Disclaimer: I. Do. Not. Own. Final. Fantasy. VII. Or. It's. Characters. Why do I have to keep doing this?! ;;

Warning: Still shounen-ai people. Uh, Cid's swearing seeing as he hasn't been doing that a lot lately (he should really start), and... I can't think of anything else I should have to warn you about.

A/N:

The plot thickens as... The Muffin Man comes to steal your cheese! Beware! Okay... After the first chapter, this is the sort of mood I've been in. However, it didn't get into a good portion of this chapter. At least not the beginning. I was too busy plotting and, y'know, getting more than VinxCid sex in there. XD Okay, so it wasn't sex, but still. You understand what I mean, I hope.

I'm sorry this took so long, as I've said a million times before, I've just been so busy with everything and I'm not all that confident in myself and my writing so these haven't come out in a while. Hopefully I can get back into it though. I don't have the next chapter quite done, but I've got it started at least. I'm just stuck and... In a depressing rut. I hate it, and I'm sorry if it's caused you any grief. And I realize that my storylines kinda suck... Well, no one's actually said that to me, but that's how I feel. ;; Anyways, here's your chapter.

Chapter 4: A Pedophile is Chasing Me!!!

1

Cloud stared straight ahead of him. He was in an awkward position. A very awkward position. An awkward position with someone he just met (for the second time) yesterday. Cid had him against the wall. All they'd been doing was walking up the stairs and all of a sudden Cid just pushed him against the wall. It wasn't until he noticed Yuffie out of the corner of his eye that he understood why Cid did it. He didn't seem to be the kind of person to do something like that out of impulse. Maybe to Vincent, but certainly not him. It was when Cid kissed him that Cloud got really uncomfortable. He'd never locked lips with him long enough to taste the cigarettes and booze on his breath. The cigarettes made him sick and the booze just made his headache pound more, reminding him that he had to eat and take some aspirin.

However, Cid had other things in mind. His hand slid up Cloud's shirt to caress the well-toned muscles underneath. Cloud was ready to push him away, but Yuffie was still watching and they were trying to convince her that Cloud was in on the group activities. Vincent saw what was going on and shook his head, telling Yuffie to go to the kitchen and heat up their breakfast. She did as she was told, sulking the whole way there. Ninjas were never allowed to watch things like this! Ugh! She was so underappreciated.

"Cid, you can stop groping him now. I think he might die if you continue." Cid pulled back to look at Vincent then turned to Cloud.

"Sorry 'bout that. I just know how she thinks and she expects me to make out with Vinnie every time she leaves. Which I do... So its only natural she'd expect the same when you joined the group." Cloud just nodded and straightened his shirt out as Cid blushed with embarrassment. He'd never admitted to anyone that he made out with Vincent. At least not verbally.

"I know. Don't worry about it... I just... wanna know how Vincent can stand kissing you so much. All I could taste was cigarettes and alcohol." Cloud wiped his mouth, hoping that would help him taste something better.

Vincent just walked down the hall, not wanting to be confronted with that question. Cloud didn't need to know that he couldn't taste how badly Cid's mouth was infected with cigarettes and his favorite friend in the world. Booze. He couldn't overpower that taste with his own, no matter how many times he kissed Cid. Mostly because that would be wrong. Very very wrong. 'Cause it would also mean a lot of his spit went into Cid's mouth. He didn't think that would be a very healthy thing to do. So therefore he refrained from spitting in Cid's mouth. He couldn't help the occasional French kiss, but he never spit in Cid's mouth.

He heard Cid coming up behind him, with Cloud on his heels. He could distinguish the sound between their boots. They would never know how, and they would possibly even never know, but he'd always know which one of them was sneaking up on him in the dark. Cid gave his hand a reassuring squeeze to say, "I'm not cheating on you," before passing him and hurrying to the bridge. When Cloud caught up to him, however, he stayed right beside him. He'd expected him to follow Cid looking for more of what the "Old Geezer" had given him. However, Cloud seemed uneasy until he settled beside Vincent. Everything that Cid did obviously didn't make Cloud feel any better about the situation he was in.

"I'm sorry..." Cloud was looking at the ground, not really paying attention to the things in front of him, so he almost walked into one of the many WRO members walking the ship. He uttered another apology.

"What are you sorry for, Cloud? I... shouldn't have said you joined in. This never would've happened. I caused you discomfort." Vincent was really starting to think that he was forcing this whole threesome thing into being. He and Cid were the first two people that Cloud saw other than the annoying doctors. So naturally he was going to feel more secure with them and... With Cid kissing him the way he was, Vincent wasn't sure Cloud was going to be able to let go.

"Cloud? That you?" Vincent then remembered someone who would just love to take advantage of Cloud's not being in his right mind. Tifa.

Cloud turned to look at who was talking to him. There she was. The girl from his dreams. The one he'd wanted so much when he was little. He thought that, if he saw her, he'd feel something other than just deja vu. However, he got nothing from looking at her. She didn't seem half as important as she would have years ago when he actually cared about getting her attention. Right now, however, he wanted her to leave. He'd rather spend a whole day with Cid kissing him, or something like that, than spend five more minutes with her right there.

"Tifa, Cloud's still not feeling well. I was just escorting him to a room where he could lay down and rest for a little while." Thank Leviathan Vincent was around.

"Oh, well, I could show him there. That way you could go and spend time with Cid." Vincent narrowed his eyes at this comment. No on knew what was really going on. At least not officially. Barret had somewhat an idea because he found them huddled together under the covers and Yuffie because she practically stalked him everywhere. Poor Cid had to deal with that fact. However, Tifa shouldn't have any idea because they made an effort to avoid her.

"Cid's busy at the moment. We wouldn't be able to discuss the situation even if I wanted to." Vincent then took Cloud by the arm and continued walking.

"Well, you've been with him for a while now, I'm sure you'd like a break. I could explain to him–" Vincent cut her off, more than slightly annoyed with her persistence.

"Thank you, Tifa, for the offer. However, Reeve, Cid, and myself have already agreed not to tell Cloud anything. He's regaining his memories at a steady pace and will remember anything he feels the need to remember himself." He opened a door with a card that was hidden underneath his shirt. When Tifa went to follow, he turned around to face her. "Unless you're sick, Tifa, stay out. Cloud needs to be left alone. Which is what I'll do just after I get him situated."

She stood there, mouth open, as the door to the sick bay closed in her face. She hadn't meant to be so persistent, or nasty, about the whole thing, but she had wanted to make sure Cloud was okay. She sort of ruined her chance at getting to talk to him by herself. She really didn't have bad intentions, she just didn't know how to execute a proper argument. The whole time Cloud hadn't said a word. He didn't even acknowledge whether or not he knew who she was. That had to be the worst blow of all. Even worse than having to watch the door close and she get locked out. Why did Vincent have a key to everything on the ship? No one else but Cid had that much access to the place. When she mentioned Vincent hanging out with Cid, she'd sincerely meant as friends, but... He seemed to take it in a different way. As if she was saying they were, dare she think it, gay together. However, she couldn't see Cid as that type of person. He drank, smoke, and talked about beautiful women way too much to be in love with Vincent. Or gay even. What was wrong with people today?

Vincent was trying to calm himself back down. He never yelled, no, just got extremely aggravated. He noticed that it was mostly the opposite sex that aggravated him all the time. Lucrecia and her decisions had aggravated him throughout most of his life and Tifa, well, her continuous attack of Cloud had always aggravated every male in the group. Not because they were all gay for Cloud (though sometimes that was part of it), but because he was a friend and they pitied him. However, Cloud had always been the most calm and collected when it came to Tifa. He dealt with her nagging and never complained. He even confessed to Vincent once that he didn't think she meant to be so annoying and that's why he stayed calm. Vincent, despite just having joined the group, couldn't really see that as the case, but he didn't argue with Cloud. No, that wouldn't have gotten him anywhere. Cloud was a very convincing person.

"Vincent... Do I have... A relationship with her?" Cloud seemed thoroughly terrified at the thought and Vincent felt obligated to give him some reassurance.

"No, though she'd certainly like you to have one with her. After you became great she adored you. At least that's how you explained it to me. When you were still scrawny she didn't like you. You said you weren't going to love someone who couldn't love you not matter who you were or what you looked like." He rubbed Cloud's back and led him into one of the side rooms that adorned the hallway.

"It took me... a long time to figure out she wasn't worth it... I guess." Cloud felt bad for saying something like that about someone, but she didn't seem worth mourning over. Zack was someone to mourn over and he was doing it now, even though he didn't care for him half as much as he knew he would after remembering more about him. Sometimes he hated himself for how he thought about other people. He was never fair to them, it seemed. He didn't think about his mother when he left to go join SOLDIER. He was thinking about Tifa. He wasn't thinking about Tifa when he was talking about love. He was thinking about Zack and... There was someone else that kept popping up, but there wasn't a name or a face, only a shadow.

"I guess so. I believe it took a certain turning point in our journey together to realize that some people were much more important. That's all I can say, though. I wouldn't let her tell you everything so I can't." Cloud nodded in agreement and stared at the room he'd entered and wondered if it had been made just for him. A room in the sick bay made just for him? It was all dark blue, the color he'd gone on about liking in earlier chapters! He was so amazed with the accuracy of people's knowledge. Then again, he was still getting used to the fact that they knew him.

"Uh... Vincent...?"

"Before you even begin to ask, yes, it was made for you. Just in case your motion sickness kicked in while you were on board."

Cloud had completely forgotten about feeling sick at all. Even now that he remembered it wasn't half as bad as it had been when he'd gotten on. He also no longer had a headache. That... didn't seem right. He'd managed to keep his mind off it so much that he had pretty much cured himself of it for today. Tomorrow, though, well... That was a completely different story. He might wake up feeling sick. That didn't matter, though, because today was today and that's what he was going to think about! Okay, he was making circles in his brain. That wasn't good.

"Well, like I said, I'm going to let you rest. Tifa's probably waiting for me to walk out of the door just to make sure that I stay true to my word." Vincent put down a set of clothes that were similar to the one's Zack wore when he died, before walking out and leaving Cloud by himself. "If you want to change out of those, these still fit you."

Cloud couldn't believe it. He knew he hadn't made it into SOLDIER and yet, those clothes that Vincent said still fit him... Those were Zack's. What was up with him? This was... messed up. He had said he'd live out both their lives, but... He'd figure it out later. Right now he just wanted to do nothing. Well, somewhat nothing. He wanted to lay down, make himself feel better about stealing Zack's clothes, and figure out whether or not he could remember burying him naked. He then decided that he couldn't. So how had he gotten the clothing? Oh well. It wasn't really important. He noticed a door leading out of the room to the side. Either he was lucky and that was a bathroom or he wasn't and it just led to another room. If it was a bathroom, he hoped there was a shower. He needed one. However, this was an airship. He couldn't hope for too much.

Wow. What luck. Cid was a miracle worker or something because there was a shower in what he discovered was a bathroom. And, as he found out when he turned the faucet, it worked. Great. He hadn't dared use the shower at the apartment for fear that it would break on him. This one worked, though, and it worked well. He shut the door behind him and began to take the extremely dirty clothes off of himself. Once done, he slipped into the shower, never hearing the door to his room open and close.

He began to lather his hair with the shampoo, hoping to God that it wasn't some messed up shampoo for the elderly. Well, not that it had to be for elderly people. But sick people too. However, this room was supposedly made just for him, so it was highly unlikely that anyone else had used it or that it was specifically made for old/sick people. He came to the conclusion that it was clean and okay to use. People would argue that it was made for the sick if they knew he'd even thought about it.

All of a sudden a screeching noise filled his ears and he clutched them, hoping that they noise would go away. He didn't understand what was going on, but he knew it hurt. Why was his head doing this, if it was even his head at all? Why wasn't the plane going down? How could the pilot fly with this sort of noise nagging at him? Or... was he truly going crazy and no one could hear this but him? He got real dizzy real fast. Soon he couldn't see anything, even though his eyes were open. Shortly after, he found himself tripping over air and falling. His head ended up colliding with the tiled wall and he slumped to the floor, unconscious and bleeding from where his temple hit the wall.

The bathroom door opened then, and the same WRO member that Cloud had almost run into earlier stood there, staring at the still running water through the shower curtain. He pulled the red hat off of his head, revealing more hair than any normal man should have. If Cloud had been conscious, he would've shivered and possibly fainted at the sight. However, if he had his memories, he would've known better than to stay within fifty feet of the man. Sephiroth. The exact person that Cloud idolized as a teenager and struggled with as an adult. Vincent, who was heading back from the bridge, would have certainly tried to kill him in an instant. However, Cloud would've clung to the fact that his idol was there, near him, willing to talk to him. Oh, Sephiroth was willing to do more than just talk to Cloud. His life goal was to torture him until the day he died. However, the same person kept interrupting every time he was doing a good job. Cloud just seemed too good for him. Now that he no longer remembered everything, however, Sephiroth would draw him in and then strike. It was a perfect plan in his mind. Something anyone could think of, but nearly no one could pull it off. "No one" didn't have a young man with amnesia. "No one" had to gain the trust of that person before striking. Sephiroth had it the easy way. Good thing, too. He was sick of trying too hard and then failing. That never felt good.

He slid the curtain open and stared at Cloud for a few moments (he's rude, yes; has a staring problem) before turning the water off. "Oh, Cloud, you're so clumsy sometimes." An evil smirk played across his lips. "What would I do if we had to start all over with those memories of yours? That would make things slightly harder... You're at the perfect place where you are. Let's keep you there." He then picked Cloud up and ignored the blood that was still on the tiles. He might as well leave some evidence for his dear friends. In another moment he was putting the hat back on, dressing Cloud, putting him in a bag, leaving, and heading for one of the many escape pods on the ship. This seemed almost too easy. And, without Cloud fighting him, it was.

2

Vincent couldn't believe it. Cloud was gone. They'd just got him back and he was already gone. He obviously hadn't run away; the blood on the shower stall was proof enough for that. Someone had taken him. Now, how they had managed to get in there, Vincent wasn't really sure. All he was sure of was that they'd found one of the WRO members bound and gagged in a closet. Nearly naked and without his keycard to the sick bay, too. That was how certain workers got into their divisions. Vincent just happened to have a master card. Cid was barking orders, aggravated and afraid (though he'd never admit that), making Vincent's headache worse. Vincent wasn't going to complain though, he understood what was wrong, however. Anything could happen to Cloud when he wasn't with them. Anyone could take advantage of his memory loss. Vincent's head snapped up when a call came through to the ship. It was from the Turks.

"You guys gonna hurry it up, yo?" It was Reno. The last person that Cid was about to talk to at the moment.

"We'll hurry the fuck up when we wanna, ya ass. Now get off my back. We've got a problem and it needs solvin'. Now, unless you've got a solution for us, butt out." Cid turned away from the screen that displayed Reno's face looking perplexed. "We fuckin' lost Cloud. We don't know where he is or who took 'im. One o' my—"

"Woah, Grampa, Cloud's missin'?" Reno cut him off, looking sincerely concerned.

"Not really missing, Reno, so much as kidnaped." Vincent figured it was better if he took over the conference. Cid was silently fuming and swearing off in a corner and he didn't need Reno's persistent questions to make him even more aggravated. After all, he hated having to restate what he, himself, already knew.

"Kidnaped? That ain't good, yo. How'd it happen?"

"We're not quite sure. I left Cloud in the sick bay to get some rest, clean up, or anything else that he might need to do. When I came back to leave his food the bathroom door was open when it hadn't been. I checked to see if he was just getting out and there was blood on the wall tile. Meaning he probably hit his head or something."

"Great, yo. More amnesia. We're on it. Turks out."

"Hn."

Cid stared at Vincent. He hadn't given a grunt for an answer since before they dealt with Deepground. After that mission he had opened up a little bit more and begun to have normal conversations. He'd always talked a lot with Cloud, but he talked even more now. Vincent walked passed him and out into the hall, signaling for him to follow. He did just as he was told, not wanting to get any more grunts from the man unless they were in bed. Now this was a bad time to have a dirty mind.

Once they were out of ear shot of everyone else, Vincent began to speak.

"Listen, I think that Cloud's recent kidnapper may have to do with who attacked him and made him lose his memories the first time. Hell, they may even be the same person. Either way, Cloud's in danger now and we need to find him. I'm not sure how much longer he'll last without us. Everything's a threat to him in his state. He probably doesn't even remember how to properly wield his Buster Sword. Not that he has it. We do. So he's defenseless and... There's something else I didn't want to mention to Reno or to the WRO members..."

Cid stared for a moment before urging him to go on. "What didn't ya wanna mention to 'em?"

"I found a strand of hair. Long, silver hair."

3

Images of Sephiroth and Zack were floating through his mind. It hurt to look at Zack and Sephiroth just confused him. Cloud wanted to wake up, but every time he tried, the noise from before just knocked him out again. He suffered through what seemed like a million images before his mind set on one and went with it, replaying the events that led up to and occurred after it.

"Cloud, honey, you're walking too fast!" Zack stumbled, being too drunk to keep his balance without Cloud there to hold him up.

Cloud just laughed and said, "I'm not your honey and... You should've thought of that before you drank so much."

"Well, maybe you should be my honey. Honey's sweet and you act sweet. I wonder if you taste sweet." All of a sudden there was a weight on Cloud's back and he fell down, right on his face.

"Zachary! Why would I want to be your honey?! You squish me all the time!" It was all in fun, but still... He was somewhat serious.

"Aw... C'mon, baby. Don't be so sour! I love you!"

"You do—"

He was cut off due to Zack flipping him around and kissing him fully on the lips. He couldn't pull back because he was already pressed into the ground and moving forward would just be deepening the kiss. He didn't feel like doing that, so he settled with just sitting there and looking cute, a shocked look plastered to his face. Zack didn't pull back for a couple of minutes, and even then he wrapped his arms around him and wouldn't let go.

"Z-Zack...? What are you doing?" Cloud was blushing and confused. He didn't understand what was wrong with him.

"Stay with me, hon, please. S-she got mad today. She might leave me. But you'll stay with me, won't you baby?" Zack kissed him again, this time briefly.

Cloud didn't know who he meant by "she," but it didn't matter. She was probably a girlfriend or something. Something very foreign to Cloud and that Zack would obviously have because, on his normal days, he was a straight man. However, today was an off day so he was bisexual. Obviously it was an off day, this chick had gotten mad at him... He'd stay for Zack, though. It wasn't like he had anywhere more important to be. Zack was the most important thing going for him at the moment. So therefore, if Zack wanted it, he'd do it. But he'd make Zack a deal.

"Alright, I'll be your 'honey' and your 'baby' for tonight. Don't ask me 'why' tomorrow if I start crying. I just fell in love, that's all." He didn't regret admitting something like that so straightforwardly, and he wouldn't. By the time that morning came around, Zack would forget that they'd kissed and forget anything he said throughout the whole entire time. It seemed a little melodramatic, sure, but at least he wasn't lying. If you were melodramatic and lying, well... That was just silly. He was really falling for Zack and his goofy ways, though.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." Zack cried into his shoulder for a little while longer before continuing the trek home. Cloud couldn't believe that someone so strong was crying on his shoulder. It just didn't seem logical to him. Not logical at all. Then again... What with Zack was logical?

They made it back to the apartment within ten minutes. The moment they got beyond the door, Zack had Cloud pinned up against it. He wasn't doing anything... yet. He was just staring at him, eyes glazed over with lust and booze. Cloud stared straight back, smiling that goofy smile he'd learned form Zack. The one that always earned him a thwack if Zack ever noticed. He ran a hand through Zack's hair, feeling that it was just as soft as his own, if not more so. That set Zack off immediately. He showered Cloud's face with kisses and caressed his cheeks. It was almost as if he'd been holding it all in for days because he didn't stop until both he and Cloud were gasping for air. The heat seemed to be soaking it all up. Just wasn't fair, I tell you, wasn't fair. It was that moment that the image had depicted in Cloud's mind. The image of them standing there panting.

Cloud made the next move, kissing along Zack's jaw line. It was only natural that he started first, having had the most air left. He heard a satisfied sigh come from Zack's mouth and moved downward, towards his neck, and nipped at the flesh there. That earned him a couple of soft moans and a hiss when he bit too hard. Inexperience was the most embarrassing thing. Especially when Zack is looking down at you, chuckling because you've got this shocked "I don't know what I did" look on your face.

"Try to be gentle. Like this..." Zack took over Cloud's previous duty of giving pleasure, first starting in the center of Cloud's neck, nipping and kissing until he got to Cloud's ear where he began to whisper into it. "Stay here. With me. Forever. You don't need anything else, do you? I'm good enough, right? I love you, Cloud, I love you."

"I need food Zack. And you don't love me. You just think you do." Cloud was starting to think about just how much that thought hurt him. "Please, Zack..."

"Shhh... We'll buy food together. You just can't leave me alone." That seemed to be Zack's worst fear, even if he didn't say it out loud. Being alone. Cloud didn't like it either, so he could relate.

Zack continued to kiss and pleasure Cloud in any way he could while they both still had their clothes on. Later on they moved to the living room, discarding clothing as they went. After that they upgraded to the bedroom, deciding that it was a perfect place for them to stop and finish up what they had started. Hours later they would wake up to find themselves entangled in each other's arms, naked as the day they were born. Neither one would mind though. Zack was quite sober by the time they reached the end of their fun.

/Chapter 4

A/N

Yeah, so... The title of the chapter is mainly because of Cid and Sephiroth randomly popping up! Yeah... I've got a way to explain how he came back so don't worry. And it makes sense, too! Can you believe it? I didn't totally jump into this one without any thought of what the later plot would be like! However... I'm stumped as to what Sephiroth should do with Cloud at this moment... . He'll be molested for sure, but he won't really know that it's molestation. 'Cept for the fact that he remembers about himself loving Zack. That'll throw a bit of a wrench in there. However, Sephiroth was sorta his first love. In the game and out. With or without Tifa. He liked Sephiroth much more than her. Which something funny to say after saying I don't like him anymore. ;; But I can't deny facts... It's not my fault.

I'm sorry about not going into more detail with the whole scene between Zack and Cloud. And Cid and Vincent in the last chapter. However, I didn't keep this at a 'T' rating and sex goes under 'M'. I'm too lazy to change the rating, especially if that's the only reason it's going to be rated 'M'... I'd rather it be rated 'M' for language (it's not to heavy here, so that's okay), sex, and violence. Maybe more. Just... Yeah. :( I'm just not good at that sort of thing as I've stated before. Double sorry. 3