Please/Warning Note: Cloud and Sephiroth OOC-ness (out of character). Sorry for that. XP It was in order to make it comedy...Also, this is a one shot. No more. DON'T even ask, okay?

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Cloud twisted before flinging his sword at Sephiroth. He quickly unlatched his other sword. He chucked the original sword towards Sephiroth; who unfortunately, dodge the attack.

Sephiroth had zipped up into the air, sliding over above Cloud's head. Cloud dashed out of the way and grabbed his other sword.

He charged at Sephiroth; who had just landed; with two swords. He let out a battle cry. Sephiroth's eyes narrowed. He jumped up, and turned; just as Cloud slashed at him.

Now about 12 feet apart, the two males looked down at the ground.

Sephiroth grabbed his hair and bunched it. The two just stared at the uneven-ness of Sephiroth's hair. "What...the...hell..." Sephiroth trailed off quietly. He stomped over to where the cut off pieces of his hair laid and picked them up. He bunched them together in a fist. "You. Cut. My. Hair."

He glared at Cloud, who stared at his enemy. "You cut my hair."

"So?" Cloud let his thought slip out of his mouth.

With his free hand, he grabbed the uneven strands. "You cut my hair!" He soon found himself in front of Cloud, waving the cut strands of silver hair in front of his face. "You see this? This is my hair. That YOU cut. Do you even know how long it took me to grow it this long?!" Cloud blinked casually and spoke. "No." Sephiroth narrowed his eyes once more. "Do you want to die?"

He lunged his sword forward along with a slight battle cry, attempting to hit Cloud.

The sword missed Cloud's shoulder and cut the fabric.

Cloud jumped backwards, getting ready to attack. He ran forward, swing the sword. The two swords clashed. The metal continued on clashing.

"I'll get you back for this!" Sephiroth shook his fist that contained the hair strands. Which was quite idiotic for someone to do, since he was WIDE open for attack. Cloud thrust his sword forward, piercing into his enemy's heart.

Sephiroth didn't let out a blood curling cry though; instead he slowly removed himself from Cloud's sword and drew back.

"Before...I...die..."

He disappeared.

Cloud turned his head a bit, seeing Sephiroth floating behind him.

Sephiroth threw his sword forward, at Cloud's head. The sword hit Cloud's hair...getting stuck in it's cement-like hold.

Once again, the two males stayed silent. It was Cloud's turn to flip out. "What the hell?" He didn't turn his head. "What were you trying to do? Cut my hair?"

Sephiroth stayed silent. He attempt to pull out the sword, but couldn't. He kept pulling and pulling. His wound in his chest bleeding faster and faster. Soon he clasped onto the ground, and under one black wing, he dissolved.

Cloud pulled out Sephiroth's sword. "That bastard..." he murmured, returning back to his motorcycle.