For Ravanear. Thank you for the lovely review and the chapter in your story. :D I enjoyed it very much after writing that last chapter. XDD

WARNING: It's rated M for obvious reasons. It's a Angeal/Zack story. Mentions of rape and violence. And again, it's male on male and more male on male.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal, Kunsel, or Zack. They belong to SquareEnix. If they were mine, I'd lock them both in my closet. XDD However, Rei, Malcolm and Elijah are mine. And well... the bad guys that are OOCs. XD XDD


"Here I go this is my confessional . A lost cause nobody can save my soul. I am so delusional. With every move I die."

"Are you okay? You haven't been acting like yourself at all lately."
Zack frowned. "Whatcha mean?"
Kunsel took his off his helmet and gave him a look. "Dude, you're like, all sad one minute and happy the next."
"Well, the sad is happening more and more now."
Zack sighed. He hadn't told anyone anything for months now. He had all but blocked it from his memory. Genesis and Sephiroth were too busy to bother him with questions, which was good.
Aerith was still pretty shook up but she had another girl helping her through it. Which was good but upsetting at the same time.

"Zackkkk. Yo?"
"Ah," He thought for a moment. "Stressed."
"Well with the way Angeal's pushing you lately I don't blame you." Zack nodded. Angeal had been growing quite aggressive during training sessions. Normally it was nice and fun to train with his mentor but now there wasn't any fun at all. At times it left the boy, tired and drained. Angeal still continued to train him, telling him he was slacking.
"What is his problem?"
Zack sighed and shook his head. "Wish I knew." Angeal had spent most of his nights, locked in his room. He'd come out for dinner, eat then go back only after checking if Zack had done his homework.

It was all driving Zack mad.

"Well, maybe you should like... talk to him or something?"
Zack shrugged. He hadn't thought about it much. "I guess."
Kunsel gave him a light punch to the arm. "Oh, don't get all mopey on me now."
The ravenette smiled and chuckled. "Right, sorry."


Zack decided to take Kunsel's words to heart as he walked to their shared apartment. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open.
"Zackary is it?"
The door shut behind him as the room grew quiet.

The boy froze to see a tall, thin male with long white hair. His piecing red eyes seemed to linger on the boy's form causing Zack to shiver. This man... looked familiar. Something about his aura, his mind screamed for him to run away.
Who was this guy? More importantly...
"Why... why are you here?" Zack choked out.

The man chuckled. "Ah, how rude of me. My name is Dante, a pleasure I'm sure." He walked closer and Zack backed away, his hand on the door handle. Dante, the mystery man, took a hold of his chin and lefted it up to look him in the eyes. "Hmm, haven't changed a bit have you?"
"W-what are you talking about?" He tried to shake free of his grasp but Dante was quicker. Circling one arm around his waist, bending his arms backwards. "Let. Go."
Dante chuckled. "Afraid I can't do that." Zack noticed the look in his eyes, and he struggled more, hoping he'd let go so he could properly kick this guy's ass. "Kori-anna, if you please."
A woman appeared behind him, which confused Zack to no end. When did she get here? In her hand, she held a needle filled with some kind of greenish liquid.
The woman, Kori-anna, moved to Zack's side and had Dante tilt his head. She poked the needle in slowly, and leaned over to the shell of his ear. "This will only hurt a little... but this is nothing compared to what going to happen next..."

Zack's eyes widen and he panicked, thoughts racing through his mind.
"Hurry it up. That fucker will be here any minute." Dante snapped at Kori-anna as she slowly withdrew the needle.
"Shut up. If I give him too much, he'll die. You want him alive, don't you?"

The room around him started to blur, his mind went blank. Why was this happening? What did he do to deserve this?

Where was Angeal?

"An...Angeal..." He mumbled. His body went limp against Dante's chest. The last thing he saw before fading out was the door opening, a burly figure screaming at his captures.

This chapter is... VERY short. But I needed to get something out. So... here you are! The next will be LONGER I promise. :D