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[Ahaha belated post is belated.]

Nice to see the sun again. Man, I thought I missed the mako before, but not being able to see a thing in the dark sucked. Good thing Seph could see or we'd have bumped into each other all week.

Hey Spike, how're you and the kids holding up? Do they miss me yet? ^_~ If you need me over there as a buffer or just some company, let me know. I'll probably come around to visit soon anyway. It's cool to hang out with Seph and all but he's not exactly good for conversation.

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How's the Geostigma? Were you able to find some help for it?

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So from what I've heard, people are branching out a bit and planning some fun events. I think that's awesome! May as well kick back and tell the Malnosso to stuff it now and then. Anything less would be like cooperating, right?

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Hey, I can't control him. Tell him yourself.

Fine, fine, >_>; Stingy bastard.

...Zack, are you doing all right? I know how you get...

Eh, what are you talking about? I'm alright, Spike. You're the one who's got me worried.

...I dunno. You never talk about your problems, but you're not the type to hole yourself up, so...

I guess I don't know so much after all. Sorry.

Spike...

...Listen... we'll talk one-on-one later, alright? I'll stay the night or something and when the kids are in bed I'll tell you whatever you wanna know. Okay?

Just don't doubt yourself. You know I can't stand that.

...I know it's different from before. We knew each other during Shinra, and then everything in Nibelheim and with Hojo...but I was hardly conscious for that and I've forgotten a lot of it. ...sometimes I wondered if I made it up. Us being friends.

I might doubt myself Zack, but I've never doubted you. And you told me we were friends, so...I believe that.

Please don't ever doubt that, Cloud. I don't want to make a big fuss over it, but to be honest, it's one of the only things I have left.

You're my best friend. I don't ever want to lose you.

If they take your memory when they bring you back, I...

...if they do, you know what to do, right? Just befriend me again. Hopefully it's not that hard.

Only as hard as you make it.

...I wouldn't give up, though.

...as long as we're being honest.

I'm tired and my arm's killing me, and it would be nice if you'd come over right now. As in right this second.

I'll be there in five minutes.

Just walk right in as per usual.

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[And Cloud tosses his pencil and journal aside to lean back on the couch with a sigh, going back to massaging his arm.]

[Zack does just that, barging in like he owns the place, though somewhat quietly since he can't recall what bedtime is in House 50.]

Hey, Spike. You look pretty beat.

[Good; kids are asleep, which is a feat concerning Denzel. The little punk usually gallops around the house until he collapses, and Cloud doesn't have the ~~spine~~ heart to tell him he can't.

Cloud lifts a hand in greeting.]

Hey.

[Zack flops down beside Cloud, smiling faintly.]

Anything I can do for ya?

[Cloud has a hand over his eyes, and he gives wry laugh.]

Shoot me?

[Perhaps that was a joke in poor taste.]

Sorry. Just...talk or something. How are you, really? All I ever get out of you is an "alright."

[Zack snorts. He knows better than to be offended, but it wasn't exactly the nicest thing to say to someone who'd been shot to death.]

I'd sooner shoot myself, Spike. But it's fine. And I usually say I'm alright because I am - nothing's really been happening. I've kept myself busy training, but besides that...

[He shrugs.]

[Yeah, bad joke. Of course Cloud will probably ~~angst~~ muse about it later, but later is not now, and right now he has a comment to make.]

I meant what I said. About it not being like you to hole yourself up. I'd have expected you to make a thousand friends by now.

Well it's not like I've been antisocial. I've talked to plenty of people. Things have just been kind of quiet lately. Relax, alright?

...

[Cloud's looking at Zack before he slouches back on the couch, flinging his right arm across his eyes.]

...I miss them too.

[And that was the root of the problem right there. Zack winces, scuffing a hand through his hair.]

....I know, Spike. I know. But we should be happy they're safe and away from this place, shouldn't we?

["If they are," was on the tip of his tongue before Cloud bit the words back with a nearly audible click and struggled to find something else to fill the silence with.]

...yeah. They're probably both fine...wherever and whenever they went.

[Zack shakes his head, resisting the urge to sigh. Typical Cloud.]

I bet they went home. Tifa's probably waiting for you to come home and marry her properly.

[He didn't bother mentioning his own fate once he left Luceti.]

Probably. I hope she's not too worried.

[Cloud fiddles with the sleeve-thing on his arm.]

...Although...I don't want to be sent back that way. I want to stay here until we find our own way back.

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