Sephiroth took off his huge sweaty shirt. He looked around for Cloud.
"Stop hiding. Come to me, thot."
"One second!" thundered Cloud.
Sephiroth flexed his brain. He was ready to burst like a MAKO reactor. Cloud was supposed to be an easy fight.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a zipper. Cloud's drugs fell out of his pants.
"Oh shit," said Cloud. He tried to pick up his drugs, but it was too late.
"What is this?" Sephiroth asked, using his super-speed to pick up one of the drugs before Cloud could reach it. "Why do you have marijuana, Cloud?"
Cloud looked down. "I was supposed to sell that to Noct."
"Why can I hold this, but not you?"
Cloud's jaw dropped.
Sephiroth scowled, and moved closer to Cloud. "What are you doing with that emo slut?"
Cloud, thinking about how much he loved Sephiroth, decided to answer truthfully. "He's the only one willing to pay double the price for half the product. Because he's dumb, and also rich."
Sephiroth was stunned into silence. Then a smile burst across his face. "I was wrong to doubt you, Cloud Strife. Your twisted entrepreneural skills are so sexy." At this point, Cloud realized that Sephiroth was a sapiosexual.
And then they fucked.
~End~