(bows profusely) Who ever thought typing that much would leave my fingers cramped? DX Anyways, I come with a naughty offering of Zangeal!

A Zack Interlude

A pink box with matching pink lacy ribbon.

The second class SOLDIER twitched at the sight of the very girly present. Why did they give him feminine things just because he was the uke of the relationship? It didn't mean he suddenly gained estrogen.

"What's this?" Zack asked the insane first class. Angeal warned him about this one, but Tala kept finding him like he had a tracer or something.

The first class rolled his eyes. "Isn't it obvious? Happy Birthday, Puppy. Yeah, I know I'm late, but it's the thought that counts."

True, but why did it have to be pink AND frilly? Those were very unmanly. Zack hesitated for a moment before Tala urged him to open it. He tore through the girly wrapping paper and smiled mischievously. Oh, he was going to have fun!

Who would have thought the insane first class was capable of giving appropriate birthday presents?

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After a challenging spar with Sephiroth, Angeal was more than ready to spend a quiet evening with his puppy, but knowing Zack, he doubt it would happen. The second class was too energetic and bouncy which was what drew him to his puppy. They complemented each other.

'Zack's first grope.'

'Zack and Angeal's first make out.'

'Angeal's first blow job.'

'Zack's sword rack.'

'Angeal's sword rack.'

'Zack's movies.'

'Angeal's boring books.'

'Use coasters for beverages.'

'Zack's first orgasm.'

And so forth. Almost everything had a label on it even the walls. Someone certainly had been busy. Oh gods, were there more rooms labeled like this?

Angeal resisted running to his puppy and thwapping him senseless with a rolled up newspaper. Where did he get that label maker? The last time he remembered Zack promised to stop spending his entire paycheck once he received it and started saving a portion of it.

First thing, he needed to find his puppy before he put up something more embarrassing than the ones in the kitchen and living area. He sent a prayer to any god that no one would spontaneously stop by before he could remove the inappropriate labels.

"Hey Angie!" Zack called out, seeing his lover pass the doorway. He was almost finished with their room when he felt Angeal's presence nearby.

The older SOLDIER froze at the sight of those labels. Apparently, no god had listened to his silent prayer or they were loonier than Genesis, Tala, AND Hojo combined. That was something which sent shivers down his spine just thinking about it. "Puppy."

"Yes?" Looking innocent and cute wasn't going to get him out so easily.

"What is the meaning of his?" Angeal motioned towards the numerous labels. He wasn't mad, more like frustrated. What went between them stayed between them. No one needed to know especially not Genesis or Tala. He would never hear the end of it from them.

Zack tilted his head. "Oh, this is so we don't confused who's stuff is who's." That grin didn't sit well with the first class. "Then I thought why not label where we had our special moments so we won't forget." His logic confounded most, even the intelligent Sephiroth.

"Couldn't you write it in a journal?" Men didn't own diaries. It was for women and little boys. At least this way, it wasn't broadcasted to all their guests. Granted, Zack had more people over than him.

Bounding over to Angeal, Zack glomped him. "That's so boring, and I already did it. No, you can't read it cause it's personal."

Even if he could, Angeal doubted he would be able to read Zack's chocobo scrawl. "Fine, but if we have guests, these come down, understood?"

The second class nodded his head eagerly.

How did he get himself into this mess?

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The next day, Angeal woke up after a good night's sleep. He didn't think he had enough energy to spar with Seph and go for a romp with his puppy, but somehow he did. Stretching, Angeal felt something strange on his lower region. He raised a brow as he never had this feeling before. Pulling off the thin blanket, Angeal nearly laughed at the absurdity of it all.

There on his precious part were three labels. How Zack managed to get them on there was a mystery.

…

Wait, when did he put it on, and more importantly….

How painful was it going to be to remove?

'Property of Zack Fair.' (shaft)

'Touch and die.' (left ball)

'Restricted area.' (right ball)

Finis

XDDD I had fun writing this, but Angeal refused to let me put it up until now… Cause Chibi hadn't been able to finish typing the chapter, but good news… My muse is back, my OCs are finally cooperating, Zack is behaving, Cloud is cute as always, Seph is hiding in my closet (Hojo refuses to go there.), Genesis is having a contest with Reno on who can set fire paper in a spectacular way, Tseng is babysitting Genesis and Reno (don't ask), Rude is making lemonade for everyone, Vincent is still sound asleep, and Rufus is being taught the finer points of business… I think that covers all the basis.