Final Fantasy VII 100 Word Challenge

Title: Health and Nutrition
Characters: Hojo, Lucretia, Sephiroth
Rating: PG
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100




He was a father.

It was a beautiful day.

She’d gone into labor not long after dinner the night before, mistaking the first contractions for indigestion. They accelerated quickly. It occurred to him that her last meal had been spaghetti; by morning, she’d long since become nauseous with pain.

That was over now, of course. The child was healthy. And if health was the absence of sickness and pain, Lucretia was as healthy as she had ever been. She had done good work, which was all he could expect.

It was, despite everything, time for breakfast. He washed his hands.

Title: Four Letters
Characters: Reno, Rude
Team: Turks
Rating: R for language
Words: 100

( Ah, guard duty. )

Title: Hurts A Little Less
Challenge: Mercy
Characters: Elena, Reno
Team: Turks
Word count: 100


“Fuck I’m bored with knees,” Reno grouses. “It’s always the fucking knees.”

Elena gets all petulant, which Reno decides is just precious as hell. It’s wasted on the sonsabitch tied to the chair between them—she hasn’t even touched him with the crowbar and he’s grey-faced already.

“I like the knees.”

“I know you like ‘em, Laney.”

“I’m good at knees.”

“You’re fucking great with knees.”

“I’m doing the knees. Hell with-”

Reno’s phone rings. Tseng tells him that their chump's partner talked already. Elena rolls her eyes, shoots him in the head, and Reno swears the guy looks relieved.

Title: Acumen
Challenge: Naked
Pairing: Hojo/Sephiroth
Team: SOLDIER
Word count: 100
Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Hojo being really icky, Sephiroth being really young. No actual sex.


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Title: Happy Birthday, Mr. Strife
Challenge: Naked
Pairing: Reeve/Cloud
Team: Avalanche
Word count: 100


Cloud could only stare as the little cat-thing pranced on the bed in front of him. How had it gotten into his room?

It made a great show of peeling off its tiny white gloves and flicking them aside. The cape came next—it whirled the scrap of cloth twice above its head and sauntered over to drape it around Cloud’s own neck.

“Happy birthday,” it cooed, reaching up to lift the tiny crown from its head and set it on Cloud’s with a lascivious shimmy of its hips. “What would you like your present to do for you, princess?”

Title: Test Tube Baby
Challenge: Naked
Pairing: Lucrecia/Hojo
Team: SOLDIER
Word count: 100


She’s still not sure if she likes him; she knows she doesn’t love him. She respects him. Without a doubt he’s the finest scientific mind the Planet has ever produced, and it's an honor to work under him.

They’re collaborating. He doesn’t call it that and neither does she, not out loud, but it helps her enjoy it to think of it that way. Makes it more official. She likes that. It still seems a little odd not to call him Professor, the way she did when she was a new hire.

He simply won’t allow it in bed, however.

Title: No More Report
Challenge: Naked
Pairing: Tseng/Reno
Team: Turks
Word count: 100

“Boss.”

Tseng keeps his attention on the report occupying his desk; prototypes for new e-mags are ready, and R&D wants field-test data.

“Hey boss.”

They can go to hell. Testing unproven munitions is what SOLDIER Third Class is for.

“Boss.”

Also, Reno is now standing on the other side of the desk wearing nothing whatsoever.

“See what I gotta do to get your attention, boss?”

Tseng turns to the last page. There’s no more report. Reno is still there. Tseng knows all other options are eliminated.

“I got all day.”

Tseng stands. “Reno.”

“Yeah, boss?”

“Bend over this side, please."