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'Twas a drabble from a long time ago. Just posting for the lulz. orz

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All knew the timid blond. Almost all of those who knew the blond knew not to piss him off.

To the extreme.

Unfortunately, that 'almost' is direly important, for 'one' of those who had knowledge not to piss the blond still did so. Many racked their brains for an answer: is the man just that brave to confront the icy cold glare head-on, or if he was just plain suicidal.

Of course, another question that had many going to the infirmary was that said 'one' is still living even though the list of the things he did were a hundred percent sure of getting him in a dead-alive-dead situation for a million times already.

"Hey hey, blondie! Watcha eating?"

Cloud's eyebrow twitched, grip on the sandwich tightening. "Zack," he acknowledged with a brief glance.

Zack sat beside him, ever grinning. "Soooo, what's up with your life, buddy?"

The blonde shrugged, taking another bite from his sandwich. This elicited a frown from Zack, though it was quickly replaced by a sly grin as he slid closer, his arm coming up to Cloud's shoulder and pulled the younger one closer.

Whispering to his ear, Zack said, "Heard you're still, y'know. Wanna hit the bars?"

A loud smack echoed throughout the cafeteria, followed by a groan, then the door slamming.

Nursing his cheek, Zack grinned. "Damn. Love hurts, huh."

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