I lied, there is a sex scene in this that's a little graphic I guess, it's at the end anywho so you can just not read it if you don't want to.

It was a little while later that Vexen dismissed those assembled and they left to go out to the yard. Cloud followed at a leisurely pace, in no hurry to be outside with the general populace.

"Strife!" One of the twins called from behind him.

Cloud paused and turned to let the two younger cons catch up with him. They stayed a few feet away which was usual, yet closer than most came to him-with one notable exception. He rose an eyebrow in question.

"We just wanted to say-"

"Even though you had to go to jail for it-"

"It was very noble-"

"Brave,"

"Gallant?"

"Of you to do that for your sister."

They finished their collective though process with fresh respect shining in their eyes. Cloud dipped his head in a nod.

"I figured you two would understand." He responded.

Both sets of blue eyes sharpened and guarded themselves.

"Very much so." Was the unanimous answer.

Sora and Roxas gave Cloud a parting nod then left him alone in the hallway. Cloud considered the retreating figures with curiosity. The reason those two were in prison was similar to the reason Cloud was, only more tragic. It was commonly known that one of the brothers had been raped, and consequently the man responsible was murdered. No one knew which brother had been abused, nor which one had killed their abuser. Their genome was identical and while it was clear that only one person had committed the crime they wouldn't tell authorities who was responsible.

The system was corrupt enough that instead of letting a vengeance killer, who was only protecting his brother (or perhaps himself though knowing how the two treated one another that was unlikely) go free, they had locked up both of them. The overpaid lawyer going against the two, had figured that once inside the reality of prison the innocent one would give the other up to save themselves. The twins had been 'in' for nearly a year already, and showed no signs of breaking.

At first, Cloud had figured on Sora being the one who had been raped and Roxas had killed the offender, though after some time near them he almost bet on the opposite being true. Many had asked them, but they never answered a single question. A look of profound pain and sadness came over their faces, before shutters would close over their eyes and then turn away. He could relate well.

Lost in his thoughts Cloud was almost surprised when Lexaeus, one of the more imposing guards came up behind him suddenly.

"Visitor." The brutish man's gravelly voice said.

One word was more than he usually spoke. Inwardly wondering about the large brunette's IQ, he turned to follow the guard down to the front of the prison. There was one large room filled with a couple tables for the rare occasion someone on the outside wanted to visit a con. It was rare because, for the most part the population of Hallow Bastion were the worst of the worst. Most normal people didn't keep in contact with convicted murderers.

The spiky haired blond waited patiently for Lexaeus to clap handcuffs around his wrists for 'safety reasons'. When a criminal was lucky enough to get a visitor, they didn't fuck it up by attacking said person, but the warden liked to look good to the public. There was no glass in the door separating Cloud from the room in front of him, even though they had passed through several security doors already. Lexaeus gave him the usual warning on 'behavior' before he buzzed the door open and allowed him into the room.

The room was monitored by video and audio, yet you could whisper and the mics wouldn't pick up on it. The guard only entered the room if someone started showing signs of violence, but once they did it was usually too late by that point. Cloud didn't bother trying to figure out the system's inner workings.

A slow, pleased smile spread across his face when the blond saw the girl waiting patiently at the large table. Rikku stood up with a soft look and as soon as the door closed behind him, came forward instantly. Cloud raised his chained hands (no higher than his chest or they would think he was getting violent) and his sister ducked to slip under them. Rikku buried her face in his shoulder and her arms came up to hug him tightly. Cloud lightly rested his hands on her back, trying not to let the cold metal touch her skin, because it was summer and Rikku always wore the least amount of clothing possible. It was something that the older brother inside of Cloud hated.

"I miss you." Rikku said quietly into his shirt.

Cloud lay his cheek on top of her head and sighed.

"I know."

His sister had never fully forgiven him for killing her rapist, because it took her brother away from her. The two blonds' parents had died several years previously and they were the only family each other had. Cloud didn't regret his actions, but he wished he could still take care of her.

"Are they treating you okay in here?" She asked and pulled away slightly to look up into his face.

Cloud showed her slight amusement, she knew he would lie and say yes, yet she always asked.

"I'm fine Rikku." He told her warmly.

His sister was the only person on the planet that knew him anymore, the only one he would let his guard down around. It wasn't feasible to around anyone on the 'inside', and everyone else had abandoned them when he went to jail. Rikku had been forced to quit her job, move out of her apartment make all new friends, being careful not to mention his incarceration. It just proved they were better off not trusting anyone.

"I brought you a birthday cake." Rikku said with trace amounts of her usual spunk.

Cloud grinned to himself, his birthday wasn't for a week, but his sister liked to spoil him. Every time she came to visit him she always brought a dessert, along with whatever excuse she came up with to feed it to him. The last time it had been brownies because of the 'awful weather'. He let her indulge him, it was the only regular interaction he got anymore. Rikku slipped back out of his arms and proudly gestured to the chocolate cake that declared 'Happy Birthday' in bright green icing.

"Thanks." Cloud said fondly.

The siblings were silent for a few minutes as they ate his cake on paper plates with plastic spoons, even plastic forks were banned from Hallow Bastion. As hard as they tried to pretend things were normal, their surroundings always brought them back to harsh reality.

"Do you need me to bring you anything?" Rikku asked him, setting her spoon down a little melancholy.

"I'm almost out of conditioner." He mumbled.

This was said with the barest amount of audibility and slight embarrassment. Technically a killer though he was, Cloud was every bit the man he had been six months ago. Rikku gave him a warm smile and even managed a slight giggle.

"Okay."

At least he had cheered her up slightly. Cloud wasn't sure if his sister's broken spirit was a result of her assault or in part because of his incarceration. He had never worked up the nerve to ask, afraid of it being his fault.

Lexaeus only gave them twenty more minutes before knocking on the door, signaling the visit was over. Cloud kept his temper in front of Rikku with effort. Bastards cut their visits shorter each time.

The shorter blond once again ducked under his handcuffs to hug him tightly. Cloud heard a distinct sniffle from his sister but didn't comment. He soothingly rubber her back and she got herself under control. He gave his sister a soft, sad kind of smile, the only thing he could produce at the moment. She responded with one of her own. Rikku only grudgingly left Cloud's embrace when Lexaeus came into the room with a scowl.

"See you next week, big brother." Rikku whispered with glassy eyes.

Cloud nodded with tight lips, his sister turned and left with composure. He turned a nasty glare on the guard next to him, and exited back towards the prison with contempt. He barely slowed enough to allow the brute to take his cuffs off, then he was gone, back to his cell. Hopefully his roommate was there, Reno was always good for a fight.

The next day, Cloud had just finished showering and was still wearing his towel, when a flash of silver caught his eye.

"I didn't see you at dinner." Sephiroth commented, stepping into view to lean against the wall opposite.

"Wasn't hungry." Cloud responded stiffly.

The blond was still angry about yesterdays events. After a lengthy spare with Reno, Cloud had simply laid down on his cot and hadn't moved. They didn't get in trouble for fighting between inmates, it was only if you killed someone that you were sent to solitary. Reno had slumped off to nurse his wounds and left the angsty blond alone.

"Did it have something to do with your meeting yesterday?" Sephiroth continued despite his tone.

The Silver-Haired Demon never cared about pushing someone's boundaries and Cloud was not exempt from this. The shorter man sent the other a frosty look.

"That's none of your fucking business." He snarled.

Sephiroth stepped forward into his personal space, out of habit Cloud backed away and hit the wall. Sephiroth brought his hand up to grip his chin firmly.

"I say it is." He said simply.

It was beyond infuriating trying to start a fight with the taller bastard. He never raised his voice, you only knew he was angry from his actions. His words and tone were never less than civil and cultured. Cloud reached out to slide his hands under the hem of Sephiroth's shirt and dug his nails into the soft tissue of his sides, hard. Sephiroth's lip twitched and he forced his knee between Cloud's legs.

"I'm not in the mood." Cloud said, though his actions were saying otherwise.

"I don't care." Sephiroth answered boldly.

Cloud decided that maybe the fight with Reno hadn't been enough to get rid of his residual wrath from the previous day. Sephiroth gave him an outlet no one ever had before, and he was willing to take full advantage. Sephiroth was only too happy to meet his demands with his own.

Their standoff quickly dissolved into harsher and more painful scratches and bites. Anywhere they could harm or bruise the other to try and get the upper hand, the two men did. Kissing was rough and blood letting, teeth were attached to pale neck columns without care. Only after Sephiroth had thrown him into the wall several times, did Cloud relent enough to let him remove his towel. While brutal in their coupling, Sephiroth did make sure to at least stretch him minimally, since he couldn't very well fuck him everyday if he did not.

Sephiroth took only a moment to bring his fingers to his mouth and wet them before he found Cloud's entrance and shoved two digits inside. The blond groaned and gripped his arms hard enough to blossom dark purple indents. Cloud leaned up to capture Sephiroth's lips in a kiss before biting his lip, drawing more blood. He felt the killer's grin from the attention and another finger breached him without warning. The long slim fingers dug deep and Cloud writhed when they found his soft spot.

"Fuck." The blond growled.

Without further warning, Sephiroth yanked his fingers out, lifted one of the blond's legs and slammed himself into the tight body. Cloud pulled his face away with a shout and panted as the taller male allowed him no time to adjust. Sephiroth set a hard fast pace, pounding into his body repeatedly. The cement wall to his back making every thrust forward grind him between the two. Cloud could only moan.

Uninterrupted this time, the two criminals fucked each other into oblivion. Despite their fast pace, it was a while before either let themselves give in to the mounting pleasure. There was no mutual cry of names in their moments of orgasm, only a quiet groan and an open mouthed, utterly silent scream. Afterwords, they broke apart with no gentleness. Making use of the faucets around them, they rinsed off and left the showers without another word spoken. That was what both preferred.

This is all I have written at the moment and I'm thinking of just leaving this story open for when I feel like writing something a little dark. What do you think?