Love on the Battlefield
Chapter 3

Sephiroth's POV

He fell asleep. He was lying against my chest sleeping gently and giving off a light snorer. It was like I had not just tried to kill him moments before. My coat was wrapped around his body much like a large leather blanket. A soft smile came to my lips as I watched him sleep. Looking at him like that, well it brought sweet thoughts.

Like smashing our lips together into another kiss, this one more heated and filled with a strong passion. Him tied, wait no, he was chained to my bed, begging for me to touch him and let him release himself. Him on knees, on those wonderful knees, giving me such sweet pleasure with his nice tight little mouth. His cries as I beat him into submission of what I wanted him to be.

Dark thoughts, pleasurable thoughts, why were they playing around in my head like this? I never thought of anything like this before, especially these kinds of dark but pleasurable thoughts. I felt happy and yet I felt afraid of these things. These thoughts of mine even showed him bleeding as I did such things of pleasure to him.

He was such a beautiful and gorgeous young boy. Barely of the age sixteen and doing things that other men of the world could only dream about. He didn't need to be in this horrid organization called Soldier. He wasn't bred to be one of this pathetic lifestyle like I was. He was meant to chase after skirts and fun much like a normal teenage boy.

I played with his hair as he continued to sleep on my chest. I never noticed how soft his hair actually was. One of his hands was on my thigh just limply laying there as the other was entangled in my hair. So peaceful so…so…so wrong. He deserved to give me looks of fear. He is supposed to worship me and be grateful that I am allowing him to live in this setting. I could have killed this boy! I should have killed him.

"What is wrong me?" I muttered out loud.

"Double bacon cheeseburger," he shifted slightly on my chest.

I chuckled at the boy. Here I was trying to understand what was happening with this strange inner turmoil of mine and yet he is dreaming about eating disgusting greasy food. Not that I could honestly blame him. I, too, was feeling famished from only having a granola bar earlier as my breakfast. I am pretty certain that this was well into evening and well we needed nourishment.

I had to wake him, break him from wonderful and peaceful slumber. He looked up; his bright blue eyes showed a feeling of being complete. I cupped his face gently and kissed his magnificent forehead. This boy, Fair, he would be the death of me with all these strange thoughts running around.

"We need to find food, Fair. You may stay here, but you must remain in a position of awareness," I told him.

"Yeah. Apple pies are glowing," he lay back on my chest and saluted.

He was tired and I needed nutrients for my body to keep going like this. I wanted to kiss him and show him that I was in love with him. I wanted to stab him through his miserable and foolish heart. I think, no, I knew that I had to check my mental stability. The way my thoughts were bouncing around just was not right.

I shook him gently, waking him once again from his blissful slumber. The sleep in his eyes was very easy to see and it just happened to be very adorable. Why…why did Lazard choose this boy over everyone in Soldier?

I retrieved my coat from him, determined to go hunting for some monster that would seem appetizing. We needed to have something to eat so that we both could be well nourished for this mission. He may need to have food more so than I ever will.

Zack's POV

I watched as the General left the cave, checking if he had another one of his weird mood swings. He took his coat from me, leaving me with only the fire to try to keep warm with. I was ready to shed my clothes, which were still pretty wet from the rain, and just lay there to sleep.

I grabbed my duffel bag and rummaged through for a blanket to use. I only needed that at the moment so food could wait until after I felt warm again. I wasn't even hungry; I was just cold and very freaking tiredly sleepy. So much like a child I am, or wait, no Angeal's puppy.

I took out the little black flip phone; well it did more than just flip as it could turn on its side. I wanted to sleep so badly, but I did wish to talk to the older male about this strange situation I found myself in. He was offering food as well and, you know, I just can't pass up or turn down anyone trying to give me free food. Sure he might see it as a date, but I sure didn't. I saw it as a friendly get together. I was happy and ready to talk to my favorite Turk. I opened it and placed it to my ear not reading the caller ID. Sometimes I had to wonder if I was the idiot people often claimed me to be.

"Zack Fair speaking," I answered in my serious voice.

"It has been a while, Zack Fair Soldier 2nd Class and protégé of Angeal Hewley," it was a female's voice on the other end.

I shuddered visibly, knowing exactly who that voice belonged to. My eyes grew wide and I felt myself ready to hyperventilate as well as vomit wanting nothing else to do with any of this. Why…no how…? I never told anyone from Gongaga that I was going to Midgar to become Soldier. How could she out of anyone know my phone number? Shinra numbers were unlisted and unless I told someone they couldn't get it.

"Oh Zacky-kins, did you miss me? I've missed you...a lot." She giggled on the other end of the phone.

"Alana…how…why…you…?" I couldn't find my voice. In fact I could do next to nothing beside stutter and stare at the cave wall.

"When it comes to you, I know everything, Zacky," I could visualize the insane smile on her face as she said those words.

Alana Fair, my father's brother's wife's daughter. In basic terms, she was my little cousin through marriage much to my displeasure. She has wanted to marry me ever since I first met her ten or so years ago. Yeah, I ran as fast as my small legs could carry me back then. Half the reason I left Gongaga was to get away from her insane mind. And now…she …damn.

"Why have you stopped talking to me? Don't tell me you're afraid of a sweet little girl like me, Zack," she said in a mocking tone.

"Alana, just hang up and please forget that I have ever existed," I groaned out a plea.

"Not unless you want Uncle and Auntie to find out you're in Soldier," she giggled in a mocking tone.

She was threatening me now. My life's work was being in Soldier alongside the Generals and even Kunsel. My parents wouldn't have accepted that I didn't want to live a normal peaceful life on the farm. I just couldn't see my life without the excitement of Soldier. I wanted nothing more than to be able to disappear.

"Fair, I have found you some meat to refresh you," Sephiroth called out.

Yeah he picked the perfect time to return to the cave with food. I sighed in my distress and held my head down. I bit down on my lip wanted nothing more than to fade into the wall of the cave.

"Who is that, Zack?" Alana growled over the phone.

"Fair? Are you not in a waken position again? I specifically asked for you to stay awake in case an enemy attack happened," Sephiroth sounded like he was sighing.

I wanted to answer him and let him know I hadn't fallen asleep again, but Alana was on the phone growling. I refused to speak to him with her listening just because of how psychotic she was. Anything I could say can become blackmail for her. She was already using my profession as blackmail, who knows what else she could say.

"Who the hell is with you, Zack?!" she was screaming on the other end.

"If you are sleeping, I will just cook this. You will need something to nourish yourself with for when you wake," Sephiroth sounded calm and happy.

The General walked closer to me and I found myself stumbling with the phone. I don't know what exactly would set him off and his assuming that I may be sleep only to find me awake could do something. Alana could tell my parents anything that she wanted. I'd rather have my parents disappointed in me than have me dead because of a homicidal General. After all, my parents would prefer it that way too.

As I closed my phone, I could see Sephiroth. He looked pretty normal, meaning so emotionless that it was impossible to know if the man had emotions or not and had Masamune strapped to his waist. How was that even possible, I will never know. His trench coat was flung open, not held together by the leather straps that usually kept it on his chest. Over his shoulder was some type of bird like creature, probably a Thunderbird. That was most likely our dinner for the night. He seemed like such a beautiful and primitive man with the beast over his shoulder and walking into the cave.

He dropped the bird on the ground and walked over to me a bit faster than before. His left hand was brought up and I braced myself for the impact of a punch or slap. However, it was a gentle pat on my right cheek. I felt stunned that he would do such a thing, but he was so unpredictable lately that I should have expected it.

I never felt such sweet lips against my forehead. I blushed and pushed him back some, not wanting him to Silence me again. However I was such a giggling school girl with him and that was strange on my own part. I pride myself on the things that I have done with girls and the things I could make girls do to me. Yet, I'm shy with this man. Well he was the Great General and a bit insane.

The leather coat was draped over me and I felt happy once again. It was that same weird scent that his hair was. It was like roses and vanilla as well as some kind of exotic spice. I loved that scent; it made me feel protected to say the least. There was something about him that was just irresistible, no more than irresistible. Even with those mood swings he kept having, I just wanted to…no I needed more of him.

When I started to speak to him, he placed his lips on mine once again. His hand went to the back of my head entangling in my black locks. I felt a little strange being this way with him. So I reached out for his free hand to hold tightly. I wanted to make sure that this was real and not a dream at all. I felt so happy and so right like this.

When he pushed me back, my eyes widened as I looked up at him. He wasn't planning on doing something like that with me. He couldn't have been. I've never been with a guy before; even the kissing was scaring me. I'm not even sure how the mechanics worked for gay…well you know.

I'm not sure why I wanted it. I should have been more afraid than what I was letting on. I was afraid slightly, well more like I was nervous. The rest of me was shivering in anticipation for all this. What the hell man?