Night of the Scarecrow
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
764
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10
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Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Don’t own FFVII or anything that connected to it. There here story on the other hand, is mine - Zombie Duke.
ZombieDuke comments: Sorry for the lateness. I know it’s halloween night (6:49 where I’m at) but I hope to finish this story off by tonight. Expect another chapter (hopefully) tonight (or tomorrow afternoon.)
Archiving: Ask first.
Warning: Man/Man, tranny’s and a disturbing image of Scarlet.
Read and Review! Reviewing is good. Very good. It makes Zack happy.
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Night of the Scarecrow - 3
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Cloud chewed on his bottom lip nervously as he watched people move and dance to the classical music the band played. He had never seen such luxury before and was, if anything, to terrified to move from his place next to the large fern. He had finally finished dressing without the assistance of Zack and was thankful for that. The blonde had seen the looks of the other soldiers and higher-ups as he passed by them when they entered, him clinging to Zack, still adjusting to his heels and was thankful for his hiding place. At least here he was safe from the leering smiles and sinful grins. Or was at least. Cloud eyed the man that was walking over to him and ducked his head, staring down at the black purse he carried.
A purr came from the redhead as he leaned on the wall next to the blonde. Poor thing he mused, eyeing the nervous blonde. “You all alone, sweetie?” He asked, breath catching in his throat as frightened blue eyes met his. Reno watched transfixed as the blonde licked her bruised lips and shifted in his stance, nearly groaning as she lowered her lashes, peering up at him innocently.
“No,” a soft whisper and Reno had to strain his ears to hear her above the sound of chatter and music.
“Well then,” the red head purred, his hand slowly sliding up blondes’ ass and back before gently tugging her closer to him. “Why don’t we see if we can find your partner, hmm?” the last part ended as a whisper into the blonde’s ear before flicking his tongue against the shell.
“Maybe another time Reno?”
The red head jerked his head away from the blushing blonde and raised an eyebrow at the man standing before him. “Nice choice of dress Zack. Didn’t know you were interested in joining Turks.”
Zack chuckled, shaking his head. “Nah, hours are to long.” Saying that he stepped closer to the blonde, eyeing Reno’s hold on the pretty blonde. “Say, you wouldn’t mind giving me back my date now would you?”
Reno raised an eyebrow and looked down at the fidgeting blonde before looking back at Zack. “She’s your date? This sweet thing?” the last part sounding surprised.
Cloud chose this time to pull away from the redhead’s grip and looked between the two men. If only they were both dark haired and the red head darker in complexion, they’d look like twins in the suits they were wearing. He softly mumbled an excuse and headed for the bathroom, keeping his head down low and trying to avoid the hungry gazes pointed his way.
He very nearly headed into the men’s room before realizing his mistake and quickly fled into the women’s, breathing a sigh of relief as he stumbled into one of the empty stalls, and sat down on the toilet, reaching down to rub his throbbing ankles. Sure he had done drag before, but never to this extent. Cloud waited there a f a few minuets before going to stand again and paused as he heard the bathroom door open and close. He felt his heart all but stop as he heard the lock click into place, leaving him at the mercy of whoever had entered the washroom.
Cloud held his breath, listening to the sound of footsteps as they slowly approached the stall he was in and licked his lips, feeling himself starting to tremble as whoever was in the washroom with him came to a stop before his stall. He quickly glanced downwards at his purse, quietly opening it and pulling out a small knife. It wasn’t as big as a dagger or as thick, but it was sharp and could cause some serious damage.
“Come on out Cloud,” The blonde sighed with relief and quickly tucked the knife back in his purse and unlocked the stall door. He looked up into the face of he knew and flung himself into Zack’s warm embrace.
“Where did you go?” Cloud mumbled, burrowing his face into Zack’s shirt, inhaling the truly unique scent of the brunette.
Firm hands gently rubbed up and down the blonde’s side, causing him to shiver at the sensations before one arm wrapped around his waist and the other tipped his chin up. “I had some things to set up for later,” Zack explained, bending down to give the blonde a hard kiss.
Cloud mewled into the kiss, trying to arch up for more and gave a startling squeak as Zack suddenly turned the two around so they faced the washroom mirror. He stared at himself, blinking at the reflection that greeted him. He didn’t have much make-up on, just a light dab of eye shadow that made his eyes wider and princess pink lip-gloss that made his lips shine. Sadly though, his once soft pink lips were now bruised from his continuous chewing on them along with Zack’s kisses. He squirmed slightly as he watched Zack bend down, nuzzling the velvet blue choker around his neck that hid Zack’s mark of claim and tried to look back at the brunette.
“What sorta things?” Cloud asked, wide-eyed, innocent.
Zack just smiled down at the blonde in his arms and kissed his forehead before pulling away and walking towards the bathroom door. “Just some things,” he said, unlocking the door and pulling it open. “C’mon, I want to introduce you to some people.”
Cloud bit back a groan and walked over to Zack on shaky legs. “I’m gonna slaughter whoever invented these shoes.” He mumbled, passing through the open door and into the den of lions. The brunette chuckled and followed suit, his arm winding secularly around the blonde’s lithe waist.
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The rest of the night passed on smoothly. Well, as smoothly as one can wearing two-inch long heels and black dress that managed (somehow, and Cloud was thankful) to give his normally flat chest the appearance of breasts (albeit small ones). Zack had introduced him to a man he couldn’t quite remember his name but had a very annoying laughter and to a blonde haired woman that was dressed up as catholic schoolgirl. The only thing he could remember of her was her name was Scarlet. A very disturbing image she was.
It was a few minuets away from twelve, the witching hour was beginning to come around and Cloud felt nervous. Zack had all but ignored him, only keeping his arm firmly around Cloud’s waist to keep the blonde from bolting out the door, but something was differently wrong. He chewed on his bottom lip, ignoring the slight taste of blood he was now accustomed to and looked around the room in hopes of soothing his nervousness. What he met was the gaze of General Sephiroth and Cloud all but fainted.
He was here! Cloud worriedly thought, his eyes widening as the Generals’ gaze looking him over. He knew he was a boy. The blonde’s brain shut down at that thought. Only Zack knew he was dressed in drag and now his hero saw him in him in a black dress and painful shoes. He might as well as go run to the balcony and jump off, end his suffering before it got any-worse.
When he thought it couldn't get any worse, it did.
Cloud nearly moaned, watching with terrified eyes as Sephiroth slowly approached the trio. He quickly turned to look up at Zack, meeting his gaze and that of the red head who had felt his ass earlier. Cloud felt his stomach drop down about fifty-floors and knew he was going to kill Zack.
Painfully.
“I wasn’t aware you were bringing anybody, Zack.” Smooth like honey with something dangerous hidden behind it made Cloud start to feel panicked.
Zack nodded his goodbye to Reno and turned to face Sephiroth. “Oh? I thought I told you earlier.” A wicked grin, “This is Kasumi.” Zack said, looking down at his friend, holding back snickering at the panicked expression the blonde wore on ‘her’ face. “Kasumi, This is Sephiroth.”
“Hello,” Squeaked Cloud.
A small quirk of lips at the squeak and Cloud could see it all. Boy in drag kills boyfriend and then himself at annual Shinra Halloween party. Nobody was sure what set the poor boy off except for maybe his painful shoes and black dress that came with pitiful excuse for cleavage.
“Would you mind if I had her for a bit?”
Cloud’s eyes nearly bugged out, his grip tightening on Zack’s arm and desperately looked back to the brunette. Zack seemed to ponder the question and Cloud felt his heart sink. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t, he-
“Alright,”
The blonde was dazed as Sephiroth gently took his hand, leading him out to the dance floor. Next thing he knew, he was swaying with the to the music with the great General Sephiroth. He swallowed, gathering what remained of his courage and manhood and looked up into the greenest eyes he had ever seen.
“How long have you known Zack, Kasumi?” the last said with a flicker of amusement in those eyes of green.
Cloud watched transfixed as those lips moved, his eyes becoming half lidded as he stared up at the man. He felt himself move into a drip and blinked as he felt hot breath on his neck. “A-a-about a year s-s-sir,” he whispered, eyes closing as he was brought back up again against a strong chest, shaking.
“Funny,” Sephiroth chuckled, his head dipping down so he could whisper into the blonde’s ear. “Not many women have called him ‘Sir’ before.”
Everything stopped in Cloud’s mind. All thinking, processing, dreaming stopped in that instant and he felt the blood drain from his face. “I-ahh-I-umm” He was stuttering and knew it. He looked up at Sephiroth, blinking as he tried to numbly think of an excuse. Suddenly he was being pulled to the side by two firm grips, one around his waist and the other around his arm. He looked between the two men, his vision fuzzy and heard them whispering before the entire world became dark.
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End of Part 3
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ZombieDuke comments: Sorry for the lateness. I know it’s halloween night (6:49 where I’m at) but I hope to finish this story off by tonight. Expect another chapter (hopefully) tonight (or tomorrow afternoon.)
Archiving: Ask first.
Warning: Man/Man, tranny’s and a disturbing image of Scarlet.
Read and Review! Reviewing is good. Very good. It makes Zack happy.
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Night of the Scarecrow - 3
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Cloud chewed on his bottom lip nervously as he watched people move and dance to the classical music the band played. He had never seen such luxury before and was, if anything, to terrified to move from his place next to the large fern. He had finally finished dressing without the assistance of Zack and was thankful for that. The blonde had seen the looks of the other soldiers and higher-ups as he passed by them when they entered, him clinging to Zack, still adjusting to his heels and was thankful for his hiding place. At least here he was safe from the leering smiles and sinful grins. Or was at least. Cloud eyed the man that was walking over to him and ducked his head, staring down at the black purse he carried.
A purr came from the redhead as he leaned on the wall next to the blonde. Poor thing he mused, eyeing the nervous blonde. “You all alone, sweetie?” He asked, breath catching in his throat as frightened blue eyes met his. Reno watched transfixed as the blonde licked her bruised lips and shifted in his stance, nearly groaning as she lowered her lashes, peering up at him innocently.
“No,” a soft whisper and Reno had to strain his ears to hear her above the sound of chatter and music.
“Well then,” the red head purred, his hand slowly sliding up blondes’ ass and back before gently tugging her closer to him. “Why don’t we see if we can find your partner, hmm?” the last part ended as a whisper into the blonde’s ear before flicking his tongue against the shell.
“Maybe another time Reno?”
The red head jerked his head away from the blushing blonde and raised an eyebrow at the man standing before him. “Nice choice of dress Zack. Didn’t know you were interested in joining Turks.”
Zack chuckled, shaking his head. “Nah, hours are to long.” Saying that he stepped closer to the blonde, eyeing Reno’s hold on the pretty blonde. “Say, you wouldn’t mind giving me back my date now would you?”
Reno raised an eyebrow and looked down at the fidgeting blonde before looking back at Zack. “She’s your date? This sweet thing?” the last part sounding surprised.
Cloud chose this time to pull away from the redhead’s grip and looked between the two men. If only they were both dark haired and the red head darker in complexion, they’d look like twins in the suits they were wearing. He softly mumbled an excuse and headed for the bathroom, keeping his head down low and trying to avoid the hungry gazes pointed his way.
He very nearly headed into the men’s room before realizing his mistake and quickly fled into the women’s, breathing a sigh of relief as he stumbled into one of the empty stalls, and sat down on the toilet, reaching down to rub his throbbing ankles. Sure he had done drag before, but never to this extent. Cloud waited there a f a few minuets before going to stand again and paused as he heard the bathroom door open and close. He felt his heart all but stop as he heard the lock click into place, leaving him at the mercy of whoever had entered the washroom.
Cloud held his breath, listening to the sound of footsteps as they slowly approached the stall he was in and licked his lips, feeling himself starting to tremble as whoever was in the washroom with him came to a stop before his stall. He quickly glanced downwards at his purse, quietly opening it and pulling out a small knife. It wasn’t as big as a dagger or as thick, but it was sharp and could cause some serious damage.
“Come on out Cloud,” The blonde sighed with relief and quickly tucked the knife back in his purse and unlocked the stall door. He looked up into the face of he knew and flung himself into Zack’s warm embrace.
“Where did you go?” Cloud mumbled, burrowing his face into Zack’s shirt, inhaling the truly unique scent of the brunette.
Firm hands gently rubbed up and down the blonde’s side, causing him to shiver at the sensations before one arm wrapped around his waist and the other tipped his chin up. “I had some things to set up for later,” Zack explained, bending down to give the blonde a hard kiss.
Cloud mewled into the kiss, trying to arch up for more and gave a startling squeak as Zack suddenly turned the two around so they faced the washroom mirror. He stared at himself, blinking at the reflection that greeted him. He didn’t have much make-up on, just a light dab of eye shadow that made his eyes wider and princess pink lip-gloss that made his lips shine. Sadly though, his once soft pink lips were now bruised from his continuous chewing on them along with Zack’s kisses. He squirmed slightly as he watched Zack bend down, nuzzling the velvet blue choker around his neck that hid Zack’s mark of claim and tried to look back at the brunette.
“What sorta things?” Cloud asked, wide-eyed, innocent.
Zack just smiled down at the blonde in his arms and kissed his forehead before pulling away and walking towards the bathroom door. “Just some things,” he said, unlocking the door and pulling it open. “C’mon, I want to introduce you to some people.”
Cloud bit back a groan and walked over to Zack on shaky legs. “I’m gonna slaughter whoever invented these shoes.” He mumbled, passing through the open door and into the den of lions. The brunette chuckled and followed suit, his arm winding secularly around the blonde’s lithe waist.
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The rest of the night passed on smoothly. Well, as smoothly as one can wearing two-inch long heels and black dress that managed (somehow, and Cloud was thankful) to give his normally flat chest the appearance of breasts (albeit small ones). Zack had introduced him to a man he couldn’t quite remember his name but had a very annoying laughter and to a blonde haired woman that was dressed up as catholic schoolgirl. The only thing he could remember of her was her name was Scarlet. A very disturbing image she was.
It was a few minuets away from twelve, the witching hour was beginning to come around and Cloud felt nervous. Zack had all but ignored him, only keeping his arm firmly around Cloud’s waist to keep the blonde from bolting out the door, but something was differently wrong. He chewed on his bottom lip, ignoring the slight taste of blood he was now accustomed to and looked around the room in hopes of soothing his nervousness. What he met was the gaze of General Sephiroth and Cloud all but fainted.
He was here! Cloud worriedly thought, his eyes widening as the Generals’ gaze looking him over. He knew he was a boy. The blonde’s brain shut down at that thought. Only Zack knew he was dressed in drag and now his hero saw him in him in a black dress and painful shoes. He might as well as go run to the balcony and jump off, end his suffering before it got any-worse.
When he thought it couldn't get any worse, it did.
Cloud nearly moaned, watching with terrified eyes as Sephiroth slowly approached the trio. He quickly turned to look up at Zack, meeting his gaze and that of the red head who had felt his ass earlier. Cloud felt his stomach drop down about fifty-floors and knew he was going to kill Zack.
Painfully.
“I wasn’t aware you were bringing anybody, Zack.” Smooth like honey with something dangerous hidden behind it made Cloud start to feel panicked.
Zack nodded his goodbye to Reno and turned to face Sephiroth. “Oh? I thought I told you earlier.” A wicked grin, “This is Kasumi.” Zack said, looking down at his friend, holding back snickering at the panicked expression the blonde wore on ‘her’ face. “Kasumi, This is Sephiroth.”
“Hello,” Squeaked Cloud.
A small quirk of lips at the squeak and Cloud could see it all. Boy in drag kills boyfriend and then himself at annual Shinra Halloween party. Nobody was sure what set the poor boy off except for maybe his painful shoes and black dress that came with pitiful excuse for cleavage.
“Would you mind if I had her for a bit?”
Cloud’s eyes nearly bugged out, his grip tightening on Zack’s arm and desperately looked back to the brunette. Zack seemed to ponder the question and Cloud felt his heart sink. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t, he-
“Alright,”
The blonde was dazed as Sephiroth gently took his hand, leading him out to the dance floor. Next thing he knew, he was swaying with the to the music with the great General Sephiroth. He swallowed, gathering what remained of his courage and manhood and looked up into the greenest eyes he had ever seen.
“How long have you known Zack, Kasumi?” the last said with a flicker of amusement in those eyes of green.
Cloud watched transfixed as those lips moved, his eyes becoming half lidded as he stared up at the man. He felt himself move into a drip and blinked as he felt hot breath on his neck. “A-a-about a year s-s-sir,” he whispered, eyes closing as he was brought back up again against a strong chest, shaking.
“Funny,” Sephiroth chuckled, his head dipping down so he could whisper into the blonde’s ear. “Not many women have called him ‘Sir’ before.”
Everything stopped in Cloud’s mind. All thinking, processing, dreaming stopped in that instant and he felt the blood drain from his face. “I-ahh-I-umm” He was stuttering and knew it. He looked up at Sephiroth, blinking as he tried to numbly think of an excuse. Suddenly he was being pulled to the side by two firm grips, one around his waist and the other around his arm. He looked between the two men, his vision fuzzy and heard them whispering before the entire world became dark.
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End of Part 3
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