Good Enough
A Final Fantasy VII fan fiction
By: Something Dysfunctional
Chapter Three: It Goes Like This
Pairings: Cloud/Kadaj
Disclaimer: Whenever I would play Final Fantasy 7, my views on Cloud would change because if I just breezed through it, he seemed lost and hurt, used as a puppet (duh), but all the while having a nice, caring demeanor underneath all of his troubled past. Then when I would actually READ all of the text and play the game slowly, he was a paradox, full of mystery and stoic, though in times he would glimmer like a like shinning through and was happy towards the end, after defeating Sephrioth and realizing Aerith's death. It's weird, ne? I'm glad some people like the Cloud-version I stuck with. He seems like a honest, great, kick-ass guy who just needs some lovin' in his life. -winks- Tetsuya Nomura and SquareEnix owns these little hotties and other characters, I'm borrowing them to perform my ACTS OF DOOM upon Man-kind! -evil laughter- Happy reading and arigatou!
-NOTE: Teehee... -giggles like a crazed maniac she is- listening to "ILLUMINATI" by Malice Mizer does WONDERS to this chapter. Also, THANK YOU ALL for giving me the name of Cloud's bike. :) -
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Kadaj peered over on the side of the bed with a puzzled look on his face. "Why'd ya fall over, Cloud?"
I glared at him and growled low in my throat.
"Wh-what?!! What the HELL?! YOU'RE why I fell over!" The pale brother cocked a eyebrow up and sat up fully, pushing back his silver hair, his gown still slipping over that tiny shoulder. "Well, that's not a nice thing to say to a ill patient." I stood up quickly, ignoring the sting in my pride and stalked over to the chair by the door, grabbed my jacket and gloves. "I'm done here. I don't know why I stayed anyway..."
"Yeah, why did you?."
Silence stretched between us until I finally raised my eyes to meet the other person that was half of me. Our gazes met and I drawn into those jade-green eyes that lowered some, darkening to a emerald. I swallowed some and shrugged on my jacket. "Whatever... I'm gone."
--change in POV--
Kadaj leered after the blonde after he left in a hurry, burying himself deep down into his blankets, wrapping his arms around him. He looked over to his right to see Loz and Yazoo's bed empty. "Probably doing their exercises," he mused to himself and stretched, his arms reaching up high, bending his head back. Ever since Rufus had found them, they had been stuck in the Healin Lodge for nearly a month, trying to use their bodies normally again. Their first day here, the boys found out they could even lift up their fingers they were so weak. How or why the brothers came back, he assumed it must've had to do with the Planet or at least that Cetra with the strange, warm aquamarine eyes that he called, "Mother" when she took him Home for the first time. Blessed with the gift of returning back to make things right again made Kadaj curl his upper lip in small disgust, but he presumed it was better than doing nothing in the Lifestream. He thought for a couple of minutes about that, and with a sudden thought that struck his head, 'Why was Cloud here? What in the hell would make him stay with us? With me?' Pursing his lips in frustration, the silver-haired boy then felt a jolt run through his body. He sat up quickly, horror written all over his face. "I FUCKING KISSED HIM!," he wailed and screeched, wiping his mouth off hastily, absolutely horrified that he kissed another man, especially Cloud. The man that destroyed Mother and who humiliated Sephiroth in battle. Sighing, he placed his head in his hands, confused and sad at himself. 'What is wrong with me...? Why did I even kiss him and let him in the same bed as me? That is NOT like me. I hate him more than ANYTHING!'
Raising his head some, he watched the early morning sunlight filter in through the blinds, mesmerized by the beautiful gold color of it. Drawn to it, he absently returned his thoughts to the man that had just filled his bed with that same color of hair, that had pressed his larger frame against him in a fuse of lust, his mouth working over his own so deliciously... Kadaj blushed suddenly and remembered also that the former member of AVALANCHE had been rock hard when kissing him- the proof had poked the poor boy in his stomach. Closing his eyes some, the silver-haired teen laid down and sighed, clearly befuddled by what had just happened, but strangely found it erotic- a person he barely knew had feverously made out with him and wanted more. Taking a deep breath, Kadaj slid his thin hand down his clothed chest, arching some at the sensation of the cotton rubbing against his skin. 'Damn... I got myself all worked up thinking about my Brother. So, really... in a sense, he's not, but STILL! Shit, shit, shit, shit! Now I'm horny.'
Twisting in his bed, Kadaj took both hands and provocatively slid them further down, beyond the waistband of his pants where he grasped his own cock, squeezing the hot organ in response to his sudden daydream of the blonde man with the stony, blue eyes and fiery lips. A small moan fell from his mouth as Kadaj pleasured himself, thinking that Cloud stood before him, watching him masturbate with his eyes hooded with passion.
'That's it, Kadaj... keep going... nice and slow. Easy, now! You can't come just yet.'
"I'm trying not too!," the teen whimpered, pressing his thumb against his swollen head, making his dick twitch in response and also his jerking hips, which thrust forward. In his mind's eye, Cloud leaned down, ghosting his mouth over the turgid pole, his lips barely touching it, a grin on his face. 'Pump faster, Kadaj.'
He did.
Faster and faster, as though his life depended on it.
a rough push from the base to the tip, twist the head some, and go back down, massage inbetween the v of the thumb and index finger...
Kadaj was panting now, sweat trickling down his temple. What was WRONG with him?!! He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but it felt good. It felt right. And he wanted Cloud Strife now, more than anything.
And he didn't know why.
He pushed back any voices that might stop him now. All he was thinking of was Cloud- his hands on his body, scratching down his soft sides, tearing into the pale skin, his mouth covering one of his nipples as Kadaj rocked on the bed, his balls aching with the need of release. The boy let out a long, quiet, high-pitched wail as he arched completely off the bed, head flung back, knees bent heaven-ward and legs spread as he came hotly in his pants, the last image of Cloud kissing him fleeting from his dream. Collasping back down, the boy's normal breathing returned normal after a few minutes and he stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.
"..."
A pause.
"WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST DO?!!"
--back to Cloud--
As I rode back home, I felt like I shouldn't have left Kadaj alone like that. It wasn't nice and it wasn't fair. I should have at least explained myself. Sighing, I kicked up the speed on Fenrir, the scenery passing by like a film strip. Soon, I'd be home at Midgar, hoping that Tifa wasn't ready to kill me or something like that. Then, it hit me. I should have gone to see Rufus Shinra!!! Where would he be though in Midgar? As the vast city skyline rose in the air, I stared at it from the lens of my sunglasses. Inside laid the answers. I needed to find them. Fast.
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Construction was going on outside the main Shinra Building, showing to the people of the city that the need to suck up energy from the Lifestream and Planet was meaningless now and that Rufus intended to run a city the right way with no wrong-doings and with diplomatic sense. I scowled at the sign hanging limply from the high tower of the building and then grinned some as it came tumbling down as a large bulldozer ripped at it. I stalked in, ignoring the gasps and then "Please, sir! You need to leave now! This is private property!"
The Turks and SOLDIERS were no longer in control, so, I really didn't stop for anyone until I found Rufus's office, like I had done before, three years ago on the hunt for Jenova's head. I shuddered some at the memory and pushed the door opened. In a flash, I was held at gunpoint- er, stick point... I don't know what the HELL Reno uses. It's ridiculous. I raised a eyebrow at him and muttered, "I don't like to repeat meetings. Put it away." The red-head tsk-ed and lowered it, his green eyes narrowed some. "Least have some deceancy to knock. Jeeze," Reno mumbled and walked away. I noticed that Rude was on the other side of the door, but that he didn't move. He stood there in his suit, face straight ahead of him, black sunglasses perched on his nose, still as a mouse, his look professional. There was some things I will admit about Rude- he knew when to NOT annoy people and knew when to stand down.
I nodded towards him and walked to the large, circling desk that held Rufus Shinra behind it. His amber-colored hair was slicked back like in the old days, but longer. He didn't wear a whiter suit, but rather a charcol-gray one with a white button down and a black tie. He peered up at me from his paperwork with his pale, blue eyes and smiled some, his gaze returning to his reading. "I'd expected to see you sometime this week... I take it you heard of the news about Kadaj and his group?" I nodded, keeping silent. "Well, then it won't come to any surprise to you that they have indeed come back from the Lifestream. In perfect form, I must say. Only, they are now weak. They are normal. Surely, you must be thinking of a logical explanation for all of this. Well... I have one therory. Wish to hear it?," the older man implored, placing down his papers and pressing the tips of his fingers together, peering over his hands to stare at me. "What is it?," I answered. A small twist of the mouth told me it was something either ludacris or simply mind-boggling.
"Someone is controling them."
"What? Rufus, I know you can't be-"
"Joking? Oh, I'm not. But since I said that, doesn't it make absolute PERFECT sense, Cloud?!! Doesn't it?"
I raised my eyebrow for the second time that day and blew air, turning away. "I'm going... you're not giving me real information and you're wasting my time. I'm gone." As I reached the door, Rufus's quiet tone reached my ears like a loud boom. "Wait until the time comes then, Cloud. What you decide to do will be up to you... and if you seek help, remember who your true alliances lay." I halted, hand reaching for the elevator button. What was that supossed to mean? Shaking my head some, I left the Shinra building, pissed and unhappy, though deeply curious within Rufus's mysterious play on words. What did he mean? Was something going to happen that he knew and I didn't?
As I approached Fenrir, my cell phone went off. Flipping it over, I saw that Tifa was calling me. Groaning inwardly, I pressed "Accept Call", and brought it to my ear. "What?"
"Where the HELL are you?!"
"In Midgar... I stopped by to talk to Rufus."
"Why?"
"Because I-"
"Never mind that. Get back to the bar! We haven't heard from you in nearly a day!" I frowned at this and pinched the bridge of my nose, holding back the supress anger I was trying to simmer down within me. "I'll be home shortly," I grounded out and closed my phone shut, hoisting myself over my bike and within a few seconds, I burned along the streets. Why I continued to stay... part of it was the kids. I so actually care for them. And it's sad to think that no one else in this world doesn't want to. Being a orphan is tough... that could be half the reason there too. When Mom died in the Nibelheim fire, I had no one else either. I twisted the handles harder.
Why does it seem that it's always me that has to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders?
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Ooooo, an angsty Cloud... with sentimental values running through his head. Aaaawweee! Sorry it took me so long to update: my sister came home from college (yay!) and I've been doing early Christmas shopping and work too. Please leave me a review to show that YOU ALL STILL LOVE ME! -falls over-
-the moonlight carries the message of Love.-
"Later days...!"
SD
