FF7/Sailor Moon (Sephiroth/Sailor Saturn)

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Title:  Samhain
Author: belladonna12
Rating:  Pg13/R
Word count:  635
Summary:  Talk about a costume party…
A/N:   Just… don’t ask.  Way too little caffine and way too early in the morning.  Besides, it’s October.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the ideas for FFVII or Sailor Moon, nor am I making any money off of this.  I also don’t own the rights to SMT: Nocturne, or Dominic Deegan, Oracle for Hire.  Atlus and some guy named Mookie have those.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII/Sailor Moon, Sephiroth/Sailor Saturn: Female domination - “Usually it was Sephiroth who wore the leather and halters.”

 

Samhain

 

Sephiroth normally wasn’t the type for holidays.  Hojo hadn’t really let him celebrate them when he was growing up, and then he just hadn’t seen the point when there wasn’t someone special enough to trade gifts with.  Until he’d met Zack and Cloud, when Zack had cheerfully inserted himself into gift giving extraordinaire status.  He’d traded gifts with them on whatever holidays required gifts, and one year he’d gotten Aerith a slinky nightgown and a note that read ‘Go get Zack.’  Sephiroth never did find out how that turned out, though Zack went around with a cheerful grin for a week afterward.

Halloween, or Samhain was one he didn’t get.  There hadn’t been an equivalent holiday back in Midgar, as far as Sephiroth knew.  It was a mishmash of things.  People wore costumes to scare devils away, have fun pretending to be someone they weren’t, and lit bonfires to keep the dark at bay.  That, and there was the candy element.  Sephiroth wondered if it was wise to let little children collect that much candy, given children had a tendency to think with their eyes more then their heads with it, but the alternative was a nasty trick.

Well, it wasn’t like he cared much.  Besides, Sephiroth wanted to see what costume Hotaru had picked that she wasn’t coming out of the bathroom.

“Hotaru, come on.  We’ll be late for the party.”  Sephiroth called through the door, debating going and getting the screwdriver from downstairs to trip the lock.

“But Harukua-Papa will kill me when she sees this outfit!”  Sephiroth’s eyes widened.  It had to be risqué if Uranus-dono wouldn’t approve.  Time for a bit of bargaining.

“Hotaru, if you come out, I’ll do whatever you say until sunrise.”  Sephiroth waited, patiently.

“Promise?”  Hotaru’s voice was small, cautious.  Sephiroth smiled.

“Of course.”  Anything to get her out of the bathroom.

“Okay.”  Hotaru opened the door slowly.  Sephiroth’s eyes bugged out, crawled out of their sockets to hold a brief discussion to ascertain that they were indeed seeing what they thought they saw, and then his brain shut down.

The ‘costume’ consisted of a black strip of cloth with holes cut out to serve as a mask, a heavy collar style choker that connected to a band that just barely covered the pertinent areas on Hotaru’s breasts, connected down again to one around her waist, then connected to a very, VERY short pair of short shorts.  All of it in black leather, with a chain coming off of the collar and angel wings attached to the back of it.  Sephiroth pulled his mind out of the gutter wondering what Hotaru was thinking.

After all, usually it was Sephiroth who wore the leather and halters.

“Hotaru, may I ask what you’re supposed to be?”  Hotaru looked down at the ground, shyly.

“I’m… I’m an Angel from a video game called Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne.”  Hotaru looked at Sephiroth’s outfit, raising an eyebrow.  Brown shoes, grayish jeans, a green sweater over a white shirt, a light purple and blue scarf, and he’d pinned his hair up messily and temporarily colored it brown.  That, and there were glasses perched on Sephiroth’s nose.  Hotaru smiled.  Sephiroth looked like a cross between sexy and a nerd.

“To turn the question back, what are you supposed to be?”  Sephiroth chuckled a little.

“I’m a character from a webcomic.  Dominic Deegan, Oracle for Hire.”  Sephiroth struck a little pose as he said that, enjoying being silly for once.  Hotaru laughed, finding it a cute costume.

“And what do you foresee, Oracle?”  She just had to know what he’d say.  Sephiroth grinned.

“I forsee being ravished by a beautiful Angel and missing the Halloween party completely.”  Hotaru laughed, grabbing Sephiroth’s scarf and using it as a leash.

“Got that right, Oracle.  Got that right.”

 

~Fin~

 

Comments

[usagivindaloo.livejournal.com]

What? Sephiroth's not going as Siegfried? ;-) I so think he could do a perfect SIggy (demonic or no)... he's got the build, the hair, and probably the, "I'm a good guy but holy shit do I have a temper," thing going on. Hotaru could be Jayden, and then they could have mad concert sex. While a werewolf watches and freaks out. XD

Loved the fic, and LOVED Sephiroth's reaction to Hotaru's outfit (that had me snickering for ages).

[ladyrazorsharp.livejournal.com]

Aww, the DD mention was cute. ^_^ And YES, what IS Saturn thinking??? (And what in the world will Michiru say when she sees her? hehehehehe)

[ladyrazorsharp.livejournal.com]

Whoops. I confused Saturn with Uranus there for a minute. D'oh! Makes more sense now. Blehhhh, can you tell how long it's been since I've seen Sailormoon? X_X