Angel VII

AngelVII by Reno-san
I don’t own any of the characters here…but oh gods if I did...anyway enjoy if you’re of legal age and maturity

Chapter 1: Fall to Earth
He opened his eyes slowly against the morning sun. I watched him basking and relaxing on the green comforter. The soft hues of the rustic room only offsetting this scene. That long silver hair gleaming in the sun as he nuzzled into his pillow to doze for a while longer. I froze my movement knowing that even at his young age Sephiroth was quickly becoming one of the best SOLDIERS and his keen senses could pick me up if he was paying attention. He sighed and nuzzled again into his bedding. My eyes slowly covered him…the way he looked I doubt anyone in Shinra could blame me for some of the thoughts I have about him. They all probably desire him.

I froze as he leaped out of bed and onto the floor. Damn it, he had sensed me. Only the golden dust particles spinning in the sun left and evidence that he had even moved. I watched his green eyes scanning the room silently. He had already located his sword and was waiting. One wrong move, or even a loud breath, and not only would I be caught but quite possibly attacked. At least with the former, Sephiroth was quite naïve and innocent and had yet to realize stalking when he saw it. I could pull it off. “Shit!” Reno’s voice echoed from down the hall and I silently thanked every Wutan god I could think of. I could hear the clamor of some poor broken object and he struggled to either hide the evidence or try to fix it. Sephiroth finally stood as a lazy smile crossed his face. He was shirtless. I could feel my internal thoughts surfacing as a smile came to my face. He stopped a moment to check himself in the mirror. He seemed to hate his reflection. I watched as he quickly grabbed a shirt and threw it on, turned away, and headed for the door I was peeking through. I scurried silently away just in time as he entered into the hallway. He stopped again sensing something but slowly pulled himself away and moved downstairs. I watched his image sauntered down the stairs and I came out of my hiding spot. He was beautiful but could never seem to find that in himself. I stretched after my hiding and decided to follow the young Soldier.

This idea was a grand one of Shinra’s. The President had decided to let us all stay at a Chocobo farm just to get out and away from work. He had entrusted us with Sephiroth. By us I mean myself and the newest Turk, Reno. Reno. Now that was an amalgam of oddities rolled up into one living entity. A shock of fiery hair and enough noise to let all of Midgar know where he was at all times. Not to mention the odd ability to drink more than my koi but still be an adept fighter and a damn good Turk. I suppose it was all worth the hunt for him after all but I will tell you of that some other day. I came down the stairs to Reno excitedly telling something about a hooker, a sock, Chocobo, and 150 gil. I had come just in time. “Reno.” I growled. That was usually enough to stop his horrific tales before they got out of hand. Sephiroth was completely innocent and it fascinated me so very much. I wondered if he had even possessed a lustful thought in his life. At 16 he was a complete angel just as he looked. He stopped me in my thoughts by gazing at me with those mako eyes, like green liquid. I had rarely seen green eyes before...only Sephiroth and Reno so far. Reno’s eyes reminded me of emeralds and were always glinting with mischief. Sephiroth’s were lighter, fluid, and full of curiosity. Questions that I would certainly like to show him the answers to.
“Good morning, Tseng.” It took a few moments for me to realize that Sephiroth had actually said something to me.
“Good morning, Sephiroth.” I tried not to let my facial expression give away the fact that I had just caught Reno leering at him. The Turk took my look of fury and immediately stopped. Reno hung his head for a few moments before going off to something more interesting.
“I’m going out to the Chocobos, would you like to come with me?” I watched Sephiroth as he poured hot tea into his cup, then realized that he was holding me in his gaze.
Damn it, yet again he asked me something and I was too struck to speak. “Yes, Chocobos.” I watched Reno peek sheepishly from around the young Soldiers. Some days I wanted to latch onto his throat and squeeze until he was as red as his hair. I cleared my throat signaling him to watch his step. “I would gladly go to the Chocobos with you.” We all ate well that morning. Sephiroth seemed lost in his own happiness while Reno managed to gobble everything in sight. When we had finished with the food Sephiroth and I headed out to the stables. We left Reno to clean up the mess. The day was warm and bright. His long stride made the journey easy for him. He seemed happy, almost elated. I wondered what it was about the Shinra building that made him so happy to be away. Not to mention the look of absolute hate and horror he gave Professor Hojo anytime he came around the young man. Was there something I was missing? The loud onslaught of warking signaled we were getting close. The birds seemed to have an affinity for the young Soldier. One in particular had even adopted him, originally a mean bastard named Teoch, had loved Sephiroth from the start much to my amazement. This bird was the source of most of the noise as we approached. Sephiroth climbed through the wrought fence with a graceful bow and began to run his hands over the black Chocobo’s bristly feathers. Teoch warked softly. I watched them exchanging energy Even as a boy Sephiroth had a mysterious way about him. I never could put my finger on it. Something…otherworldly. When my thoughts returned to me I was watching him return to the barn. Its large two-level structure seemed small even as I stood next to it. I watched the young man pull open the wooden door and enter inside with no small amount of protesting warks from the Chocobos. The birds grew restless as they could hear him rustling bags of greens for them. Pecking, pawing, chirping and warking filled the air. The occasional ruffle of feathers could be heard as the birds anxiously awaited their food. What was he doing in there? I quickly followed suit to the barn after a few moments of silence, not to mention I was not particularly fond of finding out whether or not black Chocobos were truly omnivorous.

I rounded the corner only to have a cloud of Sylkis greens thrown at my face. After the initial shock I burst into chasing Sephiroth. Despite his powerful size he was agile. I followed him between crates, burlap bags, and old equipment. He finally leapt on top of a bale of hay and sprawled out before me. The scene struck me. Dear gods was he beautiful. I sprang upon him initially in play but feeling the hardness of his body soon made my mind go elsewhere. He had an earthy scent about him that ignited my senses among other things. He tried halfheartedly to get away or to knock me off of him. When he finally lay still I gazed over his body, lowering myself on top of him. There was no going back now. I gently caressed his face. Instead of him backing away or even looking at me with shock he simply closed his eyes and let me touch him. This ignited a whole new set of nerves that I’d rather not be showing lest I frighten him off. My touches quickly found his hair as I began to stroke all of the hay bits out of it. Yet again stealing another reason to touch the young Soldier. He sighed contentedly. Do it! I cautiously came in for the kill. Even at his young age Sephiroth was powerful, enough to kill me should he get pissed enough with my advances. I swept my face near his neck seeing if he would begin to flinch. I was only startled when he rested a hand on my chest. Not pushing me away, but touching me. I gently kissed up his alabaster neck. He moaned softly and leaned further back allowing me more access to him. My member throbbed painfully. This boy was making me crazy. I ended my trail with a quick nip at his skin which made his breath catch in his throat. Come on, Tseng, do it. I finally closed my eyes and claimed his lips. I froze, something had gone wrong.