The first time Zack saw him he nearly chocked. He had taken his girlfriend, Aerith, out to dinner for their one year anniversary. Right as he had slid a spoonful of soup into his mouth he saw him. Zack had at least managed to swallow the steaming liquid before he did something truly embarrassing like snort it out of his nose. He had only gotten a glimpse of the man but that had been all he needed that he had been nothing short of beautiful. He didn't see him again that night but all through dinner he kept an eye out for that beautiful blonde he had spotted earlier.

The second time Zack saw him he had been Christmas shopping. The city was covered in a thick layer of snow, shops and houses decorated for the upcoming holiday. Zack trudged down the sidewalk with an armload of packages for family and friends. He nearly tripped when he saw him, his blonde spikes sticking up out of the worn scarf that covered the lower portion of his face. Zack paused as the man walked by. Their eyes met as the blonde nodded and said 'Merry Christmas' his voice muffled by his scarf. Zack turned and watched the man walked away completely dumbfounded. Finally he turned and continued on his way but the only thing he saw were a pair of pretty blue eyes.

The third time he saw him Zack had been on his way home. It was late out and Zack had just been kicked out of some bar. His girlfriend had just broken up with him and all he wanted was to drown his sorrows. Apparently the skies wanted to help for it was pouring. So there he was soaked to the bone walking home. He barley noticed when the rain had stopped pelting him. He looked up to see an umbrella. He didn't have an umbrella. He looked over and low and behold it was the beautiful blonde man. Zack couldn't think of anything to say as he stared at the man. He really was beautiful. The blonde looked at him and smiled,

"You look like you could use some help. Do you live around here?" It took Zack a moment to realize he was being talked to. He looked around at the buildings surround them and realized he had absolutely no idea where he was.

"I think I'm lost…" Zack said. His speech was a little slurred but not too badly. The blonde man laughed and told Zack to follow him.

"You can stay at my place for the night. You look like you more than just physically lost." Zack just continued to stare at him as they walked through the downpour.

"Do you always take strangers home?" Zack asked with a smile. The blonde man laughed and looked up at Zack smiling,

"Only the pretty ones."

Just a little something that was jumping around in my head one night. I may go back and elaborate on it but I haven't decided yet.