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The Dance- part 2 of 11
Sephiroth's POV
Sephiroth had been extremely bored, standing with his 'date'- a rather airheaded blonde mall rat with a decent figure who had run off to dance with her friends. He didn't actually care. He had only brought her because he had a reputation to keep up- he never went solo to a dance. Ever.
'I'll have to remember to tell her that I won't be seeing her again.' he thought absently, looking through the crowd for a decent replacement girlfriend. He was extremely picky, but he could afford to be. As the stud of Midgar High, he literally had his pick of any girl he desired.
'Too bad the one I desire is off-limits, in so many more ways than one.' Sephiroth thought, smiling a bit sadly. He let his eyes roam the dance floor. 'She's a brunette, another brunette, a redhead, a blonde- no, wait, she's too busty. Black hair, brown hair, another black haired one, brown, blonde-' His eyes flicked to the blonde girl in a silvery outfit, shining in the lights. 'Possibility- not too tall, short hair...' he thought, then almost hit himself. He was doing it again.
He sighed.
Everytime he broke up with someone, he looked for another girl just like his last girlfriend. Well, physically similar, anyway. It wasn't because he had liked his previous girlfriend, it was just that all of his girlfriends had the same physical characteristics. They all looked like the one person he desired but could never have- Sephiroth assumed it was a subconscious thing, to only be attracted or even consider blondes as potential girlfriends. It was so much easier to impose the face of the one person he loved over the face of his current girlfriend if his girlfriend had blonde hair. Even easier if she had blue eyes and short hair, as well as being slightly shorter than he was and having a light frame.
He had tried to look at brunettes, and people with black hair, red hair, or even people that dyed their hair weird colors- like blue or purple. He could never feel an attraction to them, however, and so he had stuck with blondes and hoped that no one figured out that all of his girlfriends looked a lot like-
He cut the thought off. Now was not the time to be thinking of the one person he wanted to have hanging on his arm. It was useless to think about it because it could never happen. Often when he was alone, he entertained fantasies of going out with the blonde he secretly adored. He thought of what it would be like to kiss the blonde, wondering if those petal-pink lips were as soft as they seemed, or if he could make those blue eyes darken with lust. If he could make that voice call his name with anything other than hatred...
But no, it was an impossible dream, even for him.
Cloud Strife was perhaps the only person he knew of that hated him, and the only person that had gotten completely past his defenses and stolen his heart. Cloud had picked fights with him many times, glared at him, and yelled at him, but Sephiroth couldn't hate him. Cloud was simply too cute when angry, though Sephiroth knew better than to say so out loud.
His eyes kept scanning the room, keeping the blonde girl in the silver dress in mind in case he could find no one else.
He had just about given up his search when he saw a flash of blonde hair out of the corner of his eye. He glanced back, seeing a girl standing in the corner, looking off to the side.
She had blonde hair, had a slight frame, and seemed to be slightly shorter than Sephiroth himself. Before he knew what he was doing, he walked closer to her, studying her face. She was beautiful- almost abnormally so, like her ethereal beauty should belong to someone or something else.
Her eyes were also the purest shade of blue he had seen- the exact same shade as Cloud's eyes.
"Excuse me?" he heard himself asked, making a decision- she would be his next girlfriend. She was almost perfect...
'Hopefully she not only looks like Cloud, she has some of the same personality traits.' he found himself hoping. She could never be Cloud, but if she was close enough he may be able to fall in love with her.
He noticed her staring, looking at him as though he was some sort of Greek god and she would like nothing more than to worship him.
"Miss?" he asked, amused at how her eyes jerked up to his face.
"Y-Yes?" the girl asked, clearly nervous.
"What are you doing here by yourself? Do you not care for dancing?" Sephiroth inquired, curious as to why someone as gorgeous as she would be alone.
'Did her boyfriend abandon her? She must certainly have someone... looking like that?'
"I- uh, not really." the girl said, still sounding very nervous "My friends brought me here." she added, blushing. Sephiroth almost smiled at her uncertainty, but restrained himself.
"Perhaps you'll allow me to change your mind?" he asked, smirking privately as he thought of how much he'd enjoy changing her mind about dancing. Disregarding the fact that it was a fast song playing at the moment- a slow song was bound to come one soon- he bent in half and gently kissed her hand. "Would you like to dance?"
"Are you always this much of a gentleman or am I special?" the girl asked, finally relaxing a little as Sephiroth straightened up and looked deep into her bright blue eyes.
"Believe me, you're very special." Sephiroth said.
"I'd love to dance with you." the girl finally replied, after a few seconds of deep thinking. Sephiroth put a hand at the small of her back and brought her to the dance floor, smiling as a slow song came on.
'Perfect timing.' he thought to himself, grinning even wider when the girl moved her hands so she was holding one of his shoulders and moved her hand to hold his free hand. He slid his hand slowly to her hip, enjoying her blush, and lifted their joined hands slightly so they could dance. Slowly, he began to sway, the girl moving with him as if in a dream. Carefully and subtly, he drew her closer to him so they were almost touching. The blush that had barely left her face returned, ten shades darker.
"What's your name?" he asked, continuing to sway to the music as he vaguely noticed many other couples doing the same thing.
"Clo- Clementine." she responded, tensing up for a second but then relaxing. Sephiroth thought it odd how she had paused, but gave it no further thought.
Cloud's POV
Cloud almost kicked himself. He had almost told Sephiroth his actual name! While he had been lucky so far- Sephiroth hadn't seemed to realize who he was- the name would be a dead giveaway and he would be the laughingstock of the school.
He knew he wouldn't have ordinarily messed up if it hadn't been for the fact that it was Sephiroth he was practically plastered against. Cloud had to keep some distence in between them- he didn't want Sephiroth feeling the actual planes of his body through the dress he wore. He had to keep Sephiroth from feeling all of his 'womanly' features, even though he saw some other couples dancing, looking like they were trying to become one body because they were so close together.
"Clementine, hmm?" Sephiroth said, seemingly intrigued. "Interesting name."
"Thanks." Cloud said. When Sephiroth said nothing, Cloud added onto his senetence. "I already know your name- Sephiroth." he said. Sephiroth seemed pleased.
"Really? I don't recall saying it-"
"Is there anyone in Midgar High that doesn't know your name?" Cloud asked, smiling. "Of course I know it."
"You go to this school?" Sephiroth asked, surprise showing in his voice. "I assumed you were the girlfriend of a boy that went here. A beauty like yours would not go unnoticed by me." Cloud blushed, basking in the praise.
"I've gone here for years- I'm just not noticeable normally." Cloud said, looking away. "Though I'm sure that you're always noticed. Your hair is unforgetable, and your eyes kinda glow. If you've been somewhere once, you're the kind of person that gets remembered."
"You're right- it does get annoying sometimes, though." Sephiroth said, feeling the urge to open up to the blonde he was holding. "I'm not usually remembered by my eyes, however. Usually people only notice my hair."
"Oh." Cloud said, blushing again. 'I think this costume is starting to affect more than just my appearence...' "Well, I can't help but notice your eyes. They're beautiful, but you've probably heard this all before."
"I haven't." Sephiroth said, leaning slightly towards Cloud. The song was ending, much to their surprise. "And, in my opinion, your eyes are much more unforgetable." With that said, Sephiroth pressed his lips to Cloud's.
Cloud gasped, freezing for a moment as his mind hurriedly processed what was happening.
Sephiroth was kissing him. Kissing. Him.
Cloud eagerly kissed back, realizing that this may be his only chance, willingly parting his lips to turn the chaste kiss into something much more passionate. Sephiroth's tongue was instantly in his mouth, running over his tongue, his teeth, even the hard plate on the roof of his mouth, sensually and seductively inviting Cloud's tongue to play. Cloud took the hint, lightly moving the tip of his tongue over what he could reach of Sephiroth's. They broke apart, breathing hard, but Cloud didn't want it to end and sought that contact again, pressing his mouth fiercely to Sephiroth's.
It was only when Sephiroth began moving his hands to Cloud's sides and lightly rubbing, encouraging the continuation of their make-out session on the dance floor, that Cloud came back to his senses.
'What am I doing?' Cloud demanded, horrified at his actions. 'He'll figure it out- he'll hate me, I know it! Oh gods, I have to go, now, before he figures it out!' Cloud pushed Sephiroth away.
"I'm sorry!" he said, turning and bolting like the hounds of hell were on his heels.
Just before he got to the door, he spared one last glance behind him.
Sephiroth stood alone on the dance floor, watching him leave with a look of confusion on his face and hurt in his eyes. Turning his head back around, Cloud didn't stop running until he reached his car. With shaking fingers, he hastily grabbed his keys and jammed them into the lock, twisting the keys around and slamming himself down on the seat. He closed the door quickly, then started the car. As soon as he could, he peeled out of his parking spot, out of the parking lot, and away from his school.
He drove to his apartment building, slightly calmer now that he was away from the school. With a heavy heart no longer held up by panic, he parked his car. His throat and eyes stung, but he hardly noticed as he locked his car quietly and walked up the nearby steps to his floor. As soon as he was on his floor he ran to his apartment, not wanting any of his neighbors to see him like this. He unlocked his door and threw himself inside, slamming the door shut behind him.
Numbly, Cloud stumbled to his room, not even caring as he ran into things in the dark, not complaining as he bruised a shin on a coffee table. Once in his room he quickly stripped and collapsed onto his bed.
Warm tears ran down his face- tears he hadn't realized he'd cried until he was laying down and his tears pooled on the pillow beneath his head.
"I... I kissed Sephiroth." he whispered, putting a hand to his lips, as if some remnant of the kiss lingered. Nothing.
Cloud buried his head in the downy softness of his pillow, muffling quiet sobs.
'I kissed him, and I ran away.' The look of hurt in Sephiroth's eyes was still very clear and very vivid, and Cloud hated himself for putting that look there. Even when he and the other fought, it had never hurt Sephiroth as much as 'Clementine's' rejection.
'I had everything I wanted...' Cloud thought sadly. He had had everything, but hadn't been allowed to spend more than four minutes in heaven. One four-minute slow dance was all the happiness he was going to get- a taste of paradise, and oh how Cloud hungered for more. His first kiss had been with his first love- it should have been perfect.
'What hurts most, though, is that he thought he was kissing some girl, and I didn't have the strength to tell him that he was kissing me. Me, of all people. I can't let him know- I should just forget it. I never should have let it happen...'
A/N: How was it? How many people think that it would be too cliche for Seph to have found out right then and there, and how many think he should have? I won't tell if he does or not- your reviews shall decide your fate! Onward!
I'll probably post the next chapter next Saturday- make you sweat for a week, then give it up! Enjoy! See you next week!