Hello! I apologize for this update taking so long. I developed a sudden obsession with Fullmetal Alchemist and had to watch all of the episodes and the movie *bows head in shame*. But I am back, and we shall continue forward!
DaughterOfSorceress-Lion: Lol I hope it'll be interesting. I'm glad you're enjoying it ^-^
KazeRose: So, I was reading your review in class and started laughing XD Your inside joke reminded me of one Kurosukai and I shared about mostly the same thing. We totally had a fight over who got to marry Squall XD Thanks for the review :)
Thatotherguy: Soooo impatient.
rebirth-flame: Haha well, if you're looking for some Squall-completely-despising-Genesis, there shall be plenty to come ;)
jibril: Thanks for reviewing! Hope you enjoy :D
On we go...
Sephiroth.
So many emotions clamored for Squall's attention it was difficult for him to think. The hatred, the anger, the pain, the despair…everything that was evil, staring at him with those infuriating green eyes.
Squall had Lionheart in his hands before conscious thought caught up to him. He was ready to rid the world of the terror once again, to destroy this entity of evil.
"Hey!" Zack yelped from his side, making to grab the weapon. Squall was already past him, though, dodging the office furniture and raising his sword, ready to drive it home.
Faster than Squall could blink, the silver haired man moved into a spin. When he came back around, he had a long sword in his hands. He brought the blade up and blocked the attack with ease, arching a silver eyebrow in question. He almost looked bored. "I buy you lunch, and this is how you repay me? You bring me an assassin?" he asked, the question obviously directed at Zack.
Squall barely contained his snarl. He pulled the blade back and redirected his blow, going for Sephiroth's middle. That too was deflected.
"Squall! What are you doing?!" Zack demanded, stepping from side to side as if confused.
"What, exactly, can I do for you today, Squall?" Sephiroth asked, his voice the height of calm as he blocked another swing.
That startled Squall, the calmness. There wasn't even a twinge of insanity. Not in his voice, and not in his eyes. Could this actually be someone else? Could this man not be Sephiroth? Or at least not the one he knew?
With great care, Squall lowered his weapon, but never let his eyes waver from those frosted pools of green. "I'm sorry. I think I mistook you for someone else," Squall admitted slowly.
Sephiroth cocked the delicate eyebrow again, though he was careful to keep his sword in hand. "Well, have a seat," Sephiroth gestured to the pair of chairs in front of his desk.
"Don't mind if I do," Zack chirped, his excitement seemingly forgotten. He dropped into one of the padded seats and propped his boots on Sephiroth's desk.
"Feet down," Sephiroth ordered coldly, the tone making Squall jump a bit as Zack hastened to comply. That tone he knew. But Sephiroth showed no signs of aggression, so Squall allowed himself to sit down, Lionheart lying across his lap.
Sephiroth settled himself into his own seat, then steepled his fingers and leaned forward. "Now, what is this about?"
"Well," Zack began before Squall could get a word in edgewise, "I was down in one of the lobbies, talking to this hot chick, when she got real mad for some reason. She chased me all the way to the other side of the building-"
"Flirting with a married woman again?"
Zack turned slightly as Squall did to regard the man that had just entered Sephiroth's office. He was tall and muscular, with black hair and a strong chin. He wore the same strange suit Zack did, except in black, and clutched a file in one of his large hands. He strode forward and set the file before Sephiroth. "Genesis will be along shortly to deliver his report," the man said in a low voice.
"No, I was not flirting with a married woman," Zack said indignantly. "She just assumed I was. I'm taken, you know."
The man smirked. "That's never stopped you before." His eyes fell to where Squall was sitting and he reached out a hand. "Angeal Hewley," he introduced himself.
Squall looked at his hand reflexively, then took it and gave a firm shake. "Squall Leonhart."
"Did I interrupt something important?" he asked Sephiroth.
"I'm not sure," he responded. "Continue, Zack."
"Well, like I was saying, this woman chased me and I took cover in the storage room. Then Squall popped up out of nowhere. He says he has no idea where he came from or how he got here."
Three pairs of eyes shifted to rest on him. Squall frowned at their scrutiny. "Just get me out of this building and I'll be out of your way."
"Now what kind of people would we be if we did that?" Angeal exclaimed, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "We'll at least give you some place to stay the night, and maybe a direction to send you."
"Find a stray?" a smooth voice purred from the doorway.
The group turned again to regard the new man. He seemed to be the complete opposite of Angeal. Instead of a strong structure, he looked delicate, almost feminine. Instead of black hair and dress, he sported red hair and a flamboyant scarlet cape over his darker clothing.
To Squall, he had a snakelike look about him. The commander took an immediate dislike to him.
"Hey, Genesis," Zack greeted as the man stepped forward to give Sephiroth another file.
"Hello, puppy," the man returned, forcing a certain amount of disdain into the name, but Zack didn't seem to notice. "May I ask your name?" Genesis questioned Squall.
Squall introduced himself, but the red head didn't offer a hand or his name in return. "So, you're lost?" he asked.
Zack immediately launched into his tale again for Genesis' benefit before Squall could formulate a response.
"Fascinating," Genesis murmured. "Have you taken him to Hojo? I'm sure he'll be interested to know of this."
"No," Sephiroth said, too quick to be casual disagreement. He covered somewhat by adding, "We haven't. And we won't. This is none of Hojo's business."
"Then where are we to take your stray?" he asked, his icy blue eyes tinged with warped amusement.
"He can stay with me tonight," Sephiroth offered. "If he has no objections, that is." He looked to the commander pointedly.
Squall had objections, alright. Many of them. But none of them he was free to voice, so he settled for a small shake of his head.
Sephiroth nodded. "Very well. Angeal, take him to the data room. See if you can find anything. I'm leaving at six, so be back by then."
Angeal threw the man a sloppy salute and looked to Squall expectantly. Squall rose from his seat and followed him out the door with Zack in tow, sparing one last glance over his shoulder at Sephiroth and the uncanny man beside him.
Ooooh. Genesis is acting like a creeper. This can only mean trouble for poor Squall XD
Alrighty, I'll admit it, I don't have that good of a method for bringing Squall back to his own time, when that does occur. I have an idea, but I'm not a big fan of it...If you have any ideas, please PM me and share!
Thanks for reading! As always, I'd love a review from you. Have a great week!
God Bless,
-RainFlame
