Sick Chocobos

Cloud had never been very good in a car or any moving thing, really.  It was something that he had managed to keep from his lover for quite some time.  Zack Fair was a SOLDIER First Class and Cloud Strife was just in the infantry.  They normally never went anywhere together, that is until now.  They both were deployed to Banora to investigate the disappearance of Genesis Rhapsodos.  Cloud didn’t want to share the backend of a transport truck with his beloved, but somehow, Zack was assigned to Cloud’s truck.  Cloud had thought that Zack had something to do with that.

Zack was already in the truck as Cloud was getting up enough courage to maybe, just maybe this time make it all the way to the destination before tossing his cookies.  All of that went out the window when Zack said, “Come on Cloud!  I will give you a hand.”  Right then and there he wanted to toss his cookies.  “Zack, what are you doing?  Why aren’t you riding with the other first class SOLDIERS?”  “Today each of the First Classers decided to take one truck and ride in it so we can learn more about how you all cope with us.  Now come on darling, get in.”  Tentatively, Cloud reached up and was helped into the truck.

Everyone in Cloud’s platoon knew about the relationship between him and Zack, so they weren’t surprised when Zack walked over to Cloud and snuggled him close.  About a half an hour into the trip, between talking to the other platoon members, Zack turned to Cloud and said, “What’s the matter, sweetie?  You are too quiet.”  Cloud then looked up at Zack, his face a beautiful shade of green.  “Zack, I’m not feeling too well right now, so no prying.”  Zack laughed and then said, “Oh my god!  Cloud, you never told me that you get motion sickness.  Have you had it all your life?  Is this why you get mako sickness?”  Cloud glared daggers at Zack and he finally got the hint to shut up.

It wasn’t ten more minutes before Cloud darted up and sped to the tailgate of the truck.  He then proceeded to toss every bit of food he ate for the past 24 hours onto the ground behind the moving vehicle.  One of the other infantrymen said, “I won the bet!!  Forty minutes and an upchucking Chocobo head!!”  Zack was appalled at the other men picking on his poor Cloud.  “I beg your pardon, men!  Is this anyway to treat a comrade?  When we make it to Banora, you all will be expected to report to Tseng, head Turk for cleanup duty, which includes latrines for the entire campaign!”  There was then a collective sigh from the rest of the infantry in Zack’s truck.

Zack then went over and gently rubbed Cloud’s back, trying to make his heaving subside.  It only took a few more minutes and Cloud turned back to face Zack, not so green, but his brow covered in sweat.  “Thanks Zack.  Without that I would have been heaving all the way to Banora.”  Zack took out his handkerchief and wiped off Cloud’s brow.  He then kissed him on the forehead.  “Are they always like that to you?”  Cloud nodded.  “Well, that is going to change.  I will be riding with you all from now on so I can make sure you don’t heave excessively.  I thought that something was wrong with you the last time we tried to make love.”  The rest of the truck let out a collected moan at the thought of that and the rest of the trip went by without any more commotion.