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Walking Out on Destiny	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2575 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Walking Out on Destiny
Episode 9: Grounded in Paradise: Loaded Smiles
Sephiroth wasn't surprised that his birthday had been passed over since Vincent had to issue a report for his latest mission and had been locked in his room the whole day. Tseng didn't actually know the day of it so he hadn't said a thing about it. He had however made strange oriental pastries that turned out tasting better than they looked. Angeal had been missing in action since Vincent had given them their daily allowance. Cid passed through on his way to restock his ship and wished him a gruff happy birthday. To top it all off, it freaking rained! A storm rolled in off the ocean and turned everything to darkness with lightning and thunder shaking up the place. He ended up staying in the room designated for him, Genesis, and Angeal watching movies on the big screen. Genesis was walking back and forth putting things he'd bought that morning before the storm in travel easy bags. It was getting late and he wondered where Angeal was this late.
"Say, G?"
"Yes?" Genesis peeked in the room.
"Where's Angeal?"
"Oh, he's met up with some of his SOLDIER friends and is hanging out with them for the night. Probably won't come home til some ungodly hour."
"So…he didn't remember either," Sephiroth grumbled.
Gen tilted his head and came into the bedroom. He sat down next to Sephiroth with a slight smile. "You're pouting."
"Am not."
"I, um, got something for you. For the life of me I couldn't find it after I bought it the other day, but I found it today. Want it?"
Sephiroth flipped off the TV and turned to Genesis curiously. The redhead's hands were behind his back and he leaned back every time Sephiroth tried to peek. Genesis put a hand on his chest to hold him back.
"Calm down, I swear you're like a kid on Christmas."
"It's my birthday and the only person who said anything was Cid! You know how bad that is?"
"Whine, whine, whine," Genesis teased. He held out the wrapped box. "Here, I couldn't afford much at the time and Angeal helped me buy it. I mean it's not a very big deal but its special to me."
Sephiroth snatched the box and unwrapped it quickly, not even reading the card. Genesis laughed and rescued it from the wrapping paper. Sephiroth dug past all the padding and pulled out a brand new piercing gun. He looked at Genesis in confusion. Genesis urged him to keep looking through the box and he did so, finding a smaller white box. It reminded Sephiroth of the one his mother had given him, which he had yet to open. He opened it carefully and saw a beautiful summon materia attached to a long earring. It wasn't exactly his style, no, it was Genesis's style. Genesis pushed back the mixed shades of red and showed that on one ear there were two piercings while on the other was only on stud. He looked at his ear, then at the earring. He recognized it from some distant memory or dream he'd seen. The image of the older Genesis standing there with that earring in his ear as he faded away made him cringe. He shook his head.
"I can't do it, Genesis."
Genesis smiled a sweet smile that made a blush cross Sephiroth's face. "Yes you can. Angeal did one, I did yours, now you can do mine."
He looked into Genesis eyes, seeing them a clean blue like the ocean and nodded slowly. He opened the piercing gun and let Genesis show him how to use it. He pulled the trigger a few times before looking at Genesis nervously. The redhead lay back on the bed.
"It's easier for me not to flinch when I'm laying back. We learned that when Angeal tried to pierce my ears last time!"
Sephiroth nodded. "Right, um so where do I go."
"Wherever is comfortable so you don't mess up. Remember, you only get one shot today. If it messes up I have to let it heal."
Sephiroth gulped and tried crouching next to Genesis's ear, but wasn't at a good angle. He tried getting on his knees on the floor and couldn't do it still. Frustrated with Genesis's giggles and his own mishaps, Sephiroth straddled the boy and lay over him so that both hands could be in range of his ears. He positioned the gun near the first piercing. Genesis tilted his head to the side so that he could give better lighting. He looked out the window at the storm raging and smiled at Sephiroth's trembling hand.
"Do I.." a gulp. "Do I need to do something to take your mind off of it?"
Genesis gave an amused sigh. "Just do it. If you keep hesitating, you won't be able to do it at all."
"But..it'll hurt. Mine hurt afterwards so I know it will hurt you."
"I've done this enough to handle the sting."
"But-"
"Sephiroth." The trembling in his hands stopped. "I trust you. You won't hurt me."
Another gulp and those hands held his ear in earnest. Genesis squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt not to flinch. When Sephiroth squeezed the trigger on it as quickly as he could and released it. He managed to keep still and he opened his eyes. He hissed at the mild sting and waited as the silverhaired boy clumsily dropped the gun in his search for the earring. He gently pushed the earring through and as an afterthought he pressed a kiss to the permanent mark he'd placed on Genesis. He kissed again affectionately and followed that one in a slow line down the redhead's throat. Genesis eyes rolled and shut when Sephiroth placed an open mouth kiss to his pulse. He entangled his hand into that stardust hair and placed another at the boy's hip. Sephiroth pulled back so that they faced each other and he kissed him gently.
"Sorry if it hurt," Sephiroth whispered. "I didn't think you'd trust me anywhere near you like that after what I did to you."
Genesis shook his head. "You'll learn eventually that I don't hold grudges."
Sephiroth laid his head in the crook of Genesis's neck. "I wish this rain would stop."
Genesis smiled. "I don't."
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Tseng knocked timidly on the door to Vincent's bedroom. When he received no answer, he took the initiative and walked in. His caretaker had his head down on his desk. The two stuffed animals Tseng and Sephiroth had gifted him with seemed like they were watching over the gunman. Tseng went over to shake Vincent but was startled when the man lifted his head tiredly and looked at him. Tseng sighed.
"You sleep no more." He offered the man a cup of tea.
"I feel like I've slept too much," Vincent said taking a slow sip.
"You miss his birthday."
"I haven't. I have a surprised planned for tomorrow."
"Ah, he like surprise?"
"He likes variety," Vincent pat his lap and Tseng gratefully hoped into it. "You and him have been getting along fairly well."
"He has been not bad. He's been very tolerable." He said the last word slowly so that he wouldn't stumble over it. "He teaches me words, I teach him to cook."
"Invaluable skills on both sides. I'm glad you haven't killed each other yet."
"Vincent?"
"Hmm?"
"You didn't come home last night…not that it my business. I worry."
"I had a drink with a friend. Don't worry, I've never had problems taking care of myself."
"Yet the circles under your eyes tell different."
"I'm always tired, Tseng. I have a very demanding job that allows me to keep you and Sephiroth safe."
"I know. You are Turk but, I do not think that is what keep you awake. You do not seem a guilty man."
Vincent looked down at the boy for a moment before answering. "I'm a very guilty man, but I chose what worries me and what I simply let go. You learn that when you have to kill, you understand that?"
"I kill every man who lay hand on me, but not you," Tseng lowered his eyes. "I want tell you what I saw. I try to make sense out of it, but I can see nothing else as answer."
"What is it?" Vincent asked in concern. "Did someone hurt you?"
"No…someone hurt you."
"What?"
Tseng licked his lips. "That woman, the doctor..."
"Lucrecia?"
"Yes, Lucrecia. She come home with you the day after Sephiroth and loud one fight. I saw her. You were tired and she help you to your room. She…she put something in your arm. I do not know how to call it but I know the smell. It makes you awake even though you are without rest. It keeps you from sleep even when you have been awake all day. I found bit of it all over house and got rid what I could. The rest I overpower. Vincent, that woman hurt you and I think she hurt you for longer than that day."
Vincent took a moment to process the information. Lucrecia had been in his house more than once. Apparently Tseng had been keeping her out of it since he stayed home all day. So that meant what Hojo spoke of was true and that he'd been blind. He clenched the handle of his mug until it broke in his hand. Tseng was up immediately, trying to catch the spilled tea with whatever he could fine. Vincent tried to help but winced. A large piece of the porcelain handle had lodged in his hand. He hadn't even noticed until that moment. Tseng left for a moment and came back with a clean face towel that was wet with cool water. He took Vincent's hand and looked up at him.
"It will hurt." Vincent braced himself and the boy yanked the jagged shard out of his hand. He quickly covered it with the towel to stop the following flow of blood. "You worry me. I do not know what she means to you, but I know I kill her if I see her again."
"Tseng, you don't need to make promises like that. She needn't die."
Tseng looked up at him through the strands of his obsidian hair, his eyes cold and dark. He repeated his words with a promise. "If I see her near you, I kill her. I swear I will."
Vincent's eyes saddened at the cold murder in the child's eyes. "You don't need to, Tseng. I don't want you to have to do things like that in your life. Not for me, not for anyone. I want you to be happy."
Tseng wrapped Vincent's hand and stood. "Vincent, we are both of mother Wutai in some way and know the way of our kin. I have tasted blood. I kill with my own hand. I could never have life you wish for me." He touched Vincent's face as if their ages had reversed. "But…you care. That is something I never had. Something that I would not have if you had not come for me that day." He leaned close to Vincent and pressed an innocent kiss on his forehead right in the center. "It has been mere days, but years pass in my mind. You are…irreplaceable to me, Vincent. Wǒ ài nǐ..." I love you.
With that Tseng left the room as if nothing had been said. "Dinner will be ready soon. The loud one request we leave Sephiroth with him. The pilot will join us. I hope that is alright."
Vincent watched the boy leave and realized that Tseng had grown up too soon, that he himself had come too late to change him. He sighed and continued to work on his report. These were children; why did children have to go through things like this? His thoughts returned to the boy whose world he destroyed in less than ten minutes. It was because of people like him that children like Tseng existed. He closed his eyes to fight the guilt that was welling and tried to put his mind on other things. There was no sense in letting it eat away at him right then, there was too much to do. On impulse, he got on the phone and called up Veld about something he'd put off since his resignation as Chief Commander. Tseng and Sephiroth were too important to continue this way.
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Lucrecia looked at the shady gun runner with a disgusted scowl. "How much? And don't try to cheat. I'm no tourist."
"Ya won dose classy science ladies of ShinRa. I know ya face, gurl. Question be, what ya doin' in a gun shop."
She smiled sweetly. "I just woke up from my nap this evening and hated absolutely everything."
The gun runner lifted his hands innocently. "I dun know ya enuf to have ya hatin' me. I'll give ya a discoun' since I'll probably be seein' dis pretty face again on da news. 4,000 gil and I throw in da ammo for free if ya forget ya pass through here."
She placed a stack of gil notes on the table. "I pass through where now?" she asked, playfully imitating his accent.
"My kinda woman."
"Trust me, you wouldn't want any parts of what I am."
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
"HOLY SHIT!" Sephiroth fell out of his bed and peeked wide eye over the mattress at the people standing in his room…at eight in the morning. Tseng held an expensive looking cake with a large fifteen candle burning atop. He had a placid smile on his face while everyone around him laughed. Vincent helped him up with a deep chuckle. Cid leaned into the room
"Did he have a heart attack?"
"Damn near, Cidney!" Genesis spouted.
"Where the hell did you get that name?" Cid shouted in disgust.
"If the shoe fits, cowboy!" Genesis beamed.
Sephiroth rubbed the sleep from his eyes and his brain begun to process what was happening. Not only were they celebrating his birthday a day light but they were trying to kill him as well.
"What the hell is wrong with you people?"
"Hey! This was totally mild compared to what I asked to do!" Genesis said crossing his arms.
Angeal rolled his eyes. "He wanted to jump out of a cake in a speedo."
Sephiroth's eye twitched at the image. "…that's nasty…"
"Tseng threatened to scar up his face if he did anything of the sort to any cake that he baked."
Sephiroth looked at Tseng who kept his eyes averted but a small rosy blush could be seen on his cheeks. "Well thanks Susie Homemaker!"
"I can throw cake on you if it please you," Tseng growled.
Sephiroth laughed and took the cake from him, placing it on the night stand. He swooped Tseng up and gave him a bone crushing hug. "Thank you, Tseng."
"I don't like pain," Tseng said twitching in his hold. "Put me down."
Sephiroth dropped him on the bed and he grumbled indignantly. Vincent began to bring in his presents with Cid in tow. He ruffled Sephiroth's hair and allowed the boy to start opening presents. Genesis screeched at him to open Angeal's present first until he gave in. All together he's gotten a set of expensive headphones from Angeal that blocked out even Genesis's shrill voice and a bottle of Dumb Apple Wine that Vincent confiscated as soon as it left the wrapping paper, a materia manual and starting material from Tseng who offered to teach him how to use them properly since he only knew theory, a new desktop from Cid who had seen how out of date his laptop was becoming thanks to his constant downloading and such, and finally from Vincent, his first weapon. He stared at the shining katana sword with enchanted eyes. He ran his finger over the lacquered sheath and touched the hilt hesitantly, afraid the eccentric design would crack or be marred. He picked it up carefully and slid it open with restrained excitement, the shine from the blade forced him to squint his eyes. Everyone was quiet as he pulled it out and twirled it. His way of testing it was in no way refined and he was bit clumsy with it but somehow he looked amazing with it. Vincent nodded silently and Tseng watched the motions of the boy with approval.
"It suit you," Tseng said with a slight smile.
Sephiroth sheathed it and tackled Vincent, nearly taking the man off his feet. "Thanks, Vincent!"
"You will have your own sword when you go the SOLDIER cadet camp. You'll succeed better with something that fits you." Vincent watched the boy go back to showing it off to his friends as if he were ten again and fought the pang in his chest. Even Tseng was laughing and saving the cake from Sephiroth's swinging. They were happy and for some reason it made him ache. He wondered how long they would smile like this if everyone kept trying to break into their world. No, he would do what he needed to do to keep their world private from all others. No one else destroy what he'd sweat, bled, and killed to create for them.
Cid's arms encircled his waist. "Ya thinkin' somethin' mighty unpleasant, Vince. Its showin' through."
"How long before my troubles catch up to them?"
"That ain't somethin' you should be losin' sleep over! Its ya kid's birthday! Enjoy it, Vince!"
"My…kid…" Vincent gave a small sad smile. "My kid's birthday?"
"Yep! He's your kid, you earned the right, Vince."
Vincent sighed and leaned against Cid contently. "My kid."
Eventually Sephiroth was allowed to go to out to the beach without penalty a few days later. He and Angeal took turns trying to drown Genesis who had continuously tried to pants them in the water. Tseng stayed on the shore with Vincent, contentedly under the shade of a parasol and a book Vincent had found for him in an antique bookstore. Cid decided to hang around until the week in Costa was over. They all got to see Vincent loosen up in a drinking game with Cid that night in their hotel room. He even allowed them to drink as long as they stayed in the hotel room. Tseng of course refused to taste any of it despite Sephiroth's coaxing. Sephiroth found that the Dumb Apple Wine caused no violent reaction from the Mako in his system. He simply got wasted like the rest of them. Genesis cheered Vincent on while Angeal and Sephiroth refused to believe there was anyone who could intake as much alcohol as Cid. They were on their sixth bottle of Mt Corel Whiskey and had downed a bottle of Grassland Honey before the games even started. Cid had leaned over the table with a red face but lucid eyes; he slammed his palms on the wood with a loud slap. Vincent did the same; you wouldn't be able to tell he had been drinking if the pile of shot glasses and bottles had not been on his side of the table as well as Cid's. They were on level ground and Vincent tossed his hair over his shoulder, a challenging smirk on his face. Cid shook his head, the devil's grin on his face.
"Not this time, ya fuckin' pansy! Ya only got a few years over me and I'll be damned if that make the difference!"
"Come on, Cid. Don't embarrass yourself in front of the kids," Vincent said smoothly.
"Ya tryin' to make a fool out me, Vince and I ain't gonna let ya do it."
"Trust, I don't have to do a damn thing to make a fool out of you."
Genesis poured each of them shot and step back from the sparks. Both of them took their respective shot glasses and Genesis held up a dish rag. He looked between the two of them. Sephiroth and Angeal, as drunk as they were, looked on attentively, positive that Vincent would be on the floor on this last one. Cid lifted his shot and so did Vincent and when the rag came down they both knocked their drinks back fluidly. They slammed their glasses on the table at the same time and glared at each other. Vincent swayed a bit but stayed standing. Cid smirked.
"Losin ya balance eh Vince?"
"The sight of your drunk ass made me a lil sick," Vincent snapped.
Genesis poured another shot and stepped back. He waved the rag and brought it down again watching them knock it back. Hell, he was good and swirling, watching them knock back shot after shot was making him sick. "For the love of the Goddess, how much can you two possible drink? One of you die, already!"
Cid slammed his glass on the table with Vincent and laughed. "HA!" he shouted triumphantly…then promptly fell on the floor. "Shit…"
Genesis face-palmed. "Finally! Vincent is the winner!"
"NO fucking way!" Angeal shouted.
Cid sat up, using the table for support, his words slurring badly. "I let ya win, ya devil eyed sumbitch."
Vincent smirked darkly and snatched the whiskey bottle from Genesis which still had quite a bit of alcohol in it. He tipped it back and poured it down his throat, his Adam's apple never moving as the bottle began to empty. Genesis leaned back mouthing damn. Angeal and Sephiroth sat on the edge of their seats eyes watching the alcohol disappear smoothly. Even Tseng had stopped clearing away shot glasses to stare with a reddened face. The whiskey was gone, the bottle was empty, and Vincent removed it from his mouth and slammed it down on the table. He looked Cid in the eye and licked the rest of the stinging liquid from his lips.
"….that was hot…" Genesis whispered.
Vincent actually giggled. "Let who win, Cidney?"
Cid's eye twitched at the sultry tone. Next thing anyone knew Vincent was being carried out of the hotel room on Cid's shoulder while laughing at absolutely nothing.
"!" Cid slammed the door shut.
They all sat dumbfounded. They looked at each other while Tseng stared at the door with a blank face.
"You know, they are just going to fuck."
The trio slowly turned and looked at Tseng…and burst out laughing.
The vacation continued like this until the week's end came upon them fast. Hojo and Lucrecia had moved on from there to the Golden Saucer leaving everyone in blissful happiness. Sephiroth had pictures loaded onto his computer that he'd promise to make a scrapbook out of for Tseng. It was over too quickly for everyone, especially Vincent. He dreaded returning to the world of machinery and smog air, but he had a bit of new hope. Cid, however, would not be joining them. They would be taking public transit back to Midgar while Cid went on to the Nibel Moutain Range. They stood at the dock while the kids explored the ship they were taking. Cid and Vincent leaned against the harbor railing as both of their respective ships were loaded. Cid lit a cigarette as Vincent put one to his lips. They leaned into each other and Vincent lit his cigarette on Cid's. They smiled around their coffin nails and looked out at the ocean and sky.
"I like ya like this, Vincent," Cid said suddenly.
"Like what?"
"Happy," he took a breath. "I ain't never seen ya like this before. Ya practically glowing now that you let go of being worried all the damn time! Ya had fun, you and Seph and Tseng, y'all connected. You got a family and ya got me!"
Vincent looked at Cid and a slow smile spread to his face. "And I love all of you."
Cid looked off to the side sheepishly. "Don't start makin' plans or anything like that, Vince. I just want ya to know that ya ain't alone and you got people that give a damn if ya breathing. It's just good to see ya smiling like that, like there's something good waiting for ya at home. Dontcha dare let those two quacks ruin it for ya!"
Vincent took the cigarette from Cid's mouth and removed his own. He leaned in and granted the pilot a slow passionate kiss. "Between you and Veld, I don't know who makes my heart waiver more. Goodbye Cid."
"Wait now, you promise me ya gon visit me when things get situated with the space program. They gone be calling the place Rocket Town."
Vincent smiled and began to walk towards the ship. "I'll keep it in my phone."
"Ya better, I'll be callin ya when we get the line up!"
"I'll be waiting with baited breath," Vincent called back playfully.
"See ya, Vince," he waved and ran a hand through his hair. He went to take the cigarette out his mouth only to find it wasn't there. "Dammit, Vince!"
Vincent flicked the stolen cigarette into the water as he boarded the ship. "Sephiroth, Tseng, Genesis, Angeal, Veld, Nobel, Cid, Lucrecia,…now Hojo. I've got to cut down on the people in my life."
The boat ride went smoothly, though Vincent spent most of the time aiding Tseng with his motion sickness. He stayed out over the rail puking his guts out. Vincent held his hair back until nothing was left in the poor kid.
"You're confusing, Tseng. You break man's neck and carve up a Don like a turkey but you lose your lunch when the ocean gets a little rocky at night."
"Go to hell," Tseng wheezed.
"Watch your mouth before I push you overboard."
They passed through Junon where Sephiroth decided it would be fun to through a water balloon at Vincent while he as talking. Vincent had a mouth full of dirty salt water and Sephiroth burned off like a bat out of hell with his friends in tow. He showed them his favorite spot to hide back in the lab days, on top of Junon cannon. They marveled at the sun setting over the harbor, though Angeal had his eyes on the way the sun made Sephiroth's hair practically glow. Genesis watched them both with a fond smile.
"I think this should totally be our place," Genesis suggested.
"Hmm, it's always been mine but I guess I don't mind sharing."
They looked at Angeal who sputtered an uncharacteristic "huh"
"Not even paying attention," Genesis shook his head.
"We said-" BANG! A bullet whizzed past Sephiroth's head. "SHIT! He found us!"
Genesis shrieked when one hit the ground near his foot. "WHY'S HE SHOOTING AT US! WE DIDN'T THROW THE DAMN BALLOON!"
Angeal dodge rolled as a bullet hit the spot he had been in. "Fuck! Where the hell is he?"
"He's fucking sniping us! Run, run, run!" Sephiroth jumped before a bullet could hit him.
"I don't wanna die."
Vincent stood on a platform overlooking the cannon. "Nice, you're natural."
Tseng smirked as he adjusted the sight and took another shot at Genesis. "I get ice cream if I hit loud one's bracelet."
"Careful, don't shoot his hand off."
Tseng squeezed the trigger and Vincent heard Genesis scream.
"AH! My favorite bracelet. That was a bitch move, Daddy Vincent!"
"Dude, shut up and run!"
Vincent looked down at Tseng who sat up with the rifle that was too big for him. He nodded approvingly. "What flavor?"
After things settled down in Junon, they took a ShinRa issued copter across the grasslands and marsh. Vincent rested his eyes with Tseng and Sephiroth leaning against either side of him. Genesis took a quick picture with his disposable and showed how good it looked to Angeal. After a pit stop, Vincent found himself taking a picture of Sephiroth and Genesis sleeping under Angeal snuggly. He saved it in his phone. Tseng took a picture as well for his scrapbook. They all found themselves keeping these memories so that they would not be forgotten.
When the dark city of Midgar came into view, Vincent glowered. Back to the city of blood, money, and mako. He hadn't realized that how much he hated this city until he'd left it. When he had been in Nibelhiem, he admitted that he thought about living there when he was too old to be a Turk. He'd fantasized about being there with Lucrecia at one time and he laughed at himself. He had been so young and naïve. He'd gotten a taste of freedom way out in the backwoods and was ready to get a white picket fence. He was glad to be older and wiser now and knew that with these four under his wing, the fence was impossible. Still, he was content.
"We're home, Vincent," Sephiroth said happily.
"Yeah, we're home, kid."
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Hojo lifted his eyes from his book when Lucrecia stumbled in drunkenly on the arm of a nicely dressed young man giggling. He put the book aside and waited to be noticed. He watched his beautiful wife lock lips with this naïve young buck who figured he'd just picked up a rich cougar. The young man was the first to notice him and had the decency to pull away from her. She frowned and looked at him and scoffed.
"We come to a place and games and I find you locked in your room still. We have one more week, go find you a nice young lady to cheat on me with and let me have fun!"
Hojo rolled his eyes and got up. He cut his cold eyes at the young man and he immediately left the situation without a word. Lucrecia cursed as her source of entertainment retreated. Hojo yanked her away from the door by her arm and slammed the door behind the man. He slung her onto the bed and towered over her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Kanaye?"
"It's two in the morning, Lucrecia, where were you?"
She smiled mockingly. "Oh, you're pulling the scorn lover now. Whats wrong? Couldn't find someone who looked enough like me to bed? Or were you looking for someone like Vincent instead? That's it isn't it? You're not just satisfied with a nice young girl like most men in your field. You have to hand someone willing to get on his hands and knees-"
Hojo back handed her hard enough to flip her from the bed. She landed awkwardly on her shoulder and dislocated. She scrambled away from him and backed herself in the corner. In the eighteen years they had been a part of each other's lives, Hojo had never hit her. Tears welled into her eyes as she touched her mouth and found glowing blood on her fingers. She trembled and she looked up at Hojo with crazed eyes.
"You son of a bitch!"
She clawed her way to her feet inhumanely quickly and slammed Hojo back against the door. He didn't even flinch when his back connected with the wood. She slapped him, her nails clawing his face. He shoved her off, making her stumble backwards. His hand found her neck before she could recover and he slammed her on the bed. He strangled her and she clawed at him struggling to make him let go. Her heeled foot buried into his diaphragm and kicked him off. She balled up her fist and punched him hard his jaw. When his back was turned, she jumped on him used the ungodly strength science had granted her to choke him. Hojo flipped her off him and she landed hard on her bottom. He slung her into the wall and pinned her arm behind her back. She dug her heel into his shin and knocked her head back against his. He stumbled back and she tackled him onto the bed trying to pin him down but he knocked her over and switched their places, holding her down by her neck. The softness of the bed allowed her no leverage so she lay there prone beneath him. She breathed as best she could beneath his grip and he panted above her. His hair was loose with the rubber band hanging low almost lost and his glasses had been knocked away in the scuffle. His hair fell into his face and she found herself staring at the man she'd fallen in love with long ago. Her breathing calmed and she lifted her hand to touch his cheek making his features soften. The hot sting of tears welled into her reddened eyes.
"Kanaye…" she choked. He loosened his grip and she gasped for breath. He made sure she could not gain leverage when he removed his hand from her neck and he laid over her with a frustrated face as she sobbed.
"Nice to see you lucid, Lu," he said gently.
"Where," she hiccupped. "Where are we?"
"We're in the haunted hotel at Golden Saucer."
"We're…we're on vacation. Right," she sniffled and looked up at him tiredly. "Kanaye…what's happening to me?"
"You're falling off the deep end my dear," he said casually. "We have to get you help. We need to get back to the labs before she kills us both."
She clawed her head and shut her eyes arching. "She's so loud! Kanaye please! Make her stop!"
Hojo pressed his mouth forcefully to hers and she fought. She screamed into his mouth and clawed at him to make him get off until the fight drained out of her. She cried into the kiss and pulled her down to him pressing their bodies together. Hojo knew what she needed to break her away from the madness. She needed familiarity and because he couldn't help but love this treacherous siren, he would give her anything she needed to make her better. When she began to respond, he held her close to him and began unzipping her dress. Her hands tore at the buttons of his shirt and tugged the rubber all the way out. His hair fell over his shoulder in loose waves reminding her of Vincent's softer than silk hair. She kissed his jaw which had long since healed and raked her hands over the well built chest he hid beneath those stuffy clothing. He worked out enough to stay fit and fast so that his health would not deteriorate. Everything her beloved did was out of necessity. Sadly, she thought as he slid her dress off her body, even this.
"I…I still love you Kanaye…"
He looked at her with those deep obsidian eyes, his Wutai features fiercely visible now that his hair was set free. A ghost of a smile came to his face and he kissed her forehead. "You are more trouble than you've ever been worth. I wonder why I love you."
She smiled sadly and hugged him close, kissing him. "Just please, Kanaye. Don't leave me. Don't let her turn me against you. Not you."
He nodded, knowing he meant none of it. She could say all she wished, but the dreaded she played on desires and schemes that were already present in the mind. Lucrecia didn't understand that she was not being controlled by an overbearing entity, but by the power of suggestion and her own evil. She would be the same by the time the sun rose and he would have had enough of it.
Hojo stood on the balcony a cigarette in his mouth. He glanced back at his sleeping wife, the artificial lights of the Golden Saucer illuminating her perfect skin and beautiful curves. The cover was pulled up to her waist while the rest was covered by his shirt. She was just so very beautiful, made men weak in her very presence, but Hojo had was done. He would find away to cure both their minds and then he would leave her to her whims and wiles. He flicked the cigarette bud out the window and went to light another. He flicked his lighter hearing a click that was too loud to be the small metal lighter.
"You've forsaken me, Kanaye."
Hojo whipped around too late as the shot caught him in the side and he flew off the balcony to the fake graves below. He saw her watching him as he fell. He could only think one thing and even his head he sounded annoyed. God dammit! He landed on his back with a sickening crunch and Lucrecia left the window. She packed her things quickly. She was gone in less than thirty minutes.
People gathered around Hojo who slowly opened his eyes. The feminine whispers buzzed in his head and he groaned at the headache. Someone was asking if he was alright and swatted at them. He sat up and his back cracked painfully as bones realigned. He let out a pained cry and latched on to the nearest thing, a concerned woman. He breathed heavily and cried out until all the shifting and healing was done. Self healing was more painful than a Cure3. He released the frightened young woman and stood on his own, swaying a bit. He declined offers to call for help and walked back to the hotel. When he made his way to his room, he found the door adjar and all of Lucrecia's things gone. Groaning, he took the time to dig the buller out his side with one of the steak knives from his room service dinner earlier. He throw it angrily at the wall. He picked up his cigarettes off the balcony and leaned against a wall. He lit up and inhaled deeply.
"Fuck…" he exhaled.
A/N: Lol, Hojo and Lucrecia are fucked up. Ah well, at least they love each other…I guess. How many of you have sympathy for her and how many of you think "That bitch is fucking NUTS! She die now!" Depending on your answers will decide how badly she goes out in this story. Fun right? I will say we have two more chapters just to be safe then we'll go on to the small time skip where we introduce Cloud and everything falls apart. If it turned out to be one then Kudos on my ability to not drag things out, if not, be happy I provide fun filler.
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