Sephiroth: There was something about this girl cadet. Cadet Ito. She was… interesting. Maybe a little over five-feet tall, she had red hair the same shade as a particularly annoying Turk that she kept short and choppy in a rather flattering cut. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with intelligence and a surprising amount of honesty. She was slender, but with generous hips and more breast than most could survive boot camp with. I wanted to know more about her, aside from actually needing to see who her CO was, so I looked up her file on the computer. SOLDIER Second Class Miki Ito's photograph didn't do her justice. She looked almost… demure, with none of the fire, vigor, or attitude I'd seen in her mere moment earlier. I sighed and typed a curt order to her CO that she would have light duty for the next seven days. It had been an impulsive decision, but I never went back on my word and it really wouldn't do any harm. There was something about her that drew me, something that made me ache to feel her milk-white skin, to caress her cheek, to feel the fullness of her breast in my hands, to find the sensitive places and work them until she ached for me as much as I ached for her. I wanted her, wanted her so much that it was crazy and ridiculous. Never before had I been presented with such a temptation that had made me forget myself. Never before had I wanted someone this much from the first meeting, and never before had I wanted someone so off limits. I was almost frightened of what I might do the next time I saw her, but I knew I had to see her again. I closed my eyes and decided to page Zackary. The puppy would know what to do about it, even though I loathed asking for advice.
Zack: It was strange to be called to Sephiroth's office. Most of the time, the broody silver-haired man couldn't stand being around me, but out of the blue, he paged me. I sighed and knocked on his door. "Come in," he bade from behind his desk. I slipped inside and closed the door. "What can I do for you, si-Sephiroth?" He smiled –more than the usual disdainful twisting of his lips– and it took me by surprise. "This is a personal request, Zackary." I nodded, curious as to what he wanted me to do for him that had nothing to do with work. That smile became a nervous half-frown easily. "…Zackary," he started. Uh-oh. This sounds like confession time. "I've little to no experience with wooing the fairer sex," he pronounced. I would have swore I saw a blush staining his cheeks. I blinked. This was his problem? "Who?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. "Miki Ito," he returned, none too ashamed of liking the woman all of the First Class SOLDIERs had been bluntly informed was not to be touched. A smile pulled at my lips. Miki was sweet, a little damaged, but she had a genuine need to help people. She was strong and smart, but she lacked confidence. If they got together, I had a feeling they could be very good for each other. "What prompted this?" "I had her in instruction today. She was talking to another cadet." He shook his head. "I called her on it and detained her at the end of the day." Miki had been detained? "What was she talking about?" "She claimed it was my hair, but I'm pretty sure she was lying to protect the other cadet." He shrugged. "I admire her courage in taking the punishment for her friend, though. I gave her seven days on light duty," he admitted, and his ears turned pink. I grinned. "That's a start, Seph. What do you want?" I knew that he could be using Miki to get revenge, and I would not be party to that. He didn't even think about it. "Her." I smiled. Not 'sex'. Not 'revenge'. 'Her'. I wasn't even sure Sephiroth realized what he'd just told me. "So if you pass her in the hall, smile at her. Pause and talk to her. Find out about her, what she likes, what she doesn't like. The best basis is to become her friend. And later, if you both find you want the same thing, then you should try to make it more." He nodded. "Become her friend." "That's the best way, Seph." A slight smile pulled at his lips. "Thank you, Zackary." I smiled. "No problem, Seph. That's what friends are for." I slipped quietly out of his office.
Sephiroth: I pondered Zackary's advice. He was a smart kid, more out-going than I'd ever been or would ever be. His popularity among women was astounding and the number that had been in his bed, in his arms, was obscene. Yet, his advice was strange coming from the king of one-night stands. Maybe he'd understood what I meant when I'd said I wanted 'her'. I didn't want her for one night, a simple roll in the hay. There were women lined up around the block willing for that. No, Miki was not to be just a one-night stand. She made me ache, but not just for sex. I also wanted her companionship, her affections, her friendship.