This is Recowa back bringing another chapter after a super long time.Zack: Recowa... Square enix have done a lot since your last chapter. Geeze, I even have my own game coming out now...Recowa: Ah Gomen ne! I shall not wait 3 years again, I have my inspiration back!Zack: Better not... .

Zack is it really him?

Cloud couldn't stand the fact that he was so close to Zack, but yet so far away. The gym seem to empty out at this point, as time itself seem to come to a stand still. Why wasn't he able to fight back? What was wrong with this person, the one he thought he knew... Zack? Cloud stood up straight bringing his right hand up to the corner of his mouth wiping some traces of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Why..."

"Why Zack? Why can't you remember me..."

Cloud said that close to nothing but a mere whisper, but to his surprise there was a response. Zack was looking down to that hand of his standing up completely straight and clenching his fist.

"I don't know you...I have no Idea what you want from me." Zack said before a pause.

Cloud eyes widened as to where the from some of the spectators should have drown out anything that was remotely like a whisper.'He heard me!' Cloud's looked over towards the man standing there looking at his hand. There was something wrong with him, but it would be impossible for things to be like they were before? What would cause him to loose his memory so drastically? More so, what would cause him to have such a blood lust for fighting. It was almost like that time.

"I do know this...your the only one still standing here in this Gym. I hope to have a go at you another time..." Zack walked over towards him, standing right next to him. Those eyes eying the sword that was on his back. If he learned anything while being out on his own, was to win by whatever means. That hand of his lashed out to grab the sword that was on his back. There was something about it that brought back a strange flash. What was this from? Why did it capture his eye like he knew it from somewhere?

"I'm taking this...If you can manage to defeat me, in the future. I'll give it back. Let's think of this as a wager. Your the only person that could really stand up against me so far..." Zack said as a grin crossed those features of his, before running those fingers through that spiky raven black hair of his.

Cloud's eyes widened at those words, if they could get bigger that is from such surprise and shock. It wasn't his sword, but...something wasn't right.

"Zack, when you said what you said earlier...about as If I knew you. I do...this is your sword." There was a pause for only a mere moment before he would continue with such words. Cloud over the years had grown quite withdrawn and quiet. Of course Zack would have a hard time remembering him, he wasn't the same...

"What do you mean? I was messing with you before kid..." Zack raised an eyebrow and reached into the sheath that Cloud was carrying, pulling out the 'Buster Sword' with great ease. It seemed as if as soon as he touched the cold hilt of the blade, an image would flash before him. The weapon as soon as it left that sheath, would stab into the mat closely behind Cloud with a heavy thud with a slice as well.

Zack didn't know who this blond was, but he was willing to listen to everything that he had to say from this point on. Perhaps, this lust for power as well as some of his past would be reveled to him. He had been searching for sometime now, but from a gut feeling he knew that everyone could not be trusted.

Amazing how the way he spoke came from him so fluidly. "Are you from 'SOLDIER?'" Zack said, as those sapphire hues locked onto Cloud's. There eyes were the same, they had a glow. It was the way most people could tell if a person was part of 'Shin-Ra.' Of course the cooperation was falling faster then ever. The way people in this city was struggling and conserving power.

"No...but you were..." Cloud said before looking directly to Zack. "You are...were...'Soldier first class Zack Lair."

Zack stood there stunned, that would be able to explain a lot to him.

"...Please explain everything to me...let's try a place slightly more private spike?"

"Oh? Were?"

"There was a coffee shop down in Sector six, Chocobucks. Let's go."

He pulled the sword from the gym floor. People were watching the two closely, what happened in the gym was a little more then usual.

TBC

I'm over that writers block. I like how this story is going so far but do you feel the same? I'm a much better writer now then I was three years ago I believe, and after going through intense English classes, I believe that my typo's and grammatical mistakes will lower in numbers. Let me know what you think, leave a comment.