Cloudarella

And again, just as a warning, this story does have male on male and sexual dominance…if you no like….then please back out now. Please no flames, as this is still something I have put my heart and soul into writing. ;D


Well here is chappy 5 Enjoy!!!! This is either going to be one long chapter or done in two parts….we shall see.

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(Part 1)


Cloud cried out in surprised pain as he his cheek hit the wall before him. His breath caught roughly in his chest and he struggled both in body and mind to remain calm...fighting back would only cause problems. He tasted the bitterness of iron on his tongue and knew that the hit against the wall had busted his lip. Lashing out his tongue, Cloud tried to lap up the small amount of blood trying to ease the sudden sharpness of pain that swirled inside him. With the way he was angled against the wall he could not turn around to even try to explain his actions...not that it would do any good anyways. Cloud closed his eyes and took a deep breath. If he remained still, hopefully nothing more then a busted lip would ensue.


Slippery green eyes glared at the blonde. With a malice and cruel look, his head cocked purposely to the left...his lips a fine line of pink coldness.


Cloud's body was pinned, not by just one, but by all three of his brothers. Each had one of his arms forcing them flat against the wall so he stood there spread eagle before them. He could not move or escape even if he had wanted to. On the inside Cloud knew he wasn't a weakling, but how could he fight back...was it worth the consequences and the horror that would follow. His mind fought against his outward desire so hard that he felt he would crack at any moment, screaming with a viciously cold passion, so loud that he hoped it would drown out all of his misery and cloud his mind from everything....if it were only so simple.


He panted heavily and jerked his head to the side in vain and defiance...how much longer would he suffer...the frustration and darkness inside him was fighting so hard to get out...to be released...like a crazed animal that hungered and thirst for unGodly blood...the darkness curling around his soul and lashing out like that of a poisonous snake. Cloud eyes opened...would he dare...


"I told you he was out...I tried other vendors...but they don't have any...its the festival...everyone’s..." He tried to say, but his words were muffled as the person who held his head firmly in his grasp smashed his face further into the wall. Cloud groaned softly and fought back the tears that threatened his eyes.


Kadaj held his slave's head against the wall, twisting his fingers through the thick golden locks of hair with anger and disgust. He yanked his hand back quickly and then shoved it forward once again. Cloud tried to stifle a cry, for not only his nose cracked against the wall, but his forehead as well. Throbbing heated pain bubbled and thudded in his head just as loudly as the ringing of his cries that not only echoed in his mind but slipped from his mouth as well.


"That is all I know....please..." He panted trying to plead to no avail, his eyes tightly shut. Cloud now tasted the newness of blood running down from his nose. Swallowing a breath he held back the urge to cry...he wasn't a baby...but the throbbing was sickening. His eyes stung and teased his own body with the wetness that heaved in his eyes. Cloud shook the thoughts from his mind and pulled back all his emotions. It would do him no good to throw a fit now and he was vastly outnumbered. "Come on...honest." He dared to speak out again.


Kadaj tilted his head even further to the left gazing at the boy who seemed to be struggling with so much more then just pain. Arching an eyebrow he again yanked Cloud's head back and then slammed it forward into the wall again with extreme force.


This time Cloud could not hold back the sheer cry that escaped his lips. This time the hit had been so hard that his head swarmed with dizziness and another new wetness fell down over his right eye. He knew the skin had broken under the pressure of the hard hit. Cloud began to shake...not something he intended...but it was more out of renewed fear. Kadaj had never been so openly cruel to him, nor had he physically beat him to the point where he just did now. His breath was heavy in his chest and his lower lip quivered slightly matching the strong shaking of his body. He tried to speak but couldn’t say anything.


Then pressure eased and Cloud felt Kadaj remove his hand from his knotted blonde spikes. No one said anything. Cloud turned his head and moaned as the motion caused a sharp pain to shoot through his head and down his spin. Pale and now bright red eyes stared hopelessly at the man behind him. Still nothing was said but the coldness in the room caused more then just a chill to run through Cloud.


"Hmmm I suppose you will just have to go back and wait for it tomorrow...I want that oil...without it...." Kadaj said in such a smooth way...his words lingering on the soft edge of a faint idea...


There was a pause and not a sound could be heard other then the pained labored breathing of Cloud’s own breath.


"Throw him in his room....lock him up!" Kadaj ordered. Then leaving Cloud with his brothers he stalked off disappearing from view.


Blue eyes widened in fear and panic. ' Oh no...please come back...don't leave me alone with...I.' He thought but soon, very quickly he would resign to the fact that everything for him was hopeless.


Almost reading his thoughts Reno frowned. "I beg to differ...what the hell am I here for Yo?" He said even though Cloud could not hear him. "Damn it blondie...just say the words so I can help you..." Reno muttered hovering above them. His eyes burned with a dark fury as they darted back and forth between the two brothers. He desperately wanted to make them pay for hurting his Cloud. He eyed the heavens above him and sighed loudly knowing they could hear him. He couldn't chance anything now, it would be too noticed, not to mention the last incident he had gotten in trouble for with the head department upstairs…’Head Fairies’…he muttered. 'It was just a bowl...' He frowned eyeing and rolling his eyes at the empty air above him. He knew they could hear him. Still they hadn't said anything about his little mystical wind trick, but he knew it was coming. Ignoring that fact he flew in closer to the boy just before he was hauled away from the wall and brought his lips close to Cloud's ear. "Hey ....just wish..."


He had heard something. 'Huh? What?' Cloud thought jerking his head back to stare bewildered at the faces before him. Clouds eyes fluttered wider and he looked blankly at Yazoo then over to Loz. It was apparent that none of them had said anything, especially not that quiet and so close to his ear, so much so, that it almost sounded like it was in his mind as well. He parted his lips to speak.


"Wha...." Was all he got out. Cloud sighed, this was not good...to be left alone with these two...especially in his state....was never a good thing. Closing his eyes he forced his mind to center on the pain in his head.... dizziness or the soft voice again...if only he could pass out...then no matter what happened...he wouldn't even know...but he wouldn't get the chance to even try.


In the next instant Cloud felt his body hit the hard wooden floor of his room just before he was yanked back off of it and thrown against his bed. Cloud let out a yelp and looked up with hurtful eyes.


Breathing slowly he waited.


Yazoo grinned and quickly pulled at the button and zipper of his pants. Loosening they fell around his ankles and Cloud was left staring at the girth of Yazoo already rigid organ. “On your knees….” Yazoo ordered in an icy smooth tone. Behind them he heard Loz appear in the doorway.


“Hmm looks like fun?” He stated in a low grunt.


Yazoo turned his head. “Not now...go away…he is mine tonight…” He hissed softly.


Loz frowned and his lower lip stuck out in a deep pout. Grabbing Cloud’s head and roughly pulling him forward, Yazoo turned to his brother and half smiled. There was a joyous twinkle in his eyes.


“Don’t cry Loz…you get tomorrow…now please…leave.” Yazoo said smoothly this time.


Sniffing Loz eyed his brother and then quietly turned and left. Yazoo whipped his head back around still holding onto the blonde’s locks very tightly. He smiled, but it was not a kind smile. If anything when Yazoo smiled it usually meant more trouble.


“Hmmmm now where were we?” He hummed pleasantly.


Cloud feeling the man’s hands grip his head tighter did not move. He fell to his knees in a very awkward position and it wasn’t even comfortable as the thin lining of fabric between the floor and the skin of his knees scraped against the harsh wood. Cloud’s blue eyes looked up with hopelessness and again dread filled his heart. Before he could say anything, not that it would have done him any good to fight the need that Yazoo was asking for…thus causing the man to be even more cruel to him, he felt Yazoo pull him forward ushering his sex into his slightly surprised parted lips.


“Now play nice…” he cooed as he forced himself deeper into Cloud’s mouth.

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“Damn it.” Sephiroth cursed and he rounded the corner of the main hall that lead to the Kings personal living quarters. He had been summoned an hour ago, during which time he had been in the process of dressing and getting ready for the festival that evening. He had wanted relax for the next hour before he left….but oooooh no. The bastard of a King just had to see him now and for what reason, he didn’t know. All he knew was that he was now going somewhere he detested more then going to the festival.


He passed several guards who tried to speak to him. They seemed alarmed at his presence or worried, but he paid them no never mind. He took a sharp right and headed for the office door at the end of the hall where Rufus would be waiting. Just before he reached for the knob to gain entrance he heard a low hesitant voice and felt a hand touch his arm. His eyes widened and heat feathered pink color into his cheeks. ‘How dare they?’ He thought in mild tense anger.


“Sir…the King is not…” One of the King’s advisors tried to say.


Sephiroth frowned and reached his hand up and planted it firmly over the man’s entire face and forcefully shoved him backwards, sending him flying into a small stand that held a vase. Both went crashing into the wall behind it. The advisor let out a shallow cry and went crashing into stand behind him. Quickly he got back up hoping to stop the man.


“I don’t have time to wait…” Sephiroth growled.


“Sir…my Prince…he is not ready…” He frantically stated, but it was too late for Sephiroth had already entered the room and slammed the door in the man’s face.


Once in the room, Sephiroth paused instantly as his eyes fell upon the King, towel in hand, standing naked at his desk. Out of the corner of his eye he noted that there was still steam coming from the opened bathroom door to his right. Sephiroth’s lips parted in a shallow breath.


Rufus smiled, he knew very well who was standing behind him. Turning around he did not even bother to use the towel to cover himself up. He lifted a glass to his lips and took a drink of the red liquid inside. Sephiroth sucked in a breath, for no matter how strong the hatred was between them, Rufus Shinra was still a man he viewed undeniably attractive. It was a sick world in which those who were of great power were well endowed in every aspect of life. Knowing this Rufus smiled more and setting his glass down, slowly slithered over to the Prince who was standing silent before him. He paused only inches from Sephiroth’s face.


Sephiroth met Rufus’s eyes firmly and did not look anywhere else.


Rufus sighed and eyed his Prince up and down. Sephiroth was in all black with several silver accents upon the taught fabric. He wore fitted black pants with knee high boots that had black belt like buckles at the tops and a long trench like robe that wrapped tightly around his muscled chest and slender but very masculine waist. The collar was high and had fancy silver stitching of the royal crest embedded in its hem. There were three straps that wrapped tightly around the chest area holding the trench firmly in place and a thick black belt with a silver royal clasp that rested low on his waist. His hair was pulled slightly back from his face with a black tie, which he greatly despised, but it was for a formal affair. He was for better lack there of…exquisite looking.


“My, my, you do look delicious Seph….” Rufus said softly.


Sephiroth rolled his eyes. “Enough.” He said sourly not liking the nickname Rufus always used on him when he was trying to be cute…it rarely came across that way or worked on him.


“Oh? Not in the mood I take it?”


“With you…never…you should know that by now.”


“I certainly do not.” Rufus said cocking his head to the side.


“I loath you and that is just about as far as it goes.”


“Oh I hope not, we could be friends?” Rufus offered sweetly.


“Doubtful.” Sephiroth hissed back.


The exchange was cold if not hurtful because it reflected in Rufus’s eyes.
Rufus smirked and reached a finger up to touch the side of Sephiroth’s face. Instantly seeing this Sephiroth stepped back, the coldness in his eyes staring harshly back at Rufus.


“What did you call me here for? I have other business to attend to. I do not have time to play games or fool around with whatever fantasy your sick mind comes up with.” Sephiroth said calmly batting the Kings’ hand away. He did not fear Rufus so much as he hated the man. He may be King for now but Sephiroth still had the upper hand…his father…and when the time was right, Rufus would be removed from power so quickly that if he blinked he would miss it. Still, Rufus Shinra had more power and hold over the Kingdom then he did at the moment, and until his father awoke there was nothing that could be done. Sephiroth frowned deeply at the thought, for now things had to remain civil…though on many occasions it was so hard to do and this was quickly becoming one of them.


“Well?” Sephiroth hissed again awaiting his answer.


Rufus merely shrugged and stepped back and ignored the fact that Sephiroth had hit his hand away. Turning he securely folded the towel around his waist and walked back over to retrieve his glass of wine. Not facing the Prince he spoke. A wicked smile and look in his eyes, formed on his face.


“Your birthday is coming up.” He stated taking a drink and then licking a bit of wine off his lips.


“Your point?” Sephiroth said flatly arching and eyebrow at the man his body still stiff and unwavering.


“Well I was thinking of throwing you a party…perhaps a large and elegant Ball? Does that sound appealing?” He asked running a finger along his bottom lip when he spoke. He knew very well of the answer he would receive.


The frowned deepened upon Sephiroth’s face and his eyes boiled with anger and annoyance. “It does not.” He said not even attempting to hold back the anger in his voice.


“Oh?” Rufus said turning on his heels to face Sephiroth once again. The look in his eyes was anything but surprised and Sephiroth wondered if the man had done this in pure spite, because he knew it would be something the Prince would have clearly said no to.


“I want nothing of the sorts, no Ball, no party, and especially not one from you.” Sephiroth growled back. His body this while time had remained still and unmoving before the King even if on the inside he was clearly ready to explode.


Rufus again smiled. He loved to see the Prince display such raw and intense anger. It nearly caused his heart to skip. In his mind he thought it quite a shame that they had become tolerated enemies…he would have liked to have had Sephiroth in more then one way. Everyone in the Kingdom wanted him and Rufus was no exception to that.


“Hmmm, well that is too bad because I have already made the arrangements and yes…you will be at your party…no questions, no options…just an order.” Rufus said his voice deepening with the tone he usually used when he meant business.


There was a pause.


Sephiroth clenched his jaw and broke eye contact with the King. Oh…it was hard to hold back as the seething anger boiled to its limits within him. Parting his lips he thought for barely a second before he spoke.


“You are out of line…you have no right to force anything upon me…our agreement…” Sephiroth said with a deep growl but instantly paused. What happened next caught him by surprise.


Rufus frowned back and quickly moved forward taking the Prince by his chin and bringing his face close to his. “ Oh, you had better think about your words before you speak them…I have every right…and the power to do as I please and you little boy, will do exactly as I say, and consider yourself lucky I do not keep you here now…because I could.” He said his own anger rising to dangerous levels. “…and that agreement was not made between you and I, but your father and I, so you have no grounds for authority over me…you are…plain and simply…Prince of Shinra by my own grace towards you. You own me your love and respect and nothing more.” Rufus spat in wicked anger.


Sephiroth’s mind whirled with many thoughts and fear was only one of them. For the longest time he knew there was a fine line between he, his father, and Rufus, and yet no matter how hard he tried, in order to keep what was most sacred to him safe, his father, he had had to tolerate the man before him for many years. The past year had only grown more heated between them. The arguments were more frequent, the disagreements were constant, and the sexual tension from Rufus towards him had increased to an unbearable high. In this state, held firm in the King’s grasp, Sephiroth felt humiliated and powerless and it only angered him more. ‘Damn it…why couldn’t he do something against this false man…this unworthy King…a thief.’ Sephiroth thought. Darkness filled his mind and for a moment he only closed his eyes avoiding the Kings gaze. He then jerked his head back from Rufus’s hold and backed up towards the door.


“You are lucky I have incredible self restraint…otherwise I would have no qualms for taking your head off right now…and if it were not for other reasons I could have easily killed you years ago…this is my kingdom and by some false reasoning you hold its power…” Sephiroth replied daringly. He paused at the door glaring back over his shoulder at Rufus.


“Is that so? Then by all means…go ahead…kill me?” Rufus taunted.


There was another pause and both just stood there, facing each other down…challenging each other. Then Sephiroth’s eyes hardened to a bitter coldness, he growled lowly and then quickly left the room.


One icy look between them told Rufus that one thing was obviously clear…he had won this battle. As Sephiroth left, Rufus watched with the utmost pleasure and satisfaction.


“Good boy…” He said under his breath.


As Sephiroth stormed back down the hall he neither cared nor looked back as he shoved through several guards, who had even the guts to move before him, knocking them to the ground. He made quick time getting back to his room and once he was there he shut and locked his door. Sephiroth walked over to his desk and slammed his fists into the wood of his dresser as he met his own gaze in the mirror. “Damn it….damn that man….” Sephiroth cursed softly. He sighed deeply and then let his mind wonder on the wonderful image of the blonde he so desperately wanted to see again…wanted to be comforted by again. He knew that by just having the exotic and lovely stranger with him it would help ease his frustration. ‘Cloud’ He thought softly to himself. Then he met his own face in the mirror again. His cat like eyes glowed with green anger and as he grunted outwardly in a frustrated cry, he was unaware that Zack had come from another part of his room to greet him.


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Cloud awoke several hours later finding himself curled into a tight ball upon his bed. Slowly he opened his eyes, which still burned terribly from his recent crying. He knew he had cried himself to sleep and not because he was childish, but because he was angry. Sitting up slowly he ached all over and it was apparent that he hadn’t moved the entire time he had slept. Cloud then made a face, there was still that nasty taste in his mouth. Feeling very sick because of what he tasted and knowing what it was, he made his way to his bathroom and hastily brushed his teeth.


Again he turned his eyes up towards the mirror and he gazed at himself. The past few days had been terrible…save for…no….he wouldn’t let himself even think about it, but…that man…’No I won’t’. Cloud thought and then he quickly left the bathroom. Seeing the time he now realized that Kadaj and his brothers had already left for the festival and that there would be no chance of him ever getting to go now. Sighing he sat back down on the edge of his bed. He then remembered his broken figurine and realized that he didn’t have it with him. Quickly he rose from the bed and checked his pockets. It wasn’t there. Then realization set in as he realized they were gone. Cloud slumped back down upon the bed and closed his eyes.


“I wish you were real…I wish for anything…just a bit of light…just.” He said softly aloud letting his chin slump down upon his chest. ‘It’s useless…this is my life…I can not change it.’ He thought.


Then…


Reno looked up suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise. ‘Had he…just…said?’ Reno grinned.


A blinding white light…


A cry filled the room and Cloud noted it was his. He recoiled back upon his bed is surprise, bringing his hand up to cover his eyes from the brightness. “What the?” He uttered softly.


Reno appeared before the boy, dressed in an all white suite with pale grey accents along the edges of the fabric. His wings were only three feet in length and small compared to his body but they were more then efficient. They were clear silver white with bits of red in them because of his red hair. That mass of red spiky hair was bright and blood red against the whiteness of his suit. “Hello Cloud.” He said brightly. The light dimmed and he looked down at the blonde with a knowing smile.


Cloud blinked several times, to allow his eyes to adjust to the light before he noticed it slowly fade away. Slowly lowering his hand he looked up and around trying to find the source of the voice. Then he saw it, a mass of red and white, and he gasped.


Right before Reno’s eyes Cloud yelped in surprised and fell back hard against his bed.

“What the…who the….what are you?” He said in a frantic tone, even though it was clear he was definitely not human.


Reno continued to grin as he slowly floated towards the boy. He outstretched his hands before him and bowed at Cloud.


“I am Reno…your Fairy God Friend, not to be confused with Fairy Godmother,” He said with a light laugh. “…it is a pleasure to finally met you.” He said smoothly.


Cloud’s mouth fell slack and opened in shock before the man floating in front of him. His widened blue eyes flashed with surprise and he blinked several times trying in vain to believe what his eyes were seeing. “I uh…you are a Fairy? A real Fairy?” He asked in a quick breath.


Reno smiled even more and lowered his body closer to the blonde who still slightly backed away from him, obviously still in great shock. He nodded.


“Yup…that I am, and you have the honor of being my Fairy Child Yo!”


“Wait…a Fairy Child…but that is what….No…impossible I must not be awake….OUCH!” Cloud yelped as his looked sharply up at the hovering red head above him. Reno wore a smirk as he held a handful of Cloud’s hair tightly in his hands.


“No man…you are awake yo?” He stated with a light chuckle. This made Cloud a little mad. He raised a hand up and swatted at the flying creature.


“What the hell, that freakin hurt…” Cloud growled.


“I was simply proving that you were indeed awake…that’s all.” Reno stated as he backed away from Cloud missing the attempted hit against his stomach. He flew back before Cloud and then landed upon the floor, folding his wings behind him, and stepped forward.


“So thanks man…”


Cloud looked puzzled as he reached up to rub the sore spot atop his head. “ Thanks for what?”


“For finally calling for me yo?”


“What do you mean…yo?” Cloud said annoyed and mocking him.


Reno sighed and let both his hands fall irritatingly at his sides. He rolled his eyes as if retelling the story of his life and his job was both boring and monotonous. “When a Fairy is assigned to a child…he may not appear or make his presence known until he is asked for by saying three words… “ He said nodding his head with each word as he spoke. “… I wish for…and then we appear.” He stated as if it were clear at day. “Rule number 1 of the Fairy Code.” Reno stated plainly.


Cloud again looked shock. ‘A child?’ He thought irritatingly. If was almost as if Reno could sense Cloud’s thought and he held up a hand.


“Don’t take the child thing like that…its just stated that way in the code…its obvious you are not one, so just ignore it yo!” He said waving a hand at the boy. Cloud seemed to relax at this and he sat more forward upon the bed.


“S-so you are really here…a real Fairy…for me?” He questioned his blue eyes searching Reno’s with much eagerness and hope.


Reno could not hold back the warm smile that crept upon his lips as he gave Cloud one quick nod. “Yup…I am real…just as you are!”


Cloud hearing this slid off the bed and moved to stand before Reno. His eyes widened when he drew near. This person before him was real. He could smell the sweet scent of Vanilla…and…was that…rose?...as he drew ever so much closer. Without thinking Cloud lifted a hand and pressed it against Reno’s chest as if checking his own minds reasoning. Cloud gasped when he felt the warmth and a single heart beat from the person before him. He started to back up but Reno reached up and took his hand in his.


“It’s okay…its understandable that you would need to touch to make sure I am real…I am not offended, but now that you know…it will all be okay eh?” He said softly nodding in reassurance to the boy.


Cloud couldn’t say anything at the moment he was too much in shock. Reno seeing this released Cloud’s arm and replaced his hand upon the blonde’s shoulder. “ I am here to help you…it is what you wished for right?”


Cloud nodded. “Yes…but nothing ever came true for me…how is this so now?


“Eh don’t question the good things in life, just be glad it happened.” Reno said with a small grin. “Now…let’s get back to the helping thing. You want to go to the festival to meet up with a certain someone right?”


Cloud gasped again and met the Fairies gaze. “ Huh …what?”


“The Prince…your knight in shining armor…right?”


Cloud blushed. “Oh…him…no, I…he probably doesn’t even remember me.” He said in a defeated tone.


“And how do you know that…I happen to know that he likes you.” Reno stated making a bold move. This was not something he should have done, but in truth he wanted to help the boy and this man…this Prince could save his heart and soul in one foul swoop…it needed to be said.


Cloud paled quite a bit and just stared opened mouthed at his Fairy God Friend. “How do you know that for sure?” He asked.


Reno tapped his head. “Because all powerful beings know everything…” He said with a smirk. Cloud made a face and shook his head but couldn’t hide the blush in his cheeks.


“Now you want to go to the festival right…so then let’s go!” Reno said and pulled out a long slender glowing wand. He waved it once and there was a blinding light and then nothing…everything felt weightless.


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"Sephiroth are you sure everything is okay... I mean you were."


"Everything is fine Zack, I was just annoyed at...well you know me."


"Yes Sir...I do." Zack said with a pleasant smile that was missed by Sephiroth.


"Zack did you happen to find that Opal Fairy Child for me. If I see him I want to give it to him." Sephiroth said, speaking of Cloud. This was the reason his mood had changed so drastically once they neared the festival area. He had high hopes that Cloud would be there. Zack had earlier informed him that Cloud belonged to Kadaj and his brothers, and that had highly disappointed him. Yet, if he was their slave then they will most certainly would bring him along to do their bidding and fetching for them. He only hoped that was so. A slaves papers were binding once signed by both parties, but he was the Prince, and he would do anything to get Cloud, even if it meant breaking a legal document. Bitterly he wondered if he would go as far as to ask Rufus for aid. He knew very well what the payment for such a deed would be for the King and he wondered if he could actually go through with it....no that would be his last option...to ask Rufus. Better yet maybe he could demand the boy from Kadaj. Sephiroth sighed at the thoughts.


Zack nodded. "Yes my Prince there is one waiting for you to pick up at the Fairy Child stand." He stated. Sephiroth nodded.


"Good we will go there first." He said with a glowing smile.


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Cloud blinked and he was in an ally just to the right of the festival grounds. His heart was beating so fast that he could barely breath. Hesitantly he looked for Reno and sighed with relief when he saw him appear next to him. "Don't ever do that again...I would rather walk." Cloud admitted with a wary eye.

Reno smiled. "Naw you'll get used to it and besides it was the quickest way." He said. Reaching over he tapped his wand on Cloud's head and an elegant white mask appeared over his eyes. The edges of the mask fanned out in swirls, painted in soft hues of orange, yellow, and brown, to match Cloud's blondish locks. The magic worked its way down Clouds body and fitted him with a white long sleeve top and form fitting pants, they also had the same swirls of colors in them, accenting around the edges but barely noticeable. Then he flicked his wand again and sparkles fell from it landing in Clouds hair. A few fell over his face adding a shimmer to his cheeks and Cloud frowned and swatted his hand at Reno.


"What are you doing?" He asked annoyed.


"Adding a bit of color."


"Well stop it...I am not a girl, and what's with the white, I am not a fairy either." Cloud grumbled even if it did look somewhat nice on him, at least it fit him well, but it would dirty so quickly.


Reno smirked. "It'll look pretty yo, and you look elegant...your bound to catch the Princes eye." He stated, and then he drew his arm back and shoved at Cloud. "Now go have fun...I'll be around if you need me...just think of me...and don't worry no one can see me, just you." Reno said and before Cloud could utter a reply he vanished.


“Can we just make it white…I feel like a circus clown.” Cloud said to the open air. There was a small gust of wind and Cloud suddenly found himself stark naked. He panicked. “Okay…the whites fine…it’s fine…Reno!” Cloud cried covering himself and hoping no one noticed him.
Laughing Reno returned Cloud’s outfit making it a soft flowing long sleeve white top and a pair of nice brown leather pants, along with his brown boots.


“There…now next time don’t be so ungrateful.” Reno teased, his voice filling the air around Cloud.


Cloud stumbled forward and glared at nothing behind him for Reno was gone. “Alright…” He said softly as he headed out towards the festival area.


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((I think it turned out alright. Sorry this chapter is way long…and it will be in two parts...thats why it cuts off like that…Next one will be very soon…its nearly done. Hope you all like…and keep reviewing. Ideas, comments, let me know!!!! :D ))