Warning: This is a yaoi fanfic. Yaoi is homosexual if you want to know. If you don't like it, DON'T READ IT! And don't flame me either, you have been warned.

Also: The characters featured in the fanfic do not belong to me nor have they ever belonged to me. They belong to their rightful creators. This is based on the Final Fantasy VII game. The pairing in Cloud x Sephiroth.

Key: Ok, if you see these lines // in front and behind a word, it means thoughts of the character.
______________________________________________________________________________________________

Unknown Expectations
By: Asura Sotosuri

Sephiroth was dreaming . . . . but it was no ordinary dream. He was standing somewhere in the middle of oblivion; the only thing around was black nothingness. Suddenly a brilliant white light appeared and then he saw someone when it disappeared . . . . someone with spiky blond hair, intense blue eyes. . . . . "Cloud!!!" He started running towards the blond mercenary and when he got in front of Cloud, his eyes widened.

"Cloud, your--" Cloud placed one of his slender finger on Sephiroth's lips to quite him. He then leaned up and pressed his lips to Sephiroth's, kissing him deeply.

When the kiss broke, Cloud whispered, "and so are you."

Sephiroth looked down at himself and sure enough Cloud was right, he was. Cloud Strife and he were standing in the middle of nowhere, naked.

"Yes, I suppose we are," Sephiroth said. Cloud pushed Sephiroth to the ground and got on top of him. "Cloud, what are you doing?!"

Cloud smirked wide. "It's your fantasy Sephy, what do you want me to do?"

Sephiroth smiled and pulled Cloud to him, whispering something in his ear. With that, Cloud started kissing and nipping his way down Sephiroth's torso and---

*BEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* "Sephiroth, wake up. Sephiroth, wake up." The alarm clock continued to sound until he finally got up and shut it off.

"Ah damn it. It was just a dream, a stupid dream." He sat up in his bed and stretched.

True, it was a dream, but what he would give to make it reality. He had no idea why he had been dreaming of Cloud lately or why every morning, whither he remembered the dreams or not, he woke up stiff between the legs, hugging a pillow, and sweating like crazy. Why was the memory of Cloud having such a big effect on him?

He sighed and got out of bed to take a shower. When he got out of the shower he promptly got dressed in his usual outfit and walked out of the small room and into the hallway, down the narrow corridor to the kitchen.

There, sitting at an oak table was his loyal waitress, Sarah. Sarah was an old woman in her late fifties, early sixties with gray hair and green eyes. She had pale skin and she was short but always smiling. Sephiroth felt like he could tell her anything. She had watched him grow up into what he was now and she never blamed him for what he did to the world, she blamed Jenova, but most of all she blamed Hojo. Sephiroth called her Nana Sarah.

"Good morning Sephiroth, did you sleep well?" She asked as she sipped her warm tea. "Yes, I did." It wasn't a lie; he had slept well, just not woken well.

"That's good. Your breakfast is on the counter and your tea is in the microwave." Sephiroth nodded and got his breakfast and sat in front of her at the table.

She watched out of the corner of her eye. "Sephiroth, what's wrong?" She questioned.

The silver hair man ate his toast before he answered. He knew nothing could get pasted Nana Sarah. "Dreams, that's all. They are starting to unnerve me."

Sarah lifted an eyebrow. "Oh?" That tone of voice was questioning and yet full of love and caring. "Do you mind if I ask what kind of dreams they are?" She asked.

Sephiroth finished off his breakfast and took it to the counter before anything else was said. He stood with his hands on the counter top rim and his head lowered. "Nana Sarah, have you ever had dreams; visions of someone your not suppose to have about, someone you want so deeply but can't ever have them?" He asked. So, he did want Cloud, he did need him.

Sarah turned to face his back while she sat in the chair. "It's Cloud isn't it?" She had a tint of humor in her voice and a gentle smile on her face.

Sephiroth gripped the counter top at the sound of Cloud's name. There was a long pause before he turned around. "I have to go Nana." He said, kissing her on the cheek, grabbing his long sword and walking out the door, shutting it rather loudly.

Sarah chuckled. "That boy, he's so cute when he's confused." She got up to go wash the dishes.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~