Hello everyone! I just want to thank KikiBanini, who betaed this for me even though she knew nothing about the game, and Amarissia, who gave me some pointers before I even started. Thank you!!!

This is also my first attempt at writing a romantic story, so please give it a chance.

WARNING: THIS IS SLASH!!! That means M/M. If you don't like that kind of stuff, please don't leave a nasty review. You were warned.

Reviews will be greatly appreciated.

Disclaimer: I only wish I owned Zack. Sadly, SquareEnix does.

Memories/thoughts are in italics.

Please enjoy!

Chapter One

"Ngh."

Zack rolled over in the bed, trying to figure out why it didn't feel quite right. His sheets weren't usually this silky, nor his bed this big. He kept his eyes closed, and realized that the sheets also didn't smell, well, normal. His sheets usually just had a clean fresh scent about them; these had a slight musky overtone with a hint of cinnamon.

"Nice of you to join the living, Fair," an unfamiliar charming voice said.

Zack shot up in shock, though he immediately wished he hadn't. After his head stopped spinning, he looked for where the voice had come from. He was in a large room, that was barren of decorations. There was a huge mahogany wardrobe against one of the plain cream walls. It was apparent the bed he was currently occupying was in the middle of the room. When Zack located the source of the voice, his mouth dropped in shock.

Lounging carelessly on an overstuffed armchair in the farthest corner, a leather-bound book open on his lap, was one of the most beautiful men Zack had ever seen (General Sephiroth being the most beautiful, of course). The attractive gentleman had almost shoulder-length auburn hair, which was impeccably styled into cropped layers. His face was slender, and had an almost feline beauty to it. His blue eyes shone bright and mischievously. His lips were turned up in a seductive smile which made Zack vaguely aroused, and more than a little uncomfortable. He wore a long scarlet leather jacket that nearly brushed the floor over a dark mesh top, with tight ebony pants and almost thigh-high black boots.

The overall look was stunning.

"What time is it?" Zack questioned when he could think coherently again.

The enticing man just smirked in amusement. "About seven. In the morning."

Zack shook his head slowly to avoid worsening his headache. "What happened last night?"

The stranger just raised his perfect eyebrows elegantly. "You don't remember? At the bar?"

Zack tried with difficulty to think back to the night before, but it all seemed a bit hazy.

_-_-_-_

Zack didn't really know what he was doing here, in Sector Seven. It was a dingy bar with smoke stained walls, low lighting, and warped wooden floor. There were wooden beams here and there that didn't really seem to serve a purpose besides being in the way. There were a few booths in the back, but it seemed that most people just went back there to hook up.

Kunsel wanted to go. That was why Zack was here. Tiberius Kunsel was his best friend. Kunsel was pretty much the exact opposite of Zack. Where Zack was shorter than most SOLDIERs, Kunsel was a good six inches taller that him. Zack had black hair that stood up in spikes no matter what he tried; Kunsel had dark blonde curls that hugged close to his scalp. Zack had bright sky blue eyes; Kunsel's brown eyes were rather dull despite the mako. Kunsel had wanted to go celebrate with a couple of his older friends, and dragged Zack along.

"C'mon, Fair," one of the older boys, Jared the brunette, slurred as he stumbled over to Zack. "One drink won't kill ya. If fact, ya might just enjoy it."

Zack fidgeted uncomfortably, knowing that his mentor wouldn't want him to consume alcohol. "I don't think Angeal-"

"Screw Angeal!" The taller of the two older boys, Davis, shouted in laughter. "Ya can't let that man control you. Live a little. Break the rules for once in your life."

"I really don't think-"

"Zack," his best friend, Kunsel threw his arm around his neck, "just one drink, man. It's a celebration! You just have take a couple of sips. I'll even pay for it!"

Zack could smell the bitter tang of alcohol on Kunsel's breath, and wondered how much his taller friend had already drank. In fact, Jared and Davis were pretty smashed too. Everyone seemed to be having a ton of fun. Everyone, except for Zack. Maybe one tiny, little drink couldn't hurt?

_-_-_-_

"I drank," Zack murmured softly, rubbing his pounding head. "They must have convinced me to drink."

"The boys you were with?" Zack jumped slightly at being pulled out of his thoughts when the beautiful man spoke. "They must have, hmm?" he sounded a little condescending.

Zack shot the best death glare he could muster that early in the morning, and while being hung over. He figured that some stranger really shouldn't be talking to him in that tone.

The beautiful fellow just ignored it. "So what were you doing at a bar, anyway? You are only sixteen."

"We were celebrating. A couple of friends got promoted, and they snuck us in." Zack froze as it dawned on him what exactly the other had actually said. "How do you know how old I am? How did you know my name earlier?!"

"I know because a very good friend of mine is very close to you, Puppy."

Zack's eyes widen in shock accompanied with a little fear at the use of Angeal's nickname for himself. Puppy; only Angeal called him that. Only Angeal was allowed to call him that. And Zack thought he knew all of Angeal's good friends. Angeal had even introduced him to Sephiroth!

"Who are you?!"

The alluring man pretended to look hurt. "You don't even remember my name? I told you last night!"

_-_-_-_

Zack couldn't remember how many drinks he had. Once he started drinking, everyone in the bar had wanted to buy him a drink. Or two. One guy he didn't even know bought him three. But Zack was done drinking for now. Right now, he was dancing up a storm on the pulsing dance floor. When the upbeat music stopped, he tried to find his friends, but there was so many people crowding around him, still dancing. Zack pushed his way to the edge of the crowded dance floor, but still couldn't see his friends anywhere. He started to feel panicked. He tried to get to the entrance door to get some fresh air, but someone slammed into him. Zack started to fall, but strong arms seemed to come out of nowhere to stop him.

Zack looked up into the dirty and greasy face of his rescuer, and smiled brightly.

"Thank you soooo much!" Zack gushed. "Knowing my luck, I would have been trampled!"

His slightly vile rescuer looked him up and down with a lustful gleam in his dark eyes. "Well, there are a few ways I can think of for you to make it up to me."

Zack started to panic again as the vile guy's strong arms tightened around him. He didn't want this, didn't want to be fondled right in the middle of the room! What if it went further? What if this weird stranger tried to rape him??? Rough hands started roaming down Zack's smooth back as he tried to struggle.

"There you are!" An alluringly musical voice rang out nearby. Zack was suddenly pulled away from the man trying to accost him, and pulled against a new body. "I was looking for you everywhere, Love. I was starting to get worried."

Zack leaned back against the hard chest as a new set of arms clothed in scarlet leather wrapped protectively around him. His new saviour laughed softly as the weird guy who tried molesting Zack stuttered incoherently before running away scared. Immediately, Zack pulled away and faced his new, and extremely attractive, rescuer.

"You looked like you needed help. I'm Genesis," he held out his hand to Zack, and when Zack took it, softly kissed the back of it.

Zack blushed a bright crimson, and tried to think of something intelligent to say, but just opened and closed his mouth a few times like a fish out water.

Genesis smiled very seductively. "I know, you're Zack."

_-_-_-_

"Genesis," Zack whispered in awe as he jumped up out of the soft bed. "You're Commander Genesis Rhapsodos! Angeal's friend!"

Genesis smiled widely, and lazily ran his azure eyes down Zack's lithe body. "If you plan on leaving, Zack, you might want to put some clothes on. Not that I'm complaining of the lack."

For the first time since he woke up, Zack realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes. He had woken up naked in his superior's king sized bed.

"What the hell happened last night?!"

"I'm sure if you don't know, you can at least guess what happened." Genesis just shrugged in boredom.

_-_-_-_

Genesis shoved Zack roughly against the wall in a passionate kiss. Zack moaned softly as he slid his slender arms around the older man's neck.

"Where are we?"

Zack felt Genesis smirk mischievously against his own lips.

"My apartment."

They were in the apartment; Zack was surprised at how bare and impersonal the place was. There were no pictures on the plain beige walls, and the tan furniture was sparse. The entire place looked vaguely empty. Judging from what little he knew about the owner, Zack was shocked that there wasn't any bright colors or a vast library.

Then they were in the bedroom. Genesis pushed Zack smoothly onto the vast bed and climbed on top of him. Clothes were being ripped off; lips and hands were everywhere. Zack was moaning loudly, and Genesis was whispering something in his ear.

"Please." Zack heard himself whimper between kisses.

"Are you sure? It'll hurt." Genesis's sultry voice in his ear.

"Yes! Please!"

There was a little pain as Genesis prepared Zack's body. He went slowly, so not to cause too much pain to the younger boy. Genesis was lucky that he had some leftover lube from his last "relationship", otherwise Zack's first time would have been worse.

When Genesis was sure that Zack was ready to handle it, he entered the boy gently and carefully to lessen the chance of internal damage. It was slow and pleasurable. It drove Zack mad, and he was begging before the end.

_-_-_-_

"Oh God," Zack whispered in distress as fuzzy memories of the previous night flashed in his mind. He quickly started to dress in the regular navy slacks and sweater that made up his 3rd class SOLDIER uniform. "Angeal is so going to kill me!"

Zack fled as soon as he was decent enough to go out in public. The last thing he heard as he was racing away, was Genesis laughing in clear amusement.