Stained Souls

Chapter 22: Encountered I

"I think she's waking up!"

"Quiet!" Denzel snapped. "You're giving her a headache." Tifa clasped the back of her head in pain from the wrench which knocked her out.

"What happened?" She looked around the room, tying to figure out why she was in their bed.

"Cloud saved us from Louis!" Marlene jumped but was stopped when Denzel shoved her in annoyance.

"What!" Tifa gasped. "Cloud was here!"

The mercenary stood for so long in place without moving away from the car. While scanning the horizon for movement he then remembered he came unarmed and vulnerable for any attack. The only thing that could stop death was his strength and from what he'd seen Kadja do, it wouldn't be nearly enough.

The scenery was a painful sight to anyone who remembered the beauty and grandeur which he had three years ago before the Shinra Crisis. Now where the tall buildings were is dust and debris. Chunk of metal were scattered everywhere and still large sections of skyscrapers still dotted the landscape. Ironically the sight of the battlefield empowered Cloud with something he once remembered. Not even the ex-soldier could label a name on it.

The wind picked up its strength waking Cloud up to where he was now. Its call brought him to sprint up the rolling hill to find Kadja's bike parked below. He looked frantically around for the rider.

Suddenly, he was knocked into a crumbling wall with the culprit's weight pushing against him. Pinning him to the concrete. As Cloud struggled to get free Kadja softly lectured.

"I'm surprised you would come after me and leave your lover alone." With this he released Cloud and backed away in his own safety.

"You sent an assassin to kill Tifa." Cloud recalled carrying a threatening look towards the giggling man.

"Of course." He chuckled while circling the blonde. "I did say that you'd survive longer in Midgar but not your loved ones." Cloud glared daggers at him. "In the beginning I thought she was the one that was most close to you but…heh. When I saw you with him it was too late to change my orders. Luckily that bald one got to him still. I felt a little jealous."

"Good." The mercenary retort. Kadja bowed his head with a smile and looked up when he stopped circling Cloud.

"Your death doesn't have to happen."

"It won't!"

"You can come with me." Kadja began walking toward from behind.

"For what!" The blonde barked.

"To not be alone when the time comes. For reunion." The latter came in a close whisper that almost touched Cloud's ears. He spun around to find Kadja directly behind him. "I've seen that look on you face."

"There's no look I carry!" Kadja ignored him.

"Not seeming to understand you or what you've done."

"And still you won't understand it either!"

"So you're saying the Turk will!" Kadja giggled while twirling a lock of Cloud's hair. "No. You're lost as the rest of us, that's why we must unite in the reunion."

"Don't touch me!" Cloud slapped away the hand.

"You weren't as defensive that night. Actually, you wanted it." The mercenary's icy blue eyes stared hard at the green ones which matched its intensity so perfectly.

"I never wanted that!" Cloud hissed coldly. Kadja struck a bold move for a bold time. At this he grabbed Cloud's crouch and began caressing the bulged in his pants. From this Cloud couldn't hold back a slight moan and allowed Kadja to push him back against that same wall.

"Do you want this?" Kadja slurred. "Do you want to take me here?" Cloud didn't answer but looked long into Kadja's eyes which were as alluring but frightening as Sephiroth's. However, emotions fueled through the ex-soldier quickly; making him forget himself utterly at the moment. Without warning Cloud grabbed his enemy by the collar and kissed him passionately.

Kadja allowed Cloud to take him and run his adventurous hands where ever he wanted, unlike their last encounter. Whispery gasps and hushed moans were the only thing that sounded from them. The blonde released Kadja's lips for them to run down his untouched neck. He roughly tugged and pulled down the silver man's collar to better enjoy his skin other then his neck.

While the mercenary struggled to quickly unbuckle the ties that held Kadja's leather coat, the killer silently began to unshield his blade. Making sure Cloud didn't notice he slowly wrapped his arm around Cloud's back and out of sight before raising it to plunge into his back. Before staking the blade down he aimed to where his heart might be.

Now was the moment to kill his adversary. Not another one would be more perfect then this; while the lion was ambrosial and asleep in the senses. However, there was a side effect that the assassin didn't think of. He also was well in the storm of pure ecstasy as much as Cloud. Killing him would only end this bliss he was feeling, electrocuting his body to life. Yet the job must be done, and to achieve pure greatness, you must push aside pure enjoyment.

Kadja decided he must kill Cloud but…just when he was about to stab him he heard a click of a gun. The killer gasped. He felt rouge lips scrap across his ear.

"You can't tell me that a hero is this thick headed." The blonde whispered making sure Kadja felt his own gun barrel thrust into his stomach. Kadja lifted his head off of Cloud's shoulder and looked him long in the eye. So is he going to kill me yet?

As if the mercenary heard him, Cloud whipped Kadja's arm in front of him and tried to plunge it into his own chest. But he underestimated the silver haired man's strength which was able to tear away from Cloud's control and slash the blade at him.

Luckily Cloud back flipped away from his opponent in a safer distance with the gun still pointing at Kadja. The other threw the blade away aside and thrashed out his sword, still caked with blood from those that last fell from it. At this Cloud knew that his single gun won't be much help at the moment.

"Your move first." Kadja teased.

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