Through Life
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
42
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1,394
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
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I, sadly, own no part of Final Fanstasy, gain no money from this, yadda yadda yadda. Otherwise we would have something more like this.
Office
Zack burst through the door, barely pausing to knock first.
"Sir." Zack saluted slightly.
Just enough to avoid another insubordination.
"Have a seat." Sephiroth motioned towards the chair opposite his desk.
Zack walked forward, sinking into the chair with suspicion. He watched as the General shook his head at the papers in his hand. He set them aside and looked at the younger SOLDIER.
"I must admit, Fair, this is the first time you have been here for this reason."
"Somehow, I knew that, sir." Zack said coldly.
This caused the older man to chuckle. "Of course."
Zack glared. "Is that all, sir?"
Sephiroth leaned forward. "For business-"
"Then I'm leaving."
Zack stood, purposely heading for the door. He stopped, hand on doorknob, as Sephiroth spoke again.
"I would advise not."
"And why would that be?"
Sephiroth said casually. "I suppose, on your way out, you would not mind telling Strife I would like to see him?"
"I'll stay."
"I thought you would."
Zack released the doorknob and turned. "Fine. How the hell do I get you to leave him alone?"
Sephiroth stood and walked around the desk to Zack's side.
"I suppose..." he murmured, hand on Zack's shoulder, "If I was... distracted, per se, then I would have no need for the blond."
Zack turned his head. "Fine."
"You agree quickly."
"Well, what would you expect?!" Zack shouted.
Sephiroth stepped back.
"I'm sure he is waiting for you. I suggest you go to him now. I will see you here again, soon, I'm sure. I will expect either you or Strife in the morning. There is no training, if I am correct?"
Zack muttered. "You're correct, sir."
"Then I will be expecting one of you."
Zack nodded before hurrying from the room, leaving a satisfied Sephiroth behind him.
-T.B.C.-
"Sir." Zack saluted slightly.
Just enough to avoid another insubordination.
"Have a seat." Sephiroth motioned towards the chair opposite his desk.
Zack walked forward, sinking into the chair with suspicion. He watched as the General shook his head at the papers in his hand. He set them aside and looked at the younger SOLDIER.
"I must admit, Fair, this is the first time you have been here for this reason."
"Somehow, I knew that, sir." Zack said coldly.
This caused the older man to chuckle. "Of course."
Zack glared. "Is that all, sir?"
Sephiroth leaned forward. "For business-"
"Then I'm leaving."
Zack stood, purposely heading for the door. He stopped, hand on doorknob, as Sephiroth spoke again.
"I would advise not."
"And why would that be?"
Sephiroth said casually. "I suppose, on your way out, you would not mind telling Strife I would like to see him?"
"I'll stay."
"I thought you would."
Zack released the doorknob and turned. "Fine. How the hell do I get you to leave him alone?"
Sephiroth stood and walked around the desk to Zack's side.
"I suppose..." he murmured, hand on Zack's shoulder, "If I was... distracted, per se, then I would have no need for the blond."
Zack turned his head. "Fine."
"You agree quickly."
"Well, what would you expect?!" Zack shouted.
Sephiroth stepped back.
"I'm sure he is waiting for you. I suggest you go to him now. I will see you here again, soon, I'm sure. I will expect either you or Strife in the morning. There is no training, if I am correct?"
Zack muttered. "You're correct, sir."
"Then I will be expecting one of you."
Zack nodded before hurrying from the room, leaving a satisfied Sephiroth behind him.
-T.B.C.-