faicinn_rocais (faicinn_rocais) wrote in areyougame, @ 2010-03-15 19:10:00 |
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[KH: Sephiroth/Cloud] Check the Box For....
So sorry these are EPIC Late. Midterms and Finals were Not Nice to me this quarter. More are coming.
Title: Check the Box For...
Author: faicinn_rocais
Rating: T
Warnings: Implications of sex and graphic situations
Word count: 392
Prompt: 26- Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Cloud: xeno - Sometimes they reminded everyone of their inhumanity.
Summary: Sephiroth and Cloud are compared to the others they live with in Radiant Garden
A/N: Again, Sorry it's late. I had fun writing this though. I might expand on the idea.
Sometimes they reminded everyone of their inhumanity, and it was always the little things.
When most people retired to sleep for the evening, Sephiroth and Cloud bid them goodnight and would have breakfast ready on the table in the morning. No one was sure if they had slept the night before or not, but in a drunken haze, Cloud had once divulged that he and Sephiroth maybe slept four to six hours twice a week; Sephiroth only sleeping because Cloud did and he would be bored otherwise.
Their eyes could illuminate any room they were in if the power wasn’t on. Often times, if the two of them were home alone, they wouldn’t notice it had gotten dark as they read or played chess or some other strategy game until the others returned from wherever thy had gone and turned them on.
Leon had once been laying shingles on a roof, misstepped and would have fallen to a most unpleasant injury if not death had Sephiroth, who was at the end of the street, not bolted and caught the man in a swirl of leather and dark feathers.
Yuffie pranked and picked on everyone, but was always courteous and somewhat calm around the two even when she downed a pitcher or two of Kool-Ade. When Sora had inquired about it, Yuffie had given him a look like he was stupid and replied, “I’d like to live long enough to get boobs, thanks.”
They could be heard fighting on nights of the full moon, the clang of metal, the swish of leather duster and tattered cape the lullaby they fell asleep to as the echoes reverberated from the Crystal Fissure. If there were sounds that sounded like fighting of another kind, and faded bruises around Cloud’s neck come morning, no one commented.
Yet despite their oddities, a smile was never remiss of them, greetings and hugs—albeit slightly reluctant on Sephiroth’s part—were given in abundance. Breakfast always had everyone’s favourite food, and they did laundry on Sundays.
Sometimes however…
Just…
Blood ran hot, tender memories came to the fore, and they would disappear for days returning battered and bruised and living on with injuries that would down any one of the others for days, reminding everyone yet again that despite outward appearances and how they acted, they just weren’t quite human enough.