2. Late
Tick…Tock…Tick…Tock…Tick…The clock ticked on slowly in the background. Slowly, Lazard raised his head. He was laid on his back on the table he had been interrogating sephiroth over. He had been fast asleep…but he was still very much naked. A quick look around the room told him that Sephiroth had already gone. He frowned slightly, wishing the other man had still been there. It wasn't that he was being clingy, he just hadn't finished with him yet. Suddenly, the clock started to chime. It had reached the hour. Lazard didn't look, but held his breath as he counted the chimes, getting slowly more horrified as the count raised higher and higher. He let out a horrified gasp. It was already eleven o'clock! He had been due to brief a group headed for Wutai at ten! Quickly, he jumped to his feet, hurriedly ramming his clothes back on, hardly wasting a second to breathe. Ramming his glasses onto his face, he hurriedly straightened his hair, rushing out of his office and straight into an elevator, tapping his foot impatiently as it took what seemed like forever to reach floor 49, the SOLDIER floor. The doors had barely slid open when Lazard rushed out, heading straight for the briefing room. It took him a moment to notice the abundance of giggling, but when he did notice, he couldn't ignore it. He looked around, and the off duty troops instantly tried to suppress their laughter. Tried, and failed. They were all holding pieces of paper, almost like flyers, in their hands. Just as he began to get truly suspicious, Genesis ambled out of an elevator, and was what was on one of the flyers by accident. He did a double take, snatching it out of the lower ranked SOLDIER's hand. The look he gave Lazard afterward seemed to confirm his worst suspicions. Lazard slowly walked up to Genesis, holding his hand out, palm upward. The red haired soldier slapped the paper into the director's hand, frowning moodily. Lazard gasped in horror, hardly able to believe what he was seeing. It was a picture of him…but…
"I didn't know you could do that with an Electro-Rod!" Someone shouted behind him, and instantly, the entire room burst into laughter. The only straight faces were Lazard's (if you can call horrified embarrassment a straight face) and Genesis'. Why the first class SOLDIER was so miserable was any man's guess, but Lazard had no time to enquire. He instantly ran to the briefing room, slamming the door on the catcalls and jeers that chased him. Turning round to make sure nobody was in the briefing room, he saw something on the table. It was a pair of small glasses, on top of a note. Lazard walked up to the desk, recognising the glasses as Hojo's. He picked them up off the note. The note read;
I hope these were worth it!
"Sephiroth…" Lazard muttered to himself angrily. The note was written on the back of one of the flyers. Lazard couldn't help but look at the photo again, wincing. No wonder I'm walking funny… Suddenly, he realised that their was a postscript;
Ps. Make sure to tell Genesis he owes me money. I won the bet fair and square.
Soyna is such a bitch…
Ok, this was just me giving a bit of closure to chapter one. Seeing as you are all ravingly perverted, im going to turn this into a request thread. Any couples and situations you want doing, just pm me or write them in a review. I'm not promising anything (im a straight guy for christ's sake!) but i may use them if they are funny.