Disclaimer: Dissidia and its characters belongs to Square-Enix. I am not making any profit of this, is just for fun.
I. AM. STRAIGHT!
Cloud paled visibly when he saw the new goods that were selling at the shop. The blonde wig, the silk dress, the sexy cologne… Gods even the member card!
Along with the memories of Sephiroth, the ones of the wall market were memories that he rather forget.
Well, as long as he didn't mention anything about it, his masculine proud will be fine, right?
Then, shit happens. He should have gone alone, just like Squall, but no… He came with Terra!
It surely must have been his bad luck day, or better say, sales day. That day the shopkeeper was in a great mood and he attended the lady formidably. Apparently, those "exotic" objects were a pack and the shopkeeper offered them to Terra, trying to convince her how lovely she looked in the dress, how alluring the cologne was… In the end, he practically sold the pack dirt cheap. Cloud make a pray to whoever deity listening to prevent his little secret from being revealed.
Once out of the shop Terra said:
-I don't know why I really bought these. They are weaker than the equipment I'm wearing right now. So Cloud…
The blonde male froze when he heard his name.
-…What about going to the item keeper to hang on this? I don't want to carry it around.
Cloud almost sighted with relieve.
-Do as you want. -He responsed.
Shortly, after the pair of blondes left the item keep store, another odd couple appeared.
They and other Chaos' warriors had discovered that the staff in the store didn't mind lending the objects they were keeping, as long as the items were given back when asked for it. That was the reason some of the heroes were musing whether he has seen that weapon before.
-See? You're lucky to be with me, I know when the Cosmos' warriors come here to leave the equipment. –An effeminate young man, declared.
-Bwihihi, that's why you are with me… for my cunning ideas!
Kuja was about to snarl a venous reply when Kefka fluttered right in front of his face some kind of card.
-Incredible! Can you believe THIS can be used as a weapon!?
-Oh, very typical of you to use anything weird as a weapon…
-Have you noticed? It's part of a whole pack! –Giggled the crazy clown.
Kuja eyed the rest of the stuff.
Sure, Cloud of Darkness could wear this silk dress, and wear something by the matter. The cologne was intense enough to know him down, and he was convinced Ultimecia would scratch to get her hands on it.
Kefka in that moment was wearing the blonde wig with an idiotic smile on his face. He directed his attention to Kuja and said:
-Hey, why don't you try the dress on? You kind of like these things, right?
Kuja answered with sluggish voice.
-No, I am not.
-Eh? –The clown raised an eyebrow.
-What I seek wearing this attire is enlighten my natural beauty, Not. Look. Like. A woman! –The silver haired raised his voice.
-Well, you look girly enough. Actually, I thought you were into men!
Kuja was so furious he would go into trance…
-Listen Mr. Fashionless, because I'm going to tell you once only. –Kuja then yelled at the top of his lungs: -I AM STRAIGHT!