Tenshi no Kurayami Yoru
Angel of the Dark Night
A FF7 fanfic
Chapter One
By: ~*~ MetallicPink Sakura ~*~
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Tetsuya Nomura and SquareSoft Japan. All righties reserved. ^^
Character Pairings: Cloud/Zack?, Cloud/Sephiroth
Genre: romance, angst?, self-pitiment
Rating: PG-13 to R
** Note:** After listlessly playing this game ALL day yesterday and today, and on Saturday and Sunday, I got into my 'yaoi' mode after watching Cloud and Sephiroth's episode in the North Crater and also Cloud finding himself in the Lifestream with Tifa. Sap, I know. Actually, I never Sephiroth died those five years ago because I wasn't there when it happened- my sister was playing while I was at Chorus competition that day and night- or for the fact Cloud lied about his life. *sobs* Curse you gods!!! Anywho, please review kindly at the end, okies? I like reviews just as much as the next person. ^___^ Arigatou!
**
I miss him.
I actually miss him. And that's wrong. So very wrong... whilst I lay here, in the inn in Nibelheim, after finding an ex-Turk in the Shin-Ra mansion named Vincent Valentine, I think about him and why he would come back after all that has occured. Something about... a reunion. What reunion? And what about this Jenova-person? He called ' Mother.' And he said something about the Ancients, the race Aeris is. Is he one? Well, with the strength and Magic his possesses, I would think so.
Arrgg, Goddamnit, get out of my head!!!
I take the pillow from out behind my golden head and slam it on my face, bitting into the cotton fabric, the starchy texture rubbing against my tonuge roughly. " Aah, shit." I spat it out and sighed, letting my arms flail out on the bed, exposing my flesh to the moonlight from outside. I turned to the silver beams, thinking, or rather remiscating about my SOLDIER memories, when I first laid eyes on the tall, admirable person whom I loved to hate-
and fantisize.
/~/~/
" Suck it in, Strife!!!"
" Yes, sir!"
" Comb yer hair! I swear..."
" Sorry, sir."
Zack laughed quietly, his insides cramping from mirth as he watched his friend being bullied by their commanding officer. " You should be more like Zackary, here, Strife. At least his wild tresses are kept in order!," the commander said, swelling with pride at his already 3rd Class SOLDIER. Zack smiled back at the commander and saluted. " Thank you, sir. I shall train the youngster into treating his hair with care- and also to handle his weapon, sir!" Cloud crossed his sapphire eyes at Zack behind the commanders back and waggled his tonuge, making silly faces.
" Well done, Zackary. Meet in the Meeting Hall in thirty minutes for a special assembly. All personel, Turks, and trainees are invited. Tell that to everyone in fifteen minutes, understand?," barked the commander.
" Yes, sir! With honor, sir!"
" Good boy, Zackary."
With that, he left, leaving behind a belly aching, laughing Zack and a aggrivated Cloud. " Zackary indeed. What kind of ridiculous name is that?!!," shrieked the blonde, running both hands through his blonde hair, glancing at the window. " My hair isn't wild..." Zack finished, drying his eyes. " It is- naturally though. You better get ready. It's going to be a good assembly," Zack teased slightly, taking his Buster Sword down from his top bunk and cleaning kit.
" Tell me!," begged Cloud, running to his friend, eyes alighten. Zack's own blue eyes mirrored back into Cloud's, a smile creeping on his tanned face. " I don't know..."
" Please?!?!?!! C'mon, buddy! You can tell me! I promise I won't tell the others!," swore Cloud, sitting down in front of the black-haired boy, giddiment rising in his chest. " All right. Well, someone's coming to tell us about good fighting techniques, how to handle Materia and Magic better, and also to find complete Summons." " Who is it though?," whispered Cloud, leaning in, eyes wide.
" Sephiroth."
BAM!!!
" ... Dude, you didn't have to fall over."
The boy was sitting on his bottom, mouth opened, gaping at Zack. " Really?," he whispered softly. " Really, really," answered Zack, grinning widely.
" Woo- HOOOO!!!"
/~/~/~
Many people filled the Meeting Hall for the assembly to see the Great Sephiroth finally. The stage was lit with dazzling lights and the background held a heavy, dark green drapery, tied back to the sides with gold, plaited ropes, shinning their reflections off the polished wooden stage floor. A podeium with the Shin-Ra logo emblazed on it in the red kanjii with microphones on the top stood in the middle with a row of chairs behind it for the deligates and important commitee personel for the Shin-Ra Inc. Cloud and Zack sat in the middle, eagerly awaiting to see their idol. They stood as the Shin-Ra anthem filled the room from the speakers, all traniees and SOLIDERS saluting to President Shin-Ra, Heidgehigger, Scarlet, Professor Hojo, Palmer, Tseng, the leader of the Turks, and lastly-
Sephiroth.
Cloud drew in a sharp, but quiet intake of breath at the sight of the tall, gracious man that stood out before him in all his glory. Long, silvery, hair fell to his thighs, tall bangs framing his thin, but full face that held wisdom and power beyond anyone's years. His body was built powerfully, encased in black with armored shoulders and a semi-bared chest. What drew Cloud's attention though, was Sephiroth's eyes. They were an odd colour of green, mixed with some blue, like that of the sky and sea. They were narrowed somewhat beautifully and held Magic or knowledge that seemed to burn right into Cloud's skin. The boy was taken away by this man's beauty and immediately felt like he was melting in the seat he sat in. He didn't pay attention to President Shin-Ra or Tseng, but perked up to when Sephiroth was introduced to everyone and a loud, roaring applause echoed in the Meeting Hall. Cloud leaned forward, straining to hear this man speak.
" My fellow commrades in arms..."
' He's an angel...'
' Simply perfect in every way known to man...'
' He is the one.'
Cloud was in dreamland now, smiling to himself secretly about a fantasy that he shouldn't have been thinking of. Right then, when Sephiroth had finished his speech, and the crowd clapped, Sephiroth's gaze landed on a petite-looking trainee, with wild blonde hair that stood out in differnet directions and glazed, sapphire blue eyes that were darkened by... something. He was very handsome, in a shonen sort-of way and was very relaxed with a faint smile playing over his rode-bud shaped lips. Apparently, Sephiroth was taken away by this youthful beauty and gripped the podieum a bit tightly. But, shrugging this off, Sephiroth did a graceful, fluid bow and walked off the stage.
/~/~/~
" Oh, man, oh, man! Wasn't he somethin', Cloud?!," exclaimed Zack later, eating supper in the mess hall. " Yep..." Zack waved a hand in front of his friend's face, the gaze Cloud had on the wall not broken. " Heeeelllloooo! Anyone home? Cloud, come back to the Light Side...," mimicked Zack, snickering in his soup bowl. " Bite me." Sighing, the blonde picked up his spoon and played with his broth, watching it drip back to the salty surface, the colour of gold, almost like piss and it made Cloud sick to the stomach. " Eh, I think I'll skip supper tonight," he said lowly, pushing the metal bowl away. " You skipped it last night, the night before, and the last four nights of last week," Zack said dully, almost caring like, but giving Cloud a refraining look. He didn't like it when Cloud didn't eat. It was unhealthy. " I'll have some apples and bread before bed. Pinky promise," said Cloud assuringly and grasping his friend's pinky and tugging on it.
Zack watched the lithe boy walk out of the mess hall towards the dorms. He sighed and tossed a piece of bread in his mouth, thinking about what to do with a friend like Cloud.
/~/~/~
" ... left side, raise- swing, right footback, swing...," Cloud mused to himself, balancing the Buster Sword of Zack's in his hands, remembering the steps of attacking. " Damnit... what was the other one?," asked Cloud to himself, upset at forgetting. He sat on the ground of the outside gym like a confused little kid, arms and shoulders slooped and legs out before him, mussed up and covered in dust. " Ah! Jab and swing upward! Thank you, gods!" Cloud jumped up and smiled, finishing the attack moves. Pushing his sword into the invisible person and jerking it up, Cloud twisted and landed downward, crouched in the dust. " Perfect. Can't wait for the next training session!," crooned the boy to himself, glee on his face.
" Too bad I shant be there to witness that."
A cry caught in Cloud's throat as he whirled around at the tenor voice, meeting the soft gaze of Sephiroth on him. " Um... General, sir... sorry." Cloud saluted and stood in postition of in stance. " At ease. I don't like formalities. What's your name, soldier?," asked the silver-haired man, hands clasped behind his back. " Cloud Strife, sir."
" ... trainee?"
" Er... yes, sir. I'm trying though, sir. But, my friend Zack is 3rd Class already and this is is fifth week being here. I'm... sorta slow, sir, in the field of fighting, but my studies are great and my Magic uses are top of the classes," rambled the blonde, playing with his fingers. " You're used to a sword, I can tell. When you and your other commrades did the salute form, you didn't know what you were doing. Excellent pracitce with this sword, however...," mused Sephiroth, watching the blonde before him flush a bright red. " T-thank y-y-you, sir!" Loud, rumbling laughter, not of humor, but of amusment rang in his ears.
' He's laughing at me... good move, Strife.'
Sephiroth noticed the crest-fallen look on the young boy's face and patted his shoulder. " Hey, hey! I wasn't making fun of you! You're a good trainee..." Cloud's eyes brightened, the flush brighter and a smile forming on his young face. " Thank you, sir. Ah... would perfer ' Sir' or rather Sephiroth, sir? You don't like formalities," asked Cloud softly, eyes falling to the ground, seeing his footstep in it near Sephiroth's. He was so much bigger than him...
" Sephiroth is just fine. I must go now. It was nice meeting you, Cloud." With that, and a flick of his long, silver hair-
the mighty General went back into the building, leaving a red Cloud, clutching at the Buster Sword like a life-support weight. " He talked to me... oh, gods..." Cloud felt his legs give out and he stumbled into the dust, heart beating rather fastily. " He... TALKED TO ME!!! WOO-HOO!!!" Laying back, the boy breathed in deeply, eyes shinning brightly that before, a stupid grin over his features. A low pressure in his lower parts made shivers go up and down his spine in waves. ' Wonder if I'll see him again?'
**
I sat up in the moonlight, feeling remorse and lonely. Running a hand through my hair, I stood and walked to the window, leaning against the base to the nighttime, stars gleaming against black skyline. That moment was special to me dearly... 1st one, then... something else. I blushed and fingered my cheeks, feeling the hotness. My third moment was meeting Aeris Gainsborough. Such a sister to me... like Yuffie and Tifa. I love all of them...
Tap, tap!
" Come in."
Padded footsteps approached me and the scent of wild fire and wind brushed gainst my nostrils. " What's wrong, Red?," I asked, looking down at the tiger-wolf. His golden eye met my blue ones and he sighed. " Aeris just had a nightmare. She claims that Sephiroth is on the move fast, my friend. He's heading towards the North West, towards the Mount Nibel Mako Reactor..."
My heart froze as well as my blood. " Are you sure."
" Positive."
Wheeee!!! Like?! Okay, I know it was long, but we got to see a young Cloud and Zack! ^___^ Remember, the yaoi WILL come, dear friends. Review are graciously welcomed.
Sakura ^_~
** Next chapter: Cloud and the others travel towards the Reactor, only to find himself remembering himself and Sephiroth during his training days when the two get close. Zack feels something isn't right. Is he losing his friend to Sephiroth?
Angel of the Dark Night
A FF7 fanfic
Chapter One
By: ~*~ MetallicPink Sakura ~*~
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Tetsuya Nomura and SquareSoft Japan. All righties reserved. ^^
Character Pairings: Cloud/Zack?, Cloud/Sephiroth
Genre: romance, angst?, self-pitiment
Rating: PG-13 to R
** Note:** After listlessly playing this game ALL day yesterday and today, and on Saturday and Sunday, I got into my 'yaoi' mode after watching Cloud and Sephiroth's episode in the North Crater and also Cloud finding himself in the Lifestream with Tifa. Sap, I know. Actually, I never Sephiroth died those five years ago because I wasn't there when it happened- my sister was playing while I was at Chorus competition that day and night- or for the fact Cloud lied about his life. *sobs* Curse you gods!!! Anywho, please review kindly at the end, okies? I like reviews just as much as the next person. ^___^ Arigatou!
**
I miss him.
I actually miss him. And that's wrong. So very wrong... whilst I lay here, in the inn in Nibelheim, after finding an ex-Turk in the Shin-Ra mansion named Vincent Valentine, I think about him and why he would come back after all that has occured. Something about... a reunion. What reunion? And what about this Jenova-person? He called ' Mother.' And he said something about the Ancients, the race Aeris is. Is he one? Well, with the strength and Magic his possesses, I would think so.
Arrgg, Goddamnit, get out of my head!!!
I take the pillow from out behind my golden head and slam it on my face, bitting into the cotton fabric, the starchy texture rubbing against my tonuge roughly. " Aah, shit." I spat it out and sighed, letting my arms flail out on the bed, exposing my flesh to the moonlight from outside. I turned to the silver beams, thinking, or rather remiscating about my SOLDIER memories, when I first laid eyes on the tall, admirable person whom I loved to hate-
and fantisize.
/~/~/
" Suck it in, Strife!!!"
" Yes, sir!"
" Comb yer hair! I swear..."
" Sorry, sir."
Zack laughed quietly, his insides cramping from mirth as he watched his friend being bullied by their commanding officer. " You should be more like Zackary, here, Strife. At least his wild tresses are kept in order!," the commander said, swelling with pride at his already 3rd Class SOLDIER. Zack smiled back at the commander and saluted. " Thank you, sir. I shall train the youngster into treating his hair with care- and also to handle his weapon, sir!" Cloud crossed his sapphire eyes at Zack behind the commanders back and waggled his tonuge, making silly faces.
" Well done, Zackary. Meet in the Meeting Hall in thirty minutes for a special assembly. All personel, Turks, and trainees are invited. Tell that to everyone in fifteen minutes, understand?," barked the commander.
" Yes, sir! With honor, sir!"
" Good boy, Zackary."
With that, he left, leaving behind a belly aching, laughing Zack and a aggrivated Cloud. " Zackary indeed. What kind of ridiculous name is that?!!," shrieked the blonde, running both hands through his blonde hair, glancing at the window. " My hair isn't wild..." Zack finished, drying his eyes. " It is- naturally though. You better get ready. It's going to be a good assembly," Zack teased slightly, taking his Buster Sword down from his top bunk and cleaning kit.
" Tell me!," begged Cloud, running to his friend, eyes alighten. Zack's own blue eyes mirrored back into Cloud's, a smile creeping on his tanned face. " I don't know..."
" Please?!?!?!! C'mon, buddy! You can tell me! I promise I won't tell the others!," swore Cloud, sitting down in front of the black-haired boy, giddiment rising in his chest. " All right. Well, someone's coming to tell us about good fighting techniques, how to handle Materia and Magic better, and also to find complete Summons." " Who is it though?," whispered Cloud, leaning in, eyes wide.
" Sephiroth."
BAM!!!
" ... Dude, you didn't have to fall over."
The boy was sitting on his bottom, mouth opened, gaping at Zack. " Really?," he whispered softly. " Really, really," answered Zack, grinning widely.
" Woo- HOOOO!!!"
/~/~/~
Many people filled the Meeting Hall for the assembly to see the Great Sephiroth finally. The stage was lit with dazzling lights and the background held a heavy, dark green drapery, tied back to the sides with gold, plaited ropes, shinning their reflections off the polished wooden stage floor. A podeium with the Shin-Ra logo emblazed on it in the red kanjii with microphones on the top stood in the middle with a row of chairs behind it for the deligates and important commitee personel for the Shin-Ra Inc. Cloud and Zack sat in the middle, eagerly awaiting to see their idol. They stood as the Shin-Ra anthem filled the room from the speakers, all traniees and SOLIDERS saluting to President Shin-Ra, Heidgehigger, Scarlet, Professor Hojo, Palmer, Tseng, the leader of the Turks, and lastly-
Sephiroth.
Cloud drew in a sharp, but quiet intake of breath at the sight of the tall, gracious man that stood out before him in all his glory. Long, silvery, hair fell to his thighs, tall bangs framing his thin, but full face that held wisdom and power beyond anyone's years. His body was built powerfully, encased in black with armored shoulders and a semi-bared chest. What drew Cloud's attention though, was Sephiroth's eyes. They were an odd colour of green, mixed with some blue, like that of the sky and sea. They were narrowed somewhat beautifully and held Magic or knowledge that seemed to burn right into Cloud's skin. The boy was taken away by this man's beauty and immediately felt like he was melting in the seat he sat in. He didn't pay attention to President Shin-Ra or Tseng, but perked up to when Sephiroth was introduced to everyone and a loud, roaring applause echoed in the Meeting Hall. Cloud leaned forward, straining to hear this man speak.
" My fellow commrades in arms..."
' He's an angel...'
' Simply perfect in every way known to man...'
' He is the one.'
Cloud was in dreamland now, smiling to himself secretly about a fantasy that he shouldn't have been thinking of. Right then, when Sephiroth had finished his speech, and the crowd clapped, Sephiroth's gaze landed on a petite-looking trainee, with wild blonde hair that stood out in differnet directions and glazed, sapphire blue eyes that were darkened by... something. He was very handsome, in a shonen sort-of way and was very relaxed with a faint smile playing over his rode-bud shaped lips. Apparently, Sephiroth was taken away by this youthful beauty and gripped the podieum a bit tightly. But, shrugging this off, Sephiroth did a graceful, fluid bow and walked off the stage.
/~/~/~
" Oh, man, oh, man! Wasn't he somethin', Cloud?!," exclaimed Zack later, eating supper in the mess hall. " Yep..." Zack waved a hand in front of his friend's face, the gaze Cloud had on the wall not broken. " Heeeelllloooo! Anyone home? Cloud, come back to the Light Side...," mimicked Zack, snickering in his soup bowl. " Bite me." Sighing, the blonde picked up his spoon and played with his broth, watching it drip back to the salty surface, the colour of gold, almost like piss and it made Cloud sick to the stomach. " Eh, I think I'll skip supper tonight," he said lowly, pushing the metal bowl away. " You skipped it last night, the night before, and the last four nights of last week," Zack said dully, almost caring like, but giving Cloud a refraining look. He didn't like it when Cloud didn't eat. It was unhealthy. " I'll have some apples and bread before bed. Pinky promise," said Cloud assuringly and grasping his friend's pinky and tugging on it.
Zack watched the lithe boy walk out of the mess hall towards the dorms. He sighed and tossed a piece of bread in his mouth, thinking about what to do with a friend like Cloud.
/~/~/~
" ... left side, raise- swing, right footback, swing...," Cloud mused to himself, balancing the Buster Sword of Zack's in his hands, remembering the steps of attacking. " Damnit... what was the other one?," asked Cloud to himself, upset at forgetting. He sat on the ground of the outside gym like a confused little kid, arms and shoulders slooped and legs out before him, mussed up and covered in dust. " Ah! Jab and swing upward! Thank you, gods!" Cloud jumped up and smiled, finishing the attack moves. Pushing his sword into the invisible person and jerking it up, Cloud twisted and landed downward, crouched in the dust. " Perfect. Can't wait for the next training session!," crooned the boy to himself, glee on his face.
" Too bad I shant be there to witness that."
A cry caught in Cloud's throat as he whirled around at the tenor voice, meeting the soft gaze of Sephiroth on him. " Um... General, sir... sorry." Cloud saluted and stood in postition of in stance. " At ease. I don't like formalities. What's your name, soldier?," asked the silver-haired man, hands clasped behind his back. " Cloud Strife, sir."
" ... trainee?"
" Er... yes, sir. I'm trying though, sir. But, my friend Zack is 3rd Class already and this is is fifth week being here. I'm... sorta slow, sir, in the field of fighting, but my studies are great and my Magic uses are top of the classes," rambled the blonde, playing with his fingers. " You're used to a sword, I can tell. When you and your other commrades did the salute form, you didn't know what you were doing. Excellent pracitce with this sword, however...," mused Sephiroth, watching the blonde before him flush a bright red. " T-thank y-y-you, sir!" Loud, rumbling laughter, not of humor, but of amusment rang in his ears.
' He's laughing at me... good move, Strife.'
Sephiroth noticed the crest-fallen look on the young boy's face and patted his shoulder. " Hey, hey! I wasn't making fun of you! You're a good trainee..." Cloud's eyes brightened, the flush brighter and a smile forming on his young face. " Thank you, sir. Ah... would perfer ' Sir' or rather Sephiroth, sir? You don't like formalities," asked Cloud softly, eyes falling to the ground, seeing his footstep in it near Sephiroth's. He was so much bigger than him...
" Sephiroth is just fine. I must go now. It was nice meeting you, Cloud." With that, and a flick of his long, silver hair-
the mighty General went back into the building, leaving a red Cloud, clutching at the Buster Sword like a life-support weight. " He talked to me... oh, gods..." Cloud felt his legs give out and he stumbled into the dust, heart beating rather fastily. " He... TALKED TO ME!!! WOO-HOO!!!" Laying back, the boy breathed in deeply, eyes shinning brightly that before, a stupid grin over his features. A low pressure in his lower parts made shivers go up and down his spine in waves. ' Wonder if I'll see him again?'
**
I sat up in the moonlight, feeling remorse and lonely. Running a hand through my hair, I stood and walked to the window, leaning against the base to the nighttime, stars gleaming against black skyline. That moment was special to me dearly... 1st one, then... something else. I blushed and fingered my cheeks, feeling the hotness. My third moment was meeting Aeris Gainsborough. Such a sister to me... like Yuffie and Tifa. I love all of them...
Tap, tap!
" Come in."
Padded footsteps approached me and the scent of wild fire and wind brushed gainst my nostrils. " What's wrong, Red?," I asked, looking down at the tiger-wolf. His golden eye met my blue ones and he sighed. " Aeris just had a nightmare. She claims that Sephiroth is on the move fast, my friend. He's heading towards the North West, towards the Mount Nibel Mako Reactor..."
My heart froze as well as my blood. " Are you sure."
" Positive."
Wheeee!!! Like?! Okay, I know it was long, but we got to see a young Cloud and Zack! ^___^ Remember, the yaoi WILL come, dear friends. Review are graciously welcomed.
Sakura ^_~
** Next chapter: Cloud and the others travel towards the Reactor, only to find himself remembering himself and Sephiroth during his training days when the two get close. Zack feels something isn't right. Is he losing his friend to Sephiroth?