A/N: I dunno if this will only be a one-shot yet. Probably, unless I get a few requests.
Oh oh oh oh oh I'm in a Bad Romance, Cloud's phone sang. Cloud tapped his pencil on the desk to the rhythm, as he tried to ignore it and continue his homework.
"I want your lovin', I want your revenge," he murmured under his breath; his phone continuing to blast out the song, the person who was calling him probably getting annoyed. His foot began moving to the beat, and then he got out of his chair and began dancing to the song.
"You and me could write a bad romance," Cloud sang as he put his hands up and spun around. And then the music stopped playing. Cloud frowned and stopped dancing too; grabbing his cell and flipping it open to view the call he had missed. It was Zack. Cloud sighed, closed his phone, and set it back down on the desk. He sat back down and tried to concentrate once again on his homework; that is until he got a text.
His ringtone for texts was We Are Golden; and Cloud managed to keep his foot tapping to a minimum long enough to silence the fantastic song as he opened his phone to read the text.
You never answer your damn phone, maybe you'll reply to texts? From Zack of course.
Cloud smiled and was tempted to reply, but he was famous for never using his cell, why start now? He placed his phone back on the desk, picked up his pencil, and continued his homework, but it was almost guaranteed that wouldn't last long.
About 15 minutes of silence into his homework, Cloud's cell rang and the urge to dance to Bad Romance could not be resisted. He got up and just let his body move to the music, until there was a knock at the door and Zack barged in, holding his cell to his ear.
Cloud stopped dancing immediately, as Zack flipped his phone shut and Cloud's phone stopped ringing. Cloud just stood there, turning red and looking at the floor.
Zack just laughed, "so this is why you never pick up your phone?"