Hey y'all! It's been a while, eh? Well, I'm back with a rather long chapter. This chapter is only FF, but next starts the actual crossover. Please bare with me a little while longer. Review Responses down at the bottom. Also, for those who are curious, I'm using Cloud and Sephiroth's Kingdom Hearts looks. They're just so much cooler.
1 week earlier…
Cloud opened the door to the Highwind. It was a calm scene. Tifa was on the couch, chatting with Yuffie. Cid was speaking with the pilot. Red XIII was asleep on the floor. Barret was watching TV, and Vincent was by the computer with Cait Sith.
"Hey guys." he said.
"Hi Cloud." was the collective response.
"I've got an announcement." Cloud continued. He moved away from the door, revealing the dark figure of none other than-
"Sephiroth!" Barret yelled. He stood up and raised his gun-arm.
"Relax." Sephiroth said. Before anyone could move, he was behind Barret with the Masamune to his neck. Barret froze.
"Barret, wasn't it?" Sephiroth continued, "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. I'm here to…reform, I suppose you could say."
Sephiroth smirked and sheathed Masamune. He turned and walked toward the couch, his wing sprouting from his back suddenly. He passed Tifa and nodded in a "Hello" manner.
Tifa, who had remained starring wide-eyed until that point, shook her head and walked to Cloud. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the deck. The group, including Sephiroth, starred in bewilderment. Then, Cid cleared his throat.
"I knew she had him whipped."
"I doubt that's the situation, Cid." Vincent said.
"What were you thinking!" Tifa yelled.
"Look, Tifa, I know you think this is a bad idea-"
"A bad idea? A bad idea? The man almost destroyed the Planet! He killed my father! He killed your mother! He killed Aeris! And you're inviting him to stay with us? Are you out of your mind?"
Cloud looked away. Tifa looked at the door to make sure it was closed, then turned back to Cloud.
"Cloud, he killed the woman you loved. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" she asked.
"I didn't love Aeris…" Cloud said. "But that isn't important. He was my friend. He saved my life in SOLDIER on more than one occasion."
"But that wasn't real, Cloud. It didn't happen."
"But I remember it, Tifa!" he shot back. "Whether it happened or not, I remember it. He was my friend. I want to help him."
Tifa starred at Cloud. Her mouth moved several times, but no sound came out. Cloud turned around to leave. Before he got anywhere, Tifa turned him around and hugged him.
"I'm sorry, Cloud." She cried softly.
Cloud hesitantly hugged her back.
"It's alright Tifa. It's alright."
"I don' trust him." Barret said.
The group was gathered in a clump on a wall of the Highwind, all staring at the couch on which Sephiroth slept. They were reasonably afraid of the man. After all, not only was he naturally creepy, tried to kill them all, and had two monstrous transformations, but he also had a very long and pointy piece of metal in his hands as he slept, and was tossing and turning. Never good.
"Neither do I, but there isn't much we can do about it." Red XIII said.
"Cloud trusts him," Vincent said, "Shouldn't that be enough for us?"
"I gotta take a piss." Cid said.
"I'm goin' over there." Barret said.
He inched away from the group, all of whom held there breath. Sweat dripping from his face, he got up to the couch and leaned over it. What he saw was quite frightening.
Apparently, while the group had deliberated his trustworthiness, Sephiroth had got up and walked away. All that was there was his coat and a Seph-sized indent on the cushion. Barret straightened up and scratched his head, a "what in the hell?" look on his face.
SLAM!
Sephiroth dropped down from the rafters in which he was hiding right behind Barret, the Masamune impaling the couch right next to him. Barret screamed and fell over.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!"
Sephiroth laughed like he hadn't in years.
"Fuel?"
"Good."
"Air tanks?"
"Good."
"Engines?
"Good."
"We're good to go.
Cid turned to Cloud and nodded.
"Ready when you are."
Just as Cloud opened his mouth, Tifa walked sleepily in to the cabin. She was in her pajamas, her makeup was running , and her hair was a mess. She yawned and glanced at Cloud and Cid.
"What time is it?" she asked. Cid glanced at Cloud, who checked his watch.
"A little after 5:30." he said.
"What are you two up to this early?" she asked, now suspicious.
"There's a perfectly logical explanation, miss Tifa." Cid said, "And Cloud's gonna explain it."
Tifa turned to Cloud, who was white as a ghost.
"Well?"
"Huh? Oh, uh, we're…uh…planning a trip to Kalm?" Tifa raised an eyebrow.
"Try again." Cid muttered.
"He's leaving the planet."
Tifa, Cloud, and Cid turned around to see a boxer-clad Sephiroth leaning against the computer. Her turned to the threesome and yawned.
"And, obviously, he's taking us with him."
Tifa turned back to Cloud and Cid, She walked towards the calmly, though a vein was visible in her head and her fists were clenched. Cid knew what was coming.
"Oh, hell no!" he said, and ran off. Cloud tried to follow, but Tifa grabbed his collar.
"Sephiroth, fetch!"
"Why in the hell should I?"
Tifa turned around and gave him a glare that would get any sane man pissing himself. Even though the word sane didn't really describe Sephiroth, the look still scared him quite a bit, and so, Fido fetched. Tifa the proceeded to beat Cloud.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING NOW?" she screamed. She then turned to Cid, who was struggling against Sephiroth's grip, and punched him twice in between words.
"WHY -slap- WOULD YOU -slap- HELP HIM -slap- WITH SOMETHING LIKE THIS -slap- YOU KNUCKLE HEADED -slap- DUMBASS! -slapslapslap-." She screamed.
Sephiroth couldn't help but laugh as Cid lay on the ground, bleeding, next to Cloud.
"You've managed to succeed where I couldn't, good job." he said.
"This isn't funny!" Cid yelled, black eye and bruises already forming. "Has she ever hit you?"
"Sephiroth thought for a moment, then nodded.
"When I was in my Bizarro form, all of you attacked me."
"Right…"
"Blast off!" the pilot yelled. Tifa starred at him.
"Dick. Ah!"
The Highwind flew off, knocking those still standing off their feet, and waking up those still asleep over.
Mystical Elf of AI: Thanks very much. I hope you like this chappie.
chris: I know, I know, not soon. I have a lot of stuff goin' on right now. Plus, I broke my arm and couldn't type for a while. Sorries.
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