. He knew the blond hated the old Sephiroth, the one he had been before his rebirth.
And that was the thing. The last thing he wanted was Cloud to hate him. He would rather die a thousand terrible and violent deaths than to have the man hate him.
Of all things, Sephiroth was only certain of one thing and that was Cloud. The blond man was the only rock he had, the only support and guidance that kept him on his toes. From the start of his resurrection, Cloud had been there. He had nurtured and taken care of Sephiroth since that day and continued to do so.
They had had their good days and bad days, of course. Seph knew he was far from perfect, yet he still failed to see any fault in the other male.
To Sephiroth, Cloud was perfection. He was his light, his salvation. He was his everything.
And now…as he lay in the dark room with the lonely moon casting its dim rays on his face, he felt as if he were losing Cloud. With each friend that happened upon them unannounced, it felt like each one of them were deliberately pulling Cloud away from him.
He found the thought too much to bear.

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Well into one in the morning, Sephiroth was stirred from his light, troubled slumber by the feeling of the bed dipping and a warm body settling in next to his. He remained frozen on his side and didn’t bother to turn around. He felt the childish need to just lay there and feign sleep.
Not the least bit fooled by this, Cloud curled up behind the taller male and slipped his arms around him, pulling him close. “I know you’re not sleeping.”
Sephiroth said nothing, but he didn’t pull away, either.
“I’m sorry it took all afternoon and night, Seph. It took about an hour to explain and then a few extra hours to persuade them that you’re not secretly plotting to kill me and destroy the planet. They believe me now, though,” sighed Cloud and boy, did he sound weary. His voice sounded hoarse as if he’d been talking for hours. He then groaned as he further elucidated, “I made the mistake of asking Yuffie a personal question about herself and then she gave me her life story. Ten years worth of it.”
“They are your friends. You do not need to apologize to me.”
“Just shut up and take the apology, ok?”
Sephiroth snorted. “Fine.”
“Cid has…uh, graciously agreed to take us tomorrow to go get your sword. It’ll be faster to travel by ship than by bike. We’ll be back before you know it. How does that sound?”
“Spectacular,” drawled the ex-General in what could only be described as dry sarcasm.
Cloud smartly slapped Sephiroth on his rear end. “Stop being an ass.”
Sephiroth grunted, “Make me.”
“I doubt such a thing is possible,” joked the blond.
The silver-haired man peered over his shoulder at him. “I highly doubt there is a thing you cannot do, Cloud.”
“I wish that were true,” quietly mumbled the blond.
Upon hearing that, the green-eyed man rolled around until he now faced the blond. He pulled him close and stared at him without saying a thing. All his thoughts seemed to be rolled into one placid expression.
“I hope someday that people see what I see when I look at you,” breathed Cloud as he gazed at the other man’s serene, handsome face. He gently brushed the side of the Seph’s face with the backs of his fingers. Even now as he lay in the other man’s arms, he felt as if this moment, and plenty of other moments with Sephiroth was surreal. Or in other words, too good to be true.
Sephiroth shrugged. “I do not care what others see…just as long as you see it.”
Cupping the side of the taller man’s face, Cloud kissed him with fervor. Lips eagerly parted for him and his tongue dived in to get a more in depth taste of that cavern. It was so good and so sweet that he had to pull away and lay on his back, gasping and panting for more reasons than just the need to breathe.
“Why did you stop?”
“Because,” Cloud started as he turned his head to peek at him. “If I don’t stop now, neither of us will be getting any sleep.”
“I could live with that,” purred Sephiroth as he ensnared Cloud in his arms and nuzzled his neck affectionately.
“And you can live without it for awhile longer. Go to sleep, Seph.”
Eyes sliding closed, Sephiroth didn’t relinquish his hold on the smaller male as he murmured sleepily, “As long as you are here, I will never live without.”

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A/N: I chose Cid and Yuffie as a couple because…well, to me, they have a lot in common and this is fanfiction, which means I can do as I please. I figure if people can pair Vincent with Cid (even though those two have practically nothing in common), then I can throw Cid on Yuffie. So if you hate this pairing, don’t worry about it because it’s just implied. It’s a side pairing. The main pairing is Cloud/Sephiroth, so focus on that one. >;)
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