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72... bad touch

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Still the same dream. No matter where I go I still see it around me, smothering me. I still wake up with the burning in my arms and that laughter in my ears. Will it ever go away? Does Vincent still dream of it as well? Does Zack?

I feel like I will always have them no matter what I do. That I will always dream the same thing and wake up needing to run as far from everyone as I can get. Will it change if I start seeing someone? Will I hurt them thinking they are a part of my dreams? I don't want to hurt anyone that way.

What I want... I'll never get it.

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Anyone still awake and willing to spar? Someone who's not afraid of big swords, thanks.

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Huh. Where I come from, people use what suits them the most. Guns, swords, fists, spears.

[Cloud watched him, bringing First Tsurugi to his shoulder and shaking his right wrist, making sure the materia-laden armband was ready. Trunks looked fine, though bruised from where he rammed into his sword. But in case he might need more care, he kept the Restore ready.]

If I used the blade, I'll being using a Life on you right now.

[He shifted his weight and squatted down, right arm on his knee and his huge sword still resting comfortably on his shoulder.]

Would you like to learn how to fight an armed opponent?

[Oh dear. This was a predicament. Trunks was tempted to just lash out and deck the guy; crouching in front of him and offering to teach him like he was some dumb little kid! Trunks might not have been in a lot of life-and-death battles, but his father is the Prince of all Saiyans and he was a warrior, damn it! He didn't need any help, especially not from some sword-swinging cheater.

...then again...that guy had been really fast. He'd managed to bring his sword around and secure it before Trunks could even make it to him, and even after Trunks had rammed into it he could still swing it around without pausing to give his hands a second to recover. He was probably really strong, too. The humans back home weren't nearly as strong as the Saiyans, but Trunks had seen a lot of weird things coming to this city. Apparently many of the people here were from different planets, and some of them were supposedly very strong (although Trunks doubted they could best his father). Maybe this guy was from a planet full of strong people? His eyes did glow kind of funny, he might be an alien.

Well...it wouldn't be a problem, right? So long as Vegeta didn't find out that he was getting lessons. Trunks sniffed and rubbed his nose with his wristband, giving the man a vaguely hesitant nod.]

...well...okay. But you can't tell my dad.

Promise.

[He had been open to attack and he knew it, but Cloud didn't like the idea of fighting a child no matter how good he was. He wasn't sure how Vincent even managed to fight the young Tviet during the Deepground attacks. It just seemed wrong to harm someone so small.]

It'll be a secret.

[Heh, maybe this guy isn't so bad after all. Trunks' mood does a one-eighty, like children's moods often do, and he grins and hops back up to his feet, dusting himself off as he looks no worse for wear. But even though he was accepting this guy's help, he couldn't just do it for free; he had his pride, after all.]

But I gotta pay you for it somehow. [Trunks folded his arms and bowed his head in thought, chewing on his lip. Maybe he could offer to teach the guy how to fight without a weapon? Trunks wasn't so sure he would take him up on the offer though, and he'd never taught someone before so he wasn't even sure how to do it. If only his mother was here, he could ask her for money, but...] Ummm...

Well... I've been learning various hand-to-hand techniques, so if you want to trade learning styles, we could do that.

[Cloud didn't know if Trunks could teach him with the differences between the two of them. But the boy had hit Tsurugi hard and yet still was bouncing like he ran into a pillow instead of a blade made specifically for a SOLDIER's enhancements. They could at least show each other various moves, and Cloud could get a few extra pointers from Tifa later.]

A good warrior always needs to learn new things, right?

[New analysis in order; this guy is okay. Vegeta was always talking about adapting to the situation, especially when Trunks complained, so if this man said the same thing it had to be true. Maybe he was better than Trunks had first thought.

Trunks beamed and stuck out his hand; adults always shook hands to seal deals, so that was probably what they should do, right?]

Yeah, okay! I'll trade with you.

[Cloud nodded, taking his hand in his and shaking.]

Deal.

[That was one crisis averted, although not exactly in the way he had hoped. Cloud wasn't sure if this kind of agreement would be useful, but it would at least give him a better understanding of what to expect when it came to calling out for sparring partners in this place.]

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