The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)
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				Title: <strong>The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 23:14:22</strong>
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				The training hall was quiet and rather dark, lit only by the small night lights that adorned the metallic ceiling, bathing the rather bland room in a dim yellow glow. It was rather late; the day's training was over and as such most cadets were either in their rooms sleeping or using the few hours off they had to venture into Midgar and visit the various bars and clubs the city had to offer. Some however, decided to remain at the barracks to practice further into the night; the more diligent ones who were either determined to succeed or worried about their performance.<br><br>Cloud was one of those, though more the latter. He worried a great deal about his combat ability, if only because he was rather shorter and smaller than the other cadets, and had little in the way of field experience... He was also the victim of many taunts regarding his rather unruly and gravity-defying hair, which often caused him to blush furiously and falter in his lessons. On his own however, he flourished able to focus perfectly on the many swings, trusts and parries of the large blade that he gripped within his hands, it gradually becoming something of an extension of his arms.<br><br>The training dummy creaked ominously as he swung downwards, the dulled blade striking hard upon it's shoulder, causing it to crack and fall to the ground with a loud thud, to which Cloud jumped slightly and stepped back, breathing heavily. "Ah... Oh no... I bet I get in trouble for this..." He mumbled worriedly, glancing about the room briefly before he lifted a gloved hand to wipe the sweat off his brow. What should he do? Should he try to fix it? He had no idea how to and so he decided to call short his nightly session, clearing his throat and making his way from the room.<br><br>He swung the practice blade over his shoulder and hurried along the many identical corridors, smiling sheepishly at anyone he passed in an attempt to look as innocent as possible, however as it was it only served to make him seem more guilty... Still, it was late, hopefully he wouldn't run into anyone who would call him up on his demeanour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:28:18</strong>
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				Late nights and heavy workloads were commonplace for the great General Sephiroth. When the silver-haired warrior wasn't on the battlefield, he was stuck within his room, tending to the multitude of requests that came in from all over the globe. They pleaded with Shinra to assist them in their endeavors, and much as Sephiroth would have enjoyed helping the majority of them... the president wasn't the kindest of men. He was a downright greedy son of a bitch that saw no profit in helping a group of people that had no money or... well, not enough to satisfy his desires. Someone had to do the paperwork and who better to ask than the most beloved of their soldiers? After all, the last actual action that Sephiroth had gotten was a simple monster extermination request, perhaps two or three months ago. They had to keep the silver-maned killing machine focused on something, right?<br><br>Tonight was a night that he had abandoned his workload in favor for something relating to more of his baser instincts. A simple training session on his own, as opposed to the classes that he taught during the weekdays. The classes were only reserved for the most special of cadets, and Sephiroth himself had to give the all right for their inclusion, so only two or three of the cadets each year would be able to get inside. This year was no different, as the only person who had gotten in so far was the friend of a certain blond that was walking down the hallway. Zack Fair had gotten included into the program, much to the chagrin of his peers. Of course, no one really had the guts to go up to the great general in fear of being admonished or being turned down. <br><br>Not only that, but Sephiroth's appearance was just as intimidating. Towering over not only his equals but the cadets, body finely sculpted under mako treatment and brutal training... who wouldn't be terrified of him?<br><br>Today, Sephiroth was garbed in more casual dress as opposed to his normal battle clothing. Who would have thought that the great general would dress just as the others did when they slept? A pair of dark, silk pajama pants would hang from the man's hips and detail the toned musculature of his powerful legs underneath. Along with that, a simple white sleeping shirt fit the contours of his strong torso. His footsteps were not their usual heavy tone, for his boots had been removed and he was walking barefoot. Emerald eyes, infused with mako since his birth, would catch sight of the young cadet soon enough and a brow would lift in curiosity. He couldn't take his time to learn everyone's name, but he did know this one.<br><br>Cloud Strife. Taken into the program of Shinra and yet he was still so small compared to everyone else.<br><br>"Strife, correct?" The general would inquire, stopping himself as he stood before the much smaller man. The look upon the boy's face... suspicious. As if he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "What are you doing up so late?" There was a slight curfew rule, though Sephiroth was never one to enforce it. If the cadets woke up and didn't complain because of it, he had no problem. His silver hair would be tied back into a ponytail, keeping it out of his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 02:08:22</strong>
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				Cloud's brilliant blue eyes shifted constantly from side to side, teeth lightly nibbling on his lower lip as he&nbsp; continued on his way through the corridor. Perhaps he was fretting far too much over something as simple as a broken training dummy, but the blond had a bad habit for making a big deal out of nothing; something that caused yet further jokes to come in his direction. His hands were clenched at his sides, fingers clenching and unclenching due to nerves. What if he had to pay for the dummy? he barely had any savings... What if he would have to do extra work as punishment? What if there was some sort of discipline programme for 'rowdy' behaviour? True, he was anything but rowdy... But one could never tell how Shinra would take certain actions.<br><br>It was then that he heard a somewhat stern and powerful voice barely a foot in front of him, and his eyes widened as the tones were instantly recognised. A strange yelping sound passed between his startled lips as he stopped hastily, almost walking right into the General before he raised his head slowly to look up at Sephiroth's face, swallowing thickly. He soon looked back down again, choosing instead to stare fixidly at the floor; the man had an aura of respect and power about him, and it was difficult to stare directly at him... Also, if Cloud was honest with himself, the General had to body of a finely sculptured statue; perfectly formed muscles, a tall and graceful stance, wonderful and haunting eyes... The young cadet shook his head lightly, blond spikes waving slightly in the air as his cheeks flushed.<br><br>It wouldn't do for him to become distracted.<br><br>"I-I, ah... I was training, Sir." He mumbled quietly, stuttering horribly before he jolted upright and preformed a hasty salute, his eyes resting briefly on the General's handsome face before (as always) they lowered to the floor. "I-I'm sorry, Sir... I should get back to my... To my room... Ah... Sorry..." he mentally kicked himself at how foolish he must have sounded before he lowered his saluting hand and stepped to the side for Sephiroth to pass. He assumed the general would want nothing else from him; he was a lowly cadet, had barely been a part of the training programme six months... he could hardly offer the Great Sephiroth anything of interest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 04:07:37</strong>
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				This blond was skittish and Sephiroth could tell. Perhaps at one point he had been that way, but at least he could cope with the young cadet. Being here all alone, the youngest, and definitely the smallest... he couldn't have the best confidence in the world about his fighting skills. It was most likely why he had been training at such a late hour while everyone else was sound asleep in their dorm rooms. The general's eyebrow would lift in curiosity while he stood there, listening to him explain himself in a stuttering manner. It was as if he imagined he'd be admonished for something as simple as training. "Hm. Training?" He inquired slightly, letting out a warm chuckle as he stood there with his arms over his broad chest.<br><br>"Of course. I'd imagine you'd be tired after training at this hour. Do keep your chin up, Strife." He advised, mulling over something in his head. Yes, he had a plan and perhaps it would help the boy out a bit. He knew that if one was unsure of themselves in a facility like this, it was like being a lamb in the middle of a pack of wolves. Cloud would no doubt be eaten up if he didn't get a bit more confidence. He would look through Cloud's files later in order to find out the time of his training class so he could drop by and observe.<br><br>"Do have an easy night, Strife." He would give a bow of his head, even going so far as to reach out and ruffle his hair as he passed by. Into the darkness of the hallway he went, the occasional light making his silver hair glimmer. Before Cloud knew it, he was outside, disappearing behind the swinging door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 04:19:19</strong>
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				Te young cadet nodded simply at the questioning comment, lightly clearing his throat as he continued to stare downward at his shoes, shuffling about ever so slightly; being watched by Sephiroth was rather like being stared down by a lion, intimidating and yet oddly, Cloud found himself occasionally stealing glances upward at those dazzling emerald eyes. They were unlike any others, granted all Solider members were infused with mako, however the General seemed to be different; better, more perfected... Cloud blushed at the thoughts that ran through his head, hanging his head further in an attempt to hide it.<br><br>Zack would doubtlessly tease him terribly if he ever found out about the crush... Oh lord, what if the black haired man already knew? Cloud panicked slightly at the thought, making a mental note to somehow breach the topic when next he met with his one friend before he snapped back to attention as Sephiroth spoke again. "M-my chin up...?" He repeated; had the Great Sephiroth just told him to keep his chin up? It was all Cloud could do to stop himself bursting into a fit of immature and foolish giggles before his already reddened cheeks flushed brighter at the light ruffling of his hair, turning to watch as Sephiroth left.<br><br>"Why does everyone do that...?" He mumbled, hands reaching upward to smooth down his hair. It, of course, did no good as the spikes seemed to have a life of their own anyway, and as such he simply sighed and began to make his way back to the dorm, a small smile on his features. He had just had something of a conversation with the greatest Solider in history... The young man was rather starstruck as he ducked into the dorm, collapsing heavily upon the bed.<br><br>"I don't believe it..." He said to himself as he folded his arms beneath his head, eyes slipping closed. "Wait 'till Zack hears... I talked with the General..." He chuckled quietly before he finally drifted off to sleep, being certain to get up early and arrive first in the training hall in order to chat with said black haired Soldier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 04:49:56</strong>
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				"Yo, Cloud. You all right, man?" Zack would wave his hand in front of the young cadet's face, grinning from ear to ear at the sight of his young roommate. He and Cloud had hit it off wonderfully on the first day that they had arrived at the training facility, so they naturally wanted to room together. Luckily, Zack was there to ward off anyone who wanted to tease Cloud or anything like that, for no one was going to make his friend's life hell without answering to Mr. Zack Fair, after all! "You've been stumbling around all morning and your face is all pink. You thinkin' about some special girl or something?" He stuck his tongue out, leaning down to be eye-level with his young roommate. Before Cloud had time to answer, the entire squad would gasp in shock, immediately standing to attention.<br><br>"General! I didn't know you'd be stopping by!" The captain leading the cadets would laugh, giving a happy salute to the towering, silver-haired warrior. Sephiroth rarely ever dropped by another class unless it was his own, so this was quite an experience and definitely something for the cadets to brag about to their friends. <br><br>"It was unplanned. I'm only here to observe and see what the skills of these boys are." Sephiroth explained, his arms crossing over his solid chest. He looked about the young men and let his eyes linger on Cloud, who stuck out like a sore thumb due to his hair. Zack wasn't much different, though his dark hair seemed to be a bit more naturally-occurring than his counterpart. He eased himself down to settle against the wall while the captain cleared his throat.<br><br>"You heard the general, boys! Let's begin!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:01:28</strong>
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				Cloud had indeed managed to rouse himself and hurry to the training ground, and had smiled slightly at Zack as he was greeted, waving slightly in return. "Oh, good morning Zack... I'm alright, but I have something to tell you, it's really something...!" At least, it was to the young cadet; Zack often spoke with Sephiroth and so would most likely laugh at how he reacted, but he felt like he had to tell someone. As it was, the older man spoke again before he could, and a flush came to his features, the thought of revealing last night's chat vanishing from his mind. "A-A girl? N-No! No I'm not thinking about a girl!" He exclaimed, somewhat louder than was necessary, and he glanced around to see several raised eyebrows in his direction.<br><br>Smooth, Cloud...<br><br>He then jumped and turned sharply to the door at Sephiroth's entrance, lips parting in silent awe as he simply watched, sapphire eyes widening as it seemed the general would be staying to observe... His nerves effectively tripled instantly, a small whimper passing between his lips as he swallowed thickly and nodded as the command to begin training was given.<br><br>He stared for several long moments at the dummy that opposed him, shifting his hands to hold the large blunted blade firmly within his fingertips. "Focus, Cloud... Focus... It's fine, you can do this..." He swallowed, glancing briefly to Sephiroth out of the corner of his eye before he shook his head and tried to rid his mind of the thoughts of being watched. Slowly he stepped back into a low battle stance, taking a deep breath before he moved forward, stabbing and arching the blade with relative ease, striking at the various key points as he had been instructed. His motions, while being somewhat shaky and clearly filled with nerves, were still rather precise and effective, his eyes narrowed in concentration.<br><br>He could only focus so intently for so long however, and he overextended his arms for a wide swing, his eyes widening as the momentum carried his body forward and he staggered, falling against the dummy with a small thud. Cheeks flushed a bright red he shook his head and hastily stepped back, praying that no one (least of all Sephiroth) noticed his foolish blunder before he resumed his drills.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 16:01:57</strong>
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				The skills of these cadets weren't too bad. Some of them needed more polishing while others were outstanding, though it was a certain spiky-headed blond that caught his attention. He went through his exercises diligently and even when he messed up, he dusted himself off and returned right back to doing so. He knew what it felt like to be in Cloud's position. A basic outcast, different from everyone else and having to work twice as hard to prove himself.<br><br>"So, general? See anyone that catches your eye for special training?" The captain inquired, looking around silently. Sephiroth was quiet while he bobbed his foot up and down, those emerald eyes fixated on Cloud's form. While the others might have been a bit more skilled with the sword, Cloud's form was near-perfect and that was one of the most important features when it came to fighting. He took a glance to Zack who had furrowed his brows and gave a slight wave to Sephiroth, unsure of what was going to happen.<br><br>"Strife." He spoke simply, those deep words rumbling loud enough for the training to stop and all eyes direct toward Cloud. Even Zack widened his eyes, holding his sword tightly in his hand while he glanced to the blond trainee. Cloud? Sephiroth was picking Cloud to be in the higher-up classes?<br><br>Sephiroth didn't need to explain himself, though. He simply rose onto his feet and dusted his coat off before heading toward the door. "Be here at 1500 hours." And with that, the general disappeared out the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 17:00:37</strong>
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				When his name was spoken, Cloud as sure he had misheard; he had just fallen over in plain view of the General, after all... it couldn't get much worse than that, surely? And yet, as he stopped in his training drills, lowering the blade to rest the tip against the floor, he cast his gaze slowly about the room to see everyone staring at him with expressions of disbelief and shock. He looked briefly to Zack with wide eyes before he focused on Sephiroth, lips opening and closing several times and he tried and failed to speak, eventually settling on a simple and hurried, "Y-Yes, Sir!"<br><br>For several moments after Sephiroth had left, the room remained quiet, all eyes continuing to remain on Cloud, the occasional murmur passing through the other cadets; "Really? Strife?", "Why was he picked?", "Maybe it's a catchup programme?" The blond did his best to ignore the comments, cheeks burning in embarrassment as he turned back to the training dummy, raising his blade once again as he continued on with his drills.<br><br>It was difficult to do so, however, when his mind was abuzz with frantic thought and worry; why was he picked? There were other, much better cadets in the room, that was easy to see... Did he have potential that the General saw? A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he thought this before he soon shook his head. No, h certainly didn't feel like he had a particular aptitude for combat... The added horror of motion sickness was also a heavy point against him... Still, he tried to remind himself that Sephiroth knew Solider better than anyone, and as such he would have made the right choice...<br><br>Maybe...<br><br>1500 hours... He couldn't be late.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 23:56:49</strong>
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				Sephiroth knew that his decision had been right. If not for the fact that he greatly sympathized with Cloud's presence within the headquarters, but for the fact that having a good form was the most important in the repertoire of fighting knowledge. Cloud had that down pat and with the proper grooming to his training skills, he was quite positive that Cloud would be one of the best warriors in all of the headquarters itself.<br><br>When 1500 rolled around, Sephiroth was sitting quietly within the training room, his blade unsheathed and being cleaned. The legendary sword had torn down many men and monsters in its day, and the legends of such a blade were numerous. He didn't have to worry much about keeping it sheathed since all he had to train were two people. Just on time, Zack was dragging Cloud into the room, despite the blond's hesitation and embarrassment.<br><br>"C'mon, Cloud! He'll be just fine. No need to be intimidated. He's a nice guy once you get to know him, so c'mon!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 00:16:01</strong>
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				As he had been tugged through the corridors rather unceremoniously by Zack, Cloud had struggled rather weakly, mumbling complaints and pleas. "B-But I think people misheard, it couldn't have been me!" "I have a terrible stomach ache; I won't be able to train!" "Please, Zack I can't do this!" and so on, all the way until they entered the training room, at which point the young cadet groaned loudly in embarrassment at the show of him being forcibly dragged into the room, swallowing thickly. "Zack... let me go..." He grumbled, tugging himself free finally and rubbing at his arms.<br><br>He then slowly allowed his gaze to drift over to Sephiroth, his brilliant blue eyes resting for a moment on masamune, watching it silent awe as it was cleaned before he looked to the man who wielded the large blade with such ease, swallowing a second time as a blush came to his features. What should he do? Should he salute? Bow, even? After a moment he snapped to a hasty and clearly nervous salute, expression clearly embarrassed and worried, though the reason for his blush would likely raise eyebrows. "S-Strife here at 1500 a-as ordered, Sir."<br><br>He hated how terrible he stuttered when he was nervous, and he lowered his hand from his forehead, gaze falling to his shoes as he shuffled on the spot. What was he to do now? He had no idea how these private classes went... Zack often teased him about how great they were, but h always thought the man was doing just that; teasing him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 02:55:43</strong>
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				Sephiroth would glance upward from cleaning his blade, fixing his eyes on the dark-haired and light-haired boys that stood on the other end of the room. "Good to see that you're punctual. Though I doubt you would have gotten here very punctually if not for Mr. Fair, hm?" Sephiroth chuckled. He was just teasing the boy in a lighthearted manner, much unlike the ruthless kind that his peers did. He would slowly rise to his feet, bringing the blade with him. It looked lightweight, though in reality, it was quite heavy and perhaps even heavier than those blades that Cloud and Zack wielded.<br><br>Zack would give a playful salute to Sephiroth, for he and the man, despite being far apart in rank, were rather friendly with one another. Sephiroth only chuckled and shook his head, clapping Zack on the shoulder. "You know what you're supposed to do. Get to it, Zack." He watched while the black-haired soldier rushed off to the training dummies, already starting his training regiment. It looked vastly superior to the training that they did in the basic classes, as if Zack had been holding back to not intimidate anyone.<br><br>"As for you, Strife... we'll begin with a simple spar, hm? Your form is perfect. It's why I chose you to be in this class." He informed, easing Cloud's worries about why he had been chosen. "Show me your skills." He sheathed the Masamune in favor of a rather simple blade, as he didn't want to use his personal weapon. No, that would be too much for Cloud to handle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 03:59:05</strong>
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				Cloud's cheeks reddened in a deep blush at Sephiroth's teasing comment, shuffling on the spot as he mumbled quietly to himself. "I... i would have come alone... But Zack insisted..." He trailed off into awkward silence then, turning to watch the black haired man ,frowning deeply as he watched barely ten seconds of the training routine, feeling vastly inadequate compared to the others in the room. Apparently his nervousness must have shown in his face, as it was then that Sephiroth spoke to him, complimenting him on his perfect form.<br><br>He blushed yet again at the compliment before he looked almost terrified at the idea of sparring with the General; surely he would simply be tossed aside? Perhaps Sephiroth would go easy on him in order to get a measure of his ability? Cloud certainly hoped so as he swallowed and nodded. "Y-Yes Sir..." He reached for the large dulled blade strapped to his back, hoisting it effortlessly over his shoulders, sinking into his battle stance as he held the blade firmly in both hands, nervous blue eyes resting on Sephiroth.<br><br>The young cadet was unsure whether or not he should make the first move or not and as such he hovered nervously for several moments before he decided to take the plunge. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, bringing the blade high above his head, sweeping it downward in a quick and powerful downward arch, eyes narrowed in concentration.<br><br>He had to do a good job; had to prove himself... This was his only chance...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 13:03:48</strong>
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				Sephiroth would observe Cloud's persona as he shifted himself in a rather nervous manner, clearly unsure of himself while he held the blade. "Don't be so nervous, Strife." He advised, his own blade quickly pressing upward to block Cloud's swing easily. The man's powerful arm easily held off that blade and it was obvious that he was amused as he stood there, peering down at him. "Think of me not as who I am, but as your regular, everyday cadet. Imagine me saying something that they usually do that would get you angry." He chuckled, trying to make some sense to the boy and help him find a different perspective. It would help in the long run and he could focus on fighting an equal rather than the great general.<br><br>"Now come at me again." He smirked, patting his head and backing up once more. He held his sword in one hand, moving into his fighting position and smirking.<br><br>[ Sorry for short post, dear. It's early in the morning and I'm dead tired. xD ]
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 23:13:02</strong>
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				As his swing was blocked so effortlessly, Cloud winced and hastily stepped back, lowering his blade to the floor. It was rather shameful for his blade to have been so easily deflected, but he had expected nothing less; this was Sephiroth, the hero of ever Solider candidate... What was he expected to do against him? As the General spoke, he raised his eyes and frowned slightly, head tilting to one side. Try to imagine him as a simple cadet? Become angry? It was difficult to do those things when one was something of a nervous wreck...<br><br>Still, he shook his head as it was patted, coughing as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. he was in his usual training room with the usual cadets he was stationed with... As usual he was in part of an argument involving himself and his small, somewhat feminine stature. His eyebrow twitched slightly before he opened his eyes, a deep frown on his lips as he gripped the blade's handle tightly.<br><br>"Right..." He said firmly before he moved forward, narrowed and focused eyes upon Sephiroth as he brought his blade from below in an arc, halting the momentum after barely a second to thrust forward in a feinting maneuver, his teeth lightly biting into his lower lip in concentration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 23:18:59</strong>
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				Sephiroth would watch Cloud, as would Zack who had halted his training to look over at the blond. He had a smirk on his face, knowing that if Cloud got over his nervousness, he would truly impress the silver-haired general. He leaned against his own large sword, tapping the tip of it against the ground. "C'mon, Cloud..." He murmured comfortingly from his end of the training room. When those bright blue eyes opened up and Cloud spoke in affirmation, Zack focused intently on how he moved. He had to admit that Cloud did have a lot of potential, especially if Sephiroth was to groom him into the perfect warrior. Cloud could quickly become the next best soldier in all of the headquarters if things turned out well.<br><br>Sephiroth himself observed his movements, knowing that he would feint the moment the blade began to swing downward. However, he didn't know where it would feint to, so he luckily twisted to the side and grabbed up Cloud's wrist, flipping him over his shoulder almost effortlessly. The boy was rather small, after all.<br><br>He didn't slam him into the ground, but he did let him land gently so he was on his back and facing up at an upside-down Sephiroth from his perspective. "Good. Now see? That's the first thing you have to learn. Ignore nervousness. Just fight and don't imagine me as who I am. Imagine me as someone else until you're well enough to fight me at your best." He chuckled, offering a large, gloved hand to the small cadet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 00:13:58</strong>
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				Cloud's eyes widened as he saw Sephiroth move so smoothly from his thrust, wincing as he tried to twist the blade to the side to hopefully continue his attack. The effort was thwarted however, as he found himself suddenly flipping over through the air, blood rushing to his head before he landed with a soft oof upon the floor, lightly rubbing the back of his head with a small wince. It didn't hurt him exactly as the General had been rather gentle with him (thankfully) however the spin had given him something of a headache.<br><br>He blinked up at Sephiroth, a deep blush forming on his cheeks as he looked at the General's features intently; the man was surely perfection. Cloud could think of no other words for him, and he stared for several moments at the offered hand... Good Lord, Sephiroth was offering him actual physical contact... He mentally slapped himself as he acted like some school girl with her first crush, his eyes looking off to one side as he reached up to take the hand, shuffling up to his feet. His hand lingered, perhaps a little longer than necessary in the General's before it snapped back and he cleared his throat, bending down to retrieve his blade from the ground.<br><br>"Y, yes Sir... I'll do my best..." He mumbled quietly, glancing briefly at Zack, feeling rather embarrassed; Lord help him if the black haired man ever found out about his rather inappropriate feelings... He would never live it down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 16:09:09</strong>
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				Sephiroth would chuckle as he held his hand within his much larger one, pulling him up onto his feet and steadying him. "Good. That's al I ask of you." He ruffled his hair slightly and held his own blade in his right hand. At the other end of the room, Zack was smirking as he noticed Cloud's clear embarrassment and blush. It was easy to assume that the young man had a crush on the general, as many of the cadets might have drifted too deeply into their adoration of the legendary warrior. It wasn't any of his business, though. Cloud could like whoever he wanted and it was heartwarming to see that someone was actually being positive toward him for once. "Keep your chin up, Cloud!" Zack called out to him, grinning as he began to resume his training.<br><br>"Come." Sephiroth smirked, moving back into his position. With that, he and Cloud began to spar once more, both of them battling and clashing swords together firmly. Of course, Sephiroth was going easy on him, but Cloud was still proving to be rather skilled as he got used to the actual fighting of his idol. By the end of the training session, both of them seemed to be exhausted. The general wiped his forehead and grinned, clapping his shoulder in a friendly manner.<br><br>"Good job, Strife. You're getting a lot better already."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 00:43:11</strong>
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				Cloud was revealed when it seemed that Sephiroth failed to notice anything peculiar about his actions... Either that or the General simply said nothing. Regardless, the young cadet was grateful and he nodded firmly as his hair was ruffled, hands moving to try and smooth out the large spikes. He didn't know why he bothered as they drifted back into their natural position despite his efforts... It was purely habit he supposed. <br><br>As Zack called to him, Cloud smiled slightly and nodded. "Th, thanks, Zack...!" He replied with a small cough before he turned back to Sephiroth, steadying himself in order to restart their sparring, resolving himself to give it his all, and try and impres the great General... This was his one chance to do so afterall; he wouldn't fail. He wouldn't!<br><br>By the time they were finished, Cloud was panting heavily, leaning against the wall, brushing his forehead with the back of his hand. He blinked as his shoulder was patted, looking up at Sephiroth with a look of awe at the compliment, straightening up quickly, nodding. "Th-Thank you... Thank you Sir..." He gasped out, still trying to catch his breath, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. "I... I still have... A lot to learn though..."<br><br>For several moments he was silence before he pushed himself from the wall, slinging his blade back over his shoulder to the holder on his back, biting lightly on his lower lip. "S-So... So General, Sir... Did I... I mean..." He coughed and looked off to one side. "I hope I didn't... Disappoint you..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 13:03:49</strong>
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				Sephiroth would put his blade back upon the rack on the wall, taking up his own legendary one that had been leaned against the side of it. He had no worries about it being stolen, as only Sephiroth was able to use this blade, as if it had been crafted solely for him and no one else. He doubted anyone would be able to pick it up either, as the long sword really did weigh quite a lot. "Mm?" He looked up when Cloud came closer and questioned him in a rather nervous manner on whether or not he had impressed him.<br><br>"You're getting better." He smirked, hand laying against his shoulder. "Just give it time, hm? Not all of us are exceptional to being with. We have to be taught and learn before we become spectacular. You're at the starting line and you're making a break for the finish, far ahead of everyone else right now." He laughed warmly, a powerful arm winding around his shoulders to squeeze and jostle him comfortingly. "Believe in yourself a bit more, hm? You're a lot better than you think."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:13:31</strong>
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				Could smiled in a relieved and honored fashion as he was given praise from the great General, blinking down at the hand upon his shoulder with yet another pink tint creeping to his cheeks.&nbsp; Did Sephiroth know how such simple touches made the young cadet feel? A silly question; of course he didn't; Cloud was surely a fool for getting so carried away with himself, however he couldn't help but blink up with awe at the silver haired man, listening intently to his every word.<br><br>"I... I'm... Ahead of everyone...?" He repeated, biting lightly upon his bottom lip before he gasped quietly as he was squeezed, blush darkening as he very briefly leaned sideways into the General's body, snapping himself back sharply after barely a second of this contact. He coughed loudly and hung his head, shuffling on the spot before mumbling a response. "Thank you, Sir... I... Thank you." He was, perhaps, going to say something different, however he lost his nerve to do so and simply repeated his thanks, taking a step back, lifting his hands to fiddle with his fingers.<br><br>"So... So should I... Go now...?" He asked, somewhat awkwardly, looking over to the door, the blush still heavily situated upon his cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 15:13:47</strong>
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				Sephiroth blinked and looked down at the young man, finding his blushes and whatnot to be a bit strange. Nevertheless, he was never one to be making fun of someone, so he only chuckled and pat his back. "You're not finished yet. Go see Zack and I'll observe from afar on how you two train. He'll tell you how to do things." He pat his back to get him moving before settling down on one of the crates in the room. He leaned back, powerful arms over his chest while his emerald eyes stayed focused on the two of them.<br><br>When Cloud came to Zack, the dark-haired man smirked and snagged him in a playful headlock. "Why not just fall to your knees and kiss the ground he walks on, Cloud?" He was just teasing the boy in a light-hearted way, of course. He smirked and gave him a hug with one arm before he shifted his sword in the other. "C'mon. I'll teach you how." He backed up a bit and the training began with Zack running Cloud through everything that they had already done. <br><br>All the while, Sephiroth kept his eyes on the young boy. There was a certain strangeness about him, though he couldn't necessarily put his finger on it...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 00:45:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud coughed quietly and simply nodded in silence as he was instructed to go and spar with Zack, straightening his back after it was lightly patted, shuffling off to the dark haired Soldier. It was then with a small cry and flailing arms that he was captured in a headlock, his complaints coming loudly between his lips; the General was right there, after all! "Z-Zack! Stop that! Let me go!" his cheeks flared a bright pink at the teasing comment, grumbling a quiet response. "Shut up, Zack.." of course, he wasn't being malicious at all, a pout on his features as he stepped back and readied his blade.<br><br>He tried hard to copy the other's movements, biting his lip hard whenever a difficult area came upon him, blond eyebrows furrowed in concentration. he thought that he had done alright, though he wished intently that he could really shine for Sephiroth, the man's stare being constantly on his mind, making it hard to focus fully and occasionally the blue eyed cadet would steal a glance back, swallowing thickly.<br><br>As time went on, Cloud's tiredness would be seen to grow; he was not a used to the training as the others in the room, nor was he as deeply infused with mako. his movements gradually slowed, breaths coming out in small pants though he didn't speak of stopping the session; he would keep going until he was told to stop, using his telltale determination.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 12:56:14</strong>
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				Sephiroth would rub slightly at his chin as he observed Cloud with a watchful eye, knowing that he would definitely need a bit of work on some areas, though it wouldn't be hard to groom him into a perfect soldier. He chuckled lowly to himself when the boys looked rather tired, making him straighten his back and clear his throat. "Time's up for classes, you two." He called out. Classes were ending and everyone was finally heading back to the bunkers to get some rest or go get food from the mess hall. Sephiroth had a lot to think about, though it was all positive as of&nbsp; the moment.<br><br>Zack grinned&nbsp; playfully, his arm still slung around his younger friend while he dragged him toward the general. "We'll see ya later, Sephiroth. Take care, eh?" He pat the man's arm and smirked while he led his blond-haired friend out of the barracks. "You should have at least told me that you liked him." He snickered. "I would have done something to help."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 14:57:54</strong>
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				Cloud felt a blend of both relief and sadness as the General called the session to an end; his every muscle ached rather badly and he was sweating uncomfortably and yet he didn't want to leave just yet; he wanted to stay with Sephiroth for just a little longer, even if it was in a training room... Still, he was given no time to protest or even delay in his leaving when Zack draped an arm over his shoulder, bringing forth a small grumble or mild irritation before he gave an awkward salute to Sephiroth.<br><br>"Ah, g-good evening, Sir!" He called as he was steered from the room, releasing a breath he didn't realise he had been holding as the door slid shut behind them. His body was a bundle of nerves even after he had left the room and he blushed furiously, pulling himself free of the black haired Soldier as he spoke.<br><br>"Z, Zack, come on...!" He pleaded, folding his arms across his chest. "It's not funny... Wait, you'd... What?" He blinked slowly, blush deepening as he looked at the other man for several moments, biting his lower lip.&nbsp; Zack probably knew the General better than anyone else, and so if Cloud was to, perhaps learn what sort of things Sephiroth liked, he would be a goodplace to start. <br><br>"What... What would you have done to help? I-I mean if I hypothetically did... You know..." He gestured vaguely back along the corridor, embarrassment clearly written on his delicate face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 23:10:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zack would lift a brow in surprise and rest his hands on his own hips, tsking. "Oh come on, Cloud! It's obvious as all hell that you like the general." He snickered. He would tilt his head as the blond finally asked him for a bit of help, even if he was being rather vague about it. "You've got a lot to learn about our general, Cloud." He laughed, slinging his arm around him once more. "I'll give you the rundown. I'm quite good at this sort of thing, after all." Much as Zack liked to believe that he was a romantic guy, of course. "It's pretty obvious that Sephiroth already sees something in you. I'm not sure exactly <em>what</em>, but..." He grinned, shrugging his shoulders.<br><br>"Just get a bit of confidence about yourself, eh? I know it's nerve-wracking to talk to him, but he's not as judgmental as people make him out to be. Plus, he obviously sees you have potential or he wouldn't have picked you. So let's start out on a basic thing. Sephiroth goes to train every night around midnight, so you'll find him at the same spot. Go see him and at least strike up some conversation, eh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 23:39:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud nodded slowly, eyebrows furrowing in thought at the information given to him... What if he arrived at the training room a little bit before the General? That way it wouldn't look like he had purposefully entered to see him... but then, maybe Sephiroth would leave if he saw the blond in the room already? He really had little idea of what to do and thought yet further before he spoke again in a small whisper, as if worried that someone would hear him.<br><br>"What... What does he like? Does he have a favorite color? Or... Or... I don't know..." He sighed defeatidly, lifting a hand to lightly scratch the back of his head; what could he possibly do to gain the attention of the General in the way that he wanted? Apparently some potential was seen in him, but that was purely a business interest and Cloud wanted something more... Something much more... babysteps, he reminded himself with a loud swallow; he couldn't rush into this.<br><br>"Never mind... I... I'll think of something..." He grumbled before he suddenly broke out into a run, turning to wave back at Zack. "I'll see you tomorrow, Zack!" he ducked swiftly into his room, chewing upon his lower lip before he tugged out the small trunk that contained his clothing; he wouldn't have to wear his uniform after hours, even if he was in the training room... Perhaps he could pick out something Sephiroth would find appealing...?<br><br>His eyes fell on a sleeveless black nitted vest with a long neck, tugging it out and examining it. It was rather slim fitting but he felt that he would be able to move enough to train and so he chose both that and a simple pair of dark blue leggings, chewing on his lower lip before collapsing onto the bed. He would have a small nap before the time came to head yet again to the training room, and put his 'plan' into action.<br><br>Plan, being a generous word.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 15:45:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zack was quite amused as the boy rushed away from him, declaring that he would take care of everything. He put on a warm smile and shook his head, his own hand rubbing at the back of his head. "Cloud..." He chuckled. The young blond was really intent on gaining the attention of the general. He rubbed at the back of his head while he made his way back toward the dorm room, after getting something to eat, of course. When he arrived, he found Cloud in a collapsed position on the bed, sleeping soundly. Zack readied himself for bed before climbing underneath the sheets and stretching, soon drifting off. Tomorrow would be a rather interesting day, no?<br><br>Just as Zack predicted, the general was in the training room at the wee hours of the night. right when everyone else was asleep. He had no reason to be particularly worried about anyone else coming in since it hadn't happened before, so the general had bared himself from the waist up in order to prevent from getting too hot. Powerful, toned frame moved at such an alarming pace and with such power as he brought his blade down on the training dummy. He was even going easy on it in order to not break it, so he had to be rather careful.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 18:15:25</strong>
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				His outfit on and training blade slung over his shoulder, Cloud had closed his eyes and took a deep breathe before he made his way towards the training room, his nerves growing as he heard the sounds of movement from the area, pausing to lean heavily against the wall, swallowing thickly. "Come on, Cloud... You can do this... Be casual; you don't know the General is in there... Casual..." His efforts to calm himself failed rather abysmally however, and he forced himself to move from the wall, humming softly to himself to exude an aura of hopeful calm.<br><br>As he neared the training room he stopped and peeked his head around the doorway before his eyes widened at the sight that greeted him. Not only was Sephiroth in the middle of a rigorous training session, watching the smooth and quick motions of the Generl in action... he was also shirtless, his body seeming to ripple with power, glistening with a slight sheen of sweat. Cloud released a small yelp and swiftly hid once again behind the door, his cheeks stained a deep red.<br><br>"Oh.. Oh no... oh God..." he mumbled to himself, placing his hands over his cheeks, swallowing thickly as he looked down at his own figure, feeling deeply selfconscious suddenly. he looked so very bland compared to the General and after several moments he peeked round again, only to retreat back with a small grumble.<br><br>He really was hopeless...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 15:31:26</strong>
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				The Masamune glinted in the moonlight that peeked in through the window, that enormous blade crashing against the training dummy over and over again. The man was focused so intently on the task at hand that he didn't even realize Cloud was coming up to the training room. Usually he would be aware of such things, though the sudden yelp was the thing that alerted him. He had a feeling that it could only be Cloud, so he would straighten his body up and rest his blade in its sheath.<br><br>"Strife?" HE questioned out loud, turning to the door. He lifted a brow in question and moved forward in time to meet Cloud, who no doubt couldn't avoid the man by now. The much taller general would chuckle, crossing his arms over his broad chest.<br><br>"What are you still doing awake? A cadet needs his sleep, after all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 17:47:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud had been busy trying desperately to gather his thoughts into something useful, to try and gain some sense of calm back when Sephiroth stepped around the training room entrance, and the young cadet yelped once again, though slightly quieter, edging lightly away from the General in surprise. "Ah! O-Oh, Sir!" He exclaimed, blue eyes scanning frantically about the corridor to focus on something other than the almost overwhelmingly attractive man in front of him, settling in one of the lights that adorned the ceiling.<br><br>"I-I didn't know that you'd be here, Sir, I ah..."&nbsp; His words died out as he was spoken to again, and he blinked, tilting his head to one side as he swallowed. What was he to say? That he'd had a brief nap and got up especially so that he could run into the General again? His mind seemed terribly slow, however he managed to form a very basic and safe response. "Oh... I... I just couldn't sleep, Sir..."<br><br>His gaze shifted unconsciously back to Sephiroth as silence stretched between the two of them, his cheeks flushing a dark red as blue eyes ran for several long moments over the finely toned chest before he coughed loudly and turned away sharply, a hand moving to tug nervously at one of the spikes that framed his face. "W-Well I'm sorry to... To have interrupted your... Your t-training, Sir... I-I'll just... Leave you... To it..."<br><br>The plan had failed rather spectacularly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 13:02:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whatever Cloud had tried, it was a failure, even lying about said failure. Sephiroth couldn't hide the amused smirk on his face as the boy tugged at one of the spikes and murmured so quietly, clearly a bit nervous and ashamed of having intruded on the general. He had to expect the general to be there, right? No, perhaps not... he wouldn't be so shocked and stumbling with his words if he had known that Sephiroth would be there.<br><br>"You didn't interrupt, Strife." He ruffled his hair once more and laughed. "I train here every night at this time. It's only expected that someone would stumble across me at some point, hm?" He grinned, sliding the bare, powerful arm around his shoulders to give him a slight squeeze. "You're welcome to train with me if you like." He offered, giving a nod to the empty room.<br><br>"I can teach you some... better skills."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 15:09:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A thick swallow came from the young cadet as his hair was ruffled, feet shuffling about of the floor for a moment before he let out a small squeak at the arm that draped across his shoulders, biting down hard upon his lower lip. He couldn't possibly train with the general at this time! He couldn't focus at all; Sephiroth shirtless was a rather distracting image and a small whimper passed between Cloud's lips at the silver haired man's final comment.<br><br>It was rather dreadful how Cloud's mind twisted the comment into something much more appealing and he coughed loudly, nodding his head quickly without much thought. "Al-Alright, Sir... I... I'd like to... Train with you..." He edged away slightly then, almost running int the training room beyond in order to put distance between himself and the General, a great heat curling in his stomach as he took several deep breaths to try and calm himself.<br><br>"Come on Cloud... Don't be so silly... Get a grip..." He grumbled to himself, lifting his hands upward high above his head as he arched his body upward in a deep stretch, biting his lower lip. He was both lookingforward to and dreading the experience... It was a peculiar feeling to the young blond and he remained facing away from the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 15:30:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The general would chuckle silently to himself as Cloud rushed off with a flustered look on his face. Did he really affect the young cadet that much? He had a feeling that Cloud must have at least been drawn to him for some reason, but to see it so blatantly displayed was rather amusing for the older man. He sheathed the Masamune as he went back into the training room, opting to grab a regular sword instead. He wouldn't dare use his own blade against a cadet of all people, so this would have to do for now. He rested the blade over his shoulder and moved toward Cloud, stopping a few feet away.<br><br>"I suppose you can think of this little session as private training, hm?" He put on a warm smirk and nodded. "All right. Let's go." He grinned. Once Cloud had a sword, Sephiroth lunged forward, not giving him much time to react as his sword clashed against the boy's own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 04:35:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"E-Eh?" Cloud stuttered, looking sideways at the General's phrasing 'Private training'...? He had little time to dwell on this before the blade was swung towards his body and he yelped, bringing up his own to block the attack, his arms trembling slightly with the impact. How could he fight someone like this? Some who was so clearly better than him in every way? The factthat the young cadet was deeply distracted by Sephiroth's appearance was unimportant; the simple fact was the Cloud could do little in such a sparring match...<br><br>He swallowed, blue eyes shining with both nerves and a desire to prove himself as he stepped back, ducking out of the way of the falling sword as he broke the deadlock. As he moved to the General's left he brought up his blade in an upward arch, throwing his whole body into the motion, using the momentum to then bring the large sword downward, moving forward with the force of his attack. Zack had taught him the maneuver many moths ago, and while it was powerful, Cloud had difficulty in controlling his body once it had been completed and as such his feet skidded forward, though he hoped that Sephiroth would be too busy blocking his blade tot take advantage.<br><br>Of course, hoping something was&nbsp; not the most efficient of strategies when one was up against a legend... But Cloud tried.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 16:06:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sephiroth wouldn't give Cloud the chance to stop and think about what he'd be doing, as this was a vital part of training itself. One had to constantly be thinking up new moves and reacting as fast as possible to the movements of their opponent. Sephiroth would put on a smirk as the boy so blatantly tried to overpower Sephiroth, though even Sephiroth was aware that Cloud wouldn't be doing such a thing. Not yet, at least. "Good, good." he teased as he lunged back, dodging the downward swing and putting on a warm smirk. "Zack taught you that, hm?" He asked, twirling his sword once before lunging forward again.<br><br>The training went on for a rather long period of time, though the two of them were so into it that time seemed to just pass by quite quickly. There was no doubt that Cloud would get a lot of experience from this small sparring session, so Sephiroth was happy to devote his time to helping the young cadet out. When the moonlight glinted on Sephiroth's powerful, glimmering frame, he would lean himself against his sword and laugh. "I think that's enough for tonight, Cloud." He chuckled, rubbing his hand through his long hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 00:22:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud knew that he was no match for the General, though he felt that he had to give it his all; no matter how nervous he was, this was quite possibly a once in a lifetime chance for the young cadet who very much doubted that he could get away with happening to come upon the silver haired man a second time... He blinked at the teasing comment, cheeking flushing as he swung his dodged blade back upward to hold it properly once again, clearing his throat and nodding at the question. "Ah... Yes, Sir, he di-" <br><br>He was cut off with a sharp gasp as suddenly Sephiroth lunged towards him again, bringing up his sword swiftly to block the attack, ducking and weaving as he spent most, if not all, of his time dodging and blocking the others attack rather than launch any of his own. Once the general said that they had spared enough, Cloud swallowed thickly and nodded, his breath coming in heavy pants as he leaned heavily upon a nearby wall, closing his eyes to try and get his breath back.<br><br>"Th-Thank you.. Thank you, Sir..." he mumbled quietly, glancing back at the General's now moonlight figure, bright blue eyes drifting briefly over the slightly shimmering chest before he coughed and stood, wiping the sweat from his brow. <br><br>"I... I'm not that good... Sorry..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 16:19:37</strong>
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				Sephiroth would laugh as the boy was so ashamed and demure about his skills. "You're a beginner, Cloud." He spoke with a serious tone in his voice, sympathetic as well. His hand laid against his shoulder and he gave it a slight squeeze. "You won't be excellent throughout your first week here. But you did get a few new skills from that sparring session. You blocked at the right moments and you were quicker on your feet than earlier today." He grinned, ruffling his hair affectionately. "So don't downplay your abilities or anything like that, hm? You're a good fighter with what knowledge you know so far." He assured.<br><br>The night was getting late, though. "You should head back and get some rest, Strife. Wouldn't want you to be sluggish tomorrow while you're training, hm? Plus I'm quite sure that Hojo's going to want to look through the cadets tomorrow and figure out which ones need a checkup." Checkups. Hah. Right.<br><br>"Go on." He pat his lower back, smiling warmly to him. "Sleep well, hm?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:13:18</strong>
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				Cloud blinked slowly and smiled happily at the compliments, his blue eyes glittering as he nodded quickly, hands moving automatically to smooth out his spikes after they were ruffled. "Th-Thank you, Sir! It... it means a lot coming from you, Sir..." he blushed then and glanced to the clock, noticing that they had spent over an hour in the training room, yawning loudly as he did so. "Oh... Right... it is quite late..." he mumbled, though he didn't wish to leave at all; he wanted to stay with the general and train, and do... other things with...<br><br>No, not appropriate. Stop it, Cloud. he scolded himself with a small frown before he shuddered at the thought of Hojo being at tomorrow's training; though the blond had never had any direct dealingswith the scientist, almost everyone knew something of the questionable things the man did behind the scenes, and there was simply some creepy and unnatural about how he watched so very closely... The young cadet shuddered again.<br><br>He blushed at the pat to his back, nodding and snapping into a brief and rigid salute. "Sir, yes Sir!" he shouted before he turned and hurried along the corridor, a wide smile upon his features as he wondered whether the General would be at his training tomorrow...&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 04:43:42</strong>
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				Sephiroth let out a slight sigh as he made his way back to his own quarters, which were on the top floor of the barracks. He wouldn't separate himself from the cadets since they were soldiers as well, though he did serve of great importance so the President had forced him into a new living situation. He knew that tomorrow would be interesting for Cloud, for Hojo was sure to notice that the blond was special. He sighed in defeat and moved into his bedroom to get a quick shower and sink into sleep. Tomorrow would definitely be interesting.<br><br>---<br><br>"Watch your form, Cyrus!" Sephiroth called out to the young cadet who had his form a bit unbalanced. He was standing next to the captain that lead the training class, though Sephiroth was welcome to give criticism to the boys if he needed to. He let his emerald eyes go to the door as a certain dark-haired scientist arrived, stepping through the swinging doors and making his way straight for the general. "Sephiroth. Didn't know you'd come down here of all days. Have a suggestion for me, perhaps?"<br><br>Suggestion... hmph. He knew what that would entail.<br><br>"Not at all." Sephiroth responded coldly. Hojo only grinned and looked to the cadets, observing. "You still need to come to my office for your injection. Perhaps you can escort the new cadet that I choose, hm?" He murmured, rubbing his chin. His eyes landed on Cloud, watching the boy with intrigue. "His eyes are awfully bright for a boy who hasn't had many injections before." He mused. "Hmm... send him along. I want to ask him questions."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 06:36:15</strong>
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				Cloud was somewhat tired as he entered the training room the morning after hi nightly session with the General, many of his muscles still aching from the intense lesson however he still maintained his composure and battle stance, going methodically through the drills as he had been instructed, only faltering at odd points, though he would always repeat each motion until it was corrected. His eyes were narrowed in concentration as he knew that Sephiroth would be watching, perhaps focusing on himself and he hated the thought that he would somehow disappoint the silver haired man.<br><br>He glanced briefly to the doors at the sound of their opening and most of the cadets did, shuddering (again, as most of the cadets did) as Hojo entered the room. Everyone knew there was something... Off about the scientist, aside from his troubling and simply creepy exterior, one never knew quite what he was thinking, and those beady eyes of his always seemed to stare for longer than was necessary, and Cloud swallowed thickly, almost feeling said eyes upon hi figure.<br><br>Still, he continued his drills, glancing back only briefly to Sephiroth after a few moments, wincing as he noted that indeed, Hojo was looking curiously in his direction...<br><br>"Gross..." He mumbled, hitting the dummy rather hard as he did so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 23:02:09</strong>
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				Hojo had on that trademark, creepy grin indeed, for he knew exactly why he was here and exactly what his intentions were. These cadets were strong young men that, to Hojo, were nothing more than guinea pigs to test out a few more mako experiments. Unfortunately enough, the President was eager to go along with Hojo’s hand in a super-soldier army, so men like Sephiroth had already suffered underneath Hojo’s watch. The silver-haired general tensed visibly as Hojo murmured to him for a moment, pointing into the crowd. It was hard to tell who he had chosen, though Sephiroth cast a saddened stare at the blond-haired Cloud for the longest moment.<br><br>Dammit all to hell. He murmured back to Hojo for a moment who finally nodded and disappeared out of the training room. The training commenced for some time until the classes ended, where the captain would send everyone back to their dorm rooms. The only difference was that Sephiroth took hold of Cloud’s arm when he passed, gazing down to him.<br><br>“Hojo wants to meet with you. For an interview.” He muttered, his emerald eyes fixated on those sapphire-blue ones. “I told him to wait and that I’d escort you if you like. I don’t want you going to him alone.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 00:01:39</strong>
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				The training session progressed with no incidents; Cloud fulfilling his various drills fairly well, perhaps above average and he sighed quite happily at his session, swinging his large blade over his shoulder before he saluted in sync with the other cadets, relaxing shortly after. "Ahh... Shower..." He mumbled, tilting his head from side to side, his neck cracking quietly as he turned and headed out of the room, blinking quickly as he suddenly felt Sephiroth's hand gripping his shoulder.<br><br>"S-Sir!?" He exclaimed loudly, a blush coming to his features before his face fell at the General's words, swallowing thickly and hanging his head, displeasure and nerves clear in his manner. "H-He does...?" He mumbled quietly to himself, biting down hard upon his lower lip; Hojo never just wanted an interview. There was always something else, something always more sinister and the cadet shuddered deeply, stepping slightly closer to Sephiroth, being extremely thankful that he was not left to go and see the scientist alone.<br><br>"Alright then... I suppose... I should go and... get it over with...?" He offered quietly, a frown upon his features.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 13:01:12</strong>
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				"As quickly as possible." Sephiroth murmured, leading the blond-haired cadet out of the training room and walking at his side the entire time. The sunlight beat down on their bodies and Sephiroth had a cold stare fixated on the double doors ahead, the ones that lead into the research department of Shinra's training facility. He had no idea why Hojo was this far out when his main work was at the headquarters, but he didn't want to even think about asking. Hojo was the only man who would even make Sephiroth feel creeped out. Perhaps it was because he had known the man since he was a child and that made it even worse.<br><br>The nurses and whatnot would flash warm smiles to the handsome general as he came inside. He bowed his head respectfully and soon stopped before Hojo's office, turning to Cloud. "Do you want me to go inside with you?" He asked curiously, a frown on his face. "I'd be happy to."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 22:15:55</strong>
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				Cloud bit his bottom lip nervously as he was guided to the research portion of the building, looking around with some curiosity as he had never ventured into before, and he rather wished it was under better circumstances. The thought that he would be soon seeing Hojo in his office caused the blond to shudder with a blend of nervousness and revulsion, an arm moving unconsciously to wrap around his stomach in a defensive motion before he moved to a stop at the General's side, glancing to look upon the silver haired man as he spoke.<br><br>"Ah... I don't know..." He mumbled quietly, turning once again to look at the double doors, biting his lower lip hard; he didn't want to go int there on his own, certainly. but he also didn't want Sephioth to get into any trouble on his account either... <br><br>"If it wouldn't... Trouble you, Sir... I would appreciate that..." He said finally, glancing again to the General with a clearly nervous smile. "But if it would reflect badly on you then... Then I'll go in alone..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 23:16:25</strong>
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				Sephiroth hated this building. He could remember several childhood memories of being put here and tested on. Back then, he had thought it was normal, but he knew much differently now that he was a man. He narrowed his eyes as he stood at the door of Hojo's office, his arms crossed securely over his chest. "Of course." He murmured. He didn't want Cloud to have to face this alone, especially not with Hojo there. He rested his hand on the boy's shoulder and brought him close for a brief hug with one powerful arm. "It'll be okay." He promised before opening up the door and stepping inside with him.<br><br>Hojo was waiting at his desk as expected, looking at the two as they entered. "Rather punctual, no? On the table, Mr. Strife." He chuckled, motioning to the examination table. "Tell me. You haven't been injected with too much mako before, have you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 23:54:34</strong>
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				The brief hug cause Cloud's cheeks to burn lightly with embarrassment, his own arms remaining rather rigidly crossed about his chest as he found himself unsure whether or not he should return the embrace. He decided against it however, as most likely the gesture was one of solidarity against the coming trial, rather than anything the young cadet wished it would be. As the door to the lab was opened, the blond didn't move from a brief moment, nerves gripping his body before he forced himself forward; he was with Sephiroth... Nothing that bad could happen, surely?<br><br>Cloud blinked slowly at the frankly creepy scientist as he sat upon his desk, a shudder passing over his frame at the chuckle before he looked to the ominous looking table. He swallowed thickly and glanced briefly to the silver haired General for a moment before he walked forward and sat lightly upon the edge of the glittering surface, his fingers curled about the edge tightly before he shook his head in response to Hojo's question.<br><br>"No, ah..." What should he call the man? Certainly not Hojo; no matter how unnerving the man was, he was a superior... Sir? No, that didn't fit... "-Professor." He finally decided on, looking somewhat anxiously at the bespectacled man. "I've not been injected with anything..." He added after a moment, his stomach lurching rather violently; unknown drugs from Hojo were never good... Tales of cadets and Soldier members who suffered terrible sideeffects plagued the barracks, and Cloud found himself hoping desperately that he would exit the room untouched.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 04:46:02</strong>
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				"And yet you still have the eyes of a soldier who's been injected with Mako. Where did you grow up, boy?" Hojo asked, looking through his files but not finding much about the boy's history. Either he hadn't given much since he was shameful of his past or things had just been lost while the higher-ups were reviewing his entry to join Shinra and Soldier.<br><br>"Nibelheim." Sephiroth replied, earning a startled look from Hojo. "That mountain town? With the reactor?" He hissed, clearly knowing something that made Sephiroth lift a brow in curiosity. "Yes." It was just a reactor, nothing special. What was Hojo acting in such a manner for?<br><br>"Growing up near a reactor... you don't even need mako in your veins to be powerful, boy." He grinned, fixing Cloud with a stare. "Very interesting... you may grow up to be almost as powerful as Sephiroth here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 00:50:59</strong>
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				Cloud's lips parted at the question, intending to answer before Sephiroth did so for him, closing his mouth and lowered his gaze to look at his feet, which brushed lightly upon the ground from his seating position, blinking in some confusion at the peculiar hiss that passed from the scientist, shuddering slightly at the unpleasant noise. Whatever the reason for this was, the young cadet was sure it wouldn't be good; nothing about Hojo was.<br><br>"What...?" He mumbled quietly, looking upward at the bespectacled man with a slightly furrowed brow; could simply living near a reactor cause any noteworthy changes to his body? he assumed so, since Hojo seemed remarkably interested and he swallowed thickly at the final comment, blue eyes sliding over to the door to look at the General before he shook his head slowly, biting his lower lip. <br><br>"I doubt it." He said shortly, shuffling anxiously upon the table and wishing that this meeting would be over soon... Hojo made him terribly uneasy, much as he did everyone and after a brief moment, Cloud coughed quietly and glanced hopefully to Sephiroth, speaking hurriedly. "S-Sir, isn't there a catch-up programme in about ten minutes...? I'll have to leave to attend that; Captain's orders..." It was a lie, and perhaps a clear one, but he prayed that Hojo would leave him be.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 17:45:31</strong>
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				Sephiroth could tell that Hojo's interest in him wasn't the best, so he was more than happy to help Cloud get out of this situation as well. The general nodded in affirmation and looked to Hojo who was writing a few things down. "We need to get going." He explained, ensnaring Cloud's upper arm in a firm grasp within his large hand. He didn't even say if they'd be back, only walked out of the office with the blond cadet, keeping him closer than ever since he felt paranoid about Hojo getting his hands on the young man.<br><br>"Never be alone where you can be found by him, understand? I've known him my entire life, Strife. The moment he thinks he can get you and inject more mako into you, he'll do it. Always walk with Zack or have someone with you. If not, come find me and I'll be with you for as long as you need, understand?" He asked, stopping them in the hallway and turning Cloud's chin up so the other could look directly at his face.<br><br>"Promise me, Cloud. I don't want anything to happen to you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 15:13:02</strong>
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				A great look of relief passed over Cloud's feature as Sephiroth walked briskly to his side and promptly tugged him from the room, his body tensing slightly as he was held rather close to the General's body, biting his bottom lip as he raised his eyes to look upward at the other man's face. "Th-thank you, Sir..." He mumbled quietly, cheeks taking on a light pink tint before he blinked quickly at the silver haired man's words, tilting his&nbsp; head to one side.<br><br>The General seemed terribly anxious for him, and the blond couldn't quite understand why; granted Hojo was extremely unnerving to be around, but he didn't believe that the scientist would do anything overly lawless. He was still bound by the higher-ups, surely? "I-" He began to reply, his voice faltering as his chin was tilted upward, wide blue eyes gazing into mako-touched green, stuttering briefly before he swallowed thickly and shook his head in order to get a grip on himself.<br><br>"Al-Alright, Sir... Yes, I promise... I'll be careful..." He said softly, lowering his head slowly, glancing occasionally back to the lab's doors; he didn't wish to be back there anytime soon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 23:07:58</strong>
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				"Good." Sephiroth murmured, letting out a relieved sigh as he ran his hand through Cloud's hair in a playful ruffle. "Just keep your eyes open and don't leave your back open either. Hojo's gone to extremes to get what he's wanted before." He informed. "Go on. I'm sure Zack's waiting for you." He suggested, a handsome smile spread over his face. He slipped his hands into his coat pockets, making his way toward the double doors and opening them up to let Cloud out. "I'll see you later on tonight at the training session." He stated, hand planting against his lower back. "Take care of yourself."<br><br>With that, the general made his way toward the training room where a new class was already training, and Sephiroth wanted to observe and see what this group could do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 18:49:31</strong>
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				Cloud blinked upward at the General as he showed such great concern for his personal safety, a small and embarrassed smile coming to his features before he nodded slowly. "Yes Sir... I'll be careful, Sir..." He then snapped into a rigid salute as Sephiroth left him, features brightening as he would apparently be enjoying another private session that evening.<br><br>It was then that he remembered Zack and gasped loudly, turning sharply and hurrying off to the large corridor that connected the various training rooms, biting his bottom lip. Where was he meeting Zack, again? <br><br>"Brilliant..." He mumbled, swallowing thickly. Being left with no other option he decided to peek through all the door windows to try and spot the black haired man; he was hardly difficult to spot after all. He found himself not being overly concerned with Hojo either, granted the scientist was odd, but he had been in the office not ten minutes; the bespectacled man's interest couldn't be that high. Could it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 04:23:31</strong>
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				It seemed as if Hojo would leave Cloud to be on his own for the time being. Cloud was alone, but he was rather safe as a dark-haired panther was waiting patiently in one of the rooms. When the door peeked open slightly, Zack would lunge out like a lost puppy waiting for its master, tackling Cloud and laughing slightly. "You took an awfully long time! You and Sephiroth go on a date or something?" He teased, giving his friend a playful squeeze around the head and a good noogie as well. He winked and rested his hands on his own hips, watching the blond with a playful smirk.<br><br>"So tell me what happened, hm? I know you went to see Hojo, but usually he keeps people he's interested in a bit longer than that." He explained, plopping down onto the bunkbed that he and his friend shared.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 03:21:56</strong>
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				A sharp cry of shock passed between Cloud's lips as he was so suddenly tackled by the black haired man, staggering back several paces before he cried out at the well delivered noogie.<br><br>"Gah! Z-Zack! Get off!" He flailed slightly before he was finally released, rubbing the top of his head slowly. A deep blush then came to his cheeks at the teasing question, shaking his head quickly. " What!? N-No, of course we didn't...!"<br><br>The young cadet then sighed softly and wandered into their room, sitting beside the other man. " Well... Nothing much happened; he asked me whether I'd been injected with mako before... Then asked where I grew up, seemed pretty keen on the idea that I came from Nibleheim... And then the General helped me escape..." He shrugged lightly before finishing his brief explanation.<br><br>"It didn't seem at all as bad as I thought it would be."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 03:49:00</strong>
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				"Hm." Zack smirked, resting his hands on his own knees as he fixed Cloud with a stare. He could tell that things were all right since Cloud wasn't sick. Plus he had come back to their dorm room in the first place, so that said that he was safe from Hojo's plans. "Well I'll have to thank him. If any of us know Hojo, it's gotta be Sephiroth. He's grown up here his entire life." He shrugged his shoulders, leaning back against the wall with a slight sigh. "Pretty sad, actually. He's been raised to be a fighter and didn't really have much time to have a childhood. All that mako injected into him... it's gotta be pretty brutal." He mused.<br><br>"Ah well. Our class doesn't start until later on tonight. Might as well get a nap while you're here, hm?" He teased, giving the blond a playful nudge with his foot. "You gotta be well-rested when we get there, after all. Now that you know the basics, Sephiroth's going to teach you a lot more advanced stuff. And trust me, your entire body's going to be sore and exhausted by the time he's done."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 06:38:34</strong>
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				Cloud tilted his head to one side, listening intently to Zack's short tale regarding the silver haired General, a sad frown curling upon his lips. He knew that Sephiroth must have had an extraordinary upbringing to be so powerful, but he didn't expect such a bad one.<br><br>He wondered about the man's parents, about any fun he had. The blond knew that the General wouldn't want pity, but it was difficult to not feel sorry for the man...<br><br>"A nap...?" He repeated, lightly shrugging his shoulders. "I'm not that tired, Zack, I might go for a run or something..." He mumbled quietly before he blinked quickly, a blush coming to his features at the final few words.<br><br>Perhaps it was simply the young cadet's mind that twisted the comment but... 'Your body's gonna be sore when he's done'... Could Cloud be blamed for his blushes? He coughed loudly and shrugged his shoulders again, nodding and moving over to his own bed, flopping upon the surface, turning away from the black haired Soldier to hide his embarrassment.<br><br>"I suppose I should try then..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 02:23:00</strong>
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				"Oh come on." He chuckled, resting his hands behind his head. He wanted to at least divert from the rather depressing story of Sephiroth's childhood to get back into a cheery mood. After all, Zack wasn't a depressed person and it was hard to think of him as such. He propped his feet up on the end of the bed over the railing, bobbing his foot up and down. He took a glance over to Cloud and lifted a brow at the blush that was spread over his face, though he realized exactly what it had been that had made him blush so fiercely. "Well I wasn't talking about that sort of soreness, you little pervert." He laughed, throwing his pillow at the blond cadet.<br><br>"Yeah, yeah. Sleep well. I'll wake you up before we have to go." He assured, rolling onto his own side and yawning. He rested his head on his arm and within moments, he was sound asleep.<br><br>---<br><br>It had been a bit difficult to rouse Cloud from sleep, but Zack had done it and was practically dragging the younger male up to the training room where Sephiroth was. It was surprising to find the general dressed in a shirt that was closer to Zack's own, a sleeveless sweater that would let the cool air keep them from burning up in the room. "Leave the door open." The general suggested, looking to the two of them and chuckling.<br><br>"Sleepy, I take it?" He offered to the two of them. Zack was rather tired, but he knew that once he began training, the adrenaline would keep him awake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 02:35:58</strong>
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				Cloud made a muffled cry as the pillow struck his face firmly, frowning and releasing a small huff as he cuddled the pillow tightly, layingback upon his bed and rolling over to face away from the dark haired man. "Ohh, shut up, Zack!" He complained in a loud whine, shaking his head and burying his face into the pillow before he drifted off to sleep, a small smile coming to his features. His dream was rather pleasant, involving himself and Sephiroth during one of the late night training sessions; private lessons, so to speak...<br><br>They weren't overly helpful as he didn't wish to wake up from the wonderful dream, frequently rolling over and batting Zack's hands away. As it was, he only woke up when he rolled fully off the bed and onto the floor. Cloud grumbled quietly in nonsensical, tired babbling as he was dragged unceremoniously towards the training room before he head Sephiroth's voice and glanced up sharply, a blush creeping to his features as he remembered the events of his dream...<br><br><em>No! Not helpful!</em><br><br>He cleared his throat and nodded simply, idly crossing his arms across his lips in a gesture that could perhaps be suspicious to keen eyes. "I-I didn't get much sleep, Sir..." he mumbled quietly, walking forwards until he was facing from the other's in the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 02:44:17</strong>
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				"A shame. Perhaps you need to wear yourself out a bit more before you go to bed, hm? That way you get a better night's rest." Sephiroth chuckled, his hand patting the boy's shoulder as if he were a big brother advising his younger one. He looked to Zack who was already going to train with the skills he himself had been taught, ones that were far more advanced than what Cloud knew at the moment. "All right, Cloud." Sephiroth would grab up one of the training swords and nod. "Today I'll teach you more on a bit of swift attacking. There's always a situation where you'll need to fight with power, but sometimes it's easier to attack with speed. The bigger the foe, the slower they are." He informed.<br><br>The training session was indeed rather intense, lasting twice as long as the night before. The cool air did wonders to soothe the three of them as they trained, yet still by the end of the two hours, even Sephiroth felt his arms growing weary from battling. The man chuckled slightly, gazing down at the young blond before him. "That'll be it for now." He teased, setting the sword back before leaning against one of the crates. Zack was still training with the training dummy while Sephiroth and Cloud relaxed.<br><br>"Hojo hasn't bothered you today?" he asked, looking down to Cloud while he rested his powerful arm around those small shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 03:31:48</strong>
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				Cloud cleared his throat softly and looked off to one side as Sephiroth spoke to him, a small smile curling upon his lips as it seemed that the General was concerned for him, thought the young cadet couldn't help but feel as though he were in the presence of a big brother figure rather than anything more... Perhaps he was simply foolish himself in thinking that there ever could be anything between himself and the silver haired man? After a time he shook his head; now wasn't the time to be thinking of such things.<br><br>He swallowed thickly and withdrew the large blunted blade from his back, nodding slowly across at his teacher as he readied the blade, furrowing his brow and preparing to give it his best. While he did do so, by the time two hours were up and the session was over he was left panting heavily and and as soon as Sephiroth spoke the end to the lesson he promptly sagged against the nearby wall, running the back of his hand across his sweating forehead. <br><br>"Y-Yes... Yes, Sir..." He gasped out softly before he tilted his head upward, resisting the urge to lean forward against the tall body that was so very close , swallowing thickly and shaking her head. "No... No he hasn't done anything; I haven't seen him..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 03:37:06</strong>
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				The large general would run his hand over the side of his neck, knowing that he'd need a good, long, relaxing bath to help ease the tension in his body. "Good, then." He sighed, relieved that Hojo hadn't been going after Cloud and tormenting him. He smiled warmly down to him and ruffled his blond hair affectionately. "Just keep your eye open for him. You know where to find me if you get nervous. Top floor of the dormitories and it's the only room there." He informed. He hadn't told anyone where his room was before, but it was necessary for Cloud.<br><br>He didn't want to see the boy have to suffer through what happened to himself when he had been a child.<br><br>"You look exhausted." He grinned, brushing aside strands of the boy's hair from his glimmering forehead. He would take hold of the bottom of his own sweater and bring it up to dab at his forehead, revealing the sculpted abdomen and powerful chest simultaneously. "I think we all need a long bath and some sleep." He spoke in a carefree tone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 04:01:50</strong>
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				Cloud nodded simply in response to Sephiroth's words, being rather glad himself that the mad scientist seemed to have no interest in him after all; a five minute meeting was nothing in the grand scheme of things, and since nothing even remotely suspicious had occurred during the day that had just passed, the blond was confident that the matter was fine, and the General was perhaps overreacting. "Yes Sir... I... I'll do that..." He mumbled, cheeks flushing as he made certain to remember the room's location...<br><br>Would it be bad to lie in order to steal a brief period of time there...? Yes of course it would; Silly Cloud. He scolded himself.<br><br>The young cadet was by this point rather used both men ruffling his hair as though it were a public attraction and as such he merely rolled his eyes at the silver haired male did so, his eyes trailing down to stare at the toned abdomen and chest that was revealed, his stomach doing something of a backflip at the pleasant view before he hastily snapped his gaze upward. A bath? Together? In the same room? Surely not.<br><br>"Right, Sir..." Cloud mumbled, turning toward the exit. "I'll... Head back to my room then... Have a bath and head to bed..." He began to walk away, images of sharing a bath with the General coursing through his mind; if only...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 04:07:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good. Tomorrow shouldn't be too difficult, then." He put on a handsome smile. "Your only class should be coming to this one tomorrow. Enjoy your day off and you know where to find me if you need me." He spoke, watching the boy heading away and toward the dormitories. Zack was quick to come up to Sephiroth, a playful smirk on his face. "You and blondie sure are spending a bit of time together, Sephiroth." He teased the general, earning a slight shake of the head from the older man. He was not quick to blush or be embarrassed about it, for Sephiroth felt that his link with Cloud was... well, something that shouldn't really be questioned.<br><br>Zack would laugh as he waved to the general, jogging after Cloud. He caught up with him and grinned, slinging an arm around his shoulders. "Running away so quickly, eh? You're not gonna accompany the general to the showers or anything?" He spoke in a baby voice, making kissing sounds to just tease the boy's obvious attraction to the general.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 15:06:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a good thing that Cloud didn't hear the short banter that occurred between Zack and Sephiroth. Had he, the blond would have likely blushed yet furthe and embarrassed himself; something he seemed to be rather good at when involving the silver haired General. As Zackcame up to him, he turned slightly to face the other man, coughing loudly at the comment and the kissing sounds, both of which earned Zack and good shove into the side wall.<br><br>"No! Zack! Stop that!" He exclaimed, before he looked nervously over his shoulder, as it expecting Sephiroth to have heard him, shaking his head before letting it hang limply. "I'm hopeless, aren't I?" He grumbled quietly, lifting a hand to rub the back of his head as he always did in nervous habit. His mind was now rather peroccupied with the image of the General in the shower, or a bath... A difficult image to remove...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 05:40:55</strong>
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				"Oh come on!" He laughed, finding that the situation was rather cute and funny to him. Luckily, Zack didn't mind any sort of same-sex relation thing going on, for he had witnessed it in his life and he could admit that there were some boys his age that were rather cute. Cloud included of course, but it seemed that someone had already entranced the blond's senses and attentions. "You're not hopeless, Cloud." He chuckled, patting his shoulder. "You just have to be a bit more confident. It's obvious that Sephiroth likes you too. Well, to me, at least." He rubbed the side of his neck and snickered.<br><br>"You just have to be forward and not be so nervous. He may be a general and may be a famous person, but if you show him that you're interested in him for something other than money and fame, I'm sure you'll snag him sooner or later." He advised. "That is, unless you want to go to training every night and make googly eyes at him instead~"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 02:39:29</strong>
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				Cloud's features shifted into a rather adorable pout, looking sideways at the dark haired man, shaking his head quickly. "I am hopeless..." he grumbled to himself, lowering his gaze to the floor as they made their way back to their room, huffing softly. As Zack spoke again however, his eyes widened and he smiled brightly, albeit nervously and licked his lips, mumbling quietly. "You... You think the General likes me? As in... <em>Likes</em> me?" He bit his lower lip and looked downward, moving to a stop as the other man continued.<br><br>"R-Right! Right... I'm going to do... Something..." He seemed to flail for a moment, shuffling his weight from one foot to the other as the brief bout of bravery came over him. "I'm going to... Let him know! Maybe... Maybe we'll go out for a drink or... Or something... I don't know." He swallowed thickly and took a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair and turning around to face back the way he had come, blinking slowly.<br><br>"I'm going to... Do it, Zack! Going to... Yeah." he tried so hard to hype himself up before he made his way forward, turning to smile nervously at the dark haired man. "Wish me luck!" He called before he hurried off towards the training rooms, slowing as he reached the entrance, looking briefly around. Sephiroth was heading towards the showers, but it would most likely be strange from the blond to suddenly pop up there...<br><br>Maybe he should hang around in the corridors a little? Yes. Cloud nodded and leaned lightly against a nearby wall, biting his lower lip and fiddling with his fingers, trying to come up with something interesting to say to the General...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 07:40:35</strong>
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				Zack found it rather cute that Cloud was getting a bit more self-esteem and wanted to prove to Zack that he could be forward and let Sephiroth know how he felt. The dark-haired man smirked and gave a light wave to his young friend that was rushing off, so quick and eager to find his general. With that, Zack yawned and retired to their bedroom, wanting to at least get a nap until Cloud returned from his meeting with Sephiroth. He could only hope that it went well, of course.<br><br>Sephiroth himself had gone off to the showers, knowing that the warm waters would help soothe his tense, aching muscles from such an intense training session. When Cloud did come to the showers and was waiting patiently outside, he would only have to wait a good ten minutes since Sephiroth had already been there for quite some time. Long hair was damp and laying over his powerful, bare back as he stepped out into the corridor in nothing but his towel. The handsome general was using another towel to dry his frame when he noticed the blond cadet.<br><br>"Cloud? Something wrong?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:27:01</strong>
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				There couldn't have been a more unhelpful sight to Cloud's newly found courage than the General, still wet from the showers in nothing but a towel. If Sephiroth was naked then the young cadet could at least turn around quickly, as was expected, however as it was... The poor blond was unsure what to do.<br><br>"S-sir!" He announced, far too loudly to be normal, a salute rigidly coming to his figure.<br><br><em>Focus, Cloud!</em><br><br>That body... So... Perfect...<br><br><em>No! Ask him for a drink! How his day was, anything!</em><br><br>Oh God...<br><br>The two sides of Cloud's mind made it difficult to speak, however the cadet forced himself to do so, his tone stuttered and rushed. "I-I'm fine, Sir... I was just wondering if you... Ah... Well... Had any... Anything... Of interest... Happening tonight...?" He winced at his own terrible wording, shaking his head and grimacing as a deeply embarrassed chuckle passed between his lips.<br><br><em>Try again, Cloud...</em><br><br>"By that I mean... Do you... Have any plans tonight? Be-because if you don't, maybe it would be nice to do... Something... Maybe... Together?" He swallowed thickly and looked off to one side, cheeks glowing a bright red, biting hard upon his lower lip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 22:30:22</strong>
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				The general lifted a brow as the other saluted so rigidly. It wasn't as if Cloud had a real requirement to go doing that sort of thing since he was a student of his now, and Sephiroth's students were so minimal that he did form personal relationships with each of them. Zack was a friend of his, and it seemed that Cloud was quickly rising up to be one as well. He was using his other towel to dab at the side of his neck while Cloud was stuttering, perhaps nervous about... well, whatever it was that brought him here in the first place.<br><br>When the blond finally gathered enough courage to ask him out on a date of sorts, the general's eyebrows shot up in surprise. It wasn't as if Sephiroth hadn't been asked out on a date before, but he just didn't expect it out of Cloud of all people. The boy was demure and quite embarrassed when he was around Sephiroth, so what had brought on this sudden burst of bravery?<br><br>Nevertheless, the man slowly put on a grin and ruffled his hair affectionately. "That sounds wonderful, Cloud. Come on and follow me. You can tell me what you had in mind on the way to my quarters. I need to get changed first, after all." He headed toward the elevator, his other towel draped about his neck now. "Well?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 22:18:05</strong>
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				The young cadet's heartbeat thudded loudly against his chest, a feeling of deep dread weeling within his body as he watched the General's eyebrows shot upward as he voiced the question. He chewed heavily upon his lower lip even as his hair was ruffled so affectionately, wondering whether it was a simple gesture of&nbsp; apology before a refusal.<br><br>He didn't at all expect for his offer to be accepted, and a wide smile came to his features, oceanic eyes glittering slightly with glee before he nodded hastily and hurried along beside the silver haired male, looking terribly excited. As he thought on it however, Cloud had little idea actually what he wished to do; where they would go. His gaze flicked occasionally from the corridor ahead to Sephiroth's perfected figure, shuffling his shoulders nervously as they came to the elevator, crossing his arms across his chest.<br><br>"W-Well... We could... I mean... There's the employee bar downstairs..." He frowned slightly. That was for meetings, forced relations between colleagues. "Or... There must be loads of bars around headquarters; Zack goes on and on about them..." Cloud had never really indulged in the 'night life' of Midgar, despite Zack's best efforts.<br><br>Hopefully things would be better off with Sephiroth... If anything, the blond wouldn't need to fret about being safe.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 07:51:16</strong>
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				"I'd rather get out of the headquarters myself if you don't mind. Wall Market isn't too far from here. I know a shortcut that can take us to one of the bars," he explained as he opened up the door to his room. There was no wonder that he was a general, as the bedroom was rather grand with a large king-sized bed situated in the center of the room, the open roof allowing moonlight to peer down into the grandiose living quarters. He went to his wardrobe and drew out a rather simple, long-sleeved white shirt and a pair of black pants that were vast differences from his usual battle attire. He made his way into the bathroom in order to change, the towel being tossed out onto the bed as he slipped it from his waist.<br><br>He soon came out of the bathroom, smoothing out the crisp dress shirt that clung to the contours of his powerful frame that had been exposed only moments before. "Well? Shall we go?" He smirked, offering one strong arm to the blond in order for him to take. Ah yes, he had full intention of being a true gentleman if they would be going out for a drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 23:40:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud nodded swiftly as Sephiroth spoke of going to Wall Market; Zack had spoke of the place many times before. The many inns, bars and restaurants the high street housed had seemed rather unattainable to the young cadet as he would never venture there alone, and the black haired man, for all his good intentions, often god too drunk to remember where he was, let alone look after a fretting Cloud. "Oh, of course! That would be great! I mean... Nice..." He coughed quietly, scratching the back of his head nervously before he found himself inside Sephiroth's quarters, looking round with great curiosity.<br><br>It seemed like such a forbidden place and yet here he was, having been lead inwards... The sight of the towel being tossed outward brought forth a blush upon those pale cheeks; the blonde's imagination running rather wild as he thought of how the General would look in all his 'glory'... <br><br><em>Stop torturing yourself, Cloud! Not helpful!</em><br><br>Thankfully, Sephiroth was not gone long, and the young cadet took the time to look oer the casual attire that adorned that perfected frame, swallowing in a loud and obvious fashion. "I... Ah.... Yes...! Yes, let's go..." He mumbled quietly, blushing deeply as he slid his arm lightly into the silver haired man's.<br><br>"I... I don't know the way... Ive never really... Been out much..." He had, in actual fact never ventured out... But Sephiroth didn't need to know that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:59:19</strong>
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				The general chuckled as he walked out of the room alongside of the blushing cadet, finding that it made him even more adorable if that was possible. Seeing him in such a state made Sephiroth smile, for he knew that his actions and his presence were the things that made Cloud brush as bright as a tomato. "Don't worry yourself over it. I'd be worried myself if you did know the way on your own, to be honest." He tapped his nose playfully as they headed out of the headquarters altogether. As Sephiroth promised, he knew shortcuts that went down alleyways and staircases to finally end up right beside the tavern in Wall Market.<br><br>"It shouldn't be too crowded." He smirked, leading the pretty blond inside and easing the both of them down at a table that was close to the door. Just in case they needed to leave quickly, which Sephiroth was always prepared for. When the waitress came over, she seemed clearly shocked and affected that Sephiroth of all people was here. "G-General!"<br><br>"Yes. House special and your strongest drink for me, hm?" He looked up to her, smirking slightly. "And Cloud?" He turned his attention back to his companion, lifting a brow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 04:37:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud's cheeks seemed to possess a constant blush; the redness never fading even as the pair made their way through the outside pathways towards Wall Market. The blond had unconsciously leaned sideways to press himself closer to the silver haired General, a small smile playing about his lips as his fingers coiled ever so slightly around Sephiroth's forearm. He felt so very safe and secure with the other man; there was an air of dominance and power about the General, and the young cadet found himself completely swept away with it.<br><br>Still, he was hardly known for being comfortable in public and despite Sephiroth's assurances that it would be fine inside the bar he frowned and pressed himself closer, looking quickly around the room which, thankfully, was indeed not too crowded. "It's.... Nice in here..." He mumbled quietly, smiling ever so slightly as he was deposited into a chair, clasping his hands together and resting them upon the small table, turning downward to gaze down at his lap.<br><br>He was actually here; in a bar with the great General Sephiroth... How many people would kill to be in his position right now? It seemed bizarre and impossible to Cloud, that he had actually been successful in coming out with the silver haired man; even if nothing came of the evening, the pair would surely be friends,and that was more than the blond expected.<br><br>He glanced up quickly as he was addressed, blinking quickly. "What? Oh, ah..." He swallowed thickly and lowered his head again, glancing to the waitress. "Could I have... Ah..." What did Zack order? He had no idea about alcohol. "A gin and lemonade, please? And... And I'll have the house special too..." He smiled nervously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 18:03:23</strong>
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				"Gin and lemonade?" The waitress nodded in understanding and flipped her book closed. "Coming right up." She put on a lovely smile, particularly for the handsome general before she headed away and into the back of the kitchen to give the chef the order. The man would stretch his powerful legs out and rest one hand over his hard stomach while he waited for the food. "I haven't been out on a date in quite some time." Of course, with Sephiroth's busy work schedule, it was hard to make plans with someone who was outside of the headquarters. It made so much more sense to do so with an actual member of SOLDIER, after all. <br><br>"Assuming that this is a date, I mean." He lifted a brow, not wanting to offend Cloud if the boy wanted to just show the man some appreciation for training him. The man put on a lovely smirk, taking hold of one dainty hand to gently kiss the back of it. "You're just not used to this sort of treatment from someone else, are you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 23:27:26</strong>
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				Cloud smiled brightly at the waitress, even though she paid little attention to him; what else could he expect when he was out with the Great General Sephiroth? The man was a living legend, after all... Blue eyes had shifted to rest idly upon the table that searated them, and the young cadet was trying to think of something of interest to say before Sephiroth spoke, and a deep blush came instantly to the blonde;s cheeks as he raised his head.<br><br>"I-I...&nbsp; A date...?" He swallowed thickly, shuffling about upon his chair. He had certainly wanted it to be a date, but he never thought that the silver haired man would ever class an outing as such; a work-related outing, seemed more likely than a 'date'. He coughed loudly as the other man went on, shaking his head quickly and speaking in a hurried tone. "N-No, no! I mean... This could be a-a date if you... Wanted it to be... That is... I wouldn't mind..."<br><br>His breath then caught in his throat at the smirk that graced Sephiroth's lips, biting his lower lip at the kiss that was placed to the back of his hand. A tingling sensation spawed from the gesture and as he slid it back, he pressed slender fingers to the point of contact gingerly. "I... N-No... Not really, Sir..." He mumbled softly in response to the question, having slipped back into formal address without realising it. "I never really go out... And I'm a bit... Well... Pathetic so none of the other cadets really like me that much..." He chuckled nervously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 18:09:28</strong>
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				To see Cloud so nervous and embarrassed about being called out on his desires to date the older man... it was nothing short of adorable in his eyes. "I'm more than happy for it to be a date, Cloud. Don't be nervous." He laughed heartily and crossed his arms over his chest. "And don't call me sir, Cloud. I have the ease of calling you by your first name, so you should have the same for me. Even if I am your superior, I don't want you to think of me as just that." He nodded to assure his statement. While Cloud was no doubt rather intimidated by Sephiroth's simple presence, they wouldn't get anywhere if Cloud didn't start to ease up around the general.<br><br>"And don't think of yourself as pathetic. While some cadets might find negativity in your dislike for going out and whatnot, some others might find it a treasure. Like an untouched, innocent treasure." He smirked, those fingers grabbing up the ones of Cloud once more to bring them to his lips for a kiss.<br><br>"Understand what I mean?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 22:28:05</strong>
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				Cloud smiled in a relieved, if still terribly embarrassed fashion at the General's reassurance that this was indeed a date. It seemed like such an unlikely situation to the young blond; something to be kept in dreams rather than something that could actually happen.<br><br>As his hand was taken once again and kissed, along with such wonderful and charming words, Cloud's lips parted slightly, a small sound of embarassment passing between them as his blush increased.<br><br>'An untouched treasure...'<br><br>He had never thought of himself as anything of the sort, and he allowed his hand to remain in Sephiroth's as he smiled and spoke softly. "I never... Thought of myself like that before... Thank you Si-Sephiroth..." He lowered his gaze sheepishly, the name still seeming so strange on his tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 17:02:15</strong>
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				Sephiroth perhaps might have been too charming for his own good, and he was well aware of such a predicament. Was it the way he was raised, isolated from other children that allowed him to hone his skills to perfection for when he finally <em>did</em> talk to someone else? Was it an effect of the mako inside of him that kept him in top condition, whether it be mental or physical? It was all a mystery, yet perhaps it was a question better left unanswered.<br><br>"You're quite welcome, Cloud. I speak nothing but the truth." He assured. When the food and drinks were brought over, Sephiroth thanked the waitress and let Cloud's hand go so he could eat. The meal was quite fantastic and the strange silence about the bar was better than ever, for they had time to enjoy the company of each other rather than the rambunctious attitudes of some of the more seasoned tavern veterans.<br><br>When they were finished, Sephiroth dabbed his lips and paid for the tab before getting up onto his feet. "Come." He chuckled, offering a powerful arm to Cloud. "The night's still young. We can go for a walk if you're not opposed to it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 13:58:43</strong>
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				Cloud swallowed thickly, it seeming that everything Sephiroth did served to cause the young blond yet further embarrassment. A constant blush remaining upon his slender cheeks as he lowered his head slightly, biting his lower lip. He simply wasn't used to going out at all, let alone with the great General Sephiroth, let alone when said silver haired man complimented him at every opportunity and as such he found himself rather lost for words, merely shuffling about upon his chair, shooting the occasional smile to his 'date'.<br><br>it sounded so very wrong; calling Sephiroth a date and yet it seemed as though that was what their outing was. Even the General himself had said as much, and as the food and drink arrived, Cloud jumped slightly and smiled sheepishly at the waitress, swallowing thickly before he began to eat the rather wonderful food sighing contentidly at both the taste and the company. The drink too, was surprisingly good; the young blond had never been one for much alcohol, and yet he quite enjoyed his, gulping it down rather quickly with a small hiccup upon finishing.<br><br>"Ahh... Thank you... For the meal..." he commented as they finished rising to stand also before he blinked at the offered arm, an embarrassed smile coming to his lips as he slid his own through it noting just how smaller he seemed when compared to the great General. "A walk...?" Cloud repeated, tilting his head to one side with a nod. "That sounds... Wonderful."<br><br>In truth, he didn't wish for the night to end; he would go anywhere with Sephiroth if it meant spending more time with the man.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 19:18:23</strong>
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				The general would put on a warm smile, for he was not necessarily used to going out with other people and enjoying dates such as this. It was a completely new experience indeed, and yet he felt so at peace with Cloud that he wanted to do it more and more. His other hand came to rest on top of Cloud's own, giving it an affectionate squeeze while he lead the young cadet out of Wall Market. They were just walking along the path in between Wall Market and the small town not too far away from it on the other side of the construction site. It might not have been the most optimum of romantic getaways, but for the two of them, Sephiroth figured that just about any place would do. <br><br>"I do hope that we can do this more often." He chuckled softly, looking down to the younger soldier with a playful smile on his face. "I had a wonderful time tonight, after all." He gave that hand a playful kiss once more as they continued walking. Most were rather intimidated by the great general, so they didn't have to worry about being interrupted or anything like that. <br><br>"Hopefully next time you won't feel so shy, hm? Even though you are irresistible when you blush and act so innocent." He smirked, fingers brushing playfully over the boy's chin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 23:26:26</strong>
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				Cloud smiled brightly at the comforting squeeze to his hand, finding his body drifting slowly to one side to lean against the General's body, one of his cheeks resting upon a powerful shoulder with a small and contented sigh. Despite his fear of being out in public, his embarrassment at every action Sephiroth preformed, he felt so very comfortable with the silver haired man; so safe and secure. It was odd for Cloud to be comfortable with anyone aside from Zack, and yet here he was, practically nuzzling into the great General's figure without realising.<br><br>As they came to the secluded construction site the young blond blinked slowly and tilted his head to one side, looking upward into brilliant green, glowing eyes with a small nod. "I... I did too... It was... Fun..." 'Fun' seemed like such a foolish way of describing the evening, however Cloud was somewhat lost for words as he simply followed along with Sephiroth's stride, smiling happily to himself.<br><br>"E-Eh?" He blinked quickly and looked off to one side, his cheeks flaring brightly at the final comment, bright blue eyes widening in surprise. "I-I'm... Irres-" He couldn't even finish the word, shaking his head quickly as he nibbled his lower lip, his head raising slightly as the General's fingers brushed overhis chin, a small gasp passing between his lips at the touch, his eyes resting on a point just below Sephiroth's own.<br><br>"You think I'm...?" He swallowed thickly, looking off to one side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 21:17:08</strong>
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				"Of course. Do you not think of yourself as so?" Sephiroth asked, as if such a question was so commonplace. His large hand was resting right underneath his chin, fingers stroking slowly at the delicate flesh. "You're quite cute, whether you want to admit it or not." He laughed in amusement and curled the other closer to his side, his hand resting on one slim hip. He would let out a happy sigh as he stood in the abandoned area outside of Wall Market, gazing over the former playground with a slight smile on his face. He had to admit that the place did serve as a nice memory for him, for he had come here to play on the swings when he had been younger. Such a sheltered life and he had rarely gotten the opportunity to come by, but he was indeed lucky to have sneaked out from time to time.<br><br>He eased himself into one of the swings and didn't even ask before he took Cloud's hand and eased him down onto one powerful thigh. He gave his cheek a soft kiss and put on a handsome smile, his fingers once more taking a hold of that smooth chin.<br><br>"It'd be nice to go out on a date like this again if you don't mind. I enjoy spending time with you, Cloud." He mumbled, eyes locked with the sweet blues of the younger man. "If you'd like, of course." He wrapped both of his powerful arms around the smaller man, squeezing him up close to his broad chest.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:40:21</strong>
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				The touch upon his chin cause Cloud's heart beat to quicken slightly, bright blue eyes being unable to look away from Sephiroth's dazzling green ones and the young blond swallowed thickly as a strong hand came to rest upon his hip, his body shifting slightly from side to side, the faintest of whimpers passing between his lips. "I... I never thought that I was... I was cute; I thought I was just... Kind of weak... He blushed and looked off to one side, gazing at nothing in particular as he always found his eyes trailing back to the silver haired man who was standing so very close... it would be so easy just to lean upward and... No. He couldn't do such a thing...<br><br>Cloud blinked quickly as he found himself tugged lightly to sit upon one of Sephiroth's thighs, a gasp passing between his lips before he could stop himself at the sensation of firm muscle beneath him before he froze, breath hitching audibly at the kiss to his cheek. He had to be dreaming, surely? Surely Sephiroth had not just actually kissed him?<br><br>He found his face being turned to face the other man's again, and lightly bit his lower lip, it being difficult to believe just what he was hearing, the fact that Sephiroth wished to spend more time with him seeming far too good to be true... "I... I'd love to... To spend more time with you, S-Sephiroth..." He murmured with a deep blush, placing his hands gingerly upon the General's broad chest, his body seeming to melt into the powerful embrace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 02:57:40</strong>
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				"Weak? Nonsense. You have quite a lot of potential. You just need someone to help you bring it out into the open." He grinned, his hand resting on the other's lower back as they swung slowly on the swingset. His fingers brushed slightly over the other's chin as well, giving soft touches to the smooth jaw as well. At the boy's admittance to wanting to spend more time with him, he couldn't hide his joy that spread over his face. It had to be a strange expression on a stoic, powerful man like him, but he was definitely more than pleased at the response.<br><br>"Then I'll try to think up an even better place to go next time, hm?" He gave his cheekbone another kiss and squeezed him closer into his powerful arms to keep the smaller man warm. "Of course, don't think that just because I'm going on dates with you that you can slack on your training." He teased, tapping his index finger gently against the other's nose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 15:15:43</strong>
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				Cloud smiled in an embarrassed and yet deeply pleased fashion as he was complimented so kindly by the General. It was so strange to see such a different side to the usually silent and distant man, and as they swung gently back and forth, the young blond couldn't help but rest his head lightly upon the powerful chest, sighing happily. "Thank you for... Being so kind to me, General, oh... Ah, Sephiroth..." He blushed slightly. "Sorry..."<br><br>The young cadet then chuckled quietly and nodded firmly, tentatively resting his hands upon Sephiroth's chest. "I won't slack off... You'd be disappointed in me if I did, wouldn't you?" He looked up into the silver haired man's face, his cheeks changing to a light pink.<br><br>"And I... I don't mind where we go; its nice just to be with you like this..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 18:21:58</strong>
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				Sephiroth enjoyed the feeling of the younger man just cuddling into his powerful chest and enjoying the closeness and heat that radiated from Sephiroth's body. His hand slid up and down along his back, fingers teasing at the small of it each time that his fingers passed it. "Mmm..." He leaned his head over and kissed his temple playfully while they leaned back in relaxation, swinging slowly on the swingset. "I would be disappointed indeed." He chuckled, giving his forehead a soft, playful kiss. "All right, then. I'll think up some place that the both of us can enjoy." He brushed aside unruly blond hair and kissed his cheekbone tenderly.<br><br>"You want to head back or stay here for a bit longer?" He murmured, that deep voice rumbling softly in his young cadet's ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 15:37:34</strong>
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				Very soft sighs of pleasure passed between Cloud's slightly parted lips as he felt those strong hands sliding up and down his back, arching forward with a small gasp each time fingers pressed into his frame. He swallowed thickly and glanced upward with a soft chuckle at Sephiroth's first words, nodding and speaking a hushed response. "I... I'll do my best to never disappoint you, Sephiroth..."<br><br>The young blonde the blushed deeply as the silver haired General pressed his lips to his cheek, shuffling a little upon the man's lap before he frowned at the thought of their night coming to an end.<br><br>"W-well... If we... Go back... Would that be the end of our night?" He asked nervously, biting his lower lip. "Because I... I don't want it to be over yet..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 18:06:02</strong>
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				It was rather adorable to see Cloud admitting that the night didn't need to be over. He put on a warm smile as he looked down to him, his hand running up and down over the length of his spine. "It doesn't have to be if you don't want it to be. We can do whatever you want when we get back to headquarters. I just know that these parts get a bit dirty around this time of night, so I don't want you to be out here. Even when I'm here with you." He spoke protectively, curling the boy up against his broad chest. He gave him a warm kiss on the lips and rested his forehead against the blushing blond's own. "Come on." He whispered, easing Cloud off of his lap so he could get up and begin the trek back to headquarters with him. He had him curled in protectively against his broad chest, a powerful arm ensnared around his small figure.<br><br>"We can do a bit of training if you like." He offered as they stepped back through the gates of the training headquarters. "What might you want to do with a general like myself, hm? There has to be something in that pretty little head of yours." He teased, giving his earlobe a soft nibble and kiss while he stood there at the gate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 20:44:08</strong>
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				Cloud felt so very safe, so very comfortable as he sat upon Sephiroth's lap, his back arching in a smooth wave with the motion of the hand that ran down the length of his spine, soft mewling sounds passing between his slightly parted lips. He raised his head slowly, blinking upward into the strikingly handsome face with a slight blush at the depth of care the silver haired man seemed to have for him, and he nodded happily, a small smile on his features.<br><br>As he was then kissed upon the lips his eyes widened, a shocked and pleasured gasp passing between his lips as a jolt of electricity shot through his body before the kiss ended. The young cadet swallowed thickly and ran his tongue over his lips to taste the General again, his cheeks aglow with a deep blush before he slid from the comfortable lap and walked with Sephiroth back to Headquarters.<br><br>His whole body pressed tightly against the other much larger one, feeling extremely small in comparison. It was fine, however; it was wonderful to be enveloped in those strong arms and feel as though everything was right and good... As they stopped by the gates and the idea of training was brought up, Cloud parted his lips slightly to speak when Sephiroth spoke of what he wished to do and nibbled on his ear delicately.<br><br>A soft, almost inaudible moan slipped between Cloud's lips as he tilted his head upward slightly into the touch, swallowing thickly. "I... I... D-dont know... What would... You like to do, S-Sir?" He asked tentatively, a clear combination of nerves and excitement lining his tone. It was quite remarkable that the blond was able to speak at all in his state however, and he gazed hopefully into deep green eyes, waiting for Sephiroth's response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 15:19:18</strong>
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				The general had a handsome smirk plastered on his face as he stood there, his hands resting on the young cadet's hips to squeeze them gently. "Anything is just fine with me, Cloud. You wanted to spend some time together, so let's spend some time together, hm? We can train, play cards, do just about anything." He affirmed as he lead the smaller man up the pathway, listening to the sounds of the night all around them. He held him tightly in one big arm, even if he knew that Cloud was still safe in these walls because no one would dare hurt anyone in fear of being punished severely. "There has to be something you've got in mind in that gorgeous little head of yours, hm?" He mumbled, looking down to the boy with a light grin on his face.<br><br>"Throw a couple of ideas at me and I'll be happy to pick one for you. Any single thing you can think of." He nipped his ear once more, hand drawing that svelte figure closer to his strong one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 16:56:24</strong>
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				Cloud gasped softly as he felt the General's hands lightly squeeze his hips, shifting them slightly from side to side into the touch before he bit his lower lip, looking upward into Sephiroth's face. Did the man not know what he was doing to him? It was torture for the young blond as he shuffled in the firm hold, his own hands clenched tightly as his sides.<br><br>His cheeks were a light shade of pink as again he was asked what he would like to do, shaking his head quickly at the embarrassing and shameful thought. He released a surprised and soft whimper at the second nibble to his ear, cheeks flushing due to reasons beside embarrassment as he mumbled in a quiet tone. "I... W-well... Could we... Maybe... Have a n-nice drink together?"<br><br>He stuttered horribly but willed himself to continue, slightly hooded blue eyes raised to look into Sephiroth's face, praying that his next words wouldn't ruin the night's atmosphere. "M-maybe in... In your room?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 16:40:38</strong>
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				It was clear what the little blond wanted to do, but Sephiroth was just trying to get him to speak it verbally. When he did manage, he couldn't hide the handsome grin that came over his face. "A drink in my quarters, hm? Well I think we can arrange that." He murmured warmly against his ear. His hands got a firm grasp of those lovely hips of his before he slid his arm around his shoulders to lead him toward his room. The walk was torturous, as he was kissing and nuzzling softly against the little blond's neck and shoulder while they walked. It was a playful gesture, though could be construed as something more intimate.<br><br>"What kind of drink would you like?" He asked playfully as they stepped onto the elevator, Sephiroth holding the little blond flush up against his chest as they waited for it to reach the top floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 17:19:12</strong>
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				Cloud's cheeks flushed deeply as the offer was accepted, his heart performing a mild backflip in his chest at the thought that soon it would be just himself and Sephiroth, sharing the same room at the start of the night...<br><br>Perhaps the blond was getting ahead of himself, but he simply couldn't help it; his body was already alight with a deep craving for the silver haired General, and his hips even arched slightly forward as they were gripped tightly before he found himself guided towards the large glass elevator.<br><br>The first kiss and nuzzle to his neck brought forth a deep shudder from the young cadet, and he groaned softly, his body somewhat limp as it was played so very perfectly. He arched into every brush of lips against his flesh, trembling and releasing small whimpers before they halted as they entered the elevator.<br><br>Blinking slowly, his breath slightly laboured, Cloud raised his eyes slowly and shook his head at the question, replying in a breathless tone. "I-I don't mind, S-Sir..." He then, in a daring move, rose to his tiptoes and placed the smallest of kisses to the General's throat, blushing furiously as he withdrew. "I'll have... Whatever you want..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 08:45:16</strong>
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				The kiss to his throat was rather surprising at first, though he couldn't hide his handsome smile as the little blond moved back down onto his feet and blushed so brightly. "You're a rather easy person to please then, aren't you?" He laughed warmly and ensnared the boy in one arm a bit more tightly as they finally stepped out of the elevator. They made their way toward the bedroom at the end of the hall and Sephiroth was the one to push open the door, once again revealing the grandiose bedroom that Cloud had already been in before.<br><br>"Take a seat and I'll make us something." He assured, motioning to his bed where the other would find that the mattress was quite soft and comfortable. He moved toward the cabinet in the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of bourbon, pouring them both a small glass of it to enjoy. "Here." He grinned, handing the young cadet the drink and easing down beside him.<br><br>"Don't drink too fast. It's rather strong."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 15:17:48</strong>
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				Cloud coughed softly as Sephiroth spoke of his easy to please nature, shuffling on the spot for a moment before he slowly shook his head, his lush deepening as he replied quietly. "N-Not all the time, Sir... It... It's really just with you that I s-seem to be... So very, ah. 'easy to please'..." He then walked along the corridor, leaning against Sephiroth's side heavily as the strong arm encircled his shoulders, a contented sigh passing through his lips at the close proximity, and how genuinely nice it felt to be so close to the silver haired General.<br><br>As they entered the large and wonderful bedroom, the young bond blushed slightly as he regarded the bed, nodding wordlessly&nbsp; and walking slowly towards the plush mattress, pecking lightly upon the edge, his posture somewhat rigid. All he could think about was the fact that he was seated upon Sephiroth's bed, in Sephiroth's room; about to drink some of Sephiroth's alcohol... It seemed so unreal to the young cadet, who looked to the side with a bright ye nervous smile as the General returned.<br><br>"Thank you..." He murmured, taking the glass and taking an experimental sip. He coughed quietly at the rather overpowering taste of alcohol, though upon considering, it was rather pleasant how the trickle of heat filtered into his body, and he smiled, taking a second sip shortly after. "It... It's nice, I like it..." He said with a small nod, unconsciously shuffling closer to the other man upon the bedsheets.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 04:04:18</strong>
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				The general chuckled from the closeness that Cloud wanted to initiate, something he didn’t mind in the least. The young man was quite a warm body as well, so Sephiroth’s arm drew him closer in order to warm the both of them up. “Good. I’m glad you enjoy it.” He took a sip of his own drink and put on a handsome smile as he looked down at the young man. “And why is it just with me that you’re so easy to please, hm?” He asked curiously. He was genuinely interested in what the blond could come up with, those bright eyes of his glimmering with a playful tint to them.<br><br>[ Sorry for short post, dear. Schoolwork has drained my mind. X.x; ]<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 18:58:18</strong>
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				(No worries, dear!)<br><br>Cloud continued to sip on his bourbon, licking his lips occasionally as he seemed to rather enjoy the pleasantly warm alcohol, especially with the current company he shared. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he rested quite happily against the General before the question was asked, at which point he blinked quickly and blushed, lowering his head.<br><br>"W-well... I don't know, Sir... I think maybe... Because you're... You're g-good at pleasing?" He then blinked and hastily shook his head, his blush brightening. "I-I mean! Not that..." He quickly added before he shuffled and hung his head, mumbling nervously.<br><br>"I think its because I... I like you, Sir... B-but a lot... You're so strong, and brave... And quite... Um... Well... H-handsome..." He squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head before he abruptly stood, thinking that he had made a terrible fool of himself.<br><br>"I-I"m sorry Sir. I'll... I'll show myself out..." He murmured, turning away and proceeding to swiftly leave the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 06:08:14</strong>
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				It was one thing to get the hints and whatnot from the cadet’s end, but it was entirely different to actually hear the young blond start to tell him why he was easy to please around Sephiroth. When he quickly rose up and tried to escape, the general laughed and ensnared a strong hand around his wrist. “And leave your alcohol sitting back here on its own? Come on. Sit back down, I’m not going to take you to the gallows or anything.” He grinned, easing him back down onto the bed with one arm wrapped around his shoulders to secure him in the spot.<br><br>“Look… I’m quite flattered that you think of me that way.” He grinned down to him and kissed his cheekbone tenderly. “I think you’re quite the adorable and beautiful young man. It’s rare to get that kind of compliment out of me too.” He admitted, patting his lower back gently.<br><br>“Relax, all right? You don’t have to try to impress me or make me happy. You’re doing it just by being around me. Just calm down, hm?” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:14:01</strong>
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				Cloud blinked quickly as his wrist was caught, effectively ending his weak attempt to leave what he thought would be a terribly awkward situation. As he was guided back down to sit on the bed however, he shuffled slightly into the powerful arm that had slipped around his shoulders, blinking up at the silver haired General.<br><br>"R, right... Sorry, Sir..." He mumbled quietly, lowering his head again as he tried to make himself relax, reaching to take another gulp of the pleasant alcohol. Timing was not on the young blonde's side as as he began to swallow, the rather heavy compliment was made and he coughed loudly, a bright blush upon his cheeks before he swallowed it down and spoke.<br><br>"Y-you think... I'm... Th-thank you, Sir..." Cloud have not once thought of himself as attractive, let alone beautiful, and a small smile came to his features as he nodded and gulped down what remained of drink in several swallows, hoping that it would help him to relax with the other man, a slight red hue coming to his cheeks that had little to do with embarrassment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 15:31:51</strong>
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				The general chuckled quietly as he held him close to his body, his other hand busy holding that small glass of bourbon to sip on it from time to time. The alcohol would no doubt help him loosen up a bit, so he was rather pleased that he had opted to give the young man a taste of it. "There we go. Getting a bit more relaxed now, huh?" He didn't think of it as taking advantage of the young man, but helping him ease up a bit and realize that life wasn't worth getting nervous and embarrassed over all the time. He poured a bit more of the drink into Cloud's glass and gave those alcohol-glimmering lips of his a soft, tender kiss.<br><br>"Here." He murmured, handing the glass over once more and finishing off his own drink with a deep, hearty sigh. "And of course I do. You're a young man but... you have so many feminine features, you know that? Those eyes, that face..." His hand cradled one cheek and he grinned as he tilted his chin up. "I bet you'd look just jaw-dropping if you embraced that side of your personality."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 00:17:05</strong>
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				Cloud shuffled slightly and leaned rather heavily against the silver haired man's figure, nodding slowly as he spoke of becoming more relaxed. He felt happier, more comfortable and slightly hot as he perched upon the General's bed, brilliant blue eyes blinking slowly as the gazed upward the the much taller man's face, smiling to himself. "Mm hmm... I feel better..." He murmured before his lips were suddenly kissed yet again, a small mewling sound echoing the gesture as the young blond tilted his head ever so slightly forward to try and continue the motion.<br><br>Unfortunately, it was broken rather quickly and so Cloud frowned, a small and somewhat adorable pout coming to his features as he took up the glass, swiftly the contents slowly, peering down at it before his femininity was mentioned, glancing up with a somewhat embarrassed expression. It seemed to be a good thing however, as a hand cupped his cheek and Cloud turned bravely into the touch, nuzzling deeply into the General's palm before he leaned back and gulped down more of is bourbon, hiccuping quietly.<br><br>"Ahh... Pardon me, S-Sir..." He murmured, smiling somewhat before he suddenly shiverred slightly and tugged his free hand idly at his shirt, looking down at it. "I feel hot... Is it hot in here...?" He blinked slowly upward at Sephiroth for a long moment before he abruptly leaned upward and pressed his lips briefly to his cheek in a small kiss, shuffling nervously as his own cheeks flushed a deep red.<br><br>"Are... Are you feeling hot at all, Sir...?" He asked softly, resuming his tugging of his shirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 16:22:17</strong>
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				The general could tell that the boy didn't hold his liquor very well, as evident by the fluster in his cheeks and the declaration from him that it was getting hot. He chuckled quietly in amusement and ruffled the young man's hair while he gave his cheek a kiss. "Only a little." He admitted slightly, grinning while Cloud tugged away at his own shirt. "You're welcome to get more comfortable if you like, little one." He teased, his arm curling around that small frame to squeeze him closer to his powerful body. He bent to kiss his lips a bit longer this time, giving his lower lip a soft nibble afterward.<br><br>He took the empty glass from the cadet and set it on the bedside table, his hands giving a slow, relaxing rub to those small shoulders. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 00:01:30</strong>
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				Cloud huffed quietly, a rather adorable pout forming upon his features at Sephiroth's words, shaking his head quickly. "I'm not little.. Maybe you're too big, S-Sir?" the final word was interrupted by a small hiccup as he raised a hand to lightly prod the silver haired man's side looking his body slowly up and down with a self-confirming nod. "Yes... You are definite too big, and I am normal sized..." he then began to peel his shirt upwards, the lower half of his slender stomach coming into view as he did so. His muscles, while not being perfect, were still pleasantly highlighted against his pale and smooth skin, there being a delicate curve to his hips.<br><br>He paused in the motion however, as he felt his shoulders being rubbed slowly, sighing heavily in pleasure at the sensation and leaning back fully into it, hi eyes slipping closed. "Mmn... You know... I... I always... Liked you, Sir..." he murmured quietly, his eyes opening again only slightly to peer sideways at Sephiroth through blond lashes, swallowing nervously. "P-Probably everyone does, though... So... So you're... Not surprised, hm...?" He smiled sheepishly, his hands dropping his shirt to rest lightly upon his thighs, rolling his shoulders back into the powerful hands that eased his tense muscles.<br><br>"Thank you for the drink... And the meal.. And... And the nice evening..." He continued softly, biting his lower lip as he turned to full face Sephiroth, bright azure eyes still half-lidded, cheeks rather flushed. "Is there... Any way that I can repay you for it all...?" He smiled slightly. "It must be... A bother to babysit a cadet..."<br><br>Was it him, or was there a definite atmosphere suddenly in the room? Cloud couldn't be sure, since he had had a bit to drink, but... There certainly seemed to be... Something, right? Maybe? Possibly...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 00:28:28</strong>
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				The general knew that the alcohol was affecting his young cadet, but he didn't mind. The boy only managed to be more adorable as he sat there, cheeks all flustered and his body clearly aching for more closeness from the legendary general. "I wouldn't say everyone. I don't get to go on dates and all that very often. I've had my fair share in the past, but nowadays I'm sucked into work too much." He grinned from ear to ear and lifted a brow when the boy asked if there was a way that he could repay him. "Hmm..." He mumbled thoughtfully, rubbing at his chin. "Of course there is." He smirked, his hands settling upon his own thighs after he had set his drink down on the bedside table.<br><br>"Come and give me a kiss. I want one from you." He had kissed Cloud before, but on his own initiation. He wanted to see how Cloud would lead a kiss along and also be able to taste those sweet lips again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 01:25:52</strong>
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				Cloud's features darkened considerably at Sephiroth's request, biting his lower lip and looking off to one side nervously as he shuffled upon the bedsheets. He had never really instigated anything of an intimate nature, indeed, the number of experiences the blond had had could be counted on one hand (not including the many touches and kisses Sephiroth himself did) and as such, he was understandably anxious about doing so. Anxious and yet also rather enticed by the opportunity to actually kiss the great General Sephiroth; it was something he had dreamed about for months... But dare he make that large leap into reality.<br><br>The boy swallowed thickly and slid his legs upwards so that he was knelt upon the bed, rising upward to bring himself level with the silver haired man's seated figure. He leaned forward ever so slightly, his hands resting upon the cover in order to keep himself balanced, the nervousness clear in his expression a inch by slow inch, he made his way closer. He hovered for several long moments in front of Sephiroth's face, his eyes lowered to rest upon the lips that were so close to his own, willing himself to take the plunge and simply act, rather than worry.<br><br>As he finally pressed his lips to the man's, the movement was extremely soft and tentative; barely a brush of lips, however the boy lingered for several moments, his eyes slipping closed in order to enjoy the close sensation that prickled his body. The smallest hint of a moan passed between his ever so lightly parted lips before he abruptly pulled away, his cheeks a brink pink as he lifted a hand and touched his fingertips to his lips, blinking slowly. <br><br>His heart was thumping rather loudly in his chest, the raised hand moving to rest over it as it thudded loudly against his ribcage, another loud swallow passing between his lips as he shuffled nervously, lowering his head. "S-Sorry... I'm not... That wasn't... Very good..." He mumbled softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 14:45:22</strong>
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				The general knew that Cloud was inexperienced, so he wasn't expecting the best kiss of his entire life, but he had to admit that Cloud was a rather nice natural at it. The man chuckled and closed his eyes slowly while their lips met, so soft and brief, unsure of himself no doubt. Sephiroth shook his head carefully and moved his fingers to rest upon Cloud's surprisingly-curvy hips. "Just relax, Cloud. You don't have to worry about impressing me." He affirmed, emerald eyes meeting with aqua ones. His hands squeezed upon his hips once more and brought him closer so the young cadet's chest was pressed up against the wider one of his general.<br><br>"Like this." He whispered, lips brushing very briefly over Cloud's own, though Sephiroth's own kiss was full of passion even if he didn't have to kiss him like some wild animal. Warm breath tickled his lips and he nipped softly at his lower lip while they stayed so close together, holding each other firmly. "Relax." He repeated in a warm, sultry tone while he scooted back to the pillows of his grand bed, a handsome smirk on his features. One hand came up, a finger motioning Cloud closer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 00:44:45</strong>
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				Cloud swallowed audibly as a hand rested upon his hip, a slight shiver passing over his slender frame, slightly hooded blue eyes gazing across at the General with a nervous desire smouldering in their depths. He tilted his head to one side as Sephiroth spoke before he gasped softly as he was kissed, his lips parting with a low and slight moan at the soft nibbling upon his lower lip. The passion that was felt in the brief kiss was startling and as the silver haired man pulled back, Cloud was left panting quietly.<br><br>His cheeks flushed brightly then as Sephiroth shuffled back upon the bed, looking across at the man, biting his lower lip. The beckoning motion of one finger caused the blonde to turn away briefly out of embarrassment before he looked back and shuffled forward on his hands and knees, crawling slowly up the General's legs until he seated himself lightly upon the man's thighs, hands resting ever so slightly upon his chest.<br><br>"I-is this... Alright?" He murmured quietly, blinking slowly at his idol. It seemed so strange; his fantasies actually happening... Part of him didn't believe it still and yet... It most certainly was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 23:57:33</strong>
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				The general smirked as the young man crawled over him with an unsure look on his face, clearly a bit hesitant since he was nowhere near drunk enough to lose all inhibitions. "It's perfectly fine, little one." He brought him down for another soft kiss as Cloud laid on top of him. His hands rested on his lower back and he would just lay there with the younger man snuggled on top of his body, so clearly comfortable with the radiation of warmth that came off of the general's body.<br><br>Not many people got to have this experience, but Cloud was a special case.<br><br>"Don't be so nervous, hm?" He mumbled, stroking his chin. "Nothing's going to happen that you don't want to happen, Cloud. I promise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 01:37:53</strong>
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				Cloud was somewhat drunk; had he not been it was likely that he would not have crawled over Sephiroth's body at all, and yet being so close to his hero, his idol was somewhat intimidating, not to mention the fact that the General was simply breathtaking to look at... The blond felt rather inadequate in comparison, no matter how the silver haired man complimented his slight physique. He whimpered softly as those hands rested upon his back, arching forward towards the other man with a small sigh of pleasure.<br><br>He couldn't deny that it felt wonderful to be so close to the other man and he moaned softly into the kiss that was shared between them, his eyes fluttering closed for several moments before the brilliant azure depths came into focus once again, and he swallowed thickly, hi breathing somewhat ragged due to their close proximity. "Ah... I... I know, Sir; I trust you..." And he did, completely... It was simply that the young cadet was nervous essentially all the time and as such it was difficult for him to not be.<br><br>"S-Sir... I... I w-want this... I want you..." He admitted after several long moments, his cheeks flushing a bright pink with embarrassment as he ever so slightly arched his hips forward, his erection ever so slightly bumping Sephiroth's stomach through their clothing; clear proof that he was speaking the truth.<br><br>"Please..." he added breathlessly, his hands clenching gently as they rested against the General's chest, a small shiver passing over his body as he waited, praying for something to happen. Truthfully, he felt a little uncomfortable; poised on top as he was as he had little idea of what he should do, but he hoped that Sephiroth would direct him, and show him what to do...&nbsp; Cloud wanted very much to pleased the silver haired man, and would do whatever was wanted of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 15:22:46</strong>
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				"Cloud..." The general couldn't hide his warm smile as he laid there underneath him, feeling the boy's erection rubbing gently against his hard stomach through the dress shirt he wore. He could tell that the cadet really did want him and it warmed his heart to see that the blond was so eager for attention in this state of slight inebriation. He gave a soft kiss to his forehead and wrapped him up in powerful arms to bring him closer to his chest, allowing him to nestle against the solid, warm mass of his body. He gave him a tender kiss upon his temple and took a firm hold of his pants to gently ease them down along his legs, along with his undergarments in such a loving, slow manner. "Just trust me." He whispered against his ear, freeing the boy's erection and slipping the pants off of his legs entirely.<br><br>He sat the boy up on his stomach and ran his hands over milky, smooth thighs. "So breathtaking..." He mumbled in between the two of them before his large hand came in between those thighs to rub carefully at the boy's aching shaft. "Still growing, hm?" He teased him gently while he used his free hand to push the boy's shirt up and over his head, stripping the boy naked and allowing him to lay on top of that warm, larger frame. He pressed his lips against Cloud's own while he continued to stroke at that throbbing length, feeling it dripping precum all over his skilled fingers. "Mmm..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 18:05:39</strong>
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				As his name was uttered so softly, Cloud swallowed and looked across at the silver haired General, arching forward fully into the larger body, his hands coming to rest lightly upon the shirt that hid a finely muscled chest from sight and touch. He lightly bit his bottom lip and shuddered slightly as he felt larger hands upon his pants, pressing downward to ease both them and his underwear from his smooth and shapely legs. A bright blush found its way onto his cheeks as his hardened erection was exposed however he nodded slowly toward Seohiroth; giving his full trust to the General; whatever the silver haired man wished, Cloud would do... It was only right that one should follow their superior's instructions after all...<br><br>He blinked and shuddered slightly as his thighs were caressed for a brief moment before he arched his back, raising his arms slightly in order to aid the removal of his thin shirt. Now completely naked, he felt terribly exposed before the other man and yet he couldn't deny that it was something of a turn on to be displayed in such a manner before the still clothed Sephiroth, especially when the man seemed to appreciate his slender physique.<br><br>"Ahh, I... Y-yes, Sir..." He mumbled in an embarrassed tone at the teasing before a hand closed about his length and began to stroke slowly. The blond boy groaned hotly and arched his hips forward slightly, his hands clenching into loose fists as they rested at his sides. It felt good, so very good to be touched and his length already leaked precum onto Sephiroth's fingers. "Mmmn... S-Sir... Feels good..." Cloud panted softly, his eyelids drooping slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 16:17:47</strong>
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				"Well that's my intention after all, isn't it? All I want is to make you feel good, Cloud." The general chuckled heartily and ran his fingers slowly along the boy's aching shaft, giving it gentle jerks with his large, warm hand. He sat up in the bed and leaned back against the headboard, Cloud straddling one thigh while the general pleased the young cadet to his heart's content. With a playful nip to his lower lip, the general leaned him back slowly on his thigh and secured his free hand on his lower back to keep him from falling backward. Mouth attached to one of those deliciously puffy nipples, enveloping it within a wet heat, tongue lapping and lashing over it mercilessly.<br><br>"So beautiful..." He breathed in wonder, his hand sliding over that smooth, slender body that begged to be truly worshiped for the beauty it really did hold. He nipped his nipple slightly and switched to the opposite one while his thigh ground up in between Cloud's legs, the rough material of his pants teasing against the boy's shaft along with his other hand. He was practically bouncing the cadet on his thigh, the rough material stimulating sensitive, untouched flesh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 18:43:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud moaned softly as his hardened flesh was stroked and jerked so well by the silver haired General. He panted and rocked his hips into the delicious touch of the talented fingers, hands moving to tightly grip Sephiroth's muscular shoulders as he hung his head and groaned loudly. "Ahh... Y-yes, Sir... Thank you..." He murmured softly before he felt himself being leaned back over the bedsheets, arms snaking around Sephiroth's shoulders for added security.<br><br>As he felt the lips and teeth toy with his nipples he whimpered hotly and arched upward, craving more stimulation. When his back hit the mattress he blinked slowly up at the General, his cheeks flushed, eyes hooded with pleasure at the simple fact that he was here with the great Sephiroth; it still seemed a little unreal to the young blonde but as the clothed thigh began to grind upward against his hardened member he gasped loudly, the reality hitting him suddenly.<br><br>His hips rocked back and forth over the grinding motions of Sephiroth's knee, his length twitching slightly as a drop of precum blossomed upon the tip. The boy's lips were parted wide as he panted loudly, his hips almost humping the large thigh that repeatedly pressed up against his needy flesh. It felt so very good... And Sephiroth hadn't even taken a piece of clothing off yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 17:37:35</strong>
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				"Mmm..." Sephiroth's lips didn't halt in their kissing and suckling of those delicious, rosy nipples that were peaked on top of Cloud's chest. His teeth nipped at them and tugged softly from time to time while his large hands roamed up the supple, svelte form of his young cadet. "You manage to pull off the most gorgeous look of pleasure that I've ever seen in my life, you know that?" He whispered tenderly into his ear while Cloud's hips ground down against his clothed thigh. He suddenly twisted Cloud around so the naked cadet was pressed back into his chest, those large hands roaming up and down so lovingly over the smooth, milky flesh of his young companion. "And you've never even had anyone lay their hands on you like this, hm?" He mumbled warmly into his ear, deep voice rumbling so playfully. His hands smoothed over curvy hips and moved down underneath him to get a firm grasp of that plump bottom of his.<br><br>He nipped at his ear softly once more and slid his hands up to his sides, holding on firmly while Cloud ground and bounced upon his thigh so eagerly to get more stimulation. "Nngh..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 01:06:51</strong>
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				Cloud whimpered loudly and arched his back upward into the lips that sucked on his pink nipples, the sensitive flesh hardeninf in response to the sinfully talented attention before the young blond cried out sharply as teeth nipped and tugged at them, shuddering deeply at the strong sensation of simply having the silver haired General above him. His cheeks flushed deeply at the compliment and swallowed thickly. "Ah... Th-Thank you... S-Sir..." He whimpered in response, blinking as he felt himself being turned around, his hands moving to grip the bed sheets tightly, his hips continuing to move, seemingly of their own accord; rocking against the firm thigh, his cock leaking precum over Sephiroth's pants.<br><br>"Ahh.. N-No, Sir... Y-you're... The first..." he panted hotly in response, writhing as the large hands roamed over his slender and pale flesh, trembling deeply as they rested upon his ass cheeks, arching back slightly into the touch; caught between the General thigh and hands. At the nip to his ear, the boy groaned loudly and squeezed his eyes shut, twisting within Sephiroth's grasp as he was held firmly at his sides, his hips grinding desperately against the muscular thigh in such a wanton, such a needy way.<br><br>"Sir... I... I'm... I n-need to..." He swallowed hard and continued his frantic bucking motion, his cock beginning to twitch against the General's thigh, it being clear what Cloud was meaning as his fingers clenching tighter into the expensive sheets.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 01:35:28</strong>
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				The frantic squirming of the younger man's hips and the way that he was absolutely taken over with pleasure was enough to tell Sephiroth that the boy really needed to release. "Tsk tsk. Such a shame... I bet you don't get to please yourself like this very often, do you?" He mumbled, nipping his ear once more while he used his grip on his sides to manipulate the boy and move him around on that hard thigh to his own content. One hand finally took hold of the boy's own, giving it a brief kiss and bringing it down in between his own powerful legs. He would press it against that throbbing bulge in between, showing that Cloud was no match and paled in comparison to what Sephiroth was sporting inside of those pants of his.<br><br>"Say the word and it's yours, little one." He whispered, turning his head to kiss his lips while that hand laid over his thick bulge that was filling out the front of those pants quite nicely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 00:52:21</strong>
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				Cloud whimpered softly at the General's words, weakly shaking his head as he continued to arched forward over the firm thigh, his length twitching yet further as he drew closer to his release. A sharp gasp passed between his lips as he felt the nip to his ear, his head jerking back slightly with a low groan of pleasure before the strong hands fell to his hips and moved him firmly over the muscular thigh, his slender frame writhing and twisting slightly as the pleasure grew steadily greater. <br><br>The boy's lips parted slightly in a silent gasp of awe as hishand was moved down to press against the large bulge that grew in Sephiroth's pants, cheeks flaring a deep red, peering back nervously over his shoulder. Very slightly, he shifted his fingers to tentatively rub the hardened flesh beneath the fabric, lightly biting his bottom lip as clearly he was rather nervous, however he moaned softly into the kiss and nodded quickly, swallowing. "I... I w-want it... Sir..." He stammered after several moments, turning away to look back to the bed sheets, forcing his own hips to still.<br><br>"I... I want... You, Sir..." He added after several moments pause, his tone trembling with nervous anticipation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 07:55:41</strong>
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				The large general gave soft kisses over his neck and throat, hands resting firmly on those delicate sides while Cloud ground around eagerly on his thigh. "Mmm... you do, huh?" He mumbled gently into his ear while he bounced Cloud firmly upon the powerful, large thigh. "And what do you want me to do to you?" He asked curiously, wanting to hear Cloud's innocence slowly being drained away from him with how Sephiroth was corrupting that naive mind of his. His hips pressed forward gently, making the other feel up the thick buleg that grew so slowly in between his thighs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-02-2011, 15:54:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud's eyelids drooped slightly as the General continued to tease him with the grinding motions upon the firm and defined thigh, a shudder passing over his slender frame. He glanced back over his shoulder, cheeks flushed deeply as he nodded meekly at the question, a pleading expression in hazed bright blue eyes; surely his want and desire were clear in every motion, every small whimper he made? The boy was certain that Sephiroth was purposefully teasing and paying with him, and if he was honest... He loved every moment of it.<br><br>"Ah..." He made a small sound of pleasured embarrassment as Sephiroth arched his hips forward, breath hitching at the sensation of the large bulge and the young blond swallowed thickly, murmuring in a soft and heated tone. "I... I want... I want you to... To..." He whimpered loudly and shook his head quickly, biting his bottom lip hard in embarrassment as he turned away with a small shudder. How could he say such a thing? It was so very unlike him to do anything of the sort...<br><br>"Please, Sir... I-I can't... I need it..." Still, he was unspecific and vague, though there was no doubt just what he wanted. Whether or not Sephiroth would accept his words was another matter, however...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 16:36:03</strong>
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				[ Sorry for the lack of posting, dear. School's kicking my ass. x.x; ]<br><br>"Now how do you expect anyone to give you anything if you can't speak up about what you want, Cloud?" The general mumbled softly into his ear, large hands roaming up and down along his smooth sides. He gave his neck a tender kiss and let out a growl while he bucked his hips up to make the boy's hand trap between his powerful thighs, and his own thigh would grind harder up against the boy's aching, bare shaft. The cadet was leaking precum over his strong thigh and he didn't mind in the least, finding it quite cute that the small boy would be so eager, and yet still so embarrassed to voice his desires.<br><br>"Tell me." He whispered into his ear once more, those large hands holding onto his sides to bounce him gently on his powerful thigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 04:50:43</strong>
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				(It's fine ^^ School's always hard)<br><br>Cloud whimpered needily as again, the General seemed insistent on making him embarrass himself and say such blunt and honest things; it was so unlike himself to become so very worked up and yet surely anyone would be such if Sephiroth himself was touching them in such a way?<br><br>He gasped sharply as his hand was trapped between the powerful thighs, fingers trembling as they ran over the thick clothed length, nervousness clear in the motion. A small groan passed between pink lips at the hands that held his hips firmly and pressed his length over the hard thigh, sending shooting spikes of pleasure through his body, biting down hard upon his lower lip, free hand clenching tightly in the covers.<br><br>"I... I want... I want you, S-Sir..." He finally whimpered, glassy and lustful blue eyes turning in order to gaze back into glittering green. "P-please, Sir... I've always... Wanted this... Ever since I first came here, I..." The blond swallowed thickly and closed his eyes, cheeks a deep shade of red.<br><br>"Please... T-take me... Sir..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 03:02:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such a responsive little thing when you've got a bit of alcohol in you, aren't you?" The man laughed heartily. Normally he might have felt guilty for doing this kind of thing to someone that was drunk, but Sephiroth knew full well that the blond cadet would be eager to be touched and held by the large warrior no matter if he was drunk or not. His lips peppered along his neck as he bounced Cloud gently on his hard thigh, forcing the boy's aching shaft to grind up against the hard thigh. He tilted Cloud's head to the side and sealed his lips passionately against the soft, unskilled ones of his little lover.<br><br>"You want it that badly, hm?" He mumbled. "Then it's all yours." He mumbled so softly into his ear, fingers guiding CLoud's own to slowly start unbuttoning and unzipping the man's dark jeans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 01:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A deep blush crept to Cloud's face at the General's terribly embarrassing words as he whimpered softly and nodded , murmuring softly through the sharp pants that passed between his lips. "I... Its... Its y-you Sir... I c-can't help it..." He groaned and shuddered against the hard thigh that was pressed against his hard shaft, now aching for further pleasure.<br><br>As he was kissed, the young blond moaned into Sephiroth's mouth and flicked his tongue against the other man's, hoping that it would be something pleasing. Once it was broken he panted loudly and shuddered deeply, biting his bottom lip hard as he felt his hand being directed to the General's zipper, fumbling briefly before he managed to free the large member, gasping loudly at the size and heat.<br><br>"Ah... S-Sir..." He murmured as he nervously wrapped his hand around the thick shaft, fingers pressing into the heated flesh as he began to slowly stroke it up and down, breathing hotly as he imagined it inside him... A daunting, yet wonderful prospect.<br><br>"I... Can I... T-taste you...?" He asked breathlessly, shuffling atop the man's thigh. The anxiety was still clear in the boy's words, but the simple fact that he had asked for such a thing was testament to both his eagerness and the alcohol he had consumed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 03:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The general relaxed amongst the pillows as Cloud's fingers fumbled nervously to free that daunting member, that which had surely caused many to elicit screams and wails of pleasure in his life. His hand continued to rub gently along the boy's back, sliding down to give his bottom a soft squeeze in timing with Cloud's own squeezing of that thick cock. The heavy balls underneath were quite big as well, a tribute to how much he was holding inside for the precious little cadet.<br><br>"I wouldn't be opposed to such an idea, my little angel." He gave his cheekbone a tender kiss and gave his bottom a gentle spank, eyes watching hungrily as the flesh bounced hypnotically from the slap. "My body is yours to explore and enjoy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>26-02-2011, 04:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud's cheeks flushed darkly in more arousal than embarrassment as his ass cheeks were slowly rubbed and massaged in time with his tentative strokes to the impressive length that was finally freed from the General's pants. The touch was electric and set shivers of pleasure over the blonde's body, his hips arching back into the pleasant sensations. As permission was granted to taste the large shaft, he nodded slowly, flushing at the nickname. "Th-thank you Sir..." He murmured softly.<br><br>It was then that the light slap came to his behind and he gasped loudly, writhing a little upon Sephiroth's knee at the sharp sting. Panting heavily he slowly raised himself from the powerful thigh and settled between the long legs, looking down more fully at Sephiroth's member. He gasped again at the size and licked his lips nervously, slowly leaning downwards to the tip, bringing his tongue quickly across the hardened flesh.<br><br>Both nerves and eagerness were clear in those brilliant blue eyes as he lowered his upper body more fully to lap lightly at the General's length, mewling softly at the taste. It was strong; powerful and unique as the man himself, and Cloud found himself to be rather honoured to be in this position. His hips were raised slightly high due to the position of his face and he shuddered slightly, causing his backside to sway in the air a little.<br><br>"S-Sir... I w-want to... Do more but I... I'm not sure... That is..." He blushed darkly and swallowed, delicate face mere inches from the large shaft. "Could you... Teach me...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 17:10:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand continued to explore that soft bottom, fingers giving playful pats and squeezes to the pliable flesh that was pointed upward into the air. It was as if the boy was unconsciously just asking for some sort of attention to that backside of his, much like that immense shaft of his own was demanding attention from the little cadet. "Teach you?" He asked gently, a warm grin spreading over his handsome face. "I think I can manage that." He gave his bottom another soft spank and used his free hand to curl into the back of his head. "Open up, Cloud." He advised gently, and when those lips would part, he gently began to feed the young man more of his thick, throbbing member. <br><br>"Just relax your throat..." He cooed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 01:13:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Small mewls of pleasure passed between Cloyd's lips as those large hands rubbed and caressed the smooth flesh of his backside, his hips twisting slightly with the sensation. It felt so good to simply feel Sephiroth's hands touching his body, the young blond struggled to maintain what little composure he had and he looked upward with those dazzling blue eyes, nodding slowly as he was told to open his mouth.<br><br>The hand on the back of his head felt comforting and, though embarrassed, he parted his soft lips and gasped loudly as he felt the tip of the silver haired General's cock sliding slowly into his mouth. He breathed through his nose, closing his lips nervously around the thick shaft, his tongue pressing lightly against the underside of sensitive flesh as he tried to relax his throat. It was a difficult thing to do, but the young cadet tried his best to do so; intending to give Sephiroth as much pleasure as he could... He would hate for the General to lose interest in his so soon because of terrible in bed he was...<br><br>He moaned softly at the powerful taste of the other man, it enveloping his senses as he closed his eyes and focused fully upon the task he was happily performing, doing his best to give pleasure. He was thankful for the man's patience with him, as he was sure that many would ignore him due to his somewhat needy nature; but not Sephiroth... He was special, and Cloud felt honoured to be so close, even if it was a one-time event to the silver haired General.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>05-03-2011, 17:27:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The powerful hands continued to massage and squeeze those lovely globes, prying them open from time to time to allow the tender little pucker in between to be tickled with air. He smirked silently and observed Cloud with a light glimmer in his eye, emerald orbs focusing intently on the flushed features of the boy that was getting his first mouthful of cock. His hands slid along his back as well, coming down below for a moment to gently tweak and caress those puffy nipples. "Mmm..." He relaxed among the pillows, his hand caressing so lovingly through that wild blond hair as the boy nursed and licked along his thick, throbbing shaft.<br><br>"Good..." He groaned, his body giving a light shudder since it had been some time since he'd had such a skilled mouth on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 05:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loud moans passed between Cloud's full lips; vibrating around Sephiroth's thick shaft as his ass cheeks were massaged so wonderfully. The blonde's hips rose and twisted in the air, as if trying to press closer to the pleasureable touch and whenever they were pried apart, the tight ring of muscle would flex slightly, accompanied by a small whimper from the young cadet. He had never experienced anything like this before; it was so strong, so passionate, so... <em>Hot</em>. He knew that sex with the Great General Sephiroth had to be amazing, but they had barely begun and already he felt like putty in the man's hands.<br><br>He continued to suck upon the large cock that filled his mouth, whimpering as he found that he could take in more more, and so moved his hands forward to grip and stroke the portion that remained outside of his mouth mouth, focusing his efforts upon bobbing his head upon what length he could manage, swirling his tongue around the large head. He began to moan softly in time with the motions of his lips, enjoying thorally the sensation of pleasing the silver haired man and his cheeks flushed deeply; his own arousal growing in response.<br><br>As those long fingers pinched at his nipples, Cloud whined loudly and shuddered, his body arching forward towards the touch as clearly they were something of a sensitive spot for the blond and he continued to bob his head faster, pulling back briefly to breathe heavily over the hardened flesh. His pink tongue flicked out and ran over the tip, hooding blue eyes resting upon the impressive length before he again sucked it deep into his mouth, his hands never ceasing as they stroked what remained.<br><br>A small inward smile came to the young cadet as he heard Sephiroth's complement, being glad that he was doing well in his efforts. He was completely new to the ways of sex and yet found himself able to do his best with Sephiroth, feeling so very at ease. He was fairly sure that he would do anything if the silver haired man requested it; it was his nature to go along with orders after all... Why not carry the trait into the bedroom also?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>11-03-2011, 16:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deep emerald eyes watched with lust as Cloud nursed away on that mighty prick, eager to draw out all of that delicious seed that was brimming in such full balls. One hand continued to alternate between pink nipples, pinching and massaging at them lovingly as he sat there. "Mmm..." The other hand was gently massaging at the boy's plump bottom, spreading it open from time to time to reveal the puckering entrance in between. Untouched by any man, Cloud was surely going to be quite a lovely treat for the insatiable general this night. Two rough fingertips would press against that tiny inlet, rubbing back and forth so slowly to stimulate the lovely blond in his grasp.<br><br>"Give me a kiss, princess." He soothed softly into his ear, nuzzling his cheek against the boy's neck while he pulled him up, tearing him away from that cock so he could properly touch and violate the little blond to his heart's content.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Making of Soldier (Angel Eros / Punkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 07:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloud was a quivering mass of soft, flushed flesh as he continued to suck firmly upon the thick shaft, those brilliant sapphire eyes glazed with lust and desire for the silver haired General he was currently servicing. He was under something of a natural high at simply being so close to Sephiroth; feeling those powerful hands on him and as firm fingertips nudged at his virgin entrance he shuddered deeply with a small moan around the hardened cock.<br><br>Of course he was slightly nervous about loosing his innocence in such a way, but it seemed so unimportant when compared to the Great General and the boy writhed upon the bed sheets; completely at the mercy of those glorious touches. "A-ahh... Yes Sir..." He murmured, shifting to seat himself upon a strong thigh to tentatively brush his lips over Sephiroth's. The kiss began as a mere touch of their lips, with minimal passion but soon Cloud's instinct took control and his arms slid about the General's shoulders and he pressed himself flush against the much larger frame.<br><br>"G-General... Sephiroth..." He panted hotly against the silver haired man's mouth before he pressed their lips together more firmly, parting his to invite Sephiroth's advances, should they come.
			</dd>
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