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Snow Day	By : Zerachiel Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Sephiroth Views: 7487 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Snow day: General and a Turk

Eyes slammed shut, hands bracing for impact; he was going to die he knew it. The vehicle lurched to a bone crunching stop the force throwing the young Turk into his safety harness hard enough to bruise ribs.
Slamming back into his seat Tseng slowly opened his eyes trembling hands slowly pushed his long hair from his face. Thankfully the airbags had deployed and prevented him from flying face first into the dash board of the black Shinra car.
"Damn it!" a large had hit the steering wheel hard enough to dent it. Rubbing his poor abused chest Tseng looked over to the small sixteen year old cursing up a pretty storm in the driver's seat; who's bright idea was it that a sixteen year old needed to learn how to drive!
Oh yeah that fool Heidegger, he insisted that all SOLDIER know how to drive the appropriate Shinra military vehicles. Of course the fat fuck wasn't willing to teach the young SOLDIER himself and none of the other SOLDIER dared to take on the temperamental child star of SOLDIER.
Sephiroth was going through the final stages of puberty, fluctuating hormones coupled with mako made for some very interesting interactions. There was only one man that seemed to have any control over the young teen.. yep guess who.
Groaning Tseng let his head hit the headrest eyes falling shut, he was going to have some serious bruises on his chest tonight. Sephiroth was very impulsive when driving and very aggressive, so far they had crashed eighteen Shinra vehicles and that was just in the past hour. Reaching into his pocket Tseng pulled out his PHS and flipped through the options; finding the one that would save his poor abused chest he quickly selected it.
Leaning back a soft sigh of relief left his lips as he watched the car around them disintegrate back into the VR room codes that had created it.
"Tseng we're not done!" opening his eyes Tseng looked over to the young teen currently glaring death at him. "Yes we are, get your bag your guardians have agreed that you may come over again." He mentally snorted, oh yes his guardians had no problem dropping Sephiroth into his lap every night. The young silver demon because of everything going on had been throwing temper tantrums and destroying Hojo's precious lab every chance he got.
Moving over towards the door Tseng grabbed his laptop and jacket throwing the latter over his arm and walked out into the hallway. 'Leviathan give me strength..' Sephiroth during his little PMS states were testing even his limitless patience. Leaning up against the wall he sighed really wanting to light up at the moment but didn't need Veld coming down on his ass about smoking in the building again.
"Good afternoon commander." Opening his eyes Tseng looked over seeing two SOLDIER moving down the hallway, both were in the purple uniform of a 2nd class. 'Angeal Hewley and Genesis Rhapsodos, the first two Jenova experiments..hmm this should be interesting.'
He had heard about Sephiroth wiping the training room floor with Genesis five months ago, fuck the minute Rude told him about it Tseng had raced into the security room and found the video; Genesis Rhapsodos was very well known for being an egotistical little ass.
Since that day Sephiroth had been too busy with school work and SOLDIER missions that the two wouldn't have seen him. This was going to be very interesting indeed.
In the five months since that encounter Sephiroth had grown to what they suspected his full adult height was going to be. The small boy had shot up to an impressive 6'1", while still a little unsure about the sudden height change Sephiroth had embraced the longer stride and greater reach. He had lost the childish roundness of his face giving him the more chiseled soft planes of a heart shaped face. The mako in his body increased the growth of his muscles causing the man to fill out more losing the last little bit of baby fat that had been stubbornly hanging on. The final and biggest difference was his voice, the soft tenor he had since he was able to talk had dropped to a low baritone that had the secretaries melting in their chairs.
"Sergeant Hewley, Sergeant Rhapsodos." Tseng greeted giving them a minimal nod of the head; Turks and SOLDIER didn't have the best working relations. Even though they were all under the same department there was always a strong rivalry between the two branches so far only Sephiroth and Tseng had been able to breech that division.
"What has a Turk haunting the SOLDIER VR rooms?" Genesis asked pushing his auburn hair back behind his ear. Tseng motioned towards the still closed VR door, "I have been drafted in teaching a member of SOLDIER how to drive."
Genesis snorted looking to the door wondering who the poor sucker was that didn't know how to drive. That was one of the very first things Angeal and he had done when they turned eighteen and could learn legally (though Angeal already knew thanks to his father).
Hearing the VR door open Tseng unconsciously moved to the side in case a fire ball came hurtling through the door; wouldn't be the first time. Thankfully no fireball came through the door, just an exhausted dejected looking kitten.
Not paying the two startled SOLDIERs any mind Sephiroth moved over to his big brother and threw his arms around him slumping against him. Grunting Tseng tried desperately to keep his knees from buckling under the sudden extra weight attached to his front.
"Seph, you're not eight anymore you can't hang on me like this."
"Hush niisan, I want a soda."
"What makes you think you deserve a soda?" Tseng managed to push the young teen up so he was no longer resting all of his weight on him. Stepping back Sephiroth pushed his bangs behind his ear grinning impishly, "I didn't kill you?"
Angeal looked over to his friend and gently nudged him seeing he was staring opened mouthed at their General. He had to admit it was startling seeing the difference five months had made with the General; no wonder the SOLDIER secretaries were all drooling over him.
And it looked like they weren't the only ones.
"Excuse my intrusion General, commander. But if you need assistance I can help, I mean I taught this one to drive when all the instructors gave up on him." Angeal pointed to Genesis when both Tseng and Sephiroth looked at him.
Genesis flushed a brilliant shade of red and ducked his head, he couldn't help it seeing the now drop dead sexy man in front of him was making him feel like a school girl with a crush.
"Really now?" Tseng tilted his head to the side slightly; it was obvious Angeal had not been around the SOLDIER floor enough to hear the horror stories of Sephiroth. Sliding his eyes over to Sephiroth he fought back an impish grin, you know he might just have to let these two handle Seph for a while.
"Alright, I assume you are familiar with the VR room?" he motioned with his head towards the VR room. "Yes commander," Angeal was smiling gently as he regarded the General; Sephiroth had been watching them curiously. It was nice to actually see emotion on the boys face; when they had first met him he had been cold and emotionless, even in the fight with Genesis he was cold.
"Alright, you got an hour before we have to vacate the VR room. Sephiroth, remember there is no rank in there treat Sergeant Hewley with the respect you show any Sensei."
Sephiroth nodded throwing his long hair back over his shoulder, "Course Niisan, I won't dishonor you." He bowed low to his big brother and headed back into the VR room. Ever since his first tour in Wutai Sephiroth had become engrossed in the traditions and culture he was forced to try and tame. He couldn't blame the boy, it was a coping mechanism; everyone believed he was enjoying this war, never did they hear him scream at night as nightmares riddled his nights or the gilt that constantly plagued him during the waking hours.
Tseng took it in stride, it was a little unnerving since it had been ten years since he last set foot on his home land let alone had any contact with people from his home.
Shaking those depressing thoughts from his head Tseng moved past the two 2nd class SOLDIER, "Good luck..you'll need it."

Moving up into the main observation room of the central VR control room Tseng threw his main shirt off and over the back of one of the many viewing recliners and fell back into the chair heavily, his fingers already wrapping around the handle to extend the recliner.
Not even looking over he reached over and grabbed the remote to turn on the viewing screen in front of him and flipped it on to Sephiroth's VR room.
"Reno are you drinking?" he heard the occupant of the chair next to him shift slightly, their newest Turk Reno was one hell of a handful; he was everything the Turks weren't but he was damn good at his job.
"I don't care hand me one." Tseng held out his hand not looking at the red head. Chuckling Reno pressed a beer into his commanders hand, "Popcorn yo?" he had barely held out the bowl when it was snatched from his hand and set down on Tseng's lap.
"I would have had to bind you to the ceiling if you didn't share." He smirked at the red head and went back to watching his screen seeing Angeal sitting where he had been in the car with Genesis in the back seat. One thing was he and Reno seemed to get along pretty damn well, which was why Reno was partnered with Rude not him. Veld had discovered Reno tended to bring out the childish side of the Wutai man, and that was very dangerous indeed.
"Come on boss man, you should know me better by now yo." Laughing softly Tseng glanced over to Reno holding out the popcorn to him once more. "Exactly, that's how I didn't even have to look over to know you had a beer in your hand, though." He shifting in his seat getting comfortable, "I think I'm gonna make this a rule, beer and popcorn must be brought to all VR viewing sessions."
He flinched slightly and popped a kernel in his mouth as Sephiroth crashed another car sending Genesis into the front seat and Angeal into the air bag. "oh yes, it's becoming mandatory."

Groaning Genesis once more peeled himself from between the dash board and Angeal; it was amazing how many different positions he could mange when thrown from the back seat.
"Angeal.. I think I got a concussion this time." He groaned rubbing his head trying desperately to get his vision back into focus. Shifting he laid his back against the center counsel between a growling Sephiroth and groaning Angeal. "No offence General, but you fucking suck at this."
Acid green eyes glared darkly at him which was ignored by the flamboyant red head. "Why the hell do you keep trying to drive one hundred plus right out of the driveway?" "Genesis.." Angeal scolded and pushed the auburn 2nd back into the back seat of the car.
"Sephiroth, why do you keep accelerating so hard? I know it's not because of your strength you have more control over it than any of us." Sephiroth pouted his bottom lip stuck out slightly as the VR car repaired it's self once more.
"Niisan always drives like this."
Angeal suddenly understood; Turks were well known for almost always driving well into the triple digits; they had to as their main job was the protection of the president. The average person was not taught how to 'pursuit' drive; that was reserved for the Security Force and Turks, it was even rumored that Turks were taught stunt car driving.
"Sephiroth, your 'niisan' is taught a very different type of driving; that driving is for very advanced drivers and they are taught in special schools."
"Really?" Sephiroth looked over surprisingly looking much younger than his sixteen years. Blinking Angeal looked over the General, something wasn't sitting right with him; it was like looking a robot, programmed for one thing and one thing only. Sephiroth was raised on high for his skills in battles and tactical knowledge, but it seemed he was ignorant in the basic workings of normal life.
"Did you not know this?" he was curious to know now, Sephiroth flushed a little and turned away. "My father says driving should be left to those too stupid and poor to make someone else do it for them."
Angeal smiled faintly his eyes moving up towards the rearview mirror spying Genesis listening in. "Sounds like another's parents I know.." he had to figure Sephiroth's father was rich and high up on the Shinra hierarchy to get his son into SOLDIER years before he was supposed to be allowed.
"Who is your father anyway?" Genesis was leaning up over the Angeal's seat watching him. Gripping the steering wheel harder Sephiroth glared darkly at the dash. "Professor Brandon Hojo, the 4th"
Both Genesis and Angeal flinched backwards, eyes wide in shock and in Genesis case horror. "Please tell me that was your leadgendary sense of humor coming through…" yes Genesis was being sarcastic; they all knew Sephiroth was rumored to not have a single funny bone in his body (including the funny bone).
"Hojo is a walking joke.. I don't want to talk about him unless its ways I can decapitate him." Moving over to Sephiroth's side of the car Genesis threw his arms around him from behind hugging him tightly. "Angeal, I like him.. we're keeping him!"
Blinking in shock Sephiroth looked between the arms holding him and the 2nd class sitting there smiling softly. "Gen, he's not a lost kitten." Genesis made a noise behind him; he could almost see the brilliant red head sticking his tongue out at his friend. "Sure he is, and I'm keeping him."
Ducking his head Sephiroth flushed slightly, no one had treated him like this since Tseng all those years ago; it was nice.
"Come on, we only have a bit longer to try and get you driving.. now forget everything you remember seeing the Turks do we're gonna teach you from the beginning."

Half hour later the three moved out of the VR room, brilliant smile lighting up Sephiroth's face. They had decided to switch tactics; a car seemed to offer too many distractions and even after getting the basics Sephiroth still had a hard time driving one. Instead they had changed the program to give him a motorcycle; the thought was that it was more interactive you had to do more feeling with how the bike moved.
It took a few tries, and a few lay downs on Sephiroth's part but soon enough he was up and flying as if he had been driving for years.
"Looks like you need to just stick with a bike and you will be good." Angeal smiled gently to the young General. He couldn't help it, he now saw the boy as something he wanted to protect; almost like a lost kitten.
"Damn it we missed dinner.." Genesis was looking at his watch cursing slightly. Sephiroth tilted his head slightly watching them. "Why don't you two come to Tseng's with me? He's one of the best cooks around; he makes the best BBQ pork buns out there."
"Really?" Genesis asked, he loved Wutai food.
Sephiroth nodded "It's normally just me and him, would be nice to have others over. I hear all the lab assistance talking about having others over for dinner and it's always good things." He didn't know what was driving him to invite these fellow SOLDIER over, perhaps it was because over the past hour he had gotten to know them and they in turn had no treated him like 'The General' but a normal human.
"Are you sure?" Angeal was a little wary, Tseng he knew was the commander of the Turks; they were all taught to be wary of them.
"Course, Tseng doesn't bite.. unless you tell him to…mans got a mean bite.." he absently rubbed his arm, never tell a drunk Tseng to 'bite you' he will. "Do we want to know?" Genesis asked following Sephiroth as they moved towards the stairs leading up to the control room.
"Oh, Tseng was drunk and I was being lippy with him and told him to bite me so he did. It's funny as hell now."
Stepping back to walk next to his friend Genesis leaned in close to Angeal keeping his voice down to SOLDIER talk. "He's different, not as cold.. I like it." Angeal nodded not realizing Sephiroth could hear everything Genesis said.
Tilting his head slightly Sephiroth started to digest what he heard. Everyone in Shinra wanted him to be emotionless and cold a true General like those before him; yet here two 2nd class SOLDIER who he had just met preferred him with emotion. He would need to talk to Tseng see what he said.
Moving into the VR viewing room Sephiroth smiled seeing the newest Turk wandering around the viewing screen downing a beer. Smirking Reno held up a finger telling him to be silent and pointed towards one of the reclining chairs.
Smiling softly Sephiroth moved over to the recliner, the smile only growing at what greeted his sight. In only his work pants and a white tank top he wore under his work shirt, curled up slightly Tseng was fast asleep.
Moving into the room Genesis and Angeal both looked down and smiled as well. Awake the Turk was generally unemotional, cold, even rumored to be cold blooded and killed without mercy; also talk he was the Turks lead interrogator. Asleep he looked so young, and really anything other than a Turk.
"He can fall asleep at the drop of a hat I swear." Sephiroth smiled gently setting a hand on Tseng's shoulder. The Turk jerked slightly black eyes blinking open and looked up quickly before his whole body relaxed a small noise leaving his throat.
Reaching up he absently rubbed at his eyes, "How long was I out?" Laughing slightly Reno wandered over sipping at his beer. "About forty five minutes boss man; you finished your beer and were out like a light." Groaning slightly Tseng laid the back of his hand over his eyes, "So?" he removed the hand looking over to where he knew Genesis and Angeal were.
"Well.." Angeal took a seat on one of the small tables in between the recliners (yes the Turks were spoiled) "after nine times of launching Genesis into the dashboard cause obviously once wasn't enough to make him put a seatbelt on."
"Fuck you Angeal.."
"We figured out he was trying to instantly pursuit drive, just like his niisan." Tseng groaned loudly ignoring Reno's laughing as he watched one of the monitors showing cadets in their third month of training.
"I should have known, he's only been watching me driving for the past nine years."
"Nine years? Isn't niisan big brother in Wutainese?" Angeal wasn't very fluent in Wutainese yet, but was learning since it was rumored he and Genesis would be heading out for their first mission with in the year.
"Yeah it is, we're not blood.. same race, well at least half on Sephiroth's part." Tseng smiled up to his younger brother before looking back. "After saving him when he was seven he attached himself to me and started calling me niisan, I didn't mind so.." Tseng shrugged pushing himself up and grabbed his shirt off the back of the chair.
"Come on Seph, let's head back to the apartment."
"Tseng, I invited the Sergeants over to eat with us, I hope that's okay." Sephiroth looked up at Tseng hopefully; it was easy to see even to the other three occupants in the room that Sephiroth almost adored the Turk; much like a child did an older sibling.
"Three SOLDIER..Teenage SOLDIER none the less..That's a lot of mouths to feed, you eat like a bloody Nibelheim Dragon on your own, we'll have to make a stop if I'm going to feed three teenagers."
Angeal frowned slightly; he was always one for honor and making the Turk go out of his way to feed them was pulling at that honor. "We'll be glad to pay for whatever you have to buy extra on our account, you are correct that two teenage SOLDIERs are a lot more food to get."
Pulling his jacket on Tseng waived them off. "I make yours, Genesis, and Sephiroth's monthly paycheck in a day." Smirking he walked out of the room followed closely by a snickering Sephiroth. Genesis and Angeal both sat there mouths as wide as their eyes. "And I thought my paycheck was damn good, I'm in the wrong line of work!" Genesis just gaped at the retreating figures; laughing Reno moved up and thumped both older boys on the back. "Better get going yo, Tseng is not afraid to leave people behind."

The black Shinra car slid into the parking spot at nearly eighty miles an hour; two of the four occupants slamming into each other and the side of the car. Slowly Genesis peeled himself from the car seat; first his fingers from the leather interior, and then the seat from between his ass cheeks. 'Note to self.. never challenges a Turks driving skills..' Genesis had once more let his mouth run away with him when he noted that Tseng was driving like any normal person; he ran off at the mouth saying that Tseng was driving like his grandmother.
Let's just say that Tseng's Shinra car was no longer stock, if the fact they went from 50 to nearly 200 in a matter of seconds was anything to go by.
"oh shit I think I missed the off ramp.." Tseng ripped on the E brake jerking the wheel around sending the car into a controlled 180 spin sending them across the highway and back towards Shinra. Releasing the E-brake and straightening out the wheel Tseng floored it once more rocketing around cars as if they were not even there.
Never once in his life had Genesis ever been car sick, but after that stunt he felt like he might just lose his stomach. Pushing himself out of the car he fell to his knees resisting the great urge to start kissing the concrete floor of the parking garage.
"Noobs…" Sephiroth chuckled flouncing past them towards the stairs. The entire car ride Sephiroth had been sitting in the front seat just grinning like a damn jackass.
"I hate both of you.." Genesis groaned pushing himself up, Angeal looked green around the gills as well and was wobbling slightly as he walked. "Oh quit bitching and grab a bag." Sephiroth was carrying one of the grocery bags as he headed up towards Tseng's apartment. Grumbling about smart assed Generals Genesis grabbed a bag and followed.
The apartment complex was nice one of the best either 2nd class had seen their several years in Midgar; being in sector 8 was probably why. This was the entertainment district and where the rich lived, no doubt this 'apartment' would cost him a pretty gil.
Walking up the stairs they caught sight of a young woman with long ash blond hair leaning against the railing of the first floor walkway smoking. "Ohh two new victims hey commander?" she called out grinning brightly. "What did they do to earn the Tseng treatment?"
"Genesis here told Tseng he was driving like his grandmother." The woman giggled rolling her eyes. "That will do it, welcome back Seph you spending the night again?"
"Of course, which means I catch you sneaking into niisan's apartment again I'm kicking you out." Shotgun, a great Turk but Sephiroth didn't like the fact she was getting so close to his niisan. Several times when he had been spending the night he had been privy to her sneaking into the apartment for some late night training, her and Gun were both notorious for using Tseng. He didn't like it and Tseng was generally pretty good about keeping night time extracurricular activities to a bare minimum if he was over.
"Oh your no fun Koneko.."
"Shotgun.." Tseng said warningly, he was the only one allowed to call Sephiroth that. Shotgun as she was called actually flushed and looked away embarrassed. "Sorry Tseng."
Moving up to the second story Tseng looked over to Sephiroth as they headed down towards his apartment. "Be nice, you know why I do it." Sephiroth grumbled lowering his head and glaring down at the floor no doubt glaring at the woman bellow. "I still don't like it.."
"I don't think I want to know.." Genesis mumbled looking over the railing. Angeal nodded agreeing, this was something between the two that at least until they got to know the General better was best left alone.
"How big are these apartments? This building is huge and there is only three doors per floor.." Genesis couldn't contain his curiosity, at this rate it almost looked like these 'apartments' were as big as his whole house back in Banora.
"This complex is designated to Turks only and considering there is only nine of us.." sliding a key into the lock Tseng pushed open the door and headed inside instantly kicking his well shined shoes off into their little cubby.
"A standard lock?" Angeal inquired, he was expecting electronic locks like in Shinra. "They aren't that worried about burglars here, not many are stupid enough to try and rob a Turk. Besides." Sephiroth kicked off his shoes and motioned for the two to do the same. "This place has more surveillance than Shinra."
Kicking his shoes off Genesis stepped into the very spacious living room his eyes going wide as he looked around. The room was filled with very high end Wutai furniture in varying dark woods and plush crimson silk, a large TV was mounted on the wall between ornate Wutai book shelves. The layout was well done so that the room did not feel claustrophobic which for Genesis was great! Angeal the ever plant loving man he was instantly was drawn to the many flowering plants scattered around the room.
"Are these all native to Wutai?" he asked looking over a very beautiful orchids growing from a traditional Wutai vase. Looking down at the vase he marveled at the detail; it was black with a beautiful painted scene of hanging tree's with flowering blooms. Birds sat perched on the tree with beautiful flowers surrounding them; it was stunning piece of artwork.
"You like plants?" Tseng was standing in the hallway leading towards the kitchen area. "He's obsessed with them.. even has them in our apartment!" Genesis swept past him following Sephiroth into the massive kitchen; this was not Wutai inspired, the kitchen was very modern.
Setting the stuff down Sephiroth started to pull the food out that Tseng would need. Looking over he saw Genesis moving around pulling things out as well. He knew he had just really met Genesis and Angeal today, but something about them made him want to keep them around.

Over the next several months Tseng watched as the three SOLDIER grew closer from that day out, almost becoming attached at the hip. Two in particular..
He should have seen this coming, and in a way he did, but it was still a shock to walk into his living room seeing his little brother lip locked with the auburn haired SOLDIER. Quickly pulling off one of his socks he balled it up and threw it at the back of Sephiroth's head. Jerking forward Sephiroth broke off the kiss and looked down seeing the balled up black sock.
"Everything but my room is PG rated." Tseng was leaning up against the wall arms folded across his chest. Sephiroth turned about eight shades or red at having been caught, he was no slouch to what sex was Hojo had tried to 'breed' him a few times between the age of fourteen when he started showing sexual urges till about four months ago when all attempts at creating a living offspring failed. But he was still embarrassed as hell at being caught by his big brother.
"So you're saying if we go in your room we can turn it NC-17?" over the months the boys had been growing closer they had also been growing closer to Tseng. Even though he was the commander of the Turks he was very laid back and somewhat of a practical joker in his own way. He and Genesis tended to butt heads a lot but he would never forget one little discovery.
The quiet reserved second in command of the Turks had a volatile temper, and you put his little brother in danger; oh boy..he went from being big brother to momma bear! Genesis was never making that mistake again.
"The only one getting any ass in my bedroom is me." Standing up Sephiroth moved over to Tseng and set a hand on his arm. "Tseng?" Tseng motioned towards his bedroom and send a 'you say put' glare at Genesis before following Sephiroth back.
Gently shutting the door Tseng looked at the man his little brother was becoming really was amazing watching the man growing up.
"You don't seem happy, with me being with Genesis.." Sephiroth shifted nervously from foot to foot, an unconscious habit when he was nervous.
Sighing softly Tseng moved over to the bed and sat down knowing Sephiroth would follow. "I'm worried that's all." He wrapped his arm around Sephiroth and pulled him in close when he sat down. "Genesis is so polar opposite of you, while your showing more and more emotion.. Genesis is volatile. And with your position in Shinra it could be taken very wrong.."
"What do I do?" he knew all about the rank difference, you saw it all the time in the normal military. He hadn't thought about that when he and Genesis were together; it was actually easy to forget Gen was only 2nd class.
"Wait to take it to the next level until he is at least 1st class, a fellow officer. There is talk of promoting both Genesis and Angeal to 1st soon… and keep the making out to your own apartment" laughing Sephiroth hugged his big brother tightly before taking off for the living room.
Why did Tseng have a sinking feeling in his gut that Genesis Rhapsodos was going to be nothing but trouble…

Hearing the obnoxious ringtone Reno had assigned for the boys landline at Shinra, Tseng groaned rolling over in bed his fingers absently fishing for the annoying thing he knew was up there somewhere.
Why oh why did this shit always happen in the middle of a good dream? Though it was probably for the best considering exactly where that dream had been heading and with who as well.
Finally finding the damn thing Tseng flipped it open and held it up to his ear. "Someone better be dead…" he growled out, he was dead ass tired after the bull shit with Genesis and just want one night's sleep!
Sitting up Tseng was on instant alert, "Sephiroth slow down, what happened?" he listened straining to try and hear what Sephiroth was saying. "Seph, calm down.. I'll be there in a few minutes." Flipping the phone closed he pushed himself out of bed and started to pull on whatever clothes he could find.
'I knew that boy was going to be trouble…'

AN: just a small interlude chapter will tie in directly to the next one which is almost done! Two chapters left till birthday both are nearly complete so hopefully they should be up soon. The birthday chapter (part one mind you) is now up to 35K words and only growing as I am rewriting parts and adding to it. So hopefully that should be up soon.
oh also the name Brandon Hojo the 4th i got the idea from the "ask Professor hojo" tumblr account. his full name according to his ask account is Brandon Sicillica Newellingsworth-Princeson Hojo. The Fourth. i thought it was funny so kept it.. all credit for the name goes to crim (if you want to read the blog it is FUNNY as hell (http :/ ask-profhojo. tumblr. com ) remove the spaces.
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