IT'S STILL BEFORE MIDNIGHT HERE SO I DIDN'T MISS IT :D
Ahem. xD I tried over and over to write a fic for you 'cause you're fabulous and I like tradition, but my brain fails. |D
So I decided to go to a random word generator, pick a bunch of random words, and write Clack drabbles for the ones I liked. I hope you and everyone else likes them~
For all of Shinra’s technology, they couldn’t seem to invent a train that didn’t lurch and jerk around everywhere. Zack wished they would, if just for Cloud’s sake. The poor kid was growing greener by the second.
“I wish we could fly,” Cloud mumbled.
Zack held back a wince at those words, though there was no hiding the surprise in his eyes. “Fly?”
“Yeah.” Cloud moaned in misery. “In the helicopters. It’s not really much better, but the noise can be really distracting.”
“Oh.” Zack tried to slow his racing heart. “Right.”
“Too bad there isn’t another way we can fly. I wonder if it’d help.”
“I think it would.” Zack smiled a little sadly. “I’ve heard flying...feels pretty good.”
The rumor that SOLDIER 1st class Zack Fair was off the market, so to speak, didn’t really go over well with the masses. Fans of Zack didn’t believe that anyone was good enough for their hero, while his guy friends wondered what girl out there was pretty and interesting enough to capture his attention for more than two minutes.
Let the rumors fly, Zack thought. A smile crossed his lips as Cloud snuggled closer to him with a quiet, content sigh. As long as everyone’s words remained untrue, he could keep Cloud as his little secret.
“First line, you’re up! Give us the signal when line two can come through!”
Zack’s heart thudded, not for himself – he was relatively safe and sound, overseeing this mission. No, all of his worry was for someone else. He desperately wished he could spot the spiky blond head of hair he’d come to know and love, but everyone in this first line – the ones scouting ahead – were wearing their helmets. Zack had to admit that this scared him. Generally the enemy didn’t go for the first wave, but anything could happen. He wouldn’t know if a fallen comrade out there was Cloud or not until the end of the mission.
Zack sighed, watching the first line scatter ahead. “Be careful out there, Spike.”
Cloud sighed in aggravation, trying desperately in vain to make his hair lay flat. It was his first date night with Zack in weeks and he wanted to look his best. This apparently meant trying to tame his hair into submission.
With an annoyed sigh, he threw down his brush and tried finger-combing instead. It wasn’t working too well. He’d wanted to be ready before Zack arrived, but clearly that wasn’t going to happen.
“Come in,” Cloud mumbled. A normal person probably wouldn’t have been able to hear him, but clearly Zack wasn’t normal since he barged right in.
“Hi. You’re early.”
“Nah. It’s never too early to be with you.” Cloud blushed, then frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“...My hair,” the blond said, immediately feeling like a girl for saying as much. “I mean, I wanted it to look special. Y’know.”
“Really?” Zack cocked his head like he couldn’t figure out what Cloud was saying. “I think it looks fine.”
Zack smiled, wrapping his arms around Cloud’s waist from behind and kissing his mess of hair. “It’s yours. That means I love it.”
Cloud blushed some more, but smiled instead of protesting. Maybe his hair did look fine.
Though Cloud had initially jumped at the chance to hang out with Zack, now he was starting to regret accepting the offer. They’d started a whole new set of battle maneuvers during his class today, and while Cloud had no problem with this – anything to get closer to his dream, after all – his body sure protested it. Despite how much more fit he was now compared to when he lived in Nibelheim, it always took him a few days of aching all over before his body got used to the new moves.
At first, Zack seemed to think this was funny when Cloud mentioned as much to him upon arriving. “C’mon, Spike! It just means you’re getting tough!”
“I know.” Cloud groaned and plopped onto the cough beside Zack. “Still hurts, though.”
“Want a massage?”
Man, if only he could control his rampaging blush. “Uh – no, that’s okay. I mean, you don’t have to.”
“It’s no trouble.” Zack grinned and repositioned himself on the couch, apparently not going to take no for an answer. “Turn around. I’ll knock your socks off.”
“I’m not wearing any.”
“You know what I mean.”
Cloud chuckled under his breath, nervous and a bit tense at first - though why, he had no idea; a massage wasn’t as intimate as some of the other things they’d done – but gradually, he relaxed under Zack’s very capable hands. An hour that felt like two minutes passed by and he fell into a light doze, barely realizing when Zack eventually stopped and wrapped his arms around Cloud, pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his temple.
Cloud didn’t mind. Far from it. Really, he couldn’t wait for the next time his class taught him some new battle maneuvers...
In all honesty, Zack didn’t really like using guns. They were too loud – shocking for him, really – and he didn’t like how inaccurate they could be. The farther away you were, the more likely it was that you’d miss your target, after all. He definitely preferred close combat.
But he was honestly glad to find the snipers on the road to freedom. There were things out there looking for him and Cloud, and he was willing to do anything to keep them away.
“See, Cloud,” Zack said, though the blond’s eyes showed no recognition to his name at all. “A hero makes use of whatever life throws at him!”
He lifted the gun and aimed for a Shinra robot in the distance, the loud noise that cackled when he shot masking Cloud’s moan of anguish.
For the most part, Zack was all he had.
Oh, sure, someone would argue that he got along okay with his squad and he usually got mail from his mom once in awhile, unlike the guys that had been disowned fro running away. But Cloud didn’t feel any sort of affection for anyone in Shinra – except Zack.
This was why he’d been so reluctant to take it a step further when both of them so desperately wanted to. Cloud hadn’t had much luck with relationship in the past and he didn’t want to lose the only thing important to him because of a breakup.
“You won’t lose me,” Zack insisted when Cloud had expressed his worries.
“How do you know?”
“I just do.”
Now, years later they lay together, curled up in a tiny bed since it was all they could afford, but Cloud wouldn’t change it for anything. Zack was all he had, but it was so much more than enough.
Fun Fact: I wrote all of these at work when it was slow, ahaha. And on post-its! Clearly I have my priorities straight, bwhahaha.
I hoped you liked these, Sor-chan, as lame as they may be. ♥ And I hope you had a fabulous birthday! ♥♥♥
Wow I need to use LJ more, ahaha. DAMN YOU TUMBLR.
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