KH2, # 3 (Petunia) Leon/Cloud
Title : Sephiroth's Mark
Author : Wolfchildblazer
Pairing : Leon(Squall) Leonhart/Cloud Strife
Fandom : Kingdom Hearts 2
Theme : # 4 Petunia (Resentment)
Disclaimer : I do not own KH2 including the characters I mention. I gain no procedes from this work.
Summary : His face turned white, and small streams of blood ran vertically down his palms
Sephiroth’s Mark
Squall glanced over the small pinkish flower with something like apprehension. So far every rub and soaping has not removed the mark upon his skin. He had no idea where such a mark had come from and there were definitely no tattoo parlors in Raident Garden. All he knew is one second he fell asleep from his rigorous training, skin clean of marks and when he awoke later this abrasion had been upon his hand.
At first he had thought it was a practical joke by one of the younger youths, like Sora, or the Gullwings. The thought hadn’t completely vanished as a possibility, but he was pretty sure they didn’t know advance enough magic to make a stubborn mark. Squall prayed that it was merely a stubborn mark, and not permanent, his reputation would go the drain if it was.
Then he realized as trained as he was, there was no way Sora or the Gullwings could sneak up on him. Not to mention refrain from making noise and being quick enough to inscribe the mark before he woke up. No someone with a lot more skill would have to have done this..Someone like Cloud.
Speaking of Cloud, where in the world was he? Squall sent a scattered glance around before shrugging his shoulders and leaning against a wall to wait for the blond mercenary. A few minutes later a head of spiky blond hair entered his vision and he straightened with a fierce glare.
Yet as soon as Cloud’s green-blue eyes fell on the pinkish-white flower he tensed, his fist clenching tightly. His face turned white, and small streams of blood ran vertically down his palms. "Damn it." Cloud whispered harshly before grabbing Squall’s hand and yanking it toward him. A tan finger traced the flower with blood, shaking every few seconds.
"What is it?" Squall asked quietly.
"You’ve been marked.."Cloud trailed off.
"I can see that." Squall snipped lightly.
"That’s Sephiroth’s mark, it comes in a trio, this is the first." Cloud began. "The petunia, the mark of resentment." He added, now thumbing over the mark. "Sephiroth always had a sick sense of humor, and if any intruded on what he thought was his, this was his twisted game." Cloud explained. "After he marks them with the trio, he entwines two real blossom of two specific flowers, and then..."Cloud stopped and let out a shaky breath.
"What?" Squall inquired quietly.
"He kills you." Cloud spoke and sank to his knees.
"He’s not taking me without a fight." Squall intoned coldly.
"And definitely over my dead body." Cloud added and stood up with an angry snap. His fingers dived into his cloak and pulled out a spare of Squall’s gloves slipping them over Squall’s hand. Erasing the mark from its existence for now.
Author : Wolfchildblazer
Pairing : Leon(Squall) Leonhart/Cloud Strife
Fandom : Kingdom Hearts 2
Theme : # 4 Petunia (Resentment)
Disclaimer : I do not own KH2 including the characters I mention. I gain no procedes from this work.
Summary : His face turned white, and small streams of blood ran vertically down his palms
Sephiroth’s Mark
Squall glanced over the small pinkish flower with something like apprehension. So far every rub and soaping has not removed the mark upon his skin. He had no idea where such a mark had come from and there were definitely no tattoo parlors in Raident Garden. All he knew is one second he fell asleep from his rigorous training, skin clean of marks and when he awoke later this abrasion had been upon his hand.
At first he had thought it was a practical joke by one of the younger youths, like Sora, or the Gullwings. The thought hadn’t completely vanished as a possibility, but he was pretty sure they didn’t know advance enough magic to make a stubborn mark. Squall prayed that it was merely a stubborn mark, and not permanent, his reputation would go the drain if it was.
Then he realized as trained as he was, there was no way Sora or the Gullwings could sneak up on him. Not to mention refrain from making noise and being quick enough to inscribe the mark before he woke up. No someone with a lot more skill would have to have done this..Someone like Cloud.
Speaking of Cloud, where in the world was he? Squall sent a scattered glance around before shrugging his shoulders and leaning against a wall to wait for the blond mercenary. A few minutes later a head of spiky blond hair entered his vision and he straightened with a fierce glare.
Yet as soon as Cloud’s green-blue eyes fell on the pinkish-white flower he tensed, his fist clenching tightly. His face turned white, and small streams of blood ran vertically down his palms. "Damn it." Cloud whispered harshly before grabbing Squall’s hand and yanking it toward him. A tan finger traced the flower with blood, shaking every few seconds.
"What is it?" Squall asked quietly.
"You’ve been marked.."Cloud trailed off.
"I can see that." Squall snipped lightly.
"That’s Sephiroth’s mark, it comes in a trio, this is the first." Cloud began. "The petunia, the mark of resentment." He added, now thumbing over the mark. "Sephiroth always had a sick sense of humor, and if any intruded on what he thought was his, this was his twisted game." Cloud explained. "After he marks them with the trio, he entwines two real blossom of two specific flowers, and then..."Cloud stopped and let out a shaky breath.
"What?" Squall inquired quietly.
"He kills you." Cloud spoke and sank to his knees.
"He’s not taking me without a fight." Squall intoned coldly.
"And definitely over my dead body." Cloud added and stood up with an angry snap. His fingers dived into his cloak and pulled out a spare of Squall’s gloves slipping them over Squall’s hand. Erasing the mark from its existence for now.