(no subject)
Nov. 18th, 2009 09:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinful_lynxTitle: Playing with Fire
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Characters/Pairings: Leon;; Zack/Sephiroth/Cloud
Rating: PG
Warnings: OOCness, abuse towards toys, implied roughness in the bedroom. : D;
Author Note: This was more based on the combination of Sephiroth's three remnants. A bit of Loz, a bit of Kadaj and a bit of Yazoo were thrown into this one. It follows Play Time.
Summary: Sephiroth doesn't take very good care of his toys.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Characters/Pairings: Leon;; Zack/Sephiroth/Cloud
Rating: PG
Warnings: OOCness, abuse towards toys, implied roughness in the bedroom. : D;
Author Note: This was more based on the combination of Sephiroth's three remnants. A bit of Loz, a bit of Kadaj and a bit of Yazoo were thrown into this one. It follows Play Time.
Summary: Sephiroth doesn't take very good care of his toys.
Leon was sure there was more wrong with Sephiroth than Cloud described.
No, he didn't mean how he had a thing for blood, especially Cloud's blood, and the only reason he bothered to stick around was because he had found some strange pleasure in impaling the blonde. He didn't mean his weird habit of calling him 'Lion' or even his stalking abilities (which failed rather miserably, might he add). He meant the fact that the man was sitting on the floor of his room (what was it with those three and his room?) playing with dolls.
He didn't utter a word and he looked rather bored. No Zack, no Cloud, simply a silver-haired demon on his floor. Playing with dolls. Some (namely Zack) would have considered it cute. Leon simply found it rather disturbing. Worse than the time he randomly burst into evil laughter while following him. One too many screws loose, wasn't that the saying?
Still, he had to have hobbies he supposed. And hobbies were fine... but if Sephiroth was going to be be staying there, he needed to get his own damn room.
Leon was about to leave when there was the snapping of something plastic. One by one, each of the dolls, figurines and other various toys in the shape of humans was broken. First hands, if they were big enough, then arms, one before and one after the elbow, then legs (the ankle, the shin, the thigh) before he snapped their heads off and tossed them aside, still looking as if it were no such thing.
"What are you doing?"
Piercing grin eyes lit up. "Strange. I didn't expect you to come so soon. Did you care to play a game with me?"
Before he could give a response, a hand clamped over his mouth, the door shut and Cloud was shoving him down the hall.
Leon already knew he didn't want to know... but he asked anyway. Maybe there was something normal going on? "What..."
"Don't ask. Don't bother him. Just walk away. Slowly. Pretend you never saw him."
"Do I want to know?"
"Ooh! Playtime again?" Zack grinned cheerfully. Apparently, that meant something. To Leon, it meant more inappropriate usage of his bed... inappropriate usage he was not a part of. Inappropriate usage... he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of.
"I wish you wouldn't call it that..."
"I wish you'd stay out of my room..."
"I wish... I could get some cosplay goin' on in here..."
Before Cloud could say a word, Zack was gone and Leon was still without his room.
"Just... wait here."
Leon crossed his arms, tapped his foot, ignored the furtive glances from Yuffie and Aerith at the table and waited.
And waited.
And waited (that thud didn't sound healthy).
And waited some more. How long did it take to clear out his room?
Another thud, a crash, and a few cries later, Zack came down the stairs, limping, sporting a nice shiner, and the blood rolling down his arm looked to be from a bite... but he looked pretty happy considering. "I love playtime." Was all he said before gathering up his sword and going out on some random patrol.
Cloud followed a few moments later, appearing more relaxed but more aware of those around him. "Don't play," Cloud muttered before following Zack's example and heading out the door.
That was nice and all... but what about his room?
No, he didn't mean how he had a thing for blood, especially Cloud's blood, and the only reason he bothered to stick around was because he had found some strange pleasure in impaling the blonde. He didn't mean his weird habit of calling him 'Lion' or even his stalking abilities (which failed rather miserably, might he add). He meant the fact that the man was sitting on the floor of his room (what was it with those three and his room?) playing with dolls.
He didn't utter a word and he looked rather bored. No Zack, no Cloud, simply a silver-haired demon on his floor. Playing with dolls. Some (namely Zack) would have considered it cute. Leon simply found it rather disturbing. Worse than the time he randomly burst into evil laughter while following him. One too many screws loose, wasn't that the saying?
Still, he had to have hobbies he supposed. And hobbies were fine... but if Sephiroth was going to be be staying there, he needed to get his own damn room.
Leon was about to leave when there was the snapping of something plastic. One by one, each of the dolls, figurines and other various toys in the shape of humans was broken. First hands, if they were big enough, then arms, one before and one after the elbow, then legs (the ankle, the shin, the thigh) before he snapped their heads off and tossed them aside, still looking as if it were no such thing.
"What are you doing?"
Piercing grin eyes lit up. "Strange. I didn't expect you to come so soon. Did you care to play a game with me?"
Before he could give a response, a hand clamped over his mouth, the door shut and Cloud was shoving him down the hall.
Leon already knew he didn't want to know... but he asked anyway. Maybe there was something normal going on? "What..."
"Don't ask. Don't bother him. Just walk away. Slowly. Pretend you never saw him."
"Do I want to know?"
"Ooh! Playtime again?" Zack grinned cheerfully. Apparently, that meant something. To Leon, it meant more inappropriate usage of his bed... inappropriate usage he was not a part of. Inappropriate usage... he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of.
"I wish you wouldn't call it that..."
"I wish you'd stay out of my room..."
"I wish... I could get some cosplay goin' on in here..."
Before Cloud could say a word, Zack was gone and Leon was still without his room.
"Just... wait here."
Leon crossed his arms, tapped his foot, ignored the furtive glances from Yuffie and Aerith at the table and waited.
And waited.
And waited (that thud didn't sound healthy).
And waited some more. How long did it take to clear out his room?
Another thud, a crash, and a few cries later, Zack came down the stairs, limping, sporting a nice shiner, and the blood rolling down his arm looked to be from a bite... but he looked pretty happy considering. "I love playtime." Was all he said before gathering up his sword and going out on some random patrol.
Cloud followed a few moments later, appearing more relaxed but more aware of those around him. "Don't play," Cloud muttered before following Zack's example and heading out the door.
That was nice and all... but what about his room?
