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Cloud x Bartz Chapter 26 Preview

Bartz was dreaming. He had to be. If that was the case, the dawn warrior didn’t want to wake from it. He wanted to relish in Cloud’s warm and muscular build against him, strong arms wrapped around his waist as his scent wafted up to his nose as they synchronized to the music box. Moreover, he couldn’t believe that the usually stoic soldier kissed him. It wasn’t what he expected from Cloud, but it left him breathless. Bartz felt like he was floating on Cloud Nine, pun intended.

He didn’t know how long they danced — nor did he care — but Bartz didn’t want this moment to end. It was hard to describe how happy he felt moving in sync with Cloud, even though the swordsman was adamant that he didn’t dance. It was a shame. Cloud turned out to be an excellent dancer, to Bartz’s surprise. But the fact that Cloud asked him to dance to comfort him warmed his cheeks, and his heart swelled with joy. The corners of his lips tugged up as the pair swayed in a circle to the familiar melody.

The music slowed until it finally stopped seconds later, the chirping of crickets and whispers of the wind remaining. Even after the music receded, the two warriors still held each other. Cloud was the first to pull away and looked into Bartz’s eyes as he asked, “Feel better?”

Oh, those eyes. Bartz felt himself getting lost in those gorgeous, glowing irises that it suffocated him. He shivered, his nerves firing at once as the swordsman ran his hands along his arms to provide comfort. If only Cloud knew how much of an effect this had on Bartz. The wanderer needed to ground himself and keep his feelings in check so he wouldn’t be a mess of emotions in front of the other man.

After he calmed himself enough, he gave Cloud a soft smile. “Yeah, much better. Thank you, Cloud.” He received a nod from the swordsman before he glanced back to his parents’ grave and then to his companion. “So…how much did you hear?”

“…I heard everything,” Cloud said straightforwardly.

Bartz bit the corner of his lip nervously. “I guess the cat’s outta the bag now, huh? Cloud, I…” Bartz hesitated. Even though the swordsman was now aware of his feelings, he still struggled to let the words come out. His cheeks and ears heated up as he thought of ways to let his feelings be known, how deep they ran. “I…really like you…as more than a friend. I fancy you, I… uh —”

His words were cut off as Cloud leaned in and kissed him again, this one with a little more force than the first one, momentarily catching Bartz off guard. His heart just about left his chest, but he welcomed it. Bartz wrapped his arms around Cloud’s neck and pulled him closer, kissing the soldier with just as much enthusiasm. Cloud placed both hands on his hips and brought Bartz closer to him. The swordsman nibbled on his lower lip, followed by a lick across as his tongue asked for entrance. Bartz gasped as he parted his lips, and Cloud plunged his tongue into the caverns of his mouth, exploring every corner. Another surprising gasp left him when he moaned as Cloud sucked on his tongue. He didn’t know he could create such a lustful sound from a kiss.

Bartz trembled as Cloud broke the kiss and pressed their foreheads together as they regained their breaths, staring into each other eyes. “Cloud…”

“Bartz…” Cloud said, brushing brunette bangs away from the wanderer’s face. “I…I do too.”

Note: This chapter contains mature content. If that's not your cup of tea, I suggest only reading the first part and very last part of the chapter.

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I remember reading this story a long time ago. Still gets to me though 😢

Writing Prompt: BARTZ DIES

[ooc; Before anything, I would just like to inform that this is a Dissidia verse drabble that has Cloud’s RP canon story laced with it. I hope that doesn’t cause any confusion.]

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Cloud x Bartz Chapter 22

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The rhythmic melody of ocean waves and the long calls of seagulls reached his ears, stirring him to wake from the realm of dreams. Bartz always found comfort with these sounds whenever he was on his travels. He breathed in the crisp ocean air as his other senses began to come back to him. That's when he realized his whole body ached, his muscles feeling lethargic to move even a little bit. His body felt soaked, with the wet and grainy sand beneath him and the freezing waters lapped at his legs. His eyes fluttered open, tourmaline irises coming into focus and adjusted to the environment. He was met with a beach, rock walls, and tropical jungles. The sun hung high in the sky and cast its rays on him.

What happened? How did he end up here? A chilly sea breeze snatched him away from his thoughts and caused him to shiver. Yet, despite the biting winds from the sea, Bartz felt something warm pressed against his back. At that moment, he noticed an arm snaked protectively around his waist. His eyes trailed up the arm and followed it to the familiar swordsman lying next to him. A gasp escaped his lips, cheeks flushed, and his heart pounded against his chest at Cloud's visage. Memories from their last battle came flooding back to him, and he began to put the pieces together that led to this moment.

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Clartz Chapter 17

Hello hello! It’s been some time since I’ve posted on here, but I'll be picking those up again as I update my story. Here’s a preview of the latest chapter and a link to the full chapter will be found below. Thanks, and have a good one! Enjoy!  Preview:  Nothing. There was nothing around Cloud, just an empty space. He searched around for anything remotely familiar, listened to anything to lead the way, something to keep him grounded. The swordsman turned in place and spotted something in the distance. He made his way to the huddled figure sitting on the floor, its back turned to Cloud. As he approached, Cloud recognized the being as himself, blanketed with something dark. “Hey,” Cloud greeted, his voice coming out like an echo. 

The Cloud clone glanced up at him with those familiar serpent-like eyes. However, he noticed a slight purple hue in combination with his usual mako pools. The darkness engulfing his doppelganger uncovered him, and a black, singular, demon-like wing opened and stretched. Cloud backed up, surprised and confused as his replica ascended from the floor and floated up in the air, staring down at him with emotionless eyes as a powerful purple and gold aura surrounded him. A fusion sword materialized in the being’s right hand, emitting a similar atmosphere as the double. With a roar, it charged at him. Read the full chapter here:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/23276377/chapters/66757750

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Just a couple of cuties sleeping 😴

"Did you sleep well?"

"Next to you, who wouldn't?"

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY~!!!

Just a little something I did for my wife. Drawing our OTP wouldn’t hurt 8U

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Clartz Chapter 12

Preview:  The smirk on Cloud’s expression lingered for a few seconds, then changed to his usual stoic look. “It looks like your wounds have healed completely.” “Yep, thanks to you guys, I’m good as new!” Bartz said with his trademark grin. He felt great, energized, and excited. The wind warrior couldn’t contain his excitement, so much so Bartz pounced on Cloud and wrapped his arms around the other’s neck and shoulders. He didn’t know why he tackled Cloud; he just had this sudden desire to do it. Bartz had done it with his friends back home and also with Zidane and Squall, with the latter threatening to blast him off with his gunblade. But with Cloud, that urge felt more robust, and Bartz couldn’t pinpoint why. Bartz’s antics caught the swordsman off guard, who shot him a confused look. “What was that for?” The wind warrior chuckled nervously, pulling himself away from Cloud and scratched the back of his head. “Heh, sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Guess I’m just excited and got a little carried away.” Cloud cocked an eyebrow. “Excited about what?” “It’s a new day for an adventure, obviously! Who knows where the winds will take us now? And we also have new friends to travel with too!” Read the full chapter:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/23276377/chapters/60019354 Chapter 12 be like...

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Clartz Chapter 9

Rage. That was all Cloud felt. Any form of logic and strategy was thrown out the window, and Cloud’s senses were cranked beyond his limit, reaching new heights. He no longer felt any pain Zenos inflicted on him. None of that mattered. The soldier felt a new rush of energy spark in him, something ballistic. There was this hidden hunger he craved for, yearning for blood, and all he wanted was to have blood on his blades. Whoever got in his way was going to suffer dearly.  

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Clartz Chapter 6 Preview

*This chapter of The Wolf Howls for the Wind will be posted on AO3 on Sunday, April 26*

Bartz stood in the middle of an empty field, the gentle breeze blowing through the sea of wildflowers surrounding him. He closed his eyes to bask in the feel of the wind against his skin, cooling him down from a warm, sunny day. 

Upon opening his tourmaline eyes, he spotted a figure standing several feet before him, their back turned to him. Based on the simple black outfit and the spikey Chocobo-colored locks, he knew it was Cloud. Bartz smiled brightly and called out to the other warrior, walking up to his friend. The other did not respond, not so much as a twitch from Cloud. 

Bartz’s smile fell and frowned. Something was amiss with his companion. Slowly, he walked up beside Cloud. He placed a hand on his bare shoulder and leaned forward to take a look at Cloud. The other wore his usual stoic expression, but when he looked into his aquamarine eyes, the air from his lungs left him. They were glowing brighter than usual, and the hints of aqua in his eyes were more prominent than usual. Those eyes did not exhibit the friendly gaze he would usually receive from the swordsman; it was anything but that. There was something ominous with them, the pupils of his eyes an oblong shape with pointed ends, similar to a snake’s. 

The swordsman suddenly wrapped a hand around Bartz’s throat, cutting off air circulation. He clawed at it for the other man to release him, but to no avail. Cloud lifted him with ease, squeezing tighter around his throat. Bartz tried to call his name, but nothing but a squeak managed to come from him. Cloud, why are you doing this? No, this wasn’t the Cloud he knew. This person was someone completely different. Bartz’s eyes burned with tears, his lungs in desperate need of air. The last thing he saw as he faded from this realm was the glowing snake-like eyes burning into his soul.

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Aww I love it. 🥰

THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG

I DON’T CARE

HERE HAVE A CLOUDxBARTZ GIF

GRAH

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Clartz Chapter 11

Chapter Preview:  Cloud caught Bartz’s gaze. Tourmaline grays flashed with surprise and relief. The wanderer grinned wider – if that was possible – his expression beaming. Cloud’s heart skipped a beat as he stopped in his tracks, his sight fixed on his friend as relief and content washed over him. Seeing his smiling face put his fears at ease and instead replaced with comfort in knowing Bartz was safe and sound. 

“Cloud! You’re back! And Kain too!” Bartz said with a wave, animated as always. “I’m glad you both made it back safe.”  

The vanguard soldier felt a sense of delight upon hearing this from Bartz and smirked coolly at the wind chaser with exuberant confidence. “Of course, without a doubt. I’m glad to see you’re doing better.”  

Bartz laughed. “Yeah, I’m feelin’ great, thanks! Come join us, you two.” He waved both Cloud and Kain over and patted an open spot beside him on the couch. Read the full chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23276377/chapters/59039437

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The Wolf Howls for the Wind: Chapter 1

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The last thing Cloud remembered was walking to his prized motorcycle, Fenrir. He was finally heading home after grudgingly meeting with President Rufus and the Turks in Junon. During that time, Shinra was going through a monster problem in the town, and they needed his swordsmanship to help them. He refused at first, but after seeing Priscilla and the townsfolk who helped him on his first journey, there was no way he could say no. He wasn't going to leave them defenseless against those beasts. He made it clear to Rufus that he only helped on behalf of the townspeople, not for the Shinra Corporation.

The drive home to Edge was going to be a long one, and Cloud would have to pass by Kalm to pick up additional supplies. He was able to stock up his travel bag with canned and non-perishable foods to hold him over until he got home. Just as he reached his bike, a bright, white light engulfed him. He flinched by the sudden brightness, quickly shutting his eyes and shielded them with a gloved hand. Several seconds passed, spots flashing behind his eyelids until the intense light dimmed and eventually dissipated.

Slowly opening his eyes, Cloud found himself in a desert valley, the sights of people, buildings, and his trusted motorcycle disappeared before him. Mako eyes searched the area through blonde bangs for anything that looked remotely familiar. He did find one recognizable place, but it was the last place he expected to see. Was this an illusion? Did his mind play tricks on him?

Behind him stood a tall, slim ivory tower that widened towards the top. Two large mechanical rings surrounded the middle section of the tower in a crisscrossed manner, and specks of light glittered from the top.

"Why am I back here?" Cloud asked aloud to no one in particular, confused. He remembered being summoned to this place a few years back, and a tsunami of memories flooded back to him. He recalled all the battles he had gone through, skirmishes he felt there was no point engaging in. There seemed to be no end in sight until he and his companions were able to break the cycle and returned home.

Cloud wondered if he would reunite with the companions he met during his time here, like the righteous weapons master, or the flirtatious thief with a tail. The sound of footsteps resounded from a distance, gradually growing louder. Turning his attention to the source, he saw a young man and woman walking in his direction.

The athletic man had disheveled blonde hair with spikey layers, wearing an open yellow shirt with a white hood hanging in the back. He wore black pants, his left pant leg shorter than the other, which revealed the tight red shorts beneath. A black overall-type top went over his clothing, secured with a belt in the middle. He had a wide grin as he spoke with his female companion.

The petite woman had her blonde curls in a high ponytail and wore a red floral dress with matching elbow fingerless gloves and red boots. A sash of purple, pink, and white wrapped around her waist, a dagger attached to her right hip, and white-flowered tights covered her legs. Her cape, which matched with her sash, swayed from side to side as she walked next to the young man, laughing at what he mentioned.

The man shifted his attention to Cloud, and his grin grew. "Hey, is that Cloud?" the man questioned excitedly and jogged towards him, the woman following close behind.

Cloud studied the pair after his initial surprise dissolved, the haze that fogged his memories becoming clear. He knitted his eyebrows together in thought as he searched in his mind information about these two individuals. "Tidus…Terra…" Cloud said slowly, their names returning to him.          

"It is! Cloud, it is so good to see you!" said Terra with a pleased expression and pressed her hands together in front of her.

Yes, now he remembered them. He fought alongside these two the first time around. At that moment, he recalled all he learned about them. "It's good to see the both of you, too," Cloud replied with a nod. "It's been a long time."

Terra chuckled. "It has been, hasn't it? It looks like you are doing well."

"I know! You look different, and look at all those blades you're sporting there, bud!" said Tidus, excited as he pointed to the different shaped blades sheathed in the harness Cloud wore. His expression was similar to a child receiving a gift or going to an amusement park. "Looks like Firion will have some competition now for the most weapons carried."

Typical Tidus. Even though he just arrived in this world with a foggy memory, Cloud now recalled the different personalities he encountered here. Tidus was one of the warriors with a cheerful and somewhat childish personality. Hence it didn't come as a surprise to him how excited he'd get over little things. "I see you're still the same, Tidus," Cloud said, shaking his head and smirked. He turned his gaze from his companions to the ivory tower that stood before their paths. "So, I take it you're heading there?"

"We sure are. Mind if we tag along?"

Cloud shrugged, "Do I have a choice?"

Tidus laughed and wrapped an arm around Cloud's shoulders, unconsciously causing the swordsman to tense up. The younger man failed to pick up Cloud's unease with physical contact. It was nothing against Tidus, but Cloud wasn't the touchy type and often kept the physical touches to a minimum. "You've changed Cloud, and not just in appearances. You never cease to surprise me." Cloud shrugged Tidus off, feeling anxious from the contact. When it came to something like this, Cloud could probably count on one hand just how many people he was that comfortable with. Good thing the other two didn't seem to notice.

Terra giggled, a hand covering her mouth. "I'm sure we will have plenty of time to catch up. I want to hear what you've both been up to. But first, let's head to the tower and see what's going on." Cloud and Tidus nodded. The three warriors moved forward and made their way to the lone structure ahead.

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Cloud, Tidus, and Terra reached the base of the stairs that led to the meeting room. There were others Cloud recognized from the last time and some who were new. It felt surreal to him, to find himself back here with the warriors he fought alongside with before. Well, most of them anyway. He noticed one person was missing from the original group, a wind warrior who wandered and went wherever the wind took him. Cloud briefly wondered if the other would make an appearance to this meeting.

They all walked up the steps and entered the meeting room, where they were met with a large, spacious blue room. Enormous open windows looked out towards the barren valley and blue skies, and in the center of the room stood a gigantic azure pillar with a rotating crystal and lights swirling within. Two large mechanical rings surrounded the post, and an arch stood below them.

Standing within the arch was a woman, with long blonde hair that gradient into a red color at the ends. She wore a long white cage dress with tints of sky blue and green towards the bottom of her skirt. Attached to the back of her dress were five gold and blue swords that gave the appearance of wings. She carried her staff, the top of it consisting of mechanical rings and a center that spun at the top. The woman's gold eyes observed the room as Cloud and his companions filed in. "Thank you all for coming here; it could not have been easy. I am pleased, however, that you answered my call. I am Materia."

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Once the meeting adjourned, some of the warriors left the tower while some lingered behind to interact. Again, the warriors were all summoned to fight in a war between gods. Cloud didn't like the idea of fighting for the gods, and it seemed like it was the same for his allies. Would he be bound to endless battles, repeatedly fighting for the gods' sakes like last time? The thought of it agitated Cloud, even more so than his meeting with Rufus and the Turks earlier.

"Hey, Cloud." His focus shifted to a shorter male with layered blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, who wore a white sleeveless shirt with a jabot collar and a teal vest. His signature golden tail swayed from side to side as he walked up to him.

"Zidane," he said, turning his full attention to him.

"Heya, I was wondering if you've seen Bartz?"

That's right. Cloud wondered if the other warrior was going to attend the meeting since everyone from before was there, but he wasn't able to spot the familiar wanderer. He wondered if the wind warrior was even summoned by the gods at all. He shook his head. "I haven't seen him. I thought maybe he might've been with you causing trouble."

Zidane rubbed his nose and chuckled. "You make it seem like we're such deviants."

Cloud cocked an eyebrow, giving him a challenging but slightly amused look. "Well, aren't you?"

Zidane placed a hand over his chest, acting as if he was hurt. "Oh, you're too much Cloud. My heart can only take so much."

"Heh. You never change Zidane. Dramatic as always."

The genome laughed. "What can I say? I like to put on a show," he said with a bow and smug expression. Once he calmed down, Zidane's playful expression shifted to a concerned one. "So, about Bartz, do you think he's even here at all? Everyone we know is here, and I see a few new faces too. Maybe he wandered off somewhere?"

"It's hard to say. Maybe we'll run into him soon."

"Probably. I hope Bartz is not getting himself in too much trouble. Anyway, I'll see you around, Cloud!  I'm gonna hang out with the ladies," he said with a wink and ran off, catching up with Terra and two other warriors, Squall and Lightning, as they headed towards the exit. Cloud rolled his eyes. Zidane was always a ladies man.

As the other warriors filed out, Cloud also decided to be on his way as well but was stopped when the sound of doors opening reached his ears. The blonde swordsman turned and saw Materia stand at the top of the stairs, her piercing gold eyes cast on him.

"What is it?" Cloud asked, trying not to sound irritated. He was not in the mood to play the gods' game. Cloud wanted to go back to his world, to the friends and family who waited for his return.

"I've been hearing whispers about a warrior who has wandered astray. I can feel his spirit not far from here."

Cloud raised an eyebrow. Could it be someone he knew? Was it Bartz, the warrior he and Zidane were just discussing? Was he okay, did something happen with him? "What do you want me to do?"

"Seek him out, then return with him. While you are on your journey, seek out Spiritus' forces."

The swordsman pondered on Materia's request. The thought of servicing the goddess ground on his nerves. But after what he and the other warriors have gone through, Cloud considered them all his friends even though he may not show it. If he were to be stuck in this realm again, then he'd best do what needed to be done, even if he didn't agree with it. But if this lost warrior was indeed Bartz, then he wanted to make sure he was safe, and the same went with his other comrades. He wasn't going to do it for Materia. With a look of determination, Cloud asked, "Where is he?"

"I can sense his energy past the ruins to the south. The portal nearby will lead you to him."

Without another word, Cloud turned away from the goddess, left the tower, and began his journey.

As he left Materia's domain, Cloud passed by the other warriors from the meeting but didn't stick around long enough to mingle with them. He acknowledged them with a nod and kept walking in the direction Materia guided him to. He approached the ruins, where he saw a few more of his associates. He continued to walk briskly, set on completing his task.

"Oh. Hey, Cloud." He turned to the source of the caller and saw his ally Vaan, a young man with an open crop vest made of metal fastened with a pendant, and a red ribbon sash wrapped around his waist to hold up his dark pants. Vaan stood up from his crouched position on a slab of rock derived from the ruins. "Striking out on your own?"

"It's a one-person job. That's why," Cloud replied, looking away and feeling awkward. He was the type to not engage in idle chatter. Even though they were friends, he was always more inclined to listen and observe rather than lead a conversation. He felt there was not much he could contribute.

"Ah, gotcha. Wouldn't want to hold you up," Vaan said with a wave.

Without another word, Cloud turned and continued to walk in the direction he headed for, leaving Vaan with the Onion Knight Luneth and a newcomer with long ears and tail named Y'shtola.

It didn't take long before Cloud saw a portal emanating white light. The gateway projected an image before him. It was a different realm from the desert valley he was in right now. This world consisted of giant blue crystals, with the starry skies surrounding the area. What a strange world, Cloud thought. He had never seen anything like that before, but that didn't faze him from his objective. Taking in a deep breath, Cloud stepped through the portal, engulfed by the light.

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Cloud stepped out from the gateway and found himself on the other side. He glanced back at the gateway, seeing the barren wasteland he was at moments prior as the portal closed and disappeared behind him. There was no turning back now. He turned his gaze forward and observed his new surroundings for any signs of his ally or anything that would bring him harm. There was ample open space, with multiple floors that appeared to go higher up to a certain point. The stars seemed to travel past him at high speeds, and there was nothing but darkness behind him, giving him a hint that he might be going through space.

Cloud gripped the handle of his sword. He had a feeling there was an evil presence nearby, possibly more. He had to prepare himself. Cloud grabbed the smaller blades in his harness and assembled the parts with the base sword to form one large one. With the pieces assembled, he continued forward towards the top of the area, swinging the sword to have it rest on his shoulders.

He traveled up a few levels up when he heard the sounds of what sounded like a battle unfolding, as the yells and blades clashing reached his ears. Cloud started with a cautious walk, readying himself for a fight. It wasn't until he saw two familiar figures that he began to break out into a run.

One of the fighters was a young man with brunette hair wearing sky blue, adorned with hints of gold and gray. It was Bartz; he had found him, and he was battling against his enemy Exdeath. As he ran, he caught sight of someone standing on one of the large crystals high up and observed the battle. Cloud gritted his teeth at the sight of the familiar silver-haired swordsman who tormented him for years. His enemy levitated in the air, readying his seven-foot Masamune to strike down Cloud's ally.

Just as his arch-nemesis beelined for Bartz with his sword, Cloud launched himself up and blocked the blade. Cloud deflected the first attack, stopping Sephiroth in his tracks, then followed up with two other attacks, pushing the other man away with the last one. As Cloud came back down, he landed on the steps behind Bartz with ease, his back to his comrade. He stood straight, his sword ready in front of him as he faced his enemy.

He heard the familiar voice belonging to the younger warrior behind him, who sounded confused. "Huh? Cloud?"

Sephiroth landed with barely a sound at the base of the steps in front of Cloud. Exdeath teleported in front of Bartz at the top of the stairs. Cloud kept his gaze forward on Sephiroth, who turned around to face him. He had to be prepared for whatever he was going to throw at him. "So, Cloud, we meet again." Sephiroth's smooth voice reached his ears, causing Cloud to grip the handle of his weapon even tighter, but then he heard Bartz's voice.

"Cloud, what the blazes—wait, that is your name, right? Cloud, like puffs in the sky?" Bartz asked, still confused.

Cloud furrowed his eyebrows, trying to focus on their current situation rather than the jab on his name by the wind warrior. Damn it, Bartz. This isn't the time, he thought. Though at the same time, he was glad Bartz remembered him. That meant less explaining he would have to do. He turned his head to his left, catching a small glimpse of his companion behind him while keeping his guard up. "So, you remember me. Then you know what's going on."

Bartz groaned. "We're back here again?"

Their conversation was cut short by the deep and irritated voice of Exdeath. "You… What is the meaning of this?" he demanded to Sephiroth.

"I'm trying something," Sephiroth said as if he was having a casual conversation about the weather.

"What?" Exdeath asked, confused.

Cloud readied himself when Sephiroth walked forward with a smirk and prepared himself to defend. He locked eyes with his adversary, who had that sadistic glint present in his mako green eyes. "Just humor me," Sephiroth said, bringing his Masamune up in front of him in a readying stance.

"Cloud, why are we back here?" asked Bartz, glancing behind him. "I thought it was all over!"

"We can talk about it after. Stay focused, Bartz," Cloud replied cooly.

Sephiroth chuckled, then dashed forward with incredible god-like speed, swinging his sword at Cloud. With quick reflexes, Cloud blocked the oncoming attack. He pushed his enemy away and charged. He briefly noticed Bartz and Exdeath re-engaged in battle in the corner of his eye. Turning his attention back to Sephiroth, Cloud bolted once again at him, skillfully blocking and parrying the onslaught of attacks the other man threw his way, the clashes of their blades ringing in his ears. He evaded Sephiroth's sword that aimed for his head, feeling a light brush of breeze as a result of the swing. Cloud did a backflip, landing with grace. Charging at the other man, Cloud and Sephiroth crossed blades again, both exhibiting their impressive swordsmanship abilities.

With blades crossed, Sephiroth chuckled, his snake-like green eyes boring into Cloud's. "So, once again, you're a puppet of the gods. Is that why they sent you here? You haven't changed, Cloud," Sephiroth mocked, pushing away the blonde man back.

"Shut up!" Cloud yelled, his blood beginning to boil. Sephiroth always had a way to get under his skin. He knew what buttons to press to get him riled up. Cloud swung the fusion sword, the weapon once again clashing with Sephiroth's. "I'm no one's puppet! I came here on my own accord!"

Sephiroth scoffed as if that was the most absurd thing he heard. "We shall see about that. You do not yet know the full extent of what lies within you." With superhuman speed, he attacked Cloud with a combination of swings of the Masamune, giving himself the advantage as the blonde struggled to keep up.

Cloud was unable to dodge or block one of Sephiroth's attacks, as the Masamune pierced through the fabric of his top and grazed his right side. He groaned as pain shot through his torso, where the blade broke through the skin. As he jumped back, the sharp edge created another scratch on his side. With a growl, Cloud used his cross-slash attack, sending Sephiroth back. Just as he was about to charge at the other swordsman, he heard a pained yell coming from Bartz.

Immediately, Cloud shifted his attention to Bartz, pinned to the wall with Exdeath's large hand wrapped around Bartz's throat. The wanderer squirmed, feet dangling three feet from the ground as he clawed at Exdeath to loosen the grip on his neck. With his right hand, Exdeath used his telekinetic abilities to bring his sword up and point it at Bartz, ready to strike.

Cloud had to think of something quick, or his friend would surely perish. There was no time for him to run over and stop Exdeath. Releasing and unfolding one of the smallest side blades from the fusion sword, Cloud hurled it in Exdeath's direction. Just as the evil tree released his blade to impale Bartz, the side blade collided and deflected it away from the wanderer. Cloud took this opportunity to bolt at the armored being, jumped up into the air with his sword above him, and came down with his braver attack. Exdeath teleported away from Cloud's attack, dropping Bartz in the process.

With incredible speed, Cloud grabbed the side blade sticking out from a crystal and continued on the offensive, using both the fusion sword and side blade to attack his opponent. Exdeath swung his left hand forward, sending a wave of light towards Cloud. The swordsman rolled to the side, dodged the attack, and countered with blade beam to propel a projectile of fire from his sword. His opponent teleported away and reappeared behind him as he swung his weapon at Cloud. With the two blades in his hand, Cloud blocked the onslaught of attacks from the tree warlock. While his edges crossed with Exdeath, Sephiroth appeared behind him, ready to strike. As Cloud prepared to block his arch-nemesis as well, Bartz jumped in front of Sephiroth and blocked his attack. The wanderer parried another attack from Sephiroth, pushed him back, and followed up with a black mage spell, shooting a fireball at the silver-haired swordsman. Sephiroth dodged the attack and jumped back to the top of the stairs.

Cloud made brief eye contact with Bartz with a nod of thanks. He refocused on Exdeath and pushed him back with incredible strength. He parried another blow and countered with a climhazzard attack, which slammed the other back into the crystal wall and smashed the blue formation of gems. A cloud of dust emerged from the crash where Exdeath landed. "Whoa, now that's what I call a fight!" Bartz said with excitement, coming to stand next to Cloud after warding off Sephiroth with a big smile on his face.

With a growl, Exdeath stood up from the rubble of broken precious stones and teleported to the top of the stairs next to Sephiroth. The superhuman stood nonchalant as the warlock came up beside him, and exhibited a curious look to the skies. Exdeath noticed this and asked, "What are you scheming, Sephiroth?"

"That's for me to know," the silver-haired man replied calmly, as he raised a hand to the heavens as if reaching for something. A sinister smirk pulled at his lips. "Trust me—you'll like it."

All of a sudden, blocky slits in the sky appeared, spreading quickly in the heavens and revealing a dark realm. Within those large rips were serpent-like creatures that seemed to swim within the world beyond. Cloud watched in confused horror as the slits created several more across the sky and consumed their environment gradually. There was something familiar about these beasts. Cloud shook his head; this was no time to be thinking about it and gripped his sword again. Gritting his teeth, the former soldier launched himself towards Sephiroth, his enemy quickly blocking his attack. With their blades crossed, Cloud glared at his former hero. "What did you do?" Cloud demanded with a glowering look.

"Don't you worry," Sephiroth started with an unblinking expression, unfazed by Cloud's attack on him just now. "Eventually, our goals will align."

Confused for a brief moment, Cloud let his guard drop, and Sephiroth took full advantage of that. He parried Cloud's sword to push him back and throw off his balance. He managed to block the next attack but wasn't able to maintain his stance and was thrown back with the last assault, the force sending him flying down the steps. The next thing he knew, Cloud slammed back into Bartz and sent them sliding on the ground. When they came to a stop, Cloud quickly sat up. He needed answers from Sephiroth.

"And when they do, we shall meet once again," said Sephiroth. With that, he walked into the portal that appeared behind him. Exdeath soon followed after Sephiroth into the gateway, both of them disappearing.

"Get back here!" yelled Bartz before he groaned in frustration, throwing his fist down in anger.

"They'll …align?" Cloud asked, unsure of what Sephiroth had meant before his departure. What was Sephiroth planning? Also, what did he mean earlier, about not knowing the full extent of what lies within him? Perhaps it was his way of playing with his mind again.

As Cloud got back on his feet, Bartz said, "Let's get outta here. This place is gonna crumble."

There was no need to dwell on Sephiroth. He was positive they were going to run into him again. His expression softened as he turned to Bartz, lowering his guard. "Sure. They'll all be glad to—" Cloud was interrupted when a white light appeared beneath their feet. He and Bartz looked down, and he realized it was a glowing portal opening up beneath them. Without having a chance to react, he and Bartz got sucked into the portal, disappearing from the area.

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Clartz Chapter 10

Preview:            Bartz teetered between wakefulness and the dream world. He heard voices that sounded muffled like there was something stuffed in his ears. Bartz recognized one of them; it was Cloud, and he sounded tense. The wanderer focused on Cloud’s voice, following him back to the conscious world. The other tones increasingly got louder and crisp, along with Cloud’s.           Labradorite grays revealed themselves as his eyes fluttered open. Bartz scanned his surroundings and realized he was somewhere different. Where was he? The adventurer thought back to the last thing he remembered, which was in the pandemonium. They encountered Emperor Mateus and a new fighter, Zenos. His mind ran through the battle and remembered what led him to this point. Bartz recalled jumping in front of Cloud and used his shield to protect him from Zenos, who nearly took Cloud out. Then there was pain, followed by darkness. Read the full chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23276377/chapters/58717801

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My favorite of these- it’s just so perfect. <3

They are so cute 🥰

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Clartz 100 Theme Challenge - 14. Smile

Bartz laid in the tent next to the blonde swordsman who held him in his arms as he slept. He studied his partner, his tourmaline eyes twinkling with a particular fondness only the other warrior saw. Gingerly, he brushed away blonde bangs away from Cloud’s face and cupped his cheek with a hand, a soft smile gracing his lips.

The wind chaser reminisced when he first met Cloud, a warrior who was aligned with Chaos at the time. They encountered in a battle, crossing blades for the sake of the gods. There was something he noticed that day when he fought Cloud. Unlike the other warriors of Chaos, who had malevolent intentions and thirst for power, Bartz saw pain and doubt behind Cloud’s mako eyes. It was a look that made Bartz question why.

Even when Cloud was eventually brought over to Cosmos’ side, the swordsman still exhibited the same broody expression. At the time, the swordsman was lost and doubtful, even if he appeared to be calm and collected. Cloud often questioned why he was fighting and what he was even fighting for.

Bartz tried to get a better understanding of his ally at the time, to try and dig deeper and help him open up, but it always seemed the other was adamant on keeping him at arm’s length. He recalled the pained expression Cloud sometimes wore when he thought no one was looking, or the way his eyes showed hurt behind his stoic exterior. Bartz really wanted to comfort and support the other, but Cloud was stubborn like that, he wouldn’t let anyone get close to him.

Seeing him now after a few years, Bartz saw someone completely different. Cloud seemed more at peace, relaxed, and open. During their journey, Bartz saw Cloud smile for the first time. Although it was a small one, it was there, and Bartz found it to be beautiful. It was a smile that made his heart skip a beat, and one of that eventually made him fall head over heels for him.

Bartz was happy. Cloud was finally able to let his guard down and open up to him, sharing intimate moments only the wanderer experienced. Thinking about this got him grinning from ear to ear, as Bartz nuzzled into the crook of Cloud’s neck, feeling content to be laying in the other’s arms. He felt happy, whole, and there was nothing else in the world that mattered more.

Cloud groaned softly, his eyes fluttering open to reveal his gorgeous azure eyes, traces of mako glowing within those pools. Upon locking gazes, the swordsman tightened his arms around the wind warrior’s waist and brought him closer, foreheads pressed together. Bartz giggled as he wrapped his arms around his partner’s neck, staring lovingly at him.

Cloud sighed contently, flashing that unique smile explicitly reserved for his wind chaser.

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Clartz Chapter 4 Preview

*This chapter of The Wolf Howls for the Wind will be posted on AO3 on Sunday, April 12*

“Morning,” Cloud said with a nod. He walked to where his belongings laid and strapped on the harness that carried his many blades. “Did you sleep well?” 

“Yeah, I feel light as a feather!” Bartz said with enthusiasm, putting his hands on his hips and stood proud like a hero. Cloud gave him an odd look, probably due to his grand gesture. Maybe he did get a little carried away, but Bartz had no regrets. He slept well last night and felt well-rested.

“I'm glad to hear that,” said Cloud and smirked after getting over the surprise from Bartz’s actions. “You’ll need the energy for our journey to find the portal back to Materia’s.”

“You got it,” he replied, sitting on the bed to put his boots on. “How are ya feeling, Cloud? How’s your wound?”

Cloud's stoic demeanor seemed to disappear and was replaced with a softer, friendlier look. “The wound healed completely like you’ve said. I owe you one.”  

Bartz giggled, smiling with confidence. “My pleasure! What would ya do without me?” 

This earned him a chuckle from the blonde swordsman and a playful roll of his eyes. “When you’re ready, we can head out.” 

The brunette got up on his feet after putting his boots on, snatched his travel bag from the floor, and slung it over his shoulder where the bag rested on his right hip. “Ready when you are.”

Cloud nodded, doing a once-over of the room to ensure they had everything before closing the door behind them.  

“Ah, a new day for an adventure. I wonder where we’ll end up next.”

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Preview - The Wolf Howls for the Wind Chapter 3

*This chapter will be posted on AO3 on Sunday, April 5*

"After my journey ended, my friends went back to oversee their kingdoms while I went back to traveling the world. But then, after a couple of years, Exdeath came back somehow. So, my friends and I banded together again to stop him. I guess sometime during the battle, we both got swept up here. Speaking of which, wish I can tell my friends I’m okay. They must be worried.” 

Cloud nodded, swallowing the food he had in his mouth. “I know what you mean. I want to tell Tifa and the kids that I’m okay and they shouldn’t worry.” Even with his phone, he couldn't connect with them; there was a lack of service in this realm. But Cloud knew he had friends who can look out for each other, ones he was grateful to have in his life. 

“Oh, I remember her. I remember that she was strong and can really pack a good punch.”

Cloud smirked, knowing full well his friend’s potential. She may be sweet, but she definitely was no pushover and one of the strongest women he ever knew, both physically and mentally. That was something he appreciated about her. “Yeah, that’s why I try to stay on her good side.”

Bartz chuckled, taking another bite from his piece of bread. “So...you started a family with her?”