Cloud was beyond angry; livid, frustrated because of Squall's words. No, because of the truth behind them. He himself didn't fully understand why he put up with being in such a relationship, but where else was he supposed to go?

When Sephiroth first told Cloud that he wanted him, six months ago, Cloud fell in love with the idea of being loved. Having grown up as an orphan all alone created a sense of longing that he was desperate to fix. The very day he turned eighteen, two and a half years ago, he moved in with his best friend, Squall, and since then his tragic life for which he was not to blame get better. That is, until he got with Sephiroth. The first month with Sephiroth was alright, good even. But then the fighting started and the yelling got worse and confrontations led to struggles and headlocks and fist-fights, and eventually to violent beatings. Cloud would never forget the first time, when Sephiroth showed up to his own apartment drunk. The two fought over his tardiness and lack of responsibility, but Sephiroth's anger turned to livid fury. He had to tie Cloud down and punch him a couple times to drain him so he couldn't fight back, and after a bloody nose, black eye, and bruised chest, Cloud was untied and sore. The first thing Cloud did was lock himself in the bathroom, barely able to move, but desperate, calling Squall on the cell phone he grabbed before barricading himself in safety. When Cloud was certain he heard Sephiroth slam the door to get more beer, he dialed Squall's number and broke down, telling him everything. Telling him how this wasn't the first time Sephiroth had beaten him, but it was the first time that he had been so badly injured. Within minutes Squall was in his truck and just twenty minutes later, Cloud was riding back to Squall's place, silently staring out the window.

"Cloud, please, tell me it's over between you two." For two months now, Squall watched Cloud, the one he loved, love someone else. He was never fond of Sephiroth, few were, and that was when they were drunk enough to tolerate him. He remembered how his heart sunk when Cloud told him he was no longer single, he remembered it was then that he told Aerith how he had secretly loved Cloud and how a month later even Zack knew. And then, a month after that in Squall's truck right after Cloud was first rescured, Squall couldn't take it anymore. He could love Cloud so much more than that awful silver haired man; he could treat him better, he could have him all to himself if only…

"Cloud? Please break up with him."

"I cant. I'd have nowhere else to go if I did." Since their first month together, Cloud spent most weekdays with Sephiroth and the weekends with Squall.

"You have me Cloud." Squall only wished that he could say it literally and not just about living spaces.

"All I ever wanted was to not be alone. My parents left me; they never loved me. Now I have someone there for me that does love me. I can't leave him."

"Cloud, what he just did to you isn't love. Aerith, Zack, and I love you. Are we not enough?" Squall was starting to feel hurt as they pulled into the driveway and sat on the couch.

"You guys are, but I," Cloud looked away, he had always been a man of few words.

"You what?" Squall could sense the vulnerability his friend, his love, was experiencing.

"I need someone who can love me and hold me and just be mine." Cloud turned his face away, too ashamed to have shown weakness to someone as virile as Squall. If only he knew how sensitive Squall felt for Cloud. On the inside, Squall was screaming to be that person, but if Cloud really did love him back, he wouldn't have been with Sephiroth. Squall couldn't ruin the best friendship he had by making it awkward or by getting rejected, but he couldn't help himself, so he scooted closer to Cloud and wrapped his arm around him.

"Shh, everything's guna be ok." Squall started to rock back and forth and for the first time all day, Cloud smiled, thankful that it was hidden in Squall's shirt.

Fifteen long minutes of silence had passed and Squall just wanted to hear Cloud's voice, no matter the risk.

"Cloud I, I, I love you." But when he looked down, Cloud was fast asleep, much exhausted from the day's previous events. That night, Cloud had the best sleep of his life, sitting upright in Squall's arms.

And now as he was driving back to the main source of pain in his life, all Cloud could think about was that night. He remained unaware of Squall's love confession, but that didn't change the fact that as Cloud angrily sped Fenrir through a nearly changing yellow light, all he could think about is how different life would be if Squall were his boyfriend. He wasn't sure if Squall was gay, but that didn't stop his daydreaming, which continued all the way until he was knocking on Sephiroth's front door.

The twenty four year old opened it with a cocky grin. "Just cant get enough of me, can ya?"

Cloud dint bother joking back, he wasn't in the mood. He never was.

"Can I stay the night?"

"Sure babe," Sephiroth waved him in and Cloud went straight to the couch to lie down. Disappointed, Sephiroth frowned. "Come sleep with me."

"I'm tired and I actually want to sleep, not fuck." Cloud turned his back to Sephiroth to face the sofa's cushions.

"We'll sleep after we fuck. Now. Come on."

"No, I'm going to be busy tomorrow and I need rest." Cloud had made up his mind: he'd wake up early, leave quietly and leave a note for Sephiroth saying it was over. Then, he'd beg Squall to take him back as house-mates. If that went well, he'd confess his love. He wanted to go back the second he started Fenrir, but thought it best that they each had time to think.

"What did you just say?" Uh-oh, now Sephiroth was angry. "What did I tell you about saying no to me, bitch?"

Cloud couldn't forget. It was that morning when he got the beating…lecture…on not refusing Sephiroth's orders.

"I'm sorry, I'm just tired."

"Yeah, and I'm just horny. Get the fuck up."

"Can we do it tomorrow? Please?" Cloud turned to Sephiroth, scared and already almost in tears.

"No, now."

"But I want to sleep."

"It's only 6 pm. Besides, you'll sleep better afterward; you always do." That was Cloud's fear: not being able to wake up in time to leave without waking up Sephiroth. Well, that and being punched until forced into submission.

"But I don't want to. I'll do better if we wait till tomorrow. Please," Now he was silently crying. Crying because he was still hurt by Squall's words, crying because he knew was about to happen, and crying because he just wanted another night in Squall's arms.

"Alright I've had enough of your fucking shit! I'm going to Kadaj's and you can bitch to the rain!" Sephiroth gripped Cloud's arm tightly.

"Who the hell is Kadaj?" Cloud wondered.

"The one who pleasures me since you're a fucking pussy." Sephiroth opened his sliding glass door and threw Cloud onto the small balcony.

"No Sephiroth please no I'll be good! Nooo!" Cloud started crying again as he watched Sephiroth lock the heavy glass door, keeping the curtains open to admire his prisoner who sat on the empty wet balcony, armed against the rain with only his T-shirt, light jacket, jeans, and ankle socks. Thankfully his jacket had a hood, but that barely helped the charging rain. After half an hour, Sephiroth waved goodbye, holding up a sign (a piece of paper with sharpie on it) that read :

'Going to kadaj's, tired of fucking a pussy.'

Author's Note: Sorry that I disappeared for a while, I just, I couldn't get anything out. Nothing. I'm still stuck in this downward spiral of writing, but hopefully it wont last much longer. Anyway, I must clarify that when I originally wrote this, I wrote this for my original works, NOT for Final Fantasy. So the story in its original version has my own characters, and not Squall or Cloud or anyone else. So I apologize if the story seems weird or far fetched, but it was never really meant for the FF world. I decided to just change the names and post it, just in case it'd work, and I hope it does. Thanks for reading!

To 18plusforme: Good to hear from you! Thanks for reading my stuff, you're like the most dedicated fan ever! Thanks!

To Panty: haha, thanks for the review! Glad you liked it ^_^

To Shadowridge: Aww, I'm glad you like this story, I only wish that it was more epic. But I guess I need less-epic stories to balance all my wild drama-filled stories. But fine, just for you, I'll keep posting ;) Which means, I expect to read an update from your story soon! So hah! You have to keep updating too! Man, now I know how it feels. Updating as often as I used to isn't easy anymore. OMG I LOVE Soul Eater! I saw it like a year ago and it was awesome. It IS awesome. My sister and I love it. I actually have a picture of Excalibur on my wall ^_^

To kindofbadger: Aww, thanks. I hope the wait wasn't too long. I feel like I haven't posted in forever. I mean, I posted a new story yesterday, (it's an akurokureno, a one shot lemon!) but I haven't updated this story in a while and I feel bad. So yeah, I hope it wasn't too long of a wait. Even I will admit that I didn't fulfill what I could have given the opportunities I set up for this story. But when I wrote it, it wasn't for FF characters, it was for characters from my own personal novel, which fits much better with them than with FF characters. But I hope this is good enough to deserve being posted, so thanks for reading! Take care too! ^_^

To KidaKama: Glad you like it, and thanks. Yeah, I usually don't experience this too often, but I hate feeling so…empty. Just a bad past week and hopefully I'll bounce back soon. Happy New Year to you as well!

Alert: I posted an Akurokureno, a one shot of the three having fun, even though Axel and Reno are injured and in bed, but Roxas (dressed as a sexy maid) comes to make them feel better. Rated M, obviously, so please check it out!

Thanks for reading!

Heart, Sarabellum