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Revival of the Departed	By : Jdee Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 1194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 15
- 16
- 17
Title: Revival of the Departed

Author: J’dee

Series: Final Fantasy VII

Rating: Mature – NC-17

Pairs: Sephiroth (with some Jenova) X Zack (omg yay finally *ahems*)

Story: Alive and well, Zack has returned… but he’s not alone. Hojo’s experiments on him have caused some schizophrenic side effects. Sephiroth and Jenova are alive and well… inside him, plotting their return and destruction of the planet. Will Cloud be able to kill Sephiroth again when he’s housed inside the body of his best friend and mentor? Or can Zack finally take on Sephiroth himself?

(Het/Yaoi/Non-Con, Con)

AN: I want to thanks those who have been reading this… and supporting me even if it’s just over e-mail, txt, aim, the two reviews (lolz I don’t mind too much) and the various other ways you can contact me.

I want to apologise for the delays first and foremost… I have no internet and I have to pay for it when I want to upload this fic and other things… *coughsyoutubecoughs* Plus irl and the fact I lost my balcony from which I used to sit on nightly to write this, fresh air just seemed to get the juices flowing. I now share a dorm room with a Korean lady and an Irishman… soooo lets just say I get distracted in to conversations and political chats *coughObamacough* really easy. Also had surprise calls in for work to cover shifts for staff suffering the effects of food poisoning, stock take ect ect. Added to which I had the PS3 Sony Australian Game Premier of Little Big Planet to attend (I work in the Gaming retail), on top of a falling out with my little brother over $290. I have lack of money & food, doing some certificate courses and just in general life… So as Zack suffers I seem to be too… So to which I apologise here’s the next four chapters for you. I hope it was worth the wait. (yes Zack Cloud smex coming up!)

Just so you know this is the half way mark for this fic… soooo hang on it’s going to take some time… I write novels not fiction lolz.

Rant over…

Disclaimer: Make no money yadda yadda yadda, not my characters ect ect

Chapter Fifteen

Silence seemed to be the dominate force in Reno’s apartment. Reno hadn’t said much to Tseng but then again Tseng wasn’t conversational material right now.

Tseng was still mad so Reno wasn’t going to tempt another threat of pay docking. Their conversation about the death of Reno’s pet mold fluffy had ended several hours ago.

Tseng just stood by the window looking outside at Reno’s dismal view. It wasn’t much to look at so Reno couldn’t understand how his boss could stand there for three hours looking out at the other buildings that would have blocked the sun rising in the distance.

So Reno had opted to play with his cure material like Chinese meditation balls spinning them round in his palm to ease the nerves that the silence was bringing.

Tseng heard the knock at the door and he looked at Reno lying on his couch, playing with a couple of cure materia rolling the two round his palm.

“Don’t bother getting up I’ll get it.” Tseng sighed walking to the door.

For someone who was drained of energy Reno still seemed to have plenty to spare. Opening the door he looked at Rude and Elena. “It’s a bit late.”

Rude held up his car keys. “Sir.”

Elena looked at Tseng. “Reeve came back to the office he said Zack was fine he spent some time with AVALANCHE and got caught in to a drinking match with Cid. By all accounts Zack seems to have returned back to his normal self.” She reported.

Tseng looked at Reno. “You’re off the hook for now… but Reno…”

Reno looked over. “Yeah?” He drawled lazily.

“You’re going to have to make it up to Zack.” Tseng stated.

Reno blinked. “What how?”

“That other I talked about… You’re it.”

Reno sat up off the couch the cure materia dropping in a clatter. “What?!”

“You heard me I’ll let you know when it’s to be done.” Tseng added walking out the door. “Wait for my call.” Tseng headed in to the hallway leaving the three Turks behind.

Reno raced to the door grabbing on to the door frame. “Tse- ahh..” He felt himself dropping to one knee the pain in his thighs throbbing.

He felt Rude help him up.

“Rude Elena I’m leaving his care to you report to the office when I call you. Rufus has a budget meeting regarding our pay I’ll let you know when.” Tseng called from down the hallway as the elevator binged and he stepped inside.

Elena sighed. “Great I bet its more budget cuts to accommodate WRO.”

“My pays been threatened enough tonight.” Reno grumbled as Rude helped him to the couch.

His partner kneeling in front of him picking up the cure materia, he looked at Reno’s scratched up arms and chest.

Elena walked in shutting the door looking round the apartment.

“Reno… haven’t you heard of cleaning.” Her hand moved to her nose as she shuffled some laundry to the side with the tip of her shoe, making a path to the couch.

Reno sighed leaning back in to the couch as Rude began to activate the cure materia using it to heal the ‘battle wounds’.

“Sure I have… but what can I say I’m a bachelor.” Reno flashed a grin at her.

“Not one I’d date.” Elena continued making a path to the couch from the doorway.

~*~*~*~

The bare chest flanked his back pushing him to the ground the hand slipping round his waist moving down between thighs.

“Sephiroth… wait.” Zack hissed he could feel the blush on his face.

They were part of the last former 1^st Class SOLDIER’s left and now they had to learn to share one body.

But this wasn’t the share that Zack had in mind. This was far beyond it. Swallowing hard, his hands touched base with the ground underneath them.

Using all his strength in his arms his pushed himself up and spinning round twisting out of the hold and placing two feet in to Sephiroth’s chest he pushed the former General back and back flipped to his feet.

Gasping for breath he looked at Sephiroth as the older man stood up.

“You’re only making this harder on yourself… Zack.” Sephiroth smirked.

“Shut up!” Zack looked round for the buster sword.

Sephiroth just smirked in his direction. Zack blinked seeing Jenova holding up his Sword.

‘Looking for this… son?’

“Hey!” Zack raced towards only to have his arm grabbed and he was pulled back in to Sephiroth’s solid chest.

“Leave mother alone… this is between you and I.”

Zack flushed at the contact his face heating up as he felt the arousal touch base behind him and he pulled himself free stumbling forward.

Turning round he shot Sephiroth a look. “I trusted you… How could you?”

Zack gasped as he was caught Sephiroth’s hand round his waist his hand snagged in the former General’s before being twisted behind Zack. Making him flinch his back arching forward, his chest brushing against Sephiroth’s.

“Damnit… Sephiroth!”

“You were sure you could win. Over confidence was always your downfall.” Sephiroth’s mouth moved close to Zack’s.

“Sephiroth… Don’t-” Zack began but was cut off as a mouth covered his. Tongue slipping past lips to taste inside his mouth.

Zack felt his knees give way the blush on his face becoming redder, as the former General freed him.

Landing on the ground Zack looked up at his former hero.

‘I always enjoy it when my son’s connect…’

Zack froze as he felt the ice cool hand move over his chest and he gasped as he was pulled backwards. His back hit hard against the ground, he felt the air rush out of his lungs at the impact.

“Cloud…” He hissed shooting Jenova a look.

She seemed to shrink back hissing at him for mentioning Cloud’s name.

Zack just smirked at her. “Cloud, Cloud, Cloud… CLOUD! CLOU-”

Sephiroth dropped his boot down on Zack’s stomach pushing the air from the younger man and shoot him a glare.

“Mother is still weak. Do not treat her like that.”

“Sephiroth… fight her…” Zack whispered.

“Why?” Sephiroth looked at him.

“Because she’s wrong! She’s evil. She destroyed the hero you became! The man all of us looked up to.” Zack shouted at him.

Sephiroth glared. “How would you know what I endured? What I went through?”

“I know you watched and you saw your only friends slowly one by one abandon ShinRA! I know that feeling! You forgot I went through it too. Angeal… he was my friend too.” Zack tried to sit up but was put back in his place by a boot to his stomach again.

Sephiroth dropped to his knees over Zack.

Zack swallowed at the closeness of Sephiroth’s body above his.

‘Take him…’

Zack shot Jenova a look. “You keep the hell away from me!”

The impact of Sephiroth’s hands on his shoulders made his body jerk. “Mother is here to watch only.”

“What if I don’t want her watching?” Zack shot Sephiroth a glare.

“Then suffer.”

Zack moved his hands round to grip Sephiroth’s wrists. “My body my rules… and I’m going to start charging you two soon if you don’t behave.” Zack twisted Sephiroth’s wrists round pulling them from his shoulders.

“I have my payment all ready.” Sephiroth pulled Zack up startling him as his mouth caught the side of Zack’s neck.

Zack let out a gasp, one of Sephiroth’s hands moved round to his back holding him up as the older man devoured the side of his neck.

“Not… the payment… I… wanted.” Zack gasped between words.

Sephiroth’s other hand slipped down Zack’s naked chest stopping at the top of the jeans playing with the waist band pulling the jeans open slowly.

“Seph… wait.” Zack let his eyes squeeze close as he felt the mouth taking his again. Sephiroth’s hand not listening slipped in to the band of his jeans.

Zack gasped in to the mouth as he felt the hand find his length before playing along it in feather light strokes.

Sephiroth caught Jenova’s eyes as she crouched near by watching the buster sword lay on the ground out in front of her.

‘With the moment of connection, he won’t fight you anymore… trust me…’

Sephiroth let his hand slide Zack’s length stroking it slowly in to arousal. The younger man’s hips jerked upward in to his palm.

Sephiroth’s lips let Zack’s free and the younger man gasped for air his face flushing red again.

“Damn you… Sephiroth… not like this.” Zack hissed between gasps.

Sephiroth’s hand moved to undo the jeans and he slid them down Zack’s hips freeing the newly formed arousal.

Smirking Sephirtoh moved his mouth down Zack’s neck slowly kissing his way down tasting each dip and contour of the younger man’s body.

His mouth moved between thighs taking the tip of Zack’s arousal in his mouth. Zack’s hips reacted as he let out a strangled gasp his fingers threading through Sephiroth’s hair.

“Sephiroth…”

His mouth moved over the arousal taking it all in to his mouth, slowly beginning to suck on the younger man.

Zack could feel his face heating up, his fingers moving through silver locks. His hips began to move. His own body even in his mind was betraying him. Sephiroth causing those strange urges inside to stir slowly moving to the surface.

Zack felt the dizzying sensations as hands moved over his hips stroking them lightly. His hips lifted up off the ground and placed over shoulders and he felt the tip to base taken in to the warmth heat of Sephiroth’s mouth.

One hand clutching at the ground while the other stayed locked in Sephiroth’s hair. Zack’s eyes opened slowly and he dared to look down seeing the glisten of silver hair moving between his thighs and he was sure he felt his blush deepen at the sight.

It was so wrong to be giving up to him like this but the feeling alone seemed to stir and his body reacted like a starved man.

He could feel the need for release begin to swell and his hips bucked up urgently in to the mouth as he gasped.

Each breath came out like an urgent pant. Swallowing hard Zack dared to look up as he felt the cooling sensation touch his flushed cheek and he found his eyes locking with Jenova. Her silver hair hanging over one of her eyes the other purple one looking at him intently. He watched her hand as it moved to the other side of his face cooling him down from the heat his face was suffering and he let his eyes close, if he didn’t see who it was perhaps he would forget his embarrassment.

Teeth touched base and scraped along his length and his hips bucked up again as his back arched up wanting more of that feeling. The cool hand gripped his free one.

‘Don’t fight it…’

Zack squeezed his eyes close and he squeezed the hand letting out a cry as his hips bucked up fast and hard with his release.

Sephiroth pulled back after taking Zack and he let his hips down before undoing his own trousers and sliding out of them. He moved over the flushed man under him, his mouth moving over to capture Zack’s mouth, his tongue moving in to the mouth to taste the inside of the other man’s mouth.

He watched as Jenova moved her hand along Zack’s face caressing the younger man’s flushed cheeks.

‘He is slowly coming round, take him before his senses return.’

Sephiroth nodded lifting hips up he impaled the man’s heated entrance on his own arousal. Zack’s hips bucked up as he let out a cry, the cry was mixed with pleasure and pain in one.

Jenova moved her hand to Zack’s forehead soothing the sexual fever flushing on his face.

‘We have to keep Tseng’s plan at bay…’

“I know…” Sephiroth’s hips rocked in to Zack’s.

Zack’s back arched up and Sephiroth’s hands moved to his waist holding the younger man up as his arousal moved deeper within inner walls.

Zack groaned the mixture of the sensations his body was suffering. It was embarrassment, pleasure and pain rolled in to one, but he didn’t expect there to be anything else when Sephiroth took him.

He was only partly aware in his falling in to a delusional state. Like a fever, he couldn’t control the heat his body was giving off. This was not what he’d been planning when he’d summoned Sephiroth in his dreams to fight. This was the last thing he expected.

Zack couldn’t make out their conversation, but then again he was lost himself to the sensations the older man was causing his body to emanate.

Zack felt his hands grabbed and pulled over his head and the cool hands that gripped his wrists holding them above his head, one cool hand held both his wrists while the other moved over his face like an ice pack keeping the fever at bay, he hadn’t ever experienced getting this flushed and hot before. He couldn’t understand why. Was this a sexual battle for the power his body had already drained? The hand moved over his lips and Zack was aware of hair brushing his face as soft feminine lips took his a tongue slipping past and into the depth of his mouth.

Zack’s hips bucked up as the cool hand moved between his thighs gripping his spent length stroking it again.

It was the most unusual feeling and sensation his body had ever come across the warmth buried inside him and the cooling sensation over his face.

Zack felt the lips leave his mouth and the hand left his length trailing up over his abdomen cooling his chest down.

Then the cooling sensation left just holding his wrists in place, like they expected him to struggle. Zack blinked for a moment. He was supposed to be fighting but he couldn’t figure out why his body wasn’t obeying that order.

Sephiroth watched the confused and dazed expression of Zack. His hips touched base with the younger man’s pushing in deeper in to the tight heat. It was so easy to always loose himself in to a warm body that accepted his own. The lack of fight was disappointing but he understood that mother had obviously something to do with this. Perhaps next time he would get a better fight out of the former 1^st class.

It didn’t mean Sephiroth wasn’t enjoying taking the younger now willing man. He was more than enjoying it, each twitch of the inner muscle tissue snagged his arousal tight and he enjoyed pushing past that sensation eliciting a moan from the raven haired Zack.

Zack’s hips moved with his lost in the sexual daze. Each breath each moan and gasp driving him onwards to reach his goal of release in to the younger man.

Sephiroth smirked his body moving down to cover the tanned body his hair cascading over his shoulders to touch base in a feather light caress over Zack’s chest.

Zack languidly pulled at his wrists but the effort to escape wasn’t there as he let his body get taken.

Thrust for thrust hips meeting urgently with each other as pain was forgotten and pleasure was ridden out in wave after wave of a sexual bliss.

When inner walls captured him tightly Sephiroth was sure he was going to explode calming the rushed need for release down. Sephiroth pushed past pulling out and pushing back in to the heat again, causing yet another moan to pass lips of the man under him.

‘He looks good under you…’

Sephiroth smirked, his hand moved to Zack’s face. “Hear that? Mother approves of us.”

Zack only moaned something unintelligible and Sephiroth continued riding his own pleasure out in to the younger man’s heat.

Zack could feel the swelling of Sephiroth’s arousal inside him and he could have choked, the size had definitely hurt upon entry, now the swelling… He twisted his wrists round trying to free them from the icy cool grip.

He felt the urgent need for Sephiroth’s release when the older man picked up the pace, pushing deeper and harder inside him, before the echoing sound of skin touching base with skin seemed to reverberate round the void of white.

Then he felt the rushed climax of the older man’s release causing him to gasp his hips arching up more as if accepting the foreign intrusion in to his body.

Sephiroth’s forehead touched his shoulder lightly and he could feel the breath cascade over his shoulder blade.

Turning his head to the side lazily he looked at the Buster Sword lying out of his reach and he blinked as it slowly came in to focus. The hilt the design slowly slipping past his sexually dazed mind.

‘Angeal…’ Zack thought to himself. ‘I let you down… I’m so sorry…’

Sephiroth moved from him pulling out slowly hair flipping back, the former general stood up looking down at him.

“This would have been more rewarding if we were indeed in separate bodies… perhaps in the future…”

Zack’s eyes widened as the memories hit him and he pulled at his wrists and he looked up at Jenova holding him and he paled. He’d let her… touch him again. He felt his stomach flip flop in realization. He actually felt sick. His body had let him down, and he knew instantly he needed to be more stronger much more stronger before he would even attempt going after Sephiroth by himself again.

“Leggo of me!” He pulled at his wrists but she seemed to hold him tighter.

“So now you fight?” Sephiroth seemed amused.

“CLOUD!” He shouted as loud as he could. “Cloud! Cloud! Cloud! Cloud!”

Jenova hissed and he watched as she shuffled back.

Sephiroth shot him a looked and held out his hand summoning the Masumune. Holding it above Zack’s eyes widened.

“I should kill your soul right now and end this.” Sephiroth growled.

Zack saw the blade come down and his body was suddenly jolted.

~*~*~*~

“Zack!” Cloud caught Zack as he fell from the bed and the older man sat up. Cloud had watched for the past twenty minutes since he’d heard Zack first call his name. Cloud held Zack close he felt the heat the slight fever Zack was forming. “Easy…”

“Cloud…” He felt the mako blue eyes look at him, then he saw them fall downcast before Zack pulled back standing up moving to the window.

Cloud blinked confused. “Zack… you have a fever… It looked like it was causing a nightmare.”

Cloud watched as Zack’s hands gripped the window ledge and his forehead touched the cool glass and he let out a shuddering breath.

“I wasn’t strong enough… He got me… he nearly… killed me.” Zack sighed.

Cloud stood up. “Sephiroth… Zack what were you thinking?!”

Zack didn’t move. “I wasn’t I wanted to end this but I hate to agree with Tseng but I probably need Genesis’s strength to do this.”

Cloud moved behind Zack his hand touched his friend on the shoulder. “Do you think just Genesis would help?”

“It would have… if I didn’t let… him… them… get to me.” Zack let out a defeated sigh, his breath fogging up a small section of the glass.

“You mean…” Cloud paused. “Sephiroth.” He stopped seeing the flush on Zack’s cheeks.

“Yeah… that.” Zack’s hand pounded the glass. “Tseng is going to lecture me to hell and back.”

“Don’t tell him.” Cloud stated.

Zack raised a brow. “Are you kidding me he’ll know whether I say anything or not.”

Cloud watched as Zack turned round leaning up against the glass and Cloud moved up to him. He saw Zack’s face blush as Cloud moved his hand to touch his forehead.

“We’ll get through this… together this time.” Cloud stated.

He inwardly couldn’t help but smile at the blush though, for once the blush was on the other face and he didn’t mind that he caused that.

“Yeah… just have my back when I get lectured… please.” Zack clapped his hands together in a please begging motion.

Cloud let out a sigh. “Alright just this once.”

He was hugged suddenly by Zack and he felt the blush at the contact. “Thanks Cloudy I know I could count on you!”

Cloud cleared his throat. “Um… perhaps you should have a shower then go eat we are heading out today. I think it would be best to get you out of the house for a bit.”

Zack stepped back and nodded. “So where are we headed?”

“Somewhere.” Cloud replied cryptically.

Zack looked at him raising a brow. “Where?”

“If I told you, you probably wouldn’t want to go.” Cloud stated. “I think it’s something I need… for… closure. I suppose.” He looked to the window.

Zack blinked. “So it’s not a strip club?” He asked.

“NO!” Cloud hit him over the back of the head.

“OW!” Zack rubbed his head blinking. Then he looked at Cloud placing a hand on his head ruffling up the spikes. “Okay okay mom… I’ll have a shower then some food then we can bail.” He walked to the door heading to the bathroom.

Cloud let out a sigh and looked out the window he heard the footsteps enter the room and he glanced at Tifa as she walked in.

“Is he alright?”

“Fever… I think it was brought on by Jenova and Sephiroth.” Cloud stated.

Tifa looked at Cloud worriedly. “We’re running out of time to save him aren’t we?”

“I hope not…” Cloud’s hand move to the ledge and he looked out the window again.

~*~*~*~

Zack got off the back of Fenrir and he looked at the cliff face over looking the desert leading in to Midgar. He turned and looked at Cloud.

“Should I take this as a hint?” Zack asked.

Cloud shook his head. “No… I just.” He lifted the goggles up off his eyes and sighed. “Need closure… I guess.”

Zack nodded moving up to where the Buster sword was planted in the ground his hand moved over the hilt and the golden design of the base of the hilt leading in to the blade.

‘Angeal…’ He touched and sword and let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry if it brings back something unpleasant.” Cloud moved up to step beside him.

“You don’t have to keep that promise anymore Cloud.” Zack lifted the sword up out of the ground pulling it to point up at the sky. He looked over the rusted blade and bopped Cloud on the head.

“Hey!” Cloud looked at him.

“Look at what you did to my sword. All this rust wear and tear Angeal will kill me.” Zack exclaimed.

Cloud opened his mouth and then closed it before looking down. “I’m sorry.”

Zack slung an arm round Cloud’s shoulders. “Just kiddin’ Cloudy. You’re a little more important than my sword.” He smiled at him holding his thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “But just a little.”

Cloud frowned. “Gee thanks.” He drawled and he watched as Zack spun the sword round one handed before planting it back in to it’s spot in the cliff face over looking Midgar.

“It marks the spot of your promise I understand.” Zack looked at Cloud.

“Do you want it back? I know somewhere that can fix it up for you.” Cloud offered.

Zack looked at the sword. “Sure why not Sephiroth hates this sword I might as well keep it close for spites sake.” Zack grinned placing his hand on the hilt, but something made him pull back for the moment from taking it. “I’ll grab it before we go.”

Cloud just nodded.

“Quite a view huh? At least you’re conscious this time.” Zack smiled.

Cloud swallowed glancing at Zack one hand on his hip the other on the hilt of the sword.

Zack stopped looking over his shoulder at Cloud and he just smiled. “Relax you look like I’m going to drop dead on you any second now.”

Cloud looked down. “Sorry. I guess my closure…” He sighed. “It’s not as easy as I thought.”

Zack shrugged. “Hey you don’t have to keep that promise now I’m here I can live out my own life. I’m sorry I made you promise such a thing. It was too much for me to put on your shoulders. I guess I just wanted to be remembered… somehow. Like I truly existed.”

Cloud saw the contemplative look. “Zack.”

“Genesis said he saw Sephiroth inside me and that I surpassed Angeal.” His eyes closed. “I’m not Angeal and I’m not Sephiroth I just wanted… to be remembered for who I was not them.”

Cloud moved up to Zack’s side. “I didn’t see you as Genesis did. You died protecting me as far as I was concerned. That was you saving me not them.” His hand moved to Fenrir and he glanced over at the view.

“Think I died a hero?” Zack asked softly.

“I think so.” Cloud’s glance moved to Zack. “Just don’t repeat that again too soon.”

“Not planning on it.” Zack replied and looked at Cloud and smiled. “Relax.”

Cloud sighed it was easier said than done. The fever had got him worried but Zack seemed to be fine now. Cloud just couldn’t put his finger on how come he was so quick to recover, like nothing fazed him for too long. Looking Zack over he wondered how long Zack planned on keeping everything bottled up inside.

“Zack… why do you keep everything so… hidden?” Cloud sighed. “We can’t help you if you don’t talk to us.”

Zack paused and looked at Cloud, he looked over at Midgar for a moment. “Sorry I didn’t know I was worrying you guys. I guess it’s just hard for me to adjust to sharing depressing things. The world has had enough sadness don’t you think?”

“It has but that doesn’t mean we can’t fight it together… you’re not alone. I’m conscious this time. I’ll help.” Cloud looked at him.

Zack blinked for a moment and smiled. “Yeah you are.” His hand moved and patted Cloud on the shoulder. “I just have to keep telling myself you’re alright.”

Cloud watched as Zack moved to the rocks on the cliff face, his hand moving over one and he let his eyes shut as the wind seemed to blow a gentle breeze over them.

Cloud moved up behind Zack and he let his arms slip around the older man and pulled him close. “I’m alright… I’ll be fine. But it’s you who’s making me worry.”

~*~*~*~

Cissnei walked in to Seventh Heaven and she looked round. Despite the influx of humid heat the bar was empty. The air conditioning was almost a godsend to the female Turk who was almost ready to discard her Turk uniform for the day.

Tifa was as normal behind the bar cleaning up. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. “You’re early.” Tifa remarked.

“Is he in?” Cissnei asked.

Tifa shook her head. “He left early this morning with Cloud. Boys being boys went out on a road trip for the day.”

Cissnei moved to sit in the stool at the bar, she looked down as her cellphone went off and she pulled it out looking at the caller I.D.

“Work?”

“Yeah… always on call. Downside of being a Turk we rarely get holidays.” She flipped the phone open. “Tseng.”

Tifa watched the female Turk turn round in the stool her legs crossed as she spoke to the other Turk on the phone.

“He’s out with Cloud right now…” Tifa saw Cissnei look at her. “He wants to know how long ago they left.”

“Oh just after breakfast. So probably about three hours ago.” Tifa replied.

“Three hours.” Cissnei repeated before listening to the reply. Tifa shook her head. “You know Cloud better than me, he can vanish for hours on end apparently.”

She rolled her eyes at the reply. “I understand sir-”

Tifa stifled a giggle at Cissnei’s flapping hand motion of Tseng going off in to a rant.

“I’ll bring Zack over after.” Cissnei flipped the cellphone closed.

“You poor thing. Care for a drink? On the house?” Tifa smiled.

“Vodka… straight.” Cissnei smiled.

Tifa poured her a glass and set it on the counter.

Cissnei sighed Tseng words if they were indeed correct meant Sephiroth had gathered some strength from somewhere. Apparently Quinn had stated that ‘Mother’s’ influence was increasing her voice louder in the younger Turk’s head.

“Gil for them?” Tifa asked.

“Tseng wanted to know if anything happened this morning or last night.” Cissnei looked at Tifa.

Tifa thought for a moment. “Zack and Cid had a drinking competition the mako and Jenova cells he must have to beat Cid. Shelke had to fly them all back home last night.” She tapped her chin. “And Zack was still as sober as Reeve by the end of it all.”

“Anything after that?” Cissnei asked.

“He helped me clean up and then took Cloud to bed before going to sleep himself.” Tifa remarked. “Though Cloud mentioned Zack did dream of Jenova and Sephiroth last night. But he didn’t state what it was about.”

Cissnei nodded. “They must have made contact prematurely then. Tseng won’t be too happy about that. It’ll push the plans back by a couple of days.”

Tifa looked at Cissnei. “Do you guys really think Zack’s the only one who can fight them?”

“They’re in his head, not ours.” Cissnei sighed.

Tifa looked at Cissnei. “Tseng sent you here to lend Zack some strength didn’t he?”

Cissnei blushed and looked down. “Yeah.”

“I’ll call Cloud and see where they are then.”

“That’s good because apparently tonight Reno’s been reinstated back to guard duty. Tseng thinks it’s safe.” Cissnei explained.

“I’ll make sure to tab Tseng Reno’s bill for the night then.” Tifa joked.

~*~*~*~

Reno looked at the message on his phone from Tseng. Zack and Cloud had dropped off the radar for a while and he let out a sigh. The statement was obvious. Cissnei then she was to take Zack back to Tseng’s office for a ‘meeting’ after the budget cuts Rufus was passing out. Reno gripped the phone, he knew what that meant. Cissnei, then Tseng, then he would be called in.

Looking up he watched as Elena finished packing his laundry up while Rude finished cleaning his kitchen, apparently he was suppose to bring Zack back here. His place where Sephiroth had…

The thought trailed off and he looked at Clover walking out of his bedroom holding up the former General’s pants.

“Is this a memento or something Reno?” The blonde haired male Turk asked jokingly.

Reno cleared his throat and motioned to the laundry pile.

Walker moved in from the balcony past Clover before hitting him over the back of the head.

“Get serious.” The long haired Turk growled.

Orders from Tseng were clean up and Reno knew the other two were not as clued in as Elena and Rude seemed to be, but this wasn’t how he pictured his recovery to be. Lie on the couch and let his apartment get cleaned from under him by his co-workers.

“Hey ow!” Clover rubbed the back of his head. “Don’t make me send pictures of you and M’adoc out round through sms.”

“I’ll kill you before you can push that send button.” Walker stated as he continued his surveillance of the apartment. Checking every nook and cranny for any possible hidden equipment that was not part of the higher ranking Turk’s general collection of crap accumulated.

Elena lifted the laundry basket up before stating the obvious. “I’ll go clean these… but I’m leaving you guys to sort through his porn collection.”

“Yay porn!” Clover cheered.

Before he was hit in the side of the head by an empty can of beer from the bedroom. “Shut up!” Walker’s shout could be heard.

Rude cleared his throat and let Elena leave before he walked up to Reno.

Reno looked up at Rude.

“I’ve been ordered by Tseng to watch you from tomorrow… just in case.”

Reno blinked. “You know huh?”

“It’s for your own safety…” Rude added.

Reno waved his hand about. “I know I know… Tseng’s worried about me yo.”

“More than he’s letting on.” Rude replied before walking to the computer table and stopped looking at it with a sigh. “If our pay checks weren’t so high. I might protest doing this kind of work. But I’m glad for the change in pace.”

Reno chuckled standing up and stretching he look. “I for one can’t wait to get back to work yo. I’m bored as hell stuck at home.”

“So why are we cleaning this place up? It’s just Zack.” Clover asked dropping a box of old LP’s, DVD’s, CD’s and stuff next to the television and stereo unit.

“And Jenova we have to make the place pretty for the stupid bitch.” Walker scoffed.

Clover blinked. “What we’re cleaning up for Jenova now?”

“I was joking you moron.” Walker rolled his eyes. “Tseng thinks Reno failed to escape due to the mess. This way he might actually make it to the door.”

“Funnnnny.” Reno shot Walker a look. The ex SOLDIER still had that annoying dry SOLDIER wit that he hated. “I might just take him out for a drink at the local and get Jenova to hit on you instead.” He retorted.

“Ewwww!” Clover shuddered.

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