Adult-FanFiction.org : Final Fantasy

No Stars in Midgar	By : Jdee Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
AN: handjob/Solo action in this chapter
Chapter One

Zack had his own fears doing the academic training. He had no actual schooling apart from home school stuff since Gongaga wasn't a big place. There were no schools that were close by and his parents couldn't afford the whole boarding school gig, so they home schooled him with stuff they thought he would need if he ventured out into the world. It made him worry when he sat inside the classroom. There were all ages in the classroom he felt he was the youngest there.
But for some reason he seemed to fly through it. Glad that his parents thought, geography, maths, and history were important. The majority of the academic tests involved all three. Zack felt it was because of what the military involved. Geography for where you would be places and had to know their given climates, maths worked to his advantage with calculating percentage outcomes. The history of the various locations spread across Gaia came up. Then there was the military based questions that he had studied on his own because he got bored on those rainy days where going outside was not a wise choice.
When Zack hit the physical training simulation test, he found they had split it up into sections, they covered, speed, accuracy, counter attacks, evasion and basic combat while engaging one on one targets and multiple. Then the weapon combat was the last of it.
Zack for speed had to run a track, which wasn't to bad. He was used to running, especially when one was bored in the country. After he pranked one of the neighbors by spray painting “moo” on their cow, running was essential especially when he didn't want to get caught.
Accuracy covered melee physical attacks and knowing what vital organs could knock a man down. Country boy meant country boy scraps and sparring with the other boys so he wasn't too shabby, room for improvement he wasn't a brawler like some of the other kids that were applying for positions in the infantry who knew where to hit and HARD.
Zack was better at the counter attacks and evasion techniques, using some of his own self taught techniques.
Zack wasn't used to the advanced versions of the guns, he was used to your basic rifle because of the hunting with his old man, but it seemed to still give him a slight edge, he was able to read wind currents and adjust his aim to get one of the top scores in the class.
Sword training was where he had the best fun though he just thrived on it and he just managed to fly through it.
A lot of the city kids didn't have the practice with sword training probably due to the legislation in the city of carrying a weapon round. Turned out that relaxed country attitude towards city legislation helped him in the weapons section.
It was a long exhausting week and Zack was on the last on his gil when he got his ShinRa infantry keycard. He was half relieved because he didn't have enough for board for another week.
Zack was even more happy to learn that food and accommodation were provided free of charge. Which meant the fifty gil he had left he could use to buy himself a celebration dinner from that Wutai restaurant. He had always wanted to get Wutianese take-aways.
He got a bunk in the infantry barracks which had about fourteen infantry per room with one 2^nd Class SOLDIER as their superior.
~*~*~*~
The television was on when Zack decided to make a quick check out of the common room for the infantry.
All he did was pop his head in the door.
He found the pace was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to crowded for his liking. Sure he liked people, but not that much that if he was to endure watching television he would have to listen to the boys idol chatter about the latest piece of prostitute ass down the road.
Zack slipped his head back out as he continued down the hallway the place was massive. ShinRa was like one big giant rabbit hole. This corridor lead to that area that had a follow though to somewhere else. It was confusing.
At least Zack had a two day rest up in the infantry barracks before he would start exercises with the rest of the crew. It gave him two days to adjust to the early wake up calls, but to someone who had helped out on the farms it wasn't too different. He got an hour sleep in which was awesome by his books.
Arriving finally in the barracks he was aware that they were split up into sections. So those in his barracks would be in his unit. He was given a list of names of the other three he would be working with from the room of fourteen.
Not much privacy, but at least he got the bottom bunk.
Dumping his stuff in the provided chest under the bed and locking it Zack just flopped into the mattress glad it didn't smell as weird and funky as the bed from the hotel.
“New here?” A voice queried from the bottom bunk next to his.
Zack turned to the voice and nodded. “That obvious?” He grinned.
He wasn't expecting anyone to even talk to him. He'd been given that country boy greeting that he didn't know crap and fluked his entire entrance tests.
The owner of the voice laughed. “New myself, just last week in fact.” He remarked.
Zack felt relief. “How bad are these guys?” He asked quietly.
“Watch yourself. Heard a couple of things I know it's going to sound like prison at first, but you will adjust. They're not to nice about new recruit initiations. Don't drop the soap, let alone shower alone if they're in the barracks, don't complain about their noise, and make sure they don't get your mobile either. They have Sephiroth's number and they've been known to send his phone explicit sms from the “borrowed” phone.”
Zack sat up looking at this guy as he set down what the guys of his barracks were capable of.
“So are they you know... that way inclined?”
The other shook his head. “No they like their women they just try to ruin the new recruits chance of promotion or send them fleeing tail between the legs.”
Zack flopped onto his back hands behind his head. “Did they try any of it on you?”
“I have certain information and back ups to prevent them from touching me.” He grinned.
“Oh really now?” Zack asked.
His conversationalist stood up walking up to his bunk and held out his hand. “Name's Kunsel. Anything you need. I can get it for ya.”
Zack shook his hand.
“I'm Zack.”
Kunsel sat back down. Before stating in a manner that kinda crept Zack out.
“I know.” Then there was a follow up of a smile that made Zack just a little nervous.
Zack dared to ask. “Uhhh... How do you know?”
That all knowing smile again. “I make it my place to know, lets just say that.”
“Ooooooh kay.” Zack looked to the side.
Kunsel just laughed obviously there was something amusing about Zack's expression. “I'm kidding. I just hear things.” Kunsel added a lot more light heartedly.
“Oh so you eavesdrop.” Zack felt relieved. Kunsel was going to be a handy to know.
~*~*~*~
Zack and Kunsel walked to the mess hall. They weren't in the same unit, but they got into at Junon in seperate transport barges at the same time. So they were in the same transport vehicle together heading back to Midgar. Seemed ShinRa timed things here and there to save costs. So that was a bonus.
They arrived back at the headquarters and decided to grab a bite to eat together. The food of the day was the norm. Zack thought most of the food was bland. But that didn't matter to him, free food was free food. He had an iron stomach anyway, at least Kunsel had said he did. Apparently he ate some of the stuff the other infantry and even 2^nd Class SOLDIER's knew not to touch with a barge pole.
Zack knew he and Kunsel were two different pees in a pod. Zack could eat at the speed of light, and not notice a thing, while Kunsel seemed to take his time noticing... everything.
It unnerved Zack a bit that this man had the eyes of a hawk, and that he could pick out a private conversation across the room and then just grin to himself like he'd been given a large piece of steak.
Zack lent back in the seat at the end of the meal, that's when he paid attention to the surroundings food helped him focus. He looked to Kunsel who was sipping his coffee, before finishing the simple sandwich.
“That's interesting. ” Kunsel commented.
Zack blinked. He still wasn't used to Kunsel's random comments of hearing things he missed in a room full of pots clanging and cutlery scrapping plates.
Eight months of chilling, hanging out together while off duty and to this day he hadn't, couldn't figure out how Kunsel did it.
“What's interesting?” Zack queried.
“Next SOLDIER intakes four months away and the ones with the highest results are going to get into a mentoring program.”
“Mentoring program?” Zack asked.
Kunsel nodded and he glanced behind himself to a table of 3^rd Class SOLDIER's talking on the other side of the room.
“Yeah seems they want to motivate the new Class to improve by giving them higher ups to teach them.” Kunsel stated.
“Cool... but can you stop that it's kinda freaking me out.” Zack frowned.
Kunsel just chuckled. “Sorry they were complaining loud enough for me to hear. They're angry that it wasn't offered to their intake group.”
Zack looked to the group of 3^rd Class and he tried to see if he could hear them, but he just couldn't. It was just the muffled sounds of a several groups all talking at once.
Kunsel stood up. “Time to go hit the showers buddy.”
Zack stretched as he stood up. “Right. You know you're going to have to teach me that trick sometime.”
Kunsel just grinned at him. “One day.”
~*~*~*~
Zack lay on the bunk bed he had a couple of days of liberty so he was catching up on his sleep. He could hear the guys down the far end of the barracks.
Their volume never changed. They only got quiet at lights out. The seven of them were a real pain and Zack had the unfortunate luck of having to be in the unit with three of them. Including their glorious ring leader. The guy's accent was so thick that Zack couldn't make out half his words.
The 2^nd Class SOLDIER Devere even had issues with the guy. Zack didn't like that his liberty days were the same as Kolenka's. When the guy spoke to Zack but it was just a clash of the accents. Kunsel understood him, or pretended to. Zack should have as well, but it made it hard for him to follow their 'leader' “ven he spok lik dis.”
Hands behind his head. Zack just stared at the bars above his bed. Rarely did he not like someone but the moment of his first assignment Hedeon Kolenka had given him hell. The guy was just an A grade asshole.
Zack tried to think of something else what he would do on his day of liberty. Hit the burger joint that sounded good. Get himself a triple greese cheese with extra mayo to clog up his arteries.
He was to busy thinking on his burger that he didn't hear the noise stop at the other end of the room.
It wasn't until the group were walking past his bunk to head out the door that Zack took notice. How could he not when Kolenka shot him a glare.
“Going out are we guys?” Zack asked.
“Sector five, going to the movies.” The youngest of the group replied.
The guy was probably just older than Zack by a year. A blonde kid who when nervous tended to stutter. No one could even say his first name it started with a Fl and ended in sz. So they just called him by his last name 'Blaize'. He was from the North Corel area. Despite being part of the group of assholes he was nice to Zack. He was more of their tag along, that and his family apparently had money seemed it bought him the wrong kind of friends who would spend it for him on numerous occasions.
“Enjoy.” Zack remarked.
“Yeah than-”
Kolenka grabbed the blonde by the collar and yanked him away from Zack's bunk.
“Blaize hez nit wort yer tyme.”
Zack raised a brow as the blonde sighed and gave Zack an apologetic look.
He was slapped over the back of the head by Kolenka's 'right hand'. A slender looking fellow with shoulder length red hair, an eyebrow, and snake bite piercings with several tattoos up his arm. They called him Ace. He wasn't here willingly according to Kunsel they made him join the military as part of some kind of get the troublesome gangsters off the street program ShinRa was trying out.
“Move it or lose it Blaize.” Ace commented strolling past.
“Yeah coming.” The blonde sighed. “Later Zack.”
“See ya.” Zack waved to the blonde.
Zack watched the seven of them exit.
He let his eyes drift closed and he was finally able to nap.
~*~*~*~
Zack was munching on his triple cheese, he would get another one tomorrow he decided while eating it. Walking back into the ShinRa building and heading to the lifts he hit the arrow button and waiting for the familiar bing.
He had his artery blocking food so he would be good, he had a quiet barracks to head back to so all in all it was going to be a good night.
Zack heard the footsteps move up behind him and then he saw the figure stand next to him. He blinked for a moment taking in that black jacket, the long flowing silver hair. He tried not to glance at the General.
So when the lift binged he stepped inside and turned round. Sephiroth looked at him and Zack swallowed the mouthful.
Sephiroth didn't say a thing. He hit the button for Zack's floor then another.
The doors closed and the lift began to ascend up.
Zack could feel it rapid pounding in his chest, he prayed the General couldn't hear it.
It was silent.
Yet Zack could only look up in awe. He wanted to be like this man. He glorified ShinRa more than he probably realized. Zack bit his bottom lip.
Sephiroth standing right next to him in the lifts and so close to touch.
Zack kept himself straight, he couldn't understand the strange sensation he got to want to run his hands through that hair. It wasn't natural, it wasn't normal for a guy, a girl yes, yet in all contrast. Sephiroth was a man buy definition alone. He had the muscles and everything. Muscles and a broad chest exposed and sexualized by the criss crossing straps.
Zack wanted to touch that skin, but not out of fascination, it was something else. Some deep hidden urge that he hadn't really thought about before coming to Midgar.
'Were all 1^st Class SOLDIER's infused with the damn I'm sexy gene?' Zack thought to himself.
The only thing that brought him out of his thoughts was the bing of the lifts. Zack saw it was his floor and he nodded his head at Sephiroth not saying a thing he stepped out onto his floor not daring to turn around and he walked down the hall towards the barracks.
Entering the barracks Zack looked up there was not a single person in the room and he plonked down on his bunk finishing his burger hurriedly and his fries.
It mean he could get in a decent shower without being too paranoid at least. He needed one after standing that close to Sephiroth. That man did weird things to a straight man's mind, without even doing ANYTHING!
~*~*~*~
Zack had his forehead against the tiles of one of the stalls the curtain pulled. There was only three curtained stalls for privacy but it was better than the massive large one out there. He was still only new to this group and he'd been given a lot of shit already so a private shower was a good shower.
The water cascaded down his body rolling over his skin. He let out a breath his hand moved to the shower gel and he let out a breath. He hadn't been able to focus on even getting clean. He just thumped his head against the wall lightly again, letting his forehead rest back against the tiles.
All he could see when he closed his eyes was Sephiroth, that long hair flowing down his back, those intense Mako green eyes. Zack hissed as he felt his body react and he shook his head. It was not what he came in here for. He wanted to just wash away the thought of the General instead the water touched his body rolling over Zack's neck, down his chest, down his arms. Like a multi armed lover it moved in sensual ways and caressed his skin.
Two little thoughts on Sephiroth and he was getting hard. He thumped his head against the wall.
The barracks showers was not the place to get a boner. Not the right place at all.
Luckily he had a private stall.
Zack let out a frustrated groan and he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep unless he got rid of this, and he didn't know how long he had before Kolenka and the others got back.
Chewing on his bottom lip he gave in to the thoughts of Sephiroth letting them wash over his body, reaching for the tap he turned the heat up letting it warm his already sensitive skin. His hand sliding between his thighs he let out a slow hiss touching the sensitive arousal. His hand moving over the length slow at first the water lubing up any friction that there might have been.
The first stroke made his breath catch and he tilted his head back to accept the spray of water as it caressed his chest, flowing over his sensitive nipples he moaned. The second stroke he tightened his grip only slightly. His hips seeking a rhythm rocking into his hand and then it began. His hand continued to stroke firm enough to slide over the length from base to tip, then back up again.
Zack squeezed his eyes closed, visualizing the General in all his glory, that mouth parting opening for him. That mouth moving over his neck the water coinciding with his thoughts. Lips kissing his skin, the General's hand touching his chest, while the mouth delivered it's sexual torment to his neck.
It drove a shiver through his body. Zack's hand began to move faster, as he could just see Sephiroth move to his knees in front of him, that mouth opening taking the tip of Zack's length in his mouth sucking on it, tongue twirling round the tip.
“Fuck...” Zack could only hiss at the mental image.
It burned him inside and out. His hips reacting thrusting more urgently into his hand the water touching his member like a warm hot mouth.
“So wrong...” He whispered.
He felt like dirt for these thoughts but they didn't stop there.
Sephiroth's hands moving over his thighs, sliding down the inside while that mouth began to deep throat his arousal.
Zack could do nothing but follow and thrust forward and back as he could see that mouth taking him hole almost swallowing.
Zack wanted to stop this but he couldn't it was like he could felt that mouth go for broke on him. Hands moving over his sensitive skin touching him mouth tasting him, Mako eyes staring right into the depth of his soul.
Tightening his grip Zack continued to relentlessly pump his arousal into his hand. He looked down and it was like he could see the water rolling over Sephiroth's shoulders that long hair sticking to his skin. Zack gasped for a moment, the mixture of the water and his hand, with the mental image on Sephiroth it was helping. He could feel his arousal twitch.
Strokes became fast and hard and Zack threw his head back gasping for breath and he was sure he could feel the breath roll over the side of his length.
His minds eye showing Sephiroth's tongue tasting up the side of his length, then tongue rolling underneath before the mouth taking him hole and sucking hard.
Warm and wet mouth tasting him, head bobbing in swift abandon over his arousal.
Zack knew he was panting his body tingling in pleasure. He was so close, it was almost there, but he wasn't sure he could keep this up.
Hips thrusting with a new need of release, back and forward into that warmth, that mouth, taking all of him in. Sucking, licking, hands roaming his thighs. Breath ticking his skin.
“S-Seph-i-roth.” It was a mouthful to say when one was so close to a climax.
Zack's mouth opened and all that came out was his ragged pants. The water pelted his skin, it felt so good, torturing him like the General in his mind's eye.
But Zack knew he couldn't stand up for much longer, turning round he lent against the tile wall the water flowing down his chest, rolling over his arms down over his hand stroking his length, lubing the friction between his hand and his arousal.
“Seph...” he breathed the abbreviation of his desires' name and found he liked how it sounded. “Seph.” He repeated.
Hips continuing to thrust ass slapping back against the tiles then forward into the warmth wetness of bliss.
“Nnngh...” He moaned louder than he intended.
He gasped head rolling back as he could feel the tightness build up and then seeing his idol lick along his length, tongue torturing the tip by diving in to taste the precum gathered.
Zack mind went dirtier picturing his release against Sephiroth's cheek, the General using a solo finger to wipe off and then taste. The the mouth moving over Zack's member licking, cleaning him off his mental sin.
The General's tongue darting out to lick his lips in a sensual motion. Hand's moving in sync up the inside of his thighs, mouth moving along the side of the length planting sweet kisses along the member, tongue tasting, the left over evidence of the mind's eye climax.
Mako green peering up at Zack mouth opening then starting all over again swallowing him whole bringing forth a new arousal to torment. Teeth raking along the length lightly nipping at the tip before lips moved and kissed it. Mouth opening the wet tongue dancing round the tip in illicit circles before devouring the length again. The arousal vanishing between pale lips then reappearing and vanishing just as quickly as it was appearing.
Zack cold only shiver in sweet torment, his mind was a dirty place right now. It was that dirty place that saw teasing behind Mako eyes as Sephiroth pulled back mouth opened as if he was wanting Zack to aim.
It was at that moment that Zack's true blessed release hit.
“FUCK!” He hissed louder than he really wanted and prayed no one if they'd come back in time heard him from the barracks.
Zack dropped to his ass on the bottom of the shower, the water spray washing away any evidence of his devious shower activities his very very evil and perverted thoughts about the planet's hero.
~*~*~*~
Zack lay on his bed dead tired. He could not move a muscle he hurt, but that's what he got for even thinking about Sephiroth in that manner.
“Seph...” He tried the new nickname for the General out again. He liked the sound of it.
Holding his hand up above himself he looked at it wondering if he would ever get close enough to the General to try it out and not have Sephiroth kill him where he stood.
Grabbing the bar above himself he grabbed the bar with his other hand and then began to do half body lifts trying to bring strength back into his arms.
He was still doing them when Kunsel walked in the room. His friend raising a curious eyebrow.
“What are you doing?”
“Don't know but I can't move but I can't sleep either.” Zack replied.
Kunsel sat down on his bunk and chuckled.
“You know what's a good work out?” Kunsel asked.
“What?” Zack asked.
“Squats.” Kunsel replied. “They have squat competitions winner gets some extra gil and one of the losers accessories. You should give it a shot.”
Zack nodded his head before letting go of the bars. “I'm pretty good at squats.”
“Really?” Kunsel asked.
“Yep. Used to do them all the time back home, it works out all the muscles.” He replied.
Kunsel tilted his head to the side curiously. “I haven't seen you do one here in eight months.”
“Cause I got no where to do them in private. I don't want people thinking I'm weird.” Zack replied with a laugh.
Kunsel chuckled. “Zack everybody already thinks your weird you're from the country that puts you on the default of being weird anyway.”
Zack blinked. “Really?”
“Yep. You're not normal. So don't try to be. I bet from what I've seen of your files, is that you will reach 3^rd Class before Kolenka and he's been here longer.” Kunsel nodded.
Zack jumped off the bed.
“In that case then! Feel the burn!”
Zack heard Kunsel laugh as he went into his squat routine.
It did burn especially after his shower activities. But he needed to train himself back into the squat routines before he'd enter the competition extra accessories always helped and the more he collected the more he could use after he leveled up.
He wasn't paying any attention to Kunsel who watched him shaking his head. Zack didn't even care when Kolenka and his crew walking in straight past him. Zack ignored them, it was probably better that way, all he had to do was focus on getting stronger, strong enough to reach 3^rd and get into SOLDIER then he would right his parents and let them know he'd done it. Until then that note he left them should suffice. They knew he was stubborn when he had his mind set on a particular goal.
To Be Continued...
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

No Stars in Midgar