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Log; Complete.

When; Approaching noon (?). But within the gender-switching timeframe thing.
Rating; R
Characters; Cloud /

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Summary; Zack is determined to "make the most" of the gender-switching. Cloud is decidedly reluctant.
Log;

Terror was what Cloud felt, crouched in the corner of the bathroom, hugging his knees and praying to whatever deity that Zack would give up and leave him alone. He had sought refuge there after Zack's repeated attempts to in his words, "feel them," and needless to say, Cloud was not obliged.

It had been enough waking up to find himself no longer male. Cloud had always been adverse to trying new things, and this was the extreme of that. Reno's leering and Tifa's amusement only further compromised his sanity.

Zack, on the other hand, was certainly enjoying himself. Herself. If Cloud weren't feeling so distinctly sick, he would have thought that Zack made a fine woman. He surpassed anything Cloud had seen, anyway. Which was no small feat, as Cloud was no stranger to... fine women.

It wouldn't be long before Zack would find him. Cloud had locked the door, but Zack was determined, by the looks of it. And Zack, in any case, was more persistent than any normal person. Cloud knew all too well.

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“'Nothing worth seeing'? Aw, c'mon, Spike, that isn't true.” Zack shifted a little, removing his hand as he used it to reach back behind his own neck, scratching there a little while thinking, though tried to not show his amusement towards the blond's protest in the process. “I know it's a little weird, heck, I was even a bit weirded out for a while. But it's not like this is going to happen everyday or anythin',” I hope, that is, Zack thought in his mind momentarily, “And ya gotta be at least a little curious.”

Then again, Zack was just a curious person at heart. No matter what, he wanted more information on this or that or whatever struck his fancy then and there. Didn't matter how weird it would seem to other people, or even if it put them in an awkward situation – such as now, but he wasn't going to seriously pounce Cloud and fondle his breasts. It just wouldn't work that way.

Talking always seemed to help a little bit, especially when he wanted to get his way.

[ooc: Oh, yes, sorry about not responding when you prodded me for a tag. I totally didn't fall asleep while waiting. Nope.]

"......."

"You're right, I guess."

Now that he thought about it, Cloud realized that he was being incredibly selfish. If Zack wanted to have his fun, the least Cloud could do was indulge him, considering how enthusiastic he was. And Cloud didn't want to disappoint, even if he suspected that Zack was simply being his lecherous self.

After all, the tendency to accost anything even vaguely female was something ingrained in Zack's nature, or so Cloud's experience told him. And now that Cloud was female, Zack's instincts were apparently kicking in. It made sense, to some extent. Nevermind that Zack himself had also switched.

Blinking back his surprise, Zack nearly sputtered in excitement, “Really?” He put his hands on Cloud's shoulders and tried to get the other to look up at him. He was beyond thrilled that the blond decided to cooperate right then and there. Would've been more fun watching him struggle, but Zack realized later on that, again, Cloud wasn't a kid anymore – persuasion through words seemed to work best now. In one way or another he was sort of afraid of pushing the other too much, but then again he was Zack, he shouldn't be worrying over those things, especially if it involved Cloud.

He waited for an answer, wanting to make sure if that was Cloud's final answer, or if he was just joking and would (attempt to) make a bolt out of the bathroom.

Cloud looked up to affirm his consent, but this proved a bad move on his part.

Now reaquainted with the manic gleam in Zack's eyes, Cloud experience an abrupt change of mindset. The other man - or woman - obviously wasn't in a healthy state of mind, and any desire to submit to Zack promptly died. "W-wait, I haven't agree to anything," he said hastily, backing up into the corner again. On top of this, a livid blush was spreading quickly across his features, resulting jointly from the proximity between the two and Cloud's horrified realization that Zack was in desperate need of, well. Support.

Hating himself but driven more strongly by desperation, Cloud pointed behind Zack. "Look, Zack. It's Aerith and she has pie!"

[ ooc; Haha, er. Sorry for vague ooc-ness. I blame it on the fact that he is a girl. ]

Well damn. The look on Cloud's face when he decided to stop pouting about something as simple as Zack wanting to touch his—er, okay, so it was a little weird now that he thought about it, but hell, he wanted to! It was an honest, desperate need he was searching for right then and there. Curiosity, once again, got the better of him in this case.

And Zack was loving every minute of it.

However, as soon as Cloud decided to back up into the corner some more and blush, Zack paused and decided that, yeah, Cloud made a very, very cute girl indeed. Too bad he himself wasn't a guy, because then he'd have a reason to jump Cloud, or at least Zack found that to be a plausible reason. Though these thoughts were interrupted as soon as the blond pointed behind Zack's shoulder towards the door, saying something about Aerith and pie.

First thought that ran through Zack's mind was 'Oh shit, Aerith? She's going to kill me!' but it was soon replaced with the thought of pie. Being hungry in the first place didn't help him any (and for the fact that he fell for those tricks quite easily at times); he removed his hands from Cloud's shoulders, head twisting around after the horror melted from his face, turning into something more excited instead, and shouted: “Really?!”

Cloud was momentarily stunned by Zack's reaction. He hadn't expected Zack to truly fall for it, though apparently, Zack was as gullible as ever. Endearingly so. And he still had his insatiable appetite, as the mere mention of food was enough to distract him from anything. Life and death situations were not exempt.

Cloud knew it was cheap, but the expression on Zack's face was priceless. He couldn't resist bursting out in laughter as he leapt past Zack and made a mad dash for the door.

...Crap.

Allowing himself a moment to slap his forehead while Cloud did one of his little 'cackle-and-run's, Zack quickly jumped into action and stood, nabbing Cloud easily as soon as he took a few steps out the door. Still strong arms – though thankfully lacking the muscle branded into them – wrapped around the smaller boy's, or, rather, girl's, frame in an attempt to hold him back. Having success, Zack laughed back at him in a mocking tone, as if to say: Yeah, right, like you can get away from me.

Zack: One, Cloud: Zero.

Cloud felt decidedly like screaming. "Let go," he demanded furiously, though he knew he was in no position to do so. Girl or not, Cloud knew it was futile attempting to best Zack in strength. It really wasn't fair.

Even so, this didn't mean Cloud wasn't going to put up a fight. And he fought, struggling with all the strength his slight, girlish frame could muster. The sheer frustration of it all was threatening to drive him insane. This was, of course, to no avail.

Eventually, as was inevitable, he slackened in Zack's grip, shaking with exertion. And unbelievably, tears began to prickle around his eyes. Another girl thing, Cloud thought despairingly, wiping them away hastily and praying that Zack wouldn't notice.

The struggle was amusing at first. That is, until he gave up fighting, which was no fun at all for Zack if he didn't put up a fight that would end up with them wrestling on the floor for dominance over a certain conversation or topic at hand. Which Zack always won in the end, of course, except for those few times he called mercy to allow Cloud some kind of victory against him.

But then he slumped, and Zack craned his neck to the side to try and get a good look at Cloud's face, and then—wait, was he crying? At first, Zack was going to laugh at him and tell him to stop using that to his advantage, but the blond soon wiped them away in an attempt to hide them.

Aw, damnit, that's not fair. Zack sighed slightly in defeat, the cute girl in his arms winning his heart over once again. “Oh, come now, it isn't that big of a deal,” he said with a slight hint of amusement in his voice. Grip loosening so that he was holding him instead of pinning him against his own body, Zack stood there in silence before resting his chin on top of blond spikes, murmuring, “You're such a woman.”

"I am a woman," Cloud said sullenly, sniffing a little. Nonetheless, he relaxed against Zack, taking comfort in his firmness and warmth.

This might have been the perfect opportunity to make his escape, but somehow, Cloud was against doing so. He was content like this. So instead, he twined his arms around Zack in a tentative embrace, unsure if what he was doing but feeling it was appropriate.

Zack snickered lightly at Cloud's words, knowing from the start that he'd probably say that. Though what did catch him off-guard was the small hug Cloud decided to give him, which made Zack blink but it definitely didn't mean he wanted the other to let him go. But still, he was surprised.

Quietly nuzzling blond hair while murmuring something about how he was a cutie-pie, Zack totally forgot his objective at that moment in time. Because really, how many times had Cloud willingly agreed to hug him or hold onto him like that? It was rare, and it wasn't like Zack was going to easily pull away to grope his best friend while in female form.

So he waited for a while, allowing time to pass by in silence before he remembered what he was trying to do in the first place. Knowing this wouldn't last forever and that Cloud would either push away or feel too awkward to move in the first place, Zack chose to finally make his move.

It was a slow progression, knowing that if he did it quickly he'd regret it and be greeted with a reflexive mood on Cloud's part; the arms that were currently around the other female's frame moved, hands ghostly moving around slim hips, roaming up Cloud's ribs before they landed on what he had been eyeing ever since they both woke up in the morning. He, therefore, paused when his hands reached their destination, staying quiet in observation even though he wanted to cackle in victory and grin like an idiot.

Cloud saw it coming. He wasn't stupid, particularly when it came to Zack's one-tracked mind. He did not resist, though, when he felt Zack's hands wandering near his chest. Or his breasts. He'd never get used to calling it that. Luckily, he wouldn't have to.

It wasn't too bad. Admittedly, it was a strange feeling, and had it been any person other than Zack, Cloud wouldn't have tolerated it, but he trusted him. Zack was his best friend, and even if he was given to strange tastes, no matter how bizarre the situation, Cloud could put up with him.

Okay, very strange. Bordering uncomfortable, possibly. But at least he wasn't in a dress. He was beginning to feel very warm, though, and the blush had come back in full force.

"... You finished?"

“No, not really,” Zack murmured, trying to make it sound sort of sing-song-ish, but he was honestly staring down at Cloud like he was the most interesting thing on the planet right then and there.

His curiosity had been temporarily cured, but they were so close in proximity that he was noticing other things about him – like the fact that, despite him probably sweating constantly from being nervous/struggling/overheating from his face/etc, he smelled really nice. His hair looked a lot softer than it did when he was a boy, which was an odd thought in itself since he quite enjoyed playing with Cloud's hair to begin with, so the temptation was lingering between them to touch that as well. However, his eyes moved down to the blond's face, which had been once again lit up involuntarily, towards rather long lashes and pink lips that had just murmured words half-heard only moments ago.

Cloud's neck was next, then his shoulders, then they landed back on his own hands and Cloud's (chest) breasts before circling back up to watch him with more than curious eyes now. Zack realized after a moment that he could be giving Cloud another one of those looks, so he removed his hands rather quickly as he resisted – or more like held back with all he had in him – doing anything more, passing it off with a laugh and a very tiny grin while hands were placed behind his own head to control himself, “Yeah, m'done now.”

Part of Cloud was immensely relieved to hear this. For one thing, he felt like if he blushed any harder, he'd catch on fire.

There was also part of Cloud that unbelievably, missed that contact once Zack withdrew his touch, despite it being one of the most strange things Cloud had ever experienced. And there was part of Cloud that felt just a little sad that he'd only get this sort of attention from Zack because he was a girl, and that once he changed back, things would just go back to being normal. He knew it was his fault, mostly, but Cloud was never good with expressing himself.

"It's almost time," he observed quietly. Only a few minutes until noon.

Zack shifted his eyes towards the opened blinds, sighing rather dramatically as he made his way back into the living room. “Oh man, I'm gonna miss you guys!” He let his arms drop towards his chest, squishing rather large breasts into a tight hug. But really, he was pretty glad he'd be changing back again. It was fun and entertaining to flaunt what he had for most of the day, but he really missed his male body as he felt a little less powerful as a woman. Which, of course, wouldn't fly, as Zack was a typical guy no matter how much you wanted to not look past his usual childish self.

Releasing his arms somewhat reluctantly, Zack fell back into the sofa in a seated position, arms stretched out to flop lazily atop the back of the couch. He directed violet eyes towards Cloud and simply grinned, jerking his head slightly to the side to get the other to come over and take a seat next to him.

Cloud snickered as he watched Zack sorrowfully bid his feminine assets farewell as if it were the most tragic affair ever. You'd think it was something serious, but not so with the likes of Zack.

He was really looking forward to the change. He missed Zack as a man. And he missed being a man himself, of course.

Seeing that Zack required his presence, Cloud followed him obediently into the living room and slid into the seat next to him on the sofa. "It's almost too bad," he said teasingly. "I wish Aerith could've seen you like this."

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