A Love on the Sidelines
By: 4quintessence
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Square Enix, the fanfiction to me.
Pairing: CliffxFayt
Rating: R - Warning: Yaoi, please don't read if you don't like this.
Summary: Sophia's been kidnapped by a Greetoner! Chaos ensues in the visit to the Diplo that follows as Peppita, Roger, and Adray show what they're made of. Needless to say, the group ends up in a jungle where fun stuff happens with Albel and then a gigantic lemon emerges between Cliff and Fayt.
Shout Outs - Zel: Haha i'm glad you like the Sophia kidnapping. i dont want to bash her too much but sometimes i cant help it. ya it was weird how well that song fit in, its by a band called AFI (or A Fire Within) from California. i cried at that part you did too! when i was proofreading it! btw, about the water pump i said 'cottage' not 'college' :D lol. ur so lucky you get to go on those trips! i went to Spain and France last year. Madrid and Barcelona were incredible, there's a certain je ne sais quoi about Spain. And I went to Avignon, Amboise, and Paris, all beautiful and such good food! I LOVE FOOD! Spectral: lol at Sophia. i mean i understand how they are such good friends but sometimes i just want to smack her. aww u think my story should be an anime!? thats awesome. we should go to japan and propose it to the networks :D i dont have a gaia account btw. i sent my e-mail to u thru your profile page.
Chapter 12 (censored version, cut scene is replaced by a type in-link if you wanna read it):
As they prepared to leave Arias, Fayt was taking a quick break as he sat by himself in the conference room. He was trying to picture what had happened to Sophia. He imagined the fear in her eyes as she was being carried off into the clouds by this Greetoner and the shrieking that must have followed as her pink and mauve outfit faded to a speck in the distance. And I wasn't there to save her…
He was so spaced out that he didn't notice Mirage standing in the doorway staring at him. "Fayt, it's time to go."
Jumping slightly in his seat from the unexpected interruption, the bluenette brushed his bangs out of his eyes and headed to the lounge where the rest of the crew was waiting. They had come to agreement that the easiest way to get to Greeton was to first transport to the Diplo and then get coordinates to the capital city and beam back down there.
"Okay Lieber, we're ready for transport," Maria said into her communicator.
"Good luck!" Clair shouted as she waved goodbye. "Ask my father to come back here. I want to talk to him."
The six of them — Fayt, Cliff, Maria, Nel, Albel, and Mirage — vanished before her eyes in a shimmering aquamarine glow that spiraled around them and sent them up towards the stars.
"Welcome back, Captain," Lieber announced as the group materialized before him. "Thank god you're here. I've been so worried about you...oh and all of you too…that I've lost my will to eat and sleep! It doesn't help that Peppita, Roger, and Adrey are impossible to keep under control."
"That's why we left 'em here. So we could get things done," Cliff replied, donning a dumb grin.
The bags under Lieber's eyes didn't seem to dampen his spirit: "Well enough about them anyways. You guys are back and I hope you're staying for a while?"
"Sorry, but we're only here for a short visit. We're heading back down to Greeton as soon as possible," Maria stated flatly. "But when we get back I think I should repay you for watching the others by…"
Lieber: "...giving me some time off?"
Maria: "...taking you out for dinner."
Lieber's face turned bright red as Maria winked at him and brushed a finger across his chest as she walked by. Fayt turned around and tried to suppress his laughing, but it didn't work too well. He just ended up snorting through his nose. Smooth…
As they made their way to the bridge, the sound of singing greeted their ears and grew steadily louder as they approached the meeting room.
"This is the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on MY FRIEND! Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because…"
Peppita and Roger emerged from the room happily chanting in chorus. They glanced at the group, gave a little wave, and continued on parading around the ship singing rather loudly while banging on drums. Adray was the last to emerge and he added his deep voice to the mix as well.
"This is the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friend! Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it FOREVER just because…"
"See what I mean…" Lieber shouted above the racket.
"WHAT IS THAT GODAWFUL NOISE?!" Albel screamed, unable to contain himself any longer.
"SHUDDUP YOU THREE!" Cliff roared, clearly annoyed. "Or yer mouth can say hello to my fist!"
Oh please no. Just stop. Before it gets stuck in my head. Fayt held his hands to his ears, praying that he wouldn't end up singing that song the rest of the day because he couldn't get it out of his head.
"This is the SONG that doesn't END, yes it goes ON and ON my friend! Some people STARTED singing it not KNOWING what it was, and THEY'LL continue singing IT forever JUST because…"
Desperate times call for desperate measures. As Albel readied his katana in order to add to his tongue collection back at home, Mirage stepped forward, gracefully outstretched one hand, and blasted Peppita and Roger with a stream of lightning bolts. They both toppled over sideways, the singing stopped, and they rolled across the floor moaning and groaning. Adray also immediately ceased his melody when he saw the punishment for disrupting the harmony of the Diplo.
"That's better, thank you Mirage," Maria sighed.
"Now then Adray," Nel began as they finally had his attention, "Clair wants you to come back home for a while."
"WHAT! I'm having far too much fun up here in this ship thingy. She's no wimp. She can take care of herself. My only job is to scout out potential husbands for her and the crew of the Dipstick is the perfect place to search. I've already got a few interested…"
Nel smacked her forehead into her palm and looked at Fayt as she mouthed 'I give up'.
"Everyone, minus Adray, Peppita, and Roger to the bridge, NOW," the bluenette ordered as he felt a headache coming on.
He led the way and went to sit down at one of the consoles near the front. A thunderous farting noise echoed throughout the room as he lowered himself down and he leaped back up in shock, holding the whoopee cushion out in one hand and incinerating it with a fire spell. The last of his patience was spent.
"FAYT! My god man that was a ripe one," Cliff cracked. Everyone on the bridge was in hysterics and the distinctive laugh of Roger was heard above the rest from the infirmary. "And I thought Albel's were bad…"
Fayt and Albel both glowered at the Klausian, incensed beyond belief. Seeing that the bluenette wasn't finding it funny, Cliff came over and gave him a hug to try to calm him down. Taking a deep breath, Fayt sat back down and searched for the best place to transport down to in Greeton. After Mirage and Maria chatted briefly with the crew to get an update on the ship's status and the latest news from around the galaxy, everyone made their way back to the transporter room. They were going to beam down to a jungle outside of the capital city Granada so as to not bring any attention to themselves. Ready to leave, the group watched helplessly as Roger popped around the doorframe and smacked one of the buttons on the console just before Lieber pushed the transport key.
"Whaddaya doing?! You spoiled sack of shi…" Cliff's voice trailed off as they vanished into thin air.
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"UMMPH!"
Roger's mischievousness had scattered the transport coordinates sending some members of the group to different areas of the jungle. Cliff materialized a foot off the ground and came crashing down on one of his crewmates. Opening his eyes, he found himself staring straight at Albel's crotch.
"AHHHH! My virgin eyes!" Cliff bellowed as he immediately jumped off his landing cushion and took a look around. "Oh please no, c'mon, say it ain't so," he mumbled. There was no one else in sight. I'm not really stuck in the middle of nowhere with HIM…
"Hey, loser, what the hell happened?" Albel asked, rubbing the side of his head as he slowly got up.
The blond outstretched one hand in a half-shrug, the other on his hip. "Looks like we're stuck together. We're gonna have to somehow find the others and then find a way out of this jungle. I hope Fayt's okay."
Imitating Cliff while scrunching up his nose: "I hope Fayt's okay! (End imitation) Hmph! What about me do I look okay? You just flattened me, you overgrown parasite."
"I betcha liked it didn't you. Wish I hadn't got off you so quick..." the blond joked.
"Say another word and I'm going to cut off one of your testicles and I'll be calling you 'One Ball Cliff' from now on," Albel hissed, placing a hand on the sheath of his katana.
"CHILL man, seriously. We're not gonna get out of here alive if we can't work together," the Klausian replied, casually scratching his nuts (to make sure they were still there). "CRAP! My communicator was broken in the fall. I think we should just head out and see where we end up."
Albel looked at Cliff incredulously as he swatted a fly off his stomach. "No."
"Whaddya mean 'no'?"
Albel's eyes smoldered with revulsion. "Listen Fayt fucker, we should stay put and wait for the others to find us. If we all start looking around the jungle we'll never find each other. Maybe one of their devices will still be working and they can figure out our location."
"Oh. Great idea punk," Cliff responded sarcastically, lifting his upper lip and pretending to poke his right temple. "Let's just wait here forever and die from the heat or potential monkey attacks. We can't just sit here and braid our hair like I know ya wanna."
Over their arguing, Cliff and Albel failed to hear the others shouting for them in the distance.
"Still angry at me for stealing your boy that night Fittir? If you're going to cry One Ball I have a tissue here I used to wipe my ass with," Albel taunted, smacking his left buttcheek and rubbing it up and down.
By now the rest of the group had found the two by following the sound of their quarrelling and Fayt led the way by sneaking up behind Cliff. Albel saw them but didn't make any sign he did to the Klausian.
"You douche bag! I'm gonna bitchslap ya back to Bequerel! If I remember correctly, it was YOU who was crying after I pounded that sorry ass in front of all of Aquios! HA! I WIN! ...AWAHHHHH!" Cliff jumped a metre off the ground as Fayt's sudden growl scared the living shit out of him. As he was stooping over and clutching his chest in shock, the bluenette jumped onto his back.
"HEYA Cliff! Where ya been? What is this about your beautiful balls?"
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They decided to split into three teams of two to search for a way out of the jungle…
Fayt and Cliff strolled hand in hand along a trampled path, gazing nonchalantly out ahead through the trees, absorbing the tropical atmosphere. A motley of brightly coloured birds were singing symphonies to fritter and waste the hours away while they merrily flapped to and fro through the treetops. Minute drops of water were diving one after the other off the broad leaves above and catapulting into the little pools on the forest floor. Fayt gazed down at one of the puddles as he walked by, watching the mesmerizing rings spread out from where the drops landed, blurring the reflection of the canopy above.
This exotic paradise welcomed the wanderers into its embrace by showering them with an orgy of green — every possible shade flooded their eyes as they brushed past giant ferns and vibrantly vivid tropical flowers. High up in the trees they could hear clusters of monkeys conversing with one another and some were swaying across vines as freely as children on swings after being released from school. In the background was the ever-present sound of a cornucopia of bugs chattering and droning away in the shade of the lush foliage.
The roaring sound of a river was steadily becoming louder as they continued on in silence. With a drawn-out gasp, Cliff suffered the unpleasant sensation of a massive drop of water hitting him right in the middle of his head as a gush of cold rushed across his scalp. Giving his head a jiggle, Cliff's beach blond locks flew back and forth, mimicking the birds above. The humidity was pressing against his skin, beckoning him to keep sweating until his clothes slipped off. Which doesn't sound like a bad idea right about now…
The rainforest soon parted and the couple found themselves in the open area of a tranquil pool surrounded by black rocks. A waterfall was smoothly tumbling over a cliff covered in vines into the warm pond below. Cliff could see an area to stand behind the waterfall that jutted out on one side into a gentle part of the cascading stream, a perfect place to cool down, or do something else…
"Hey Fayt," the blond said suddenly with puppy eyes, "Does that sex ban still stand? Cuz I've thought over what ya said."
The bluenette looked up at him. "Uh huh. You've still got your hand you know."
"...A sorry consolation prize at best," the Klausian grumbled. This perfect outdoor setting and the imaginations of what could be done was rushing blood to his rising member. "OKAY! I give in! I'm really sorry for even letting her come that close to me. I shoulda been more with it and shoved her off the chair when she started moving in. No excuses. No one gets to touch these lips except you."
"Awww, you serious? I knew you'd come around Cliff. I forgive you," the bluenette giggled. "It's never ever happening again right? Because Albel's given me an idea of how to punish you if it did."
Cliff's eyes widened in a mixture of curiosity and fear. "Hmmm. I'll keep that in mind. Anyways...you horny kid?"
Dirty thoughts had also crept into Fayt's mind the moment he had set eyes on this scenery. "Oh ya. I see the perfect spot to...you know…" They both looked up at the ledge behind the waterfall. "Except I'm worried that one of the others will stumble upon us, or maybe the monkeys will spy on us. Are you sure it's a good idea to do it outdoors?"
"NO WORRIES FAYT!" the blond urged, stretching his arms out in front of him. "Each group has a working communicator and remember we said that the first ones who got out of the jungle and found the road to Grenada would tell the others. We'll have updates on their whereabouts."
"Well what about Sophia then?"
Screw her! "...We won't take that long. C'mon! I know you wanna. It'll help relieve the pressure and yer tenseness," Cliff replied, laying his hands on the other's shoulders and giving a quick rub.
"Okay...it is uncomfortable walking around with this hard-on anyways," Fayt winked.
With that Cliff and Fayt peeled their clothes off in record time and their skin glowed with wondrous relief from finally being able to breathe easily in the heavy air. Leaving their belongings in a heap on some rocks by the pool's edge, Fayt marched in the direction of his erection across the bank and up to the water-kissed ledge. His walk turned into a dash as Cliff came up behind him and playfully smacked his butt, confidently yelling: "Last one up there's gettin' it in the ass!"
It wasn't even close. Fayt reached the area along the waterfall in no time and Cliff came lumbering up after him. Laughing at how slow the Klausian was, the bluenette stepped up to Cliff as he arrived and drew him close. The touch of their chests connecting in a sweaty embrace awoke a passion deep within as he tilted his head up to reach the blond's thick, juicy lips. They kissed fiercely and freely, tasting the light tingle of salt from the perspiration that inevitably comes from being in a hot and sticky jungle. With each kiss Fayt's tongue extended out into the other's mouth and rolled around in gentle waves, exploring the depths unknown. Cliff delicately slid one hand up and down the groove of Fayt's spine, and slowly urged the latter towards the waterfall (where the ledge stuck out through it) until they were both showering underneath its glory.
They both exhaled loudly when the water first hit their heads, but they continued kissing as streams spilled down their bodies and washed away their sweat. The gentle spray ran along the veins on Cliff's arms and dribbled down Fayt's back before curving around his smooth derriere and tumbling to the black rock below. Moving in front of the cascading water now, Fayt whispered in the Klausian's ear: "I guess we're gonna be flip-flopping today, huh slowpoke?" Cliff just nodded and bent down.
Pressing his lips against the bluenette's moist stomach, he carefully suckled the skin around Fayt's bellybutton and then tickled the little hole with the end of his tongue. He moved downwards and licked the length of Fayt's cock from base to tip before teasing him by kissing around his thighs and over his hip. Proceeding to grab the other's balls in his mouth, he tenderly caressed them while sucking each one in turn. Without notice, Cliff took all of Fayt's dick into his mouth and let it slide back and forth in the groove created by his tongue. This sensational feeling caused the bluenette to gasp and throw his head back as the mist from the waterfall beside him played tag with his skin, rushing around in circles with the endless air currents. Fayt began to thrust his member in and out of Cliff's mouth in a rhythmic motion as he linked his hands together behind his neck...
The blond soon turned the young man around so he could kiss and lick his buttcheeks. He paused to marvel at the beautiful contour of Fayt's backside before parting the cheeks and readying him for penetration. Standing up once more, the Klausian held his lover tightly and rubbed his bulging cock up and down the crease of the other's ass. "Take me," the bluenette begged. Just then the dreaded words started spinning through his head...This is the song that doesn't end...but luckily they were banished in the bliss that followed.
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Slouching down on top of Cliff, the bluenette locked lips with him once more before simply sitting there and allowing his heartbeat to settle down. After a few moments, the couple got up and stood under the waterfall to clean themselves off. As Fayt ran a hand through his hair, he thought he saw some images dancing in the reflection of the water spilling past him. There was a woman, who looked like she could be his relative, and she was kissing a man who looked remarkably like Cliff, except with dark hair. Then flashes of a wall with the name 'Sphere Company' plastered across it appeared, and it was splattered in blood. Finally the images ended with a scene of a temple hallway and a diary on a pedestal surrounded by people with wings walking around it. A far off female voice spoke: "Destiny awaits, my child. All will be revealed in Granada."
Fayt rubbed his eyes with shaky hands, thinking he was going crazy. Little did he know, Cliff was having similar unexplained visions.
Suddenly Maria's voice came out of nowhere. They ran down to their clothes and picked up the communicator.
"Fayt, Cliff we found a village in the jungle and they know the way to Granada. It's quite an interesting place...come see for yourself."
TO BE CONTINUED!