Cloud pried his eyes open, wincing as they were instantly assaulted by sunlight.

Where was he?

His eyes darted around the unfamiliar room as the events of last night began to seep back into his memory.

Oh Gaia.

Cloud violently exhaled before closing his eyes once more.

So it all really did happen then, did it?

He really dressed up as a girl, watched Reno get harassed by Corneo before going home with Sephiroth.

Which means...

He was now in Sephiroth's apartment.

Which means... he was in Sephiroth's bed!

Cloud turned over to face the General's half of the bed, yet it was empty and immaculately made.

But then, where was he?

Cloud waited silently, as though anticipating that he would hear the General in some other part of his apartment.

Yet his ears were greeted solely by silence.

He was alone.

Does that mean Sephiroth had gone to work?

Most likely.

Cloud climbed out of the bed, deciding he should leave it the same way he had found it. The last thing he wanted to do was to piss the great General off.

The blonde played around with the sheets and covers for what was guaranteed to be the longest he had ever taken to make a bed, until he finally felt satisfied.

He should go.

Cloud carefully pulled open the door to Sephiroth's wardrobe, as though afraid he might uncover a pile of dead bodies.

His eyes scanned the clothes as they dangled flawlessly 3 inches from each other. The man put a whole new meaning to the word organised.

The blonde raised an eyebrow as a fact suddenly became apparent to him.

Did Sephiroth literally only own just the one outfit?

There was no way he could wear the skin tight, bare chested leather outfit that the legend pulled off with such ease. Though, it was either that or wear the dress from last night.

Damn his limited options.

It seemed he had no choice as he pulled one of the outfits from the wardrobe before laying it out on the bed.

~*.*~

Reno strode across the helipad, tapping his EMR over his shoulder as a sardonic smile danced across his lips.

Rude was going to pay today for abandoning him last night. That's no way to treat your best friend!

Mind you, if he hadn't left him behind, he never would have gotten laid last night by Rufus...

Hmm...

Damn.

Maybe he shouldn't be too harsh on him?

"Hey partner." Reno greeted as he climbed into his side of the helicopter. He was hardly surprised to see the man was already occupying his own seat in the helicopter. Rude had always been impeccably early, not like him, the only time Reno was consist was being consistently late.

"Your in a good mood."

"And you sound surprised."

Rude averted his gaze to the floor of the helicopter, as though suddenly not wanting to make eye contact with the redhead.

"What's wrong?" Reno tilted his head as his voice adopted a slightly more sincere tone.

"It's nothing."

"Sure it is." Doubt oozed from Reno's lips as he pulled the helicopter door shut. He turned to face Rude, apparently refusing to touch any controls until he had a straight answer from him. Rude shrugged, apparently not expecting the redhead to pick up on his issues so quickly. Reno could be quite perceptive when he wasn't being a total ass.

"I'm sorry about last night." Rude mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Sorry what was that? I didn't catch that." Reno leaned in closer, a smirk lining his lips which told Rude everything.

"You heard me."

Reno chuckled before turning his attention to his controls.

"Don't be. I should be thanking you actually."

"Huh?"

"Guess who went home with the Vice President of Shinra last night?"

"What? Who?"

"Uh, hello, me yo." Reno screwed up his face as though he were the most popular cheerleader in high school.

Rude's jaw feel open as his sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose. Yet, the fingers that would ordinarily instantly push them back into place were absent. A telltale sign that the man was in a serious state of shock.

"D-did he know it was you?"

"Yip and he still wanted to take me to his bed for a bit of-"

"Okay, okay!" Rude raised his hands in the air, holding them out defensively as though no part of him wanted to hear how that sentence was going to end.

Silence fell between the two as a smirk twitched at the edge of Reno's lips.

Any minute now.

Any.

Minute.

Now.

"Fine. How was it?" Rude sighed, severing the silence with his words.

"Well, if you had just let me finish yo."

Rude pushed his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose before rolling his eyes.

"It was incredible, we're seeing each other later."

"Where? Is he taking you out to a nice restaurant for a romantic dinner?" Rude sunk his teeth into his lower lip in a vain attempt to mask his amusement.

"Not exactly. I'm not a girl yo."

"You were last night."

"Yeah yeah." Reno dismissed the man's comment with a wave of his hand.

~*.*~

Cloud did his best to ignore the stares of absolutely everyone as he stood, practically buried in the corner of the train carriage. He couldn't think of a less obvious place to stand, yet he was still attracting more attention than if he had just worn his dress.

Cloud internally rolled his eyes at himself.

"You know, you don't look all that much like the great General Sephiroth to me. Maybe try doing something with your hair." A chuckle greeted the blonde's ear as he turned around to face this new assailant.

"I'm not trying to look like Sephiroth." Cloud tusked as his eyes fell upon Roche.

"Is that so? Could have fooled me." The Soldier made a point of running his eyes up and down the blondes outfit.

"Shouldn't you be at work?"

"Ah, but I am at work." Roche winked before veering closer to the blonde.

Cloud turned his face away from him, as though hoping that if he did so for long enough, the loudmouth Soldier would disappear.

"I've got to keep my eyes out for the bad guys you see, and trains are a notoriously risky area." Roche winked, despite the fact Cloud was facing the other way.

"Right." Cloud nodded, yet he still didn't turn around to face the man. How much longer was it going to take before the train reached the Sector 7 slums?

~*.*~

"Rufus!" The president barked at his son, as though the man were a dog.

"What is it father?" The blonde sighed as he leaned back in his seat. He really couldn't stand the decor in his father's office.

"Where the hell were you last night? You were supposed to accompany me to Rocket Town." The president growled, making it apparent he was growing tired of his son's rebellious behaviour.

"I'm sorry father, something came up." Rufus stated lazily as a sly smile formed on his lips.

The president gritted his teeth, apparently not missing the innuendo behind his son's statement.

"So you think girls are more important than this company that you will inherit one day?!" The man yelled as he stood up, knocking his chair over but not seeming to care as he smacked his fists onto the surface of his desk.

Rufus turned to face his father, yet he hardly seemed to be phased by the man's outburst.

"I think we both know the answer to that one."