Dante had arrived with booze in one hand, and a pizza box in the other. Now both men lay in the bed, Zack curled around Dante fast asleep but Dante was still awake. He had no idea why he felt these things for the strange man but he felt weird around Zack, he wanted to pick the man up and begins to cover his face with kisses. Gods, I must be gay Dante thought. Dante had no idea that Zack had purposely curled around him and felt the same way.
Cloud looked at the area where the buster sword had once stood; around the hole in the ground was blood like something had hit the sword. "So that really was Zack." Cloud murmured and felt a warm hand touching his shoulder; he was in the field of flowers again with Aerith.
"Who did you think it was?" She asked.
Cloud shook his head. "I really don't know." Cloud replied.
"He wanted to be friends again; will you help him make up his lost years?" She asked and he felt himself fading from the Promised Land and back into Gaia.
"I will." Cloud whispered, as he got up and left the grave site.
Dante got dressed and looked at the smirking Zack. "That was a one time thing." He stated. "We are getting two different rooms from now on."
"Don't tell me you didn't have fun." Zack teased.
"Stuff it." Dante growled holding his head, he had a hangover.
Then there was a loud knock and Dante started to swear vividly. He opened the door and there stood Trish.
"Ready to go?" She asked.
"Wait till Zack gets some PANTS on." Dante growled.
"I'm working on it." Zack called and Dante snorted.