Zack awoke to Cloud's beautiful voice over him.

"Wake up, sweetie, I've got breakfast!"

"Brekkernumnum?"

Cloud laughed. "Yes. Brekkernumnum." As Zack rose, he smelled pancakes from the kitchen and jumped out of bed, realizing he was naked only after he had reached the kitchen, where he started to turn before Cloud grabbed him by the cock and pulled him into his loving embrace. "You smell like semen," Cloud commented after inhaling deeply.

"Yes, I was planning on taking a shower before I was so rudely interrupted," Zack responded teasingly.

Cloud pulled away and looked him in the eyes. "No, I like it," he stated with a smile before adding more pancakes to the already large pile on the plate. He was fully dressed, Zack noted.

"So you get to be fully dressed while I have to sit here naked?"

Cloud glanced at him over his shoulder, smiling teasingly. "I have to be at the dojo in thirty minutes, and I wanted to look at you while I ate."

"Oh, so you got me up for purely selfish reasons then?" Zack asked as he fished some orange juice out of the fridge, drinking it straight from the carton.

"Partially. Also, Angeal came to the door about two minutes ago and said you needEd to be at the dojo in fifteen minutes.

Zack almost choked on the orange juice. "What? But..." Then it dawned on him. "I'm training you guys today! Fuck!" He threw the orange juice back in the fridge and sprinted to the shower, cleansing himself in five minutes, then throwing on his SOLDIER outfit and gear while Cloud watched him from the doorway of his walk-in closet.

"You have a very nice butt," Cloud commented when he was almost done.

"Thanks," Zack responded, pausing to give Cloud a snog and squeeze his ass before heading back to the kitchen and wolfing down a few pancakes. He then rushed back to the bathroom to brush his teeth, gave Cloud a kiss goodbye, and ran out the door, saying "See you in a bit!" on his way out.

He reached the dojo barely before the fifteen minute mark and ran in.

"Well hello there sleepyhead," Angeal said from across the room.

"Angeal! I am so sorry! I just..." Angeal held up a hand.

"It's fine. You're here. Now, today, while I observe, you'll be teaching them basic throws. You want to go over them as a refresher?"

Zack considered for a moment. "I'd better, it's been a while since I've practiced."

"All right, we'll start with the basics then."

They practiced for the next ten minutes, then got water and waited for the trainees to arrive. Reno was the first there, closely followed by Rude and Cloud. The others trickled in after a short break in the flow. Most everybody was there when the time to begin the class arrived.

"Okay everyone, today we're going to be covering throws. How many of you think you know a throw to demonstrate for the class?" Rude's hand shot into the air. "Rude. Come on up. Okay, show me what you've got."

They faced off, and after a few feints, Rude rushed in, grabbed Zack around the waist, and flipped him, with Zack landing upside down a few feet away. Zack got to his feet, a bit stunned at how precise the big kid's movements were.

"Okay. That was better than I expected. However, that was a bit advanced, we're going to be starting with some simpler stuff. Everyone pair up. Rude, with me."

He taught them for a good two hours about throws, how to initiate one, how to finish one, and everything in between before Angeal gave him the signal to wrap it up.

"Okay everyone, looks like our time's up. Next time, how to break a hold and prevent a throw. And... Break!"

After everyone was gone, Angeal came up to him. "Good job. Oh, and remember," he said, walking out the door, "always answer your own door. You never know who might be there." Zack blushed and looked away.

Author's (not so) meaningless ramble

I said I wouldn't be writing on here anymore, but I was looking at my copy of FFVII and couldn't resist. I missed you, Zack and Cloud! 3