Your beautiful

A/N: The Geostigma I use in this is nothing got to do with the plot of AC, I just needed a sickness and I didn't want to use a real one as I have no right to talk about something I don't understand, so I'm gonna use Geostigma. Hope that doesn't annoy anyone!

Disclaimer: I dont own Final fantasy or any other Square Enix characters.

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"Hey Cloud, wait up." Cloud stopped at the school gate and looked back to see Zack making his way towards him. School was finished for the day and Cloud was just about to begin his fifteen minute walk home. He was in a bit of a rush as it was already four fifteen and he needed to be at work by five thirty.

"Hey." He said as the older teen reached him. "What's up? Don't you have training today?"

"Nah, it got cancelled until tomorrow. The coach said something about a football conference or something." The other answered,"I'm kinda pissed cause I was really in the mood for it today. Anyway, do you need a ride?"

"Oh, Zack , you don't have t-" but Cloud was interrupted by the other slinging an arm around his shoulder and ushering him towards the school parking lot. Cloud sighed, why did everyone ignore him when he gave a negitave answer.

"It's no bother really. I kinda like having a hot kid like you ride with me, makes me look fly!" The raven haired teen smirked. Cloud blushed at the 'hot' comment and looked up at the other.

"Fly? Zack, who says fly anymore?" He joked, raising an eyebrow at the other. In response Zack tightened his arm around the blonde's neck.

"I, Zachery Fair, king of this fucking school, says it. Alright?" He boasted, ruffling the others hair with his free hand earning him a elbow in the gut which caused him to yelp and let go of the blond. Cloud laughed at the others wounded expression.

"You play dirty, kid, way to dirty." The ravenette gasped.

"Be grateful I didn't aim lower." Cloud stuck out his tongue at the other who shuddered at the thought. The two then made there way over to Zack's bike parked at the end of the lot. Cloud really loved that bike, it was a 2010 Harley Davidson CVO model, shiny black with a red flame going through the side. Zack had gotten it two years ago after working an entire summer for it. Cloud felt himself drool at the sight of the solid steel piece of heaven.

"I'm so jealous!" The blond grumbled to the other who just shrugged and said

"Don't be, this thing may look hot but its a bitch to pay for, especially since my uncle insists on not helping me at all." Zack then stood up straight and put on a serious face "You wanted this bike Zachery, so its your responsibility. You have to learn how to take care of your own things Zachery, what about when you have a house or family?" The teen mocked his uncle as Cloud laughed. Zack has been living with his uncle Angeal since he was seven because his parents traveled alot with their work and Zack would have had no chance at a proper education with them. Zack didn't mind, he completely idolised Angeal, but the man was strict, firm and very scary which was in complete contrast to Zack's bubbly personality. It was very funny to watch the two interact.

"He's right, you know. Anyway, Angeal is always so nice." Cloud said as he took the extra helmet Zack offered him.

"Yeah, he's nice to you," Zack scoffed, "he thinks your a good influence on me, but he's always criticising me and annoying me." He said as he got on the bike. Cloud jumped on it behind him and wrapped his arms around the others waist, wondering why it always felt so good to touch the jock like this. Zack started up the bike and they headed for Cloud's apartment.

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When they arrived at Cloud's apartment complex, Zack parked the bike and they both hopped off.

"You wanna come up for a while? Mom hasn't seen you in ages and I'm sure she'd like to." Cloud asked the other who nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah sure. Let's go." He replied and with that the two headed for the complex. Cloud lived in one of the worst parts of town so his building wasn't the nicest. The elevators were broken, the stairs creaked, the pluming and electricity were bad and the paint on the walls was chipped and dirty. Zack really wished Cloud didn't live here but with medical bills and school fees it really was the only realistic option for him.

"Mom, I'm home!" Cloud shouted once he opened the door to his apartment. He stepped aside to let Zack in.

"Cloud sweetie, I'm in here." Sky Strife shouted from the kitchen. "I've got your dinner ready, come on." Cloud cringed sheepishly at her saying 'sweety' in front of Zack before he sighed and headed for the kitchen.

"Mom you didn't have to cook me anything. I can do it myself, you should be resting." Cloud said as his mother ushered him to the small kitchen table. Sky waved her hand as if she were batting away an insect.

"Oh, pish posh, Cloud. What kind of mother doesn't make food for her little baby boy?" She cooed, pinching his cheek.

"Mom!" Cloud gasped, burying his face in his hands. Zack let out a loud chuckle as he entered the kitchen.

"She's right Cloud, you'r such a good little boy, you deserve it." He commented twords the very embarressed boy who sent him a death glare. Sky smiled brightly at the raven haired teen.

"Zack dear, I haven't seen you in so long, how are you?" She said as she crossed the very small room to hug the boy.

"Yeah, I've been busy training with Angeal and with that along with football practice and school I haven't had alot of free time." He apologised.

"You kids are so busy lately," Sky grumbled, "you all need to have more fun. Zack, would you like something to eat? Of coarse you would, you've been at school all day. I'll get you a plate, Cloud make room for Zack. Zack sit down." Zack did as he was told, he didn't think she was really going to listen to any objections anyway because usually when she started rambeling like this it was hard to interrupt her. Zack couldn't believe an energetic woman like her could be so sick.

Eight years ago, Sky was diagnosed with Geostigma, a rare immune disease caused by overexposure to Mako. She had progressivly been getting worse over the years and was either on medication or in hospital most of the time now. The disease had put a strain on herself and Cloud, both financially and emotionally. It was the reason they had to move into this crummy apartment five years ago as Sky was so sick she could no longer work. Zack knew Cloud was constantly worried about her and he felt bad for him, kids should never have to see thier parents sick.

Sky placed a plate of food in front of Zack before sitting down herself and the three of them began to eat.

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"Thank you for shopping at Dilly Dallies, please come again!" Cloud smiled to the customer as she left the store. He stopped smiling the instant she left and sighed instead, he was nearing the end of a five hour shift and was completely exhausted. The work itself wasn't so bad, but if you put it togother with school and homework as well as taking care of his mom on her bad days, then it could be pretty tiring. He didn't mind too much, however, if it helped his mom out. She got sickness and unemployment benefit which amounted to a pretty decent sum every week but the money he brought in from working in the store was a big help to the both of them, something he was very glad for. Still though, it was pretty exhausting.

Cloud was abruptly brought out of his musing when someone placed a shopping basket, rather harshly, on his counter. He looked up and had to hold in a gasp of shock when he saw who was standing in front of him...again. It was none other than Sephiroth, the great General Sephiroth, victor of the Wutian war and the most powerful SOLDIER on the planet since he was seventeen years old. This was the second time in two weeks Cloud had found himself face to face with the Demi God and just like the first time...he was terrified!

"Aren't you going to serve me?" A silver eyebrow cocked up in annoyance. Cloud blushed, realising he must of looked like a star struck teenager. He didn't remember being this nervous the last time he served the man.

"Sorry." The teen answered quickly, cringing when his voice came out a little strange. "You, uh, don't have a store card right?" The silver haired man simply nodded to his question. 'not much of a social butterfly' Cloud thought dryly as he began scanning the items. The blond got a little nervous when he noticed the man was staring intently at him. He gave him an awkward smile while praying to the gods that the machine would scan faster.

The teen was right to be nervous, this man was very intimidating, he was at least six foot three and had a muscular phisique that made him look like he was made of steel. His face was just as dangerously glorious as his body with cat like emerald eyes, a thin nose, fleshy lips and an extraordinary halo of waist length silver hair. He looked like both an angel and a demon in one.

"That will be 46. 79 please." Cloud informed the General once all the items had been scanned. Sephiroth didn't even change his facial expression as he handed the boy a fifty Gil note, which kind of disturbed Cloud. He got the feeling the man wasn't used to this kind of interaction as he was quite stoic and unfriendly during the whole exchange. His friend's at the store had all been shocked when Cloud told them about serving the famous man ten days ago, the claimed that he had lived across the street for ten years and had never once stepped foot in the store before. Cloud guessed he just wasn't used to it. 'It still doesn't hurt to have some manners though' the blond inwardly grumbled. He handed the man his change saying his usual 'come again' line. The man just nodded before he turned and exited the store so gracefully that he seemed to almost float away.

"Some people are just so rude!" Cloud scoffed, shaking his head. "Oh, Gaia Cloud, you sound like your mom."

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Working for Shinra really did have it's perks. If you were high enough in the food chain, you could get just about anything you wanted using Shinra resources. Money, sex, weapon's, personal information. Oh yes, with just the touch of a button you could find out just about anything about anyone. All you had to do was type in a name, for example Cloud Strife, and you would find out that the subject is currently fifteen years old, lives on briste street in the 60th apartment complex, apartment number unknown. You would also find out that the subject attends Midgar Holy high school and that his test results, at present, show a 3.68 GPA. The subjects mother's is named Sky Strife and is suffering from Geostigma, the father is unknown.

The only thing he had needed was the boys full name, an issue he had been worried about until he realised that the boy was employed by the local food store and had been wearing a name tag when he had seen him. He was so entranced by the beauty that he never took the time to read that badge. A foolish mistake, but one which could be easily remedied.

Luckily, he had a clear view of the store from his balcony so all he had to do was sit out with a glass of expensive bourbon and wait for the boy to enter the store for his shift. He sat out for two evenings until finally at five thirty on a Thursday afternoon the angel appeared. The youth was just a mass of yellow and black from his view (way up on the twelfth floor of his complex) but he seemed to stand out from the rest of the people on the busy street, like he was glowing. This boy really was special.


He waited a couple of hours, wanting the store to be empty when he went down there. He wanted this for two reasons, the first being his hatred of overly affectionate ‘fans’ who insisted on performing embarrassing public displays of affection for him, and the second was his desire to be alone with the boy. He knew the boy would be intimidated by being alone with him again and this was strangely satisfying to him, he liked the idea of showing the boy that he was power; he was to be feared and respected by all.

He made his way down to the store at around ten thirty, happy to see that it was barren of any other customers except one woman who was currently paying for her purchases. The boy seemed to be working alone tonight, this pleased him. He picked up a shopping cart and proceeded to place a few items, which he had taking note of actually needing before he left his apartment, into it. He wandered around the store aimlessly until he heard the front doors slide open and the boys rather unenthusiastic goodbye, signalling the woman’s departure. He made his way over to the boy, watching as his smile disappeared once the woman left and was replaced with a more thoughtful expression. The teen seemed to be so absorbed in his own little world that he didn’t take note of his presence at all. This allowed him time to study the youth in more detail, suppressing a gasp as he did so. This boy was just so fucking perfect. He studied that angelic face and took note of the bags beneath his eyes and how the corner of his lips tilted downward slightly, the teen seemed tired and stressed and this made him angry; someone like him should have everything they wanted and should never have to look so exhausted and…unhappy. Ignoring his anger, he concentrated on how adorable the blond looked, his eyes glazed over in thought, his head tilted sideways allowing some hair to fall over his face and his fingers dancing on the metalic counter top. He realised that the boy wasn’t going to snap out of his little trance any time soon so he decided he had better get his attention somehow.

THUMP.

He watched in amusement as the boy jumped at the sound of him slamming his cart down on the counter, dazed from being brought out of his daydream so abruptly. He fought to contain a smile as the boys eyes widened when he realised who was in front of him, the teen stared for a moment before he looked away and seemed to be trying to compose himself for a minuit before he turned back to him.

"Aren't you going to serve me?" Sephiroth asked, rather rudely. He couldnt seem to soften his aura at all, and why should he have to? You can't be trained as a deadly killing machine since childhood and still have a polite and sensitive personality.

“Sorry!” The kid squeaked, blushing at the sound of his own voice. The general was laughing on the inside but kept his usual expressionless mask on his face. He didn’t reply, making the boy more nervous.

“You uh, don’t have a store card, right?” The boy kind of stated and asked at the same time. He couldn’t help but be flattered that the boy remembered this, even though he knew that anyone, especially a teenage boy, would remember serving the great General of the Shinra army. Still, it felt good to know that this angel in particular had taken note of that tidbit of information. He nodded his head in response to the question. The boy then began to scan his items and he took this time to stare at the kid some more, trailing his eyes from the mass of yellow hair, down his neck and then to his chest. He stopped lowering his eyes when he glimpsed at something shining on his chest, over his heart. A badge? Oh of course, his name tag. He had forgotten the whole reason for his visit to the store. He read the tiny gold writing with ease, thanks to mako enhanced eyesight, and smiled inwardly to himself.

Cloud Strife.

Cloud, what a perfect name for this angel, innocence seemed to radiate from that name just like it did from Cloud himself. He ran the name over and over again in his head while staring at the teen. Cloud seemed to notice him staring as he looked up and smiled awkwardly at him. He could imagine that the boy was rather uncomfortable, and a shiver ran down his spine at the thought of making this beauty squirm.

“That will be 46.79 please.” Cloud said after all the items were scanned. He didn’t say anything as he handed the boy the gil and he noticed how the blond creased his brow slightly. So, he was making the boy angry with his stoic manner? How amusing. Cloud handed him back his change, their fingers almost touching. He collected his bags and exited the store without a word. He paused once he was outside and looked in through the store window, watching with curiosity as the boy said something to himself then seemed to scold himself for it. He arched a slender eyebrow at that. This boy was very beautiful, but his strange personality really intrigued him. He was a little bundle of contradictions, happy and sad, mature and childish, worried and carefree. It was strange.

So that was it, the next day he went into the Shinra headquarters and researched the boys name, finding all the information he could on the boys life. Of course, a computor could only tell you so much about someone, distint things like thier age and job. It couldnt tell you if they were happy, what they liked in the world and what they disliked. He wanted to know Cloud, he wanted to see what made him smile and what made him cry. He wanted to see him at school, at home, with his friends and family. He wanted to be in that boys life, closer than he'd ever been with anyone before. He wanted to...own him.

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"These feelings." He whispered, sitting in his livingroom on a Thursday night, a bottle of gin and a small pile of pictures laid out on the glass table in front of him. "I've never believed such feelings resided within me. You've saved me Cloud, you've woken me up." He picked up one of the pictures. Smiling, almost darkly, at the big blue eyes that stared back at him. The file he looked up earlier that day contained, to his delight, many pictures of the boy. School events, baby pictures, running events and, his favourite, a recent passport picture. He had printed them all out.

"Tomorrow..." he smiled dreamily, putting down his glass and bringing his hand up to touch the picture already clasped tightly in his other one. He narrowed his eyes as he began tracing the lines of the boys face with a slender digit. His breathing became quicker as he imagined that the picture was real, that the skin he was tracing was soft and warm, the lips fleshy, he imagined that eye closing shyly as he ran his thumb over its eyelid. He closed his eyes and thought about how thier fingers had touched today. These feelings, they were so strong and real, it overwhelmed him. It was bliss, to be rid of that numb feeling, that sickness, and to be in such a state of euphoria. He brought the picture closer to his face, touching his forhead. The cool surface felt nice against his heated skin. He needed release, this excitment was building and without even knowing he began sliding a hand down his chest, past his stomach and to that most sensitive part of his anatomy. His whole body seemed to explode in pleasure when he did so.

"Tomorrow." He gasped. "I'll see you tomorrow, Cloud strife."

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Well, thats all for now folks. Not too much happened in this chapter, I know, but I really just wanna get more aquainted with the charactors and get Sephiroths obsession going. The next chapter will be up next week and please please please review as the reviews for the last chapter made me so happy and inspired me to write more.

Thank you all, chow for now.