A/n: Hi! This is my first story ever... nenene... It's quite... strange,
you know, Cloud working in a gay bar... but I quite like it. Of course I
don't belong Final Fantasy 7&8, and I don't make money out of it, etcetc.
In fact, I didn't even play FF7, only FF8 ne^^ Ah, and one more thing: it's
for Shinigami Fujimiya-Maxwell for being my best friend and pushing me to
write this. Hey, Shinshin! That's for you! (waves her hands at Shinshin-
chan^^)
Cloudy Sky - part one
Cloud gasped in horror when Tifa handed him a red dress with small, yellow flowers on it. He couldn't believe what they've wanted from him! He had enough of being an I'll-do-everything-you-want-me-to, he wanted to escape! Never was he going to wear that dress... any dress... EVER! But then, they pleaded so nicely...
'Why me?' he asked, but he knew he already lost the game. 'Why can't you do it, Tifa? I don't say Barret would... but ME?'
'Cloud. You. Are. Childish,' Tifa said and Barret smiled sheepishly. 'Do us a favour... I know you don't like it, we either. And I can't as you know fair well, because I'm pregnant and Barret hun wouldn't fit to this role as well as you do!'
'So I'll get a job in that cafe and WHAT?' Cloud yelled and Barret patted his shoulder.
'Don't argue with her... while pregnant she's dangerous...' and he sighed.
'You're right honey. Now, Cloud - it's not only about that freakin' job! You need to be the spy for us! You know what they say, with Sephiroth and so on...' Tifa exclaimed and Cloud knew he was helpless.
'But I could also spy as a man!' Cloud snapped and Tifa smiled.
'But you couldn't seduce Sephiroth as a man.'
'What???'
'Oh, didn't Barret tell you? Your aim is to actually seduce Sephiroth and then we can blackmail him with the photos we'll make. We have one of our people there, he would do the pictures,' Tifa said calmly. There came a loud noise... it was Cloud, fainting and hitting the floor.
* * *
'What sins I had to commit to deserve this?...' Cloud sighed, sitting in an office in a small gay bar somewhere in USA. He really hated Tifa sometimes - the first time was when she had cheated on him, the next, when she married Barret, and the third was now. Cloud felt so stupid in this awful dress, with artificial tits and with makeup. He was waiting for the owner to come and test him - if he could work there or not. And to be honest, Cloud hoped he would fail the test... The owner came in. He was a nice guy, somewhere in his mid-fourties - that was what Cloud got to know from Tifa, he didn't know that himself, and it was hard to believe - and he was really kind. His name was Laguna Loire or something like that. He smiled at Cloud.
'So, what is your name?'
'Cloud...ine Strife,' Cloud said, his voice trembling just for a while.
'Well, Cloudine... you are indeed very well-qualified for this job... experience, skills... you say you can talk with people... But I cannot give you this job.'
At first, Cloud wanted to dance of joy. But then he felt strange. Hey, why did this guy refuse to give me this job???
'Why, Mr Loire?' he asked, trying to sound depressed.
'Because it's gay bar here and you are female. You don't fit,' Laguna aswered calmly, apologising.
'Ha! Not that quick!' Cloud exclaimed in a very manly voice. He smirked. 'Acualli'm a man!' He took off the dress and threw out the artificial breasts. Laguna looked at him with slight shock. Then, he smiled.
'You're a boy. Well, and you can act very well... so, you can start since now,' he said and left Cloud in the office with a pile of clothing. So, Cloud got the job... as a waitress... no, wait: a waiter - at the gay bar called "Lunatic Pandora". And he was cursing that his stupidness led him to something like this... He sighed and wore the clothes he was given: a small, pink top with the bar's logo on it and black shorts; and also garters, stockings and high-heeled boots reaching his knees. He looked in the mirror and gasped in shock. With the make-up he had he looked like a common slut. And it wasn't very good... He changed the makeup immediately and went out from the office to find Mr Loire. He found him quickly and Mr Loire looked at him approvingly. He smiled.
'You look good, Cloud. Come on, I'll show you where is the main room you're working at,' he said and took Cloud to a big, crowded place. There were only men there, and two more waiters like Cloud. But Cloud noticed they were looking very better than he was, their moves so beautiful as if they were... swimming in between the men. They didn't mind being commented and Cloud felt their gaze upon himself... it was like he was being checked. And he wasn't sure he's past this test...
* * *
It was terrible. Men touching him, clapping his ass and shouting naughty comments at him. Cloud was blushing all the time and had nobody who culd help him. Once or twice he saw a guy about his age with dark hair and dark eyes, looking at him and observing him. But the guy wasn't his knight on a white horse, quite the opposite - he didn't come to help poor Cloud... and was lauging his mind out. Cloud growled and promised himself that he'd tell Tifa and barret what he thinks of them - and he'd do it this evening.
* * *
Tifa looked at her husband who sighed once again. She asked:
'What is it?'
'I'm worried. Cloud is there all alone and in a gay bar, too... what if they found out he was a boy and hurt him?' Barret asked unsurely.
'Don't worry, he's a strong boy,' Tifa ensured him. 'Better worry about our aim.'
'Why do you want to blackmail that Sephiroth guy?' Barret asked again.
'Because he's rich and we're not. And I would say he's a bit out of line, but you know... that doesn't matter. We send him the pictures and he pays and we're going to Costa del Sol for the rest of our lifes!' Tifa exclaimed, smiling dreamily. 'And our child will never need to cry... kiddy will have anything kiddy desires!'
'Eh... you are crazy. What if that Sephiroth guy doesn't pay?' Barret still had objections.
'As you know, he's quite known in our town. We'll give the photos to a newspaper, I already have some offers,' Tifa was ready for anything to achieve succes and money.
'Oh my...'
'I'm back!' came a tired voice from the door. In a minute, Cloud was in the room, rubbing his butt.
'You wouldn't believe if I told you how men like squeezing other men's butt...' he sighed.
'What? So you aren't working as a woman?' Tifa asked surprised.
'Mr Loire didn't want to take me to work for him, so had to reveal my true self,' Cloud answered and laughed bitterly. 'You know, I hate you both.'
TBC...
Cloudy Sky - part one
Cloud gasped in horror when Tifa handed him a red dress with small, yellow flowers on it. He couldn't believe what they've wanted from him! He had enough of being an I'll-do-everything-you-want-me-to, he wanted to escape! Never was he going to wear that dress... any dress... EVER! But then, they pleaded so nicely...
'Why me?' he asked, but he knew he already lost the game. 'Why can't you do it, Tifa? I don't say Barret would... but ME?'
'Cloud. You. Are. Childish,' Tifa said and Barret smiled sheepishly. 'Do us a favour... I know you don't like it, we either. And I can't as you know fair well, because I'm pregnant and Barret hun wouldn't fit to this role as well as you do!'
'So I'll get a job in that cafe and WHAT?' Cloud yelled and Barret patted his shoulder.
'Don't argue with her... while pregnant she's dangerous...' and he sighed.
'You're right honey. Now, Cloud - it's not only about that freakin' job! You need to be the spy for us! You know what they say, with Sephiroth and so on...' Tifa exclaimed and Cloud knew he was helpless.
'But I could also spy as a man!' Cloud snapped and Tifa smiled.
'But you couldn't seduce Sephiroth as a man.'
'What???'
'Oh, didn't Barret tell you? Your aim is to actually seduce Sephiroth and then we can blackmail him with the photos we'll make. We have one of our people there, he would do the pictures,' Tifa said calmly. There came a loud noise... it was Cloud, fainting and hitting the floor.
* * *
'What sins I had to commit to deserve this?...' Cloud sighed, sitting in an office in a small gay bar somewhere in USA. He really hated Tifa sometimes - the first time was when she had cheated on him, the next, when she married Barret, and the third was now. Cloud felt so stupid in this awful dress, with artificial tits and with makeup. He was waiting for the owner to come and test him - if he could work there or not. And to be honest, Cloud hoped he would fail the test... The owner came in. He was a nice guy, somewhere in his mid-fourties - that was what Cloud got to know from Tifa, he didn't know that himself, and it was hard to believe - and he was really kind. His name was Laguna Loire or something like that. He smiled at Cloud.
'So, what is your name?'
'Cloud...ine Strife,' Cloud said, his voice trembling just for a while.
'Well, Cloudine... you are indeed very well-qualified for this job... experience, skills... you say you can talk with people... But I cannot give you this job.'
At first, Cloud wanted to dance of joy. But then he felt strange. Hey, why did this guy refuse to give me this job???
'Why, Mr Loire?' he asked, trying to sound depressed.
'Because it's gay bar here and you are female. You don't fit,' Laguna aswered calmly, apologising.
'Ha! Not that quick!' Cloud exclaimed in a very manly voice. He smirked. 'Acualli'm a man!' He took off the dress and threw out the artificial breasts. Laguna looked at him with slight shock. Then, he smiled.
'You're a boy. Well, and you can act very well... so, you can start since now,' he said and left Cloud in the office with a pile of clothing. So, Cloud got the job... as a waitress... no, wait: a waiter - at the gay bar called "Lunatic Pandora". And he was cursing that his stupidness led him to something like this... He sighed and wore the clothes he was given: a small, pink top with the bar's logo on it and black shorts; and also garters, stockings and high-heeled boots reaching his knees. He looked in the mirror and gasped in shock. With the make-up he had he looked like a common slut. And it wasn't very good... He changed the makeup immediately and went out from the office to find Mr Loire. He found him quickly and Mr Loire looked at him approvingly. He smiled.
'You look good, Cloud. Come on, I'll show you where is the main room you're working at,' he said and took Cloud to a big, crowded place. There were only men there, and two more waiters like Cloud. But Cloud noticed they were looking very better than he was, their moves so beautiful as if they were... swimming in between the men. They didn't mind being commented and Cloud felt their gaze upon himself... it was like he was being checked. And he wasn't sure he's past this test...
* * *
It was terrible. Men touching him, clapping his ass and shouting naughty comments at him. Cloud was blushing all the time and had nobody who culd help him. Once or twice he saw a guy about his age with dark hair and dark eyes, looking at him and observing him. But the guy wasn't his knight on a white horse, quite the opposite - he didn't come to help poor Cloud... and was lauging his mind out. Cloud growled and promised himself that he'd tell Tifa and barret what he thinks of them - and he'd do it this evening.
* * *
Tifa looked at her husband who sighed once again. She asked:
'What is it?'
'I'm worried. Cloud is there all alone and in a gay bar, too... what if they found out he was a boy and hurt him?' Barret asked unsurely.
'Don't worry, he's a strong boy,' Tifa ensured him. 'Better worry about our aim.'
'Why do you want to blackmail that Sephiroth guy?' Barret asked again.
'Because he's rich and we're not. And I would say he's a bit out of line, but you know... that doesn't matter. We send him the pictures and he pays and we're going to Costa del Sol for the rest of our lifes!' Tifa exclaimed, smiling dreamily. 'And our child will never need to cry... kiddy will have anything kiddy desires!'
'Eh... you are crazy. What if that Sephiroth guy doesn't pay?' Barret still had objections.
'As you know, he's quite known in our town. We'll give the photos to a newspaper, I already have some offers,' Tifa was ready for anything to achieve succes and money.
'Oh my...'
'I'm back!' came a tired voice from the door. In a minute, Cloud was in the room, rubbing his butt.
'You wouldn't believe if I told you how men like squeezing other men's butt...' he sighed.
'What? So you aren't working as a woman?' Tifa asked surprised.
'Mr Loire didn't want to take me to work for him, so had to reveal my true self,' Cloud answered and laughed bitterly. 'You know, I hate you both.'
TBC...