Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy characters or places. I also do not own Bleach characters or places. I do own my Substitute Soul Reaper Takeshi.
A/N This is my first fanfic ever…please no flames…
Clouds Never Look the Same
His music was blaring loudly. The hood he wore hid his face. Slung over his back was a katana in its shiny black sheath. His jeans flapped slightly in the small breeze.
The lone swords man stood looking at the road in front of him. He sighed and took out the earbuds. It helped having two sets of ears. He removed his hood and two fox ears popped out of his hair. His ears twitched and his eyes snapped to a single tree to the right of him. He vanished leaving an afterimage. The tree which he shot a look to slid vertically down bouncing off the ground and fall sideways onto the road making a crash that sounded like thunder.
The swordsman reappeared on the road, blood soaking the shiny metal of his katana. An afterimage formed behind the swordsman in which a cough was audible and a thud. The ground soaked in blood from his fallen enemy who lay in a crumpled heap.
The swordsman replaced his hood, ears vanishing underneath it. His blue-brown eyes looked down at the corpse at his feet. Being the looter he was he searched the corpse's pockets, disappointingly finding nothing.
"Damn, another copy." He said quietly to himself.
The copy, sporting spiky blonde hair looked exactly like his friends friend. Shattering the silence suddenly his phone rang. There was a loud voice on the other side of the line.
"No, I haven't found him yet, Yuf-
More yelling and then silence for a second as a beautiful and very feminine voice took over.
"I'll look for him until I find him," He said, "Tif, I'm gonna go, I have work to do."
There was a grumble and a good-bye from the person and then silence.
"I will bring him back." He said again in a reassuring tone and then clicked the phone shut. The old city of Midgar loomed over him, the monumental Shin-Ra building still still stood even after its destruction four years prior.
"I will find you, and bring you back." The Swordsman said, vanishing from sight leaving an afterimage.