AN: A Highschool AU Zac/Yaz

DISCLAIMER: I Don't own them...Don't bother sueing.

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It wasn't easy being the middle brother.

Always having to soothe Loz when his grades were low, bearing the brunt of Kadaj's temper tantrums when he didn't get his way.

He was the one to make dinner when Sephiroth was too tired.

He was the tutor.

He was the maid.

He was the caretaker.

He was...

So wrapped up in his own thoughts he wasn't looking where he was going. His binders clattered to the floor as he ran into a rock hard chest, his feet skidding on someone's leftover lunch. He yelped as he fell dreading the inevitable impact with the ground...

And ouch, did it hurt.

The floor was cold too.

"Whoops! Sorry about that, guess I wasn't watching where I was going." The slender boy glared up, and up, and up, into bright blue eyes before painfully pushing himself to his feet.

"Yeah. Work on that." A large hand handed him his trigonometry book, which he hurriedly snatched.

"I'm almost sorry I didn't cop a feel!" He stopped in the action of picking up his world History binder.

"What?" A light blush spread over bronze features, spiked ebon locks falling across the shoulders of what some might call a God on Earth...They...were not Yazoo Strife.

"Did I say that out loud?" One emerald eye twitched, a pale hand clenched, a single fist sped towards it's target...and was intercepted.

"Don't punch like that! That'll hurt your wrist, keep it aligned like so..." Calloused hands gently positioned his hand.

"And put all your weight behin-" Everyone always said the middle Strife brother was the quickest learner.

He would have thought nothing of the encounter, had the blue eyed menace not followed him.

"That was a good punch. I guess you've hit people before."

"No." the towering Behemoth cocked his head.

"Really? I could've sworn you had." Yazoo growled, spinning to face his six foot puppy.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?" A sheepish grin spread across the Adonis's face.

"Oh, I'm Zack. And I'm following you 'cause you're cute." For a second the silver haired teen was shocked.

Kadaj had been called drool worthy,

Loz had been called beefcake,

but no one seemed to remember he existed.

"What class do you have next?"

"Histo-" A bearlike paw grabbed his wrist.

"Skip it!" and they were flying through the halls, even as the bell for class rang.

"Put me DOWN you-you neanderthal!" But it was useless, through the halls, past the hall monitor even as she shouted for them to stop and out the doors. He could feel his boots skidding across the asphalt, and took a second to wonder at the fact that he had finally found someone as tall as him. But that took second place to the thoughts that filled his head as he was tossed on to-

"A Motorcycle!? Are you CRAZY?!" Zack grinned swinging into place in front of him.

"So they say! Hang on tight."

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Zack laughed as they pulled into the parking lot for Stargil. The hot boy's skinny arms were wrapped around his waist tight enough to choke a cow.

"You can let go now." Bright green eyes glared up at him.

"Speed limits are posted for a reason!" Cocking his head to the side he let his eyes roam down the gorgeous bod, slender arms encased in a black long-sleeved t-shirt, and denim covered legs that just begged to wrap around his waist-

A palm cracked against his cheek.

"I swear! You're like a trained Ape, without the training!" Grinning hugely the senior scratched his head.

"Sorry, it's just, you're really, really hot. I can't help it." The hand came sailing towards his face again, but he caught the wrist gently. Grinning as he brought the palm up to his lips, he brushed a tender kiss across the smooth skin. The flush he got was worth the slap before hand.

"Wanna go out for coffee?"

Yazoo blinked as the magic word floated into his ears. His God, his one and only, Coffee. But how to accept, without truly accepting?

"Well, you've already kidnapped me. I don't suppose I can refuse."

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Yes, CG requested this a while ago...it's never gonna get longer so...I hope you enjoyed it!