Everything I Do
by Xyphlenzktic

Disclaimer: All the characters, settings ..etc. are all copyright to the rich and famous SQUARE-ENIX. This will be the main disclaimer: you wouldn't see this appearing in future chapters.
Warnings: If you didn't notice in the summary, this will be a Yaoi fanfiction - meaning that the romance (and future sex scenes) of this story will be dealing between the two males, Zack and Cloud. If you happen to be a close-minded homophobe (shame on you by the way), then just get lost. Make as if you never read this. Please, I don't want any stupid review bashing when the warnings were posted for public view before the story. On another note, if there is any form of OOC in the future, it's not deliberate so I apologize beforehand.

PROLOGUE

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Nibelheim was raining when he left for Midgar.

Thick, heavy laces of rain rammed down on earth like no tomorrow, overflowing the already fertile lands. The present fog affected not only the view in general but the colors of the scene, blending in all forms of red, yellow and blue to an overall mix of morbid, deep gray. It was blurry, and to put it bluntly, a downright ugly mess.

Cloud Strife sat still in the train, keeping his gaze fixed on the rather appalling weather through the glass window of the train. Eyebrows laced into a knot at the end, fingers entwined within each other, Cloud gave a barely audible sigh and intensified his gaze upon the tragic weather.

It had been raining long before he even left Nibelheim to catch the train. His mother was shedding an already excess of glistening streams of tears. He idly looked back...looked back upon the state he had Nibelheim. His home. His childhood.

His mother was in a state of distressed misery when he walked out on her. The only person who showed any form of kindness, concern, and love towards him was not content before he departed for a long adventure.

"Are you well equipped?"

"Have you got enough snack for the way?"

"Did you pack up all your clothes, especially your pullovers?"

"And I hope you didn't forget the second shampooing and conditioner!"

"Oh please, Cloud honey, make it that you'll be okay..."

And then she began to rain.

It hurt. It really did hurt. It hurt to leave his only solace in doubt and in worry. In grief and in pain. It hurt to leave her usually beaming yellow smile of joy, in a sordid gray frown of concern. To leave the only person he had in negative conditions. To leave the only person he had thinking wrong of him.

Panic began to creep into his way - his head - his heart. How could he have left his mother - his only family - his only light - in such pitiful distress? His mother who dearly depended on him like he depended on her? With all what the two had to endure day and night with the other citizens of Nibelheim, the two profoundly needed each other. Cloud hung his head in defeat, looking at nothing more than the scruffy hard metal board of the train floor, and the brim of his shoes. Questions began to flood him of what he had done. Could this have been a mistake? Leaving his mother as now the only prey to the villainy of the citizens in Nibelheim?

What had he been thinking. She needed him. She needed him more than anything to keep moving. So how...why...? Why...?

Stop it, his ego finally got the nerve to bark out. I'm doing all of this for her, for me, for us - for the sake of our lives. The slumbering ego within him had just about time taken it upon itself to set his mind back to how he had it, before leaving his mother.

I'm going to become a SOLDIER. He told himself boldly. I'm going to prove those bitches they call people that I'm much much much worth than what they believe. Yeah...they'll see alright. They'll regret everything. He paused for a moment. I'm going to awe Tifa. Better yet, I'll be able to take care of Mother better.

His ego had done its work. It had re-motivated Cloud to the way he should have been. A small, but still smug smile tentatively crept its way across his rather effeminate face. He brought his head backup high,to confirm his boldness. He turned to look at his reflection through the glass window, to see his boldness for himself. The long golden weaves of hair where partially shadowing his face, hiding his glistening sky blue eyes, big and round like stone gems. He brushed the said strands away from view - in order to properly look at himself, through those innocent eyes of hope.

That's right, his ego told himself again. I'm gonna be a big SOLDIER. A very big one.

I'll return to everyone as a SOLDIER.

There was a gleam within his eyes as his smile broadened.

I'll return to everyone like the famous General...

...Like the Legendary Sephiroth.

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I know this was shamefully short, (sincenothinggoshdarnhappens) but it's just the prologue. Any time from now the actual first chapter would be up. :) If you haven't figured it out for yourself, this is all pre-game, within the years of Cloud as a Shin-Ra grunt. And OMIGAWD! It's not Sephiroth x Cloud! --...