FFVII ficlet: Summoning Ghosts omake
Omake to Summoning Ghosts [PG, Cloud/Sephiroth, silly]
He was staring blindly out of the window, wrapped up in an inner conversation and the embracing warmth of Sephiroth's presence when the door flew back on its hinges, hitting the wall with a sharp crack. Starting violently, Cloud whirled, one hand groping for his sword hilt and the other going to the chain around his neck that held Sephiroth's materia.
"Where is the old bastard?" Yuffie stormed into the room, looking more than a little dishevelled. "Making me come all this way on the boat - I'm gonna kill him!"
"…Cid already left." Cloud couldn't quite stop his fingers from closing protectively about the materia, and winced when her eyes followed the movement, brightening.
"Hey, a new one!" He stepped back as she stepped forward, shaking his head.
"No way. Don't even think about it."
"Aww, don't be so stingy. Don't you trust me? What is it?" Yuffie reached out, completely ignoring all concept of personal space, and he ducked away hastily, Sephiroth's quiet confusion echoing his own resignation.
Does she make a habit of materia theft? he asked silently, voice audible only to Cloud.
"It's mine." Cloud stepped back warily; he should have known this was coming. "Any materia but this one, Yuffie."
"Really? Awesome! I want Knights of the Round!"
Cloud winced, feeling Sephiroth's amusement seeping through to his own mind. "…all right."
*later*
"What is it, anyway? Ultima? Master Magic?"
"…mine."
"But what is it? Clouuuuuuud!"
"…Sephiroth."
"What?!"
"Um."
He was staring blindly out of the window, wrapped up in an inner conversation and the embracing warmth of Sephiroth's presence when the door flew back on its hinges, hitting the wall with a sharp crack. Starting violently, Cloud whirled, one hand groping for his sword hilt and the other going to the chain around his neck that held Sephiroth's materia.
"Where is the old bastard?" Yuffie stormed into the room, looking more than a little dishevelled. "Making me come all this way on the boat - I'm gonna kill him!"
"…Cid already left." Cloud couldn't quite stop his fingers from closing protectively about the materia, and winced when her eyes followed the movement, brightening.
"Hey, a new one!" He stepped back as she stepped forward, shaking his head.
"No way. Don't even think about it."
"Aww, don't be so stingy. Don't you trust me? What is it?" Yuffie reached out, completely ignoring all concept of personal space, and he ducked away hastily, Sephiroth's quiet confusion echoing his own resignation.
Does she make a habit of materia theft? he asked silently, voice audible only to Cloud.
"It's mine." Cloud stepped back warily; he should have known this was coming. "Any materia but this one, Yuffie."
"Really? Awesome! I want Knights of the Round!"
Cloud winced, feeling Sephiroth's amusement seeping through to his own mind. "…all right."
*later*
"What is it, anyway? Ultima? Master Magic?"
"…mine."
"But what is it? Clouuuuuuud!"
"…Sephiroth."
"What?!"
"Um."