I am currently sitting, bored as all hell, with nothing to do really. I had a much better way for this somewhat sequel to play out, but I didn't write it down while it was fresh in my mind, so I lost it and had to come up with something terrible as a substitute. See why I force stuff out even when I'm not in the mood?

Anyways, this is the crappy sequel that I promised Misu a while back. Sorry it had to turn out so...horrid. I've never written stuff like this before and I'm afraid it'll be bad, but it's up here anyways. Note, I never actually said what their secret was, I only heavily implied it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the games.

Warnings: Things that many of my fans will shake their heads at me for writing...

This is dedicated to misumisu84, hope you at least don't hate it! (smiles tenatively)


"You can't honestly be suggesting that we tell them!" Vincent said heatedly as he sat forward, dark hair falling over his shoulders and shadowing his face, making his scarlet eyes stand out all the more. He looked almost…intimidating. Which was comical, considering the reason they were all sitting in Valentine's living room.

Sephiroth snorted his agreement, sinking back into the soft cushions of the couch. The four of them had gathered, learning of each other's secret through personal knowledge. It was amazingly really. Such a rare occurrence and it happens to multiple men, all within the same vicinity of each other? And the four of them had absolutely nothing in common. Aside from the city they lived in. Perhaps it was something in the water? Sephiroth made a mental note to never drink tap again. It apparently had more than fluoride in it.

Demyx just sat dejectedly in a chair, picking at his bottom lip. It was easier to not dwell on the secret itself when you were constantly defending it. Now that he had time to sit and think on what he'd gotten himself into…what they'd all gotten themselves into…

Laughing, Axel sat up, slapping his knee. The redhead was the only one in the room who was amused by their current circumstances. "Lighten up. God, I feel like I'm at a freaking funeral!" he took a sip of his drink, still grinning. "Seriously, smile ya freaks."

Glaring, Sephiroth kicked the redhead under the table. "What the hell are you so cheery about, red? You're in the same leaky boat as the rest of us."

"Please," Axel scoffed. "You're all acting like this is the end of the world. I, for one, am happy."

Vincent's glare joined Sephiroth's as he replied to the redhead tersely. "Have you told Roxas yet?"

The teasing smirk disappeared from Axel's face and his green eyes darkened. Silence rang out, taking the place of their voices, giving Vincent and the others the answer.

"Right, so you shouldn't be talking."

Demyx jumped to his feet. "What are we gonna do? We can't just keep denying that we're hiding anything. We can't just keep distracting them. They all suspect something already."

"Sit down before you hurt yourself," Sephiroth commanded in a moody tone. Demyx did as the man said and sat, whining.

Axel still hadn't spoken, instead opting to stare at the floor, sullen.

"We obviously can't keep it a secret for too much longer," Vincent spoke up, trying to be the calm voice of reason.

"Not to mention they're already hot on the trail." Sephiroth grumbled.

"We'll just tell them." Axel said finally, looking up when the others just stared. "What? You said yourselves that we can't keep it a secret forever. Why don't we just fess up?" he shrugged.

Demyx shook his head, Sephiroth glared pointedly at the redhead, and Vincent sat back in thought. "You have a point," he said slowly, quietly. "But after keeping this back for so long…aren't you worried about bad reactions?"

Axel's stare hardened for the first time since their little meeting had begun. "No. You're freaking over something that hasn't even happened yet. If you expect the worst, you'll get the worst, that's my opinion." He stood carefully and regarded each man before him. "I might not have told Roxas before now, but that ends tonight." Face pink, Axel's hand absently brushed over his stomach. "I get the feeling that I'll need his support soon enough, and I'd rather tell him than have him find out for himself. Wouldn't you?"

Leaving the question dangling over all their heads, Axel confidently left the room, his steps smooth, fluid, and filled with purpose.

Vincent turned to the two remaining in his home. "Well, do you agree with that?"

Sephiroth closed his eyes, body tense as he suffered in silence, torn between wanting to keep his secret and knowing that Axel was right. It was better to be told than have to find out and know that it was kept from you for so long. If his and Zack's positions were reversed, he'd sure as hell want to know. And he'd want to hear it from Zack himself.

"I do," he finally said, standing. He nodded at first Vincent, then Demyx, and excused himself, walking silently out of the room and then the house.

Vincent turned to regard the young, distressed blond still sitting in a chair, chewing on his bottom lip, blue-green eyes restlessly wandering over everything. "Well, Demyx?" he tried to gentle his tone, unused to comforting, but he might as well get some practice in, right? "It's really for the best an—''

Demyx sighed irritably, interrupting the dark-haired man. "That's not my problem!" he turned troubled eyes to Vincent.

Confused, Vincent stared at the young man for a moment before raising an eyebrow slightly in inquiry.

"I don't know which one is the father!" Demyx admitted with a cry, jumping up to run out of the house, leaving a stunned Vincent behind.

Poor kid…I'm glad I know who—

His thoughts were interrupted as the front door opened and Cid's voice called out to him. "Vin? I'm home!"

Show time…


Anti-climactic ending, I know. I just felt like I'd dragged it out long enough, and I got bored. If you want, I could write an individual shot of each of them spilling the beans, but I really didn't plan it going beyong this. Maybe if you say please and give me sweets...AND A FREAKING CHOCOBO!

Luffs,

--Ramen