~Final Fantasy VII Truth or Dare~
You know, because this isn't done as nearly as much as it should be, right? So naturally, it had to be written. I don't own FFVII or any of its characters, though I really wish I did.
They never saw it coming. One moment, they were in their homes or at the bar, on a mission, or floating along in the Lifestream, minding their own business, doing various things. Tifa was washing dishes, Cloud was finally at least attempting to be happy, Vincent was as brooding and quiet as usual, Yuffie was trying to cheer the-basically-a-vampire-but-not up, Reno, Rude and Rufus Shin-Ra on a mission together and Aerith and Zack and yes, Sephiroth were watching from the Lifestream. You know, the usual. But then my henchmen—I mean, friends and I decided to drug, bound and kidnap all of them in a ninja-like fashion. Silently and efficiently. And for the three souls in the Lifestream, we revived them with materia.
They came to in various stages and at various times. Reno, being Reno, awoke last and obnoxiously called, "What the hell, yo? What's going on? Who the hell did this shit?"
"I'm Naomi Ai, an angel, and we are going to play a little game," I murmured sweetly, smiling wickedly.
Reno's aquamarine eyes narrowed, snorting. "They called Sephiroth the One-Winged Angel, and we all saw how THAT turned out."
Sephiroth glared and reached for his Masumune, only to realize it was missing. "Where is my sword?" He asked slowly, pissed off.
I giggled. "I had to take your weapons to ensure my safety. But the games will be quite fun, I assure you."
Cloud hesitantly looked into my bright blue eyes. "What kind of games?" he asked, sensing this was not going to go down too well.
"Truth or dare," I told them, laughing and smiling. Such fun this will be...
Vincent sighed. "Yuffie tried to get me to play once..."
"Then you should know how this works," I replied. "Except there is one twist."
"What would that be?" Aerith asked.
"You don't make up the dares or questions, as the game usually allows."
Zack gasped. "Then... who does?"
"Your adoring fans will send in some questions or dares—cruel and amazing dares are much more fun—for you to do," I answered.
Zack gulped, his mako blue eyes widening. Being a First Class Soldier, he knew exactly how the fangirls and fanboys could get. So rabid, so extreme.
"What if we refuse to play your little game, Naomi?" Sephiroth challenged, his cat-like eyes narrowing darkly.
"Don't be a bad sport, Sephiroth," I pouted, unsheating my katana, Kira. I pressed the razor-sharp tip to his throat, to which he gave me a glare that read "Move that insult of a katana compared to Masumune away from my neck before I fucking bite it." "You'll play, or I release you to the fanatics to have their fun with you. Especially the yaoi ones for you, Sephiroth."
He closed his eyes and sighed quietly, as if to rid himself of a disturbing mental image.
I giggled again, boucning a few feet into the air thanks to the aid of my twelve-foot white wings.
"It's up to you now, reviewers! Ask and dare away, ask and dare away!" I said gleefully, motioning to the various heroes, villains and friends chained down by their waists in their chairs.
Geez, the beginning was short... but with your reviews, it'll be so much longer! Truth and dares please! Fifth reviewer gets a Cloud plushie~ Anything goes for dares and what not. I'm cool with anything as far as pairings. Yes, I'm just about as crazy as Kadaj. As for my other ToD, I will update after my move.