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I know, some of you might have this look, 0.0, or maybe this one, ., or maybe this one, :0. Yes this is an update and not a month out! Bare with me for a little while, this can be consider a filler chapter, but it does hold importance! You... just have to look for it! :) Anyways, enjoy! Oh and thanks for those of you who have fallen in love with this story!
"No, you may not have your security card." Angeal told Zack. The two were on the Soldier floor waiting for the elevator. Well Angeal was waiting while giving Zack instructions. "And if I hear that you have caused some sort of trouble, in which I have to come and get you, well, you won't like the consequences. Am I understood Zackary?"
"Yep!" Zack saluted Angeal.
"Good, I shall be back about lunch time." Angeal said as the elevator doors open. He stepped in and looked at Zack sternly. "No. Trouble."
"Okay, okay, I got it the first three times." Zack exaggerated as the doors closed. His carefree pasture fell when Angeal was no longer there. Zack was tiered of this. He could handle the no training part for a little while, but not this long. Then this morning, Dr. Daniel had arrived after breakfast. Zack tried hard to keep his irrational fear in check of the medicine man and hopefully well enough Angeal didn't notice.
Zack walked toward the sitting area where a few of his peers were waiting for whatever activity they had planned today. Zack's face lit up upon seeing Kunsel leaning against the wall with his phone out. He walked over waving at the man, but Kunsel was too attached to his phone to notice Zack. Smiling, Zack shoved his face in between Kunsel's face and the phone screen so he was looking at the phone. The phone was opened to a file labeled 'Missions.'
"Whatcha doing?" Zack sang out.
"Zack!" Kunsel said as he pushed Zack's head out of his personal space.
"That's me." Zack gave his friend a big smile. "Don't wear my name out."
"How did the mission end last night? I assume the Turks found you." Kunsel inquired as he stood up straight, put his phone away, and faced Zack.
"Yah," Zack answered dejectedly.
"So mission failed?" Kunsel summed up.
"No actually, I made it back into the building and into my room before dinner! Oh, yeah!" Zack said as he fist pumped the air.
"How… No… they didn't." Kunsel said with disbelief flooding his voice. "Though, they must have. But why would they help you?"
"Not sure," Zack said as he rubbed the back of his head. "After all the Turks are the Turks."
"Dang, you're lucky." Kunsel admired. "Oh, I've been meaning to ask you. Do you know anything about this 'ghost Turk'?"
"What?" Zack asked. "I haven't heard anything about it."
"What rock have you been living under?" Kunsel teasingly asked.
"The one named Angeal." Zack commented sourly.
"What?" Kunsel inquired as he watched Zack's body slump.
"Never mind," Zack waved his hands as he straightened up.
Kunsel shrugged it off, then he used his hands to talk with. "Well apparently there is a new Turk around HQ, but no one has gotten a good look at him. So, it hasn't been confirmed if he's actually new or not. Some people say that Reno has lost a bet and has majorly cleaned up his appearance even cutting his hair."
"Not possible!" Zack chuckled.
Kunsel nodded in agreement. "Some say that someone pranked Tseng and dyed his hair flame red."
Zack laughed harder, "Now that would be funny!"
Kunsel continued on, ignoring Zack's last comment. "Other say it's a totally different Turk. What do you think?"
"Oh, you must be talking about Momo… Moma…Mama…Ehhh!" Zack gave up trying to remember the Turk's name. "Something like that. He's about this tall, bright red hair, wears a the same set of shades as Rude, doesn't talk much. Him right?"
"Zack, I am not sure to be impressed or horrified." Kunsel said sacking his head.
"Huh?" Zack tilted his head to the side.
"One: You've actually met this Ghost Turk. Two: When was the last time you forgot someone's name?" Kunsel said locking eyes with Zack.
"That's because it isn't his real name." Zack declared.
"Really, then what is his name?" Kunsel inquired wanting to get more information on this Ghost Turk.
"Well it's…" Zack saw images flash through is mind. There were too many and it was too fast to make any real sense. He pushed hard to see them but was interrupted when something hit his head. Zack caught the object in his hand. "A Smartie?"
"Where did that…never mind," Kunsel said shaking his head and walking off.
"Hey, where are you going?" Zack asked as he pocketed the candy. He didn't want to be here by himself.
"To the monthly mandatory class training section…didn't you know?" Kunsel stopped and turned to look at Zack.
"What? No, no one told me!" Zack whined.
"That's because you are on medical leave, Zackary." Sephiroth's collected voice came from behind Zack.
"But Seph—sir, I feel fine! Perfect even, please." Zack turned toward Sephiroth and froze. Behind Sephiroth were two beautiful, ghostly images of wings.
Now you see my son. This gift can be bestowed upon you, if you will just let me in all the way. Let me help you. You know that—
"Shut up." Zack growled as images of last night came rushing back. He wasn't sure which of it was a dream and which were real. He tried to reach for the images. Just when he was about grasp them, he was interrupted by something hitting his head, agian. He reached down and picked up a single wrapped hard LifeSaver candy. "Who keeps throwing candy at me?"
"Pardon?" Sephiroth asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Someone threw a Smartie at me a few moments ago, now it's a LifeSaver?" Zack shock his head ending his train of thought.
"No, I do not believe you." Sephiroth stated.
"Huh?" Zack wasn't following the General's train of thought.
"You are not fine, and the fact that nothing was found wrong is very concerning." Sephiroth started to walk toward the elevator. At some point he must have dismissed Kunsel, for Zack didn't see him. "You are not allowed to even sit in this training session."
"But Sephiroth," Zack begged, he needed social interactions; he needed to be doing something. "Things are just too weird at the moment. I need this. I need something normal."
Sephiroth turned and looked Zack in the eyes as he waited for the elevator doors to open. "That was an order Fair."
"Yes sir," Zack saluted at the tone of voice Sephiroth used, than slumped. This is not my day.
Zack jumped as a hand landed softly on his shoulder. He looked up to see that it was Sephiroth, his eyes held a softness in them that Zack hadn't seen before.
"I don't want to put physical strain on your body right now. Take this day and relax, Zack." Sephiroth stated. "Angeal is already worried about you. If the situation worsens because of the added physical stress, Angeal's concerns will only deepen."
"But I can handle it." Zack said.
"Is it not bad for any type of relationship, whether it be friend or mentor, to worry the other person unnecessarily?" Sephiroth asked taking his hand off Zack's shoulder and entered the open elevator doors.
Zack stood still, stunned for a few minutes. He smiled and started to wonder around the Soldier floor. This last month had definitely been…weird. After about twenty minutes of wondering Zack was completely board. He started to open the doors that he didn't need his ID card for. All but one door wouldn't open for him. As the hiss from the one door sounded, Zack smiled deviously. Walking straight toward a cabinet, he opened it up and started looking for his goal. Making a triumphant noise, he pulled it out and walked back into the main lounge. He looked around the room until he found the perfect spot.
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"That's what he said." Angeal locked eyes with the man in front of him.
"You are going anyways?" The man raised an eyebrow.
Angeal looked at his hands. "You will promise to take care of him."
"Anything for a friend." The man replied.
"Don't let him give you the slip. He will whine, but stick to your decision. Though I have learned that sometimes he is correct about whatever he was whining about. Listen to him and be slow on judgment." Angeal sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.
"I will be here for him. You get what you need to done. I promise that I will let nothing happen to him."
"Thanks," Angeal said as he swung his bag on his shoulder and walked toward the helicopter. "I'll call you when in two weeks."
With that, Angeal climbed into the helicopter, strapped in and looked out the window to see the Shinra building shrinking. He leaned against the helicopter's side and closed his eyes. This mission to Wutai was going to be long without his student's antics. Hopefully it wouldn't take that long.
Say "Have a nice trip to Angeal!" ... just do it! Okay... no I won't tell you why... You'll just have to wait! . Yep more waiting! Sorry. :(
So I was just wondering why you guys like the story so much. Is it the way it's written? Is it the plot idea? Let me know... for some reason I just can't really make heads and tail of it. *scratches head*