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 #4

Zack sighed closing the door to the apartment with his foot. In his hands lie a brown paper bag. What was in this bag would cure all the troubles his superior was facing. He withdrew a bottle before chucking the bag behind him and walked into Sephiroth's room.

Seph sat on his bed with his towel still wrapped around his waist. There in the physical, his mind was in another place. He didn't feel like getting dressed. All he wanted do was sleep. Was that so wrong? The younger SOLDIER sat next to the spaced out man, grinning smoothly.

"What I hold here is your antidote." He danced the bottle around.

Seph answered without even looking towards him. "Nyquil?"

"Correcto muno." Zack removed the plastic labeling and unscrewed the top. "Even your pal Bic there will cease to exist after a hit of this stuff…" It was a well known fact that the "Liquid Silencer" could knock out the hyper of the most hyper in fifteen minutes flat. No questions asked. True, Sephiroth didn't suffer from any cold symptoms but damn, the man needed some sleep right that moment.

Seph shrugged and took the bottle. He would try anything once. And if it really helped him go to sleep then he would hold no regrets. This insomnia was dragging him into a depression now. "Here goes nothing.." The General put the bottle to his lips and chugged it all down like water. Zack watched in horror. No way in the world could that NOT be dangerous.

"You! Are you trying to kill yourself?" Zack snatched the bottle and desperately tried to look for a poison control center number or something. He had seriously over-dosed there. Sephiroth smiled, yeah right. Like some cold medicine could really kill him.

"Funny, I feel the same. Are yo-…." He cut off. Whoa. Did the room always spin that fast? Turns out that stuff WAS pretty powerful. Next thing he knew, he was falling off the bed and unto the floor. Where he completely blacked out.

The now frightened Zack knelt before him. That couldn't be a good sign. Grabbing Bic the pen, he poked him. "Seph?…You dead?" No reply. Well, not a verbal reply. More like a soft snore. "Talk about instant results… Maybe he took the amount he really needed." He held up the empty bottle and strolled off. No way was he going to haul him from the floor to the bed. He'd be fine on the floor. Better back support.

"…Hey….Hey! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!"

An aqua-green eye shot open, slightly redden, to see a black and white pen laying next to his head.

"You fell asleep again." The pen sighed.

"That was the plan!" He snarled back. Bic fell silent for a moment.

"I was lonely… You never talk to me anymore…"

Sephiroth sat up slowly. 4:59 a.m. So close to sunrise. He almost got some rest… "Bic…" a groan escaped him as he rose to his feet. Damn relationships, always compromising something in life.

Besides be awakened by an inanimate object, something didn't feel right. Something felt like it was confining his groin area. Ah, yes the towel. He walked over to his closet to find a pair of pants. Boxers would only make him feel more uncomfortable at the moment. After finding a suitable pair, the towel dropped down around his ankles to reveal an interesting sight…

"My, weren't WE having a good dream…" Bic proclaimed.

Seph was undoubtedly suffering from an unprovoked erection. "I don't remember dreaming about anything sexual…" He wobbled it to see if it would go down. No such luck. "Great."

"Don't wobble alone! Let me help you.." the pen offered.

"Shut up. I think I can wobble it on my own…" He put the pants on, hoping it would conceal his extension. "It should go down soon…"

)( an hour and thirty minutes later…)(

"ZACK!" Sephiroth violently shook the sleeping entity that occupied the couch.

"Sorry Sir!" Zack jumped up and saluted, still half sleep. If he was caught sleeping at his post again, he would surely be punished… After a few seconds he fully came to. "…Er, Sephiroth what's your issue! Nearly scared me to death…" He rubbed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

Seph flung the pillow he was using to cover up his crotch. "THIS is my issue! What the hell was in that medicine!" The younger one jumped at the sight of Seph's full blown 'attention stance'.

"N-nothing. I mean it's Nyquil." He tore his eyes from it. Funny, he never remembered it being so large. "Says nothing about sexual side-effects. Maybe you shouldn't have chugged the whole damn bottle.." Seph wasn't going to pin this one on him! Nobody told him to drink it all.

"What am I suppose to do?…" The insomniac paced, running a hand through his silver hair. "That meeting with the President is in another hour…"

"Did you try, rubbing it away?"

"Of course I did! Didn't work." He should've tried longer, but then he'd face the risk of getting carried away and making the problem worse.

"You were probably doing it wrong. There's a way you can solve that." He pointed to Sephiroth's groin. "Don't you have any looser fitting pants?"

Seph shook his head no and rested it against a neighboring wall.

"Look, here. I'll let you borrow one of my girly magazines. Do what you have to do and see if it goes away then." Zack disappeared into his room, soon returning with a nudey mag. The other hesitantly took it. This was highly embarrassing, but if it would help…

"Fine." He mumbled and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Zack turned on the T.V. He didn't necessarily want to hear how it was going in there. Though, the thought was intriguing. There was a knock at the door. With a grunt, the black haired man got up and answered it.

"Hey." A yellow haired teen spoke. "Is Sephiroth up?"

Zack nodded walking away. "Yeah, he's in there beating up his-…" Whoops. A bit too much information. Cloud closed the door behind him, frowning in slight confusion. "…his…Uh, his you know. T-the thing that is definitely not his penis." Smooth move.

"Y-yeah. I beat that up all the time." Cloud agreed, not having a clue what he was talking about.

Sephiroth stepped out the bathroom, the sound of a flushing toilet exited with him. "No good. Besides, how can you read this stuff? It's all fake…" He said skimming through it and not looking up.

"Seph! Why don't you acknowledge our G-U-E-S-T, Cloud!" Zack coughed. Seph looked up and immediately hid it behind his back.

"Cloud! Hi…" He cleared his throat and stepped back into the bathroom a bit. Ashamed of his 'perky' trouser snake. "What are you doing here?"

"You said I could accompany you on the next ShinRa meeting." Cloud shuffled his feet. He waited all week for this opportunity to be seen with his hero. Sephiroth, on the other hand, had forgotten all about it.

"So I did…So I did." Man, just how was he going to pull this one off. "Make yourself comfortable, I'll be ready in sec." He grabbed Zack by the collar and dragged him away into his room.

Ow…" He groaned after being thrown in.

Seph closed the door and leaned against in. "Now what! I can't escort the kid like this!"

Zack rubbed his neck, trying to think up an excuse. "Well… why not? I mean, THAT happens to guys all the time." It was perfectly normal. They were still young. Sephiroth wasn't buying it. He had a reputation to uphold.

"Let me borrow a too big shirt…"

"See? I told you, you show off, that one day all those muscle shirts wouldn't come in handy." Zack teased. "Besides, anything too big for me would probably fit you just right."

"So just exactly what am I suppose to do, Zack?"