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Snow Day	By : Zerachiel Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Sephiroth Views: 7487 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 7 in any way shape or form and there is no way in hell i am making any money off this it's purely for fun and my own enjoyment

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AN: warning this chapter is pure Angst! Why? Cause we need some drama in the story.. sorry I'm a drama whore. Pure comedy is just a little on the boring side to me.. we need chapters that show the other side of being a "young adult"

This is my first ever full POV chapter so please be kind, this is also kind of a song fic.. considering I have been listening to nelly's "just a dream" and Nickleback's "saving me" as I write this

Warning: thoughts of suicide/ depression / naughty words aka all around dark chapter you have been warned

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Snow day: Silent Sacrifice

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My friend, the fates are cruel. There are no dreams, no honor remains.

100….110…..120….130…

Raising my eyes from the speedometer under me, I only had a split second to dodge the bumper of the truck before I became its newest bug splatter. Gripping the throttle tighter I gunned the engine once more, the vibrations rushing up through my legs into my back. Normally this would have thrilled me, but today..

230….240…..260…

I barely saw the vehicles as I raced around them, it was rush hour and packed but I didn't care. Gunning the engine more I watched fascinated as the speedometer kept climbing up into the red, the engine growling in protest of being pushed to its limits.

I didn't care though.

How many times as I swerved around cars along this highway that I wondered how quick it would be to simply turn the wheel and throw myself into the divider. Would the pain stop then? Or would I continue to feel this pain even as my soul becomes one with the life stream?

My grandmother always used to tell me when I was a child that 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.' If that was true why did it feel like my heart was shattering?

How stupid can I be? How many years have I been with that man, seeing how he becomes after mako injections with that sick twisted freak that dared to call himself a professor. I blinked back tears that were once more threatening to spill from my eyes.

I should have known the minute I stepped into his bedroom what was happening, Seph always becomes overly aggressive after mako injections, almost to the point of abusive. He always said hurtful things during these little rants of his, but this time.. this time…

My vision started to blur with unshed tears, I couldn't block out his voice..those hurtful words.

"You fucking reek of another man, what's wrong slut couldn't even go on a weeklong mission without finding someone to fuck… don't give me that bull shit, you're a fucking whore get the hell out of my sight, I'm likely to contract something from your diseased ass.."

Was that really what you thought of me Seph? That I am nothing more than a filthy whore? Were all those years of sneaking around Shinra, whispering how much we loved each other, sneaking into un-occupied offices and conference rooms between meetings when we were too busy to even get to spend the night in each other's arms nothing to you?

I gave you everything I could, my heart my body.. my soul.

280…290…..

The bike was fully redlined; no doubt the engine would start to tear apart soon. Even though I knew that this bike wasn't mine, knew what would happen when Seph realized I had destroyed his precious bike I still could not bring myself to care.

The sirens had long since stopped, the safety officers no longer able to follow me in the thick traffic of people trying to make their way home to their loved ones. I had lost them way back in sector 2, no doubt they were simply waiting back for me to return. That was the only drawback to a city with a single round highway, eventually no matter how far you ran you would always end up back where you started.

Yes I could admit that I was running, running from the pain that was racking my body and mind. Not even my precious LOVELESS could stop the pain no matter how often I recited it in my head. No instead it just sounded bitter and mocking, as if it's words were truly coming to life right now..

A new vibration ripped down my leg, this one almost constant since I ran from the apartment only the goddess knows how long ago. It was probably Angeal, he always was a mother chocobo with me.. how much longer would he continue to call? Would he give up just like Seph had, would Cloud?

A bitter laugh bubbled up into my throat, why the hell should anyone give two shits about me? The loud mouthed, arrogant egotistical ass hole.

The traffic was getting thicker now, the cars moving at a crawl as we reached the sector 6 plate. Two more plates and I would be right back where I had started, maybe this time I could cut across and hit the ramp down to the slums. Fuck the guard I would just blow through the gate just like I had at Shinra, maybe than I could just hit the waste and keep going..but to where?

I couldn't return to my home, no my parents would just inform Shinra I was there. I would be a deserter… a dishonor to my family name.

Looking back up I should have seen this coming, in a way I had. How many times over the past as we sped through between cars on the white lines had a car door been thrown open on us? I watched as the cars only one car length in front of me threw its driver's side door open. My fingers instinctively reached for the hand break, no.. there was no way even If I slammed on the back break as hard as I could would I stop in time. Curling my fingers back around the leather grip I could hear the leather of my gloves crinkling with the movement.

I love you Sephiroth.. even if you don't love me anymore..I'm sorry.

There is no hate, only joy

For you are beloved by the goddess

Hero of the dawn, healer of worlds

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul

Pride is lost

Wings stripped away, the end is nigh

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Pain..white blinding pain.

"hey! Are you okay?"

No you fucking moron I'm far from alright, I lost one of my best friends and lover. Feeling fingers moving across my face I forced my eyes open.

"He's alive!" a face appeared in my line of sight, a young man as white as a ghost as he looked at me. His brown eyes were wide with horror as they swept over me.

"Stay still, your injured really bad. It's a damn miracle that your even alive.." he moved from my vision allowing me a brilliant view of the underside of a car across from me. I could feel the cold asphalt under me, at least through my shredded arms. Seph's bike lay a hundred or so feet away flames licking at what was left of the mangled metal. A car door lay under it twisted around the front tire. So it had sheared right off, just like that time going to the play. Pulling my eyes away from the mangled metal I managed to look at where I had come from, a good five car length down I could see the car that had thrown the door open. Several young women were standing staring at him with horrified eyes and tears running unchecked down their cheeks.

My body was on fire; never in all my years of battles, being thrown across rooms, stabbed.. you name it I had never felt pain like this before. My back hurt the worst, beyond that…

I felt my whole brain freeze as panic started to rise in me. I couldn't feel anything bellow my mid back! A shuddering breath left my throat; I could taste that tangy metallic of my own blood in my throat. Calm down… I've broken my back before; my mastered cure would be able to fix even a fully severed spine.

I needed to get a hold of someone..anyone.. pulling my burning arm off the asphalt I tried not to look at the destroyed leather that was clinging to it in shreds, or the torn skin dripping blood on to the asphalt bellow.

"Hey don't move.." it was a gentle voice from somewhere behind me that sounded strangely familiar. Soft fingers I hadn't realized before were supporting my neck keeping it in one place. Fingers gently combed through my hair pulling bloody strands back away from my face. Honestly it felt nice, Gillian used to do the same to Angeal and myself when we were children and we were hurt.

"I can't get anyone from Shinra, the lines are all busy." The man reappeared in my vision, kneeling down he placed a hand on my face. His touch we gentle and the look of horror had been replaced with concern. "Genesis, do you know where you are?" of course I knew where I was.. I was half way wedged under a car with an obvious broken back and road rash from hell.

I tried to open my mouth to try and tell this imbecile off, only it would not move. Pain shot clear up into my head causing tears to build in my eyes once more.

"I don't think he can talk, Genesis.. do you think you can write?" the man looked behind me before quickly standing up and rushing to the car I was half pinned under. Goddess why are you doing this to me? Was shattering my heart not enough, you had to wrack my body with this pain..

I could see it around the edges of my sight, blackness crawling in to take over me. Blessed blackness, peace.. that was all I wanted now. I just wanted to escape this pain.

Those gentle fingers were still combing through my hair keeping my attention on the world around me instead of the bit of blackness I wished to consume me. "you'll be alright, we'll get you help." The woman behind me said softly, she had to be a mother. Only a mother would be here cradling my head talking so softly and warmly, any other would be like the dumb shits that I could now see crowding around me with horror filled eyes and crying loudly.

The man returned into my vision and set a large pad of paper down next to my hand, thankfully it was my writing hand. A large almost sharpie type marker was gently pressed into my raw hand, I was thankful that it felt like I hadn't broken any of the bones there.

"Genesis, do you know where you are?" that question again.. god I hated when people asked that question, though I knew why they were. They were making sure I wasn't a brain dead imbecile lying here bleeding to death.

While my fingers may not have been broken, it was obvious from the pain shooting up into my shoulder from my wrist that my wrist in fact was. Gritting my teeth I managed to scribble out a horrible looking 'yes' across the yellow pad of paper.

"Do you have anyone we can contact? Shinra won't answer any number even the emergency line."

There were several people I knew, come on brain think.. who the hell could I call that wouldn't instantly freak out and would actually get something done. There was only one man I could think of, but I couldn't give out his personal cell..

'Phone right from pocket, Tseng' I wrote out internally wincing at how horrible it looked as it slanted horribly and was covered with dirt and blood from my hand.

Glancing at the paper the man nodded and moved so that he was lying in the steadily growing pool of my own blood and shoved my jacket aside and reached into my front pocket. It was surreal seeing him reaching into the tight leather of my pants but not being able to feel it.

The man finding the phone pulled back out but remained kneeling next to me. He quickly flipped through the phone obviously finding what he was looking for and held it up to his ear.

The phone clicked after only a ring, that was unlike Tseng.. he never picked up that fast.

"Genesis! Where the hell are you? Angeal and Cloud have been trying to contact you for hours!" oh Tseng was pissed! I have only heard him raise his voice a few times through the entire time I have known the Wutai man, most of those were cause they did something really stupid.. like driving nearly 300 on a stolen bike around Midgar and crashing into a car door and being pinned under another...

"Is this Tseng?" the man asked nervously, Tseng on a good day was intimidating.. he was downright scary when that famous temper of his kicked in.

"Who is this? Why do you have Commander Rhapsodos phone?" and just like that the Turk was back, I couldn't help the small chuckle that bubbled up into my throat, along with hot blood. Tseng would never change.

"Please, Genesis is hurt really bad. We've been trying to contact Shinra emergency but the lines are busy.."

"Where are you." Tseng cut in, his voice void of all emotion.

"Sector 5 highway nearly to the sector 6 construction."

"Watch for a Shinra Helicopter.. make it obvious when you see us." And the line went dead; I knew Tseng had to be racing through the building by now. I knew, if I did not die from blood loose by the time the helicopter got here I would be the minute Tseng stepped from the craft.

Closing my eyes I willed the tears to stay back, maybe it would be best if I did die now… I wouldn't be able to return to the apartment. Angeal, Zack might welcome me back..but Cloud may not. Sephiroth.. no there was no way he was going to welcome me back. I would be surprised if my room wasn't already packed and waiting outside the apartment door for me.

"Genesis, sweetheart stay awake for us." I wished I could see who was behind me, she was sweet and kind. Her fingers moved from my hair to run gently over my upturned arm only to lace her fingers with mine holding the torn flesh with a gentleness I had not expected.

"Storm Cloud would be very upset if we lost you." Storm Cloud..i felt my eyes widening on their own, the breath catching in my chest. Forcing myself past the pain I managed to crack my jaw open with a sickening crack.

"Mrs….Stri…"

"Shhh sweet heart, don't talk.. but yes. It's good to see you again, even if you are a little beat up." Mrs. Strife moved her fingers from mine once more returning them to my hair. "You'll be alright little one, we'll make sure of that." Her voice was just as soft as I remembered it, and just as full of compassion. Cloud was lucky to have a loving mother like her.

I don't know how long I lay there listening to her soft voice telling me stories of my Cloud's childhood, it was a blessing though as it pulled my mind away from the bitterness and black that was threatening to envelope it. It had been absolute dumb luck that she had been in the van only on the other side of the wrecked car I slammed into. She and the movers had just arrived in Midgar and were heading for sector 8 where she would be living now.

I heard them long before I felt the wash of the rotor. Mrs. Strife was keeping my head from moving but even from my position lying on the ground I could make out the massive Shinra helicopter streaking towards us.

The man that had also been talking to me, trying to keep me conscious stood and pulled his bright yellow jacket from his body and began to wave it in the air. Well Tseng did say to make it obvious, can't get much more obvious then a bright yellow workers jacket being waved around in the middle of a bunch of rubber neckers. Some constructions workers that had come to see what was going on had managed to clear a spot for the massive craft to land not far from us.

Dread filling my stomach and my vision blurring as I watched the massive black helicopter fly over head towards the open spot. Picking up the pen once more I wrote out 'I'm so fucking dead…Tseng's going to murder me..right here..right now'

Mrs. Strife bent over me slightly and giggled softly pressing a kiss to my bloody forehead. "Don't worry Genesis, I'll make sure he behaves himself." Oh I had no doubt about that, she was a strong woman to have raised Cloud all by herself in that hell they called a village.

The sound of quick footfalls quickly reached my ears, lifting my eyes as best I could well shined shoes appeared in my vision followed seconds later by Tseng as he knelt down in front of me. Those beautiful black eyes were shinning with horror as they swept over me. "Genesis…"

I saw Rude sweep past him heading for the wreckage of Sephiroth's bike Reno only steps behind him. "Genesis.. what drove you to this?" I pulled my attention back onto the man in front of me. I wanted to shake my head but Cloud's mothers fingers kept me from doing that. "We think his jaw is broken Tseng." She said softly her fingers never once ceasing their movements through my hair.

Pulling his PHS out Tseng quickly dialed someone, but I couldn't hear him anymore. My vision was getting darker with each passing second. I'm sorry Tseng..

I saw horror pass through those beautiful eyes as he dropped to his knee's once more before my whole world went black..

Even if the morrow is barren of promises

Nothing shall forestall my return

To become the dew that quenches the land

To spare the sands, the seas, the skies

I offer thee this silent sacrifice

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Beep…..beep…beep…..beep…beep..beep…beep

Will someone shut that infernal thing off! Wait.. beeping? Why wasn't I hearing voices, why wasn't I feeling fingers through my hair anymore. Keeping my eyes closed I started to run through a metal check list, I tried curling my toes. Instantly pain ripped through my legs and up into my spine. Well.. that's been healed, fuck I kind of wish I was still numb.

If I was healed that means I'm in the hospital.. or I'm dead and grandma is poking me in the foot with her knitting needles again. I'm starting to lean towards hospital with that infuriating beeping, oh what I would give to just blast it out through the nearest window.

Okay legs in working order.. I hope. Twitching my fingers slightly I felt them enclosed in a strong grip, strong enough to hold onto them but not strong enough to hurt the still ripped flesh. I could feel the skin knitting together but they were still raw. Wondering if it was Cloud's mother still with me I slowly pried my eyes open well one at least, the other I could feel something covering it.

The room was dark thankfully, the shades drawn and the lights turned off, only the lights from the machines to my right illuminated the room. I was propped up slightly on several pillows, several I knew were not hospital issue they were too damn comfortable to be Shinra hospital issue. Looking out with the only eye I could see out of I couldn't help but feel something deep in my shattered heart stirring.

Angeal was fast sleep in a large chair next to the shaded windows; he was more unshaven then normal and had dark circles under his eyes. Zack the puppy was currently keeping up with his name sake somehow managing to be curled up at the foot of my bed; he was a little more kept up but was starting to sport a 5 o'clock shadow. Against the far wall curled up under a hospital blanket in his own chair was a head of spiky blond hair.

If those three were there.. who was holding my hand? I was almost afraid to know, there was no way it could be who I thought it was. Steeling my nerves I glanced down without moving my head, I almost wished I hadn't.

Seph… I felt my heart shattering but for a different reason this time. The man looked like hell, his long silver hair was dull with neglect, it was lank and almost stringy looking. He was asleep sitting in a chair by my bedside, his head resting on the bed with my hand clasped in his own directly in front of him. His eyes were red and puffy with dark circles under them. Oh Seph…

Hearing movement from across the room I looked over just in time to be met with brilliant blue of the man that had been by my side since I could remember. Silently Angeal stood from his chair and moved over to my side, those sad / relieved eyes never once leaving mine.

"Welcome back.." he said softly, his voice low enough I could hear but it would not wake the others. My throat felt like I had sandpaper ripped through it so I didn't dare talk, instead forcing a very weak smile to my friend. I knew once Angeal was no longer worried I would be in for the lecture of my life.

Reaching out he gently trailed his hands through my hair. "You scared all of us nearly to death Gen, you've been asleep for almost two weeks. Seph hasn't left your side more than enough time to jump in a five minute shower."

I turned my eyes away willing the old pain to stay back, I really wished he would let go of my hand already.

"Gen.. he's been tearing himself apart with what happened. Hojo did something to the mako this time with him, you should have heard what he was saying to all of us after you left. We had to call the labs to come sedate him till the effects wore off.."

Sephiroth… I felt myself looking back to my lover, was it really the mako this go around that was making you say such awful things.

"Cloud got something similar; Seph accused him of sleeping around with Zack and Reno of all people. Your little blonds a firecracker." Angeal chuckled slightly leaning in and wrapping his arms around me hugging me gently. "Genesis..i'm glad your alright." Pulling back slightly he pushed the hair away from my face, "Tseng is pushing for you to be released back to the apartment, we know how much you hate it here."

He was right, I detested hospitals. If they didn't release me after a few days I would break myself out and hide for a few weeks till I was all better. Wonderful thing that mako was, it was probably the only thing that saved my sorry hide this time. Hell I know it was the only thing that saved my ass… nearly 300 MPH and slamming into asphalt and cars, any normal person would have been dead.

Pulling back all the way Angeal leaned over me his fingers gently running through Sephiroth's silver hair. Seph started some and slowly very dull green eyes blinked open, they were nearly as blood shot as the lids that covered them this was probably one of the only times he had managed to actually sleep.

"Angeal?" his eyes were unfocused almost lost looking like he didn't know where he was. "He's awake Seph.." Angeal said softly and moved back from the bed.

It was almost comical watching the stoic general's eyes going wide and head whipping around to look at me. Those eyes if at all possible seemed to dim even more as they looked up into my own, slowly the man uncurled himself from his chair and moved to stand beside the head of my bed, his hand never once leaving mine.

"Genesis..i'm so sorry.." I couldn't help it, I stared up at him dumbly slowly blinking. Did Sephiroth seriously just apologize to me? Sephiroth doesn't EVER apologize for his words, he may say he is sorry if like at Cloud's house he breaks a plate but that about it. "I know, I can never ask for forgiveness for what I said. I don't even know what I said other than a few things I remember and what Cloud has told me." He was sincere; you could see it in his eyes. I knew he wouldn't remember much of it, I barely did when I got my monthly mako injections only way I knew what happened was because Angeal loved to video tape me making a complete fool of myself streaking down the cadet barracks singing jimmy crack corn…

I needed to ask though, to know for sure if what he said was what he really felt. Okay come on brain function..make the jaw work.. work damn you! HAHA! Will power for the win mother fucker! Yeah my brains a scary place, I think most people would die of shock if I actually did half the shit that went through it.

"Is that really how you think of me? Just a slut and a whore?" I saw Angeal flinch from the corner of my eyes and Sephiroth looked like I just kicked him in the nuts. Which I might add is NOT a good idea, he will drop for all of three seconds before he came to take off your nuts. I know cause I watched a cadet run for his very life when he accident did that to the man many years ago.

Wait brain.. yowho! FOCUS! Okay they must have drugged me I feel like I'm fucking high off my ass. I glanced over really fast as Sephiroth was trying to find his voice to the IV bag that was feeding into my arm. Yep.. sure enough there was a delayed Fenanyl drip that had just activated, fuck you! You had to fucking kick in when I'm trying to be serious with my lover..god damn modern medicine.

Hearing Sephiroth I turned back to him, I was already floating on cloud nine at the moment honestly the man could say yes that I was just a whore and a slut to him and I would still fuck his brains out.

"Genesis, I never have ever thought of you as any of those. I honestly don't know what made me say any of those things." His grip tightened on mine and he looked so close to crying again. "As long as I'm not a whore to you…ohh pretty lights.."

Oh I was floating right now, I could SOOOOOOO get used to this.

"Medicine must have kicked in." I heard Angeal mutter beside me. I didn't hear much after that, hell I don't even remember falling asleep….

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"Has he woken up?" Sephiroth turned from where he was brushing Genesis hair back and looked over seeing Tseng moving into the room. While the four of them had been able to tell SOLDIER to and I quote 'go fuck themselves' Tseng had been unable being the director and had to return to work every day. He would return to the hospital when he was off and curl up on one of the many chairs that had been brought into the room and sleep here keeping watch over the auburn first.

"He did for a few minutes, but the meds kicked in and knocked him back out." Angeal moved over to his pupil and gently rubbed his head. Slowly the young 1st stirred and pushed himself up, "What's going on Angeal?"

"Genesis woke up for a bit, he seems to be alright." A small smile split Zack's lips as he looked over to the once more sleeping 1st. honestly Genesis looked horrible, though that was a step up from when he first saw him nearly two weeks ago.

The doctors had been shocked he was still alive when he was brought in. the group actually saw Genesis well before he ever arrived to the hospital.

God he could still remember that like it was yesterday, he had been sitting on the couch after his own attempt at getting a hold of Genesis when Angeal's phone rang. It had been Tseng saying they knew where he was and were heading out to get him.

It was only a minute or so later that his own phone went off. Wondering what the hell it could be he flipped open and saw a new post in the red leather fan-club.

Being the curious puppy he was figuring it had something to do with Genesis flight from the apartment he opened it up and instantly felt like he was going to throw up. It was a picture of the accident scene, Genesis lying in a pool of his own blood was partially under a car which had a whole side of it concaved in. No doubt that is where Genesis struck breaking his back in four different places.

A young blond he been cradling his head and he could see Genesis eyes were open and sharp, a young construction worker had been kneeling in the blood next to him seeming to be talking to him. Keeping his stomach where it belonged he read what the poster said.

'some fucking bitch threw her door open as our Genesis was racing down between traffic, he's awake and responding as best he can, we've all tried contacting Shinra but the man in yellow managed to get a hold of someone named Song through Genesis phone.. please hurry Song.'

It was pretty obvious they were talking about Tseng, it was pretty normal for people to call him that if they simply heard his name without seeing the man was Wutainese.

Angeal had seen him going pale and snatched the phone from him, he in turn had gone deathly pale and was racing out the door without a single word to them. They had all (minus Sephiroth who was still sedated in his room) been waiting in the hospital waiting room when they wheeled Genesis in from the helipad.

Zack couldn't remember how long they waited out there for him, long enough that Sephiroth had woken up and called wondering where the hell they were. They hadn't told him, simply to come down to the hospital waiting room they would explain than.

Tsang had been in the room with them covered nearly head to toe in Genesis blood, he had been slumped down in the chair smoking like a damn chimney stack his dark eyes haunted and not really looking at anything.

A couple people that were brave enough to approach him about smoking in a none smoking area were quickly met with the ultimate Turk death glare. This glare could send Seph running for the hills with his tail between his legs calling out for mommy. One doctor actually had some balls on him to order Tseng to leave the hospital for the rest of the night.

Yeah.. the doctor had found himself staring down not only that glare but the barrel of Tseng's .45 1911. "If one more fucking person tells me I can't smoke in here, their blood will be joining the ones already staining my uniform." Oh yes remind Zack to NEVER piss Tseng off.

Sephiroth had arrived not long after and he seemed to know what was going on well before anyone told him. He demanded to know where Genesis was and to let him see him, it was when they told him what happened that the man broke down saying over and over again it was his fault.

The next nearly two weeks almost none of them left the room other than to shit, shower and shave. Though it took a mule and a crane to pry Sephiroth away from the bed even for a shower, he had barely eaten this entire time as well and it was showing.

"Seph, when was the last time you ate?" Tseng asked moving around to look at his little brother better, Vincent had been in a few times during the night but for the most part stayed hidden away in Tseng's apartment. It was normally during those times when Vincent did show up is when they could pry Seph from the bed and get him to do normal activities, such as eating.

Sephiroth shrugged still clutching to Genesis hand tightly, he didn't know if Gen believed him or not.

"Now that we know he will wake up again, we need to get you taken care of. You are no good to him smelly and starving."

"If you get him washed I'll run out and pick up some actual food for us all." Zack bounced off the bed and stretched his back popping loudly. Angeal had moved over and was filling Cloud in on what was going on, the blond had taken this almost as hard as Sephiroth had. Though they had quickly learned their little blond had a temper to rival Tseng's and Genesis.

Oh he had LAID into Sephiroth when he had started going off on him during his mako fueled rage. Cloud had pretty well been ignoring him sitting on the couch reading one of his mechanic magazines working on a new bike design he had been commissioned to do by one of the Turks. Sephiroth though hated to be ignored during these rages and he started in calling him a whore and a slut that slept with anything with two legs and a hole, even going so far as to say he fucked Zack and Reno and was now making a move on his big brother.

Cloud had calmly closed his magazine, put his pencil and sketch pad down and moved over to Sephiroth. Faster than any of them had ever seen someone moved Cloud kneed him in the nuts, drove his face into his knee and kicked him clear across the room smashing into the dining table and smashing it to bits. The little blond than proceeded to chew him a new ass hole yelling almost like Zack's old Gunnery Sergeant from his cadet days.

It had been funny as hell until Sephiroth summoned Masamune to his hands, now it had just turned deadly. Hojo did something to the mix again this time for Sephiroth to get this violent.

Thankfully this wasn't the first time freaky doctor had fucked with the mako and so they had a bunch of sedatives on hand that would knock him down enough for a lab tech to get their ass up there and administer the big one.

Pulling himself from the room Zack headed off for where his bike was to head out and pick up some good Wutai takeout. No one had told Sephiroth that his bike was totaled; they were hoping that the new bike would be in before he realized his was gone.

Pulling himself onto the bike he gunned it and headed up towards the checkpoint, they had already repaired it from where Genesis had blow through smashing the arm that came across the drive. Handing the Turk his ID he let his mind wander back to what Rude had told them all.

They had been sitting in the waiting room before Sephiroth called waiting on word when Rude came in to give Tseng the report.

The girls he said that were in the car that threw open the door were all drunk having been coming back to their home in sector 7 from a week long bachelorette party in sector 5. They had tried lying saying they were coming from sector 2 seeing family, but well.. sector 2 is the training fields /barracks for the infantry and SOLDIER /SOLDIER cadets so yeah that one didn't fly to well.

The driver, which just happened to be the lucky bride to be in a few days had been getting frustrated with not getting home in time for her makeup appointment, she had seen the blur behind them in the rearview mirror and had started bitching about people on bikes being able to white line. Her drunken friends had then pushed her into throwing the door open on the person saying it was fun to watch them face plant into a car as they slammed on the breaks.

Being drunk of her ass as well the girl had no problem throwing the door open, that was until they watched the door sheer off and they watched the crimson figure skidding along the ground and slamming into the car five in front of them. They were even more horrified as they realized they had just threw the door open on the Crimson Commander, all of them were in his fan club.

Nerveless to say, miss bride to be is still waiting for her big day, which at this point might probably be never. She is sitting in the Shinra jail awaiting trial on attempted vehicular homicide among many other charges the Turks dropped her with. One of many was paying for the General's new bike which was not a cheap endeavor. His bike was the one thing Sephiroth had poured a lot of his well earned gil into, the bike as it was had over 2 mil gil put into it.

Sighing Zack ignored the looks he was getting as he was sitting at the light, this was turning out to be a hell of a month.

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