Warnings - explicit m/m sex, a bit of master/slave play, bondage play

"Now for the graduating 1st Class! Would the two of you please stand up!" the President said loudly into the microphone, clapping his hands along with everyone else in the audience. Cloud and the other, Aaron, the only two to pass the written and physical exams, stood, and walked over to the President. Cloud was calm, but a quiet pride infused his eyes as he pointedly ignored all those sitting on the stage. The list included Genesis, Angeal, Zack, and of course, Sephiroth. While he wasn't exactly angry anymore, and he couldn't rightly blame anyone but his lover for the simulation, he was peeved at them all. He couldn't even explain to himself why he was still pissed at them all, but he was. Accepting his belt and new dog tags with a small bow and a salute, he made his way back to his chair with a small smile, looking straight ahead. His steps faltered slightly once, as he made the mistake of glancing over, and caught the eye of Genesis. He wasn't entirely prepared for the blatant sexual look he was getting, but he knew that his blood flared in a responding desire.

In the months that it had taken Genesis to beat control into Cloud, the two constantly flirted. For both of them, it was as natural as breathing. Just like Zack did, they saw someone they believed attractive, they flirted, whether it was going to go anywhere or not. Reclining casually in his chair, Cloud stopped glancing at Genesis, and looked at him outright, letting the other man know with the sensual light in his eyes exactly what he was thinking.

Genesis returned his bold appreciation, a small smile on his face. It was well known among the SOLDIER's that if Cloud hadn't been snared by Sephiroth, he would have been snapped up by the fiery red head. Cloud was a calming influence with Genesis, where Genesis was able to get Cloud to relax in ways even Sephiroth had a hard time doing. In the 9 months he had been dating the General, there had been a betting pool going around: whether Cloud would dump Sephiroth and join Genesis, or if Genesis would join in the relationship. The betting started furiously again amongst the gathered SOLDIER as they noticed the looks the red head and blond were sending to each other, not bothering to hide them. A certain pair of jade cat eyes were also taking notice, though he was to well trained to show how he was feeling.

As the President droned on, they continued to appraise each other, the way that was normally reserved for two people who already have intimate knowledge of the other. The President finished with a flourish, announcing the SOLDIER's Ball was to take place that night, something he always held when someone managed to graduate into 1st Class. The fact that Cloud was the youngest ever, even younger then Zack when he was promoted, was a big deal. As the people started to file out of the room, Genesis and Angeal walking away, Cloud sent one last, heated smile to the red head, which was returned. He looked over, and smirked at the angry, jealous look in Sephiroth's eyes. Cocking his head arrogantly, he held the emerald cat eyes until it was the General who looked away, guilt coloring his face lightly. Triumph filled his blue eyes, and he laughed softly as Zack walked over to him, beginning to talk about what they were going to wear that night. He deliberately turned his back on Sephiroth, swinging his hips in a way he knew set fire to the mans blood. As they walked through the doors, chatting easily, Cloud wondered exactly how his silver haired lover was going to make up for the stunt in the exam.

He found out that night, when he entered the ballroom on the 30th floor of the Tower. Stopping dead in his tracks, his eyes went wide as he took in the sight that was Sephiroth. He was wearing a sheer black, button up dress shirt. The cuffs were satin, tightly bound around his wrists. Around his neck was a pure white satin tie, loosened so the knot hung right below his collarbones. He couldn't keep his eyes from wandering down, and desire flared hotly in his blood. Sephiroth was wearing perfectly pressed pinstripe pants, and the shoes were the old fashioned ones, with the white covering the top. He raised his eyes to his lovers face, and licked his lips. Perched cockily at an angle on his head was a black fedora, with a band of white satin, and a white feather tucked into it. He found himself leaning against the wall, as he took in the simple black collar snugly around the Generals pale throat, with a silver ring dangling temptingly from the center. His mouth went dry as their eyes locked, and this time, the triumph filled green eyes.

Sephiroth knew he looked good, but seeing it reflected in Cloud's eyes made the hours of figuring out what to wear, worth it. Then again, seeing what Cloud had on made him not really care. The blond was wearing a perfectly white silk dress shirt, the cuffs tight around his wrists, like his own. The shirt was tucked into a pair of white cargo pants. Also, a thick wallet chain looped down almost to his right knee, glittering against the whiteness. Amazingly enough, he had found a pair of white combat boots as well, and the entire effect wasn't at all that bad. In fact, the entire ensemble, with the casual bottom half, and very formal upper, was very alluring and sexy. Especially with the sky blue tie that matched his eyes around his neck. The entire coloration offset his own coloring, making his cream colored skin seem slightly darker, his hair and eyes all the brighter.

Swallowing hard, he kept his eyes locked with the blonds as he smirked, reaching up and hooking a finger through the loop on the collar he wore. Tugging it slightly, he couldn't hold in the shiver of pure lust as Cloud's eyes narrowed, darkening with possessive desire. Before he quite knew what was happening, Cloud was striding purposely across the floor, unhooking his chain as he went. Taking a single, startled step back, Sephiroth forced his feet to still as Cloud slowed as he neared him. Narrowing his eyes to slits, he purred softly when Cloud took hold of the ring, pulling him forward slightly. Cloud released it, and he kept his eyes straight as his blond lover circled him, looking very much like a wolf stalking its prey. He refused to let the thrill of fear that had settled in his racing heart show, keeping his sensual smirk on his face. It worked until, in one swift movement, Cloud hooked the chain to his collar, and forcefully pulled him down, making him fall to his knees.

He forgot everyone that was staring at them in the ballroom, the only thing in his mind was how his General looked on his knees in front of him, staring up at him with drowning eyes. He smiled slightly, and leaned down, brushing his lips over the soft shell of his ear.

"So this is you begging for forgiveness?" Cloud whispered darkly, his voice holding a wealth of heated promises. Closing his eyes involuntarily, Sephiroth shivered, wondering why he had never seen this side of Cloud before. Then it hit him, as he opened now glowing eyes to slits. Cloud was still pissed at him, and since he had offered his submission, Cloud was more then glad to take him up on the offer. He licked his lips, also having forgotten the multitude of people staring at them.

"I would do anything for you to forgive me, Ma…" he trailed off, the word sticking in his throat. He had never called anyone Master, but the word seemed to have easily rolled off his tongue. He gasped sharply when pressure was applied to his windpipe, Cloud having cruelly grasped his throat, and used the advantage to make him look up. He met the glowing blue eyes, and had to shove the urge to whimper down hard.

"Say it," Cloud hissed, the hand that was holding the other end of the chain moving to grasp a handful of his hair tightly, yanking his head back. Panting, he felt his body go limp, as he stared up into the diamond like hardness of Clouds stormy blue eyes.

"Master," he whispered, making a small noise when dark satisfaction flared in the other man. Cloud began to purr softly, and almost reverently helped Sephiroth to his feet, looking up at him with a small smile. The hand that was around his neck softly caressed the exposed flesh, his nails lightly dragging across the white skin. It caused Sephiroth to shiver again, his hands twitching with the need to grab the blond and crush their bodies together. As though he sensed this, Cloud tsked softly, brushing their lips together.

"I love when you call me Master," he purred, causing Sephiroth to smirk slightly with some of his arrogance coming back.

"Don't get used to it," the General said quietly, causing Cloud to arch an eyebrow. As a song with a nice beat started to weave through the room, the two men stared into each others eyes for a long moment, both pairs coolly arrogant. Then Cloud laughed quietly, and before Sephiroth could open his mouth to ask what was funny, he found himself being bent backwards, Clouds arms easily holding him up from the floor. Automatically, his arms wound around Cloud's neck, as he stared up with surprise and desire at his lover. He was also unprepared when Cloud eased their lips together, the hand that was on his lower back starting to knead the firm muscles. Whimpering softly, he made the gentle kiss harsher, burying his hand in the soft golden spikes and holding their lips together as they ravished the others mouth. Cloud pulled away, with only slight resistance, making Sephiroth growl with frustration. His jade eyes began to snap fire as he glared as his lover, Cloud only smirking in sensual pleasure.

Smoothly, he lifted Sephiroth and spun him away, drawing him back with the chain that was around his neck. Elegant as ever, Sephiroth moved like liquid made flesh as he executed the dance moves, the two of them coming back together perfectly. Cloud could feel the fine tremble in his lovers hands as he caught them, and smiled through lowered lashes up at him.

"I could get very used to it," he purred, beginning the dance. Sephiroth made no reply as people began to move out of their way, no caring that many were whispering in an almost horrified way at the fact that Cloud, a lowly, newly graduated 1st Class, was leading their General around by a chain. What changed the whispers to fanning themselves, and desire glazed eyes, was the fact that it was obviously consensual. Sephiroth went down on one knee, as Cloud caressed the side of his face with the hand that held the chain, bringing their faces very close together. Smirking, Sephiroth asserted some of the control he had left, and stood quickly, taking the dominant role in the dance. As they drew close together once again, he leaned down, and nibbled Cloud's ear lightly.

"Do you forgive me yet…" he whispered, lowering his head even more and biting into the smooth column on his neck for the next word. "Master?" Cloud laughed softly, delightedly, tilting his head to the side to allow his lover more access. He had forgotten how playful his General could get when this highly aroused.

"Hmmm…not yet," he said quietly, using the advantage of the chain to pull him away, so he could look up into his eyes. He smirked at the frustrated desire shining in the jade cat eyes. He had always been able to control himself better then Sephiroth. "I'll forgive you when we get back to the apartment." He pulled their faces close together, ignoring the flashes of cameras going off all around them. He would have to ask Zack for some of these pictures. Softly, he ran the tip of his tongue along Sephiroth's bottom lip, grinning at the soft growl. "Then you can show me how much you want me to forgive you."

Sephiroth's mind went blank at the mental images he conjured, following Cloud obediently as he walked off the floor and to the bar area. Blinking once, he grinned, and caught his lover around the waist, pulling him back so they were pressed together.

"So lets go to the apartment," he said, making Cloud laugh quietly again. He shifted his hips slightly to the new beat of the song, causing a soft hiss from the General.

"This party is for me, and my fellow 1st. I can't leave now," he said firmly, walking out of Sephiroth's arms. The silver haired man growled but resigned himself to a long night. He was just happy he had pulled strings and gotten the next week off for both him and Cloud. They were going to need it.

-x-x-x-x-x-

The party was roaring until 2 am, everyone dancing and having fun. Cloud never let go of the chain that was attached to Sephiroth, and the General followed his every move, watching the blond with devouring eyes. It became very clear, after a few people asked Cloud to dance, that the General wasn't sharing. Period. When someone asked, he would possessively wrap his arms around Cloud's chest, glaring daggers at the person. When that wasn't enough to send the person screaming, Cloud would shake his head, smirking. There was only one point of the night that could have gone very bad. If Sephiroth could be considered possessive, Cloud was even worse. It wasn't really surprising to those who knew him well though. Zack was watching the two of them avidly the entire night, and he couldn't help but making comparisons of Cloud and his wolf. From what he had read, once the Nibel Wolf found a mate, it was for life, and they would protect said mate and pups with their life. It was what actually happened to Jaz, he had found out from Cloud's mother.

Rufus, very drunk and very stupid, had asked Sephiroth to dance, the only person that night. Cloud's reputation had indeed gotten around, and from the glint in the blonds eyes, they knew not to approach the General. They were too afraid of ending up in the hospital, like the four that had attacked him. The still weren't sure if the one with green eyes was going to live.

Sephiroth had only smirked at the young ShinRa, declining the invitation gracefully. All the while, Cloud was wrapped possessively around his lover, the clinking of the chain in his hand very noticeable. Zack had watched with apprehension as Rufus only glanced at the blond, before his eyes became glued back to the General. It was very well known that Rufus had an obsession with Sephiroth, that dated back to when the General had first joined the Military. It started going downhill when Rufus reached out a hand, trying to touch Sephiroth's hair, and Zack started moving quickly when he saw Cloud's eyes darken to almost black.

"Hey Rufus!" Zack said loudly, clapping the Presidents son on the back, causing him to turn around with confusion. He is so drunk, Zack thought with a giddy fear, watching as Sephiroth wrapped his arms firmly around Cloud, whispering in the blonds ear. "How about a few drinks with me, and I'll even dance with you." His wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and heaved a sigh of relief when Rufus nodded and staggered over to him, putting an arm over his shoulders. He automatically put his arm around Rufus's waist, as he steered him over to the bar, on the complete opposite end from Sephiroth and Cloud. Then he had watched as the dark blue resumed its normal color, but Cloud still had a dark scowl on his face. Zack could almost feel sorry for his General when Cloud tightly grabbed the chain, and walked purposely out of the room. He would never forget Sephiroth's face though. It was a mix of fear, anticipation, and naked lust. Swallowing, he caught Angeal's eye as the couple left, and he knew they were both thinking the same thing. If they saw either one of them tomorrow, it would be a miracle.

Neither said anything until the apartment door slammed shut behind them, and Cloud forcefully slammed Sephiroth up against it, his eyes burning.

"Strip," he commanded, eyes glittering. With Cloud in this mood, he knew better then to disobey. Holding the blue eyes, he slowly took off his hat, and threw it in the direction of the couch, before his fingers slid down and began to unbutton his shirt, loosening the tie and throwing it somewhere first. He licked his lips as Cloud's eyes followed the movement of his fingers, watching with avid hunger as inch by inch, his smooth, pale skin was revealed. Pulling the shirt out of his pants, he started to undo the buttons around his wrists, but was stopped when Cloud darted forward, latching his lips and teeth to his neck. He moaned softly, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, his body going limp against the door as Cloud moved his mouth down, nipping his collarbone gently. It was hard to believe, but when they first started their relationship, Cloud had been a virgin, having only kissed one person his entire life. Now, a little less than a year later, his little blond had become a sexual predator. As Cloud nibbled his way across his chest, while Sephiroth purred softly, he had to wonder if it was a good thing for angry Cloud and sexual Cloud to be out at the same time. He opened his eyes slightly as Cloud moved back, not bothering to hide his panting, halting breath, or the glazed look in his eyes.

"Finish. I want to see you naked, stretched out underneath me," Cloud purred, jerking slightly on the chain. Swallowing again, Sephiroth only nodded and uncuffed his wrists, sliding the shirt off so it pooled on the floor around him. Holding his eyes, he slowly undid his belt, and watched with a satisfied smirk as Cloud shivered when the leather hissed, sliding against the fabric of his pants. Dropping it to the ground, he toed off his shoes, revealing naked feet, and in one swift motion, he took off his pants and boxers, letting them fall to the ground where he kicked them off his legs. He held completely still as Cloud looked him over once, and then pressed their bodies together, holding back a shiver at the delicious contrast of his lovers clothing. Against his legs it was rough, but against his chest, the white silk shirt was cool and smooth. He grunted in surprise when Cloud jerked roughly on the chain, the only object he had left on, pulling him away from the door. Dazedly, he followed Cloud into the bedroom, not quite sure when he had let the blond take complete control over the situation. He had never bottomed, not for anyone. Yet, he was finding that he was a ball of nervous energy, because he wanted this. He wanted to see his usually quiet, mousy lover take control. It was highly arousing.

He was flying for a moment, before he found himself bouncing lightly on the bed, eyes wide as he looked at the glowing figure standing next to him. He looked like an angel, wreathed in the white light from outside. The only thing that spoiled it was the predatory grin and light in his eyes. He held completely still, though he did relax into the soft bed as Cloud began to remove his clothing. The shirt was unbuttoned, then the top button, on the button fly jeans. Sephiroth went to sit up, wanting to taste to tempting flesh that was right before him, but was stopped up short. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes going wide as he saw his chain was attached quite firmly to the headboard.

"You didn't think this game was done yet, did you?" Cloud said quietly, kicking off his boots and climbing onto the bed to straddle Sephiroth, grabbing his wrists and pinning them down to the bed. Even as Sephiroth was opening his mouth to make some sort of reply, it was captured, and he groaned softly, his protests gone from his mind. Their tongues battled, muscled velvet sliding against one another as Cloud firmly rotated his hips, creating delicious friction for them both. Pulling away, Sephiroth lay there in a daze, ignoring the rattle of chains, thinking that it was the one on his neck. He was sorely mistaken, as two leather cuffs were suddenly around his wrists, and being clipped to the wrought iron headboard. His eyes flew open as he tested the new bindings, panic at being tied down fluttering in his belly. Cloud much have seen it, because he placed a gentle kiss to his lips, kissing him deeply until he relaxed back into a sensual haze, panic forgotten. He pulled back, and stared seriously down into the jade eyes.

"I won't do anything that you're uncomfortable with, do you understand?" he asked quietly, and Sephiroth nodded once, eager for the game to continue. He trusted Cloud with his life. Literally, on a few occasions. Besides, Cloud knew of his past, and most of the experiments.

Taking a deep breath, he relaxed even more into the bed when Cloud settled next to him, now completely naked. He closed his eyes as the top opened on their ever present bottle of lube, and spread his legs shamelessly. Cloud chuckled softly and reached over, grasping his erection hard with his lubed hand, stroking him in a fast, harsh grip. He found his hips bucking off the bed as he groaned softly, throwing his head around and arching his back. All the teasing from the night began to catch up to him, and his legendary control began to waver as Cloud showed no sign of stopping. Delicious warmth began to flow through him, almost in time to his thunderous heartbeat.

"Cloud…stop," he gasped out, taking a few quick breaths when he did, only to arch his back again when a slender digit slid into him. He wanted to tell Cloud to stop, that the feeling of being breached made him want to truly panic, but the finger was shoved in a little farther, and his protests died when Cloud hit a certain spot inside him that made stars shoot across his vision. Pleasure rocketed through him, and he found himself wantonly pushing down. His brain had shut down, his body acting on instinct, wanting nothing more then to keep that pleasure going. He hardly noticed when a second finger was added, then a third, his body more then relaxed enough at this point that there was only the barest hint of pain. He whined piteously when Cloud removed his fingers, clenching his hands around the chains that connected his wrists to the headboard.

Cloud watched in heated rapture as Sephiroth gave himself over to the pleasure. It reminded him of when his lover was fighting. When he was in the midst of battle, Sephiroth gave himself over completely to the movements of his sword, the clanging of metal. It was amazing, and a little humbling. He had wanted to give his lover this kind of pleasure for a long time, but he was always to shy to ask, thinking that Sephiroth would only stare at him, or worse, laugh in his face. Watching the way Sephiroth's skin beaded with sweat, his brow furrowed with desire, he smirked. He didn't think he'd have much of a problem getting Sephiroth to bottom for him anymore. He slid to his knees and positioned himself between his legs, leaning down and hungrily kissing his panting lover. As he retreated, he blinked at Sephiroth's request.

"Undo my hands, please Master," he whispered hoarsely, looking up at him with pleading, hot eyes. With a small smirk, Cloud slid himself slowly into Sephiroth, watching carefully for any sign of pain. When there was none, he slid into the hilt, and stayed there, shivering at the tight heat that incased him.

"Why should I?" Cloud whispered back, beginning to move shallowly inside him. Sephiroth forgot his words for a moment as he moaned loudly, shifting his hips to try and get Cloud to move faster. The blond pressed down on his abdomen, effectively keeping him pinned to the bed.

"Hmmm my love? You never answered my question," Cloud purred, enjoying the fact that he was able to shred his lovers control this completely. Sephiroth swallowed, trying to talk past the raging need inside him.

"I want to touch you," he said, past the point of caring that he was begging. Laughing softly, Cloud complied. As soon as he was free, Sephiroth wrapped his legs around Cloud and sat up, forcing the blond to blink and put his arms around his lover, as their bodies were pressed close together. Groaning softly, Cloud managed to move them enough that Sephiroth was pressed against the headboard, his body still tightly wrapped around his. When they were in a better position considering the differences in their height, Sephiroth pressed his lips to the juncture of Clouds neck and shoulder, biting down lightly.

"Fuck me, Master," Sephiroth whispered, glad Cloud couldn't see the smirk that he had. Groaning, Cloud obeyed, thrusting into him as fast and hard as he could. It made Sephiroth throw his head back, almost screaming as Cloud slid over that spot with every single thrust. Cloud was mesmerized as he watched his lover, sweat beading on both their faces. His orgasm began to build, quicker then he would have liked, but with all the teasing, and then finally being able to be inside his silver haired General, he wasn't too surprised. Shifting one hand, he grabbed a handful of silky hair, and roughly pulled Sephiroth's head down to his, staring into his eyes from less then an inch away.

"Come for me, my slave," he whispered, and Sephiroth obeyed, throwing his head back and actually screaming as he came over their bellies and chests, his fingernails digging bloody furrows across the blonds' shoulders and upper arms. Not able to hold it off any longer, Cloud came as well as his lovers body pulsed around him, biting his bottom lip hard enough that it bled to keep from screaming himself.

Lazily, Sephiroth reached up and undid his collar, still trying to control his breathing. Laughing, Cloud eased them both down onto the bed, pulling out at the same time, to a soft groan from Sephiroth. Laying on their sides, facing each other, they both began to laugh softly. Stretching muscles he never knew he had, Sephiroth groaned, finishing with tucking his hands behind his head. Laying his own head on the still sweaty chest, Cloud fought back a yawn, tracing a swirly pattern across the defined abs.

"Hmmm…now I can see why a lot of men like being bottom," Sephiroth said in a musing voice. Grinning, Cloud raised his head, and giving his lover a smug grin. Sephiroth returned it, his groin twitching again at the tousled, sweaty blond who was lounging next to him. He flipped Cloud onto his back, and covered his body with his own, beginning to kiss his way down the smooth chest, tasting himself along with the pure, clean taste that was uniquely Cloud.

"Do you forgive me yet?" Sephiroth asked, rolling his eyes up as he licked across a nipple. Smirking, Cloud lazily ran his hands through his long hair.

"If I say no?" Now it was Sephiroth's turn to smirk, and lightly bite the nipple he was at. Cloud gasped, his eyes fluttering closed.

"Then I'll just have to keep convincing you," he muttered. Cloud looked down at him, and grinned.

"In that case, hell no."

-x-x-x-x-x-

Angeal pounded at the door of their apartment, concern racing through his body. He knew both of them were fully capable of taking care of themselves, but he had heard screaming. He just wanted to make sure that Sephiroth and Cloud hadn't killed each other, or were being attacked. Genesis and Zack were at either side of the door, pressed as far as they could get into the plaster.

"What?" someone growled loudly from the other side of the door, and Angeal narrowed his eyes.

"Um, I just want to make sure you haven't killed each other yet. It's been four days already," he finished lamely, his jaw dropping and face turning a bright red when the door was opened.

Cloud stood there in nothing but a pair of black boxers, his body covered with sweat and blood from the claw marks that covered his chest and upper arms. He glanced over Cloud's shoulder, and blinked at Sephiroth, who was kneeling on the couch, elbows propped on the back as he glared at Angeal. His body was covered in sweat and blood as well, his jade eyes dark with warning. He looked back to Cloud, and swallowed at the feral, but amused look in the dark blue eyes.

"As you can see, were both alive. Now, excuse me. I have someone I need to finish." Angeal didn't miss the lust filled smile of Sephiroth's as the door was slammed in his face, stepping back quickly and walking down the hallway just as fast. It wasn't until he got to the elevator, his eyes as big as saucers, that Zack and Genesis caught up.

"Did he say someone, or something?" Genesis asked curiously, as they all waited for the elevator to ding.

"Someone," Angeal supplied dazedly, ignoring the whoop of happiness from Zack. "Hey Puppy. Where's the wolf?"

"She's in my apartment," Zack said, then blanched as he realized he hadn't been to his apartment in two days. He turned on his heel and ran to his apartment, across the hallway from Cloud and Sephiroth's. Opening the door quickly, he stopped and stared in horror.

Jaz only looked up at him, one of his old combat boots hanging from her mouth. The apartment was destroyed, completely. Including the couch, the chair…everything. She was filthy, pieces of garbage stuck to her fur, and almost black from where she had been rolling around in the dirt from the potted plant she had busted. A brilliant, and suicidal idea over took him, and he grinned broadly. Turning to Angeal, he put on his best puppy dog impression, blinking his now wide violet eyes up at his mentor.

"Angeal," he whined, smiling. Suspicion lit the darker blue eyes, as Genesis began to snicker.

"What?" he said, making it clear he knew Zack was up to something.

"You can get into their apartment without knocking, right?" he asked, pointing across the hallway to the door across from his. Narrowing his eyes, Angeal nodded once. "Can I have the key?"

"Are you suicidal?" Genesis asked, his jaw having dropped in shock. Zack beamed, and nodded quickly.

"Yessir, I am!" he said, and shaking his head, knowing he was going to get in trouble for this, Angeal handed over the keycard. Whistling, Zack brought the wolf to his side, with the boot still hanging from her mouth. He walked across the hall, and her tail started wagging wildly, because she knew that she was going home. He slid the keycard, opened the door just enough for her to get in, shut it, and ran like hell. He had barely reached the end of the hallway, Angeal and Genesis having barricaded themselves in his apartment, when the door slammed opened.

"ZACKARY!"