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The party got a little wild after ten. By then, all the little kiddies had been taken home, so of course it was time to bring out the spirits!*

Yuffie was surrounded by people chanting, "Chug, chug, chug!" And she was downing beer glasses as if they were shots. Kadaj was busy watching, sipping tequila happily.

For the most part he got along with the people in town and he'd gotten to see Cait again (who'd jumped out of nowhere to hug him). Overall, it was a good party.

Sephiroth walked over to him holding a jacket. "Wear this."

Kadaj pouted, unwilling to listen. "But I don't—"

"Do it."

Scary words. And an even scarier brother. He put it on reluctantly. "Meanie."

"It's for you own good." Sephiroth said avoiding Kadaj's eyes. His brother was a master of using them to get what he wanted. "That won't work on me this time."

"Hmph!" Kadaj drank more of his drink, defiantly. "I'll make it work!"

"No you won't."

Zack came over then, and for the first time, Kadaj saw him in person. He was taller than Sephiroth, by a little bit and his voice was mature, but held a childish quality as if he'd always be a teenager.

"Seph, it's time."

"Already?" He turned to his brother. "Don't take it off."

"Rrrriiiigggghhht."

Kadaj took the jacket off as soon as Sephiroth was out of sight. He would have felt guilty but his brother never said how long to keep it on. Or take it off. Ah, the wonders of loopholes and technicalities.

He watched everyone around him. While he kind of wanted to dance, he had no partner. And he hated dancing alone. Maybe he'd just wait for Loz or Yazoo to come around…or Cloud. Yeah.

So Kadaj just sat waiting, waiting…what was he doing. He never used to be like this before! And it wasn't as if he'd never been to a party or clubs!

He sat back, trying to will himself to the dance floor. In his head, he chanted 'no regrets, no regrets, no regrets'. He rested his head on the bar, feeling more than a bit dejected. There was a light tap on his shoulder.

"Kadaj?"

He couldn't ever remember feeling so happy. "Cloud, what's up?"

The blonde cleared his throat. "Sephiroth wanted me to make sure you were wearing the jacket…"

Kadaj's mood dampened a little.

"…and I thought you could use some company."

His mood bounced back.

"Thanks! I'm still trying to memorize everyone's names. It's a little hard."

Cloud nodded. "I can see why. There's a lot of people in this town."

Kadaj smiled. "You know, Cloud…I don't usually do this but I have to admit I like you. Can you believe that? It's that stupid, 'I feel like I've known you my whole life' thing. Heh…I'm just bloody stupid though because you must be a twenty something…"

Cloud blinked. "I'm nineteen. Are you drunk?"

"No, not at all. A little buzzed maybe but I can hold my liquor better than that." Kadaj pointed out, and for good measure, ordered another drink. "It's strange isn't? People are more honest when they're drunk."

The blonde really couldn't say he was following Kadaj's logic, so he tried thinking it over in his head. Kadaj was confusing to him, but then his favorite things were the ones he couldn't figure out. That was probably why he'd been friends with Zack for so long.

"Cloud, I want you to know…I meant every word I just said." Kadaj looked him in the eye then, sensing Cloud's confusion. "I do like you. So why don't we get to know each other?"

Finally, the blonde's head was working at normal speed. "Kadaj, are you asking me out?"

"Why not? Might as well do it when I have the chance. And besides, I live the words 'Je ne regrette rien', too, so hesitation would be pointless. It is always best to pursue what you want and get straight to the point, or the chance will pass you by, and—"

Kadaj was rambling now. Cloud scratched his head but didn't say much, trying to see if the silverette would be done any time soon.

"You know, a friend of mine told me this hilarious story about strip poker and it was just too funny, I couldn't stop laughing—"

Cloud continued to watch. In this situation, he just wasn't sure what to do. He didn't mind being a listener though. Some of the random stories were pretty funny. Others were scary.

"Would you like to dance?" Cloud asked. Kadaj shut up right then, because, having totally forgotten about that, seemed to have shines in his eyes.

"Don't you know it!"

So they danced, or tried, it was more like Cloud holding Kadaj up to keep him from falling and hurting himself. He suspected that Kadaj was a bit tipsier then he had claimed. He was right.

When Yazoo found him, he couldn't help but laugh at the sight, it was too damn cute! Cloud trying his hardest to hold Kadaj up while still managing to look like they were dancing? Priceless. He snapped a picture of it on his phone.

Laughing merrily to himself, he sauntered away, unnoticed by all except one person: Vincent. Vincent tried to go over the reasons why he was still at the party, as he could be taking care of his flowers and plants. He'd never been one for parties in the first place, so his being here was a complete mystery.

He watched Yazoo, his store's most frequent non-buying customer. He noticed he was still wearing the jacket—that made him feel a little good. It meant that his thoughts were effectively communicated. Also, it being oversized made Yazoo look cute.

So Vincent sat, alone, simply enjoying the silent company of a potted plant and the sight of his friends.

Yuffie was drunk. After who knows how many mugs of beer she was finally, totally drunk. She wandered from place to place, slurred and shaky, not really knowing what exactly she wanted to do.

Kadaj wasn't doing much better himself. After six songs he finally muttered, "Make the world…stop spinning…"

And Cloud got him back to the bar stools, making sure he didn't drink anymore. He instead bought him a cold juice.

"Sorry. I guess I'm not as good at holding my liquor as I thought."

"It's alright. Just drink the juice slowly."

Yuffie was over there in a flash. "Cloudy, Cloud, Cloud! And Kadaj-I-daj! Whaz' happenin' my homies?"

Cloud sweat dropped, nervously. Honestly, she was seventeen. Who'd let her get this drunk. He knows Tifa wouldn't ever—then he blinked. He hadn't seen Tifa or Rude since the party started…he cut off his thoughts right then.

He did not, need, to know.

He grabbed Yuffie's arm, made her sit down on the other side of him. This was not good, not good…where were the older people when he needed them?

Reno would be of no help in this, he'd probably make it worse…neither would Loz…or Yazoo…

He sighed. Where did everybody go?

"Hey all you people are you having fun tonight?"

At the sound of Tifa's voice, he turned and there she was, at the stage used for karaoke and other random performances. He'd forgotten the long-standing tradition of giving a gift to the guest of honor.

"Tonight's party is to celebrate the home coming of Sephiroth's youngest brother, Kadaj!"

the crowd of people cheered and whistled enthusiastically. Cloud slipped the coat back on Kadaj.

"Will the guest of honor please come right up?"

And to Cloud's horror Kadaj was sleeping, looking quite peaceful. He tapped him again. "Wake up. They want you on stage."

Kadaj blinked blearily at him, nodded, then got up. "I'll be back, so don't go anywhere, pretty boy."

Cloud blinked again. Yuffie just snickered.

Kadaj wasn't nervous at all in front of so many people, he was used to it. Tifa gave him a small pat on the back. And then the lights were too much for him the world was spinning, spinning, spinning. He didn't even pay attention to what she was saying anymore.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

He flushed, embarrassed. But right now, he needed to get off the stage. He spoke rather quietly, but the microphone made it about a thousand times louder. "I think I'm going to throw up."

And with a graceful jump, he ran to the bathroom.

Everyone just blinked after him. Sephiroth was the first to speak, angry. "Who the hell let him drink?!"

A/N: I'm sorry the chapter's so short this time around, I promise it's be longer next time! And I'll update sooner!

So in this chapter we see how Kadaj feels about Cloud initially. And sadly...*sob*...they won't be together for a while. I kind of wish I could write it like that, but it's a story. Vincent...how exactly does he feel about Yazoo? If you want to know then please keep reading to find out! :)

*The term spirits refers to alcohol like tequila and whiskey, among other things.

Please kindly stick with me!

Thank you for reading, I do hope you enjoyed it. Reviews are welcomed.