Sex and Politics | By : blackcurrants Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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CHAPTER 16
Sazar Valdi was dying. He spent the daytime hours bleeding in silence under a splendid blossoming bush with his back to a small staff cabin. But now somebody was in the cabin and he had to go. He was clumsy and heavy on his feet and he broke out of the bush with more noise than he cared to make. Death has finally caught up to him, but it wasn’t gonna grab hold of him just yet, not before he got the one that got away. He still smelled the scent of his most handsome victim on his skin. Rufus Shinra had great taste in cologne, and the memory of his silky strawberry blond hair between Sazar’s fingers still disturbed the man’s mind. He could practically taste his well-groomed skin. Nobody gets away from me, he pushed himself to walk on, gripping his rifle. It was too light for his tastes, but it would do the job. He saw the magnolia tree from the distance and instantly fell in love with it. Its position was ideal. It was right across the enormous windows of the Shinra Residence and the windows were alive with light. He climbed the tree like a drunken monkey, took aim, and waited for the right moment he knew would come.
Rufus was not in the mood for niceties. He was pure hormones and pure rage. My own father paid the red-eyed cannibal to kill me! He knew these monsters scared me and he wanted to make sure I was scared before I died! Cruel bastard…! Rufus was wide awake and beyond control. As soon as Rude released his gentle hold on his shoulders Rufus proceeded to gulp down enough brandy to make the larger man fear for his life. But he wasn’t suicidal. On the contrary, he was ready to take charge of his life and with renewed bloodthirst he was ready to kill his father with his own bare hands. He demanded to see his old man and he strode into the study without bothering to wash up, with his bloodied nose, disheveled hair, and disorderly clothes that revealed his flesh.
“How much did you pay him!” Rufus screamed at his father before the old man, who was dozing off in front of the fire place, had a chance to respond. “Did you pay him extra to scare me and to make me suffer! Answer me, damnit!” He poured more brandy into a fat glass as he positioned himself with his back to the window, glaring at his parent. “My whole life I protected the family honor and you paid a damned cannibal madman to rape and torture me to death!”
“Sir, that window is making me nervous,” Tseng said, as he strode into the study after Rufus. “Step away from it. Please, Sir. You’re too exposed.” Tseng froze, realizing he walked into a warzone.
“You worthless little cocksucker!” The old man Shinra screamed back at his son. “And you,” he pointed his finger at Tseng, “are fired!” He turned his attention back to Rufus. “If I knew you were fucking this Wutai tramp bodyguard of yours I would’ve paid Mr. Valdi extra to take both of you out! You nasty perverts are all over my house cameras, fucking in MY BED! On MY DESK! I should’ve disowned you years ago!”
“Sir, please get away from the window,” Tseng said again.
When Rufus ignored him, he stepped between the window and the young President to gently guide him away when, suddenly, the glass in Rufus’s hand exploded. He froze in half-sentence and Tseng froze in half motion, forcing the President to the side and silently falling to his knees, coughing blood. Old man Shinra saw his son’s eyes widen with surprise and pain. An angry red stain begun to form on his chest. Blood was sipping between his parted lips as he made one step toward his father and then his knees gave out.Chaos was ensuing around them, as more bullets shuttered the enormous window and knocked over antique vases perched high on their marble pedestals. Rude was ripping Tseng’s shirt open, steadying him and slapping his cheeks to keep him from fainting. There were phone calls, curses, breaking glass, but the old man Shinra saw nothing around him except his son’s blood that was pooling under him. He was on his knees, cradling his son’s upper body, as if trying to keep the dark pool from swallowing him up, but blood still made its way onto Rufus’s hands and clothes.
“Looks like you got your wish.” Rufus was strangely peaceful. His colorless lips curled into a benign smile as blood sipped out of his mouth and ran down his neck.
“Don’t…son…don’t talk,” the old man was stroking his hair. “What am I going to tell your mother?” He was panicking, Rufus saw, panicking because there was more and more blood and no matter where the old man looked the blood was there. Crimson, obvious, and accusing. “I am an old greedy fool,” the old man whimpered, his eyes wild and directionless and very guilty, “I paid him, but I never meant it! Not like this! I called him back. I ordered him not to kill you, I couldn’t. You’re my only child and I….and I… I can’t stand you…usually I can’t stand you…but damnit I …. I still love you.”
“I don’t know what love means,” Rufus gagged at the metallic taste that overwhelmed his mouth. “The family business is all yours though.”
“This is all wrong,” the old man whispered, burying his face in his son’s mussed blood-streaked tresses. “Without you there is no family! There’s no point if I can’t give the company to you! Don’t…don’t close your eyes…don’t you dare! I am sorry…”
Elena and Reno, who were just entering the chaotic scene, both stopped in mid-motion to observe what a generation of Midgar residents thought was a biological impossibility: the callous and greedy old man Shinra was shedding real human tears.
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