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I've been working like mad on that long FFVII of mine, and lately I've added about five long chapters. I expect I'm about 3/4 of the way done. At least, I think so. The longer it gets, the more I seem to have to write.

Anyway.



"I want you to do that." Elena shifted her weight to turn to Reeve, and the bedsprings creaked. She didn't want to start with the evacuation," Reeve went on. "You threw me into the Inn.
(Violent ReeveXElena!)

Cloud, and put his hand on Reeve's face. Reeve was muttering at intervals as he battled her in half. The stars swam in her abscence. *Well, you're doing a good look at Sephiroth.
(And really, who wouldn't?)

Tseng had recognized the soldier's move from his belt. It was Reno who finally spoke up. "Whatever you say, sweetness," he said.
(Reno...he's such the uke. Only not.)

He waited for the groin. That failing, he straightened the fingers of his lips.
(Aren't we *all* waiting for the groin?)

Sephiroth looked away from her chest and tried not to be hurrying, he knocked on the other one stood up, swayed, and fell onto the floor.
(Sephiroth, after hours.)

Sephiroth didn't have anything to help him up. Cid was smiling and shaking his head. The Bitch had been interested, this might have in the kid's attitude.
(That bitch!)

Tifa, please, just listen to bullshit about vengeance and violence.
(Please, just this once!)

Sometimes he fell asleep on her head, which could account for the street, where there might be in trouble.
(Or at least mild discomfort.)

He showed no hesitation about slashing with it, then they don't go that way.
(I want to say something about fangirls here, but I'm not sure what....)

Cloud took a good woman; a good day, might have to know exactly what he thought she was saying.
(Don't be shy or anything, Cloud! Sheesh.)

Tseng continued staring at the line it had been using him hard.
(...Tseng/...line?)

The sun was about to continue, when his PHS rang.
(Then the sun stopped right where it was.)

Even Barret treated her with a tremendous blast of Mako.
(How nice of him!)

Tifa shifted uncomfortably on the sofa next to Sephiroth.
("Don't stab me again, please.")

"Because I...I can help you. I hate you. I hate you. I can help you. I hate you."
(Issues much?)

Cloud was suddenly conspicuous in her sleep, and sometimes he wondered if anyone else could wait. "Reeve," he said, uncomfortable now that she'd put his hand on Reno's chest while the other Turks. Cloud resisted the urge to look at him, either.
(Sounds awkward.)

"I'll be right back," she said. "I'm sorry for the groin."
(Not as sorry as he is.)

And Tseng was tied to the fire ladder.
(The end.)