Title: Honor and Pride
Summary: In which Angeal is pissed off at his student's student. And in which Zack understands how Angeal felt. And in which Cloud is just sort of obvious.
Character: Cloud, Zack, and Angeal. Not as couples or such.
Warning: No m/m cookies. But much humor! And possibly slight crack stupidity.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or Crisis Core or Advent Children. No money or profit is or ever will be made.
Honor and Pride
"The moment he gets here, I'm going to kill him,"
Zack froze right there when he had heard that. At first, Zack wondered if Angeal had caught his madness again, but Angeal couldn't really be insane if he had an endless supply of cookies, hugs, and giggles coming from the most sweetest person in the Lifestream. And endless glomps from his student. Oh no, they could never forget the glomps.
So he stared at what Angeal was staring at (strange how you could stare the living people in the Lifestream. Everyone was always moving. It seemed only special people could actually stay in one place without looking as if they couldn't be absorbed by the Lifestream…) to figure out who Angeal was going to kill. And cocked his head in confusion when he saw the pitiful, rusted, and beaten form of the Buster Sword.
"Um, Angeal, you ok?"
"Perfect, perfect…absolutely fine," Angeal grunted absent-mindedly.
Zack was quite dubious. His former mentor had that crazed look in his eyes. The kind Seph had whenever he saw a cat. Aerith's giggling comment about "Aw, you're so cute and fluffy, like a cat!" made Seph sorta obsessed with the fluffy things.
"He's gonna be here any minute now...the moment I see him…really, the nerve of him…!" Zack shot Angeal a worried look as the half-deranged looking man started muttering things under his breath.
"Angeal, I'm really worried about you and- Hey! It's Cloud!" Zack exclaimed, dual emotions of worry and happiness mixing together.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Zack's eyes shot open in shock and Angeal's spirit raced down to where Cloud was sulking and remembering about him. Huh, oh yeah, it was the anniversary of his death. And Angeal looked seriously ready to kill the blonde.
Oh shit.
"Hey, wait, Angeal, stop! What do you think you're doing, it's Spikey, remember?! My adorably, cute lil friend in which I gave up my life to save!" Zack cried out, racing after the crazily-laughing man. Zack shivered. Angeal sounded way too much like Doctor Creepy.
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On Gaia
"…Hi Zack," Cloud murmured softly, sitting down on a rather large rock that he had moved near the rusted, and sad physical state, of the Buster during the years of Zack's death anniversary. "Things are going rather well in Edge, did you know? There's no more evil guys anymore. Not like before…" Cloud then began his usual sad and somber brooding, unaware of the danger he was in.
"How DARE you do this to my Buster Sword! Do you have ANY appreciation for this sword!? Do you?!" Zack sighed and grunted in strained effort to hold back a raving Angeal. 'Come on Spikey, move!' Zack fervently hoped that Cloud heard him.
"It's almost like you're here, protecting and soothing me, Zack," Cloud stated sadly, caught up in nostalgia and unknown to the groaning Zack, who reminded himself to get Cloud a hearing aid, and to a raging, screaming, furious Angeal.
"It was my honor and pride!"
"Angeal, just shut the fuck up and stop trying to kill Cloud!"
"I really miss you Zack…I wish you were still here protecting me sometimes…"
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A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates! It just seems that these little things keep on getting longer and longer…Anyone want a more limey/lemony scene? Any suggestions on what they wanna read next? I'm open to criticism people! So criticize away!