A/N- Edited enjoy.
Chizapter 26 Red Dreams.
Blood still trickled from the wound as the women sped off through the deserted roads. Alexia felt a little lightheaded, but didn't want to stop. Instead, she used a restore materia and screamed random obscenities until the searing pain dulled.
"'Atta girl…suck it up." Alathia laughed as they reached Kalm town.
Alexia grumbled under her breath as the two got off the bikes and made their way to a huge building. Neon lights trimmed its boarders, and a pulsing beat could be heard from the inside. Young adults stood in a single file line, itching to step inside.
":sighs: we have to hurry. Show starts in a half hour." Alexia said calmly as they walked past the bouncers.
Yes, they worked at a nightclub. The neon lights seemed to tangle together right above the entrance to create three words: Chase the Lullaby. The DJs were testing the systems with the best songs they had, while other workers scurried about, preparing everything before everyone came in.
Since rushing about seemed to be the thing to do that night, the girls fit right in as they sprinted to the dressing rooms.
"Nah! 25 minutes to be up on stage. :sighs and reaches into the bag: AH! Where's all my leather crap:pauses and things a bit: YUFFIE! Damnit! What the hell's this frilly pink…SANDALS? I have to flip around and toss myself about in sandals! What the :thrashes around angrily: all right…whatever. At least they have nice tread." Alathia grumbled as she pulled out a frilly/short skirt, tiny white tank top, and pink sandals.
Alexia laughed and posed in her equally as girlie, full-white outfit.
"Yuffie was complaining about us looking like depressed Goths while the other girls were dressed 'correctly'" she tittered and plopped in a chair to do her makeup.
"She doesn't get her earth materia back."
"I heart you Alathia, but its makeup time."
The girls only had twenty minutes left, and it was to be spent on hair and makeup…
And since no one wants to hear the details on how they put on the makeup and what all they did to their hair, I will simply go into the author's rundown of everything that has happened so far. It'd been 4 months since the day Tifa met the men. She and Yuffie had eventually built up the courage to show the rest of Avalanche the men. Cloud had no idea…he would never know because the man had stopped communicating with everyone.
The first thing that would happen is the member of Avalanche would ALWAYS attack Loz…always. Loz would eventually hide behind Tifa and Yuffie. The women would always get pissed off about wasting time, and drag the member to the boats. Then, as soon as they got in the house, Sephiroth always had to go into battle…whether he was eating a sandwich, taking a nap, or fixing Kadaj's bandages.
Then, they'd meet Yazoo, and attempt to battle with him. But the boy would always fall down gasping for breath…He'd sulk off into Kadaj's room, and the member would then see the horrible state he was in. They'd take a good look at what was going on, and would always whole-heartedly agree to help.
That's how it went…every time.
Kadaj coincidentally never healed until he met them all (maybe it had something to do with the magic on the forest). And still, no one knew how the enemy could slip in through the protective barrier on the entrance.
Tifa figured it was because of Jenova, but no one was exactly sure.
Training the girls had become everyone's responsibility. The silver haired men were often too ill or would suddenly start choking on their own breath and hunch over in pain in the middle of battle.
Avalanche did their best to train them, and taught the girls all their moves. Occasionally, the silver haired men would pop out of their hole in the ground and to watch training.
Sephiroth seemed to be watching for something every time they trained with the men. They remembered the first time Sephiroth walked away with a smile on his face.
The women were training extra hard one day. Finally, when they were almost certain they were going to lose…something happened. The horrible red dreams from before seeped into their conscious minds and startle them.
Did they go unconscious…they didn't really know.
All they did know was when they had full control of themselves once again, their opponent lay unconscious, and Sephiroth was doing a jig.
It happened anytime the silver haired men could fight them. They'd fight, the red dreams would take over just before they gave up, then they'd wake up to find their opponent battered/beaten/unconscious, and Sephiroth would always be doing something that made them smile.
Perhaps his jig was his never before seen victory pose.
When they asked what happened, he'd always say they'd reached their ultimate form…when further questioned, Seph would never answer…just say that they'd see in due time.
The girls also gained extra responsibilities. A job was required of them in order to buy food, defense shields, materia, and whatever else they wanted.
The house rarely needed cleaned (there was no dust and no furniture…until later) so Sephiroth tried getting them to cook…he was successful.
Alathia and Alexia enjoyed their freedom and responsibilities. Remember how they didn't like their being no furniture? Guess who furnished each room?
The women also went out and bought the men real clothes…cause they were sick of the dark, dreary, leather outfits.
The men also received underwear because…well, no one wanted to see them artfully covering themselves with bathrobes (excluding fan girls).
Of course the men complained! Yazoo and Kadaj retorted with, "GO buy yourself some clothes." But ya know what…they were totally ignored.
Their job of choice was a small dance club in Kalm town that wasn't even fully finished when they applied.
The women started off passing out fliers at each town. They quickly moved through different positions such as waitress, bussers, cooks, djs, and finally their position at that moment.
Here they sat, sprucing themselves up to sing and dance and… Pretty much entertain the club with live entertainment.
"You ready?" Alathia asked as she finished her lippy.
"Yup, let's go. Shit, I hear them starting the song…Hurry!"
They rushed up the spiral steps and out to the stage.
"Where were you?" one of the dancers questioned as they rushed out on the stage.
"We got…er… hung up in Midgar. Sorry." Alexia answered sweetly and positioned herself next to another dancer.
"Hehe! Well tell us if anyone tried pickin' on you…we'll beat 'em up for ya!" the girl answered and skipped to her own position.
"You couldn't beat up a radish if you tried." Alathia thought as she positioned herself next to her and smiled politely.
The beat of the music made their bodies throb as the laser lights swirled around them. The music dimmed and the women began to sing they lyrics.
"I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your tough in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness but I don't know hwy.
Without you its hard to survive."
They backed away from the crowd and began swaying their hips around dangerously while the melody and throbbing beats took over.
All six girls scattered and began 'doing their own thing'.
After the song finished, Alathia and Alexia scanned the crown for Kadaj and Yazoo.
There they were…front and center.
"Wonder if they can see up our skirts?" Alathia laughed to Alexia, covering her mic and still dancing.
"Not about to ask!" she responded, jumping up and down, still trying to get everyone going.
Alathia laughed and pointed at them. Their disguises made them look odd! Although they were still wearing the leather outfits that made them look dangerous… The boys looked goofy. Kadaj had temporarily dyed his hair blue…Yazoo's was orange. Someone had gotten a little happy with the makeup, and they now looked a "sun-burnt bronze" color, complete with rosy cheeks.
The night was filled with lovely music and beautiful lighting…I'm not writing out another song because it's too hard to describe dancing…. ya just do it.
Eventually the women met up with their men and left. They rode together all the way home…bickering the entire time.
"You dance like a ninny!" Kadaj smirked.
"At least I don't look like one!" Alathia huffed.
"Oh would you two be quiet. You're giving me a headache!" Yazoo complained.
"Really! Cause your hair's making my eyes hurt." Alexia laughed.
Yazoo glared at her and tried knocking her off the bike.
"Hey, I thought you liked me!" she gasped, trying not to fall off.
"I do. Otherwise my precious hair wouldn't be a neon orange color. Its like a bright sign saying 'I'm yours!'" he laughed and stared ahead lazily.
"Your hair changes color too! So does your skin…and eyes…and your outfit…" he stated loudly.
"Shut it Yazoo. They're to find out on their own. Maybe tomorrow during training." Kadaj hissed.
The women just gave each other a confused look, and let the rest of the way to the city be silent. They wandered through the forgotten city quietly and began talking again once on the trail to home.
"Why do you still wear your combat gloves while your performing?" Kadaj questioned softly as he began removing them.
My hands are black with that disease…that's why I wear a band on each of my upper arms as well. Don't want anyone to know I'm sick." Alathia reasoned, allowing him to remove the silver bands around her arms as well.
He sighed and wrapped his strong arms around her gently, placing his chin on her shoulder.
"Have I thanked you enough for helping me like that?"
"Yes, you've thanked me well over enough. In fact, if you thank me once more, I think I'll have a go at your stash of candy again." Alathia warned, and Kadaj bit her shoulder.
"Ow! What was that you ninny?" she questioned with confusion in her eyes.
"You're gonna get chunky if you keep eating all my candy." Kadaj smirked evilly.
"Really, why aren't you fat then? All you do all day is eat candy and sleep. Possibly have a drink when Alexia and me come home, even though we're totally not allowed."
"I know, that's the whole fun in it." Kadaj interrupted.
"Why do you get off the point!" Alathia spat, and received a stone twig to the face.
"Shut up, Seph'll hear and they'll have to sleep in their own beds." Alexia growled, as they entered the house.
"Maybe I don't want him in my bed tonight." Alathia mumbled as she threw off her trench coat and made her way to the kitchen for a drink.
"You don't mean that do you?" Kadaj said, sounding thoroughly crushed.
":sighs heavily: Of course not. What do you want to drink?"
"I want a shot or two." Kadaj smirked.
"You look so funny with your hair and makeup." Alexia laughed at the two boys.
They glared at her and sat down at the counter. Alathia gave everyone a shot (of what…who knows, lol. Let your imagination take over there). Alathia downed hers first and waited for everyone else. Kadaj looked her over curiously and smirked. She gave him a confused look and proceeded to wait for him to down his.
Kadaj dumped the amber liquid in his mouth and leaned in for a kiss. Fooled by his charm, she opened her lips…only to receive a now warm shot of liquor down her throat. She growled in protest, but stopped after she felt his soft tongue against hers.
He pulled away a moment later, a look of accomplishment on his face.
"You are freakin' evil."
"I know ." Kadaj smiled.
Alexia sniffed at her shot curiously and watched as Yazoo downed his.
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"Just give it to me sissy! I'm tired of waiting." Yazoo sighed, snatching the shot away from Alexia's nose and downing it.
They all wished each other good night and separated at the bedrooms.
"Can I stay with you tonight?" Kadaj asked sheepishly.
"Of course you can you fool…Just go take a shower and wash out that funky crap." Alathia laughed, playing with a piece of his blue hair.
He beamed back and shut himself in her bathroom.
Alathia cleared off her bed and made room for Kadaj. After all the extra pillows had been removed, she proceeded to get into her own nightie.
Kadaj emerged a moment later, back to his normal self.
"Hm…nice." She whispered shyly as he walked out in a towel.
"You too." Kadaj purred, pinning her against the wall and letting the towel unfasten on the side.
He was still wet, and droplets of water trickled down his soft cheeks, down to the towel around his thin hips.
Slowly, he leaned in and allowed his lips to meet hers. The towel dropped to the floor.
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Yazoo danced about in his towel, singing his own little song, and laying his own little beat. The towel eventually flew off as the man jumped up and down on the bed angrily… Alexia was fast asleep.