Zack was just settling down to read his favorite book. His coffee was freshly brewed, his cookies were warm and gooey, and his blanket was tucked around his legs in just the right way. The light above his head was turned on.
And best of all his room was quiet.
He had sent his roommates out just so that he could have one of those rare moments of pure silence, the golden sound of nothing, the blissful sound of … loud knocking at the door.
Zack looked around for a moment, because that couldn't be right. But sure enough some poor fellow was banging on his door like his life depended on it.
Grumbling to himself Zack worked himself out from under his blanket and out of his chair.
And all the while the knocking continued.
"Hold your chocobo," Zack yelled at whoever was desperate to reshape his door.
Opening it he looked at a friend looking down the hall worry and fear in his eyes.
"Sephiroth …?" Zack started but was unable to finish as the taller silver haired man pushed him into the room and closed the door.
"Shhhh," Sephiroth locked the door and sagged against it. "They'll hear you."
"Who?"
"Them!"
Zack listened carefully to whatever his general could hear. Faintly he could hear female squeals and giggling.
"What did you do this time?" Zack questioned his friend.
"NOTHING!" Sephiroth got that look of fear in his eyes again and froze. Not a whisper of air passed his lips.
"Tell me what happened."
"Well I was out in the courtyard working on some hand to hand combat. And I was feeling rather hot, so I took off my coat." Zack just nodded to him and waited for the story to continue. "And then out of nowhere this hoard of woman started to attack me!"
"And that is when you started to break down my door?"
Sephiroth nodded.
"And you want me to hide you?"
Sephiroth nodded again.
"It'll cost you."
Sephiroth grabbed Zack by the front of his shirt and slammed him against the wall. His lips coming up to gently brush against the other pair.
"Not what I had in mind," Zack whispered, "but that will do."
