Makodreams

It was certainly the only thing that was just for show.

Does that make you my sexy secretary?

{ *The image of Sephiroth in a well-cut, sleek suit, hips turned juuuuust so.  Holding a clipboard of course* }

I am also the one gainfully employed.

*Well, there was some logic to that.  Sephiroth didn’t like anyone, but at the same time he did.  Zack and Aerith at least were more than tolerated, whatever he said.  Cloud knew, could trace the lines of deeply hidden happiness and contentment, easy for Sephiroth to ignore and scoff at.  Denzel hadn’t yet wormed his way as deep, but because he meant so much to Cloud, Sephiroth would lay the world to waste for him.*

Is he doing okay?  

{ A burst of warmth, reciprocated feeling.  The tinge of worry.  }

*The undercurrent of distrust toward Rufus would never fade, but since the idea of centralized schooling had come from Yuffie’s chaotic brashness, and because Denzel had asked to go, Cloud had caved.  He worried, though, remembering his own ostracization, and Denzel’s shyness at times.*

*Sephiroth did not have friends.  In his mind, friends were just traitors waiting to happen.*

He’s doing his homework.

{ A light tug, sight overlaying sight. }

That’s what I want to know.  You know Denzel still likes you.

{ And you like me more as well, so what’s the problem? }

*Cloud uses brat!logic*

I don’t care.

Is he doing okay?  

{ A burst of warmth, reciprocated feeling.  The tinge of worry.  }

Are you still salty at him calling me cooler than you?  He’s ten.

{ Cloud doesn’t bother to hide his smugness }

Why would I care about the opinion of a ten year old.

{ And you like me more as well, so what’s the problem? }

Right.  Zack was enthusiastically prickled.  *snorts a laugh*  I sense bullshit thought.  What are you up to?

I just retrieved your orphan from school.

I feel scrambled.  What was I doing?  Where is Zack?  Aerith?

*Needs to be grounded in reality*

A Tumblr blog away….