Drabbles for the sake of Drabbles
It's been a long time since I've been able to sit down and dedicate some time to writing. Now that there's some down time at work (yes, I'm writing these at work-- hence the lack of smut) I'm going to see what I can whip up. Also, keep in mind that I am typing this on a register-- as there is no access to a REAL computer at my job-- so please forgive any misspellings or strange sentences.
Also, my boyfriend finally gave back -one- of my copies of Crisis Core, so guess what I was playing on the train this morning...
Title: Hane wo motteru nara, kitto tobidasu yo. [If you should have wings, you surely will fly away]
Rating: T
Characters: Zack Angeal
The wings never bothered Zack as much as they bothered Angeal. To Zack, they were beautiful-- curious-- things that simply was another part of the man, much like an arm or a leg. It simply was a part of Angeal's person. What did bother him though, was the question as to how his mentor was able to fly with both his wings on only one side. It was only too easy for Zack to imagine the stoic man barrel-rolling his way through the side of the Shinra building.
But otherwise, they really were kind of cool....
Note: I just don't understand how any of them can fly with only one wing each! I can only see it ending badly.
Titile: Shiriai? [You know this person?]
Rating: K
Characters: Zack, Aerith, others
It was rare for Zack to have a day off, but when the planets aligned themselves just so and the Director was feeling is a particularly generous mood, Zack would get a little time to spend out on the town with his girl. At that moment, they were stolling down Loveless Avenue with a lack of anything better to do.
"Hmm, what should we do now," the short brunnett asked.
"Yeah, not much going on, on a Thursday afternoon," he replied "Sorry, Aerith. Should've thought of that before asking you to come all the way up here..."
"It's okay. We'll find something to do."
Together they continued to walk absent mindedly through sidestreets and alley ways, around the fountain, and pass the train station. On their third time pass the same, dull green heap which once had passed as a car, a figure came running towards the couple.
"HEY!" The figure-- a man in his young twenties, with short aurburn hair and amber eyes-- came to a stop in front of them. He had to take a second to catch his breath. "I thought... it was... you! I almost lost you guys twice, but... then there was a flash of black spikes and a pink ribbon... and I knew."
"Err...right," Zack answered once the man finished, looking somewhat uncomfortable. Who was this guy, he wondered. The face wasn't at all familiar, though the voice did ring a bell.
"Enjoying your day off?" The man continued, missing Zack's surprised face when he turned his attention to Aerith a moment later. "And how've you been? It's been a while."
"Good, thank you. And you?" Aerith replied warmly, all the while Zack looked between the two with something akin to shock. An ex-boyfriend? Couldn't be, Aerith said Zack was her first...
"Great! Gonna go catch a movie with that pretty little blonde from 'Administrative Affairs' later. How about you guys? Got plans, or did Zack just call you up and drag you around again?"
When Aerith just giggled, the man continued.
"He's as good at planning a date as he is battle stratergies," he finished with a wink.
"Just a min---"
"Well, There's my date," the aurburn haired man indicated to the fountain, a few meters away with his chin, and the the blonde waving from it. "Later Zack. You too Aerith!"
With that he was gone and the pair were left to themselves once more.
"You know that guy, Aerith?" Zack seethed, staring over Aerith's head at the pair who were slowly moving away from the fountain, towards the train.
"Who? Kunsel?"
Note: I love the idea of Zack not knowing what Kunsel looks like under the helmet as well as the idea of Aerith knowing Kunsel as he is the information guru amoung Shinra, so it only makes sense that they know each other. Also, the blonde, I'll leave up to your imagination as to being Shotgun turk or her sister Elena.
Title: Sonna kao shinaide yo! [Quit making that face!]
Rating: K
Characters: Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal
Location: Banora, Genesis' yard.
Time: 13:00 / Date: September 5th
"Come on, you have to try it at least once!" The redhead pushed the purple fruit into leather gloved hands. The black haired teen nodded in agreement.
"I am not hungry," The silver haired boy replied. He was still full from lunch.
"Come on Seph! This the pride of our hometown we're talking about. Just take a bite!"
"I don't want any."
"He won't shut up until you do... and you know how long he can go on by himself..."
"Angeal! You traitor!"
A sigh then the crunch of fresh fruit being consumed. Expectant eyes watch the pale teen as he chews slowly and then swallows.
"Well?" Two voices ask, although not quite in sync.
"It's an apple. It tastes like apple." His face remains completely blank.
Seconds go by, then a minute. Finally the red head has had enough, "Quit making that face!"
Note: I'm sure people get really annoyed with Sephiorth making the same face so much-- that blank devil may care one. I originally wanted to do a bunch of shorts with him responding to almost all situations with it.
Title: Toranppu monogatari [Poker Tale]
Rating T
Characters: Reno, Rude, Cissnei, Tseng
"I'll raise you fifty and throw ina 'nother twen'ny, just cuz I know I'll win."
"You don't have another twenty, Reno."
"Shut it, ginger." A flick of cigarette ash. "Rude, gimme twen'ny?"
"Reno!" Said twenty is dragged along the table by a boney finger towards the red head's chips.
"Tseng, do something."
"If Rude doesn't care, neither do I. Fold, Cissnei?"
"I have to. I've got nothing... again."
A sigh.
"Too bad, Cissy," Drinks are poured.
"Get tetnis and die, Reno." Ice clanks in Tseng's glass as he takes a sip.
"I'd have'ta screw ya first. That thing's so rusty---"
"Show your cards, Reno." The sound of cards slapping the table.
"Aww, faaa----!"
"Looks like I win again. My straight beats your three of a kind." A feminine giggle and a rough cough accompany the smug voice.
"A'ite. One more game. Winner takes all," The front two legs of a chair meet the floor again and cards are shuffled, then dealt. They study their cards.
"Rude, gimme another twen'ny?"
Note: Felt strange if I left out the Turks.
Also, my boyfriend finally gave back -one- of my copies of Crisis Core, so guess what I was playing on the train this morning...
Title: Hane wo motteru nara, kitto tobidasu yo. [If you should have wings, you surely will fly away]
Rating: T
Characters: Zack Angeal
The wings never bothered Zack as much as they bothered Angeal. To Zack, they were beautiful-- curious-- things that simply was another part of the man, much like an arm or a leg. It simply was a part of Angeal's person. What did bother him though, was the question as to how his mentor was able to fly with both his wings on only one side. It was only too easy for Zack to imagine the stoic man barrel-rolling his way through the side of the Shinra building.
But otherwise, they really were kind of cool....
Note: I just don't understand how any of them can fly with only one wing each! I can only see it ending badly.
Titile: Shiriai? [You know this person?]
Rating: K
Characters: Zack, Aerith, others
It was rare for Zack to have a day off, but when the planets aligned themselves just so and the Director was feeling is a particularly generous mood, Zack would get a little time to spend out on the town with his girl. At that moment, they were stolling down Loveless Avenue with a lack of anything better to do.
"Hmm, what should we do now," the short brunnett asked.
"Yeah, not much going on, on a Thursday afternoon," he replied "Sorry, Aerith. Should've thought of that before asking you to come all the way up here..."
"It's okay. We'll find something to do."
Together they continued to walk absent mindedly through sidestreets and alley ways, around the fountain, and pass the train station. On their third time pass the same, dull green heap which once had passed as a car, a figure came running towards the couple.
"HEY!" The figure-- a man in his young twenties, with short aurburn hair and amber eyes-- came to a stop in front of them. He had to take a second to catch his breath. "I thought... it was... you! I almost lost you guys twice, but... then there was a flash of black spikes and a pink ribbon... and I knew."
"Err...right," Zack answered once the man finished, looking somewhat uncomfortable. Who was this guy, he wondered. The face wasn't at all familiar, though the voice did ring a bell.
"Enjoying your day off?" The man continued, missing Zack's surprised face when he turned his attention to Aerith a moment later. "And how've you been? It's been a while."
"Good, thank you. And you?" Aerith replied warmly, all the while Zack looked between the two with something akin to shock. An ex-boyfriend? Couldn't be, Aerith said Zack was her first...
"Great! Gonna go catch a movie with that pretty little blonde from 'Administrative Affairs' later. How about you guys? Got plans, or did Zack just call you up and drag you around again?"
When Aerith just giggled, the man continued.
"He's as good at planning a date as he is battle stratergies," he finished with a wink.
"Just a min---"
"Well, There's my date," the aurburn haired man indicated to the fountain, a few meters away with his chin, and the the blonde waving from it. "Later Zack. You too Aerith!"
With that he was gone and the pair were left to themselves once more.
"You know that guy, Aerith?" Zack seethed, staring over Aerith's head at the pair who were slowly moving away from the fountain, towards the train.
"Who? Kunsel?"
Note: I love the idea of Zack not knowing what Kunsel looks like under the helmet as well as the idea of Aerith knowing Kunsel as he is the information guru amoung Shinra, so it only makes sense that they know each other. Also, the blonde, I'll leave up to your imagination as to being Shotgun turk or her sister Elena.
Title: Sonna kao shinaide yo! [Quit making that face!]
Rating: K
Characters: Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal
Location: Banora, Genesis' yard.
Time: 13:00 / Date: September 5th
"Come on, you have to try it at least once!" The redhead pushed the purple fruit into leather gloved hands. The black haired teen nodded in agreement.
"I am not hungry," The silver haired boy replied. He was still full from lunch.
"Come on Seph! This the pride of our hometown we're talking about. Just take a bite!"
"I don't want any."
"He won't shut up until you do... and you know how long he can go on by himself..."
"Angeal! You traitor!"
A sigh then the crunch of fresh fruit being consumed. Expectant eyes watch the pale teen as he chews slowly and then swallows.
"Well?" Two voices ask, although not quite in sync.
"It's an apple. It tastes like apple." His face remains completely blank.
Seconds go by, then a minute. Finally the red head has had enough, "Quit making that face!"
Note: I'm sure people get really annoyed with Sephiorth making the same face so much-- that blank devil may care one. I originally wanted to do a bunch of shorts with him responding to almost all situations with it.
Title: Toranppu monogatari [Poker Tale]
Rating T
Characters: Reno, Rude, Cissnei, Tseng
"I'll raise you fifty and throw ina 'nother twen'ny, just cuz I know I'll win."
"You don't have another twenty, Reno."
"Shut it, ginger." A flick of cigarette ash. "Rude, gimme twen'ny?"
"Reno!" Said twenty is dragged along the table by a boney finger towards the red head's chips.
"Tseng, do something."
"If Rude doesn't care, neither do I. Fold, Cissnei?"
"I have to. I've got nothing... again."
A sigh.
"Too bad, Cissy," Drinks are poured.
"Get tetnis and die, Reno." Ice clanks in Tseng's glass as he takes a sip.
"I'd have'ta screw ya first. That thing's so rusty---"
"Show your cards, Reno." The sound of cards slapping the table.
"Aww, faaa----!"
"Looks like I win again. My straight beats your three of a kind." A feminine giggle and a rough cough accompany the smug voice.
"A'ite. One more game. Winner takes all," The front two legs of a chair meet the floor again and cards are shuffled, then dealt. They study their cards.
"Rude, gimme another twen'ny?"
Note: Felt strange if I left out the Turks.