I must be really drunk. That's the only explanation for this. Though, usually when you black out, things are black, not white. And this place…this is fucking white. No horizon, just white everywhere. Last thing I remember was falling asleep, and now I'm here? What kinda trick is this shit? Suddenly, I hear a faint noise behind me, and a soft, low growl. Suddenly my head feels like someone's taken a sledgehammer to it, and I'm on the ground.

"What the fuck?!" I growl, clutching my head, standing to face my attacker. The face was one I didn't expect. Spiky, black hair, tall, muscular figure, narrowed, suspicious blue eyes. "Zack?" If my jaw wasn't already slack, it was now.

"Yeah." He nods curtly. "It's me." He takes my shirt collar, eyes locking onto mine, searching them for some answer. I hold back a squeak, forgetting how intimidating SOLDIERs can be, let alone ones who are supposed to be dead.

"Uh…" I trail off, sounding like a dumbass. Zack rolls his eyes slightly, scoffing, muttering something that sounds like 'TURKs'. He lets go of my collar, running a hand through his hair, seeming finding the words he wants to say.

"Sinclair…" He pauses, frowning. His voice softens, going lower. "He…you're…" He sighs frustratedly, scratching at the back of his neck. He looks up, finally meeting my eyes. "You better be fucking treating him well from now on, or I'm gonna do worse than punch you in the face, alright? Just 'cause I'm dead doesn't mean that I'm not going to make sure Cloud's happy, okay?" His brows furrow slightly. I frown, arching a brow.

"Hold on one sec here." I cock my head to the side. "What the fuck did I do wrong?" Zack sighs a little, mirroring the look.

"You're sleeping in some other guy's bed right now, you know, instead of being with him…and Cloud's worried sick, but won't admit it because he thinks caring about you makes him weaker." Zack shrugs with one shoulder, looking frustrated. I arch a brow, rubbing at my temple.

"Shit…I must have gotten really drunk tonight. This dream is really fucking messed up. I'm getting scolded by my…" I pause, not knowing what exactly Cloud was to me. "By Cloud's ex-boyfriend, who's dead? Must have been some really good shit." Just as I finish speaking, I feel another blow land to my temple, swiftly followed by one to my stomach. I grunt, doubling over, holding my stomach, looking up at the bastard with eyes narrowed. He arches an eyebrow at me.

"You're not dreaming, asshole." He shakes his head, letting out a sigh. "Believe me now?" He cracks the knuckles on his right hand, watching me straighten with a slight wince. I merely nod, eyeing him suspiciously. He frowns, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I can't be there for Cloud anymore—not like you can. He's starting to come back out of his shell because of you." His look goes a little nostalgic, smiling slightly. "He smiles with you, you know. It reminds me of when he was younger." He looks at me, eyes sharp again. "I loved him, you know. Still do. I'll be damned if I let anyone hurt him. So shape the fuck up, Reno, or else, alright?" His eyes narrow, looking intimidating, and I try not to gulp. I nod swiftly.

"Yeah. I promise." I wriggle out from his grasp, wishing this whole crazy thing would just end. Zack nods slightly, satisfied with my answer. He gives me a last bop upside my head, and the pure white of my new world fading. My eyes open to the blackness of a bedroom, soft hair tickling my nose. My head throbs—a clear sign of my previous meeting with a bottle of vodka. I arch an eyebrow, looking down blearily at the blonde cuddled against my chest.

"Sonofabitch...The fucker lied to me to make that promise--I was with Cloud the whole time!" I grumble, hand automatically going to stroke through the spiky hair. Cloud snuggles against me, mumbling softly, half awake.

"Mmm…happy. Think we'll have pancakes for breakfast." I groan softly, eyes closing, trying to calm my now stomach, unsettled at the thought of eating Cloud's inedible pancakes. 'Well, at least it'll make him happy, right Zack?'

A/n: Whooooo, another chapter. I give credit to echo-waters for being my inspiration for this chapter. Nice idea, and kudos to youuuu! Hope it turned out to your liking.

I'm not totally satisfied with it, but it was fun to let Zacky-kins beat up Reno. XD

I've got inspiration for the next two chapters, since you guys have been giving so many ideas lately...but if you have any more, don't feel shy! Review and let me knooooow!

Much love,

Bo