Squall's Dark Ambition

Squall shivered, after stopping home to 'pick up' a few things, he returned to his angel's home and spent the night outside near the couples home; far enough away that he would go unnoticed by anyone walking by. By now it was almost light and Squall raised his shaking hand up to view the watch on his wrist. It was almost six o'clock on the dot. He decided it was close enough to when Cloud would awaken to head out for his deliveries. He decided last night what exactly he would do. He couldn't sleep; so going over his plans seemed to be the most sensible thing to do. He moved quickly and quietly to hide outside Cloud and Zack's bedroom window. He was tired but he knew he had to stay awake and wait for his angel to leave. He had to execute his plan carefully and flawlessly. He couldn't allow his angel to suspect anything out of the ordinary. He wanted to light a cigarette; it would help him stay awake and it would certainly calm his nerves which were building by the second. But before he could reach in his jacket pocket to grab the pack he heard the alarm clock ringing in the bedroom from where he was standing next to the window. He couldn't help but smirk in anticipation.

Inside the bedroom Cloud stirred from his blissful sleep. He opened his eyes just enough to see the course of the annoying noise before, rather grumpily, reaching over to turn it off. He rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling for a moment sighing; he had to get up to go to work. He had quite a few deliveries to do and the last thing he wanted to hear was Tifa's "Dilly Dally Shilly Shally" speech again. Cloud groaned mentally as he sat up in deep thought. He didn't want to go; he'd rather sleep in with Zack; it always seemed to frustrate him when he had to leave his lover's warm protective embrace. Cloud was so deep in trace he hadn't noticed the pair of groggy blue orbs staring up at him, "Penny for your thoughts.." Zack inquired his voice laced with a quick yawn.

Cloud smiled softly speaking sarcastically, "Just mauling over how fun work is going to be..."

Zack chuckled lightly and winked, "Awww... Well can't be too much fun if I'm not there." His smirk graced his features, "It'll go by quick enough... Than you can rush home and make it up to me."

Cloud only smiled lightly nudging his partner, "We'll see, I'm going to take a shower before I leave..."

Cloud stepped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom door. Before he could disappear behind the door he heard Zack yell after him eagerly, "Need any help?"

Cloud smirked his back still facing Zack as he waved him off, "You do that and I'll never get to work."

"That wouldn't be such a bad thing," Zack pointed out.

Cloud only shook his head still grinning, "You can be the one to tell Teef' why I wasn't able to do any delivers today."

Zack snuggled back into his blankets and buried his head into his pillow pouting, "You win..."

Cloud chuckled softly and stepped into the bathroom to take his shower. He only takes a grand total of ten minutes to wash and get ready to leave. He smiles stopping on his way out to give his now sleeping lover a quick kiss on the slumbering man's forehead.

Squall watches as his angel exits from his home and hops on his bike. Fenrir roars to life before Cloud speds away to pick up his deliveries for the day. Squall's smirk is fading as he realizes it's time for him to put his plan into action. He feels his breath constrict in his chest and his fists ball and relax at his sides. He wasn't afraid; no... he was... excited. His smirk returned after taking in a deep breath. He checked the area before grabbing his bag and making his way to his angel's door. His hand rested on the door knob and he paused momentarily before slowly turning the knob. Luckily his angel was to trust worthy; the door was unlocked. He would remind his love to be more careful next time. Quietly he manuvered through the house into the room where Cloud's 'former' lover, Squall grinned, lay asleep and unaware. Squall soon stood over the raven-haired man his grin never wavering. He grabbed the long wooden object poking out from his bag. The bat felt light in his hands as he pulled it out of his bag; the adrenaline kicked in. Squall silently cursed as something ruffled his bag and he quickly took the bat out watching to make sure Zack was still asleep. Zack smiled his eyes still closed as he was stirred from his sleep. Zack hadn't thought much about the noise, thinking it was just his lover being forgetful as he often was.

Zack yawned and went to open his eyes, "Did you forget somethi..." They went wide as a quick swing of the bat connecting to Zack's skull ceased the words from his mouth. His vision turned black as his eyes rolled back into his skull. Blood began to drip for the welt that grew on the side of Zack's head from the impact of the bat. Squall licked his lips trying to moisten them. Squall than quickly put his bag down and shuffled through its contents. He pulled out a roll of duct tape tapping it against his hand before standing over Zack and beginning to go to work. He taped Zack's his hands together and than his worked on Zack's ankles. He taped them until he was content that the boy wouldn't be able to move. He than lifted Zack up onto his shoulder and started towards the garage. Zack, he knew, had a very lovely care and he was eager to give it a test drive.

He grapped the keys hanging on the wall next to the door and walked into the basement; Zack hanging limply over his shoulders. He made it quickly to the car and used the key to pop open the truck. It was a tight fit but the last thing he was worried about was Zack's 'comfort'. Squall all but tosses Zack into the back and pushes his long legs in folding them behind him. He slams the trunk shut and smiles to himself as he makes his way back into the apartment. He made sure to take all of Zack's clothes from the closets and dresser. It was easy to decipher who's clothes were who's. Zack was taller than Cloud was; so Squall just took anything he knew his angel wouldn't fit into. He shoved them in a garbage bag he found under their sink and made his way back to the car. Opening the driver side door he tossed the bag in and sat down in the car. He shut his door and inserted the key twisting it to twitch the car's engine to life. He smiled mentally going over how easy this was; how perfect it was going so far. He pushed the button to open the garage door and slowly pulled out and onto the road. He soon sped off for the long trip. He didn't intend on bringing Zack back to his home. Nor anywhere near here. He knew he had to keep Zack somewhere no one would look for him; and he had such a place in mind.

After a tedious forty minute drive he pulls onto a dirt road and travels down the bumpy terrian for almost another two or three miles before reaching a small log cabin. He climbs out of the car and opens up the trunk. Squall reachs down and pulls the boy out of the trunk. He notes that the man is groaning and showing signs of semi-consiseness. He reminds himself that he needs to move quickly. He tosses Zack over his shoulder once again making his way inside the cabin. Once in the cabin drops the boy onto the floor without any care. The impact makes Zack groan again and curl in on himself. Zack's hands slowly begin to reach toward his aching head. Squall takes the opportunity to grab the shackles; which he was proud to say he welded together himself not to shabby you might say. He removes the duct tape than snaps the shackles around Zack's ankles; the chain linked to them long enough to allow the boy to reach the kitchen, bathroom, and living area.

Squall's grin widened as he stepped back watching Zack reel himself back into reality.

"Ugh....Clo..ud... Where...?" Zack's blue orb peered from beyond his slanted eyes as he forced them to take in thier new environment; the light making it painful to do so. He didn't recongize his surrounds and he all but flitched involuntarily as his eyes settled on a pair of black boots in front of him. His dizzy vision making it's way to Squall's face. Zack;s breath hitched and he tensed; he snapped back into reality in an instant. He pulled at his tape hands and his eyes widened at the sound of chains clicking around his ankles. His eyes narrowed dangerously, "Who the fuck are you! Where did you bring me!"

Squall only smiled and spoke with a chilling calm, "This is where you'll be staying. You have access to the bathroom, the kitchen, and this room."

"Like hell I'm staying here," than it dawned on Zack, "If you touched Cloud I swear to god I will fucking tear you limb from limb!!"

Zack's eyes glowed with his threat as every muscle tensed and bulged. Squall only allow his smile turn into a wide smirk, "I haven't gotten that far yet... but don't worry. I plan on taking care of my angel now that you're out of the picture."

Zack held his breath as he digested the words. Who the fuck was this guy. Why did he kidnap him and what the fuck did he want with his Cloud.

"You fucking stay away from him!!"

"I don't think you're in much of a position to yell demands to me," Squall hissed in amusement," You have enough to survive for the next couple of weeks, I'll be back to check up on you every so often. So be on your best behavior."

Squall turned on his heel before walking out of the door locking it behind him. Zack would need a key if he had any hope of leaving. The windows were barred and only a key could open the doors to the cabin; another personal project of Squall's.

Now he could return home and wait for his angel. And he knew just where he would find him....All he had to do was be patient.

----------- 2 days later -------------

Squall entered Seventh heaven and had to force himself to hide the smirk now forming across his lips. It was a tragic but welcomed sight; his angel sat at the bar speaking with Tifa. He looked worn, he was leaning forward in his chair making his back hunch. Even in such poor posture Squall couldn't help but adore the tragic beauty before him; the boy's eyes were a bit red. No doubt from shed or unshed tears, Squall wasn't sure of which. His hair seemed a bit messier; if at all possible and his lips looked incrediably pale. Squall took in a small breath before making his way to the bar, catching part of the conversation spoken before the two as he approached.

"...I don't understand Teef'. I don't understand why he left without a word... to anyone...to me..."

Tifa's expression looked pained as she comtemplated on the words to comfort Cloud, "Maybe he just needed a little time away from everyone. Maybe he didn't say anything because he knew you would go chasing after him. For all you know he could be sitting home right now..."

"Teef...," Cloud spoke in a harsh warning before he apologized under his breath and spoke more softly, "It's alright... you don't have to..."

Squall took a seat two seats from his angel and Tifa frowned slightly as she turned her attention to the new comer to the bar. She faked a smile, "What can I get for you hun?"

"SoCo on the rocks, tall please...," Squall smiled gently as the woman complied and turned to make his drink. Squall's eyes settled on the angel who sat so close to him as he spoke, "Teef' can you make me the same, no ice."

She only nodded with her back still turned as she grabbed another glass. Squall pretending that he just recongized his angel as his savior spoke up, "Wait...You're... Cloud right?"

Cloud's eyes dragged up to the figure with an arched brow as he scanned Squall's face. Squall felt his heart beating hard in his chest; would his angel remember him?

"You're.. You were outside the bar...," Cloud spoke as if confirming the memory in his own mind. "Are you alright," he finally broke his thought.

Squall wanted to smile ear to ear but managed only to allow a small grin, "Yeah, fine fine. I was caught off guard that night.. I wasn't expecting it." Squall took this opportunity to sit down next to Cloud.

"You look kind of beat; are you alright yourself?" Squall inquired knowing damn well what it was that had gotten Cloud so upset.

"It's..," Cloud begun but quickly silenced himself as Tifa slid both drinks on the bar, " It's nothing..."

Squall only raised a brow at the boy's obvious lie. But decided not to pry; he didn't want to be pushy. He was silently pondering what to say next but thankfully Cloud spoke.

"Why were those guys after you?"

Squall took a swig of his drink and slightly grimaced before speaking, "I ran into the big guy the night before; he got a little to fresh for my liking..." Squall just smiled as he remembered the fat man tumbling off his stool. Cloud only chuckled softly; still a hint of saddness hung damp in his throat but a chuckle none the less, "I think I understand."

It was Squall's turn to speak as Cloud began to down his drink. Squall paused as he watched the amber liquid greedily being sucked up by the blonde. Squall's brow both raised as the boy tapped his glass on the table grabbing Tifa's attention for a refill; SoCo was 100 proof... he was wondering how the boy could simply chug it as if it were water, especially warm. Squall shrugged it off as he spoke, "So...Why did you... jump in to...."

Cloud took another long sip of his refilled cup before setting it down and wiping his mouth, "Protect you?" The words were blurted out; no doubt because of the scowl Cloud held on his face because of the taste of the liquor. Squall only nodded urging Cloud to continue.

Cloud's eyes shut and he sighed as he tilted his head back. A faint blush making it's way to his cheeks; Squall was sure it was from the large quanity of liquor the boy already consumed.

"He would..he would've done the same for me...," Cloud opened his eyes as his gaze fell to the cup rested inbetween his hands, "At least...I thought so..."

Squall frowned knowing who he spoke of and only responded with another gulp of his own liquor.

"I couldn't...I couldn't allow something like that to happen and not do anything about it," Cloud finally finished and the answer contented Squall. The blonde took the opportunity to chug the rest of his drink before placing it down on the counter; tapping it again for another refill.

When Tifa came over Cloud spoke up, "Something stronger Teef'.." She nodded hesitantly as she turned to fix him another drink.

A few more glasses of rum and liquor later Cloud's face was blushing like mad and slurring over his words. Squall; much to his own contentment; noticed Cloud to be talkitive and friendly drunk. Not only friendly but 'intimate'. The boy made it a point to make some sort of physical contact as they spoke. Squall had to shiver and bite his lip everytime Cloud would brush against him. Squall felt himself almost being sent over the edge when Cloud leaned forward to whisper in his ear; his lips gently brushing up against Squall's ear unintentionally, "Canou waalk me home? I think I'm a lille drunk..."

Squall smiled, "Of course..."

On the way to Cloud's home Squall had to all but carry the boy home. He didn't mind. The feeling of Cloud's body pressing against his own; the intimate warmth that radiated from the man at his side. He was in heaven and his angel was right there beside him. He frowned when they finally reached the door of Cloud's apartment. Squall stood behind Cloud as he stumbled with his keys to unlock the door. Cloud hummed in victory when he finally managed to swing the door open. Cloud slowly turned to Squall unsure of himself. He didn't really know what he was doing... He was hurt and he felt utterly alone. Zack had just left him; no word or notice. No letter, nothing. He just packed and left. And Cloud just didn't want to be alone.

"C-Can you... stay here...tonight..," Cloud struggled with the words. His mind screamed at the suggestion; Zack was the one and only. However his body ached for comfort. He needed something physical to keep him grounded. Squall nodded his voice catching in his throat his heart pounding in his chest. Cloud only smiled softly before stepping inside and waving him to come in. Squall walked into the apartment and smiled as he turned to say something to Cloud as he shut the door. He was quickly silenced as he felt a pair of soft lips claim his. They were hestitant and unsure; but they were his angels lips. Squall's knees melted and he felt as though his body would cave in on itself. His shaky hands made their way over Cloud's shoulder and up the back of his neck massaging his hair line. Cloud moaned softly at the comforting touch; he knew this was wrong and he wasn't sure he even wanted it. But feeling needed, feeling wanted; he had to experience it again. Zack had left him so mixed up; little did he know his lover was abandoned in a cabin over forty minutes away.

Cloud lead the boy to the bedroom their lips moving feverishly together; sloppy drunk kisses falling everywhere and anywhere they could reach. Hands fumbled over their upper bodies as Squall pressed Cloud down onto the bed. He wanted so bad to tear the clothes from Cloud's body; to do all the things he witnessed Zack do to his angel. Only he wanted to do more; he wanted to make his angels face twist in unbareable pleasure. He wanted his angel to moan his name. Squall unable to control his hips began to grind against Cloud's producing a small whimper from the blonde. Squall's hand inched up and under Cloud's shirt to run over his chest. He watched, facisnated, as Cloud bit his lip; his eyes hazy. As he claimed Cloud's lips once again he moved his tongue to lick at his lips begging for them to part and allow him entrance. Cloud complied after a few attempts by Squall's invading tongue. Squall than dropped his hands to run down Cloud's body to work at the boy's pants. He quickly felt Cloud tense and winced as the boy grabbed almost painfully tight at Squall's wrist to stop him. When Squall drew his head back in question he saw Cloud's tear streaked face as he mouthed 'I can't..'

Squall sighed softly and drew the shattered boy in his arms pulling him up on the mattress. He played with the boy's light blonde locks and attempted to sooth the boy pulling a blanket over them as they rested back on the pillows. Cloud shook violently as he cried muttering over and over like a mantra ' I can't ' and ' I'm sorry '. Squall; even though he felt pain throbbing from his neglected sex; was content in holding the boy close to him as the blonde fell asleep in his arms. He had to remind himself, it was all in due time. He didn't sleep that night; instead he watched the slumbering boy wrapped in his arms. He concentrated on matching their breathing together so their chests rose and fell together. His angel was beautiful. Squall placed his free fingers on his swollen lips; and he tasted far better than he could have ever imagined. Squall grinned wickedly. Everything was going far better than he had expected; it wouldn't be too long that he would claim his angel for his own. And he was postive that Zack wouldn't be a threat any longer.

-- In the Cabin 40 minutes away --

Zack pulled restlessly against his confides. He barely slept, all he could think about was breaking these chains and saving Cloud before that mad man found him. He would be damned if that man laid a finger on his Chocobo!