Fantastic Baby

A Final Fantasy VII Neko Fanfic

Author's note: I made up a holiday since they don't elaborate on them in the game or movie. Happy Hiyokuna Day! (Hiyokuna means fertile in Japanese) This is Happy Fertility Day in my story on January 2, when Neko's of age (16 through 18) are gathered to meet the man or woman their parents found for them. After 18 if the parents can't find a partner, their child has to go find their own. Cross breeding does happen.

Yaoi!

If you don't like it, stop reading here.

Summary: Arranged marriages were tricky. Especially when your fiancé was expecting you to be a woman.

Chapter 1

Lights flashed and music blared, his attention grabbed everywhere as he parted his lips in awe.

So this was Hiyokuna Day.

Cloud's eyes were drawn to a large building, his stomach twisting slightly.

That was where his fiancé waited.

Cloud looked to his mother who was talking to another woman, her usually cautious eyes finally carefree. Cloud liked how she looked when she wasn't constantly worrying about his wellbeing. He looked to the humans who passed by, completely unaware of the demons that surrounded them. To them, this festival day was what Shinra Company made up to lift spirits during the war. Cloud's spirit was lifted; it wasn't every day a regular demon was paired with a soldier.

But a foreigner?

Cloud sighed softly, rubbing his stomach that growled with hunger. He looked up when he heard his name called, his mood brightening when he saw Zack. He looked back to his mother, slowly sinking away into the crowd while she was distracted. Zack grabbed his hand, pulling him through the crowd of people. A few demons looked at the odd human demon couple, but Cloud knew he could never admire Zack like that.

Zack was like family.

When they cleared the crowd, Cloud was barely out of breath while Zack panted from the long run. Cloud rested against a wall anyway, closing his eyes as he breathed in the polluted air of Midgar. It was kind of stifling being so close to the main source of all the pollution, but Cloud didn't mind. It was better than a middle of nowhere place.

"There's more people this year," Zack spoke, his enhanced body quickly recuperating from the run. Cloud looked to his friend Zack, his uniform hidden just beneath his jacket. Cloud had wished he could have been a soldier. He knew of a few demons that managed to do so, but they were all bigger than him. He was meant to stay at home, his mother had said.

He needed to be the perfect uke.

Cloud sighed again, hoping his fiancé wasn't as strict as her.

"So who is your fiancé?" Zack asked, knowing of Cloud's secret. He was a special case, able to tell demons from humans because he could see their aura. Cloud's was supposedly red, meaning he was to be a carrier, not a bearer. In short, he wasn't a very strong demon. The stronger ones had a darker aura. And the dominants aura could basically suffocate a human from its power if not restrained.

"I don't know. He is supposed to be a soldier, like you," Cloud told him, Zack's eyes brightening. He put a finger to his chin, seeming to think hard of whom it could be.

"Mark?"

"I don't know."

"Stephen?"

"Zack I don't know."

"James?"

"I don't know his name!"

Zack raised his hands in a defensive stance from Cloud's irritated growl, turning away and looking to the large building that had become his home. Cloud watched him silently, Zack seeming lost deep in thought. Cloud closed his eyes once again, the silence welcome.

He hoped his fiancé's name wasn't Stephen.

"This curiosity is killing me," Zack sighed, wanting to know just as bad as Cloud who this man was. Cloud jumped when he was grabbed, his mother standing next to him.

"What did I tell you about leaving my side? You already know it's not safe to wander around at this time." Cloud's ears twitched, having come out from his sudden bought of guilt. Zack turned around, waving to his mother who gave him a cautious look.

She didn't like him or his ability.

"Hi Ms. Strife!" Zack greeted enthusiastically, Cloud's mother looking him up and down with a calculating gaze.

"Hello."

Cloud cleared his throat, reminding his mother that she still had a hold on him. She didn't let him got though, gently guiding him to the building. Zack waved, signaling to Cloud that he would wait in the building. Cloud nodded, following his mother obediently as she pushed through the crowd. Cloud eyed the food stands, his stomach growling again in need.

He tried to pull her that way but she wasn't having it. Cloud was basically dragged to the building, the doors opened by a man who allowed them in first, Cloud able to see his wolf ears. Their eyes only met for a second before the man was off. Cloud straightened up, walking next to his mother instead of behind her. He looked around the large lobby, the building less packed then outside. Cloud's mother went to the front desk, talking silently with the receptionist. She was given a card that had a name written on it, Cloud dragged to the elevator next.

Once inside, they were alone.

"Are you afraid?" His mother asked, Cloud shaking his head. He wasn't against marrying a man; he just wished his mother hadn't found one so quickly. He had just turned sixteen last august.

"He's older than you. You need that, he'll have more experience." Cloud slit his eyes to her, wondering what she meant by experience. She had always been worried about his love life; having thought Zack was trying to claim him. Cloud quickly shot down her worries about his friend, but it only led to her trying to find him a fiancé.

"He's had no previous marriages, so I think you'll both learn from each other."

There was no mistaking what she meant by that.

"Mom, please don't bring that up," Cloud sighed, not wanting to hear this lecture again. He looked to the numbers on the wall, number 60 shining brightly. This was his second time here, but being above level three had never happened.

"He's a heavy seed. He might be aggressive but I am sure he will treat you well in bed." Cloud's entire face burned, his ears appearing from his embarrassment. Nobody could see them besides other demons, but even so they stubbornly popped from his stubborn spikes when his emotions ran rampant. It was awkward sometimes, but it did help demons profile each other.

When the doors opened, a few people stood in a room, a mix of female and male demons that were meeting their fiancés for the first time. Cloud shrunk into himself slightly, looking around to see if he recognized anybody.

Surprisingly, Kunzel the fox demon was being married to a slightly heavyset fox demoness with red hair.

She had a cute face at least.

His mother led him to a separate room, Cloud instantly drawn to the cooked fish that sat on a plate in the middle of the room. It was salmon too, his favorite. He picked up one with his claws, his ears and tail out for every one to see as he basked in the pleasure of fish.

"Cloud, your fiancé will be here any minute. Stop eating." Cloud looked to her, munching slowly on the fish to show he wasn't giving it up anytime soon. She frowned, looking to the Shinra Logo on the wall.

"Your breath is going to smell like fish."

Cloud shrugged, taking the fish out of his mouth long enough that he could talk.

"If he doesn't like my fish breath, than he shouldn't have agreed to this." His mother was about to reply but the door opened, Cloud putting the fish back in his mouth as he tried to eat it a little bit faster. It was just too good though to not savor.

An old man walked into the room, Cloud knowing it wasn't his fiancé because he was too old to reproduce. Cloud turned away, reaching for another fish.

"I was aware of your fish breath." Cloud froze, his fingers inches away from the fish. That voice was deep and intimidating, no innocence or gentleness in it. Cloud felt every hair on his body stand up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he contemplated what type of mad man his mother had chosen for him. He turned around, sky blue eyes meeting jade. Two pairs of slitted pupils narrowed.

A dragon demon!

Cloud tried very hard not to choke on his fish but failed, his mother standing up to pat his back. Cloud dropped his fish, the wet smack it made when it hit the ground bringing sadness to Cloud's heart.

A good fish put to waste.

"A dragon!" Cloud finally spat out, his mother frowning at his obvious disrespect to his fiancé. Cloud didn't care though, panting as he tried to catch his breath from nearly dying from his favorite food.

"Cloud, don't be rude. He is a perfect match," his mother whispered, Cloud looking back to his fiancé like he had two heads. The man was the complete opposite of him. While Cloud was claimed to be small and cute, this man was large and intimidating. His eyes held no emotions and his lips were pulled into a straight line. His long mane was metallic silver, his skin as pale as ice.

An ice dragon.

His mother had chosen an ice dragon to be his fiancé.

Cloud was nearly scared shitless of his aura, and it was mostly restrained. What type of man had an aura that strong and heavy?!

"Besides, he's a general. You will be promised a good life Cloud. And not only that, he chose you out of ten other girls. Give him a chance Cloud." Cloud's pride was hit hard. Out of ten girls, he had been the only boy.

And he had been picked.

Cloud felt his mental image of himself break.

Did he really look like a girl?

"My son has a good eye." Cloud looked to the old man by his fiancé, the old man looking over his body. Cloud hissed at him, not liking the looks he was being given. Neko's never liked to be looked at for long periods of time, or in a sexual manner from a stranger. His mother stepped in front of him, shielding him some from the old man's eyes.

"Hojo, must I remind you to keep your eyes on the ground?" The old man snorted, his eyes moving from Cloud to his mother. Cloud quickly turned and grabbed another fish, the other put to waste. He took a big bite out of it, sighing softly as his mother gave a lecture on not ogling another's promised one. Cloud ate the fish slowly as his mothers lecture stretched, slowly starting to step away from her and to the door he had entered from.

"Cloud Strife leave this room and I will have your tail as a souvenir." Cloud froze, hiding his tail behind him. He loved his tail; the last thing he wanted was for it to be cut off.

"Now Hojo, I think we should give these two some time to speak alone." The old man nodded, giving Cloud one final look before leaving with his mother. Cloud sighed, looking to his fiancé with a frown.

"What's your name?" Cloud asked once the door closed, his fiancé's blank expression not shifting as he spoke.

"Sephiroth Crescent." Cloud nodded, finishing off his fish. He didn't really want to get to know this man, not in the least. He couldn't turn him down now though, they had already met. Cloud looked to the plate of fish, wondering if anybody else was going to eat some.

"Your mother said you liked fish." Cloud looked back to Sephiroth, licking his lips of the taste. He looked back to the plate, picking up another fish.

This was an okay engagement gift.

"Would you have preferred something else?" Sephiroth asked, Cloud shaking his head. Even if he had thought about what he wanted, food seemed like the best thing right now.

"Do you have something against dragons?"

Cloud froze with the fish close to his mouth, his eyes looking to his fiancé. Growing up in the mountains, Cloud had learned to harbor a hate and a love for dragons. They were truly beautiful creatures, but they were so brutal and cruel. They ate their prey while it was still alive, Cloud remembering the screams of a large, mutated bunny as it was eaten alive by a dragon.

But, that wasn't the case with Sephiroth.

It was the fact that Cloud was a neko, and they expected him to be with an ice dragon. He was expected to cross breed.

And on top of that, this man was a foreigner.

And frightening.

"No."

Cloud frowned when Sephiroth walked over to him, gasping when he grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward. The fish dropped onto the table, Cloud's eyes widening once he realized what had happened.

He was being kissed.

With tongue.

He had lost his first kiss.

Cloud tensed when he felt Sephiroth's aura suddenly become lose from his restraint, his legs starting to shake as his dormant tongue started to kiss back. Cloud shivered, a small moan he would never admit to escaping his throat.

Why was his aura so addicting!

Sephiroth pulled away, looking down to Cloud with narrowed eyes.

"You are male."

Cloud's eyebrow hiked, wondering how someone could tell what gender he was by just kissing him. He was slightly put off that Tifa, his town bimbo, didn't take his first kiss but he couldn't help but feel slightly relived of being a virgin kisser. Tifa would have wanted him to marry her if he had kissed her. Her obvious like of him didn't go unnoticed.

"I had thought you would be female."

Cloud's sweat dropped, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Seriously?

Sephiroth took out a napkin, picking up the half eaten fish on the floor and putting it on the table. Cloud felt suddenly overbearingly messy, looking away from the taller man with an annoyed frown.

Why were dominants always so straightforward?

He didn't have to remind him he had dropped it!

"Well then call it off."

Sephiroth looked to him as he placed his dirtied napkin on the table beside the fish, still unbearably close. His aura had been restrained again, but Cloud's legs were still shaking. He had leaned against the table so his physical state wouldn't show, but he knew he was doing a terrible job at that.

"Do you always kiss people to learn their genders?" Cloud asked grudgingly, not liking the idea of having his first kiss stolen without warning but knowing there was little he could do. Sephiroth was three times bigger than him, and his supposed fiancé. At most his mother would cheer for him for getting a kiss on the first day. He would never get his first kiss again anyway.

"I don't. And I won't call of the engagement. You'll work fine enough." Cloud blushed, looking away from Sephiroth. He smelled the fish, his heart breaking when he saw the dirtied half eaten fish. He looked to his dirty fish, sighing sadly as he rested his arms against the table. His eyes were solemn, his ears flat against his head.

"My fish," Cloud whimpered, totally forgetting about the fact he had been kissed.

"Look at me."

Cloud ignored Sephiroth, not going to do anything for him.

He stole his first kiss.

Cloud was going to hold a grudge forever.

He gasped when he was grabbed and turned, Sephiroth's aggression pushing a little farther than what Cloud had suspected. He hissed at him, Sephiroth grabbing his chin.

"Did what I do bother you?" Sephiroth asked, Cloud frowning as he tried to understand what the man was talking about. Cloud knew he wasn't fully paying attention, and he was quick to brush things off. But he didn't like how the man was hurting his arm right now.

"What you are doing now bothers me."

Sephiroth's blank expression finally shifted, a smirk pulling on his lips.

"I kissed you without permission, Cloud. Anybody else would have tried to beat me up by now." Cloud hissed at him, his mood shifting from displeasure to anger. He was trying to get a rise out of him, trying to see how far he could push him till he broke. Cloud was no fool to this, it happened with cross breeding. Cloud didn't know Sephiroth's traditions, and Sephiroth didn't know his. Cloud did not liked being pushed or bullied, and what Sephiroth was doing right now was making his temper rise.

"Let go of my arm."

Cloud didn't like that.

"You neko's are all the same, aren't you?"

Cloud's eyes widened, his pride stabbed by a sword. Being compared to others was as hurtful as being told he should die. Neko's never compared each other, only needing to establish their rank in society. Cloud's hand twitched, his eyes narrowing as he tried to control his anger.

"You all accept your mates like it's your only choice. I had thought you would be different from your outburst, but I had thought wrong."

Cloud's hand came up before he ever registered the words, his claws slashing across smooth skin. He pushed Sephiroth away, hissing angrily at him. Sephiroth frowned, touching a hand to his bleeding cheek. Cloud straightened up, his eyes glowing slightly from his sudden hatred of the man.

"Don't you dare compare me, dragon."

And that was how they met.