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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
- 4
- 5
- 6
Rating: Mature – NC-17 (Yaoi)
Pairs: Hojo x Zack (non con)
Story: Following Zack and a few others through the events before Crisis Core and through the events of the game.
AN: Don't ask I was PMSing at the time I wrote the Hojo Zack part. I hate PMS!
Chapter Four

Sephiroth had let Zack into his room, before walking next door and letting himself into Angeal's apartment. He saw Angeal in the kitchen making himself a drink.
Angeal looked at Sephiroth surprised for a moment, but his normal stoic expression returned in mere seconds.
“Sephiroth.” Angeal nodded his head at his friend.
Sephiroth looked to Angeal's bedroom door. “Is Genesis-?”
“In the shower...” Angeal finished.
Sephiroth let out a breath. “Your student saw, luckily he did not see who.”
Sephiroth waited for a reaction, but Angeal just seemed to calmly nod.
“And what clued you in on this?”
“Apart from prying it from his mouth, the moment he reported to me in his boxers.” Sephiroth replied, he couldn't help but smirk.
The palm to the face was finally the reaction Sephiroth got followed by a groan from Angeal's lips.
Sephiroth knew this man had his work cut out for him.
“He'll be the death of you, you know that?” Sephiroth poked, enjoying a moment to torment his friend.
Angeal seemed to roll his eyes. “I know.”
“Get some clothes for him. He'll stay with me tonight.”
Angeal raised a brow. “Sephiroth.”
“His Mako looks to be an enhanced version, possibly up to the fifth treatment. Given what he witnessed tonight, I believe Hojo is trying to set you up.”
Angeal set the mug down on the bench not saying anything. He moved to his bedroom obviously not questioning Sephiroth on his choice.
Angeal understood Genesis' visit, it was one of possessive intent. When he found out Zack was in the apartment, he came to lay claim like a jealous girlfriend.
The red head hadn't really thought it through, especially being Zack was underage. Angeal did not want to cross that line, not between mentor and student. He had seen it in the past and it had destroyed a lot of work relationships.
He glanced to the bathroom door where the shower was going, he opened the wardrobe and got a change of clothes for Zack before taking the items out to Sephiroth.
Handing them to his friend. “What are you going to do if he-?” Angeal begun to ask.
“I'll handle it.” Sephiroth replied.
Angeal nodded, Sephiroth had in the past handled all kinds of sexual advances the best way he knew how, by using fear tactics.
Sephiroth obviously saw the frown. “You don't think I can deal to one hormonal teenager for the night?”
Angeal opened his mouth and let out a sigh. “He's not normal, not anymore Sephiroth.”
“I am aware of that. I will get him tested in the morning.”
Angeal's brow raised. “You make him sound like he's contracted something.”
“When Hojo's involved he probably has.” Sephiroth stated.
Angeal hated the thought, but Sephiroth was probably right.
~*~*~*~
Zack moved through Sephiroth's apartment, the silence was overwhelming, but it was probably how the general preferred it in all honesty. If Zack had been Mako infused as long as Angeal, Sephiroth and Genesis he would probably have liked the silence too.
The place was sound proof. Well he figured it was.
Moving to the window he looked out at the city of Midgar below. His hand moving to the glass, letting his hand graze the cool window.
His finger drew a circle on the window before turning it into a closed eyed smiley face. Sephiroth probably wouldn't appreciate it. But it's not like anyone down below could see.
Zack looked to his reflection, the blue eyes were now staring back at him, his hand moved to the face of his reflection.
Swallowing he took the eyes in, they were the purest blue he ad seen in a while, just like the skies back home.
“Blue like the sky.” He whispered.
He glanced down to the reactors pumping the green glowing energy through the city. Zack watched the flow of green as it moved through the see through pumps.
The throbbing began to form in his chest just the thought of the Mako pumping through the city and providing them with power and energy. It caused that weird discomfort he had felt earlier.

There was something else there though, Zack let his forehead touch the glass. His body reacting to the cool glass.
He let out a breath, turning round he leaned his naked back against the glass, he sucked in a breath feeling his heart clench. Sliding down the glass he sunk to his ass sitting on the ground, his face felt flushed and a hand moved to his face.
It felt like he was getting a fever, his body overheating.
“What's... happening?” He flopped till he found himself lying on his side on the floor of Sephiroth's floor.
The cool air from the glass pressing against his back as if helping to fight the fever.
Zack squeezed his eyes closed, there it was that throb between thighs, like some kind of pulse was forming on his own. He hadn't even had any rampant sexual thought.
Zack gasped as the second throb hurt more than the first. Was this the pain Kunsel and the others were going through.
But he remembered the Mako bag how large it had been. He hadn't told Sephiroth about the size of the bag, he probably should have given treatment quantities were suppose to lessen over time, not double on the second infusion.
Had he been infused with the treatment for a fifth, well that's what Sephiroth believed.
Zack shook his head trying to will the pulse away, he did NOT need this, not now. Not in Sephiroth's apartment.
Zack heard the door open and his hand moved to the ground to push himself up.
“Sorry Seph, I kinda nearly blacked out there.” He apologized as he got to his feet.
Looking towards the door, Zack froze, it wasn't Sephiroth, it was the last person he wanted to see.
“H-hojo?”
The glasses were pushed up his nose as Hojo spoke. “Well well boy, I wasn't expecting you in here.”
Zack's eyes widened in shock. What was Hojo doing in Sephiroth's apartment?
The footsteps seemed to echo in his ears, each clop of the shoes grew louder as they crossed the polished wooden floor of Sephiroth's apartment.
Zack took a step back, he knew he didn't have the strength for a physical battle, even if the other party was Hojo. His body was only being held together by the pulse of Mako that hit him causing his body to flinch in movement.
The professor stepped in front of him. The hand moved to touch his forehead.
“You're burning up child.” He seemed intrigued. “How long have you been like this?”
Zack shook his head trying to remove the hand from him. “Not long.” he replied. He didn't even want to speak to this man, he did something to him. Something beyond the infusion.
“Hmmmm. Interesting. I assume it's begun. You're feeling hot, a little flushed.” He seemed to smirk.
Zack shot the professor a glare. Sephiroth was right Hojo had done something to him. “What did you do to me?” He hissed, the touch alone caused his spine to tingle. He didn't understand this. His body was reacting to Hojo's touch of all people.
Hojo merely smirked at him. The silence told Zack he was not going to tell him.
“What are you going to do?” Zack found himself correcting his question.
“I'm going to prevent you from letting your frustrations out on Sephiroth boy, I can't have you tainting his perfection.” Hojo stated.
Zack found himself trying to shuffle back from the professor, he saw the flash of the needle then felt the prick against his skin, he could only hiss between his teeth as he felt the foreign substance make its way through his veins.
Then the floor became his best friend... again.
~*~*~*~
Genesis raised a brow as he stood in Angeal's lounge, seeing Angeal and Sephiroth in the middle of a conversation about Angeal's student.
“To what do we owe this honor friend?” Genesis glared at the claimed silver haired hero.
“Jealousy is unbecoming.” Sephiroth retorted obviously knowing Genesis hadn't gotten over that incident in the training room.
The red head saw that smirk, it tormented his very existence half the time. Yet he just couldn't defeat the man even in a friendly spar.
“He's here to take Zack for the night. It seems he saw something he shouldn't have.” Angeal was obviously accusing him of the inability to control his possessive nature.
“The question is can we make sure to prevent further incidents of this nature?” Sephiroth looked to them both. “He is still a child, we have the ability to influence his very mind with any actions he is to witness by our hands.”
Angeal nodded. “I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.” He shot Genesis a look.
The red head rolled his eyes.
To be told off in such a manner it was insulting to say the least. But how was he supposed to know the kid was still able to move after his treatment? A lot of them couldn't even get up from bed, let alone spy on their mentor's bedroom activities.
“Where is the puppy?” Genesis questioned.
“I let him into my apartment.” Sephiroth held up the clothes. “I'm just collecting his clothes so a repeat of earlier can be prevented if it's required.”
Sephiroth let out a breath, then he saw Angeal move to the fridge. “I've got some food here of his, you might as well take it before he eats you out of your apartment.”
“Think of it like puppy sitting.” Genesis teased.
Sephiroth felt his eyebrow quirked.
“I believe it's a fair analogy. After all you did say he was like a puppy.” Angeal added in on the quip.
Sephiroth let out a breath. “I suppose I deserved that.”
~*~*~*~
Zack couldn't fight back, his body had given in to whatever it was that Hojo had added to his already drugged up system.
His skin prickled more as the professor's hand was rolling over his skin, he could feel the flush on his face as his body seemed to react to the touches in ways he didn't want it to.
“N-no.” Zack could only shake his head as he was pushed onto his back.
Hojo knelt over him, the professor's knees on either side of his hips straddling his thighs.
Zack's body sensitive to the touch, the hand rolled down his flesh in a feather light stroke. Zack could only shake his head, his breath catching as the hand traversed down low. The palm moved over his boxers, rolling in circles over the crotch. Each rub causing Zack's mouth to gasp, the flush forming on his cheeks, he tried to shake the desire forming away.
“D-don't touch me.”
But the palm continued it circular torment causing a need to form between his thighs. The pulse stuck again, making Zack's body jolt with a searing pain of needing fulfillment.
“You're reactions.... hmmm, very quick indeed boy.”
Zack shivered squeezing his eyes shut tight. He could get through this if he didn't see who was touching him.
He tried to think of anyone else anyone but Hojo.
Angeal, Sephiroth, Amy, hell even Kunsel, Blaize, Sebastian or Essai would have been better than this man.
Swallowing he could feel his boxers tugged down, the cool air of the apartment breathing across his flushed skin.
“Fuck!”
The cool air grazed across his crimson arousal.
It was joined with a slightly warmer hand, a hand that moved in strokes, while the other hand pushed his thighs apart and Zack hissed feeling both hands work up and down his arousal.
In his mind's eye he tried to picture Sephiroth's hands working him, up and down the length, each hand's stroke making him harder, as they rocked up and down his length their paces unmatched and erratic.
Just seeing Sephiroth's face in the back of his mind. That made his hips react and then began to move of their own accord.
“Haah! Ahhh!” His gasps coming out as moans.
He was aware of Hojo suddenly.
“I can see you are close boy, the Mako stirring under your skin. But do not think I'm done with you, what I gave you earlier with your treatment was a powerful aphrodisiac.”
Zack's eyes flew open. “Nnngh!”
Hojo chuckled at the reaction. Back in the day when Sephiroth was this boy's age, he had done the same thing to the General, to remove any thought of need from the man's perfection, he did not need to be tainted with the ugly distraction of forming sexual relations.
Zack's hips jerked up as his back arched. “W-Why?”
“To get Angeal off my back. I have important things I need to do, without his interference. You were merely a distraction. But I wasn't expecting Sephiroth to take you in.” Hojo looked annoyed. “You can not distract him.”
“I-I wasn't... Sephiroth offered to watch me for the night.” Zack breathed. “Angeal's- busy.” The eyes seemed to close again as the teenager fell silent.
Hojo hadn't accounted that Angeal would have become busy, unless he was already in a relationship. Hojo didn't need to guess who, it was pretty obvious who. That red head was always interfering where he wasn't wanted.
Hojo would have to make a request to ship him off somewhere and slowly reveal the truth of his creation to him.
He looked down at the teenager, hips moving, the arousal flushed, the boy was close, but that was how the drug worked short bursts, but a lot of need. He would have to build them all up into one large release so the boy didn't throw himself at Sephiroth that night.
One hand gripped the base of his cock, making Zack whimper as it cut off the release that had been so close to freeing him from this perverse torment. The other hand continued to work his length in fierce strokes.
Zack's hips kept thrusting with the need of release. “D-damnit...” He hissed.
He went to grab Hojo's wrist but it was at that moment he felt it, his arms were dead weight.
“H-hey! What the hell was in that-?” Zack growled realizing the last needle had something in it that seemed to kill the motion in his limbs. Only his hips seemed to work, it was a strange drug.
“A paralysis of my own creation. I'm not stupid boy, you are SOLDIER. One of the chosen few to lead ShinRa to victory.”
Zack frowned if Hojo expected to find Sephiroth here, then that drug had been meant for Sephiroth not him. It was probably potent enough to take out the motor function of a 1^st Class.
“What were you going to do to Seph?” Zack growled.
“He missed his tests today. I was only going to continue them tonight and he tends to protest.” The irritation on Hojo's face obvious.
Zack could only suck in a shallow breath his questioning cut off as he lay there his arms as heavy as logs, lying open wide on either side of his body.
The hand continued to work his arousal, Zack could feel the release just sitting there fighting for it's climax.
It had built up so much he was beginning to feel it in the base of his stomach.
Zack's hips fought against the hand pumping up with urgency.
“You want him I can see it. But know this, Sephiroth will never want you, he will never want anyone.” Hojo's thumb flicked over the tip of Zack's length, collecting the small bead of precum gathered there.
Zack shook his head his face heated up. “I-It's not like that...” He looked to the window so close, his finger moving over the glass.
“So you want Angeal instead hmmm?”
Zack closed his eyes. “N-no. I don't want anyone... not yet.” He didn't really, he knew he was too young, he didn't need to be told it. Relationships were something you formed over time, not overnight.
“Somehow I don't believe you boy.”
Zack gasped, the pain of not being able to release, even though each stroke brought more and more desire for it. Each time the hand rolled over his length it brought forth a new torment, a new desire to just be freed.
“I desire them sure, what's not to desire, they're pretty...” Zack confessed between panted breathes. “But I will not jeopardize, everything I'm working towards... not for a fling with a general and his men...”
Hojo just chuckled. “You say this now boy, but I have seen what Mako can do to the straightest of straight men given the right quantities. What makes you so different from those who have come before you?”
“I want to do this the right way. I'm not going to sleep my way up through the ranks.” Zack hissed between his teeth. “There's no honor in that.”
Hojo chuckled and Zack felt him lean down, the greasy ponytail falling over his shoulder to brush against Zack's skin, like a tip of a paintbrush dipped in oil.
“I think your crush on Sephiroth is unhealthy boy, you know ShinRa has perks, that even you if you need it can go to for satisfaction, if anything were to come from a legal repercussion it can be swept under the rug. Your friend Kunsel knows a place, get him to take you. Talk to Kunsel, you do not want a repeat of this because the next time you even think that way about Sephiroth I will know.”
The hand moved swift and fast over his arousal. Zack jerked in pain as the inability to release seemed to burn through his length.
“O-okay. Okay you win... please... just let me-” Zack trailed off as Hojo sat back slowly, his hand working it's torment for a few more strokes, as if enjoying the pain on his face.
It felt like forever and a few moments before Hojo released the base of his cock, the other hand continuing it's torment as Zack let out a cry.
His release spurting out against his lower abs, it was a long, pulsated climax, Hojo's hand working his length as if trying to empty any and all of his seed from him.
Zack's body shivered at the freedom it was given in that release.
Hojo looked down at him the look filled with contempt.
Zack saw the next needle come out.
“No-” He shook his head. “No more of your drugs!” He hadn't realized he had moved, but he did and he felt his head hit the glass as he sat up.
The pinch hit the side of his neck and Zack felt the contents flow through him.
“And after this you forget I was even here boy.” Hojo just smirked.
Zack could only glare at the professor, he was really beginning to dislike this man.
“In that case I hope you fucken die and Scarlett gets your budget.” Zack hissed.
~*~*~*~
The darkness of the apartment was all that greeted Sephiroth as he entered. He let the door close behind him. All his years of battle had trained his senses to know when there was something foreign inside his own home.
Sephiroth set the food down on the table, it was peculiar, Zack didn't seem like the type to linger in the darkness.
Knowing the 3^rd Class, Sephiroth moved towards the only source of light in the apartment. By the window. He set the clothes on the couch as he passed and looked to where Zack sat leaning up against the window.
Sephiroth moved up to the teenager's side crouching down to one knee. He could tell the 3^rd Class had fallen into an unconscious state.
“Zack.” Sephiroth tapped the side of his face. “Zack!”
There was a groan and a mumble. “-jo...Ho-”
Sephiroth looked round his apartment, was it that time already. “Hojo... are you here?”
There was nothing, silence. Sephiroth looked to the clock reading 8:45pm. In the past when he missed his treatments Hojo would show up at 8:15pm on the dot and the torture began. But there was nothing no crazed professor. Just an unconscious Zack leaning against the window.
Sephiroth sighed and he picked the teenager up. “Zack can you hear me?”
“Mmmhm.” The teenager nodded.
“Was Hojo here?” Sephiroth asked.
There was a confirmed nod. Sephiroth knew though by the time Zack woke up he wouldn't be able to tell him a damn thing.
The professor was smart. He covered his tracks better than the Wutai at times.
“I'm going to put you to bed okay?”
“Kay.” Came the child-like sleepy murmur.
Sephiroth could not hide his concern for the youth as he set him in the bed, It was then as he lay him down he noticed the writing on Zack's lower stomach.
Sephiroth turned on the bedside light turning it to Zack.
The words were written in what Sephiroth knew to be Zack's sexual release. Hojo had done him a favor but at a cost. He was so well protected that even with evidence the president would sweep this under the rug.
'Don't miss your next appointment Sephiroth.' Was all the words read.
He growled low, Hojo had come into his apartment looking for him and found Zack, the doctor probably assumed the worse especially when the youth was just in his boxers.
Getting up Sephiroth walked to the bathroom to find something to clean Zack up with, he would not breath a word of this incident to Zack, let alone Angeal.
~*~*~*~
Zack woke the next morning feeling more than groggy, his limbs wouldn't move at first, but he forced them too eventually. He didn't even remember making it to Sephiroth's spare room, he remembered being distracted by the Mako in his eyes, then the weird pain he got, the falling over then the door opening, he couldn't remember a thing after that though.
Making it out of the room was a mission and a half and he leaned on the door frame, he saw Sephiroth setting some breakfast on the table enough for three people.
Zack blinked seeing Angeal in the kitchen. His brow rose. Angeal was cooking in Sephiroth's kitchen.
“So you guys are friends then not just work buddies or something?” Zack asked.
Sephiroth looked to Angeal who set the pancakes down.
“Yes Zack, we are friends.” Angeal seemed to chuckle amused by his question. “That would be like me asking if Kunsel and you were just work buddies.”
Zack rubbed behind his head and tapped the side of his head. “Yeah sorry about that, drugs still making me a little duh.”
He was waiting for the teasing quip from either of them stating that most country boys didn't need drugs to be idiots. But there was nothing.
“Sit down. Get some food into you.” Sephiroth stated.
Zack moved carefully to the table fearful he would collapse like he did the night before. He slipped into a seat and he saw Sephiroth slide the glass of water to him.
“Keep your fluids up. Above all make sure you drink a lot of water.” The general stated. “These treatments go into your blood stream and you need to keep hydrated.”
Zack downed the glass of water. “About that I forgot to mention about the Mako treatment yesterday. Hojo used a larger bag than the first treatment well it looked the same size maybe only just bigger, and it was full like to the point of bursting full.”
Angeal sat down at the table looking at the teenager. “How much bigger was the bag Zack?”
“Probably only a couple of inches bigger in diameter.” He replied.
Sephiroth nodded and looked to Angeal.
“You were right looks like he did give Zack a higher percentage of Mako. That would explain why you found him passed out last night.” Angeal stated.
Zack looked to Sephiroth. “I didn't even see it coming I was fine, then I was staring out the window at the Mako then boom, weird feeling, then helllloooo ground.”
Sephiroth nodded. Angeal saw the glance his friend gave him.
“Well you've been over exposed Zack. Were there any other weird feelings you got last night?” Angeal asked.
Zack shook his head. “None I can remember but look at my eyes.”
Angeal glanced to Sephiroth they had seen it the moment Zack walked out of the room.
“We're going to take you to the medical wing today and see how much exposure to Mako you've been given.” Angeal stated. “Then tonight, Sephiroth offered to house you again... just in case.”
Zack nodded. “Um okay, are you expecting company or something Angeal?”
Angeal looked at Sephiroth. “I'm due to see Professor Hollander for a bit. Not by choice mind you.”
Angeal suspected Hollander got wind of him housing Zack during his Mako exposure, and probably felt the youth would distract him. But at the same time he felt Hollander was doing it to annoy Hojo making Zack stay with Sephiroth again.
Those two and their disputes they were like a couple of squabbling kids at times fighting over who had the bigger toy. Unfortunately for Genesis, Sephiroth and himself they ended up in the middle of said squabble.
Angeal let out a breath.
“So whose Hollander?” Zack asked.
“Hopefully someone you never deal with.” Angeal stated in a flat out honest reply.
~*~*~*~
The visit to the medical wing was an interesting one. Zack was poked prodded and poked some more by a friendly nurse, who seemed to be all smiles and friendly chatter to keep him distracted. Sephiroth merely waited leaning against the wall flipping through one of the medical books from the bookshelf in the room.
Zack wondered if Sephiroth even knew what he was reading.
“I'll just go take these to the doctor and I'll be back with the results in hopefully half an hour. There is a water cooler over there so make sure you drink lots.” She smiled at Zack before leaving.
Zack saw Sephiroth put the book down.
“So what's gunna happen now then?”
“We will find the percentage you were treated to and try to counter act it. But you need to watch out for any side effects of any kind, even if you're sure it's related to a cold or whatever else. Tell us. Don't claim to be fine.”
Zack frowned he wasn't used to being worried about unless it was by his parents. So to have to grown men worry about him made him feel awkward.
“So even if it's a headache that I know I've had in the past, or erm... otherstuff you guys want to know?” Zack raised a brow.'
“Yes especially that 'otherstuff'. You need to tell either of us.”
“Um... kay.” Zack blushed at the thought of going up to Angeal saying 'Hey Seph told me I had to tell you when I got a boner.' There were some things you just didn't tell your mentor and teacher. That obviously was one of them.
Sephiroth's look made Zack feel a little bit weirded out like the General knew what he was thinking.
“Yes Zack even that. You have to tell us especially when that is involved.” Sephiroth stated.
Zack grabbed the side of his head. “Hey no bad. Stay outta my head.” He pointed at the general.
Sephiroth let out a sigh. “I was not in your head. I just merely stated the obvious thought pattern of recruits your age.”
Zack gave him a flat eyed expression. “Way to pick on your target audience Seph.”
~*~*~*~
Zack sat at Sephiroth's kitchen table his head resting against his palm, Sephiroth was in his room talking to Angeal. The results had come back apparently at a disturbingly high rate. So he got more than the allocated amount of Mako, he was fine. He felt fine minus the occasional head ache in his right temple but he knew that was because his brain wasn't used to so much water instead of his allocated energy drinks which he had been bared from by the nurse. She stated what Zack already knew, they dehydrated the body at an accelerated rate. But it didn't stop them tasting good and giving Zack that extra boost of energy he needed. The only energy drink Zack was allowed was the diluted version of the potions but no more than one can a day.
Zack heard Angeal and Sephiroth fall quiet, the two walked out of the room as if they had decided on something.
“You two done being a married couple?” Zack asked.
Angeal clipped him over the back of the head. “Don't get smart ass just cause you're starting to feel comfortable, we are still your superior officers.”
Zack rubbed the back of his head and shot Angeal a look as the big man sat down at the table while Sephiroth sat down at the far end on the table.
“The amount of Mako you have been infused with is enough to make a normal person sick. It seems that Hojo wanted you still functional, to a degree and countered it with another drug, which might limit your focus on certain areas.”
Zack nodded his head slowly. “Areas like what?”
Sephiroth and Angeal shared a look.
“It's an aphrodisiac Zack.” Angeal came out blunt to the point.
Zack raised a brow. “Oh.”
“Most of it seems to have released from your system.” Sephiroth stated. “Angeal has decided that until it's all gone, you will remain here. After that the percentage of Mako you were exposed to will probably kick in, in full force. So you will be staying with Angeal for the next two or three months.”
“There is no other way to say this Zack, but we will have to keep the treatments going, and just ease the addiction down.” Angeal added. “It will give you an unfair advantage over the others in your class, and if we were to take this higher up we have no proof Hojo did this to you apart from your word.”
Zack nodded. “Meaning if I came out, Hojo would deny it and I get the boot from ShinRa?”
Sephiroth nodded. “The most we can do is remove your contact with Hojo to the bare minimum required.”
“Great lets do it.” Zack commented.
Angeal raised a brow. “You're okay with sweeping this under the rug?”
Zack nodded. “Yeah, though I might have to tell Kunsel before he thinks something else is going on. That guy has eyes in the back of his head and his hearing is super creepy good.”
“Just fill him in on the basics. Not every little detail.” Sephiroth sighed.
“Hey he knew my treatments were tampered with before I did.” Zack protested.
Angeal glanced to Sephiroth. “I'll have a word with him and find out his source.”
“Good luck he won't even tell me his sources and he's my friend.” Zack sighed.

~*~To Be Continued...~*~
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