Heroin

5.

The young woman weaved her way through the crowd of rambunctious dancers, skirting around a couple of young teenage boys, too entangled in each other to let her pass. Sighing at the silver haired youth who blatantly ignored her jostles, the young woman literally shoved them out the road to get past them properly.

Her feet were aching, she had been in heels for what felt like centuries. Oh how she wanted to slip off her creamy white strappy shoes and soak her tired body in a hot bath however, she had friends to find before she headed home.

Darting through the trails of dancing singles and couples at the edge of the dance floor, the young woman stopped at the bar.

“Tifa? I’m heading home now. Going to call it a night!”

The deep brown haired girl behind the bar smiled warmly at the woman who appeared to be around her age.

“No problem Rin. You have your keys?”

The woman named ‘Rin’ quickly rummaged through her clutch bag before proudly producing her set of keys.

“Yup. Gonna say bye to Selph, Yuna, Kairi and Yuffie! See you at home!”

Tifa stained her hearing two ways as she tried to take an order from a male with flaming red hair and a giggling young blond boy and listen to her sister at the same time.

“Helloooo! Can we have two more?”

“Sorry Axel. Was saying bye to my sister. Two more Aftershocks coming right up. Try the black ones….beautiful but deadly.”

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Leon watched as the young woman in white appeared to say bye to a few other females, one of which he thought he remembered. He knew those bi-coloured eyes and warm smile anywhere. He kept on watching as the woman in white turned swiftly, raven hair cascading down her narrow shoulders, breasts shifting under the satin dress which clung beautifully to her slim but curved frame.

“She has finally put on weight.” Leon mused to himself.

He still watched, as if in a trance as she scraped all of her silky hair over her shoulder and pulled it down her front, two small, black angel wings still sat gracefully at the back of her neck….just like his.

Raising a hand to unconsciously touch the back of his own neck, Leon almost missed the raven haired woman head out the main exit of the club.

“Shit!” Leon shouted as he gathered his thoughts and made to follow her.

“Hey Leon! You outta here?!” Sora called after him, stumbling over with….was that Riku?

Not paying the situation any mind, Leon shouted a quick yes and made tracks for the exit.

Stepping into the cool night, Leon glanced all around for signs of her. Faint heels clicking against concrete caught his attention, following the mantra like sound round a corner and down a small hill, raven and white finally caught his vision.

Quickly catching up to the woman, Leon gathered his courage and called, “Rinoa?”

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Cloud violently shoved the pawing hands of the silver haired male off of his slim body, pulling down his sleeveless black polo neck at the same time.

“Why push me away?”

Cloud ignored the older male by narrowing his gaze, growling at the silver beauty and turning his head from him.

“You and I….we….” “You and I, NOTHING! You cannot do this! You cannot fuck me around! I’m done!”

Sephiroth took a small step backwards as mako green bled into Cloud’s eyes. He was certainly not used to this flaming ball of Sephiroth hate. Oh how he liked it. Oh how he loved it. Oh how he wanted to possess and tame it.

Thinking back to the drugs in his system, an idea hit Sephiroth like a shot of heroin. Turning to walk away, he swiftly reached into his pocket, raising a quick hand to his mouth.

“Fine. So be it Cloud.”

Cloud pedalled back slightly, well he would have physically if he had not already been pinned against a wall. Had Sephiroth just agreed to leave him alone? Had he finally overcome the silver haired god? Had he finally pushed his deep rooted feelings aside?

Breathing a sigh of relief, Cloud made to push himself off of the wall when, before he could even take a step, hands forced themselves against his chest, pushing him back against the wall, a mouth closing over his silenced any screams of protest.

Sephiroth’s hot tongue dipped into Cloud’s mouth, leaving no room for foreplay as it dropped a small pill onto Cloud’s tongue.

Just as fast as the act had commenced, it was over, Sephiroth pulled back smirking down at the shocked blond.

“W-what did you give me?”

Cloud stared up in fear at the leather clad male. A towering 6’2 mass of forced beauty and danger. How years of addiction had destroyed Sephiroth’s once natural beauty. Deep circles covered in translucent concealer. Cold, dark eyes forced to look brighter with eye drops. Drawn in cheek bones through utter malnourishment. However, that hair….that hair retained it’s ethereal shine. Cloud longed to run his fingers through it’s length. The feeling of silk running through his fingers had always been heaven.

And so, Cloud did. His head spun, he felt light, bouncy as he stepped over to Sephiroth and ran his fingers first through the parted bangs at the front of his head, moving swiftly to the long tresses running down the leather clad chest.

“Has that E made you feel calm? Or should I run now?”

Sephiroth watched in unbridled glee as Cloud staggered on the spot slightly before straightening up and smiling brightly at him. A smile he had not seen in years.

Pulling the bouncing blond into his arms, Sephiroth felt the blond pull his body tightly against his own, felt Cloud bury his head in the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Raising a hand and tilting that flushed face up towards his own, Sephiroth tilted his head slightly and lightly brushed his lips over Cloud’s.

“Well?” His whispered, lips still ghosting over the blond’s.

Fingers tightened on the leather covering his biceps as Cloud forced out a shaky breath.

“I….feel….fuck me.”

Deep cat like green narrowed as a broad smirk trailed it’s way across Sephiroth’s face.

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Rinoa whirled round at the sound of her name being called. She couldn’t see the person clearly through the darkness but she recognised that voice. She didn’t need to see his face to conjure up the reply to her name.

“Go home. Away from me.”

Leon took a small step forwards.

“No.” Came Rinoa’s almost shaky reply. “Leave me.”

“I only wanted to talk.”

Rinoa turned away, crossing her arms over her chest. Despite the cool night air, she was boiling. Her stomach knotted inside her, her left leg involuntarily shook beneath her.

“I believe we have said enough.”

“I just wanted to explain.”

Rinoa seethed. Whirling round, she glared death at the male standing in front of her.

“Explain? Explain what? You broke us without even a word of explanation!”

“I….I know I did but, what’s the harm with just talking?”

Rinoa glanced down at the ground beneath her. Talk? She didn’t want to talk to this man. She had devoted a good 5years of her life with him. They had been happy. Talk of marriage and the like then, without any warning, he broke it off. He chose to break the bond they shared with each other. Had it not been for the help of her friends and her sister Tifa by her side, she wouldn’t have made it. Thinking back, Rinoa hated who she had been back then. So needy, so dependant on the male in front of her. She would have travelled to the ends of the earth following him like a little lost puppy. Every move she made, she had to almost seek his approval to do it. Going to University was pushed by him. She wanted to do it but felt she needed his say so to go. Whenever he went out with his friends, she wondered when she would hear from him. Why he had not called or messaged her when he got home. Once or twice, at the crack of dawn after one of his nights out, she would call round his house in a rage because she had not heard from him. Thinking back, yes, Rinoa hated who she had been. Now? She had confidence and did not seek any man’s approval. She certainly didn’t need to talk to him. However, the more she lost herself in her thoughts, the closer he stepped to her without her even realising.

“Rin. Talk to me. I….I need to know that you don’t hate me.”

Still looking at the ground, Rinoa finally glanced up at the soft features of the man she once loved. Staring coldly through the midnight black bangs hiding her deep mocha eyes, Rinoa couldn’t believe the audacity of him.

“Hate you Squall? I don’t hate you. I never could and never will. I pity you.”

Giving a curt smile, she turned on her heel and clicked down the crooked concrete pavement towards the home she shared with her sister.

Leon was taken aback. It had been so long since he had heard his true name.

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It was almost 4am by the time everyone filed out of the club. Hayner had waved Sora off and headed home.

Sora had no idea where Cloud, or Leon for that matter had vanished off to. He spotted Roxas roughly 20feet away from him chatting animatedly to a flame red haired male. He wouldn’t interrupt his fun. Turning to steal a glance at the silver haired youth sitting on the kerbside next to him, Sora grinned impishly.

“What?” Came Riku’s almost agitated reply.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how much of an ass you were this morning. You didn’t even know me and you were such a jerk.”

“That’s just the way I am.” Riku breathed out as he finished the joint he had been smoking.

“Hey! Riku! Lets move man!” Axel shouted, finally breaking away from Roxas.

Riku nodded slightly, his high was wearing off, the alcohol in his system was the only thing keeping him going right now. Staggering to his feet, he made to go back over to his friends.

“Hey, Riku? Can I see you again?”

Smiling slightly at the brunette just 2feet in front of him, Riku said nothing as he nodded once.

Making his way over to Axel, Reno and Demyx. Xemnas and Saïx had long departed. Too wrapped up in each other to let anyone know.

“Hey….where’s Sephiroth?” Riku questioned Axel. Last he knew, Sephiroth had been talking to Axel about something.

“Dunno Riku. Saw him take off with some blond guy. Guess he took him back to yours.”

“Great….just what I need. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Sora watched as Riku retreated with his friends….a shady bunch he thought to himself but, how bad could they be?

Finally tearing his gaze from Riku’s backside, he turned his attention to the giddy Roxas beside him.

“Wanna come back to mine? Tell me bout that red headed guy?”

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Cloud found himself being shoved roughly through the front door to an apartment. He had no idea where he was. He didn’t need to know right now. All he could see was the towering mass of silver sending shockwaves of unadulterated lust through his body.

“Ah Seph!” He choked out as long thin fingers ran over his still clothed backside.

Sephiroth roughly shoved the quaking blond on top of the unmade double bed. Warning Cloud not to move. His high was wearing off and his body felt sick.

“Do not move.”

Sephiroth wandered over to his discarded jacket from earlier that day. Reaching into the breast pocket, he still had some of the gear he had retrieved from Xemnas earlier in the afternoon. Smirking over at Cloud, he began the arduous task of cutting the fine powder. With his hands shaking, it was proving rather difficult.

Goal achieved, the silver haired male deeply inhaled two lines of the drug. Shaking his head slightly, letting his body fall back into the chair he had previously perched himself on, Sephiroth pinched the bridge of his nose and sniffed loudly into the quiet room. Getting his running nose under control, he finally made to move. He noted that the blond was watching him with apt almost fearful interest.

“I’ve changed huh?”

Cloud said nothing. His chest heaved as he held his arms open for the older male to fall into.

“Fuck me….now….”

Cloud’s head was spinning, his world was rotating too fast for his body, he felt light yet sick.

He was in love with this Sephiroth.

He felt it.

Hot.

Cold.

Darkness.

Nothingness.