A/N: Once again, out of my utter stupidity, I started a new fanfic. How stupid of me. Anyhoo, this is the long talked about sequel to a certain fic that I actually finished. 'Twas called "Sephiroth and the Masamune." A few characters will be re-addressed (of course Sephiroth will!) and a whole new story-line... thingie... Anyhoo, as you have read in the summary, or looked at the title. This time, it's about Zack. Yes, I have many torturous ideas now that he's actually rooming with me inside my head. It's a very large place, considering how big of a dunce I am, XP.
Prologue
Zack sat on the bench, laying back on his Buster sword. It was nice to get out of the ShinRa building and out in the open air. Well ...that is... if you considered Midgar air to be open. As he leaned back, he spotted a few grunts. They were carelessly talking about random things.
"Must be nice..." mumbled Zack as he stretched himself out, nearly falling off the bench. No one knew him as a general. "Damn those stereo-types..." Zack grumbled. If you couldn't figure it out already, Zack liked to talk himself. Well... that is until a certain blonde-headed grunt came over.
"Hello..." said the boy sheepishly. Zack nodded in return, still somewhat lost in his own mind... like many people I know. "I was wondering..." he said softly. Zack crackled an eye open to see the blonde, the figure was almost that of a woman. He was just about to lunge himself at the blonde, when he realized that no women in her right mind would join the ShinRa army.
"Yes..." Zack was now sitting up and interested. Also rolling his hands in motion to tell the grunt to speed up.
"Well could yo-"the blonde was rudely interrupted by a clothed in leather, a large sword at his side, and long silvery flowing hair... must resist urge to drool....
"Zackary." the man said firmly. Zack glared at the man, a fun little twitch creeping into the bottom of his left eye.
"Yes?" he said through clenched teeth. The man handed Zack a journal. "What the hell is this, Seph?!" he cried, startling the blonde and small group of grunts.
"Ask Hojo." Zack blinked, the jumped off the bench and ran for the entrance of the park.
"You'll never take me alive!!" he cried, shaking his fist with his head turned towards 'Seph.' Unfortunately, being the big idiot that he is, he tripped and fell on a skipping stone and rammed face-first into the wall beside the entrance. Slowly, he slid down, as Sephiroth shook his head.
"Stop doing that. Someone's bound to realize that you keep making all the drool marks inside the halls." Zack just grunted from the ground in response.
Disclaimer: Do not-eth own ShinRa, the Buster sword, Zack, the SinRa grunts, or Sephiroth... but I wilst own him one day! Muahahahahaha!
A/N: Yes, surprisingly I have to thank someone. I thank you Labrat-seph! For shipping me Zack! Heh, but I must say that this is a prologue and then I'll get better chappies up later.... only if people review. So, review please!!!