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Chapter 9 “The responsibility is mine,” Vincent’s voice was low. “I was in charge of them at the time, and was not prepared for the eventuality.” “Yeah, I wouldn’t have been either,” Cloud could feel a pounding headache beginning behind his temples. His teeth were sore from clenching them too much. “Other than that?” Somewhere behind them, in the field leading to the house, he could hear Irene stopping to retch. He did not miss hangovers. “I believe they behaved adequately.” Vincent’s eyes were saying something Cloud couldn’t understand, but he didn’

Chapter 8 Cloud reached for his reserves. It was usually a piece of himself he held back until the end of a fight. The very final resort. Now he needed it just to cross the last few feet to the door of Seventh Heaven. And when Tifa opened the door before he could prepare himself, he felt his stomach drop. He averted his eyes, but managed not to literally back away. “Cloud,” She said, her voice unexpectedly gentle. “Welcome home.” He risked a glance at her, and found none of the anger he’d expected. Her dark eyes were expectant and concerned, but not upset. He caught a breath, and let it out slowly. He never

A/N For Enide-Dear's Family Bliss universe contest!!! I hope you enjoy it, Enide! Pairings: ValenWind and Kadaj/Reno! Summary: Moments of strife and reconciliation in the ValenWind household. Stepping on Toes In the end, it was inevitable that they would hurt one another. There were too many memories, too much resentment, too much pent-up paranoia, and far too much pain for it to go any other way. Hurting each other was inevitable. It was all about what happened next. “Yer broodin’ again.” Cid commented, leaning into Vincent’s space at the table. “Thought we’d worked through the broodin’ phase.

Chapter 7 Overhead the motor was whirring again. His toes scraped over the ground, digging in, fighting to gain purchase—To stop the relentless slide towards the flames. His wrists were screaming points of pain, attached by cruel metal cuffs to the grinding motor’s track on the ceiling. The flames before him burned with an ugly blue gas light. With every inch of ground, the heat increased. He could almost feel his skin cracking and peeling away from flesh. He couldn’t scream. He was parched dry. His voice had died in his throat long ago. Was it days now? He’d lost track of time. The motor dragging him forward cut

Pairing:Sephiroth/Cloud A/N: For those of you who didn't catch it, a correction was made to chapter one. A kind and keen-minded reader pointed out to me that Nibelheim and Shinra are on two different continents. The story has been amended to reflect this fact. Thus the beginning of this chapter. Sorry for the confusion! Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or any of its related titles. Please support the official releases! Chapter 2 "Kid," the ferry hand said, his hands closed around the length of pipe he was holding. "You had better to some fast talkin', or you are in a world of trouble." "I know," Cloud gasped, standing in front of the truck,