Imprinted Thought 1/?
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skerenTitle: Imprinted Thought
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Seph, Zack, Angeal
Rating: General
Words: 1480
Note/Warning: This chapter is doom. I promise it gets better.
Folding the colorful towel carefully, he settled it at the bottom of his pack. It would hardly be fitting for the 'Silver General' Sephiroth to be seen with a red, yellow and black monstrosity of a beach towel. Especially when it was something that he himself had purchased. Better the item make its way to the owner it was intended for without others possibly getting a glimpse of it in the meantime.
Nodding to himself, and pleased with the choice, he put his other things back into his bag before casting a last sweep over the room he'd spent the night in. The next day he would be meeting up with Zack, and they would proceed to dealing with a band of vagrants out to sabotage Shinra. How grand. Determining he left nothing behind, he went to go catch the ship.
Costa del Sol had been nice enough as a stopover, but it was far from interesting without anyone else being there to keep him entertained.
-o-o-o-o-
Sometimes he wondered if the teen even knew what the word 'tired' meant. Like now. Especially right now. Zack, in spite of having just come from another mission with him, seemed perfectly lively, energetic, perky, what-have-you, to the point where he was nigh frightened by the concept of how much more energetic the man would be given any time off. It almost didn't bear thinking about.
Still, the energy was what made his student 'the Puppy' in his head. Not that he had any intentions of ever telling him he had him dubbed that, but it was what he was. Besides, he wasn't sure what he would do if he was given The Pout because the boy found out. He was enough on edge about what to do as it stood.
Zack was sleeping with someone. Who, he had no idea, unfortunately. He hadn't been on any missions or even in contact with him long enough before this last stint to know much aside from that he was seeing someone. Any guesswork he could do would be patchy at best, and he didn't even have the haphazard approach of his nose to guide him. The kid was careful.
The kid was also talking. Grimacing inwardly, he sincerely hoped that he hadn't been caught with his mind wandering. The puppy didn't need to know that his mind ever did wander. That way led only to bad habits.
"So, yeah, that was about the gist of that when it came right down to it. At least the bar made some good profits, right?" A bright smile accompanied the question, and he raised an eyebrow right back. When the teen looked sheepish, he figured that was the reaction he would have used even if he had a clue what he had been talking about. Either way, Zack hastily made to turn the topic on something else. "So! We're due to meet Seph in an hour right?"
...Seph? Since when did Sephiroth let anyone call him that? "Yes. Why?"
"Well, I was thinking. How about we go snag something to eat before meeting up? I mean, I know I would appreciate it, y'know?"
"You're hungry and looking for an excuse to have me pay for it you mean."
The lull after his statement came as no surprise, nor did Zack's answer. "Maybe?"
Heaving a sigh that implied he minded a good deal more than he actually did, he turned to walk off, waving for the teen to follow. "Come on then."
"Woo!"
"And next time, you pay for it."
"Damn."
-o-o-o-o-
Sephy Seph Seph. Finally. It had been a couple months since he'd gotten any private time with the guy and this mission was just the thing. Though it was kinda weird being around Seph and Angeal at the same time. He wasn't trying to hide his relationship with Seph from Angeal, but he wasn't sure he wanted to discourage Angeal either when the guy had finally made his way up to kissing. He'd tell him if he asked, and since he hadn't, he figured either he didn't notice, or didn't actually care. Either way, it didn't make it less odd to have the guys back in the same space again.
Shaking off the odd thoughts, he moved over, waving to the silver haired man as he picked up his belongings just off the boat. "Hiya! We already have a place to stay the night picked out, so if you drop off your stuff, and you're good to go, we can just head right out. Oh! And we brought you food."
A glance was shot past him to Angeal, and he huffed at the shared look of irony the two passed. He didn't mean it though, but they expected him to react that way, so he didn't mind obliging. Besides, it was kind of rude. "He means to say, I bought food, and we'll show you off to the room so that you can get a break before we go anywhere else. Right Zack?"
"Well, no... But we can do that if you really want."
Seph shook his head at them both, padding his way closer as he looked from one to the other, like he was searching for a reason not to be amused. That was what his eyes said at least, though no smile crossed his face. "I'm fine. We can leave for the field once I set my things aside and eat."
They fell in step by each other, but he didn't mind, listening to their conversation without butting into it. It could be annoying some days, but he was in too much of a good mood for today to be one of those. Angeal, of course, started their conversation.
"It's not like you to spoil someone."
"It's not like you to notice. I really am fine to go straight into the mission. It's what? A few rebels isn't it? With Wutai still so recently over, people haven't settled. I shouldn't take more than an hour at best."
"Maybe. If we knew where they were, we'd be able to confirm that, but in the last day, Zack and I haven't been able to figure out where their base was."
"Then where is he so eager to go?"
He turned on his heel, walking backwards as he flashed them a smile. "Oh, somewhere." He shook his head, and movement caught his attention to his right and up. What?
He felt his balance go, heard an echo of gunfire. What the hell was going on? Sure, they were now near the edge of the town but... Oh that stung. That stung a lot. And Seph and Angeal were ducking for cover.
At least he was already down, that was good, and he moved a hand to press against the stinging pain on his chest, fingers moving back a little and he saw blood on his fingers, heard movement, and saw Angeal move through. Seph was by him a second later, and he realized it was damn difficult to breathe.
"Zack. Zack, look at me." Seph was talking. He tilted his head back, looked at him, and got a potion for his trouble. Potions were good. The potion didn't make the pain go away. His skin mended, he could tell, but something still ached sharply in his chest, and he could see the alarm crossing the other man's face.
"m'good."
"No Zack, you are not good. That shot was entirely too close to your heart for comfort." A spell this time, and he felt the sharp twinge through his chest. Something inside didn't like that, and it burned, but nothing else really did and he felt heavy. There was still shouting too, the sounds of people dying.
No, the mission wouldn't take long at all from the sounds of it.
"Zack. Look at me." The order made his eyes crack back open, and he didn't know how they'd closed. It was getting hard to see and everything burned, from the tips of his fingers on in to his heart. Maybe if he went to sleep, that would stop? It was a good theory.
"Shh Seph. Lemme sleep." Why was he mumbling? That should have come out stronger than that by a lot. And Seph was casting again. In fact, he could have sworn that he saw a spent down a second ago, but with the haze it was hard to tell.
"No! Zack, don't you dare."
He didn't like that Seph was using that tone, not at all. But, there was Angeal. He looked worried. Why were they both so worried? "Isn't he sweet?"
The words came out closer to 'ishne eet,' but it was clear enough. Unfortunately, he never did get an answer to the question.
Fandom: FFVII
Characters: Seph, Zack, Angeal
Rating: General
Words: 1480
Note/Warning: This chapter is doom. I promise it gets better.
Folding the colorful towel carefully, he settled it at the bottom of his pack. It would hardly be fitting for the 'Silver General' Sephiroth to be seen with a red, yellow and black monstrosity of a beach towel. Especially when it was something that he himself had purchased. Better the item make its way to the owner it was intended for without others possibly getting a glimpse of it in the meantime.
Nodding to himself, and pleased with the choice, he put his other things back into his bag before casting a last sweep over the room he'd spent the night in. The next day he would be meeting up with Zack, and they would proceed to dealing with a band of vagrants out to sabotage Shinra. How grand. Determining he left nothing behind, he went to go catch the ship.
Costa del Sol had been nice enough as a stopover, but it was far from interesting without anyone else being there to keep him entertained.
-o-o-o-o-
Sometimes he wondered if the teen even knew what the word 'tired' meant. Like now. Especially right now. Zack, in spite of having just come from another mission with him, seemed perfectly lively, energetic, perky, what-have-you, to the point where he was nigh frightened by the concept of how much more energetic the man would be given any time off. It almost didn't bear thinking about.
Still, the energy was what made his student 'the Puppy' in his head. Not that he had any intentions of ever telling him he had him dubbed that, but it was what he was. Besides, he wasn't sure what he would do if he was given The Pout because the boy found out. He was enough on edge about what to do as it stood.
Zack was sleeping with someone. Who, he had no idea, unfortunately. He hadn't been on any missions or even in contact with him long enough before this last stint to know much aside from that he was seeing someone. Any guesswork he could do would be patchy at best, and he didn't even have the haphazard approach of his nose to guide him. The kid was careful.
The kid was also talking. Grimacing inwardly, he sincerely hoped that he hadn't been caught with his mind wandering. The puppy didn't need to know that his mind ever did wander. That way led only to bad habits.
"So, yeah, that was about the gist of that when it came right down to it. At least the bar made some good profits, right?" A bright smile accompanied the question, and he raised an eyebrow right back. When the teen looked sheepish, he figured that was the reaction he would have used even if he had a clue what he had been talking about. Either way, Zack hastily made to turn the topic on something else. "So! We're due to meet Seph in an hour right?"
...Seph? Since when did Sephiroth let anyone call him that? "Yes. Why?"
"Well, I was thinking. How about we go snag something to eat before meeting up? I mean, I know I would appreciate it, y'know?"
"You're hungry and looking for an excuse to have me pay for it you mean."
The lull after his statement came as no surprise, nor did Zack's answer. "Maybe?"
Heaving a sigh that implied he minded a good deal more than he actually did, he turned to walk off, waving for the teen to follow. "Come on then."
"Woo!"
"And next time, you pay for it."
"Damn."
-o-o-o-o-
Sephy Seph Seph. Finally. It had been a couple months since he'd gotten any private time with the guy and this mission was just the thing. Though it was kinda weird being around Seph and Angeal at the same time. He wasn't trying to hide his relationship with Seph from Angeal, but he wasn't sure he wanted to discourage Angeal either when the guy had finally made his way up to kissing. He'd tell him if he asked, and since he hadn't, he figured either he didn't notice, or didn't actually care. Either way, it didn't make it less odd to have the guys back in the same space again.
Shaking off the odd thoughts, he moved over, waving to the silver haired man as he picked up his belongings just off the boat. "Hiya! We already have a place to stay the night picked out, so if you drop off your stuff, and you're good to go, we can just head right out. Oh! And we brought you food."
A glance was shot past him to Angeal, and he huffed at the shared look of irony the two passed. He didn't mean it though, but they expected him to react that way, so he didn't mind obliging. Besides, it was kind of rude. "He means to say, I bought food, and we'll show you off to the room so that you can get a break before we go anywhere else. Right Zack?"
"Well, no... But we can do that if you really want."
Seph shook his head at them both, padding his way closer as he looked from one to the other, like he was searching for a reason not to be amused. That was what his eyes said at least, though no smile crossed his face. "I'm fine. We can leave for the field once I set my things aside and eat."
They fell in step by each other, but he didn't mind, listening to their conversation without butting into it. It could be annoying some days, but he was in too much of a good mood for today to be one of those. Angeal, of course, started their conversation.
"It's not like you to spoil someone."
"It's not like you to notice. I really am fine to go straight into the mission. It's what? A few rebels isn't it? With Wutai still so recently over, people haven't settled. I shouldn't take more than an hour at best."
"Maybe. If we knew where they were, we'd be able to confirm that, but in the last day, Zack and I haven't been able to figure out where their base was."
"Then where is he so eager to go?"
He turned on his heel, walking backwards as he flashed them a smile. "Oh, somewhere." He shook his head, and movement caught his attention to his right and up. What?
He felt his balance go, heard an echo of gunfire. What the hell was going on? Sure, they were now near the edge of the town but... Oh that stung. That stung a lot. And Seph and Angeal were ducking for cover.
At least he was already down, that was good, and he moved a hand to press against the stinging pain on his chest, fingers moving back a little and he saw blood on his fingers, heard movement, and saw Angeal move through. Seph was by him a second later, and he realized it was damn difficult to breathe.
"Zack. Zack, look at me." Seph was talking. He tilted his head back, looked at him, and got a potion for his trouble. Potions were good. The potion didn't make the pain go away. His skin mended, he could tell, but something still ached sharply in his chest, and he could see the alarm crossing the other man's face.
"m'good."
"No Zack, you are not good. That shot was entirely too close to your heart for comfort." A spell this time, and he felt the sharp twinge through his chest. Something inside didn't like that, and it burned, but nothing else really did and he felt heavy. There was still shouting too, the sounds of people dying.
No, the mission wouldn't take long at all from the sounds of it.
"Zack. Look at me." The order made his eyes crack back open, and he didn't know how they'd closed. It was getting hard to see and everything burned, from the tips of his fingers on in to his heart. Maybe if he went to sleep, that would stop? It was a good theory.
"Shh Seph. Lemme sleep." Why was he mumbling? That should have come out stronger than that by a lot. And Seph was casting again. In fact, he could have sworn that he saw a spent down a second ago, but with the haze it was hard to tell.
"No! Zack, don't you dare."
He didn't like that Seph was using that tone, not at all. But, there was Angeal. He looked worried. Why were they both so worried? "Isn't he sweet?"
The words came out closer to 'ishne eet,' but it was clear enough. Unfortunately, he never did get an answer to the question.