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Sentient Love	By : Hnoss Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Zack Views: 941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sentient Love
Flora_Winters
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII and I'm making no money here either. All of this is purely for entertainment purposes only.
Summary: Dreams lead Cloud back to The Forgotten City where he comes into contact with a spirit made flesh. A blast from the past wants this young avatar for their own devious designs and it is up to the ex-SOLDIER to protect him at all costs. Language, MM, OC, Violence
Chapter Two
The weather was beautiful and the temperature in Costa Del Sol was 98 degrees and Yuffie had the air-conditioning in Casa del Cloud on full blast. It was hotter than Ifrit's nut sack and she glanced over at a calm and reserved Vincent Valentine. The guy could be crawling through a lava tube in the heart of an active volcano and still look as cool as a cucumber in a bath of ice cubes. He was reclining in a comfy looking chair with his bare, snowy feet propped up on the wooden table, looking as if he was right at home. She walked over and flicked his large toe with her index finger. He opened one eye, glancing up at her.
"Do you ever sweat?" She asked, cocking her head to the side, really wanting to know if he even possessed the glands to perspire. The guy's skin looked so perfect and flawless, she couldn't even make out a single pore on him.
He simply shrugged his broad shoulders and went back to what she assumed was his deep, dark brooding over things all…dark and broody. That was all the guy ever did. He'd speak two words or none at all, shrug, and then shoot something in the face if it got to be too annoying for him to tolerate. That was what sent a certain blond pilot scampering for his life.
"Pining for Cid much?" She muttered under her breath, turning her slender back to him.
She felt swift movement take place behind her, yet she knew Vincent had not moved a single muscle. "Explain." Vincent said in his most charming tone, which would have sent a lesser being diving through the nearest window.
"Nothing," she quickly responded, spinning around with her hands up in defense, confirming that the guy had not moved at all. He was still reclining the way she had left him. "I was merely saying Cid and the others will be here soon. Tifa was going on and on about how the beach and the sun will do Cloud a world of good. It is always so hot and sunny here. Nighttime takes forever to arrive and everything is always lit up."
Shadows passed across Vincent's amber-red eyes and he diverted his piercing gaze. "He never did like unlit places."
"Exactly!" Yuffie said, jumping up into the air, throwing her toned arms wide with giggling excitement. "We can all go snorkeling every day, sunbathe, build sandcastles, collect seashells, shop till we drop, and bar hop all night long. I'll keep him so busy, he won't have time to be paranoid about every little shadow and sound."
Vincent awarded her with an extremely rare smirk that quickly vanished like a drop of rain on baking hot cement. When he closed his eyes again, she quickly went over to where she had slung down her duffle bag and zipped it open. She pulled out snorkelers, one and two piece bathing suits, glossy magazines to pass the time while sunbathing, and random sized ninja stars that happened to have found their way in as well.
She carefully looked over her shoulder to make sure Vincent wasn't watching her and she reached into the very bottom of her bag and gently pulled out a small picture frame. It was a picture she had taken of a dark-headed, blue-eyed guy who had saved her from a rampaging, demon possessed chocobo back in the day. Tall, handsome, and awkward as hell. She had taken it the moment the poor, kind-hearted sap had realized she'd tricked him into giving up his hard earned treasure. He was laughing with his right hand behind his head. That had been the last time she'd ever seen him.
"I had so much fun with you, Zack. You answered every single text and beat every single monster." She whispered, giggling as she slid the frame back into its hiding place. "You always let me win."
She had found the photo while cleaning out her room of things she no longer needed. When Cloud arrived, she was going to ask him if he knew the guy. She could have sworn she heard him mutter his name once, back when they'd been staying at an inn, but had never really given it another thought until now.
Rising to her feet, she picked up her bathing suits and went to the bathroom to try them on. She wanted to know which one she looked her very best in. And she was going to make absolutely sure she didn't stand next to Tifa while photos were being taken.
Glancing at herself in the mirror, she frowned. Standing next to Tits would make her look ten years old.
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The wind whipped around Cloud as he walked across the deck of the speeding Highwind. Cid had rebuilt the flying vessel. He had made it even bigger and shinier than ever. It was the older man's pride and joy. Freedom to fly anywhere on the planet.
Down below, the vast ocean mirrored the blue of the endless sky. The very blue of those eyes that had captivated him and held him a willing prisoner in a cage of warmth and sunny smiles. He put his gloved hands onto the railing and gazed down into the azure depths.
I can't sleep. Hey, Spiky! Tell me a story.
Spiky? You've got room to talk.
That accent…Where are you from?
Nibelheim. Why are you laughing? Where are you from?
Me? Gongaga. What's so funny? You know Gongaga?
No. But it is such a backwater name!
Ditto Nibelheim!
Once upon a time…
I've heard that one already.
Oh, shut up!
COME TO ME
His mako blue-green eyes snapped open and he turned his gaze north. He could see storm clouds gathering in the distance and could smell the lightning.
"What is it, Cloud?" Tifa asked, stepping up beside him, looking in the same direction he was gazing.
"A storm in the north," he said, pulling back away from the railing.
He hated storms. He hated the rain most of all. Every time it rained…he would go to a very dark place.
"How is Cid's jaw?" Cloud asked a little sheepishly, not making eye contact with her just yet. He still felt really embarrassed at how he had totally lost it in front of the guy. It had made him feel like he was a little kid again.
"Cid is tough," Tifa chuckled. "His head is just as hard as yours."
Cloud gave a tiny smile and Tifa stepped up, wrapping her arms around him. "You're okay, Cloud. Nothing is going to hurt you. They wouldn't be able to. You're too strong."
That made him laugh out loud. Him? Strong?
Physically, yes. He could cut a man in two with one swing of his Ultima Weapon and toss small cars at people's heads. He was also fast enough to dodge bullets. He even caught one once and sent it flying back at the guy's shoulder.
Magically, yes. He could summon powerful entities to level whole cities if he chose to do so. Not to mention all the elemental magic he had mastered. He could rule the world. It was a good thing Tifa had taken all the Materia away from him and locked it up someplace safe and secure. When he'd first gone crazy, he damn near leveled an entire sector in Midgar when a cat had jumped out at him. All the neighbors had moved, making him feel bad.
Mentally…he did like word searches. They kept him distracted for hours. He loved having the really big thick books to go through with different color markers. With one of those in his lap, it was all he could focus on. Nothing scary could sneak past and frighten him.
Emotionally, he was a fucking train wreck one right after another that everyone tuned in to watch at all hours. He was fine one minute and the next he was running away from all the bugs that came pouring out of a light fixture that no one else could see, or the bloodless corpses that would topple out of a closet.
He was never going to be fine, but the medication he was now taking was helping him in some ways. The doctor Tifa had made him see told him that plenty of sunlight and fresh air would do him a world of good.
"I guess buying beach front property during an apocalypse was a smart move on my part, huh?" He asked, hugging her back.
She laughed, giving him a tight squeeze, which nearly caused him to lose his breath. "I've read that it is a prime time to purchase real estate during an apocalypse. People sell for real cheap or just give it away, and then when everyone wakes up with the world still under their feet, those with the property make a killing in the job market. So, smart move, Mr. Strife."
She was right. He'd checked before leaving. He'd spent 300,000 gil on the place, now it was worth 3.4 million gil.
When she let him go, Cloud asked her how Cid was really doing. He'd not been in touch with anyone for months and last he heard Cid and Vincent had had a sort of falling out. More than likely it had been something totally stupid on Cid's part. He couldn't see Vincent doing anything stupid. The world would end first.
"He's the same as far as I can tell," she said, taking a step back from him, leaning back against the railing. "Still laughing and being perverted as usual."
Cloud nodded. "So he's miserable then?"
Tifa's shoulders dropped. "Definitely."
"What did he do?" Cloud asked.
Tifa shook her head. "I don't know. Nobody has said anything. And by nobody, I mean Yuffie."
Cloud knew that Yuffie couldn't keep a secret to save her life. Sure she was sneaky and crazier than a moogle high on mako dust, but to keep something like this a secret? The girl sure was loyal to Vincent. Either loyalty kept her mouth shut or the crimson figure had a bullet with her name on it if she did spill the beans.
"How much you wanna bet Cid was chatting up the ladies?" Tifa asked.
Cloud rolled his eyes. "I bet he cheated at cards again."
COME
Cloud grabbed his head and stumbled back two steps before falling to his knees. His eyes stung behind his tightly sealed eyelids. His head had felt like it was going to explode that time.
Tifa was at his side. "What's wrong? What is it? What do you see?"
"Nothing," he gasped, taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself. "My head just hurt really bad. Probably just a side effect or something."
It was true. He didn't see anything. He hadn't seen anything for days now.
The meds were doing their job. Just…that voice…
"Come on," she said, helping him to his feet. "Let's go back down and I'll fix you something to drink."
He allowed her to do that, but he gazed north. The sky was growing darker and darker.
He could see the lightning.
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Yuffie twirled about in her leafy green two-piece bathing suit and bounced out the open front door. She looked left and right. Everywhere she looked there was a beach bum standing about with their rippling muscles glistening in the sunlight. Their arms looked big enough to gnaw on for days.
"Today is the day," she said, giving the air a fist pump. "FUN TIME!" She spun around on the newly built veranda and called. "Come on, Vincent! They'll be landing soon."
Vincent stepped out onto the veranda and Yuffie did a complete double take. The guy was wearing form fitting crimson swimming trunks. It was the first time she had ever seen him not totally covered from head to foot. He looked like an alabaster statue come to life. Perfectly carved and proportioned with gorgeous detail. He had his hair tied back out of his pale face in a ponytail of shimmering darkness.
Vincent Valentine was a beautiful hunk. Why would he want to hide a body like that underneath all them clothes? His six pack was absolutely lickable and those pecks…
You're an idiot, Cid.
She picked her jaw up off the ground. "Won't you burn?" She asked with concern. "I have sunscreen if you want to use it."
"No," he spoke, stepping out into the sun. His skin was as white as the sand on the beach. "Thank you." Those amber-red eyes took in the bright scenery with a sense of perpetual boredom. He walked by her and he smelled of something shadowy and tantalizingly spicy.
"Come on," she said, grabbing him by his golden claw, tugging him towards the stairs that led down to the bustling street. "I wanna be there when they land."
Vincent followed along willingly, which surprised her. Usually he put up more of a feigned struggle, by not allowing himself to be moved at all. The guy could float in the air like a feather or become heavier than a two ton rock.
The two of them walked through Costa Del Sol towards the dock where the Highwind would be landing. There were all kinds of colorful characters about.
No wonder Cid loves this place so much, Yuffie thought to herself, taking in the sites. This place is liberal to the extreme.
"I gotta gig, mayn!" A guy was yelling at two muscle heads who were moving his equipment into a bar where rainbow flags were hanging all over the place. "Wut duh fuck iz dat thang?"
Yuffie ducked behind Vincent when something inside the bar exploded, shaking the whole establishment. Smoke poured out the open windows.
The swinging doors flew open and a woman came storming out madder than hellfire with a trail of smoke following her. "YOU GAWDDAMN IDIOTS!" She coughed and wheezed. "MELT MY FUCKING TITS OFF WHY DON'T YOU! THEY NEW!"
Oh, that's a man.
Vincent snorted and Yuffie gawked. She'd never heard him do that before.
Lots of yelling was coming from inside.
"I GOTTA GIG TONIGHT, MAYN! DONE GONE BLOWN MAH SHIT UP! HOMEGURL ALMOST DEAD!"
The drag queen stormed back inside. "I am not dead you fucking moron! Don't you know how to do anything right? How long have we been together? Move your dumb ass and let a lady show you how it's done. Someone get a broom and clean that shit up! Just look at these scorch marks! I told you I wanted the wall to look flaming, not scorched and flattened like your last tramp's ass!"
I wonder if Cid and Vincent will be like that one day, Yuffie thought, continuing to lead the way to the dock. Although, I can't see either of them wearing women's clothing.
"When they arrive, Yuffie," Vincent said, still allowing her to hold his claw. "Tell no one what I told you."
Yuffie sealed her lips and threw away the key. There was no way she'd betray Vincent's trust. She'd worked far too hard to earn it.
Why did you have to do it though, Cid? You know how Vincent is. You knew he would never approve of such a thing and yet you went ahead and did it anyway.
"You're going to make him work, aren't you?" She asked him, already knowing what the answer was going to be.
"Not at all," Vincent answered, keeping his eyes straight ahead. "I am going to show him just how indifferent I can be."
Yuffie felt a cold front moving in. "Just remember," she said, already knowing this whole thing was going to go south in a hand basket full of grenades. "Don't get violent. We're here to fix Cloudy; not level the place. Just think what that would do to the economy."
Vincent looked down at her. "I don't get violent."
"Sure," she said, shaking her head. "You're a smiling picture of tranquility."
"And serenity," he added.
To be continued…
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