Do Not Disturb

A story by: Angelistical06

)( Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any other copyrighted subject that just might pop up in this fiction. Yada yada yada…)(

Dosage #1

I lay here.

I lay here awake and staring at the ceiling…. Nice ceilings actually. I wonder, just exactly HOW do you make a ceiling? I mean, they can't just slap it up there without it falling right back down… Maybe they turn off gravity temporarily to do so…Make sense to me. Ha! I'm so brilliant I could die. But I rather just fall back asleep…

Sephiroth lays there; entangled in his sheets and as he thinks to himself, suffers from anxiety and lack of sleep. He sighs heavily. The rain taps tranquilly against his window. Shadows cascade all over his bedroom. A light sound of someone snoring can be heard from the next room…. In other words, it would be enough to send anyone straight to sleep in no time flat.

That dream! I had it again for the short time I managed to sleep. Zack's girlfriend…Airlift? Airshift?…Aeris! A finger absent mindedly curls itself around a long silver strand as his choo-choo train of quite nonsensical thoughts kept running. I keep finding myself trying to swoop down from a platform and kill her! But why?… What puzzles me more is every time I try, I fail! She either retaliates and knock me right out the air or I fall straight into the lake that lies beneath us.

He swings his feet over the edge of the bed and sits up. After furiously rubbing his head and scattering his once oh so perfect hair do about, he gets up and exits the room.

Zack laid scattered across the couch as the glare from the Tv illuminates off his face. An info-commercial about Trimspa quietly plays. Most likely he turned it down to make sure he didn't wake his pal.

Sephiroth sighs again and makes his way to the fridge. I need something to drink… The door to the refrigerator flung open and green eyes scanned the shelves for his certain favorite beverage. "I don't believe this…" The door was closed back with a frustrated slam. Seph calmly walks back to the sleeping black haired guy on the couch. "Wake up."

"Mmmmmph...Not tonight Seph.." Zack whined and rolled over after a nudge, the remote tumbled over and hit the floor.

"No, get up and replace the milk." The older man demanded rather harshly. Being sleep deprived was no joke.

Zack sat up groggily to see a out of focus silver haired man in nothing but gray sweatpants. "What the flyin' hell?…"

Sephiroth must be out his mind if he was thinking that Zack would get up and go to the store at that time of night. "Do you see what time it is?"

"I don't care. You drunk the last of the milk didn't you? Now go replace it." was his response. It was not fair anyways that he got more sleep than him.

"What's your problem?" The younger man sat up, now upset that he was awakened for such a petty reason. "If you want some more milk, you're gonna havta wait 'til the morning!"

Sephiroth wasn't satisfied with that. He wanted a glass of milk, damn it! And Zack was the one who drank the last of it. So he stood there, arms folded and wore his 'icy' face.

"Oh don't you give me that look. You're freakin' outta your mind!"

"In more ways than one…So it would be wise that you go and get some more milk before I REALLY start acting crazy…" Sephiroth warned with dead calm.

"It's fucking 3:47 in the morning and you want me to go outside…" He looks over to the window and back to his roommate, " In the rain to find a fucking 24 hour convenient store for a gallon of milk!" What sense did that make?

"I don't want you to do anything. That makes it sound like you have a choice. I'm telling you to go and do so." He sits down next to him and picks up the remote. Channel flipping was something he also did when his mind either wouldn't shut the hell up or let him rest in peace.

"Who do you think you are, pretty boy?" Zack rose to his feet and smacked the remote out his hand. It was going to be a fight if he thinks he was about to send him out to the store for something as trivial as milk.

"This pretty boy happens to be your General." He too stood to his feet, almost towering over the younger one. "Don't make me pull rank, SOLDIER."

"Keh!" Zack stood his ground. "Rank has nothing to do with this! I'll kick your ass all the way up to the President's office…" Yeah, that sounded intimidating. No way was he going to let Seph or nobody punk him around. Even though… The look he was receiving had his knees wavering slightly.

With no effort, Sephiroth pushed Zack back down onto the couch. Maybe a fight is what he needed. He'd buy Zack a Hallmark card to apologize for kicking his ass later. Hallmark had a card for every occasion. The young man fell backwards with a flop. That was unexpected.

"Get back up…come on SOLDIER boy." He teased, holding his arms out at his sides. "You're so tough. Kick my ass all the way up the ShinRa office building, I dare you…"

Zack gulped. What did he get himself into this time? "Geesh man. Why are you so aggressive all of a sudden?" He got back up to his feet. If he wanted milk that bad…

Seph pushed him back down. Man, this was getting fun. "I'll even give you a free hit." Zack faltered. Maybe this was his chance to prove that he COULD take down the great Sephiroth.

"Think fast!" He proclaimed as he punched at Seph with amazing speed. His fist was caught instantly. "Heh, heh. So you did think fast…" Zack sweat dropped and smiled sheepishly. Sephiroth smiled back, and applied pressure to his hand. Zack howled and tried to pry his hand off, but within a second Seph had his arm behind him and his knee directly in the small of his back. With an "oomph!" Zack found himself face first into the sofa, with his elder's knee pinned into his back.

"Now what were you saying?" He asked the struggling Zack softly.

"Ommph! Ail ooh et ta hilk! Ail ooh et ta hiillllllk!" Was the best he could muster with his face buried into the sofa.