Zidane's Weird Day

yukito the Nm Syndromer

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yukito the NM Syndromer- Mwahahahahahaha! I'm back to torture you with another story! This one is going to be

a comedy crossover of FF7, FF8, and FF9. Characters from other games and anime may appear if I see fit.

Don't you just love me?

Zidane- I don't love you, but I'd still do you.

yukito the NM Syndromer- *stares at Zidane for a moment, the presses a button and he gets electrocuted*

BZZZZTTT!

Zidane- Auuuggghhhh! What the hell?!

yukito the NM Syndromer- *sniff, sniff* Mmm! Crispy! But anyway, since you're a newbie muse, you have to be house broken.

You remember that bracelet I gave you?

Zidane- …Yeah?

yukito the NM Syndromer- That's actually a device that can send painful amounts of electricity through the body.

You slip up and I shock.

Zidane- Ah. Did your other muses have to wear this?

yukito the NM Syndromer- Nah, you're the first. It's a prototype.

Disclaimer- I don't own any of the game or anime characters in this fic. If any of my characters show up, then

I can brag about how much they're mine without getting sued. Oh, and I'm not making any money off this fic.

Just letting you know.

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            Zidane jumped into a sitting position and glanced around, eyes wild. He was in his bedroom, but

the sheets were soaked with sweat.

            "Oy, it was just a bad dream," he sighed. "I hope I never get captured and forced to be a muse for

some sick, twisted chick. He patted the silver band that circled his wrist. "Good thing I got this good luck

charm from that complete total stranger on the street!"

            A young girl typing at her computer snickered evilly.

            Zidane got dressed and decided to go down to a bar to cook when he opened his cupboard and found an

old bone. To bad he didn't have a dog.

            Anyway, a few minutes later Zidane found himself waiting at the bus stop. He glanced at his

 watch just as the white and blue bus was approaching from down the street. He squinted. It sure was taking a while

to arrive. He waited a little longer. It still looked like it was the same distance away, even though he could hear the roar

of the engine.

            A few hours later… Zidane was still waiting. He was getting really hungry and he had to take a whiz

pretty bad. He glanced around and then looked down at his feet. When he looked up again the bus loomed over him,

even though he had not heard it approaching.

            "What the hell?" the genome jumped back, shocked. The doors of the bus opened with an audible "hiss".

            "You getting on?" Zell was at the driver's seat.

            "Yeah sure." Zidane climbed onto the bus and took a seat right behind Zell. "Why did it take so long for the

bus to get here?"

            Zell shrugged and closed the doors. "Oh, you know. A watched pot never boils."

            "Wait… what does that have to do with-…" Zidane couldn't get the sentence out before Zell

took off speeding down the street. Zidane yelped as Zell rounded a corner and he was sent flying across

the bus and into an old lady, who promptly smacked him and threw him back into his original seat.

Zell stopped the bus suddenly and opened the doors.

            "Alexandria Plaza. All ashore that's going ashore." Zidane was gripping the seat so tightly that his knuckles

turned white. His fangs were bared and his back arched. His puffed out tail helped give him the appearance of a scared

cat. He slowly got off the bus, the doors almost snapping shut on his tail. The bus drove off speedily as Zell laughed

maniacally.

            "Freak…" Zidane murmured, then turned and walked into a small café.

He sat down at the light brown counter and ordered a cappuccino. While waiting for his drink he glanced over

and saw a boy with spiky blonde hair and glowing blue eyes.

            "Hey, do I know you?" Zidane asked, leaning over and squinting a little. The boy looked up.

            "No. The name's Cloud."

            "I'm Zidane. You here for a drink?" Cloud shook his head.

            "Waiting for my girlfriend." As if on cue, Aeris hopped in, wearing a red skirt and a black shirt that boldly declared,

'I'm Not That Innocent'.

            "Hey, Cloud!" She spotted the silent boy by the bar and started to walk over. Before she could make it across

the room, however, a tall man in black dropped down from the ceiling and stabbed her through the stomach.

He laughed maniacally and summoned a part of Jenova, which began attacking the patrons of the café.

            "NNNOOOOOO!!!" Cloud bolted from his stool and rushed off to the fallen girl's side.

            "Why do you act as if you have emotions. You are but a puppet. You have no heart. You-,"

The watch on Sephiroth's wrist beeped, and he looked at it. "Oh, goody! Time to go kill Mister Shinra!"

He happily skipped out the door.

            "Aw, f@ck. Not again," Aeris gasped out before collapsing. Cloud cradled her body, sobbing. He

then turned his head skyward and shook his fists.

            "Damn you, Salazar! Damn you!" Zidane had watched these events while taking small sips of

his cappuccino. Best not to get involved. He paid the bill and walked out, ignoring the piece of Jenova that

was still attacking the bystanders.

            Zidane needed to go to the bank to deposit a check. So…yeah. Anyway, he was walking

down the street when he bumped into a girl with long black hair wearing seifuku.

            "Hey, you're kinda cute. Want to go see a movie sometime?"

A boy with long silver hair and pointy dog ears jumped in between them and growled.

            "What do you think you're doing?" he glared venomously at Zidane.

            "You must be her boyfriend. Sorry, dude." Zidane shrugged nonchalantly.

            "WHAT! She is not my girlfriend!" the silver haired dog demon swung back a fist, preparing to

slice Zidane for the blasphemous thought.

            "Sit, boy!" He then crashed face-first into the ground. Zidane stepped over his prone form.

            "What the heck was that for?" he heard Inu-Yasha whine at Kagome.

            "Weird couple."

            Turns out there was a huge line at the bank, and by the time Zidane got back home, he collapsed into

bed.

            "I just hope tomorrow isn't as weird as today."

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yukito the NM Sydromer: Tada! Please review! I might write another chapter if I find the time, but I need some ideas.

Tell me if you got any ideas for cameos or what should happen to Zidane.