Shinraverse Drabble youko_rayah's fic jarred my brain, and this came out. Enjoy! Oh look! Sephiroth! (Only a little, though.)
Zack’s eyes itched, but he resolutely kept them open and fixed on the sparring pair before him.
He’d always wondered why his clansmen had never bothered to cover their eyes with contacts or some other form of concealment, after all, they were rather conspicuous, but he was quickly learning that lesson: the Sharingan does not like contacts. At all.
He hadn’t known that when he’d first bought the violet contacts, which matched the shade of his normal eyes perfectly, but after only two days, his eyes were feeling very aggravated.
But, they were very useful, regardless of personal discomfort; every chance he had, he would go out and watch the Soldiers spar, memorizing their movements, and then later, he and Cloud would find some out of the way place, and he would teach his friend whatever moves he’d seen that day. Both he and Cloud, were improving much faster than the other cadets, and had already managed to catch the eye of a few of the higher-ups- the evidence of which was currently standing on the far side of the gym, fierce green eyes focused on the teen with an unreadable expression.
Deciding that he’d seen enough for the day, he stood up, dusting his pants down, before going to find his blonde friend.