AN:

Hmmm, I just wanted to see what it's like to write a drabble story and this was born…. It's very short so sorry if it doesn't meet your guys standards. :P

Disclaimer: Author of Fanfiction I am. Owner of Final Fantasy Crisis Core I am not.

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Get Well

And it all started with a simple get well gift. Studies showed that it was an appropriate contribution when one's friend is sick. While Sephiroth watched the paramedics carry the stretcher with his usually energetic Lieutenant choking on a muffin, he made a mental note to only get cards next time.

Honor

Damn his honor for getting him into these situations. He did not want to spend his day off at clothing's store picking casual clothes with his eccentric best friend. "Angeal? Do you think these look too bland on me?" It was almost as bad as shopping with a woman. "Oh these earrings are simply marvelous! I must have them! I'll take four pairs!" Okay, it was just as bad.

Sushi

"Tell me again how exactly did the Puppy get to be this way?" Here he watched as a semi-naked Zack threatened a potted plant with a half-eaten lollipop while wearing a basket on his head. "Apparently, a friend of his by the name of 'Kunsel' gave him some sushi he had leftover from a party as a snack. This is the result." He felt an incoming headache as Zack caught the trashcan on fire with a misplaced material. Gaia, sometimes he hated being the General of SOLDIER.

Hentai

Slash! Snink! Genesis smirked over his copy of LOVELESS. "It seems our dear friend Sephiroth has discovered his Yaoi fan base." Angeal could only face palm and groan at the killing intent coming from the office door.

Coffee

His only friend he knows that won't ruin his morning. The true 'Gift of the Goddess', be d*mned what cr*p Genesis spouts out. The one thing that pushes him forward, the one thing that is precious, the one thing that—Thud! Splash! "Oh Jeez, Sorry Seph!" Snap. "ZACKERY!"

Sky

The sky always held a special meaning in his heart. It was a symphony of things; something that was always changing, never-ending, an infinite reflection of the world below. But most of all; it represented freedom. Whenever those pieces of sky looked up at him, he felt his weary spirits lift. "Alright Pup, now I want you to do 100 laps around the training grounds. Hop to it!" "Aww, but Angeal—" "Now Zack!" "Yes Sir!"

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AN:

This may be short, but there will be more to come in the next chapters. I promise you that… :)