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Title: Revival of the Departed

Author: J’dee

Series: Final Fantasy VII

Rating: Mature – NC-17

Pairs: Cloud X Tifa

Story: Alive and well, Zack has returned… but he’s not alone. Hojo’s experiments on Zack have caused Sephiroth to return alive and well… inside him. Will Cloud be able to kill Sephiroth again when he’s housed inside the body of his best friend and mentor?

(Het/Yaoi/Non-Con)

Author’s Note: I want to apologize for delays. I’ve actually hit a serious writing block for this fic recently (despite having it all mapped out) and I’ve been busy working to make ends meet (and I got caught up in a co-write with a couple of friends… my bad)

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

Chapter Twenty-Five

Quinn stood in the church in the slums. He hadn’t moved beyond the door instead he merely looked at the water in the distance. The miracle water the same water that had driven Jenova from Walker for six months after M’adoc had tossed the red head in there.

Quinn’s hand moved to his scarred left eye. His Jenova purple eye, Mother’s eye.

Walker had brought his Jenova infected self into the Turks. They had saved him and the angry former SOLDIER had stayed. But she had returned, her ability to fade in and out and jump to and fro from hosts was becoming a bothersome effect.

‘You can not hold me against my will… son.’

“I can and I will…” Quinn remarked as he walked up the isle. “What would happen to you I wonder if I decided I wanted to take a quick swim?”

‘DON’T YOU DARE!!!!’ She screeched at him.

“For big brother I want to rid the world of you for him.”

Each step took him closer to the water’s edge. But it also drove Jenova in to horrendous screeching fits.

“Mother do not act like a child, this is for your own good.”

‘You spoiled child! I give you this gift and you reject me! You try to kill your own mother.’

Quinn thought for a moment as long as he could remember he had never known love from a mother’s touch before, but he knew this mother’s touch was like poison. He had been brought up in a syndicate and taught how to kill from such a young age, he had no remorse for any of the lives he’d taken. Even within the six years he’d spent in ShinRa not one death had affected him emotionally. No one affected him emotionally. Not until he’d heard Sylvie’s true life story, she took care of him and in turn he would protect her beyond the code of the Turks. He’d kill those that hurt her. Because one day she would become someone’s mother and good mother’s needed to be protected and bad mother’s… needed to be punished.

“You maybe the only mother I know but mother’s do not cause pain to their children and that’s all you do… You hurt those you touch. It has to end.”

‘I’ll just jump again. Clover is looking really good.’

Quinn smirked. “You won’t be hurting any of my big brother’s again…” His hand moved to her eye. “This connects us, it is the only thing left of your physical form… If anything were to happen to it I assume you would feel that pain.”

He heard her quick gasp. ‘You spoiled child!’

“I was right… this was my theory… I destroy this eye I destroy you…”

‘You couldn’t… you wouldn’t…’

Quinn walked up the isle to the water and his hand moved over a damaged pew before breaking some of the rotting wood off the top of the seat.

“I would…”

~*~*~*~

Cloud rolled over in the bed and he looked at Tifa lying next to him, his hand moved to her face slowly, softly he reached touching her skin, he slipped over her looking down at her sleeping face.

Blinking he took in the dark hair, the womanly curves laid out before him and just for him. She loved him with all her heart and he wasn’t sure what he felt anymore. He let his head drop defeated.

She was who he had loved for so long, his life, his best friend the other half of him… until, until SOLDIER. Now Zack was all he worried about, he had neglected her and she had just smiled and stepped back. To ease his panic about his sleeping mentor, she had taken him up the stairs and sat with him on their bed.

They had talked for hours about Zack, Sephiroth, Aerith, ShinRA, WRO, The Turks, SOLDIER, the AVALANCHE members they lost and everything that was causing the doubts in his mind about letting Zack fight Sephiroth alone.

She had held him after shouting at him, then she had kissed him, he had kissed her back, understanding her real concern, his feelings for Zack. They were becoming to open, to public, that he almost forgot she needed him as much as Zack did.

His hands had moved over the soft flesh peeling each layer of clothing from her body uncovering what he hadn’t seen in a few days, but looking at her it truthfully felt like years.

He had touched her body setting off a fire inside her. He had stirred her inner arousal. She had responded to the touch, to the kisses and she had taken control, rolling him on to his back pulling his clothes from him with expert ease.

Tifa had rolled her hands over his naked chest. She had tasted his body like it was going to melt away from her touch any time soon.

She had ridden his body gripping on to his thighs tightly, flipping her hair from her face and he lay there watching as her hips thrust against his desperately.

His hand had moved in response up her body to her breasts where he had kneaded the soft flesh between his fingers. She had moaned and lent down her mouth capturing his. His hand slipped to the back of her neck holding her down taking her mouth hungrily. His mind had been running on jealousy, jealous of Cissnei, jealous of Tseng, jealous of M’adoc and even Reno for spending more time with Zack than he could.

He wanted to hurt them for hurting him by taking Zack away, but he knew in the end all he would hurt would be Zack.

Tifa had whispered a promise against Cloud’s lips that they would save Zack, Zack would live, they would get through this together.

She had meant it with all her heart and for once he wished that they could.

Her body had captured his arousal tight between the walls of her thighs as she rode him to his peak hard and fast.

Women felt so much different than men, they were beautiful and soft, they were so delicate and they were more precious than the most sought after rare materia. He had been so confused at that moment looking up at her as she sat over him before she slipped from his body to lie on her side next to him, facing him.

Her promises continued until sleep claimed them both and he relented in to the world of his dreams.

Dreams of confusion, dreams where he wandered lost between those he cared about, about how he was doing the stupid thing in letting everyone in and get close.

Dreams that tore at his soul, words that froze him like a monster’s glare. Things he guessed they probably thought about him but never dared to say to his face.

He ran away in his dreams to a place where he could be alone, but he was always dragged back by Rufus, Zack or Tifa each other them telling him the same thing.

“Don’t run.”

Cloud had woken when he saw the flames and Sephiroth’s figure, glaring at him with a new hatred. The intent to kill him and make those he loved suffer more.

Cloud looked down at Tifa and she sighed in her sleep, he heard the footsteps coming up the stairs and he sat up looking to the door and he watched the shadow pass on the way to Denzel and Marlene’s room, but the boots stopped before reaching their door.

“Cloud…” He heard Zack’s voice outside the door. “Sleep well old friend.” He heard the footsteps move on and heard the other door open.

Cloud looked at the door blinking. He felt sudden guilt rack through his body.

A soft hand touched his face and he looked down at Tifa looking up at him and she smiled at him so warmly like she understood all the pain he was suffering at that moment.

“You’re hurting.”

“I’m confused.” Cloud confessed.

She sat up leaning back on her elbows and she nodded. “I can tell.”

She knew him better than he knew himself at times. Years of friendship growing up together did that. He looked down at her and he lent over her his mouth moving to her capturing the mouth.

‘She knows me… she understands… just for now Zack… till we can work this out.’ Cloud thought to himself a mental promise to Zack.

Tifa’s hand moved behind his head pulling him down accepting him in to her open arms.

~*~*~*~

Zack lent against the door his hand moving to his face. “Why won’t you let me sleep?” He asked.

‘You are wrong you can sleep… just don’t expect to wake up in control. Cloud will pay for his betrayal.’

Zack slid down the door and he looked to the window the midnight sky greeting his view, he sat there, his arms resting on his propped up knees.

So much life was left in this world, yet each day he felt more and more out of touch with it all. Sephiroth, Cloud, ShinRA, Turks, WRO it was all he had been in contact with.

He let his head roll back as he looked up at the ceiling.

“Angeal… tell me what do I do?”

‘He won’t answer you.’

Zack closed his eyes, his hand moving through his hair. He was so tired yet Sephiroth had woken up in a rush like he had sensed Jenova was in trouble. Zack knew the minute he went to sleep Sephiroth would be in control of his body to hunt Quinn down and hurt him, he had to stay awake till Quinn completed what it was he needed to complete.

“Maybe he will maybe he won’t…” Zack whispered.

‘You should sleep.’ Sephiroth remarked.

Zack shook his head. He’d already had three coffee’s downstairs maybe in the morning he should get Tifa to hook the espresso machine in to an IV and just pump his veins full of the addiction.

Zack could make out the moan through the wall and he heard the squeak of the bed and he looked to the wall.

‘How dare he… again.’

“Leave them Seph. How do you think Cloud felt when I was taken away by Cissnei, then M’adoc. Fair’s fair… leave him.”

‘He’s hurting you.’

“I hurt him by letting them take me.” Zack looked to the wooden floorboards sadly.

‘He will pay.’

“Don’t hurt him Seph… please. He’s my friend.”

Zack felt the gloved hand move over his bare arm and he blinked looking up seeing the ghost like shape of a form looking down at him.

“What?” Zack breathed as the ghost like figure lent down he saw the mouth move slowly.

‘You’re mine to hurt… and mine alone.’

Zack felt the hand move to his face and he lent back stunned as the ghost like hand touched the side of his face.

“Seph…”

‘No-one but me is allowed to cause you pain.’

Zack closed his eyes at the touch and he felt the hand move down his neck then down his chest, over Jenova’s hand print, to the top of the base of his pants.

Zack sucked in a breath.

‘I should take that child up on his offer, so I can take you to prove it.’

Zack’s eyes flew open and he jumped back suddenly. “Stop that!”

Zack heard the dark chuckle. ‘Tseng has given you strength to fight me, but he has given you a new weakness. He’s awoken your sexual desire…’

Zack flushed looking out the window. He knew Sephiroth was right, why else would he torture himself by staying in the room listening to Cloud and Tifa next door?

‘You want it… you want him…’

Zack shook his head pulling the door open, he headed down the hall in to the bathroom shutting the door and turning the shower on.

~*~*~*~

The screeching was so loud he was sure his ear drums would burst, hands over his ears he couldn’t help but drop the piece of wood and he staggered for a bit panting.

He’d never heard mother so loud before she was insistent to not be destroyed, to never die.

Quinn looked to the door of the church she was trying to urge him to leave the church she hated this place, she hated it, it drove her in to these fits, but that meant he was right. There was something here, the water that drove her in these fits.

Staggering Quinn stepped back, his eyes blurring his purple eye flaring up as if it was trapped in the fires of Ifrit itself.

Falling to his knees his hands moved from his ears to his eyes.

“Mother…”

‘OBEY ME! BE A GOOD SON!’

“No…” Quinn glanced up his ice blue eye looking at the door and he watched the figure in pink look at him, the white light surrounding her.

She smiled at him and motioned behind him.

Quinn looked over his shoulder and he saw the water rising up from its place reaching towards the ceiling.

‘Ancient! Leave us!’

Quinn turned round and he saw the girl in pink was gone. “Aerith…” He stood up slowly as he heard Jenova’s screams and cries being drowned up by the water falling from above and he felt it hit his body washing over him like a fresh tropical rain.

He held his hand up and turned round.

Quinn saw the ghost like figure of Jenova standing in the rain shooting him a darkened look.

“Mother…” He breathed.

He was caught off guard as Jenova charged at him.

Fingers circled his neck and his hands grabbed on to ice cold wrists as he flipped her over and ran backwards drawing his wire out and spinning round as Jenova landed on him forcing him to the ground.

‘You will not keep me from my children…’

“I can… and I… will…” Quinn breathed flipping his wire round her neck and pulling it till it was taunt.

Jenova didn’t release her grip. ‘How can you kill someone with no body?’ She smirked.

Quinn choked before he flipped her off. Leaping up to his feet he looked round and grabbed the splinter of wood and held it to his eye.

“This is how.”

‘DON’T YOU DARE!’ Jenova screeched and charged at Quinn and he was knocked back sliding across the floor before he fell into the water spluttering.

‘NOOO!’ Her scream rang in his ears before the water drowned her out completely.

Quinn coughed as he resurfaced and looked round, he looked to where Jenova had been standing and blinked seeing her doubling over screeching before she seemed to vanish in a wave of static.

Water was dropping from everywhere. Quinn let out a breath he was expecting to hear her shout at him punish him for being a bad son. But there was nothing no voice, just the constant dripping of water in the distance as it echoed in the remains of the church.

“Mother?” He looked on shocked, his hand moving to his infected eye, the pain was gone, along with the presence of Jenova.

Pulling himself from the water he looked at it. “Where did you go mother, and into who this time?” He asked the silent church.

It was then he saw the figure in pink back by the doorway of the church, her smile at him seemed to make him blink for a moment.

“Aerith…” He whispered.

Quinn moved up the isle of the church up to where she stood and he looked down at her.

‘Quinn…’ Her hand moved to touch the left side of his face, her thumb moved to the base of the scar tissue as she looked up at him. ‘You have to save Sephiroth… you know what to do.’

“But mother…”

‘She’s gone for now.’ She smiled up at him. ‘Focus on Sephiroth before she finds a new host.’

“Clover…?” Quinn asked.

‘Clover is not conscious yet… Walker…’ Aerith looked at him. ‘You have killed her physical link to this world, she should be easily cleansed from the infected now.’

Quinn took off out of the church rubbing his eye, she was gone he couldn’t even sense her anymore, he couldn’t hear her voice. He had always used that as an advantage to know what she was up to. He had to move fast before she made her next move.

“It was my fault all because I had her eye… she wouldn’t die.” He growled in annoyance, if someone had told him this sooner he would have gone up against mother sooner, or he would have impaled the infected eye and ripped it from his very skull to save them.

~*~*~*~

Each breath seemed to caress over skin as hands moved through the sheets slowly holding on to the moment. Skin pressing against skin as mouths danced together. Tongues entwined, wrapping around each other pulling the other closer and closer with each steady roll of hips.

Her body welcomed his anguish, his pain, his worries, everything he was afraid of loosing and it pulled him into a sense of security. He had already lost one woman he loved, he would not loose another, he would never let them take his childhood best friend away from him. Sephiroth could come and go but he couldn’t have Tifa, and like Hades he couldn’t, he would never have Zack ever.

‘Zack…’

The thought seemed to linger on his friend as his head dropped to her shoulder and her hands moved through his hair as if she understood his pain and his fears for the moment.

Each time he was with her like this he lost himself and let everything he felt to the surface to the point where she could read it on his face well like a fine written novel.

Tifa lifted Cloud’s face up to look her in the eyes the bright blue eyes seemed to look at her and she rolled her hand over the side of his face and she smiled at his lost look.

Cloud was Cloud after all and she loved him with all her heart. She knew his heart was straying and wandering towards Zack. Yet he came back to her lost and confused.

It hurt but she welcomed it with understanding, with compassion. What could she say or do that would encourage him, give him strength and let her know that she understood. She wouldn’t leave him even if he ran away. She would remain like that old faithful lady who waited for the stray cat to come back offer him a bed, food and shelter.

“Cloud it’s alright. You should go to him…”

Cloud stopped frozen by her words. “Tifa.”

She smiled at him. “Who am I to stop you from what you want?”

Cloud slipped from the bed looking down at her she looked hurt, but she also had a look of understanding and his head lowered.

“I’m sorry Tifa…” He grabbed a towel wrapping it round his waist before heading down the hallway.

Cloud stopped outside the room ready to knock but he saw Zack’s light out and he pulled his hand back. He glanced to the bathroom, he walked in to the bathroom to shower up, maybe he could wash some of that guilt from his heart at the same time.

~*~*~*~

Zack looked up at the door hearing the footsteps depart and he sighed. The shower hadn’t helped him one bit, just cleaned his body, not his mind.

‘Mother… is coming…’

Zack’s eyes widened hearing Sephiroth’s voice. “What when?”

‘Soon… we should give her a welcoming present.’

“Dare I ask what?” Zack frowned.

He felt the sudden impact slam him in the chest and he looked to the side seeing the long silver hair falling over his shoulder. His eyes widened as he felt the pain that seemed to rip through his limbs the familiar feeling of Sephiroth taking over his body.

‘Cloud’s head…’

Zack felt his body drop to the ground in pain and he whined, it was more painful now than ever he didn’t understand two days, he was told he had two days.

“Stop… not now.” He groaned trying to pull away from the door.

Glancing to his hand he saw the familiar gloves, then the sleeve of the familiar jacket, Zack looked down seeing the trousers and he could feel his heart race in panic, normally the transformations were quick and over before he knew it. But this was slow and painful.

‘I’m going to enjoy this…’

Zack’s body fully hit the ground. The last thing in his sight was the long silver hair lying directly in his view.

~*~*~*~

Cloud stepped out of the shower as he heard something hit the ground from the room where Zack was. He wrapped the towel round his waist turning the shower off.

Stepping out of the bathroom he stopped dead seeing the long black leather jacket, the mako green eyes staring at him, the long silver hair flowing to his knees.

‘Good to see you… Cloud.’ Sephiroth seemed to smirk. ‘It’s time to make you pay.’

Cloud looked down the hall to his room, where Tifa was, Sephiroth had once asked him what it was he treasured the most, so he could take it away. Truth was at this very moment Tifa and Zack were the two who he did treasure the most.

“What do you want?” Cloud glared at Sephiroth.

Sephiroth seemed to smirk at him. ‘Zack was hurt by your betrayal… No one is allowed to hurt him… no one but me.’

Cloud froze. ‘Zack was hurt by me and Tifa?’ He thought.

Cloud looked up in to the mako green eyes. He had no weapon, no clothes, armed in nothing but a towel the enemy who had plagued his dreams and memories stood before him, probably set to kill him.

“So you want revenge?” Cloud asked glancing to the kids room, Zack had been staying in there. That meant the nearest weapon Zack’s buster sword was there… at least he hoped it was.

Cloud saw the smirk on Sephiroth’s face. The thing was how could he move past this man with no weapon and how could he fight this man knowing it was Zack’s body Sephiroth was using as a host.

His eyes closed for a moment his thoughts analyzing the situation.

“Revenge… retribution… reprisal… justice… call it what you will, but it runs deeper than what you could possibly imagine.”

Cloud’s eyes shot open and he looked up at Sephiroth understanding suddenly. Sephiroth was gaining emotions his essence trapped inside Zack he was getting attached and living out Zack’s inner feelings that his friend couldn’t and wouldn’t do.

He hoped it wasn’t a mutual bond that was being formed.

“You’ve become attached to him.” Cloud spoke.

“I have always been partial to him…”

Mako green eyes seemed to stare Cloud down as if analyzing his words, his movements.

“You like him.” Cloud stated, it wasn’t a question, he didn’t need to ask, he knew.

“His innocence, naivety, grew on me… just like a puppy.” Sephiroth smirked. “Do I detect concern Cloud?”

Cloud’s eyes narrowed. “What do you think?”

“I think you want to kill me again… but you know that you can’t.”

Cloud shot past Sephiroth diving in to the room rolling across the ground he grabbed the buster sword spinning round blocking the blow from the Masumune and looking up at the Mako green glare.

“I was right… you do want to kill me.”

“What ever gave you that idea!” Cloud growled pushing back on the sword shoving Sephiroth back for the moment.

Sephiroth chuckled at the blonde who glared up at him. It was a new look, Cloud had on hi face. It wasn’t fear it wasn’t anger it was jealousy.

“You did… It’s written all over your face. You want him.”

Cloud looked taken aback for the moment, his grip changed on the buster sword and Sephiroth saw the glare.

“Maybe I do… but I want you gone more!” Cloud charged and Sephiroth leapt up avoiding the swing of the blade.

He slipped out of the room and in to the hallway. Cloud was close behind he only stopped to hold the towel up. Sephiroth saw the shock on his face as he looked beyond him, behind at someone standing behind them in the hallway.

“Cloud I heard a noise.” The female voice spoke.

Sephiroth looked over his shoulder. Tifa stood there holding the sheet round herself, as she stared at him.

“What have you done to Zack?” She whispered.

“He’s merely sleeping, exhausted from everything ShinRA put him through.”

“He better be only sleeping, if I find you’ve hurt him-” Cloud began

Sephiroth scoffed. “Why would I destroy my host? It’s a reckless move that would not serve me any purpose. Not until I found a better suited one at least.”

Truth was he was already contemplating Quinn the revenge for taking mother away from her host and away from him, he could make it work better in that youth’s body he would have access to Zack’s physical body instead of his mental one.

Cloud looked at Tifa, she seemed to be in partial shock at seeing Sephiroth it had been nearly two years since she had seen him in the flesh last.

“TIFA!” Cloud shouted attracting her attention. “Call Tseng, Rufus, Reeve whoever let them know it didn’t work!”

Tifa nodded and she ran in to the bedroom the door closing after her.

Sephiroth watched the door and the corner of his mouth titled up in a smirk. “I will get to them eventually… they will pay for what they did to mother and Zack.” He turned to face Cloud. “Is she still dear to you? Like the ancient was?”

“Don’t you dare.” Cloud warned as he spun the Buster Sword round, it was too closed off to fight, but he knew he couldn’t lure Sephiroth out of Seventh Heaven either after seeing Tifa inside.

“I’m gathering that is a yes then.” Sephiroth smirked.

“Leave her out of this… it’s between you and me Sephiroth.”

Sephiroth nodded his head in acknowledgement. “The thing is when it involves you, it tends to involve everyone. Have you not noticed that?” He stepped towards Cloud.

Cloud stood his ground till Sephiroth stood over him towering over him, looking down in to those blue eyes that only glared at him with a new hatred.

“Let Zack go.” Cloud spoke.

“Why would I even think of doing such a thing?” Sephiroth chuckled. “Though… I would find it irresistible to have him squirm under me as Reno did.”

Cloud shook his head as if to shake the image from his head. “Don’t…”

Sephiroth laughed and dodged the slash from the blade. He looked at the hilt seeing the gold trim of Angeal’s sword.

“That sword again…” Mako green flickered to look at Cloud’s blue eyes.

Cloud looked at the sword. Before he charged Sephiroth who phased out and then behind Cloud grabbing on to the towel. Cloud gasped as he felt the touch of leather against his back and Sephiroth’s voice by his ear.

“I hate that sword.”

“You mean this sword!” Cloud swung it round.

Sephiroth jumped back out of range and looked at him from under silver bangs.

“I will never be a memory ever again.”

“You could have fooled me.” Cloud raced at him and Sephiroth jumped down the stairs Cloud following.

Masumune and buster sword met with a loud metallic clang. Mako green eyes glared over silver blades at blue eyes glaring evenly back.

“I’ve been thinking…” Sephiroth began. “Of the best way to avenge the pain, you have made Zack endure.”

“I never meant to hurt him!” Cloud shoved back.

Cloud managed to push Sephiroth in to the door the entrance to the bar. Only a few more and they could have reign of the street away from Tifa and the possibility of her getting caught in the crossfire.

Sephiroth seemed to understand as he turned the handle and the door open and he jumped back avoiding the swing. He stopped seeing the dumb apple sitting on the counter of the bar and his eyes narrowed before he looked around. He knew Genesis, the pretty boy would be lying in wait.

Genesis wasn’t waiting for Zack. He was waiting for him. The question was how long did he have to finish Cloud off before Genesis decided to make his grand appearance more than likely in his Loveless style?

“You seem suddenly concerned.” Cloud smirked, a bit too cockily for his liking.

“I merely do not want us to be interrupted.” Sephiroth stated.

Cloud looked behind inside at the apple. “What because of Genesis? He’s been gone a while. Why would Genesis interrupting concern you?”

Sephiroth smirked phasing in pinning Cloud to the outside of the wall of Seventh Heaven.

“Why indeed… Cloud.” Sephiroth replied with a smirk, his mouth moving over the blondes.

To Be Continued…
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