Do Not Disturb

A story by: Angelistical06

)( Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any other copyrighted subject that just might pop up in this fiction. Yada yada yada…)(

Dosage #2

"I'm sorry sir, but we're closed now." a red head man apologized as he locked the doors to his store. "You can come back at 9 a.m. when I'm opened again." Zack sighed loudly. He was freezing! The rain decided to pick up as soon as he stepped outside.

"Look, all I need is a quart of 2 percent milk!"

"But we're closed." The owner repeated and started to walk away. He was tired and was ready to go home and sleep. It was bad enough he had to keep the store open this late.

The younger one ran up to him. "I'll pay you double! Just let me get a pint of milk!" He bargained. "You don't know the importance of this!"

"Sir," the owner began again. "Have you tried the stores in Sector 6? I'm sure there is a 24 hour store there. Now if you'll excuse me. I have to go home now." He got inside his car and briskly closed the door.

"Asshole." the SOLDIER mumbled and turned away. Sector 6 was a good forty minute walk from there. Sephiroth refused to give him the car keys. What was his deal anyways? Zack crossed his arms around his chest and began power walking towards Sector 6. "This is crazy! I could be still asleep right now…"

The sliding doors opened with a ding as the drenched Zack came strolling in. The AC was on inside the deserted store, making him shiver. "Alright, I made it." He exclaimed while walking down the bright white tiled floors in search of the dairy aisle.

"Ah, here we are." He jogged to the glass door fridges and withdrew a quart of blue labeled 2 percent milk. "That sonuva… he'll pay for this one…" He growled walking up to the register and withdrawing a wallet from his back pocket.

A woman with curly brown hair yawned loudly and scanned the milk. "That'll be 115 gil."

"What! For a quart of milk?" He bellowed.

She shrugged and popped a piece of gum in her mouth. It wasn't like she decided the prices at this gig. "Do you want it or not?" Zack slammed his debit card down on the conveyer belt. He came too far to throw it all away now. She took the card and swiped it across the machine. And waited. Then swiped again. And waited. He stood there listening to the cheesy super-market music, wondering what was the hold up.

"I'm sorry. But the systems are temporarily shut down this time of night. You're going to have to use gil." She concluded dryly.

"Heh, but…I didn't bring enough gil with me.." He gritted his teeth, still trying to be polite. This night just kept getting better and better. There was no way he was going to go all the way back to get more gil, then walk back all the way here. "Can't you get the system started up or something?.."

"Does it look like I can do that?"

"Well…" He dug in his pockets and emptied out 50 gil. "Can't you give me a discount or something!"

She counted the gil and laughed. "Nope, sorry. But look, why don't you come back when the systems are up and running.."

"Look! Ms…." He read her name tag. "Hi my name is: Cheryl, I can't GO back home empty handed!" Cheryl sighed and rolled her eyes. "So what do you suggest I do? Because I'm not leaving here until I get a quart of goddamned 2 milk!"

"Hey. Wake up." Zack groaned from his state of slumber on the hard tiled floors. "It's 7:00 a.m. now. The systems are up." The lady named Cheryl woke him. Zack slowly rose to his feet and went to retrieve the milk sleepily.

)( Back to the apartment )(

The front door swung open eerily slow. A extremely fatigued Zack stood in the doorway, clutching onto the bag which held Sephiroth's precious milk. Seph, himself, laid lazily on the couch looking at the T.V in boredom.

"You made it back, finally. I was about to go look for you." He smiled still looking at the tube. His companion made a certain noise that sounded like a 'hmph' and dropped the milk in the hall. Then stepping in, he went straight to his room. All he could do was think about sleeping. Even the urge to literally rip Sephiroth apart was subsided by tiredness.

"Shut up and drink you milk…" Zack mumbled while kicking his door open. The rays of morning sunlight shot through his window and around him. He smiled. Finally! Sweet, sweet sleep! His tired eyes trailed down and onto the vacant spot in which his bed was suppose to be. He blinked and closed the door. After a few seconds he re-entered to find his bed still missing.

"Sephiroth…" He walked back to the front room where the other man still occupied. "W-where's my b-bed?"

"Hmm?" The silver haired General replied innocently. Still watching T.V. Zack scratched his head and made his way over to the T.V turning it off. This was getting crazier and crazier by the minute. "What are you doing? I was watching something.."

"It's 8:43 a.m. I've been outside in the rain since 3:47 this morning. I get your milk. I come home and all I wanted was a little sleep…" He begins to pace around. "But when I go to my room, the bed is missing. Would you mind explaining the absence of it?"

Sephiroth looks up to the ceiling in thought. He knew what happened to his bed, because he was the cause of it's disappearance. "Your bed…your bed…" he contemplated. "Ah, yes. I became restless while you were gone and demolished it with the Masamune…" Zack froze in place. "I hope you don't mind taking the couch a few days."

"Whatever man! Just get up so I can sleep, alright!" He hollered, motioning for Seph to get up.

"Take my bed, I might fall asleep in here…" He stretched and turned the T.V back on. Zack stormed off, bypassing the hall where the milk still remained.

"Aren't you going to drink your milk?"

"What milk?"