Disclaimer: All characters used are ownership of Square Enix and Tetsuya Nomura, but all other filler characters that are not from Final Fantasy, they are owned by my thoughts.

AN: Well, well, well, I am back. I've gotten reviews or story/author faves/alerts and I thought, "Why not give you guys a new chapter?" and even though I'm STILL in search of a Job, but in Southern California, that isn't possible especially since the economy is in the crapper, I'm still now and again working on fanfics. I recently put up a new CloudLeon fanfic based off a crack IM w/a friend from FL and I think I'm posting a fanfic that is AkuRokuReno on here...and if I am, its "The Untouchables" or something related along that name, and I just wrote up a new chapter today, I've just gotta get around to posting it on here, if its not here, its on my DeviantART account. Slowly, but surely this getting written.

P.S. Mild slight, but not graphic Hetero sex in a flashback for Cloud, but there is mention of masturbation, but just a slight bit ^^; If you are offended, then, please, don't bother w/reviewing to this expressing your anger...It comes with the territory in this kind of fanfic. And I'm getting inspiration for different style of different kinks here and there from other kink fanfics I've been reading lately, thanks to Talinsquall. ^^ I hope you are enjoying Fanfic seista, dearie.

Chapter 11

Sephiroth licked at his lips as he had hoped that he had scripted up beforehand what he was going to say to Raechel that he was going to quit the book tour and at best quit writing Romance novels where a hopelessly lost in love, heroine desperately seeks out a hopelessly drawn out muscular, muscle headed hero. Just thinking about the numerous tales he had cranked out with a taste of bile in his throat threatening to spew on his keyboard played in his head as he finally spoke up into the phone; settling back into his desk chair.

"Hi Raechel, its Sephiroth…"so far so good…

"I figured it was you, your number showed up on my Caller I.D….No, I don't want that set up for that Store…No, get back to me when you've got a better idea planned out…I don't care if you went to some fancy high class design school…Heh, whatever, What can I do for you, Sephiroth?"

Thank the Gods she's got her attention turned on business at the same time, "I was calling in regards to the Book Tour…I…" he was finding himself listening to Raechel yet again doing business with someone.

"NO! I told you not to that set up! Do I need to come down there and settle this myself?! Sephiroth, sweetheart…I'll talk to you about the Book Tour later, I've got incompetent workers working on set ups for your Tour, but do you have something you'd like to put in for this?" he could almost hear her shifting the phone's to speakerphone as she waited for Sephiroth to speak, "Go ahead, Sephiroth…tell these people what you want for the Book Tour."

Thump-da-thump…thump-da-thump…"I'm quitting to start write gay erotica novels…and if you haven't figured from that, Raechel, I'm gay…You can take whatever money from the Book Tour you've gotten so far and pay it back to the venues…and this is the end of our business venture together. Goodbye."

An audible click sounded on his end as he heard the set up designer click off as the sound of a phone crashing to the desk seemed to let Sephiroth know he had just ruined his entire career, "S-Sephiroth, you aren't serious about this coming out of the closet thing are you? Come on, this is just the stress of working so hard on this last book talking, talk to me, Sephiroth, I'm your closet and dearest fri---"

"Asshole," she growled as she hung up the phone and threw it at the wall, "No one…and I mean no one hangs up or quits on me. What could've brought this little bit of coming out on?"

"Well, that's one little queen that won't be on your tail from here on out, darling," the alter ego seemed to slip out as it draped its arms down around Sephiroth's shoulders, "You seem tense…what's wrong, sweetie?"

What was wrong with him? He had just given up an almost ten to fifteen year career to break away into something else with someone else to attempt to coax them to be his Publisher for a new venue he was going towards and now he was going to have a she-wolf at his door, ready to tear it down and tear off his manhood, then beat him over the head with it. But, why was it that he felt no true guilt over letting Raechel and that past go? It was as if a burden had been lifted off his shoulders and it felt good as a soft smile that he had been unable to render for as long as he could remember with all form of truth behind it, started to creep against his features.

"Nothing is wrong…I guess…I'm just finally happy for once," Sephiroth started to chuckle to himself as he rested his hands on his knees, "I'm finally happy, but…"

"But what?"

"Something feels like its missing out for that happiness to be complete…"his heart seemed to skip a beat as a soft gasp rendered and wretched its way out of his throat as his mind flashed an image of the happy go lucky blond he had run into that afternoon, "…Him."

Contently like a cat, the ego tilted its head about as it eyed Sephiroth cautiously like a playful kitten, "The kid?"

"…Yeah…Cloud…"his lips almost purred with ecstasy as he let the name tingle on his lips as he coursed through the phone numbers and saw the number light up, "…It's getting close to crunch time for meeting the kid."

"So, what are you waiting for?! Go get dressed before you miss your chance to meet up with your little admirer…"if the alter ego could take on a realistic form; he would've been standing in the middle of the room, dressed like a home maker Mother from out one of those old time shows like 'Like It To Beaver' (if you're too young to remember, ask your folks what it is), "That kid is probably already at the Café and here you sit on your duff still grinning like a Cheshire cat or worse, drooling over some perverse image of that cute little blond!"

Sephiroth chuckled nervously as he shifted up off the sofa as he stiffly moved to the bedroom, but he stopped midway, "…You just had to say that last little part just now; 'drooling over some perverse image of that cute little blond' didn't you?"

"You are nothing but a…Oh, I am not even going to grace it with a remark…just go take a cold shower and it should help, but you better get a step on it, lover boy…its almost a quarter six."

Cloud sat on the sofa while Angeal sighed at each time Zack would jump about like a girl who got a call from her crush to go meet the crush; the boy truly was like a hyper energetic puppy, but he loved the kid nonetheless. Zack's hands waved about wildly as he talked at almost a million miles an hour about how he had seen the signs in Cloud long before he had been with Angeal, while now and again apologizing to Angeal that it was not to be offensive to him, but…Then he would then go onto further stick his foot in his mouth when it came to describing how Cloud just had the cutest little butt that any Gay man would love to tap. Which utterly lead to Cloud blushing like a school girl and just wishing he could go get ready for his meet up with Sephiroth, but each time he made a move, Angeal's gaze would turn his way. Why did he have to go to his best friend, roommate and his friend's roommate for advice regarding tonight? Luckily, Zack had managed to work out his tizzy of a spastic time he was having getting it wrapped in his head that Cloud, his best friend Cloud, was actually gay for someone!

"I thought you were a little jumpy when we pulled up to the Café this afternoon…you seemed like a fish out of a fishbowl without water in the way you were just eying him…" Zack plopped himself down alongside a blushing and probably wishing he could crawl under the sofa, Cloud, "You sure do have an eye for the cute ones, Cloud…He seems like a nice piece of work."

Angeal cleared his throat as he was preparing to reach out to Zack's ear and yank him away off the sofa by it, "What Zackary means," that wasn't good, whenever Angeal used Zack's real and full name, it meant he was becoming serious, "He's just happy to know that you have found someone that catches your interest…Zackary wasn't my first choice, but let's just say, after the crazy, stalker, Prisoner Number 024740, ex of mine…anyone that didn't have intentions of trying to make us stay together like he wanted was fine by me…"

Zack pouted up at Angeal with his puppy like whine and pout, Gaia, if he didn't sprout ears and tail in the next five minutes, then it was going to be bad, "Y-You…You thought of me as 'Whatever' replacement for some psycho ex-boyfriend of yours?"

"Heh…Let's just say, you were mild compared to him…"Angeal ruffled the boy's hair, "…You are never a replacement, I had been unhappy for a long time and finding you was a blessing."

"…Angeal," Zack softly chuckled as he placed a peck against his cheek.

Cloud sighed openly as he leaned forward, "But what does any of that have to do with this meet up I've got with the guy tonight? It's not like it's a date per say, it could be he just wants to meet up for coffee and talk…"

Zack moved down next to his friend again, "Cloud, when I first met Angeal, it wasn't as odd as yours with the man you're meeting tonight, but let's just say…the first time he asked me out to meet him somewhere I almost fell through the floor thinking it was a date. I did everything you'd do on a first date, brought flowers, made sure I smelled good and looked pretty damn good as well…but he didn't want me for those reasons…" he rolled his eyes as he nervously chuckled, "I accidentally out of jitters dumped coffee all over Angeal, but let's just say…he didn't seem too taken back by it and was willing to start over again. We went to a small little place no one knew of and…"

"And all that happened was we talked until almost dawn or more like until the owner kicked us out, I went to see him home, and the little smug monster," Angeal gave a playful glare in Zack's direction, "Took it as an invitation to kiss me…I wasn't sore about it, but I had wished it would've lasted longer…and then a short time later…well…"

The rest was history.

Cloud played with his own fingers as he started to blush, would his first meet up with Sephiroth be like earlier that afternoon or the same way with the jumbled word, forgotten, more or less, abandoned novel retrieval and epiphany moment? He hoped with every part of his being that it wouldn't be the same way, but the way Angeal had described his first meet up with Zack seemed nothing short of a fairy tale or one of those weekend movies where you can figure out that it is nothing but cheesy.

"…I should probably go get ready…it wouldn't look good to show up late if this is a first date…"Cloud quietly slipped away as Angeal and Zack continued to talk about their first date, debating on the details of the weather, where they went, what they were wearing and what they had to eat as well as the topics of their conversations.

Neither man heard the sound of the bedroom door to Cloud's room shutting until Zack's ears perked up to the sound and turned towards the door shutting, "Cloud?"

"Let him be, Zack…first time anything's for a newborn to the Gay Man's world is always scary and a little unnerving…let him have five minutes alone before you go barging in on him," Angeal softly caressed his lips in against Zack's lips, "And it was salmon. End of story."

Zack was taken back by the momentary kiss as he let Angeal have that win this time around, "…Alright."

At a quarter after six, Sephiroth walked out dressed down to a simple silver colored dress top, black pressed slacks, simple shoes and an even more simpler sports coat and his hair in two different stages; either up or down. He couldn't decide. Then there was the question, tie or no tie, and if the answer was a tie, what kind, flashy or not flashy, plaid, striped, plain, decorative? Why was just a simple meet up with a fan that he had all but fallen head over heels in love with at first gaze leaving him so flustered and why in Gaia's green earth was his alter ego dressed in a dress suit that was meant for a woman?

"…Please tell me you are going to stay quiet throughout most of the night?" Sephiroth walked over to a floor length mirror as he played with his hair, only to decide to leave it own, "I'm already nervous about all of this and I don't need the kid thinking I'm some psycho with split personalities or talks to himself."

With a soft huff, the ego sat down daintily in a chair, "If you want me to have no say in what you do tonight…I will do that. I'll honor your wishes, but I don't know about your little crush's ego…that man can talk for hours on an end, but I like him."

Sephiroth rolled his eyes as he threw his hands up, "I shouldn't let any of these jitters get to me. Its just a couple of guys getting together for coffee. Nothing more. It is not a date. Men don't date other men…" there was a slight sting to how those words came out as he let his eyes drop to his attire, "…Well…straight men don't date other men."

"But Seph, darling, you aren't a straight man…and if you don't think this is a date, then don't treat it like a date…just treat it like a pair of casual acquaintances enjoying one another's company," the ego once again draped its arms around Sephiroth's shoulders, "Just enjoy yourself tonight…"

"…I guess I can afford myself that much…"Sephiroth sighed as he shifted up as his eyes saw that it was growing close to when he should be leaving for the Café, Just don't let me screw up…

Cloud and Sephiroth were in their own separate ways, in the same boat; scared witless on what to do about the moment lying before them. Sephiroth took one last glance into the mirror just a short distance from his front door as he strode out, locked up and headed for the Café, but Cloud was still standing in front of his own mirror. His eyes were staring at a young man that was facing down the fact that just a few or so hours ago had been in for girls, but was now facing an alter ego that was dressed like he belonged in a Gay Pride parade. How had it come to this? How had he come to figuring out that even though the times in High School when he had dated his Grammar School crush and next door neighbor, Tifa Lockhart only but a couple of times and gotten as far as second base with her. That was about as far as she was willing to let him go, any further and she was going to feel that their friendship would be on a set of shaky legs, but the next time they had experimented; she was either too intoxicated or drunk with lust in her eyes. Cloud was utterly scared stiff that time when he rounded the second base, sliding into third and was interrupted by Tifa being angry that he wasn't going to slide into Home like she wanted; that night was playing over again in his head.

"Oh, give it to me…"Cloud turned bright red as her dainty feminine fingers that had to have claw like fingernails on as she shoved him into her as she exhaled, "…Move or so help me I'll help you with that too."

Cloud couldn't bring himself to force himself in on her, but that was his one mistake as he attempted to pull out of her grip, "Either you do this now, or I'm going to have take extreme measures to get you inside of me. I know you want this as much as I do, now, man up or be the woman in this."

"…T-Tifa…I'm still a virgin and I don't want our relationship to just be about sex…I don't even know what to do…"Cloud gulped as he watched her raven eyes roll back as all in an instant he found her straddling over his hips; he was still near her entrance, "T-Tifa?!"

Her lips clasped against his lips as her fingers started playing and jerking him off as she felt him becoming hard in her hands and the slight trickle of something wet coming from the head, "…I guess, you're as much a girl as I am…now, just lie there and enjoy the show…"

Oh how he had wished that night hadn't happened; it was as if he had been raped, but at the same point, was a girl doing herself on top of what made you a man even considered rape? He had to forget all about that; she had moved on and for all he knew, she was either bouncing on someone else's flesh pogo stick or was off working as a high paid stripper, what did it matter to him? It was all mind over matter as Cloud started to breath in and out, just don't think about that.

"You almost ready, dearie…Zack is almost bouncing off the walls and Angeal is about ready to drag him off and chain him up to the bed for further punishment once you're out of the house for the night…what's the hold up, sweetie?" Cloud's alter ego made his infamous appearance as he stroked gently at Cloud's cheek as he found a feeling of wetness on it, "…Sweetheart, why are you crying? What is troubling you?"

Cloud wiped away at the tears, "I'm scared but at the same time happy about this…I…I…I use to do things to his photos after I would finish one of his books," a soft blush crossed against his slightly still wet cheeks, "…Let's just say, he's a very pretty man and…"

There were no words needed as the ego patted Cloud on the shoulder, "Sweetheart, we all do the act of jerking off to photo's of those we have crushes on at one time or another…Just don't let the nervous jitters get to you…you look absolutely stunning, I won't be surprised if he doesn't start drooling the minute you walk up to the table."

"…You sure?" Cloud grimaced at his attire; it was nothing special, just a scene outfit of a white wife beater under a simple dress shirt with a simplistic vest with a pair of low riding and casual black jeans, "I don't have, 'Take me I'm yours' written all over me?"

"Oh will you stop? Like meet ups matter about how you look, but you could put on some cologne if you think it'll tie the outfit together…"and in the lingo that ego spoke that meant that it was needed if he ever wanted to get into the silver haired man's pants, house, or even bed anytime soon should they seal them as a couple.

A soft knock came at Cloud's bedroom door, "Come on, Cloud, I want to see your sexy outfit! Its getting to crunch time!"

"Zackary, let him have some few extra minutes to himself…"Angeal sighed as he pulled on the whining man, but their gazes were turned upon the scared, nervous and slightly worried blond as his blue eyes turned on them, "You look really nice, Cloud."

"Are you kidding, Angeal?! He's adorable and gorgeous!" Zack beamed as he bounced in place as Cloud started to turn slightly red, "Man, if I wasn't tapping Angeal, I would tap you in an instant, Cloud!"

Angeal lightly rapped Zack upside the head, "No offense, Angeal baby…"

Cloud eyed the two men but especially Zack; "Tap? What language are you speaking?"

"It's a slang term for saying you are truly something someone would be willing to place their attention on and possibly…get you into their bed to, um…"Zack began to stutter and mumble to himself as he started to turn out of the room, but Angeal caught him.

"What he means is, you are what some men might considered someone they can take to bed and screw into the sheets over and over again as some little prize of theirs…"Angeal looked at a pouting Zack who was attempting again to get into the man's good graces, but it was failing, for the moment.

"…Oh, maybe I should go change then…"Cloud started for his room but Zack's hands reached out for him by the waist and just the slight brush of Zack's hand at his ass all but sent the man running from the room, "I'LL CALL YOU GUYS IF I'M GOING TO BE HOME LATE!"

Zack and Angeal watched the whirlwind leave the room, but in their own minds they were counting to five as they found Cloud dashing back in for his keys, "…Don't start."

Zack turned towards Angeal, "…Should we?"

"We should," Angeal agreed as they slipped out into Zack's car as they waited till Cloud was a few moments down the road before they followed after him.