fic: living chemical child (ffvii/fma)

I keep telling myself I should space out updates but I CAN'T I CAN'T DO IT because I suck at surprises because I get too excited to shut the fuck up about it.  And look, still haven't advanced the actual plot BUT WAIT WE HAVE A CONSPIRACY NOW SO THAT MAKES IT OKAY.  Even if it meant reordering the other six pieces.  >:(

Living Chemical Child
VIII. Oil of Silver.
Main post.

Main Pairing: Established Sephiroth/Zack/Cloud
Canon: FFVII (original game only) + Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating/Warnings: Light R - alchemical torture (naturally), some sexuality, meandering thoughts on alchemy and philosophy, general unhappiness.
Summary: It wasn't like Hojo had left clear instructions on how to reverse a sacrifice to the Gate.  Unbetaed.

Word Count: 2,060

( "Tiny town in buttfuck nowhere near the Drachmian border." )