Clud sat at the desk writing in his diary. He was only about 3 years old, but looked to be about 18. Hearing a small sound he looked around. He was afraid Sephiroth had returned. He had no idea what would happen if Sephiroth found him keeping a diary.

He wrote carefully, trying to keep his handwriting as neat as possible. He mumbled as he wrote. "Today Sephiroth tried a new type of pain on me. He seemed to enjoy the fact that my own cigars could cause me so much pain. Perhaps I shall give up smoking, as to keep from further pain."

He sighed as he looked at the diary then continued writing. Suddenly he heard the door slam. He winced and quickly hid the diary. He heard Sephy stomping around in the next room. Putting his head on the desk, he wished Sephy were not there.

"Clud!" Sephy yelled, "Where are you?"

Clud’s heart began to race. He was afraid of what Sephy would do to him. He could smell a mixture of cologne, perfume, and alcohol even in the office. He hid beneath the desk.

"Clud!" Sephy shouted, "I know you are here!" Sephy walked into the room where Clud was.

Clud remained quiet as he hid under the desk with his knees scrunched up to his chest. The smell was overwhelming.

"Grrr," Sephy growled, "Get out from under there."

"No."

"What?" He stabbed his Masamune down through the desk. The blade pierced Clud’s left arm and went into the floor.

Clud screamed in agony. Sephy crouched down and looked at Clud with dark eyes. Clud was afraid to move for fear of damaging his arm more then it already was. Sephy grinned evilly and grabbed his arm. He yanked it free of the blade in a spur of blood, flesh, and bone. Clud screamed in sheer agony and terror, looking at his mutilated arm.

Sephy dragged him out from under the desk by that arm. He dragged him into the main room and dropped him on the floor. He then walked back to the other room and wrenched his Masamune out of the desk. He walked back to Clud who was clutching his arm in pain. He kicked Clud’s other hand away, laying him out flat. He put his foot on his chest.

Clud looked at Sephy, very afraid. He thought he was just going to end it then and there. Sephy raised the Masamune up high. He slammed it down into Clud’s abdomen. After burring it up to the hilt he growled and walked into the next room. Clud screamed, and almost blacked out from the pain. He could hear Sephy demolishing stuff in the next room.

Clud tried to work the Masamune out of his body. Sephy walked out of the next room and growled at him.

"No you don’t!" Sephy snarled.

"Please, it hurts." Clud sobbed.

Sephy walked to him and kicked at the hilt. Clud cried out and felt blood trickling between his lips. He could hear Sephy laughing through his haze of pain. Sephy crouched down next to him.

"Now," he spoke, "What were you doing in there?"

"I was just writing." Clud felt dizzy from loss of blood.

Sephy turned Clud’s face to his. "Writing? What?"

"Just writing Sephy. It gives me something to do."

Sephy looked down into his eyes. "What was it?"

"Just a diary Sephy."

Sephy grinned. "Diary huh? Where is it?"

"Taped to the underside of the desk."

Sephy bumped the handle of the Masamune as he got up, and Clud knew it was on purpose. He cried out a little and attempted to keep himself from blacking out.

"I’m bleeding to death." Clud murmured.

Sephy walked back over to him. "Are you now?" He handed the diary to him. "Read it to me." Sephy then moved the handle a little more.

"Sephy, please."

"Read it." Sephy rested his hand on the handle.

"I can’t focus my eyes Sephy."

Sephy nodded. He drew the Masamune out straight up and slammed it into the wall. He then healed Clud. Clud sat up weakly and whipped the blood from his lips. Sephy sat on the floor and watched him.

"Now," ordered Sephy, "Read the diary."

Clud sat on the floor and began to purposely smear his blood on the pages of the diary so they can not be read.

Sephy’s eyes darkened. "Read it."

"I can’t seem to Sephy, there’s blood on all the pages."

"You put the blood there."

"Oh, oops."

Sephy glared even harder then before then snatched the diary from Clud. He started a fire in the fireplace and tossed the diary in.

Sephy turned to Clud. He then picked his up by his neck and rammed him into a wall. "I am not in a good mood tonight." He hissed. He tossed Clud back to the floor.

"Sorry about that." Clud slurred.

Sephy stepped on Clud’s chest with one foot as he grabbed a long metal rod. He poked one end into the fire and watched it turn white. He grinned evilly as he brought it out and looked down at Clud who was still a bit dazed from being smashed into a wall. Sephy took his foot off of Clud’s chest and rested the glowing poker on the spot instead. Clud screamed in agony as Sephy laughed.

Sephy took the poker away and Clud could smell his own flesh burning. Sephy then picked him up again by the throat and slammed him into another wall. Clud’s head was reeling. Sephy dropped him back to the floor and shifted into a huge black and red snake. He coiled around Clud who was to stunned and hurt to protest.

Sephy swallowed him down and started to slither around. Clud was in complete and total agony. The painful acids started to eat away at him.

"Sephy?" He thought to him.

"What?" He thought back.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Cuz I’m really hurt. I keep fading in and out."

"Hmm."

The acids hit the wounds on Clud’s chest, arm, and abdomen. He cried, but his throat was too raw to scream any more. Sephy’s gut squeezed around him. More acids hit him.

"Please Sephy," he thought, "Let me out! Please, I don’t want to die!"

Sephy regurgitated him onto the floor. Clud lost conciseness. When he woke up he found Sephy waiting there for him with some food. Clud looked at him, confused. His head was still aching.

"Here," Sephy told him, "You have to eat." He handed him a bowl of noodles.

Clud tried to eat, but his hands were shacking. Sephy brushed back his hair and helped him eat.

"Why do you have to do this Sephy?" Clud asked him.

"Do what, feed you?"

"Hurt me, then act like nothing happened." He didn’t want to eat, he felt sick.

Sephy looked into his eyes. "I was drunk and angry. You have to eat." He forced him to eat.

Clud ate because he feared Sephy would hurt him if he didn’t. Sephy smiled and kisses his cheek gently.

"Felling any better?" Sephy asked him.

"A lil."

Sephy kissed him again. "Good." He nuzzled Clud’s neck.

"Sephy, you always confuse me. You hurt me, then act like you love me."

Sephy looked at him and smiled. He kissed Clud’s neck.

"Sephy," Clud said, "Please stop confusing me."

Sephy rubbed the inside of Clud’s thigh and kissed him deeply. Clud could still smell the fait odor of cologne and perfume. He pushed Sephy away.

"You were with another man," Clud remarked, "Or was it a woman tonight?"

Sephy rolled his eyes and lay down next to him. "Both."

"At the same time?" Clud felt ill.

"But that was yesterday. You’ve been out cold for a while." He rapped his arms around Clud and pulled him to his chest.

Clud looked at him with eyes full of pain.

"What’s wrong?" Sephy asked him.

"You insist on hurting me."

"You complain when I hurt you, and you complain when I try to make you feel good. Take your pick." He kissed Clud deeply.

"I want you to be nice to me all the time."

"I know."

"Not just when you feel like it."

"Why are you complaining now?"
"Geez Sephy, you almost kill me and ask why I complain."

"I’m asking why you complain now."

Clud pressed himself against Sephy. Sephy held him close. Clud could still smell the mixture and pushed Sephy away again.

"What is it?" Sephy demanded.

"You come to me smelling of another persons perfume and expect me to please you?" He folded his arms over his chest.

Sephy frowned. "You don’t want to feel good?"

Clud lay back into his pillow and closed his eyes. Sephy pulled him back to him and rubbed his chest, taking his shirt off. Clud tried to pull away again.

Sephy held him close. "No." He hissed as he kissed Clud’s cheek.

Clud squirmed unhappily.

"Clud," Sephy said, "You say you don’t like the pain, then why do you deny pleasure?"

"Because."

"Why?"
"Because Sephy, you don’t love me."

"I can’t love."

"I know. I don’t want to be here."

"You have no choice."

"Why not? I’m human, aren’t I? I don’t have to do anything I don’t want."

Sephy grinned. "You are a toy, something I whipped up in a lab."

Clud mustered his strength and pushed Sephy away again.

Sephy growled and rapped his arms around him like a vice. Clud tried to struggle but it was too tight.

"Let go." Clud demanded.

"No. I’m never letting go of you."

"I don’t want to be your slave anymore. This is the last straw Sephy."

Sephy laughed. "You have no choice. I created you. I can destroy you just as easily."

"Then do so, I challenge you Sephy. You almost did last night."

Sephy laughed. "No." He kissed him some more.

Clud tried to claw at Sephy’s face, hoping to break the man’s grip. Sephy laughed. He bit Clud’s ear.

"Sephy, stop." Clud sobbed.

"Why?"

"Why don’t you just go find someone else. Leave me alone."

"I want you. I created you."

"Why? I’m a scrawny not too good looking stupid kid."

"No you are not. You are very good looking."

"Whatever you say sir."

Sephy grinned and kissed Clud’s neck. Clud tried to knee him.

"Now now," Sephy said, "What are you trying to do?"

"Sephiroth, get your paws the fuck off of me!"

Sephy growled. He grabbed Clud’s neck and twisted him around. Sephy put Clud on his belly, laying him on the bed. He tied him down into that position. Clud felt helpless. Sephy used him brutally that night, obviously in a bad mood.

Clud sobbed heavily because of what Sephy did. Sephy growled and did not untie him. He lay on top of Clud and seemed to fall asleep. Clud turned his head to the side so he didn’t drown in his own tears.

The next day while Sephy was out drink some where Clud was looking at the wall of daggers. "Stupid bastard." He murmured. His eyes fell on Sephy’s favorite dagger. He took the dagger off its hook and slammed it into the wall. He twisted the hilt and saw the blade snap. Clud chuckled a little. Taking a whip he cut it to ribbons with a pair of scissors.

He took a small sabre and slammed it into the wall and broke the blade as well. Holding the hilt in his hands he looked at it. "If only I could break his Masamune." He murmured. "But the guy never leaves it behind." He started taking his wrath out on several small-throwing daggers.

Then Clud heard the door open behind him. He was still holding the hilt of the sabre.

"What the…" He heard Sephy say.

Clud fumbled with the hilt. He wished he hadn’t broken the blade so he would have had something to defend himself with.

"What the Fuck did you do?" Sephy yelled.

Clud heard something smash behind him. He winced as he heard wood splinter. Clud turned around slowly, holding the hilt tightly in fear. Sephy’s eyes were pure rage. Looking at them caused Cloud to back up. He could see the Masamune sticking out of the wall by the locked door.

"Uhh," Clud said, "umm, welcome home Sephy."

Sephy backed him into a wall. He wrenched the hilt from Clud’s hands and tossed it across the room. He grabbed Clud by the throat and lifted him up as far as he could. Clud gagged and saw Sephy looking up at him.

Sephy dropped him. Clud fell to his knees, gasping for air. "I’m not," Clud groaned, "Gonna beg anymore."

Sephy looked down at him. He kicked Clud’s face, making him fall to the floor. He then stepped down on his breastplate and looked down into his eyes.

"Oh really?" Sephy mocked. "You’re not going to beg are you?"

Clud glared up at him. "No. The other night was the last straw Sephiroth."

Sephy’s eyes seemed to turn even darker. He picked Clud up by his hair. He grabbed some rope and rapped it around Clud’s arms and tired them back behind his head. Sephy fastened the rope to the hook hanging from the ceiling. He left Clud hanging there and walked over to the hilt he had tossed across the room. He picked it up and walked back over to Clud. Sephy jammed the jagged hilt into his back.

Clud made a muffled sound, trying not to give Sephy the pleasure of his screams. He felt Sephy kick the hilt in his back, making him swing on the hook.

"You can," Gagged Clud, "Do better then that."

"I’m only getting warmed up." He walked off.

Clud could not see what Sephy was doing. Then he was stripped and felt a sharp object stabbed into the back of his heal.

Clud managed to hold back the cries of agony he wanted to make and said, "I’m gonna die of exposure before any of that shit makes me scream."

He felt something sharp shoved into one of the organs of his back.

"How long can I keep this up," Clud said to himself, "This hurts."

Then he felt something rip open his back, exposing his spine. Clud could not help it, he howled in pain. He heard Sephy laughing behind him. Sephy faced him, rapping the choke whip around his neck.

"Oh Sephy," Clud mocked, "I’m glad you love me so much. What would I do without you?"

He felt the whip go taught. It was slowly cutting off his air. Clud began to go into shock from his wounds.

Sephy must have released that. Suddenly the whip went slack and he was cut down. Sephy took out the glass and healed him 100%.

"You’re gonna make this last, aren’t you?" Clud asked.

Sephy looked into his eyes, then shifted into his serpent form. Clud rolled over and tried to crawl away. Sephy coiled around him.

"Eck!" Clud exclaimed.

Sephy squeezed him in his coils. His forked tongue flicked out at Clud.

"You are a snake aren’t you Sephy," Clud remarked, "A cold, black hearted, snake. I’m not your toy any more."

Sephy squeezed him again. Clud winced in pain. Sephy opened up his jaws.

"At least," Clud told him, "You didn’t try to rape me again."

Sephy swallowed him whole. Clud wondered what would be more painful, being swallowed whole, which he knew hurt a lot, to being chewed and swallowed.

"Sephy?" Clud thought. "Sephy, thanks. You know, I never thought you would let me die." He felt Sephy slithering over things that made him get bumped around. "Geez Sephy, what are you doing out there?" The acids slowly began to drip on him. "You’re not gonna let me out, are you?" The acids were very painful. Clud tried to keep his pain stifled. "This is worse then ever."

The acids were working very slowly, but they were very painful. Clud writhed in pain, but could not black out. "Sephy," he thought, "just let me die! Just let me black out and be free!" He felt Sephy stop moving. "Sephiroth, please, have a tad of mercy." The acid still continued to slowly drip onto him. "I’m glad I broke them. I would do it again and again and again if I had the chance." Despite the pain, the acid hadn’t even eaten away the top layer of his skin.

Clud tried to remember some happy stuff to get away from the pain. "I’m not going to cry," he thought, "I’m not gonna beg!" The pain was greater then Clud had ever felt before.

After a while he began to sob from the pain, his resolve wearing down. The acid ate through his hair and the top layer of his skin. He whimpered, wishing that he hadn’t done what he had done.

Long time later, no way to tell if it took hours or days, the rest of his skin was eaten off by the painful acid.

"Sephy," He thought, "Are you there? I’m gonna die, aren’t I?" There was no reply. "Sephy?" He shuttered convulsively; the pain was too much. The acid began to digest parts of Clud’s bones. "Sephy, it really hurts, I’m sure you know. I guess this is goodbye, ne?"

More time passed but the pain made him unable to guess how much. "Sephy," He thought, "My head feels fuzzy. Sephy? Your toy is breaking. You aren’t going to be able to fix it this time." He felt himself beginning to slip away, the agonizing pain slowly losing its grip. "Sephy, I hope I tasted good…"

Suddenly, the acids broke off. Clud heard something outside Sephy. He strained to hear despite his pain. He knew there was a mental conversation going on between Sephy and another but was not able to understand them. After a while Clud heard the door close. It was then that Sephy regurgitated him onto the floor. Clud lost consciousness.

When Clud woke up he found himself fully healed and laying on the bed. He looked around and said "I’m not dead. Man, that really hurt." He sat up weakly. "I was sure I was dead." He got up and found some clothing, then trued the door. "Locked…" he murmured. He went to the window and tried to open it. It was locked to and he sighed. "More pain to come."

Sephy opened the door and locked it behind him. He looked over to Clud who was backing away. Sephy waked over to the bed and left some equipment there, then walked over to Clud.

"Now, now," Sephy told him, "No need for that dear heart."

Clud was confused. Sephy brushed his cheek gently.

"Sephy?" Clud asked him.

"Yes?"

"You just tried to kill me, why am I alive?"

Sephy kissed him. "Everything will be different from now on. You’ll see."

Clud sank into Sephy’s arms, as he was weak. "I broke your swords, and knives, you should be trying to rip my neck out."

Sephy held him gently and brought them down on the bed. "Shh, no need." He licked Clud’s ear.

Clud felt uneasy as Sephy nuzzled his neck.

"Don’t worry." Sephy told him.

Clud pushed him away slightly. "You think acting nice is gonna get me to sleep with you again?"

Sephy looked at him then kissed his cheek gently.

"Sephy?" Clud asked.

"Yes?"

Clud pushed him away again. Sephy frowned and lay back on the bed.

"If I could get up," Clud told him, "I would, and get the heck out of here."

Sephy sighed. "I suppose, but then Tifa would get you."

"I’m tired of the abuse."

Sephy brushed his fingers against Clud’s cheek. Clud drew away.

"I’m not in the mood…" Clud told him.

Sephy sighed and drew the blankets up over Clud. He grabbed his equipment. Clud folded his arms across his chest.

"Some new implement of torture?" Clud asked him.

Sephy looked at him. "No."

"I doubt that…" Clud sighed.

Sephy smiled pleasantly at him. "It will not hurt, I promise. I think you should get some sleep now dear heart."

"You are frighting me. Dear Heart?"

"Why?"

"You don’t ever smile pleasantly. And I’m not tired."

"The new me."

"New you, don’t make me laugh."

Sephy started to fiddle with the equipment. "What’s wrong now?"

"You’re acting like you didn’t even try to kill me, but what can I expect from a snake like you…"

Sephy grinned. "Do you just call me that cause I form change?"

"No, because you are cold, scaly, and heartless like any snake. Well, perhaps not scaly, but cold and heartless fit."

"Is that all?"

"You’d probably screw over your own mother…"

"I don’t have a mother. She died when I was born."

"Probably took a look at the monster she bore…"

"Funny. She had no choice but to bare me."

"Humor may be the only thing I’ve got left, you stripped everything else away."

"You only had what I gave you. Any way, I’m not the only monster she bore."

"Oh great, there’s another demon like you running around this world. How terrible for whomever they have ensnared."

Sephy grinned. "Well he’s…" He started to laugh to himself, "Soon he will be in control of the world so to speak."

"Hmm, what do you mean by that?"

"As soon as his father so to speak dies, the world will be his. And no one likes that old man."

Clud wrinkled his nose and wished he didn’t feel so weak. Sephy kissed him gently.

Clud sighed. "Why are you being so nice?"

"I feel like it." Sephy smiled.

Clud squirmed away. Sephy ran his fingers through Clud’s hair. Sephy got up and grabbed the equipment. He set it down on the table.

"I have to admit," Clud told him, I like it when you are nice to me…"

"Good." He brushed Clud’s neck with his hand gently.

"How long will it last?"

"How long do you think?"

"Not very, judging from past experience…"

Sephy smiled again. "This will not be the same, I promise."

"You never keep your promises."

"What have I promised before?"

"Well, nothing to tell you the truth." Clud blushed.

"See? Soon you will not even remember all this Clud…"

"Oh? Going to make me forget so you can start from scratch and screw me all over again? How kind…"

Sephy twirled Clud’s hair. "Don’t worry." He kissed his lips gently.

Clud blinked. "Never, even in moments of niceness, have you ever been that tender…"

Sephy smiled. "Surprised?"

"Very."

"Get used to it." He kissed him again that way.

"Grrr, had I the strength I would slap you for teasing me like that."

"Teasing?" Sephy grinned.

"Yes. Any moment you’re gonna whip out a dagger and hurt me…"

"No. I’m not going to do that." He kissed him again.

"This is torment in a way."

"Why?"

"Because I know you’re lying, but, it feels so nice…" He closed his eyes. "I’m not allowed peace, remember?"

"You are allowed peace. It’s my brother who seems not to be." He nuzzled his neck gently.

"Love me Sephy. It’s what my heart begs for…" He reached up and traced a finger down Sephy’s nose."

Sephy smiled and kissed Clud gently again.

"Sephy," Clud said, "Please don’t, you’re making me…"

"Making you what dear heart?"

"Uhh…" Clud blushed.

Sephy grinned. "Heh, heh, heh." He pulled off Clud’s shirt and started kissing his scars.

Clud looked at Sephy, expecting him to be holding a dagger, but he wasn’t. Sephy stripped himself then Clud. Clud admired him as Sephy kissed his body. Clud inhaled sharply as Sephy run his tongue down it.

"Mm," Clud muttered, "Sephy, please, if you’re gonna kill me anytime, do it right after this."

Sephy continued to lick him and rub his body. He held him in his arms.

"Sephy…" Clud spoke.

"Yes?"

Clud kissed him. "You’re a strange man…"

Sephy smiled. "How so?" He kissed Clud some more.

"Nothing. Nothing at all. I’m not gonna complain or ask questions while you are like this…"

Sephy rubbed and kissed Clud’s whole body.

"What made you so amorous?" Clud asked him. "Been drinking again?" He kissed Sephy deeply to see if he had any alcohol on his breath.

"No." He tickled the inside of Clud’s mouth and rubbed against his body.

"Confuse me with pleasure, then smack some pain onto me, that’s the plan eh?"

"No, no more pain. Not from me."

"You’re teasing me again." Tickles Sephiroth.

Sephy smiled. He made Clud feel like the pain her felt the other day was just some nightmare. Clud felt passion rise in him as Sephy made him feel good. He caressed Sephy and pressed tightly into him. Sephy smiled and held him tightly.

"This isn’t fair." Clud told him.

"Why?"

Clud put his head on Sephy’s chest. "Nothing."

Sephy rolled onto his back and held Clud there. Clud scratched his nails down Sephy’s chest lightly. Sephy smiled. Clud felt sleepy.

"Tired?" Sephy asked him.

"I’m just gonna cuddle here and fall asleep, that ok?"

"Yeah."

Clud slid off him and cuddled against him, closing his eyes. "Night."

"Night."

Clud drifted into a pleasant dream.