Cold Wind
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
811
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Cold Wind::Chapter 4
Some revelations but still no sex!! Oh noes!! I like the way the characters are slowly developing their knowledge of each others feelings though. I personally like it when characters take their time so this is how this is. ^^ The idea for this chapter was actually given to me by a reviewer and I'm glad she gave it to me as I had really absolutely no idea where I wanted this go. This one's for you Jasmine!
Also a note on geography. I know in the game it only takes like a minute for Cloud to get to Kalm from Midgar but if you actually go and look at the map it's pretty far. Like...across a continent far XD
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own anything except the storyline.(Although I wish I owned Yazoo...I'd hug him, and squeeze him, and call him George...or maybe we'd just have sex a lot)
Chapter 4
Yazoo’s POV
I flop heavily onto the bed with an indulgent sigh. After resting for a few moments I turn my head to look out the window and listen to the rain pattering outside. We were still quite a while away from Midgar, in Kalm. On the bikes it would take us several days with our regular stops. We had to wait here anyway, Loz’s bike is completely out of service and yours is smoking. It just shows how hard we’ve been riding them. There supposedly is a good shop here though, the man says he can get them good as new. After a few moments of thinking I sit up and remove my shoes and then my coat and gloves, setting them aside on the wooden chair by the window. I lie back down with a sigh and then a growl of annoyance as I hear a knock on the door. I ignore it but after a few moments it comes again more insistently so I get up and go to answer it, doing so calmly even though I am annoyed. There is a young girl there and she flushes brightly when she sees me and stammers.
“Ah...umm…I s-saw you check in and I noticed you looked like you’d come a long way so I thought maybe if you wanted some company….”
The girl is wringing her hands and looking up at me hopefully but I only have eyes for one person, and he is standing behind the girl, looking at her warily, that person is you.
“No thanks.”
She starts when I speak and then comes forward a little placing a delicate hand on my bare chest. “Are you sure... I’m sure that traveling so long with only you and your friends…can get sort of lonely…my prices are good.” She rounds one of her little fingers around my nipple and when she does so I can see your eyes brighten with anger, see how your pupils narrow down to thin slits. The look confuses me. Before I can say anything you have stepped forward and grabbed her away roughly, your voice practically seething with untamed emotion.
“He said no you little slut.”
You push at her, looking coldly at her shocked expression and then hear fear at your appearance and your anger. You walk past me into the room in a huff and there is nothing else for me to do but let the door slip shut. I turn around to watch you fume about the room, slamming down your things and removing your gloves and boots angrily, letting them fall wherever. I can’t help but think you’re cute. You always are when you get huffy like this. Though why you are at this moment escapes me.
“You didn’t have to be so mean to the girl Kadaj. She was just trying to get a little bit of money.”
You turn your narrowed eyes to me and pout like an overgrown child.
“It’s not like she would have gotten any out of you anyway. You didn’t want her, you said so. She shouldn’t have touched you like that.”
You voice is petulant and high, for the life of me I can understand why you are so upset over this. You had hired whores in the past, and bragged about it! Suddenly I was angry as well. What made you so different that you could dictate who I did or did not choose to sleep with!?
“What if I had chosen to hire her Kadaj?”
I can hear a hint of my frustration with you creeping into my voice. You had absolutely no right to go around looking how you did, taunting me like you do, and then dictate whether or not I get to relieve myself of some of the frustrations that were your fault anyway! You turn and look at me, mouth set in a pouting frown and eyes shining with emotions I can’t gauge.
Kadaj’s POV
I look up into your angry eyes with confusion. You? Hiring a whore? I had never thought you as the type. I had always seen you as sort of an asexual being. Even though I had wants for you I never considered you had those sort of needs as well. All of the sudden I felt very silly, and also nervous…if you did have those wants…maybe you could want me?
I shake my head lightly of those foolish hopes and look back at you incredulously.
“You wouldn’t have.”
“How do you know?”
“I just know.”
I see your lips tighten to an almost nonexistent line and I know that sign. I’ve made you angry again. I seem to be really good at that lately. Your voice is cold when you speak again and it cuts to my core, that voice.
“You’re not always right about everything Kadaj.”
I watch you with growing apprehension as you turn heel and walk into the small bathroom, slamming the door behind you. I hear the lock click into place and my eyes widen. We never lock each other out, at least we never did before. I can’t believe I’ve angered you so much over one little whore. After a while I slip to the bed, eyes staring at my hands and lips frowning lightly. My Yazoo….I just wanted to protect you….No. I was jealous, plain and simple and I had to admit that to myself, there was absolutely no denying it now. With my symbol of possession I had cinched in my feelings for you in my mind. If anyone was to touch you it would be me. Now all I had to do was convince you of that fact.
Yazoo’s POV
I stomp into the bathroom and after only a second’s thought I lock the door behind me. I am silently fuming. You frustrate and anger me. I can never decide whether to hit you or take you into my arms and ravage your pouting lips with my own. I lean into the sink and lay my head into my crossed arms with a sigh, willing my body to calm. As long as I’m in the bathroom I might as well make use of it. I straighten myself out and glance around to make sure I have the things I need before hopping in the shower. The water is hot and refreshing, so beautiful against my aching muscles. As good as this feels I make this brief. As much as the idea of jerking off loudly in the shower appeals to me I know it won’t help the situation with you any more. I find my mind wandering to you, wondering over why you were so upset over my possibly wanting someone. You’d been so…weird lately. So hard to gauge. I’d caught you staring at me on more than one occasion and you’d taken to riding behind Loz and I, for protection you said, but I wonder if that’s the real reason. I wrack my brain for a few more minutes before a realization comes over me, my eyes open with a start. Did you want me? Was it possible? Why else would you get so upset over some girl coming on to me. You never had before. I had to know. I had to know now. I get out of the shower dripping wet, my hair plastered to my back and chest, after a moments hesitation I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. Don’t want to embarrass myself If I’m wrong. After struggling with the lock and giving it a little growl of frustration it clicks open under my wet hands and I jerk open the door and call your name.
“Kadaj!”
Only to find you gone.
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Opinions? Comments? Etc? Feel free to leave them ^^
Also a note on geography. I know in the game it only takes like a minute for Cloud to get to Kalm from Midgar but if you actually go and look at the map it's pretty far. Like...across a continent far XD
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own anything except the storyline.(Although I wish I owned Yazoo...I'd hug him, and squeeze him, and call him George...or maybe we'd just have sex a lot)
Chapter 4
Yazoo’s POV
I flop heavily onto the bed with an indulgent sigh. After resting for a few moments I turn my head to look out the window and listen to the rain pattering outside. We were still quite a while away from Midgar, in Kalm. On the bikes it would take us several days with our regular stops. We had to wait here anyway, Loz’s bike is completely out of service and yours is smoking. It just shows how hard we’ve been riding them. There supposedly is a good shop here though, the man says he can get them good as new. After a few moments of thinking I sit up and remove my shoes and then my coat and gloves, setting them aside on the wooden chair by the window. I lie back down with a sigh and then a growl of annoyance as I hear a knock on the door. I ignore it but after a few moments it comes again more insistently so I get up and go to answer it, doing so calmly even though I am annoyed. There is a young girl there and she flushes brightly when she sees me and stammers.
“Ah...umm…I s-saw you check in and I noticed you looked like you’d come a long way so I thought maybe if you wanted some company….”
The girl is wringing her hands and looking up at me hopefully but I only have eyes for one person, and he is standing behind the girl, looking at her warily, that person is you.
“No thanks.”
She starts when I speak and then comes forward a little placing a delicate hand on my bare chest. “Are you sure... I’m sure that traveling so long with only you and your friends…can get sort of lonely…my prices are good.” She rounds one of her little fingers around my nipple and when she does so I can see your eyes brighten with anger, see how your pupils narrow down to thin slits. The look confuses me. Before I can say anything you have stepped forward and grabbed her away roughly, your voice practically seething with untamed emotion.
“He said no you little slut.”
You push at her, looking coldly at her shocked expression and then hear fear at your appearance and your anger. You walk past me into the room in a huff and there is nothing else for me to do but let the door slip shut. I turn around to watch you fume about the room, slamming down your things and removing your gloves and boots angrily, letting them fall wherever. I can’t help but think you’re cute. You always are when you get huffy like this. Though why you are at this moment escapes me.
“You didn’t have to be so mean to the girl Kadaj. She was just trying to get a little bit of money.”
You turn your narrowed eyes to me and pout like an overgrown child.
“It’s not like she would have gotten any out of you anyway. You didn’t want her, you said so. She shouldn’t have touched you like that.”
You voice is petulant and high, for the life of me I can understand why you are so upset over this. You had hired whores in the past, and bragged about it! Suddenly I was angry as well. What made you so different that you could dictate who I did or did not choose to sleep with!?
“What if I had chosen to hire her Kadaj?”
I can hear a hint of my frustration with you creeping into my voice. You had absolutely no right to go around looking how you did, taunting me like you do, and then dictate whether or not I get to relieve myself of some of the frustrations that were your fault anyway! You turn and look at me, mouth set in a pouting frown and eyes shining with emotions I can’t gauge.
Kadaj’s POV
I look up into your angry eyes with confusion. You? Hiring a whore? I had never thought you as the type. I had always seen you as sort of an asexual being. Even though I had wants for you I never considered you had those sort of needs as well. All of the sudden I felt very silly, and also nervous…if you did have those wants…maybe you could want me?
I shake my head lightly of those foolish hopes and look back at you incredulously.
“You wouldn’t have.”
“How do you know?”
“I just know.”
I see your lips tighten to an almost nonexistent line and I know that sign. I’ve made you angry again. I seem to be really good at that lately. Your voice is cold when you speak again and it cuts to my core, that voice.
“You’re not always right about everything Kadaj.”
I watch you with growing apprehension as you turn heel and walk into the small bathroom, slamming the door behind you. I hear the lock click into place and my eyes widen. We never lock each other out, at least we never did before. I can’t believe I’ve angered you so much over one little whore. After a while I slip to the bed, eyes staring at my hands and lips frowning lightly. My Yazoo….I just wanted to protect you….No. I was jealous, plain and simple and I had to admit that to myself, there was absolutely no denying it now. With my symbol of possession I had cinched in my feelings for you in my mind. If anyone was to touch you it would be me. Now all I had to do was convince you of that fact.
Yazoo’s POV
I stomp into the bathroom and after only a second’s thought I lock the door behind me. I am silently fuming. You frustrate and anger me. I can never decide whether to hit you or take you into my arms and ravage your pouting lips with my own. I lean into the sink and lay my head into my crossed arms with a sigh, willing my body to calm. As long as I’m in the bathroom I might as well make use of it. I straighten myself out and glance around to make sure I have the things I need before hopping in the shower. The water is hot and refreshing, so beautiful against my aching muscles. As good as this feels I make this brief. As much as the idea of jerking off loudly in the shower appeals to me I know it won’t help the situation with you any more. I find my mind wandering to you, wondering over why you were so upset over my possibly wanting someone. You’d been so…weird lately. So hard to gauge. I’d caught you staring at me on more than one occasion and you’d taken to riding behind Loz and I, for protection you said, but I wonder if that’s the real reason. I wrack my brain for a few more minutes before a realization comes over me, my eyes open with a start. Did you want me? Was it possible? Why else would you get so upset over some girl coming on to me. You never had before. I had to know. I had to know now. I get out of the shower dripping wet, my hair plastered to my back and chest, after a moments hesitation I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. Don’t want to embarrass myself If I’m wrong. After struggling with the lock and giving it a little growl of frustration it clicks open under my wet hands and I jerk open the door and call your name.
“Kadaj!”
Only to find you gone.
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Opinions? Comments? Etc? Feel free to leave them ^^