Be Bold Chapter 5: Reno's Plan, a final fantasy vii fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Final Fantasy VII characters.

Summary: We all know that Sephiroth is Cloud's idol. Cloud is too shy to meet him again after a little accident so when Zack suggests for him to do something extreme, will he do it? Warnings: cross dressing, yaoi.

A/N: Another update finally. Sorry, it took so long. I have been really, really busy lately and I find it impossible to even get chapter ideas together in my head. Hehehe…Well anyway, please read, enjoy, and review.

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Be Bold:

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Chapter Five: Reno's Plan:

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Sephiroth decided to stop pacing and stood tall. He had already confirmed in his head that he would go to the upcoming juvenile party, but he didn't know what to wear. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?", he said gruffly.

He watched the door as it opened, and behind the door, he saw a young boy that was around Cadet Strife's age. He had wild chocolate brown hair and pretty brown eyes to match. In his hands, he carried a tray with a glass of red wine on it as well as the bottle that was beside it. The general looked at him and recognized him from Cadet Strife's class. He watched as the boy saluted him and waited for the boy to speak.

"The professor apologizes for Cadet Strife's behavior", the boy said.

"And this is his peace offering…? Wine…?", the silver-haired man asked rhetorically, approaching the boy.

"Um…yes, sir", the boy stuttered, growing nervous as the older male grabbed the bottle and observed it.

"Very well, then…you're dismissed", the general said dismissively and indifferently as he stared the glass in interest.

"Thank you, sir", the boy said with another salute before he left abruptly.

After the door was closed, the silver-haired SOLDIER went to sit back down at his desk. Placing his hand on his forehead, he stared at the wine bottle, wondering if he should drink its contents or not. No one would be too stupid enough to poison him, he was essential to everyone, in a sense. Intoxicating him would do no good either, because his strength increases even though his senses do not. He truly was a lightweight so drinking just a sip might do the trick in getting him drunk, but why would he want to drink? The image of the flamboyant Zack came to mind when he thought of who would be at the party. This convinced him to fall through with his intentions, and after unscrewing the top, he took long greedy swallows of the delicious, red liquid.

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Cloud felt his mind racing off as Zack and he ran down the hall quickly. The two had caught up to Aerith in seconds, and Zack grabbed her hand to drag her along in the run too. Cloud turned his head to see if Reno was coming, but he only saw a small glimpse of the red head walking in the opposite direction.

As they ran, the blonde became so focused on trying not to trip that his eyes were glued to the floor and he became completely depended on Zack to guide him. Every time, his feet his the grand, a sharp pain shot up his legs, and with every passing second, he regretted even agreeing to put the damned shoes on.

Occasionally, he looked around at his surrounding to see when he could stop. One time, when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face. The brunette boy he saw looked back at him in puzzlement with a silver tray in his hands. The blonde found the chance to reach out to the other young boy.

"Cloud…?", the boy uttered with a raised chocolate brow.

"Help me, Will! Get me out these damned shoes!", the blonde cried as he, Zack, and Aerith turned the corner.

Will just stood there in awe. He wasn't sure if the person in the dress that just called him was his friend. He just felt the blonde's name come to mind as soon as he saw 'him' or 'her'. Shaking his head of his own thoughts, he returned to his station for further orders.

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Reno casually waltzed down the hallway he was in with the bag he had in Zack's room in his hands. A smirk played across his features when he realized that things were going his way. Cheery, he started with a whistle as he came closer to his destination.

Soon, he stood in front of the door of the great general Sephiroth's office. Continuing what he previously doing, he knocked on the door with three loud knocks with his knuckles.

"Yo, Seph! I have a present for you!", the red head cried through the door.

The silver-haired general, at the sound of the red head's voice, swallowed one last sip of the wine from the bottle before he growled, glaring furiously at the door to his office. He immediately knew who was behind the door without giving it much thought. After drinking for a good few seconds, he didn't feel any change in his demeanor at all. He sealed the bottle, pulled the middle drawer on his desk out, and placed the bottle in there before closing it. To add to his annoyance, he heard the sound of the red head's whistling increase.

Clearing his throat, he said in a rough tone, "Come in, Turk".

He sighed in relief when he heard the whistling and stared at the door as it opened. The red head smiled as he happily came in and closed the door behind him. Quickly, he appeared before the silver-haired male unaffected by the glare of daggers the swordsman was giving him.

Throwing, the bag on his desk, his smirk grew broader, and he said, "Seph…boy, do I have news for you!".

Sephiroth crossed his legs, pinched the bridge of his nose in vexation, and glared up at Reno through long silver hair. He leaned back against his chair since leaning forward wasn't an option anymore.

"Could this news possibly be about the party that is occurring tonight?", the general said through gritted teeth.

The red head gasped, looking shocked that the general already knew about the party. He wanted to be the one to tell him of it! Sighing, he recovered and unzipped his bag; the smirk returning to his face.

"Yup, and I bet you don't have a thing to wear to retrieve that troublemaker Cloud, right?", the red head said as he looked at the SOLDIER while digging through his bag.

"Well, no…", the silver-haired man said, having sort of an epiphany.

He figured now since he was only going to the party to get the blonde he didn't have a real reason to get all dressed up. However, he was curious to see what the red head in front of him had in the bag that covered up most of his desk with its girth.

"Excellent! Because I have a suit that would look dashing on you", the green-eyed Turk said as he pulled out a pretty white suit out of his bag with a huge smirk on his face.

The suit was completely white including the inner shirt and tie that went with it on the hanger that was in the red head's hands. It looked as it was just about the general's size in clothing, which inferred that the red head must have went out and bought this suit specifically for him to wear one day. The swordsman stared at the suit in awe. He didn't have a single word of praise or criticism for the suit so he remained silent as the red head blabbed on.

"This all white suit is the perfect color for you, and I have the shoes to match", the red head began as he pulled out a pair of white penny loafers out of the bag too, making the bag seem more "deflated". "So…are you going to wear it?".

"I'd rather not", the general said sternly, making the Turk's jaw drop in both hurt and shock.

"Seph, I went through all the trouble to get this, yo, and you're not even gonna wear it?", the red head said with a frown.

The silver-haired male sighed and rose slowly from his seat, "You heard what I said, Reno. I appreciate the offer, but I would rather wear something that's less flamboyant".

The red head opened his mouth to say something, but the SOLDIER was already walking away from him. Defeated, he put all the clothing back in the bag and zipped the bag up. He decided to follow the general, so he did.

Sephiroth soon entered his personal bathroom in an attempt to at least freshen up before presenting himself at the party. He sensed the Turk's presence in his room by his bathroom door, but he figured the red head would cause no harm with the door locked. He turned the water on for a shower and was interrupted again by the red head.

"Seph, do you even know where the party is?", the red head asked, knocking on the door.

"The Golden Saucer", the general mumbled as he stripped himself of his clothes.

"Do you know the time it starts?", the red head kept questioning, trying to make himself useful.

"When I get there", the swordsman replied, growing more vexed with each question.

"Would you at least care for some cologne?", the red head asked, hoping that the general would comply with at least one of his request.

"Will that shut you up?", the general asked as he stepped in the shower.

"Maybe", the red head smirked, leaning against the door with his ear to the door.

"Then I'll take it. Now leave me be", the SOLDIER hissed, hoping that the red head would leave and/or shut up.

The red head gave a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall by the bathroom on his back. He laid the bag in his hands down on the floor and retrieved the bottle of cologne that he mentioned to the general. Now all he had to do was wait.

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Zack, Cloud, and Aerith finally exited the Shinra building. As soon as they got to the street, the trio stopped immediately. Each of them looked at each other to see if someone had transportation to get to the Golden Saucer.

"Um…Zack, do you even have a car?", Cloud asked, hoping that the empty street was just a joke.

"Um…no", the black-haired male whispered embarrassed.

"What!?", the blonde cried as the brunette female beside them shook her head in disbelief as well as embarrassment.

"I never had a need to get one. I always walked, hitch-hiked, or borrow one of Shinra's bikes", the older male explained, chuckling and scratching the back of his mess of raven hair.

Cloud growled, letting his hair cover his face as his veins pumped with anger. He had every right to be angry. He had been running in heels for long minutes AND he was in a damned dress. Because he was wearing heels, his feet were killing him, and he didn't have the time to at least take the shoes off before they broke out into a run. If he had to walk to the Golden Saucer, then Zack would never hear the end of it.

"Zack, look!", Aerith cried, pointing towards something.

Both males looked in the direction that the female was pointing in and spotted a van coming in their direction a good few yards away. The swordsman squinted his mako-filled blue eyes enough to see who was driving the van.

"It's Tseng, Reeve, and Elena!", the black-haired man said with a big smile. "Maybe we can get their attention and they'll give us a ride".

"Oh, they will give us a ride", the blonde beside him growled, emitting a terrible aura that made even the SOLDIER shudder.

Zack quickly shook it off, however, and ran into the middle of the street without thinking, waving his arms wildly and crying, "TSENG! ELENA! REEVE! STOP!".

Once again, both Cloud and Aerith shook their heads in embarrassment; a pink blush appearing on both of their cheeks as the black-haired male stood right in the middle of the street and continued to wave his arms wildly and blindly.

"Oh, boy, he's not too bright, is he?", the blonde sighed in frustration, and the brunette female nodded in agreement.

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Sephiroth was soon showering and he put his usual clothes back on. As soon as he unlocked the door, Reno burst in with the cologne in hand and a huge smirk on his face. The general just looked down and frowned at his eagerness.

"You'll love this one, Seph. It's called 'Masculine Angel'", the red head said as he immediately sprayed without waiting for the silver-haired male's consent.

The swordsman covered his face with his arm as the spray got on him. Once he inhaled the scent of the spray, he slowly changed out of the defensive stance he was in to breathing in the smell deeply. He looked at the smirking red head and gave the younger male a smirk of his own, showing the red head that he, indeed, was pleased with the cologne.

"I'm glad you like it", the red head said as he put it away in his bag.

The SOLDIER said nothing in response as he made his way out of the door. The red head grabbed up his stuff and stopped the general by grabbing the arm nearest to him. They had barely gotten out of the bathroom.

"Wait! I haven't initiated Plan C yet", the red head said.

"Plan C?", the older male said with a perfectly raised silver eyebrow.

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A/N: Once again, I'm so sorry that it took me SO long to update. I'm also sorry about how short his chapter is, but I'm trying to warm myself up since I haven't written anything in so long so please bear with me. . I hope that you guys liked this chapter and still love me enough to review. Well…until next time.