words:
Sephiroth,
Cloud,
Harry.
broken heart,
cheating bastard,
crying,
undying love
confess!
"meep"
Story:
It was New's Years eve night and Sephiroth was sitting at, alone... Bored, he decided top go to a bar for a few drinks. He walked into the bar to find it relatively empty. In Midgar, most people gheld their own parties. As I said, the bar was mostly empty, except for a depressed looking blonde boozing in a table in the corner.
Sephiroth had seen this man before. Like himself, he worked fro ShinRa. In fact, Sephiroth knew quite a bit about him. He was Cloud Strife, 17 years old, his favorite food was spaghetti, and his feet, unlike his chest, weren't ticklish... He had lusted over the slight figured blonde for some time now. His friend Zack was quite close to him, but not in an intimate manner. That's how Sephiroth knew the teen so well. Zack often rambled on about him, and Sephiroth dutifully absorbed every word.
Sephiroth cautiously approached the table. "Do you mind if I sit here?"
At first, Cloud looked as if he were about to unleash a tyrade if hurtful insults, but seemed to reconsider as he realized who was speaking to him. He nodded glumly and covered his face in his arm once again. He looked like he had been crying.
Sephiroth sat. To saw things were awkwardly silent would be saying Ron Weasley's hair was red...it was just plain obvious. Sephiroth knew the blonde didn't want him there. He wanted to be alone, but Sephiroth could tell he needed to be comforted, and, just maybe, this could open up many doors for further friendship...maybe more, or so he hoped.
The silence was broken when Cloud hiccupped. "Meep!"
"Why are drinking alone? Shouldn't you be at a party or something?"
The blonde looked up with a growl. "What do you care"
"I was simply wondering why someone so aethetically pleasing as yourself would be spending New Year's night alone."
Cloud gave him a confused look this time. Then answered, "If you must know, my boyfriend, Harry, threw a party at his place. I left early to be alone."
Sephiroth cringed at what this statement insinuated. Why wasn't the blonde with Harry?
"Why did you leave early? Surely Harry wanted to be with you on this special night. Did you know most relationships are forged on New Year's, and already formed relationships are strengthened?"
Cloud snorted. "Yeah, strengthened...whatever." The blonde took a long gulp from his tankard.
Things were silent once more, as Sephiroth did noy wish to press the matter too hard.
"I left because . . . because I caught him with someone else"
Sephiroth had feared thus. The blonde was trying to drown his broken heart. "You know Cloud, I think him a fool for letting go of such a rare jewel."
This time Cloud looked up questioningly. Sephiroth reached his hand across the table and took the blonde's smaller one in his own. He then proceed to confess his undying love for the younger man. He held Cloud lovingly and bent down to engage him in a passionate kiss. The clock struck twelve...Their new found love had been forged.