A/N: Hello again! First I'd like to thank all who, with or without my Strong-arming' took time out of your busy lives to read, review and yes, even favorite my very first fanfic Sephiroth Meets Smooshy!

Previously I had planned to introduce Smooshy'a sister Lucille, or Lucy, or Lucy Lu in a separate one shot, but it took a bit more of a buildup than I'd anticipated, so it works out better as additional two or three chapters of the original story. Very much hope you enjoy Chapter Two

Chapter Two Of Sephiroth Meets Smooshy!

Zack's Big Idea!

Sephiroth was always glad when he could once again retreat to his private quarters at the end of another tedious day of paper pushing and dealing with incompetent buffoons masquerading as Shinra executives. The General relished the sound of the lock as it clicked into place and the lack of sound that followed it and gratefully breathed in deeply through his patrician nose, air that smelled not of copy toner, repugnant over applied perfumes or aftershaves, cafeteria slop, halitosis, under arms, or sour coffee, but instead held the aroma of fine leather, musk oil, and a hint of vanilla…although these days there was in all honesty another scent mingled in and it was scent that was decidedly Smooshy.

Sephiroth removed his boots and tried his best 'not to notice' the shredded roll of toilet paper that meandered down the hallway, originating from the guest bathe and ending behind the bar. He took no notice of the way his newspaper, left neatly stacked on his coffee table upon his departure this morning, was now strewn into at least six different locations about the apartment; the most inventive of which, hanging half in and dripping half out of the enormous fish tank he had purchased in hopes that Smooshy might entertain and calm himself gazing at the pretty tropical fishies while he was at work. As Zack was prone to say with regards to one's attempt at something that produces less than favorable results…"FAIL!"

Entering the kitchen, it was only with the barest sense of awareness that Sephiroth felt the crunch of kitty kibbles under his bare feet and using a will forged of mako enhanced steel he rendered the sight of his overturned hamper and its resultant trail of dirty socks and shorts, leading right up and into Smooshy's litter box, completely invisible

Still, much like any materia produced barrier spell, Sephiroth's ability to… overlook Smooshy's short comings was growing weaker and he swiftly left the kitchen and hurled himself none too gracefully onto the couch. A few moments later he could feel the telltale tugs of tiny paws and 'big bunny' feet playing in his hair as it tumbled off the couch and pooled on the rug. Without even opening his eyes Sephiroth reached down, scooped Smooshy up and deposited him onto his chest. After a few strokes Sephiroth regarded the kitten through half opened eye's and inquired "busy day today Smooshy?" To which the kitten voiced a solitary non-committal "mew" before breaking its current 'chest speed record' up Sephiroth's torso in order to latch onto his favored lobe, (Horrendously loud sucking noises ensue) and the 'barrier spell' is instantly restored to full strength once again.

Now, on average, most of Sephiroth's evenings presented themselves in this manner. However, on occasion, the idiocy of both his subordinates and superiors alike and their dependence on him to solve the most trivial of problems, made it necessary for him to defile the sanctity of his home with what was left of the days accursed paper work.

This always annoying, but formerly problem free task had taken on a whole new level in stress production now that one Smooshy the kitten was in residence. It wasn't so bad when he was still permitted to bring Smooshy to the office and they had plenty of time together, but the president forbid Smooshy from accompanying the General to work following the incident where Heidegar imposed upon the General to use his private washroom during a meeting and being that Smooshy was fond of laying on the cool tile floor and the fat bastard was fond of letting himself 'dangle' whilst washing his hands; well let's just say Smooshy found a new toy.

The point being that now with their eight to ten hours of forced separation, Smooshy had transformed into a cat from the planet "look at me! Look at me!" Getting any work done a home was to say the least…difficult when the kitten persisted in stretching out on Sephiroth's keyboard and chewing upon important classified documents. Thankfully, he could always count on Lieutenant Fair to distract Smooshy for the necessary hour or two needed to finish the task.

1st Class SOLDIER Zack Fair stood freshly showered , towel wrapped around hips, singing into his comb some old 80's hair band song "Cherry Pie" whilst adding the requisite gel to his raven locks for that spiked to perfection style every other SOLDIER (but Seph) clearly envied, when he heard his PHS go off.

Scooting into his bedroom at full, off key, vocal volume, he snatched up the devise and abruptly stopped his cheerful caterwauling as the name 'His Royal Sephiness" flashed on the screen. "Oh no, not again!" he wailed. Pressing the receive button Zack spoke through gritted teeth "What is it this time Seph? No, wait; whatever it is I can't help you this time. I've got a date!" Sephiroth frowned, "well how am I to complete this paperwork? Half of which, need I remind you Lieutenant, is most assuredly yours in the first place!" Zack threw his hands up in the air, spun around once and kicked the night table in exasperation; the resultant pain throbbing in his big toe offering up the benefit of a previously unexplored solution to his problem "Hey Seph, how's about a compromise?" "I'm listening" offered the General. "Look, I really do have plans tonight, but my cadet friend Cloud Strife would be a more than acceptable replacement; he's a country boy and an animal lover just like me." Sephiroth paused before inquiring as to whether the boy was going to 'wet himself' in his presence or if he would actually be able to utter an intelligible sentence instead of standing there slack jawed and drooling on himself like most cadet's. Zack chuckled at his superiors rarely displayed dry humor before assuring him that Cloud , though certainly an admirer, was very down to earth, a bit shy, but not prone to any of the afore mentioned displays of idiocy. "Very well then" said the General, seeing as he really had no other choice. "The cadet's should just be finishing up in the dining hall, I will send him a summons." "Oh hey no, don't do that! The kid'll have a coronary not knowing what you want him for. Better I go get him and explain it all, escort him up and make with the introductions, I've got time." "Fine, just see that you are here by 21:00 hours sharp, it wouldn't do to have the boy out past curfew and I'll need at least three hours of his time." "SIR, YES, SIR" Zack bellowed before snapping shut his PHS. Boy Spikey sure was in for a surprise! Zack just hoped Sephiroth wouldn't scare the kid half to death during the course of the evening. Meh, how much damage could the guy really do in three hours' time?

A/N: Hey just thought I'd mention that I know perfectly well that the name of the "old 80's hair band" is Warrant. My musical tastes have moved on and I'm nowhere near stuck in the 80's like some mullet wearing aqua net addict's, but still, I'm an old broad and this was music from my hay day! Sadly their front man Janie Lane was found dead in his hotel room here in Los Angeles County a week or so ago R.I.P. Janie you will be missed.

Also wanted to give credit to whoever the writer/s were for the screenplay "10 Things I Hate About You", Starring the late great actor Heath Ledger and actress Julia Stiles, for the "Planet look at me! Look at me!" line.