<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi</id>
  <title>Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Yaoi</title>
  <subtitle>Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Yaoi</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Yaoi</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-08-21T04:06:55Z</updated>
  <lj:journal username="acyaoi" type="community"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom" title="Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Yaoi"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:170088</id>
    <author>
      <email>artisticblond@gmail.com</email>
      <name>dreamcatcher</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="dreamcatcher"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/170088.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=170088"/>
    <title>FVII:AC/BtVS Fic - Advent Sunnydale (3/10)  </title>
    <published>2008-08-21T03:48:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T04:06:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: "Advent Sunnydale" (3/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(a FFVII:AC/Buffy the Vampire Slayer cross-over&lt;/small&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Ensemble piece, a m/m pairing later&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Mid Season 3 of Buffy&lt;br /&gt;Characters:  The brothers from FFVII:AC, the core Scoobies.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter Summary: In Giles' condo, Xander finds himself alone with the brothers, much to his chagrin.&lt;br /&gt;Author's notes: Special thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='toxictattoo' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://toxictattoo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://toxictattoo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;toxictattoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/73060.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/74429.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/75204.html#cutid1"&gt;Dealing with someone who was slightly crazy was bad enough. But bored and slightly crazy?&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:169762</id>
    <author>
      <name>fandom_angel_93</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="fandom_angel_93"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/169762.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=169762"/>
    <title>to love and die part 2</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T04:32:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T04:32:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pairing: RenoxCloud&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Yaoi/shonen-ai&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Reno wakes up to a side of Cloud very few have ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Reno felt the sun across his face and he scrunched his face up. He didn't want to wake up yet, but memories of the previous night flooded back to him and he smiled as he looked to his side. Cloud lay next to him, an arm across Reno's chest and another hand resting under Clouds chin. Reno smiled at the sight before him. If Reno didn't know any better he would have thought of Cloud as an innocent human being. But the blood he had shed and the mako flowing through his veins told a different story. Not that the turk was clean either. Reno shook his head and drew Cloud closer to him and the blonde smiled and rubbed his hair against Reno's chest.&amp;nbsp;Reno ran a hand across Clouds back and Cloud let out a little moan. Reno grinned, he loved being able to do this to somebody and there was nobody he would rather do it to than Cloud. Reno gently got out of bed and walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast when he heard a voice from the bedroom screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOO... DON'T NO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno ran into the bedroom and saw Cloud in the bed writhing and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOO..PLEASE DON'T" and Reno ran to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno got onto the bed as Clouds screams continued. The blonde let out a terrible scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" and Reno tried to shake&amp;nbsp;Cloud awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud struggled to get away from Reno's touch and screamed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU KILLED HER" and Reno realised that Cloud was having a nightmare about Aeriths death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's me baby" Reno told Cloud soothingly, but the blonde was still in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno tried to shake Cloud awake again, but Cloud dragged his finger nails across the side of Reno's face. Reno winced as he felt a trickle of blood down the side of his face and recoiled. Cloud continued to scream and the need to protect Cloud flamed up again. He shook him awake again and Cloud opened his eyes. Cloud lay on his back sweating, shaking and scared. He looked into Reno's eyes and let out a strangled sob. Reno lay next to Cloud and put one hand under Clouds back to roll him onto Reno's chest. Reno wrapped one arm around Clouds back and he put a hand on the back of Clouds kitten soft blonde hair. Clouds sobs filled the bedroom and Reno gently whispered into Clouds ear and ran his hand through the blonde hair. Clouds sobs quitened down and Cloud looked up. He saw the scratches on Reno's face and he put&amp;nbsp;a hand on the scrapes. Reno gently moved his hand away and gently kissed Cloud on the lips. Cloud moaned into the kiss, the moan creating a vibration between their lips. Cloud broke away an laid his head on Reno's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you" he whispered to Reno and Reno looked down curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you have to thank me for"? he asked and Cloud looked into Reno's eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For being my knight in shining armour" Cloud replied and Reno placed a gentle kiss to Clouds forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I said that i wanted to hold you and to protect you I meant it, I want to go to sleep with you every night, wake up next to you and to just be with you" he told Cloud and Cloud tried to get three little words past a lump in his throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno looked down at Cloud and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Reno ran his tounge along Clouds bottom lip and Cloud gladly opened his mouth to let Reno's tounge into his mouth. Reno had always been in love with Cloud and to hear him say those words had made Reno's heart swell with happiness. Cloud was his, all his and he was going to make sure that nobody touched him. Reno felt Clouds handslip down his stomach and grab a hold of the erection that was growing. Reno broke away from Clouds lips and cupped Clouds face in his hands and brought their foreheads together and whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too Cloud".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud wrapped his hand around Reno's hard cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"show me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno rolled over so that he was on top of Cloud and passioantley kissed Cloud again while he reached a hand under the pillows for a tube of lube. He poured some out and coated his fingers with it and gently eased his fingers into Cloud. Cloud let out a gasp and threw his head back as Reno pushed deeper. Reno began to scissor and stretch until Cloud let out a gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"R..Reno need you...no..agh..now" Cloud gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno pulled his fingers out and put one of Clouds legs over his shoulders and gently eased his cock against Clouds entrance. Clouds hands gripped the sheets tighter and he let out a scream as Reno entered him. Reno looked down at his loves face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you ok baby"? he asked and ran a hand down the side of Clouds face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud nodded and moaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"deeper".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno continued to go deeper and Cloud moaned and occaisonally let out a scream. When Reno felt his balls against Clouds skin he moved out and thrust. Cloud let out a moan as Reno continued to thrust. Reno leaned down to Clouds lips and locked Clouds lips in a passionate kiss as he continued to thrust an Clouds moans became ecstasy filled screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your mine Cloud, every part of you" Reno said in a lust filled tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm ..aha..your..for..uh..ever" Cloud replied in gasps and moans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno smiled as he heard these words, the words he always wanted to hear. Reno took his lips away from Clouds lips and put them onto Clouds neck and began to tease the flesh with his teeth making Cloud moan and then scream as he hit the spot that made Clouds eyes almost roll into his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH..GOD..RENO..AH" Cloud screamed and Reno put one of his hands on Clouds erection and began to pump him in time to his strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FORE...VER...YOURS" Cloud screamed as he came into Renos hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno felt Cloud clench around him and he couldn't hold it any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH...GOD" Reno screamed and pulled out of Cloud and collapsed next to his blonde lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno was spent. His orgasm had him seeing black spots and his breath came in ragged gasps. He turned to Cloud who was glowing. Reno wrapped an arm around Cloud and pulled him close to him. Reno put a gentle kiss on Clouds forehead and rubbed Clouds arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how you feeling babe"? he asked Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud turned to Reno and grinned and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amazing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno smiled as he held his love and let his breathing calm down. This was what he wanted. To hold Cloud in his arms and to never let him go for as long as he was alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:169598</id>
    <author>
      <name>bekas_strife</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="bekas_rebel"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/169598.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=169598"/>
    <title>Damn Cells! [CloudxReno fanfic] - Chap 9/22</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T16:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T16:48:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Damn cells!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; BekasStrife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; CloudxReno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&lt;/strong&gt; M/M relationship; male pregnancy, colourful language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Cloud and Reno got drunk and had sex. It's simple as that. What Reno wasn't expecting was to get pregnant on the process... Will he cope with morning sickness and a talking baby inside himself? Some chapters in Reno's POV and others in Cloud's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't own these characters, Square Enix does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;~ &lt;a href="http://bekas-rebel.livejournal.com/9626.html#cutid1"&gt;Chapter 9 - Of Lies And Fights&lt;/a&gt; ~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:169290</id>
    <author>
      <name>bekas_strife</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="bekas_rebel"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/169290.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=169290"/>
    <title>Damn Cells! [CloudxReno fanfic] - Chap 8/22</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T19:57:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T19:57:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana" name="storytext"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry for the late!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Damn cells!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; BekasStrife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; CloudxReno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&lt;/strong&gt; M/M relationship; male pregnancy, colourful language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Cloud and Reno got drunk and had sex. It's simple as that. What Reno wasn't expecting was to get pregnant on the process... Will he cope with morning sickness and a talking baby inside himself? Some chapters in Reno's POV and others in Cloud's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;I don't own these characters, SquareEnix does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;~&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bekas-rebel.livejournal.com/9306.html#cutid1"&gt;Chapter 8 - Patience Has Limits!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:169137</id>
    <author>
      <email>inamabilis_unloved@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>jaded_grin</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jaded_grin"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/169137.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=169137"/>
    <title>Reno Is God (debauchery on its way)</title>
    <published>2008-08-17T13:12:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T13:12:26Z</updated>
    <category term="ffvii"/>
    <category term="kadaj"/>
    <category term="reno"/>
    <category term="yazoo"/>
    <content type="html">This is a bit of fun I've been up to, I thought it might feel at home here, seeing as Reno is rather my obsession! If you are offended by religious irreverence, PLEASE pass this up! So far I've got two parts, more to come! This is meant to be amusing, so take it that way. This is also posted on &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/"&gt;acyaoi&lt;/a&gt; so sorry if this is a repeat for anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Reno Is God&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: Reno/Kadaj/Yazoo and any combination thereof&lt;br /&gt;Rating: M because smut is fast approaching&lt;br /&gt;Description: Freshly returned from the Lifestream, Kadaj enjoys a sucker compliments of Tifa and tells Cloud that he's found God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Part Three"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At first Kadaj was a little disappointed—for a place of worship, the room &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; shared with &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; was remarkably &lt;i style=""&gt;plain&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Whatsa matter?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; teased. “Already having regrets, yo?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj wrinkled his nose at the perfectly ordinary bed and the neat, elegant furnishings that he might find in &lt;i style=""&gt;anyone’s&lt;/i&gt; bedroom. Well, anyone with a good amount of money and awesome taste. But however nice it was, it didn’t seem like the kind of bedroom Kadaj imagined god would sleep in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;i style=""&gt;that’s&lt;/i&gt; a regular bed!” he pointed out, giving the man a severe frown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah, so? What’d you think we slept on, yo? &lt;i style=""&gt;Clouds&lt;/i&gt;?” he sniggered a little at some joke Kadaj didn’t quite understand, but the boy impatiently plunged on, snapping, “&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, why would &lt;i style=""&gt;god&lt;/i&gt; sleep in a regular bed?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Because &lt;i style=""&gt;god&lt;/i&gt; gets a backache when he sleeps on his couch, now stop bitching,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj considered the answer fair enough and nodded a little. So god enjoyed regular things—he already knew that from &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s daily habits when he happened to be &lt;i style=""&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Besides, it’s no ordinary bed, yo,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, his voice falling into a mocking, conspiratal tone. “You gotta get &lt;i style=""&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; it to know what I mean.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Really?” Kadaj whispered, eyes wide. He had an inkling that he was headed for more things like that time in the foyer, but the thought didn’t bother him at all. His body had been doing &lt;i style=""&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; things lately, and now Loz was gone so he couldn’t talk to anyone about it. Those weird things started afresh at the idea of getting to palm &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; again and he felt himself blushing. He looked at the bed with new appreciation and solemn awe. “Okay.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Hey, relax, will you?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him. “I’m just playing with you, yo. C’mere.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj smiled when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; hauled him up close. He &lt;i style=""&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; hugs! He threw his arms around &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s slender neck and snuggled to his chest, sighing in bliss. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was warm and all muscled and had skin that was very nearly as soft as &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s…&lt;i style=""&gt;nearly&lt;/i&gt;. Kadaj wriggled up tight against him and heaved a sigh of contentment when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s arms hugged him tight. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; hugged him &lt;i style=""&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt;—and most of the time he didn’t even try to grope Kadaj’s bottom when he did it, he just indulged the boy’s need for affection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But groping seemed to be on the menu &lt;i style=""&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; time, and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; wasn’t the one who started it. Kadaj became aware of something very hard and rather large poking him in the belly through the light pajama bottoms &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had thrown on after his shower. Curious, thinking that it might just be the same thing he’d held before, Kadaj pulled back and, asking, “What’s poking me?” he slid his hand down over it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; jumped and Kadaj jumped, too, startled and a little afraid he’d done something wrong. Worried, he snatched his hand back and tried to shift blame, complaining, “You were &lt;i style=""&gt;poking&lt;/i&gt; me with it! I just wanted to see what it was!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Fuck, calm down,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, rolling his eyes. “I forgot how fucking ridiculous virgins are, &lt;i style=""&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“You shouldn’t curse so much,” Kadaj said, parroting Cloud’s oft-repeated statement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Fuck you, too,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; amiably told him, and slid the waistband of his pants out a little so Kadaj could get an eyeful of what had tented the material so much. Freed of the tighter waistband, it sprang up against &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s belly, standing tall above the lip of his pants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj felt his eyes go round and big, staring. &lt;i style=""&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; had something rather like that, too, only it wasn’t up to the same dimensions, not even by a long shot…except when it started doing &lt;i style=""&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; things that made Kadaj cranky until it stopped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Wow&lt;/i&gt;,” he breathed, and gave &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; the Big Eyes again. “Can I touch it?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“You’d &lt;i style=""&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, and reached for his cigarettes on the dresser, lighting one while Kadaj cautiously slipped his fingers over the sticky tip, fascinated. Yes, it &lt;i style=""&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; was what he’d touched a few times before, only then it had been hidden beneath the material of Reno’s pants and loose shirts, the only sign of Kadaj having touched it being a lingering stickiness on his hand and a faint scent of salt and Reno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; interrupted his inspection, saying, “Like I showed you, Princess.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pouting a little to be distracted from his exploration, Kadaj twisted his hand, palm towards &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and gripped it tight in his fist. The waistband of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s pants slid up over his wrist and Kadaj stroked him like &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had shown him the first time—a quick and whispered block of instruction in the foyer. Luckily for them both, Kadaj was a good listener and his one token, loud compliant had gone unheard by &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; in the kitchen. Otherwise it wouldn’t have been a &lt;i style=""&gt;chicken&lt;/i&gt; &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; would’ve cooked…or so &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had told him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Mmmm, that’s the stuff,” Reno breathed, head falling back a little as he sighed out a contented cloud of smoke, his big blue eyes hazy. “Not so fast, yo—we got a lot to go over.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj obediently slowed down the pumping of his hand, liking the slickness that coated his squeezing fingers, his own body starting to get all hot and tingly. He felt suddenly too hot and flushed, almost uncomfortably so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Enough, enough,” Reno told him, his voice mild, his free hand pulling Kadaj’s own away. “You hot baby? You look a little like you’re gonna pass out on me.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I’m &lt;i style=""&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt;,” Kadaj whined, fanning himself a little because he was starting to get nervous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Fuck, don’t &lt;i style=""&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; know,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; said, his laugh short and abrupt as he stubbed out his cigarette. He reached for Kadaj and pulled him up close again, mouth grazing the tender skin of his throat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj squealed a little and wriggled against him, crying, “That &lt;i style=""&gt;tickles&lt;/i&gt;!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But it more than tickled. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s mouth was soft and warm and wet, whispering over his sensitive skin, sucking and kissing. One strong, slender hand moved down his back, tugging at the hem of his shirt while the other hand slid around to pop the button on his loose jeans. When &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; pulled away and started to draw Kadaj’s shirt up, the boy’s eyes went round as dinner plates and he cried, “&lt;i style=""&gt;What are you doing&lt;/i&gt;?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Well, aren’t you hot?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; asked, reasonably, not upset with him at all. Kadaj felt as if he &lt;i style=""&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have been upset—here he was giving Kadaj an opportunity to worship, and all Kadaj did was complain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yes,” Kadaj answered, his voice weak and small, his pulse slamming against his throat with a visible tick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In reply, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; yanked his shirt up and off and unzipped his jeans, letting them fall in a puddle around Kadaj’s slender feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly exposed, Kadaj &lt;i style=""&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; feel a lot better, and relaxed, preening a little to have &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; staring at him. He knew he had nice skin—it was pretty and soft and pale, a little like moonlight, if you asked him. And he’d gotten no small amount of comments about his beautiful face, something that appealed to his rather vain disposition as well as his tender age. He examined himself in the bathroom mirror every morning, turning this way and that to be sure the contour of his hips hadn’t changed, to see if the tight tuck of his belly was still so flat and pretty, to reaffirm that his slight sway back still curved so invitingly down to the high, firm swell of his very grope-worthy bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; stared at him like an alcoholic would a shop full of free whiskey, and Kadaj smugly thought that he was correct in doing so. Smirking, the youth pulled an imaginary snarl out of his silky silver hair, turning a little to present his slim waist in brief profile. Seduction wasn’t something he knew how to do, but Kadaj liked to keep people fascinated and he’d found that such postures usually did the trick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His pride suffered a brief blow, however, when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; nodded a little and consoled him with, “Well, you’ll fill out as you get older, yo—but you’ll do.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;What&lt;/i&gt;?!”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; **************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These link back to the originals if you want the first parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167121.html#cutid1"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/168153.html#cutid1"&gt;Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:168803</id>
    <author>
      <name>sisters_of_doom</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="sisters_of_doom"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/168803.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=168803"/>
    <title>Haunted [Cloud/Reno] - Chapter 3</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T23:23:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T23:23:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted&lt;br /&gt;FF7/KHII x-over&lt;br /&gt;Cloud/Reno&lt;br /&gt;rated M&lt;br /&gt;Contains quite an OOC!Reno, Cloud's a bit changed as well but not as&amp;nbsp;much has Reno, angst, suicide and most importantly MPREG. Don't like it, don't read. You've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;Kigi mostly writes Reno while I, Bekas, Write Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.: Every couple has their fights and they all know that if they can surpass it, good times lie ahead. For Cloud and Reno, more than good times await them... And they're not as good as they could wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AN: (Bekas) once more we've been a bit busy lately (I just got back from vacations! D8 I have thousands of message to reply to and stuff to upload and post! Sorry!!)) so I shall only post the ff.net link once more. Sorry guys! Be sure to pass by and leave a comment! Oh, and we were already noted about the huge mistake that is a hot bath in Reno's condition -_- U we didn't know it at the time. We're sorry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4405020/3/Haunted"&gt;Chapter 3 - Warmth&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:168495</id>
    <author>
      <email>grygon@gmail.com</email>
      <name>Colleen "Grygon" Wright</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="spurkycreations"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/168495.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=168495"/>
    <title>Can Barely Hide chapter 6; Reno X Cloud, NC-17</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T08:30:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-17T07:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;NOTICE:&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Lilymoon and I are looking for a Rufus.  We'd like to start a Reno/Cloud/Rufus RPG &lt;b&gt;separate&lt;/b&gt; from Can Barely Hide (new plot/story) and need a third player for Rufus.  Lilymoon says it best I think- &lt;i&gt;I really like a controlling, snotty, "I truly am so much better than you" Rufus who is really a bit needy on the inside.&lt;/i&gt;  If you think you have what it takes &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57909.html"&gt;send us an application&lt;/a&gt; and we'll talk it out.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TITLE:&lt;/b&gt; Can Barely Hide, chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAIRING:&lt;/b&gt; Reno X Cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AUTHORS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lilymoon1' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lilymoon1.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lilymoon1.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lilymoon1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Reno, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='grygon' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://grygon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://grygon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;grygon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORD COUNT:&lt;/b&gt; 4,122&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/56567.html"&gt;Intro/Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/56755.html"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57085.html"&gt;Chapter3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57249.html"&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57384.html"&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHAPTER SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  Cloud is sore from chapter 5, but our boys still find a way to get off without hurting themselves again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;( &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57687.html"&gt;It took a moment for Cloud to realize what just happened.  Whimpering, he looked down at Reno pleadingly.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:168341</id>
    <author>
      <email>tenshi_gosuperu@hotmail.com</email>
      <name>angel_gospel</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="angel_gospel"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/168341.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=168341"/>
    <title>Devotion, a SephirothxCloud fanfic</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T01:31:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T01:31:54Z</updated>
    <category term="cloud"/>
    <category term="sephiroth"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Title:&lt;/u&gt; Devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Author:&lt;/u&gt; angel_gospel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rating:&lt;/u&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pairing:&lt;/u&gt; SephirothxCloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Warnings:&lt;/u&gt; Yaoi, language, sexual content. Some Tifa/Aerith bashing--done by Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Genre:&lt;/u&gt; Romance, humor, fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Status:&lt;/u&gt; Oneshot, CROSSOVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/u&gt; I don't own xxxHOLiC or Final Fantasy VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summary:&lt;/u&gt; Sephiroth, in the Lifestream, comes across a strange, Wutaian shop that supposedly grants wishes. His only wish is for Cloud to remain devoted to him. Too bad the woman in the shop will make him pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4237290/5/AZ_Wishes"&gt;His eyes immediately widened in alarm when he remained walking, his feet moving on their own accord and try as he might, the appendages kept walking, finally coming to a stop before a small Wutaian house. Silver brows furrowed as his feet continued to take him inside. &lt;em&gt;“What is that pink ribbon wearing bitch up to!? I didn’t know there was anything other than flowers in this twice-be-damned place!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img class="snap_preview_icon" style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND-POSITION: -1128px 0px; MIN-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MIN-HEIGHT: 0px; LEFT: auto; FLOAT: none; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.43.0.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); VISIBILITY: visible; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MAX-WIDTH: 2000px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top; WIDTH: 14px; MAX-HEIGHT: 2000px; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-STYLE: normal; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;trebuchet ms&amp;#39;, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: static; TOP: auto; HEIGHT: 12px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; cssFloat: none" alt="" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.43.0.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Part of my AZ Wishes series. A series of oneshots that all crossover with HOLiC. Feel free to suggest a pairing and I'll try to write&amp;nbsp;a oneshot for you. :) Please read and review.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:168153</id>
    <author>
      <email>inamabilis_unloved@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>jaded_grin</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jaded_grin"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/168153.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=168153"/>
    <title>Reno is God II</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T02:00:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T02:00:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I guess I'm gonna keep writing this! If you are offended by religious irreverence, then please pass this one over!&lt;br /&gt;Title: Reno Is God II&lt;br /&gt;Rating: M (suggestive themes with potential for downright smuttiness)&lt;br /&gt;Description: Freshly returned from the lifestream, Kadaj enjoys a sucker compliments of Tifa and informs Cloud that he has found God&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own shite, if you want to sue me, sue for my SIMS games--they're the only things I have that are worth anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was meant to be amusing, take it as such!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Reno is God II"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Just because &lt;i style=""&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; aren’t religious doesn’t mean that &lt;i style=""&gt;I’m&lt;/i&gt; not!” Kadaj scolded, pointing at Cloud with his sucker. “I’m not leaving &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; anyway, you bully.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Kadaj, it isn’t &lt;i style=""&gt;healthy&lt;/i&gt; for you to be in that environment!” Cloud insisted. “A boy your age shouldn’t be exposed to such…such…such &lt;i style=""&gt;lewdness&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Oh, Cloud, you’re such a fuddy-duddy,” Kadaj sighed, popping the sucker back in his mouth, closing the discussion as far as he was concerned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I swear, Kadaj, that if that Turk has so much as laid a &lt;i style=""&gt;finger&lt;/i&gt; on you—”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“It’s none of your business anyway,” Kadaj informed him, talking around the diminishing sucker. He rolled it on his tongue to rest in the pocket of his other cheek. “It doesn’t upset &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; or Loz, &lt;i style=""&gt;Nissan&lt;/i&gt;—I don’t see why it should upset &lt;i style=""&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“It upsets me because that whole situation is…” Cloud trailed off, searching for the right word to express his outraged shock and indignation. “&lt;i style=""&gt;Vulgar&lt;/i&gt;!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“What’s vulgar?” Tifa asked, coming down the stairs in response to Cloud’s shout. She ruffled Kadaj’s hair affectionately, smiling when he butted against her hand like a content little cat. “You’re so &lt;i style=""&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt;, Kadaj!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“That’s part of the problem,” Cloud said, bitter. “They can’t live with &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Tifa—he’s already managed to debauch &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; and now he has Kadaj thinking he’s god.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“He &lt;i style=""&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;,” Kadaj chimed in, nodding sagely at Tifa, only to be scowled at by Cloud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tifa looked amused, a slight smile playing around her full lips.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“God, is it?” she mused, and laughed a little. “I always knew there was &lt;i style=""&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; about him—”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Well there isn’t!” Cloud snapped, uncommonly out of sorts. Kadaj didn’t think he’d ever heard Cloud raise his voice before, and he’d certainly never seen him in such a state of agitation. “Kadaj thinks that going into &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s bedroom is the equivalent of worship—”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“It works for &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt;,” Kadaj said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“—and personally I think it’s disgraceful!” Cloud finished, affronted. “He’s just a child, he shouldn’t have to be fending off a lecherous man.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I’m not fending off anyone,” Kadaj protested. “&lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; won’t let me in their bedroom because he says &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; might ignore him. I went in there once when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; asked me to take a shower with him, but &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; caught me and told me that if he ever saw me anywhere &lt;i style=""&gt;near&lt;/i&gt; the bedroom again he was going to cut my hair while I was sleeping.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tifa arched an eyebrow, impressed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Like &lt;i style=""&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; is worth cutting my hair!” Kadaj sighed, lovingly touching his silver locks. He tossed the soggy sucker stick into the garbage and stood, saying, “Bye, then! They’re probably done by now anyway.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Tifa, we can’t leave him there!” Cloud protested, clearly bothered by the idea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Oh, Cloud, don’t be so overbearing,” the woman said, waving away his fears. “Kadaj has lasted this long, hasn’t he? You already absolved yourself of any responsibility where they’re concerned, so it really isn’t any of your business how &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; deals with them.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cloud gave her a disbelieving stare, sure that some alien had possessed Tifa’s body and overthrown the caring, concerned woman he knew.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“All I’m saying is that Kadaj is an adult, Cloud, however little you like it,” she gently explained. “He can do &lt;i style=""&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; he wants with &lt;i style=""&gt;who&lt;/i&gt; he wants.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“That’s right!” Kadaj agreed, and bounced towards the door, calling back with a cheery wave, “Bye-bye! See you later!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj skipped home, too delighted by the beautiful day to do anything so monotonous as just &lt;i style=""&gt;walk&lt;/i&gt;. It wasn’t far to the apartment he and his brothers shared with Reno, and he made it back within fifteen minutes—and that was even counting the time he spent returning fascinated smiles and flirting a little. It felt good to flirt, to know that people thought he was beautiful, to realize that others noticed how nice he kept his hair and how well he dressed. Reno had taken them all shopping not long ago, letting them buy whatever they wanted because, as he’d said, it was, “Rufus Shinra’s dime, yo. And he’s got tons to spare.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Several people passed him on bicycles and the contraptions fascinated the boy. They looked &lt;i style=""&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;! Deciding that he wanted one, he fished out his key and let himself into &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s apartment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Are you done?” he yelled, wondering where Loz was. Mr. Rufus Mother-Hater Shinra kept trying to get Loz to come work for him, but the big man collapsed into frantic tears at the thought of leaving the sheltering apartment—it would seem he got over it, he was nowhere around when Kadaj made his way into the cool, dim interior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Hey, Princess, where’ve you been?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; yelled back.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj didn’t like being called a woman’s affectionate nickname, but &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; always &lt;i style=""&gt;forgot&lt;/i&gt; his name, so it just kinda wound up sticking—even &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Loz had started to call him ‘Princess.’ It made Kadaj impatient, but how angry could one really get at &lt;i style=""&gt;god&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Seventh Heaven!” he said, wriggle-dancing his way into the living room. “Where’s Loz?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Boss came and collected him,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, emerging from the Forbidden Room still toweling his wild red hair. “&lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; went with him in case he had a meltdown—your lug-head brother sure is a weird one, yo.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“He’s very delicate,” Kadaj solemnly said, somberly thinking of poor Loz and all of his insecurities. Brightening, he said, “I want a bike!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah? I want a million gil,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, tossing the towel at his head and heading for the kitchen for his coffee. &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; always kept the coffee pot full. Besides alcohol, it was the only thing &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; ever drank. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“No, really!” Kadaj said, trailing him, idly dropping the wet towel on the floor. It was a habit of his, following Reno or his brothers around the house, asking endless questions until someone pelted him with a pillow or groped his bottom until he got fed up with it. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; looked at him as if he’d &lt;i style=""&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; to grope his bottom, but one hand had a coffee mug and the other had a cigarette and both of those things were more pressing at the moment. “I want a bike!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“What do &lt;i style=""&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; get out of it?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; snorted, gulping his coffee. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj cocked his head and sweetly asked, “If I pray for it, will I get it?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; shrugged, confused, and said, “Yeah, sure you will, yo. Whatever.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj clapped, delighted, and spun a quick, breathless circle in place, giggling as the world swam dizzily.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was smiling at him, amused by his happiness. Whatever &lt;i style=""&gt;Cloud&lt;/i&gt; thought, Kadaj knew &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; loved them…even if it was a weird kind of touchy-love and not at &lt;i style=""&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; like brother-love…which was getting kinda mixed up since they moved in with him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Deciding to take the plunge, Kadaj took a deep breath and gave &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; the Big Eyes, asking, “&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, are you god?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The man’s expression grew crafty and he answered, “If I say yes will you let me fuck you?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj laughed a little and said, “I don’t think I understand what that means!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s grin turned predatory and in a coaxing voice he said, “Come here and I’ll show you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suspicious, Kadaj asked, “Does it involve you and &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s bedroom?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“It doesn’t &lt;i style=""&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; answered. “It works anywhere, yo.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Does it &lt;i style=""&gt;usually&lt;/i&gt; involve your bedroom?” Kadaj amended.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s gaze turned thoughtful and he said, “Sometimes, yeah.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Will it make &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; upset?” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Probably, but he’s sensitive, yo.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Then, no,” Kadaj told him. “&lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; said he’d cut off my hair while I was sleeping! He thinks you’ll start ignoring him.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; laughed at him and told him with a cocky leer, “Princess, if I’m god, I can keep my baby from cutting off your hair, yo. Ignored, huh? Fuck, he should know better by now…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“It &lt;i style=""&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; sound like you have an awful lot of fun worshipping,” Kadaj said, wistful. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“You gotta try it to know,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; pressed, his grin infectious. Kadaj, always rather spontaneous, responded with his own happy grin and giggled again, just happy to be alive and freed of Mother’s pressing demands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“You grin at me all adorable and wonder why I wanna ride you through the headboard, yo,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; teased, downing his coffee. “Come on, let’s do this, Princess. &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; can join us when he gets back.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“What about Loz?” Kadaj asked, concerned. He didn’t mind it when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; grabbed his wrist—he was used to being handled by him, and even allowed himself to be coaxed into certain things that left him all tingly and flushed…like the time &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; pinned him in the foyer while &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; was making dinner and slipped Kadaj’s hand down his pants. &lt;i style=""&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; had been fun, though Kadaj didn’t really understand what he’d done. He’d touched himself the same way later that night but the resulting strong reaction had rather shocked him and he’d run crying to Yazoo, who’d slapped Reno, who’d retaliated by hauling Yazoo over his knees and spanking him hard, and they’d wound up worshipping again while Loz comforted Kadaj and told him not to worry, he was just growing up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Confusing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Loz ain’t coming back again, Princess,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; said, stubbing out his cigarette. “He finally agreed to go work for old Rufus and now he’s got a place down the street. He wanted to take you with him, yo, but he had other ships to pass in the night.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Loz went &lt;i style=""&gt;sailing&lt;/i&gt;?!” Kadaj gasped, utterly ecstatic at the prospect. “Oh, &lt;i style=""&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; want to go!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah, sure, whatever, we’ll go sailing,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, and headed for the bedroom with Kadaj in tow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Are we going to worship now?” Kadaj questioned, heart thrumming to finally be let in on their secret.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“You bet,” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; told him, tossing a wink over his shoulder. “Where’d you get this worshipping stuff anyway, Princess?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“From &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt;,” Kadaj told him, following him willingly enough. “Because he’s always screaming, ‘Oh my god!’ at the top of his lungs when he’s in here.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Is he?” &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; asked, opening the door and pulling him inside. He closed it with a bang but he didn’t lock it. When he smiled at Kadaj the boy smiled back, excited and delighted and strangely breathless. “Guess it’s your turn, now, Princess.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167121.html#cutid1"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:167712</id>
    <author>
      <name> ♥°*越前 猫依*°♥</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="nekoi_echizen"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167712.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=167712"/>
    <title>Vincent and Cloud fanlist</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T10:47:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T10:47:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi there! &lt;br /&gt;That's my first post in this community! Nice to meet you all FF7 pals!&lt;br /&gt;I'm here cause recently I've adopter a fanlist dedicated to 2 awesome FF7 characters relationship! I would like to see a lot of fans that share their love joining here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" class="titlebar"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALONES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="blank" href="http://fan.ethereal-world.net/cloudvincent/"&gt;&lt;img width="100" height="150" border="0" align="left" alt=" ALONES" src="http://www.zero-grades.net/nekoi/fan/fl_admin/owned/76_cloudvinc.gif" class="img" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; Final Fantasy VII: Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;b&gt;Category:&lt;/b&gt; Games/Animations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Description:&lt;/b&gt; The Final Fantasy VII's Cloud Strife and Vincent Valentine fanlist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll like the graphic I did for them! Comments and affiliates are welcome!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:167612</id>
    <author>
      <email>artisticblond@gmail.com</email>
      <name>dreamcatcher</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="dreamcatcher"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167612.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=167612"/>
    <title>FFVII:AC/BtVS Fic - Advent Sunnydale (2/10)</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T16:47:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T16:47:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title:  Advent Sunnydale  (2/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(a FFVII:AC/Buffy the Vampire Slayer cross-over&lt;/small&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Rating:  PG-13 for series&lt;br /&gt;Pairings:  Ensemble piece. A slash pairing later.&lt;br /&gt;Characters:  The brothers from FFVII:AC.  The core Scoobies.&lt;br /&gt;Setting:  Mid Season 3 Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter Summary:  "Big guys. Strong guys. They were the type of guys Xander would normally only talk to when they were stuffing him into a locker and, even then, the conversation was restricted to 'Hey, let me out.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/73060.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/74429.html#cutid1"&gt;Advent Sunnydale (Part 2)&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:167179</id>
    <author>
      <name>fandom_angel_93</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="fandom_angel_93"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167179.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=167179"/>
    <title>to love and die part 1</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T08:41:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T08:41:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Pairing: RenoxCloud&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Yaoi/shonen-ai&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Cloud feels alone and is in need of someone to chase his demons away. When Reno find Cloud and gives him a lift, he instantly finds that he is the cure to Clouds unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Cloud leaned against finrir and looked up at the sky and let out a long, slow breath. He was angry and frustrated. After all it wasn't hard to understand why. Cloud never wanted to save the world, never wanted Zack to get shot and certainly didn't want a silver haired, borderline schizophrenic to shove a sword through Aeriths chest. Things had happened, people had died and somehow Cloud had been responsible. He hung his head and sighed. No good had ever come of moping, he knew that well and he had told himself this alot. But after killing Sephiroth again, everything had changed. Seeing Zack and Aerith again hadn't helped much either. He felt a tear creep to the corner of his eye, but brushed it away when he heard a bike pull up and heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yo Cloud man, you lookin to freeze out here" the cocky red head asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud turned around and saw the red head Reno leaning against his bike with amusement. He nodded and called out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my bikes dead, can you give me a lift" Reno looked amused and nodded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sure man, hop on" he pointed to the bike and&amp;nbsp;Cloud walked over and swung his leg over the bike and held onto the handles under the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bike roared to life and the two of them&amp;nbsp;roared off. Cloud shivered, he was cold and slightly wet as it had started to rain. He needed someone, anyone. Someone to hold him and to say what he had to hear. That it wasn't his fault Zack was dead, that Aerith had run off and that was what led her to be killed. He wrapped his arms around Reno and the turk leaned back into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno was astonished when Cloud&amp;nbsp;put his arms around him. Reno had burned for Cloud. Ever since sector 7 Cloud had made his heart twinge and he wanted to hold the blonde, to craddle him in his arms and protect him forever and to fuck his brains out of course. But&amp;nbsp;now Cloud had his arms around his waist the feelings were multiplied by 10. He leaned against&amp;nbsp;Cloud, he couldn't help it. He&amp;nbsp;wanted Cloud to know that the idea of him pressed against his body wasn't an idea that he would shoot down. He stopped the bike and&amp;nbsp;got off the bike and&amp;nbsp;turned to face Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to go back to my place"? he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cloud looked surprised, but answered the question with a kiss. Cloud tasted sweet. His lips parted the instant that Reno teased them with his tounge and he managed to get a moan from Cloud.&amp;nbsp;Reno ran his hand up Clouds back and he felt the skin flush with heat. Reno&amp;nbsp;came up for air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so is that a yes"? he asked teasingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cloud nodded and pulled Reno so close that their breath mingled and he felt Clouds breath cascade over his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kick that bike to life and take me to your place and fuck me till I can't hold it anymore" Cloud moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reno didn't need telling twice.&amp;nbsp;His bike roared to life and he sped home, Clouds arms were tight around him and he rushed up to his apartment. He opened the door and led Cloud in before kissing him with&amp;nbsp;an animal passion in the living room. Cloud ran his hand through Reno's red hair and Reno pushed Cloud up against the wall. He used one hand to hold Clouds head and the other to remove the leg and arm gaurds on Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Much better" Reno growled into Clouds ear and felt a jolt as Cloud put a&amp;nbsp;hand on his crotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He felt his hand pull down the zipper with expert skill and he reached into his pants and took hold of his cock. Reno threw his head back and moaned. Cloud smiled and with one hand holding his growing erection and the other on his shoulder, pushed him towards the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno was led back by Cloud and looked into the Mako enhanced eyes. He smiled and with his strength he threw Cloud on the bed. He unzipped the shirt and followed the zippers path with his mouth. Cloud let out a hiss of pleasure and put his hands in Reno's long hair. It was soft and smooth, he massaged the scalp and Reno let out a pur. Reno's blue eyes looked up from Clouds stomach and he placed a kiss on Clouds lips. But this time he was softer and more tender. He broke away and he looked into Clouds eyes and placed a hand on the side of Clouds face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you know how long I've waited for this"? he asked and he kissed him tenderly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have burned for you for so long" and Clouds eyes looked surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean"? the blonde asked. Reno was fearful, but Cloud didn't show any sign of getting away. If anything he wanted Reno to go on. Reno placed a tender kiss on Clouds lips and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From the day I saw you I wanted you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to be mine and mine alone" he continued.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to hold you, to&amp;nbsp;soothe you and to make you feel good" he finished and he felt Cloud kiss him and take off his shirt. Cloud leaned close and whispered in his ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you in me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno placed a tender kiss on Clouds&amp;nbsp;lips, before kissing Cloud on the neck. He undid the buckle on Clouds pants and Reno felt Cloud easily slide his pants and boxers off. Cloud lay on the bed and Reno grabbed the near-by bottle of lube. He poured out a little and slicked his fingers and gently pressed one against Clouds opening. Cloud moaned and then let out a small scream as he slid inside. Cloud was practically burning and Reno kissed him on the lips as he slid another finger in as Cloud screamed louder. He gently moved his fingers in and out and scissored him. Cloud moaned and broke his lips away from Reno and whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can't...ah...wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock with lube. He swung one of Clouds legs over his shoulder and pressed his cock against Clouds opening. Cloud nodded and Reno entered him. He made his way in gently and Cloud would groan slightly. Reno moved one of his hands to Clouds cheek and stroked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you ok" he asked Cloud. Cloud nodded and moaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"move".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno began to move and Cloud gripped the sheets on the bed. He let out a gasp and lifted his head and moaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah Reno that's...ah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud wrapped his legs around Reno's waist and urged him deeper. Reno complied and he felt the legs grip tighter. He looked to Clouds hands and saw them clutching the sheets with white knuckles. The look on his face was one of pleasure and as he moved he would let out a little moan. Reno pushed deeper and he saw Cloud tilt his head back further and scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh FUCK Reno" as he hit Clouds prostate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He moved deepe again and he was buried to the hilt in Cloud. Cloud pulled Reno's head close and kissed him to stifle a scream. Reno pulled out and thrust again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH fuck babe" Cloud moaned and he tilted his head more, exposing his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reno leaned down to the throat and kissed him gently. Cloud locked his hand at the back of Reno's head and he was amazed at how good it felt. Reno nuzzled his neck as he thrust again and Cloud moaned. He was close, so close. Reno was being attentive to his needs and he didn't hurt him. The feeling in Clouds belly was uncontainable and he felt it growing in his cock and he whispered in Remo's ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm...ahha...YOURS" he screamed the last word as he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno felt Cloud clench around him and Reno threw his head back. He felt the cum hit his stomach and chest. He helped Cloud to ride out his orgasm and&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;Cloud moaned it brought Reno closer and closer until suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH FUCK" he screamed and came inside Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He began to see black spots as he continued to cum. He lay on top of Clouds chest as he finished and gently pulled out of him and lay beside him. He looked at Cloud and ran a hand through his hair. His hair was kitten soft and Cloud cuddled closer to the touch. He snuggled closer to Reno until his head was pressed against Reno's chest. Cloud looked up at Reno and kissed him tenderly. Reno moved his hand to the back of Clouds head and urged him deeper, but broke away when he felt a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong babe" he asked concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cloud looked away, but Reno put his hand under his chin and turned his head. Clouds eyes were red and he wrapped both arms around Reno. Cloud put his head on Reno's shoulder and said through a choked up wind pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have screwed up bad" he sobbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zack and Aerith are dead and..a" he stopped as his sobs chocked him off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno ran a hand through the soft hair and comforte him by wrapping his other arm around his waist and pressing soft kisses against his neck, temple and shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You couldn't have saved them" he whispered and kissed his temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not your fault". he continued and kissed him on the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You didn't shoot Zack, or stab Aerith" Reno finished and he felt the tears against his shoulder stop as he kissed Clouds shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud looked at him and whispered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I should have had Zacks back, I should have stopped Aerith running off" he said, this time with no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno ran a hand down Clouds face and finished by cupping his face in his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could not have foreseen what happened, none of us could" Reno told Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud moved his face back up to Reno's lips and kissed tenderly. Cloud teased Reno's lips with his tounge and he pushed forward, their tounges sliding together and wrapping around each other. Cloud broke away and put his head on Reno's chest and he whispered&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thank you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno ran his hand through Clouds kitten soft hair to say your welcome, before reaching near the far edge of the bed and pulled a blanket around the two of them. Cloud fell asleep in Reno's arms and he smiled as he felt himself drift off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:167121</id>
    <author>
      <email>inamabilis_unloved@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>jaded_grin</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jaded_grin"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/167121.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=167121"/>
    <title>Reno Is God</title>
    <published>2008-08-12T01:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-12T01:54:26Z</updated>
    <category term="ffvii"/>
    <category term="cloud"/>
    <category term="jaded_grin"/>
    <category term="kadaj"/>
    <category term="reno"/>
    <category term="reno is god"/>
    <category term="yazoo"/>
    <content type="html">This was an amusing little piece of fun that I couldn't resist writing--I may even add to it as needed, it certainly won't leave me alone, and the world is &lt;i&gt;far&lt;/i&gt; too short of threesomes anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Reno Is God&lt;br /&gt;Rating: M (suggestive themes with potential for downright smuttiness)&lt;br /&gt;Description: Freshly returned from the lifestream, Kadaj enjoys a sucker compliments of Tifa and informs Cloud that he has found God&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own shite, if you want to sue me, sue for my SIMS games--they're the only things I have that are worth anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was meant to be amusing, take it as such!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Reno Is God"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj sucked contentedly on his sucker, eyes rolling a little as sugary sweetness filled his mouth and senses. &lt;i style=""&gt;Nissan&lt;/i&gt; was watching him with wary, hooded eyes, but Kadaj ignored him. Cloud was just so &lt;i style=""&gt;dull&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; hadn’t been so intent on hiding with &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the bedroom then Kadaj wouldn’t have even come down to the bar in the first place. But he supposed it was a good thing. He’d never been in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s bedroom for any reason—not for lack of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; trying, it was &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s protests that kept him away—but apparently the red-haired, strange, and groping man was some sort of deity. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“What are you doing here, Kadaj?” Cloud asked him, still wary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj popped the sucker Tifa had given him out of his mouth with an audible plop and smiled at his nervous older brother, saying, “&lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; is worshipping again.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cloud looked confused. That was not a rare thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I’m pretty sure that &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is god,” Kadaj informed him, rather proud to be living with a divine being. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“What?” Cloud asked, bewildered. He was so &lt;i style=""&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt; when his eyebrows drew together like that! Kadaj leaned forward and touched them, childlike, but Cloud pulled away with a scowl. “Kadaj, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; isn’t &lt;i style=""&gt;god&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Is so,” the boy insisted. Cloud shook his head, causing Kadaj to be more emphatic, saying, “Is &lt;i style=""&gt;so&lt;/i&gt;! Every time they go into the bedroom all &lt;st1:place&gt;Yazoo&lt;/st1:place&gt; does is scream ‘oh my god!’”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cloud blushed and looked horrified.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kadaj felt proudly vindicated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“So, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is god,” he reasoned, and returned to his sucker with single-minded intensity, his smirk smug around the paper stick of the sucker. “Maybe some day &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reno&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; will let &lt;i style=""&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; worship Him, too…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Tifa&lt;/i&gt;!” Cloud yelled, looking panicked as he stared wildly at Kadaj. “We have got to get Kadaj &lt;i style=""&gt;out&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;of that&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;house&lt;/i&gt;!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:166846</id>
    <author>
      <name>fandom_angel_93</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="fandom_angel_93"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/166846.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=166846"/>
    <title>complication and suspicion (a threeway crossover fanfic) part 1</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T04:19:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T04:19:28Z</updated>
    <category term="cloud/zack"/>
    <category term="complication and suspicion"/>
    <category term="fandom_angel_93"/>
    <category term="crossover"/>
    <content type="html">Pairings: NarutoxSasuke, KakashixIruka, CloudxZack, RoyxEd&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&amp;nbsp;M &lt;br /&gt;Genre:Yaoi/shonen-ai/crossover&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not own any of the series mentioned in this fanfic&lt;br /&gt;Summary: High school is a mine field and a complex place. But for some it's just a little bit harder. Naruto and Sasuke begin to come together as a couple. Kakashi and Iruka are two teachers who carry on a secret love affair. Cloud and Zack are best friends in senior year,&amp;nbsp;who have been in love for quite some time but the problem is Zacks insanely popular girlfriend Areith, who can make a student a player, or a loser with just a rumor.&amp;nbsp;Edward Elric is in love with science teacher Roy Mustang. Little does Ed know the feeling is mutual. This follows afew of the characters mornings and how they deal with their relationships&amp;nbsp;as they arrive at&amp;nbsp;school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Cloud was&amp;nbsp;aroused from his sleep, by a pair of strong arms that wrapped around him. He tried to go back to sleep, to a dream where he and Zack could be together without the fear of Aerith bitching about them and making them social outcasts. It was a wonderful dream and a dream he had quite afew times. Although it wasn't always stolen kisses and holding hands during lunch that were in these dreams. Raw and raunchy sex. &lt;em&gt;"It's something we do quite well"&lt;/em&gt; Cloud thought to himself as he felt Zacks nose trail down the side of his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Im awake" he replied sleepily and rolled over to face his love. Cloud couldn't believe how lucky he was to be with Zack. Cloud had, had a boyfriend but that had culminated in a shocking and terrible sexual attack. After the attack, Zack had been there to calm, comfort and protect as the cruelty of the students assaulted him. He smiled as Zack kissed him on the nose. "Glad to see your awake" Zack said and held Clouds face at eye level, "I was getting lonely" he continued as Zack led his hand down Clouds neck and across his chest. Cloud took his hand off his stomach, regreting losing the warmth the contact gave him. "We have to get going, or we'll be late". "Why are you so worried"? Zack asked and wrapped his arms around Cloud to stop him getting off the bed. "Because if Aerith catches us, then we're screwed" Cloud responded light heartedly. Zack let Cloud go and remebered with an "Oh shit" that he had to call Aerith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto woke up and looked out his window and across the park. It was a&amp;nbsp;fantastic view and one he hoped to share with somebody one day. &lt;em&gt;"Somebody like Sasuke"&lt;/em&gt; he reminded himself and lay against the pillows. It was true that he and Sasuke had a bond that was more than friendly. The two had agreed to take it slow, one step at a time and to just enjoy it. Naruto smiled at the thought of finding love with his best friend&lt;em&gt; "Zack and Cloud did it, so why can't I"?.&lt;/em&gt; The two seniors had sworn him to&amp;nbsp;never tell any one about their relationship. He&amp;nbsp;smiled at the possibilities he had with Sasuke and got dressed for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi awoke to a sweet little melody that played from the kitchen. He got off the bed and walked to the kitchen, using light steps so as not to give away the fact he was there. He peered through the crack in the kitchen door and saw Iruka singing, need you tonight by INXS.&amp;nbsp;Kakashi smiled at the cute little, private concert he had for himself. He would never let Iruka know he was watching, or he would lose this little pleasure he got in the mornings. As Iruka finished, Kakashi walked down the hall silently, then walked down noisily so that it seemed he had just woken up. Kakashi gave Iruka a light kiss on the lips and put his hands on his hips. Iruka blushed adorabley and Kakashi smiled "so how did you sleep"? he asked. Iruka nodded, "good" he replied and passed Kakashi a plate of bacon and eggs. He took the plate, but wished he could have something far sweeter in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed tossed and turned during the night, well &lt;em&gt;tossed&lt;/em&gt; was definately true. He awoke and, once again felt a gooey mess in the front of&amp;nbsp;his boxers &lt;em&gt;"damn"&lt;/em&gt; he thought to himself&lt;em&gt; "I wish this wouldn't happen".&lt;/em&gt; He walked down the hall to the bathroom, careful to avoid waking his brother. It wouldn't be&amp;nbsp;the first time that Al had caught Ed taking a trip to the&amp;nbsp;bathroom to clean himself up after a dream about his science teacher. Al never knew the object of his dreams &lt;em&gt;"THANK GOD"&lt;/em&gt; Ed thought. But it didn't stop him poking fun. Ed continued silently down the hall and got to the bathroom and surveyed himself in the mirror. He had long blonde hair that everybody seemed to want him to cut. Ed had found a way around their desire by putting his hair in a braid that, to some of his class mates was damn sexy. He had a long, cool shower to try and steer his mind away from Roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud and Zack had learned a routine and a schedule. School was for being friends and outside of school and away from Aerith was cute and cuddly, fluffy moments. Of course sometimes it was hard to follow. They had only been caught once , by Naruto Uzumaki in the school change rooms. After they had sworn him to silence about it they were in the clear. As the bus came round the corner Zack and Caloud tore their hands away from each others grasp and Zack sighed when he heard Aeriths cry of jubilation. Aerith was the queen of the senior year and Zack was her defacto king. Although Zack and Cloud were best friends, Zack had to sit at the back of the bus with Aerith but Cloud couldn't, so he sat with Tifa, the only other person who knew about Zack and Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled warmly and greeted him. Cloud sat next to Tifa and she leaned close and whispered in his ear "so you and Zack are getting on the bus together, again" she said and glanced at Aerith. "If she finds out, the two of you are screwed for life". Cloud leaned close "well if you stay quiet, then we won't have to worry".The school bus pulled up outside the high school and Cloud and Tifa got off, Aerith, Zack and Aerith's clingers on got off aswell and Cloud gave Tifa a good bye and joined the high school royalty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto walked to school and he met the object of his new found desire, Sasuke. The raven haired boy smiled and leaned close to Naruto "so where were we" he whispered into Narutos ear in a lusty voice that made Naruto blush. Naruto turned his head slightly and gently pressed his lips against Sasuke's "I think we were about there" he replied and wrapped an arm around Sasuke's waist. The two of them walked like this, even as they walked into the school. They were though caring what&amp;nbsp;every one else&amp;nbsp;would think &lt;em&gt;"besides,&amp;nbsp;I want to see the look on Sakura's face"&lt;/em&gt; Naruto thought to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi and Iruka took separate cars and prtended like thier relationship was non-existant. The school had a habit of frowning on same sex relationships &lt;em&gt;"as did&amp;nbsp;the students"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Iruka reminded himself. But the two of them found a way. Whether it was holding hands under the tables at morning meetings, or a quick little romp in the library, they found a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed got out of the car with his brother in tow. His mother waved them good-bye and then sped off. It wasn't that their mother didn't care about them, she did. But today was the finalisation day of his parents divorce and his mum was in for a very sizeable cut of his dads bank account. Ed looked around for his friends and caught sight of Roy. The science teacher had taken an interest in Ed when his parents were getting divorced. It made Ed's heart swell to have somebody look after him but it was frustrating, having Roy so close but he was so impossibly far. He sighed as he made his way over to Winry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy walked into his office and caught a glimpse of Ed. He was so bueatiful and so goddamn sexy with his hair in that braid. Roy had to remind himself repeatedly that Ed was a student, his student and that he woud lose his job if anything happened between the two of them and he would be behind bars. &lt;em&gt;"Better to be a miserable bird than a caged one"&lt;/em&gt; he thought as the first of his student wondered through the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:166422</id>
    <author>
      <email>artisticblond@gmail.com</email>
      <name>dreamcatcher</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="dreamcatcher"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/166422.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=166422"/>
    <title>FFVII:AC/BtVS Fic  - Advent Sunnydale (1/10)</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T18:20:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T19:44:17Z</updated>
    <category term="advent sunnydale"/>
    <category term="dreamcatcher"/>
    <category term="crossover"/>
    <content type="html">Title: "Advent Sunnydale" (1/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(a FFVII:AC/Buffy the Vampire Slayer cross-over&lt;/small&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Ensemble piece, one pairing (m/m) in later chapters&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Mid Season 3 of Buffy, ending of FFVII:AC&lt;br /&gt;Author's notes: Special thanks to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='toxictattoo' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://toxictattoo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://toxictattoo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;toxictattoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for helping me set loose the brothers in Sunnydale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: "He was dressed for a rock concert, right down to the black combat boots she'd already met up close and personal. Freakishly bright green eyes, ones that belonged in a battle-scarred lion, not this wiry kid, shone bright behind the veil of hair that covered his face. Buffy's inner fashion maven cringed. Silver hair? Sooo five years ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamcatcher.livejournal.com/73060.html?#cutid1"&gt;(Advent Sunnydale)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:166333</id>
    <author>
      <name>Eta Pravda!</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="secondarysanity"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/166333.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=166333"/>
    <title>New girl here, plus fic. :3</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T05:18:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T05:27:08Z</updated>
    <category term="cloud/sephiroth"/>
    <category term="destination three"/>
    <category term="cloud/tifa"/>
    <category term="secondarysanity"/>
    <content type="html">Hey everyone, newbie here. How y'all doin'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uh... I have a lot of nicknames. X3 I don't care what you call me. FFVII is an eleven year obsession for me. Like most of you, I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; Reno to death, but this time around (my fourth FFVII reobsession, that is) I seem to have taken an obsession to writing about Cloud. He has many personalities to play with. Unlike most, though, I have a military fetish, so I focus a lot on Cloud's days in Shinra as an infantryman. I have not played Crisis Core yet, so none of that quite applies--to me, FFVII is more of a free-for-all series anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I have like... four or five FFVII yaoi stories in the works; one is completely AU, one is I guess half AU (and is INSANE and full of ridiculously graphic smut), and the other two are just plain out there. Today I bring the only completed story in this fandom I have. It hasn't gotten a whole lot of attention at fanfiction.net, but I'm not too upset about that--that place houses mostly crap anyway, especially in that section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Destination Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; SxC, hints of CxT and CxA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; Sex, psychsex (or mindfuck, if you prefer), blood, angst, schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; "And if his words were to cease, so would my body." After the fall of Meteor, Cloud responds to Sephiroth's call in many ways. Inspired by KiKi/Beni Fujiwara doujinshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; If I owned FFVII, the world would be a happier, smuttier place. But alas, I don't, so it isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4357215/1/Destination_Three"&gt;Follow the &lt;s&gt;yellow brick road&lt;/s&gt; fake cut!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:166031</id>
    <author>
      <name>leeskypuddle</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="leeskypuddle"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/166031.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=166031"/>
    <title>Drabbles Galore</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T16:35:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T16:35:37Z</updated>
    <category term="reno/rude"/>
    <category term="leeskypuddle"/>
    <category term="reno/cloud"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;I worked for quite a while on these, trying to think of ideas and trying (often failing) to write them down nicely. I hope they're sufficient enough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Titles: None &lt;br /&gt;Author: LeeskyPuddle &lt;br /&gt;Ratings: Ratings range from PG to M/NC-17 for mentions of sex, language and mentions of suicide attempts &lt;br /&gt;Pairings: 8 x Reno/Rude, 2 x Reno/Cloud, with implications of Reno/Tseng and Zack/Cloud/Aerith &lt;br /&gt;Summaries: All very different. Some of the drabbles are almost fluffy, others downright crude.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, warnings of a horny Rude&amp;nbsp;(also Reno, but that's nothing new).&amp;nbsp;I like horny Rudes 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://leeskypuddle.livejournal.com/2008/07/30/#leeskypuddle2776"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Partners.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted as much as possible, so sorry for&amp;nbsp;devouring your friend pages!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:165837</id>
    <author>
      <email>grygon@gmail.com</email>
      <name>Colleen "Grygon" Wright</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="spurkycreations"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/165837.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=165837"/>
    <title>FIC: Reno X Cloud; NC-17; Can Barely Hide</title>
    <published>2008-07-29T05:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-29T05:53:38Z</updated>
    <category term="can barely hide"/>
    <category term="lilymoon1"/>
    <category term="grygon"/>
    <category term="reno/cloud"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;TITLE:&lt;/b&gt; Can Barely Hide, chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAIRING:&lt;/b&gt; Reno X Cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AUTHORS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='lilymoon1' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lilymoon1.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lilymoon1.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lilymoon1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Reno, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='grygon' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://grygon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://grygon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;grygon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as Cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RATING:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORD COUNT:&lt;/b&gt; 4,089&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES:&lt;/b&gt; This is a RPG between the two writers but we treated it as a fanfic.  Edited slightly for spelling and fragments but otherwise unbeta’ed.  Please enjoy and please comment.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  Reno is called out again, leaving Cloud alone and worried.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;( &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57384.html"&gt;Reno's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits and he pulled back to lick the blood from his lips. The little shit had bit him! Hard, too.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/56567.html"&gt;Intro/Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/56755.html"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57085.html"&gt;Chapter3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spurkycreations.livejournal.com/57249.html"&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:165388</id>
    <author>
      <name>sisters_of_doom</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="sisters_of_doom"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/165388.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=165388"/>
    <title>Haunted [Cloud/Reno] - Chapter 2</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T22:37:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T22:37:34Z</updated>
    <category term="cloud/reno"/>
    <category term="sisters_of_doom"/>
    <category term="bekas_rebel"/>
    <category term="haunted"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted&lt;br /&gt;FF7/KHII x-over&lt;br /&gt;Cloud/Reno&lt;br /&gt;rated M&lt;br /&gt;Contains quite an OOC!Reno, Cloud's a bit changed as well but not as&amp;nbsp;much has Reno, angst, suicide and most importantly MPREG. Don't like it, don't read. You've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;Kigi mostly writes Reno while I, Bekas, Write Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.: Every couple has their fights and they all know that if they can surpass it, good times lie ahead. For Cloud and Reno, more than good times await them... And they're not as good as they could wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AN: (Bekas) we've been a bit busy lately so I shall only post the ff.net link. Sorry guys! Be sure to pass by and leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4405020/2/Haunted"&gt;~ Chapter 2 - Search ~&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:165301</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/165301.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=165301"/>
    <title>Looking to turn this piss to wine (part 1/2)</title>
    <published>2008-07-26T11:33:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-26T11:44:06Z</updated>
    <category term="looking to turn this piss to wine"/>
    <category term="cloud/reno"/>
    <category term="azzy. cloud"/>
    <category term="reno"/>
    <content type="html">Author: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='azzy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://azzy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://azzy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;azzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betaed by: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='goodbye_sun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://goodbye-sun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://goodbye-sun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;goodbye_sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warnings: mpreg, abortion, angst, au, fetish&lt;br /&gt;pairring: Cloud/Reno&lt;br /&gt;rating: N17&lt;br /&gt;AN: You prolly don't wanna read this if you're a rabid pro-lifer, im not.. so there! I promised &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='chaotic_binky' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chaotic-binky.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chaotic-binky.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chaotic_binky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a story, but i couldn't write what she had initially asked for, so i asked her if a ff7 mpreg would do it, and luckily it would. so here you have it!, there will be a part II, which will be done for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bohemianscribe' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bohemianscribe.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bohemianscribe.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bohemianscribe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and have a different parring, and no more mpreg. *grins* - And 'no' i did not misspell the title, its a part of some lyrics. Admitted it sounds strange, but it makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://azzy.livejournal.com/357790.html"&gt;Looking to turn this piss to wine&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:164899</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/164899.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=164899"/>
    <title>Je ne t'aime plus mon amour - III</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T18:04:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T18:04:20Z</updated>
    <category term="smut"/>
    <category term="ffvii"/>
    <category term="je ne t&amp;apos;aime plus mon amour"/>
    <content type="html">Author: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='azzy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://azzy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://azzy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;azzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beta: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='goodbye_sun' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://goodbye-sun.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://goodbye-sun.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;goodbye_sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rating/warning: none, and its quite emo.&lt;br /&gt;An: Hmmm this drabble turned out a ficlet, and im currently working on the last part (part III)&lt;br /&gt;characters: Cloud &amp; Reno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v455/AZombie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=drabble.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v455/AZombie/drabble.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;je ne t'aime plus mon amour&lt;br /&gt;je ne t'aime plus tous les jours&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I never thought I would walk through this door again, I feel equally happy and ashamed. I remember walking out this door that night, I told myself that I would never return, I would never want to see you ever again, and I would run, run so far that you would never ever find me, so far I would forget you ever existed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I pick up that phone? I knew it was you calling in the middle of the night. Maybe because I couldn't sleep, or maybe because I missed your voice? ”Please come home” were your words. I should have stood my ground, but instead I found myself grabbing my still unopened bag, hurrying to my bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I knew this would happen all along, we do this over and over, it seems like it is a part of who we are. You open the door and pull me into a desperate embrace which I return. I missed you just as much as you missed me, neither of us say it out loud, but we both know it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Never do that again,” I whisper. ”Never betray me again.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nod with your head against my shoulder. ”Forgive me,” you whisper back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say something hurtful, but as you let go of me and held me out in your outstretched arms, looking intensely at me, I knew it was futile, I had forgiven you as much as I could. ”You're forgiven,” I say, but it feels like a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Are you hungry?” you ask, looking at me with a worried expression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really hungry, but I can smell that you cooked something for me, so I nod. I can tell by your smile I was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so damn pretentious Reno! You knew I'd come running didn't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drop my bag, and walk after you into the kitchen, I lean against the fridge and watch you pull plates out of the cupboard, ”Was it something I did?” I finally ask. That question had been burning inside since I realised you had sought tenderness somewhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You almost drop the cutlery, ”No,” you say, your voice is chipper but your body language gives you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Don't lie to me, not now,” I beg, my eyes still fixed on your back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You slump slightly, then sigh and nod. ”I...I...” you mumble, turning to face me. ”It just happened,” you finally say, unable to meet my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Oh, I see,” I say merciless in my tone, ”And for how long did it just happen?” I cross my arms over my chest. ”How many times, Reno?” You don't answer and still avert my eyes, ”I think I have the right to know.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sigh again, and finally raise your gaze to look at me, ”Three months, and I don't know how many times,” you finally say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”That's a long fucking 'just',” I say, my voice low and dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”I know,” you say, stepping towards me again. ”But you lost that, that spark, you didn't seem to care for anything.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blink, I lost the spark? I thought I was dead and boring. ”You stopped desiring me,” I answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”No I didn't, how could I do that?” You look confused, and hurt. You step even closer and rest your hands on my hip. ”You are beautiful, Cloud. You are more than that you are perfect, tell me how could I stop desiring perfect?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raise a questioning brow, I really want to play it cool, I want to make you squirm. Honestly then I don't even understand why I need that, you already have me, I came back didn't I? Like the times before, like a dog to its master. ”You tell me,” I reply harshly, pursing my lips sweetly, contradicting my own words. I am pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rest your head on my shoulder, sighing. And I get a slight feeling of deja vu. ”Maybe..Maybe I am not cut out for relationships,” you mumble against my shoulder pad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to object and tell you its rubbish, but I don't. Maybe you really are right, and if I can call upon you to not lie, I see no reason why I shouldn't tell the truth also. So I don't answer, I just wrap my arms around you, holding you tight. ”Want a beer?” you suddenly ask, ruining the moment completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Sure,” I say, letting you go. It pisses me off that I see my own circle, I can see what it is we do, but it hurts me to know that we will run ourselves dry someday, love can only stand that many blows, even the love we used to have for each other, the love we thought would never end. But this time is different, this time there is something dirty and gritty about it, since you don't really believe I forgave you, and I don't really believe that you love me. I am tired, tired of loving only to have it taken from me, death in battle is more lenient than death by time and indifference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hand me the beer and I smile to you, you smile back. I wonder if you think its this easy? ”Thanks,” I mutter before I take a sip of the beer. ”Reno?” I ask, seeing your smile fade, knowing what comes next is bad. ”I ask you this once, and I will never ask again,” I say with a slight whisper, ”Why did you decide to tell me about your lover?” You pale, trying to stay cool, drinking your beer, but I know you too well. ”Was it because you were caught? Or because....”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cut me off, ”I walked past Arieth's church.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Oh” I hadn't expected that at all, ”Did you go in?” I hear myself ask, not willing to admit that it has been a really long time since I was there last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shake your head slowly, ”I didn't have to,” you say with a gentle, nervous smile. ”I suddenly remembered what it was that defined us.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raise a brow, surprised. ”What? Trying to kill each other? If I remember correctly then the last time we were...” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”No you idiot” You laugh, ”I was just reminded of the why.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Why what?” I ask, already knowing the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Why I love you, Cloud Strife, Soldier first class,” you say, smiling so sweetly that I have no choice but to believe you. &lt;br /&gt;Good Reno, because I don't know the answer to that myself. I have to smile, you are so sweet as you stand there with your stupid beer and a nervous smile. I am the only one that ever made you nervous, not even Rufus Shinra can boost himself with that. You always seem to have shifty eyes and sweaty palms in my company. ”I love you too,” I whisper, knowing its the truth, no matter how pathetic it is, no matter what stupid games we play, the fact is, I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:164572</id>
    <author>
      <name>sisters_of_doom</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="sisters_of_doom"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/164572.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=164572"/>
    <title>Haunted [Cloud/Reno] - Chapter 1</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T19:42:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T19:42:43Z</updated>
    <category term="cloud/reno"/>
    <category term="sisters_of_doom"/>
    <category term="bekas_rebel"/>
    <category term="haunted"/>
    <content type="html">Hey guys, so we're new here (at least Kigi is x3 I'm &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bekas_rebel' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bekas-rebel.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bekas-rebel.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bekas_rebel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and we've came to present you our first work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haunted&lt;br /&gt;FF7/KHII x-over&lt;br /&gt;Cloud/Reno&lt;br /&gt;rated M&lt;br /&gt;Contains quite an OC!Reno, Cloud's a bit changed as well but not&amp;nbsp;much, angst, suicide and most importantly MPREG. Don't like it, don't read. You've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;Kigi mostly writes Reno while I, Bekas, Write Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.: Every couple has their fights and they all know that if they can surpass it, good times lie ahead. For Cloud and Reno, more than good times await them... And they're not as good as they could wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://sisters-of-doom.livejournal.com/1010.html#cutid1"&gt;Chapter 1 - Fight&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acyaoi:164150</id>
    <author>
      <email>seipherxpinc@yahoo.com</email>
      <name>squall_cloud_me</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="squall_cloud_me"/>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/164150.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://community.livejournal.com/acyaoi/data/atom/?itemid=164150"/>
    <title>Better Part Of Me: Eachother part 1</title>
    <published>2008-07-09T14:21:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T13:12:19Z</updated>
    <category term="better part of me"/>
    <category term="cloud/reno"/>
    <category term="squall_cloud_me"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Plot: The four chapter tale deals with the relationship between Cloud and Reno, and the power from the most unexpected of friends when the world is threatened by an unknown foe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Cloud/Reno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1: "Broken Homes"&lt;br /&gt;This story is a FFVII novella. It is entirely fictional, and has nothing to do with the actual direction Square is going with the series. The characters are property of Square Enix. With an exception of an obvious few.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it begins.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Cloud is confused after confrontation with Reno."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage had finally taken it's toll. Cloud and Reno had been arguing back and forth for days. It all started three weeks prior to this day. Reno had been acting strange as if something was nagging at his conscious. The more Cloud began to let his guard down and release himself into the grips of his lover, the more Reno seemed to distance himself. This was ironic for a man who complained that Cloud was too out of touch&amp;nbsp;with reality most of the time. A man who tried his hardest to release the trapped wings of his lover, began to erect horns the more feathers started to show.&lt;br /&gt;"That's it Cloud!" Reno shouted in a threatening tone, "I've had it up to here with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand Reno," Cloud responded with a puzzled look on his face. "I haven't a clue why you've been seperating yourself from me lately....What did I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do?! You've been toying with my heart since your stubborn ass got here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait....What?! I've been doing nothing but trying to learn how to be with someone again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really? Is that why you fantasize of Zack when we're fucking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you talking about? You don't know what's going on through my mind when we're making love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Making love? You've never loved me from the start!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was just temporary meat that you could eat over and over again until it spoiled. Then you'd just move on to soething else when you're bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?! Stop saying "What". You know exactly what I'm talking about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reno, you're not making any sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reno moved from behind the counter, where they were arguing, and made his way to the front door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you going, Reno?" Cloud asked as he ran to block the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Move Cloud." Reno commanded in a dark,&amp;nbsp;sharp voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not until you tell me what's been bothering you."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"I said move Cloud!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got dammit no Reno!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, you want to know what's bothering me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll tell you then. I'm sick and tired of sacrificing my self for some asshole who'd rather be a lone wolf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lone wolf? Sacrificing? All I want you to do is be there...to love me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tried that! Everytime I tried you only broke me! Every damn time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reno...I..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;