Forgotten Encounter

PROLOGUE

The young teenage boy was running late. The wind was strong, breezing through his spiky blond hair. He wore a dress shirt and black shorts that just pass his knees and he wore dress shoes with long socks but not too long. He carried a viola case on his back and was running as fast as he could to his middle school. Everything around him was eerie, of course it would be, it was a quarter after six in fall. The boy glanced at his wrist watch and cursed under his breath. 'I've got to make it on time or I won't even get a minute to practice before the concert!'

The boy started to feel relief when his school came into view, when suddenly a group of dark figures came out of nowhere and blocked his path. The blond came to a halt, trying to catch his breath. He felt fear but mostly confusion on what was going on. There were three men blocking his path, they all had creepy smiles on their faces.

"C-can I help you?" The boy asked out of fear but was still polite. The man in the middle (assuming to be the leader of the group) started to speak.

"That's a nice lookin' case ya' got there, what instrument is it?"

"A-a viola…" he started getting a bad feeling about all this. Of course he already had a bad feeling to begin with but whatever.

"Oooh…" The man cooed, trying to sound interested. "Can I see it?" The boy took a step back, his emerald eyes showing uncertainty. "I-I'm running late…please, I gotta go…!" He said while trying to run around them, but a hand reached out, grabbing a hold of the straps to his case, yanking him back, causing him to lose his footing, and falling to the ground. The boy made a squeal at first then'oof' when he hit the hard concrete.

"P-please I-I-"

"You're a rich boy. I bet your parents give you a reasonable allowance."

"N-n-n-no! I-I-" The boy was kicked in the stomach, causing him to lose his breath.

"Give it up, kid. NOW!" The leader demanded. What was the boy to do? He didn't have any money!

"Oi!" called out a new voice. The three men looked in the direction of the voice and found another kid around the blonde victim's age.

"Beat it, kid!" one of the thugs yelled.

The raven haired boy snickered and his bright, mako blue eyes shined with excitement.

"Nah, I think I'll stick around." He started to crack his knuckles and his neck "It's been a while since I had a good fight and I need to blow off some steam." The three men laughed. "Ahaha! Alright, kid, I guess I'll have to beat some sense into you." The blonde was scared to see what was going to happen to the other boy.

Everything happened so fast once one of the thugs charged at the raven boy and before he knew it, all three men were lying on the ground unconscious. The blonde boy looked up to see the raven haired boy walking towards him. He held out his hand which made the blonde flinch.

"It's okay, I'm not the bad guy here…"

…The last thing, Cloud Strife could remember where those bright, blue eyes… Then…He woke up…

~Chapter 1~

Cloud had woken up on a Monday morning and had once again, before his alarm clock. His eyes blinked open and took in his bedroom. The white walls had metals and trophies from wining 1st and 2nd places in martial arts competitions. He lay in bed for a few minutes before he sighed and got up for a 'wonderful' day of school.

Cloud was 18 years old and was already living alone in his apartment. He paid for the bills with his two part time jobs. His parents always bugged him on "Oh don't worry son, we will pay for it!" or "It's too dangerous to work at a place like that!" but he already knew and had no worries about it. He wanted to prove that he doesn't need to rely on his rich parents to get by.

He was ready and dressed in his school uniform for the day. Cloud was walking to the train station while adjusting his black sweater vest, and then his half moon shaped glasses (He did use contacts but only for work). He was suppose to wear a black tie along with his uniform but never wore it because he felt like he was being choked to death.

The blond got to the train station on time and took a seat in the not so crowded train. Once the train finally took off, Cloud began to notice how most people on the train had a friend or someone to talk to. He also noticed that he never spoke; he only speaks when it's absolutely necessary, like when he's at work or when a teacher calls on him in class. Cloud didn't even have friends to talk to, he only had himself and he would like to keep it that way even though he did feel lonely at times 'but I don't have time for any of that so get over I, Cloud…'

The train had finally stopped at his destination. He waited till the big crowds of people got off before he did, Cloud was a cautious boy and didn't like being in big crowds. Cloud exited the subway station and made his way u the hill that leads to his high school.

Zack had ran out of the train before the doors closed. He had fallen asleep on it and was now running late for his first day of school. He started running up the hill and wasn't really watching where he was going, so you can see why he would run into someone and knocking them both down. "Ah!" The boy yelped when Zack went crashing on him. "Holy shit, man! I'm so sorry!" Zack apologized over and over to the blond boy and he look notice to his angelic features, he was beautiful.

"Just shut up and get off me!" The angelic boy yelled, well his face was angelic anyway. Zack looked confused at first but then realized that he was still on top of the poor boy. He jumped off, examined him while the blonde picked up his book that he dropped. He had a scowl on his face and his Santa Clause glasses made him look even angrier, but he was still beautiful in Zack's eyes. Zack held out his hand for the Angel Face but he smacked it away. He got rejected? Impossible!

"U-um I'm sorry, Ange- I-I mean-"

"I'm going to be late now because of you..." He growled at him then started jogging up the hill.

Zack watched the Angel Face run up the hill until he couldn't see him anymore. He didn't know what to think, but something felt familiar and whatever it was….he liked it! A big grin spread across his face but quickly fell when the school bell rang.

"SHIT!"