Title: Plushies!
Rating: M Towards the end there's… groping and I really don't want anyone under the age of 18 to read that. O.o
Pairing(s): Cloud/Zack naturally. Even though nothing BIG happens, the implications are there. XD And some touching as well… Children leave this fic now!
Word Count: 2,023
Warning(s): Well, there's a mention of porn and undies so… be on your guard! As well as a curse here and there. And maybe some sexual stuff… I have issues. XP
Summary: This time, the Feather Boys hang out at Cloud's apartment. Mayhem is just around the corner.
Dedication: To all my readers who have an obsession with plushies just as much as I do.
A/N: Ok. This one took me a little longer than I thought it would but I've been sick and I just wasn't up to it. However, I'm feeling better and I'm back with a vengeance! :evil grin: Anyway, here is Chapter 6 for you. I wanted to see how Zack would behave if they were to hang out at Cloud's place AND see what secrets Cloud might have lying around. Oh, this does not bode well… Enjoy!
Plushies!
During the time when Midgar entered an economical crisis and all citizens were receiving layoffs from their jobs, the Feather Boys decided to take it easy at Cloud's apartment complex. Just a few floors up from Zack's own apartment, the hyperactive man was in no way going to refuse the offer given to him by the blonde.
Zack: So what are we going to do? Pull pranks on the President? Disguise ourselves and pose as models? Or do you want to hit the clubs and snatch us some hot babes? :mischievous grin:
Cloud: I was actually hoping for a more quiet night here at home watching movies while eating a light snack.
Zack: Porn and beer? :bounces up and down:
Cloud: :twitch: No… horror and popcorn.
Zack: :mouth falls open: That's lame! That sound like something you would do for a girl in order to get in her pants. Unless… :sly look on his face: You're offering?
Cloud: O.O No!! I don't want to do THAT! :blushes:
Zack: :pouts: Are you sure? :lower lip quivers:
Cloud: No… I mean… yes! We are not going to do that stuff. We are to sit in front of the screen and watch movies. That's it! Nothing else. :goes to kitchen to bring back bowl of popcorn and throws himself in front of the screen:
Zack: :kicks the ground softly: How boring… :reluctantly sits next to Cloud, grabbing a handful of the buttery snack:
Cloud: See? Isn't this much better than your wild life? :munches on popcorn:
Zack: Meh… :shoves popcorn into mouth:
After an hour into the film, Zack becomes restless and becomes quite a nuisance to the younger soldier.
Zack: You know, Cloud? I just realized something.
Cloud: :annoyed from being interrupted for the sixth time in a row: You finally realized you should nail your mouth shut? :optimistic:
Zack: :frowns: No. :wriggles nose:
Cloud: :disappointed:
Zack: I just realized that whenever we come to your place, you only take me to the living room or into the kitchen. You've seen my entire crib. How about letting me see yours? :sheepish smile:
Cloud: No. :trying to tune out the bothersome man:
Zack: Oh come on! Why not?
Cloud: Because you will offer to do THAT again. -.-"
Zack: No I won't. :shifty eyes:
Cloud: Yeah, sure. Now shut up and watch the movie.
Zack: :mumble grumble: You suck ass.
Cloud: :glares:
A few more insults had been exchange but then the entire room fell silent. The only noise was the shrieking of a woman being slaughtered from the television set. Suddenly, Cloud's cell phone rings with one of the commanding officers yelling into the other end of the receiver.
Commanding Officer: Strife, get down here this instant! That no good buddy of yours trashed the entire training facility due to his recklessness and… ah, hell! One of the metal pipes just fell on poor George.
George: Ow…
Cloud: I'm sorry to hear that, sir. :glares at Zack:
Zack: :off in his own little world:
Commanding Officer: Like hell you are! Just get down here and clean this mess up! :foaming at the mouth:
Cloud: With all due respect, sir, but shouldn't you be contacting First-Class SOLIDER Zack to sanitize the facility?
Commanding Officer: Are you questioning me, officer? :venomous voice:
Cloud: Yes, sir!
Commanding Officer: Good. I was just making sure. :clears throat: We thought it would be good for you to learn how to clean up after the filth your superior creates. That and the fact we can't seem to get into contact with him. Seriously, where is that man?
Cloud: :glaces at Zack:
Zack: :drools:
Cloud: :shakes his head: I wish I didn't know, sir.
Commanding Officer: Huh? What was that? Speak up!
Cloud: I said, "I don't know, either."
Commanding Officer: :sighs: That's fine. Just get down here and help Bobby clean this place up.
Bobby: Um… it's Roalier, sir. :sweatdrop:
Commanding Officer: Bobby. Roalier. They all sound the same! Just fix this place up! :walks over wounded man: And don't forget George here, too.
Roalier: His name is Mikhail, sir.
Commanding Officer: Don't have time for chitchat. Strife, get your behind down here now! :hangs up phone:
Cloud: :listening quietly to the dial tone: Looks like I'm going out.
Zack: :stops drooling: WHERE!? :excited:
Cloud: To work. :annoyed:
Zack: Awww… :slumps back against the sofa:
Cloud: Yeah. No thanks to you! :vein pops:
Zack: Huh? What'd I do? :confused:
Cloud: :sighs: Everything.
Zack: :blink:
Cloud: Never mind! Just go home! :points to door:
Zack: Can't I just stay here?
Cloud: No! There's no way I'm letting you stay here for nearly six hours!
Zack: You really have to be gone that long? :raises an eyebrow:
Cloud: I don't know… that mess sounds unbearably time-consuming. :hangs head:
Zack: Well… sucks for you! :chuckles:
Cloud: :considers smothering Zack with a pillow:
Zack: Look, I won't do anything to your precious apartment. In fact, I could even look out for it. You know, just in case robbers come and try to steal your two-inch screen.
Cloud: :resists temptation:
Zack: Seriously, that thing is way too small. Are you trying to tell me something ELSE is small?
Cloud: Shut up! :steaming: Fine! You could stay. Just don't touch anything and stay right here! The last thing I want is for you to be snooping around.
Zack: I promise I'll stay right here. :angelic smile:
Cloud: Bye… :walks out the door: I have a bad feeling about this.
Zack: See ya! :waits for door to slam shut: YES!! HE'S GONE!!
With Cloud leaving for the Training Facility and Zack inside the rather small apartment, he gets up and starts exploring the unknown.
Zack: Whoo! Down the hall I go! :turns right: What's this? A door? I wonder what's inside! :opens door: A closet… nothing but clothes and boots. Next! :slams door:
Zack continues to open two other doors he saw only to find another closet and a bathroom that was a little too clean for his liking.
Zack: Cloud… you frighten me. I swear it's like a woman lives here or something. :shudders:
He tries to lead his mind into other thought when he notices one door he hasn't touched at the end of the corridor.
Zack: Must be his room. I have got to see this!
The cerulean-eyed man tried to turn the handle only to find the room locked.
Zack: Typical… There must be a key around here somewhere. :searches for two hours: Nothing… must have taken it with him. Oh well… nothing else to do except… :takes out Buster Sword: CUT IT DOWN! :diabolical smirk:
He calmly starts hacking away at the door. Once broken into tiny pieces, the spiky-headed man slowly makes his way into the neatly made room to find hordes of adorable plushies sprouted all over the place.
Zack: No… way… HE HAS A SOFT SPOT FOR PLUSHIES!! :throws himself into the bed to play with the forty-something plushies there: You guys are so cute!
Meanwhile, back at the facility…
Roalier: Cloud, be careful. We don't want to make Mikhail's injuries worse.
Cloud: :drops Mikhail on his back:
Mikhail: Ow!
Roalier: Oh no! Are you okay? :gently picks up Mikhail:
Cloud: Why do I feel this sudden urge to want to kill Zack? Oh my Odin… my apartment.
:Cloud's Apartment:
Zack: :tosses a Moogle plushie into the air: Upsy-daisy! Come back to Papa! :giggles:
After eight grueling hours of pure torture from repairing the Training Facility, Cloud returns home to find a happier-than-usual Zack… if that's even possible.
Cloud: What are you grinning about?
Zack: I saw them. :smirks:
Cloud: :nervous: Saw who?
Zack: Don't play dumb with me. :holds up a Chocobo plushie: He looks like you.
Cloud: You went into my room!? How dare you!! How did you even get in? I have the key! :furious:
Zack: Through the door, of course. :evil grin:
Cloud: :eyes widen: You didn't? :runs to his room: Ack! My door! You tore down my door!
Zack: Actually, I hacked it to pieces. :nods still holding the Chocobo plushie:
Cloud: :glares: It doesn't matter. The point is that I have no door here now. :snatches Chocobo: And give me Mr. Squawkers! You're not allowed to touch him with such defiled hands.
Zack: You named him? :stifles a laugh in failure: HAHAHA!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!! MR. SQUAKERS INDEED!! :wipes away tears from eyes:
Cloud: Shut up! You have no right to judge me!! :runs into room: Did he hurt you, Marshmallow? :picks up Moogle that Zack was playing with before:
Zack: :rolling on the floor laughing his ass off:
Cloud: :fierce look at Zack: Get out! Get out!! GET OUT!!
Zack: :rises to his feet: Relax, man. Where's you sense of humor? I like your sweet side. You should show it to me more often. :smiles:
Cloud: Whatever. :places plushies in rightful place:
Zack: This makes me wonder what kind of underwear you wear.
Cloud: None of your business! :hisses:
Zack: Let me look. :goes behind Cloud and pulls pants down: Whoa! Nice! I didn't think you would wear Lollipop boxers.
Cloud: :struggles to get his pants back up whilst blushing: Zack, you perv!
Zack: To think that those boxers are actually appropriate for what we are to do next. :malevolent grin:
Cloud: No! Don't you dare come near me. :slowly backs away:
Zack: There's nowhere to run to Cloud. The only way is through the door and the only way you are getting out is if you get pass me.
Cloud: :holds on to pants: I'll… jump out the window!
Zack: We're on the eighteenth floor. You won't be able to survive.
Cloud: I'll take my chances.
Zack: :without another word, he dashes forward taking Cloud into his arms and forces his hand down his pants: Oh? You're not as tiny as I thought you were. :smirks:
Cloud: :major blushing issues: Stop it! Get away from me! :violently pushes Zack away and makes a run for it:
Zack: Where're you going? The fun is just beginning! :pursues his prey:
And so ends another adventure of Cloud and Zack. Except this time, it's Zack who's doing the "hunting."
Cloud: :teary eyed: Please Zack! Don't make me into a man yet!! I'm not ready!!
Zack: Too bad! I need release now!! :pounces on Cloud:
Cloud: :blubbers: Why me!?
Zack: I'll give you a little hint. :gropes Cloud's backside:
Cloud: T.T
Uh… I'm not even going to tell you what happens next.