| Even if the morrow is barren of promises; Nothing shall forestall my return. To become the dew that quenches the land; To spare the sands, the seas, the skies. I offer thee this silent sacrifice. |
| Even if the morrow is barren of promises; Nothing shall forestall my return. To become the dew that quenches the land; To spare the sands, the seas, the skies. I offer thee this silent sacrifice. |

Handy CloudHandy CloudHandy Cloud by *albedosreqium
Characters: Cloud and Tseng
Rating: PG
Warnings: This is a yaoi fiction.
Author's Note: This is for the ZiggyPasta... dear, dear, Ziggy's birthday. I know this is a secret fetish of hers, Crisis Core Cloud and Tseng (and mine as well) so I went with it. I hope Ziggy and you, dear reader, like it.
Betaed by the wonderful Chess411 who did this for me. Thanks my perverted darling.
Cloud proves himself to particularly handy during a mission.
Disclaimer: Don't own, just using for my own amusement
The car was dead. The engine was giving off reams of steam that smelled of acid and oil. It was coming out of the hood and he was hes

