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Summary: Genesis gets congratulated by Sephiroth in the most unexpected way. Genesis and Sephiroth start their turbulent relationship and you should all pity poor Angeal! A Collab between Soyna and BMIK
Rating: If you have read any of BMIK's or my stuff, you know this is rated Mature in nature. That means that there will be men love (yaoi), bad language and a lot of bad attitude as well.
Genesis and Angeal: Soyna

Sephiroth and Zack: BMIK

Genesis whistled as he walked into the First Class Lounge. He was looking forward to a nice salad and a glass of something strong for lunch. He was pleased to see that the Lounge was quiet and a familiar head of silver hair in one of the side lounges. He had his nose in a book and seemed distracted by it.
"Don't bother him," Angeal said quickly.
"But I just want to have lunch and that is my favourite spot," Genesis said. He wasn't even fibbing on that one. He did like that corner because that was where the books were and the mirrors. "Don't worry, I will behave. I promise."
Angeal wanted to protest, but Genesis was already on his way, so he had no choice but shake his head in misery and follow.
Sephiroth flicked a page, sipping his coffee. His eyes followed the lines of words quickly though really he didn't need to read them because he knew them by heart already. 'A history of war' was his favourite book and though he seldomly chose this method of relaxing (he usually preferred fucking over reading) today he had had enough sex already. Besides, he sought quiet now and didn't want to deal with anyone.
So immersed was he in his readings that he didn't even notice the two men that approached him, one of them grinning wickedly, the other looking as if a catastrophe was about to strike.
Genesis sat abruptly beside Sephiroth, grabbing the book from his hand. "What are you reading? This is crap! You really need to expand your mind with some poetry," Genesis said, closing the book and throwing it at the table.
"Get lost." Clearly, Sephiroth was in one of his anti-social moods. He hadn't come here to be pestered but because he wanted to be alone and relax a bit, the conference had been strenuous. Stupid reporters had asked stupid questions for half an hour that had absolutely NOTHING to do with the new regulations the conference had actually been about. What a completely useless, unprofessional bunch...
The General acknowledged Angeal with a look though, that wasn't particularly friendly but not hostile either. Angeal nodded, taking a stance that indicated that he attempted to leave for another table, but Genesis apparently wouldn't have it.
"I have an inherent sense of direction, it is nearly impossible for me to get lost," Genesis said with a smile. "You need to read something new and enlightening. You already know everything about war."
He was ignoring Angeal who looked like he was threatening to drag him away.
Genesis was not going to let a little grumpiness get in his way.
Sephiroth wondered with mild astonishment why he hadn't turned Genesis into a bloody smear on the wall yet. Angeal's presence might have something to do with that. Or maybe not.
The one thing he knew that would definitely not make them go away was starting a discussion about literature- he'd had one too many of those already. And Genesis was relentless, especially when it came to defending his precious poetry.
"What do you want," he said curtly. It was not really a question but a 'let's get this over with asap' statement. He doubted that the smugly grinning redhead would take the bait. But maybe Angeal would be a bit loyal and see his misery and would drag Genesis away...
Genesis gave a dramatic sigh as he leaned back on the couch. "It has been such an exhausting day," he said and threw his arm over his forehead. "I just want a nice lunch, a coffee in some company that is not grumpy." His tone was light until he got the last part.
He was going to add that he was just here for some cuddles, but he knew that would send Sephiroth running. Sitting at his side would have to do until he could get him to realize that it was part of what it was like to be in a relationship with a real person, instead of a fuck toy that he was used too.
"Speaking of which, yours looks cold," Genesis said and sat up sharply. "I will get us all fresh cups." Before anyone could stop him, he got up to fetch them all drinks from the machine.
"Angeal, do you want tea instead? Of course you do. Be right back."
Angeal didn't have a chance to answer and just looked after the redhead, mouth half open. Then he turned back to Sephiroth with an apologetic look, but Sephiroth just waved at a chair in resignation. It would be much harder to convince Genesis to leave him alone than enduring the man's presence for a bit and thenbe left alone. Or so he thought.
"Did you see the conference?" he asked, morosely because he still thought that the press had been abhorrently superficial and annoying. From the corner of his eye he saw Genesis fighting with the coffee machine, trying to carry three hot cups with his hands, until he found the trays.
Angeal nodded and sat down. "Yes, I did," Angeal said and with a crooked smile responded. "You did very good at deflecting the questions, but calling whatever scratched you a 'beast' may have increased Genesis' ego."
Angeal thought he might as well warn Sephiroth a little bit about Genesis. He wasn't sure how his friend was going to pursue this 'friendship' but he knew that he was. The way Sephiorth's eyes wandered he wondered if the General was in denial.
"It is utterly impossible to increase his ego," Sephiroth stated dryly. "And I was not referring to that, but the idiocy of the press." A snort fell from his lips, before he occupied them with sipping of his cold, black coffee.
"And you still owe me for that one." Sephiroth turned his gaze back at Angeal who calmly sat opposite him, arms crossed over his chest in a relaxed, non-defensive manner. "It is your fault I looked like that and I do not wish to be locked in a closet ever again. I will let it slide this time only."
Angeal chuckled, he couldn't help it. Despite the fact that he really didn't want to hear his two friends screwing, but had hoped that they would have resolved the issue like civilized people, they had resolved ... well, they had to have resolved something in that session in the closet. "If you really wanted to you could have left at any time, but from what little I heard, I would say that it wasn't that much of a problem."
Genesis was making his way over with the tray of drinks and a smile on his face. Despite everything and how he disapproved, Genesis was happy, so who was he to stop them.
"And you're welcome," Angeal added quickly before Genesis came within ear shot.
Sephiroth threw his friend a strange look as if he didn't understand why Angeal had made that comment, but then he was distracted by Genesis putting the tray on the table and putting Sephiroth's coffee in front of him. It was black and strong, just the way he liked it. When he had started drinking coffee at the tender age of 13 he remembered clearly how disgusting that black stuff had tasted to him. He'd spiked it with excessive amounts of milk and sugar, one of his superiors joking that he must certainly have killed all the caffeine within. But that didn't matter, because Sephiroth had only been interested in staying awake. Now, years later, he was practically immune to caffeine and the bitter taste of black coffee.
"There you go."
The General looked up at the smiling redhead but didn't bother thanking him. It wasn't like he had asked for this, or their unwanted company. Still he took the mug, adorned with a brand new ShinRa logo, and drank from it
"Here you go Angeal. I know you prefer tea, but they only have that bland stuff, so it is better to have the coffee," Genesis said and slid in the seat beside Sephiroth, so that his thigh touched his.
"Your press conference was quite a success, Sephiroth. It is a good thing you recovered it from Lazard's horrible beginning. He seemed awfully distracted," Genesis said and took a sip of his own coffee. He really did need this.
"Yes. He must be stressed. I don't recall having seen him so ill-prepared." Sephiroth frowned, trying to remember. "The new regulations are fairly simple and easy to adopt, they can hardly be the cause for such distraction."
He wouldn't have cared if it hadn't been he who was the one to suffer directly from it. Lazard was his superior and if he couldn't work well Sephiroth was the one to bear the consequences. He had enough work as it was.
Angeal remained quiet, trying his coffee but not really liking it. The two of them seemed able to have a decent conversation that wasn't turning into a fight. For now. Angeal gave them 5 minutes before the yelling and fighting would start
Genesis shook his head. "The Director is so uptight. He needs to get laid." He took another sip of the coffee and was glad to see that Sephiroth was not complaining about his. He could see that Angeal was not enjoying his. The man really had to enjoy the pleasure of coffee.
He would have preferred a latte, but the machines needed to be updated and now that he was a First Class SOLDIER, there would have to be some changes in the lounge.
"Don't you agree, Angeal?" Genesis asked.
Angeal remembered the Director's desperate face when he had dragged him out of the training hall as soon as Genesis and Sephiroth got it on in the closet. He also remembered how helplessly transfixed Lazard had been when Genesis flirted with him.
On the one hand he didn't want to gossip. On the other he was tempted to conduct a little social experiment. It was just for their own good.
"Well, he did seem to enjoy your attention, Genesis," the man said non-committally, feigning innocence as he pushed his mug away. Predictably, Sephiroth narrowed his eyes in displeasure.
"He might get laid more often if he wasn't such a... nevermind." Sephiroth sipped at his coffee, looking out of the window. His mood had gotten a bit better actually, with a fresh cup of warm coffee, but now it was quickly deteriorating again. Why did Angeal have to bring up that douche? Not that Lazard wasn't suited for the office job, he certainly was good sitting behind a computer. But he was no SOLDIER, had never been in the field, never been exposed to real danger but politics. What could anyone possibly find attractive about him? It wasn't Sephiroth's habit to speak ill of his superior either so he had caught himself before he could slip up
Genesis frowned into his coffee. "Well, at least he can wear white pants because he doesn't leave his chair behind his desk. You think a man like that would have a bigger ass. What do you think of him Angeal?" Genesis said as he looked over at him. "What do you think of Lazard?
"I think he is a competent man; intelligent, polite, respectful... You should ask him out," Angeal suggested cruelly. On the one hand he was hoping that maybe the two of them would get along, that a miracle happened and he got a break from all the Sephiroth versus Genesis trouble. On the other hand he wanted to push Sephiroth's buttons because the man was so painfully oblivious to what was going on that someone needed to write it out for him
Genesis scoffed. "I would not be seen in public with that horrible fashion disaster. He would need a new wardrobe and do something about that horrible habit of his of pushing his glasses up. He needs to get contacts and maybe I would consider gracing him with a date." He took a drink of his coffee and looked over to Sephiroth and he wasn't quite sure what he was seeing there.
Was he mad? Upset? Did he make his coffee wrong? He wished he could read the man better.
"Don't be so superficial," Angeal admonished, stretching out his leg under the table. He found that he liked the lounge, it was big, flooded with light and mostly empty, because there simply weren't that many First Class SOLDIERs. They just needed to store some tea and he could get used to it. "I am sure he would make for great company, don't you think Sephiroth?"
The man didn't reply. That wasn't unusual, because he gave a damn about social conventions and if the General didn't feel like participating in a conversation he just didn't. He simply sipped his coffee, half of his face hidden behind the mug, but the displeased narrowed eyes and furrowed brows spoke volumes. Or so Angeal thought
"I don't know. Does he have any interests other than work?" Genesis said. "All the man does is work. He is in his office at all sorts of hours. I guess he could talk about his childhood. I heard that he worked his way up from working in the slums."
He followed Angeal's lead and stretched out. This lounge was very comfortable. He moved a little away from Sephiroth as he did so. He was going to need to refill his coffee soon if Sephiroth kept holding it to his lips like that. He wasn't even moving it away from his mouth.
"I am certain the bastard of the president of ShinRa Company had to work reallyhard to get to the top." Sephiroth sat down his empty cup. The sarcasm in his voice would hopefully bite off Genesis' nose. "Or maybe he is just extraordinarily good at sucking up to the higher ups. You would have something in common to talk about then."
Angeal held his breath, exhaling slowly. He wished now that Sephiroth had just kept his mouth shut. Apparently he was relentless in his jealousy, but that was counter productive because it would only lead to more fighting - and not resolving the tension between Genesis and Sephiroth, as Angeal had hoped.
Genesis looked stunned for a moment and Angeal got ready for the fight to start.
The response of Genesis laughing was not what he expected.
He watched as Genesis slumped even further in his chair and patted Sephiroth's shoulder. "Do you think think we can exchange tips on how to give blow jobs?"
Angeal jerked in reaction to that and nearly spilled his coffee... Not what he was expecting as a reaction at all. There were times when he really wished that he could read Genesis. He knew him since they were little kids and he still threw loops like this out there.
He really wished he had picked to be friends with Tommy Baker. Baker was a normal kid that wasn't temperamental but normal. He was still a simple farmer back at Banora, where it was safe. That sounded really good right now
"That would be a start. I am sure you could learn from each other." Genesis' laughing wasn't what the General had expected either. It was a clear, beautiful sound and it irritated him. His mug was empty, but he craved some strong alcohol rather than coffee now.
"I bet he keeps pushing his glasses up when he is on his knees," Genesis said and started to laugh harder. He had to put his coffee down at the image. "Oh, that is rich!"
Angeal sighed. "That is not an image I wanted to have in my head." He covered his eyes and shook his head. It was nice to hear Genesis laugh though.
Sephiroth stood. "I am going back to work." His green stare fell onto Genesis who was still having a blast though it was beyond the General what was so funny. "You need another training session. Meet me at eight in hall 2."
Angeal watched them, thinking that somehow this really sounded like an innocent meeting for training - but then it didn't. But he didn't really want to know either so he just pretended to not know the subtle tone of voice, that brief flickering in their eyes
Genesis nodded. "Eight, eh. Hall 2 is the one that has that program with the Banora background. I like fighting in that one." Genesis said as he straightened himself up. "I think I can swing by. I will makes sure I bring us something to drink and other supplies."
Sephiroth nodded and left. Unbeknownst to him a pair of blue eyes followed him, as they had for the length of their conversation. Cloud had hidden in a convenient space between the wall and a vending machine outside, observing their interaction suspiciously. He had hoped that Sephiroth might approach him again but so far the General hadn't yet. Well, he was busy of course and he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary lest his friends got suspicious. Cloud understood that. But he couldn't bear not seeing his lover so he followed the man inauspiciously whenever he could.
He left his hide-out and went after the General when just a few minutes later a certain someone pocked his head into the lounge.
"Angeal?"
The puppy respectfully stayed outside the room because he was only Third Class and not allowed to go inside, but he really needed to talk to his mentor
Angeal looked over to the door and saw Zack bouncing at the entrance. He looked a little anxious. He turned back to Genesis who waved a hand at him.
"Go take care of your Puppy, I have to get some lube for my training session later," Genesis said as he finished off his cup of coffee.
Angeal frowned at him. "I didn't need to know that."
"Well, would you rather have me complain about chaffing after? I thought not," Genesis said and stood, patting Angeal on the shoulder. "I will see you later. You will probably be asleep when I get home."
Angeal didn't need to see the wink that came with that either. He rolled his eyes and followed Genesis to the entrance where Zack was waiting nicely for them to come. He had rushed in before and he made Zack run around the track for their whole training session so he had learned his lesson. It was one that stuck, thankfully.
Angeal approached Zack, "What is it Zack?"
Zack shifted a bit, nervously. His gaze briefly graced the lounge before he turned towards Angeal with shiny eyes. The First Class lounge was irresistible to him, so deliciously forbidden, but he wasn't allowed to go in there... Yet. He couldn't wait to climb ranks so he could casually sit in there, drinking ridiculously expensive coffee and be envied be the lower ranks.
"Well, I thought we could hang out a bit. Since you became First we haven't really seen each other and there are so many questions I wanna ask!"
Angeal smiled and ruffled Zack's hair. "I have been neglecting you, haven't I?" Being a First Class had new freedoms and at the same time, new restrictions and he realized that their schedules often conflicted.
He would have to change that.
"Well, let's go get some tea. They don't have any good tea in here yet," Angeal said as he started to lead the way. "What kind of questions do you want to ask me?"
"Wouldn't you rather want some ... like champagne or so? To celebrate being a First, I mean." Zack licked his lips nervously. He had chosen this day to seduce Angeal, but now he was so nervous and didn't know how to subtly bring his point across. Angeal touching him sent shivers down his back, but he tried to keep himself in check.
"We already had that celebration. It is not appropriate to drink during the day and not a good habit to get into. I would rather go for a nice refreshing cup of tea and you can ask me those questions you are curious about." Angeal said. "We can go to that coffee shop at the corner of LOVELESS avenue and then we can drink it near the fountain."
He held the elevator door open for Zack, who was looking a little out of sorts. Zack was usually so open with his thoughts and feelings, it wasn't like him to hold things back.
"Oh... Okay." Zack went quiet. This wasn't how he had planned things. He didn't want to go to a public place, how was he supposed to seduce Angeal there? And with no alcohol? "Would you mind if we went to your apartment?
Angeal nodded. Genesis wasn't going to be there so it would be relatively safe to bring him there and he was craving some of his dumbapple leaves tea and that shop did not have such a pleasure there.
"Alright," Angeal said and looked at his nervous student. There was something that he obviously needed to get off his chest. "We can do that." Anything to make him more comfortable and not as nervous. This was so unlike Zack. He was getting a little worried about what he wanted to ask him.
"That's great!" Zack almost jumped in relief. Okay, so there was no alcohol, but at least they were in private... They went to the elevators, quickly driving down to the SOLDIER headquarters. Zack thought hard on how to start. "So... how is it to be First? Everything you thought it was?" He swung his arms back and forth a bit, restless. Usually he would have loved to hear about all the First Class stuff but today he couldn't concentrate on that. He kept looking at Angeal's broad chest and his handsome face..
Angeal rubbed his beard and contemplated it. "I haven't been a First that long but there is a lot more responsibilities," Angeal said as he looked at his nervous student. He was always a ball of energy and he seemed he needed to burn off some. "We have missed a training session yesterday. Are you still keeping up the schedule?"
"Of course!" Zack replied almost indignantly. He was training so hard, also to please his mentor. They stepped out of the elevator and went down the corridor. "I'm always training... So, how are the other First Class guys? Are they nice?"
Zack was carefully testing the waters, to see if Angeal was interested in someone. He hoped that the man was too busy to fall in love..
Angeal laughed slightly. "Most of the guys are nice. I mainly just deal with Sephiroth and Genesis though. The others have their own areas already to defend and monitor. We seem to be filling in the gaps at the moment."
Angeal fished into his pockets for the keys to his place and he looked over at Zack. "How is Cloud doing? I understand that you are helping him train as well."
"Yeah, I do, but it's nothing really, and he has found someone else to train with now mostly..." Zack trailed off, shifting his weight and then following Angeal inside. It was always so tidy in the apartment and it smelled so good, of apples.
"You know, I was wondering about something..." The boy slowly scratched his head, one inch short of hugging his own torso and clinging to his own arm. This was getting awkward, but he wanted to know if Angeal really had no lover. He kept standing in the room, because his manners forbid him to sit down until Angeal offered him a seat. Not that Zack cared too much about manners, but he wanted to impress and please his mentor.
Angeal already started to busy himself in the kitchen, pulling out his favourite box of tea that his mother had sent him last month, and the tea pot. He started to fill it up with water and turned on the stove.
"Make yourself comfortable, Zack," Angeal said with a wave of his hand. "What were you wondering?" He started to see if there were any appropriate snacks in the fridge. Zack needed to keep his energy up and he sure was looking rather skittish.
Zack sat down on the couch gingerly and very atypical, testing few positions ranging from wide spread legs to very straight back and tightly shut legs. In the end he went for something inbetween that still made him feel uncomfortable and restless. Trying to be sexy and seductive was harder than he had thought. Besides, Zack didn't feel as if he had the situation under control, at all. He was hypernervous, fidgety, sweating and Angeal wasn't playing by the rules!
When the man came out of the kitchen with hot cups of tea Zack muttered a small "Thanks" and clung to it, even though it was almost burning his palms.
After taking a sip from the boiling liquid, the boy looked up at Angeal who was still patiently waiting for an answer. "I was wondering..." he cleared his throat, because it felt thick and dry all of a sudden. "Nevermind."
Angeal furrowed his brow as he sank in the couch behind his student. "Zack," he said in a serious tone. He put his hand on his shoulder and made him look at him. "You know that you can tell me anything right. What's bothering you? You look so nervous."
Zack had a hard time not squirming under the touch. Angeal's hand felt heavy and warm and wonderful. Maybe there was still hope?
"You know... I was just wondering what kinda... person you're interested in. In relationships, I mean." The boy licked his lips, trying not to tense, because Angeal would notice...
"I have plenty of relationships. I always look for honour in my friends," Angeal said as he leaned back. "At least I try to. Sephiroth and Genesis are certainly a handful and I wonder about their sense of honour. They take up a lot of my time, those two trouble makers."
Angeal thought about it some more. Genesis specifically took a lot of his time but he was still his friend. He was rather picky who he let in his circle and was surprised at what he tolerated from them.
"I have had no issues with any relationships," Angeal turned to Zack suddenly worried. "Are you having problems with relationships? Some of the boys around here are so brash."
He hoped that Zack hadn't had issues with some of the other boys. Zack could take care of himself and had a lot of friends but there was also people that were jealous of the fact that he had Angeal as his mentor
"Well... I'm kinda having a problem, it seems," Zack muttered with a hint of frustration and then straightened. "I mean I wanted to ask if you are in love with someone. Romantically." There was no use in being subtle; despite his brilliance Angeal seemed to be particularly dense when it came to such topics. Nevertheless Zack felt a pleasant, warm shudder run down his spine at the concern his mentor displayed for him.
"Why are you interested if I am in a relationship?" Angeal asked and crossed his arms as he was looking at his student. "I barely have time for friends, job, training and mentoring, I don't have time for a person in that way. It wouldn't be fair as I don't have time to devote to a single person."
Angeal picked up his tea and took a big drink out of it. "I am not fickle like Genesis and Sephiroth."
He would never really understand those two.
"Oh, yeah, okay... I understand." Zack had a hard time keeping up his smile, as the edges of his lips were pulled down by an invisible weight that was at least a ton. There was a huge lump in his throat and he gulped, but it wouldn't go away.
Zack stood, rubbing his hands on his pants. "So, I think I gotta go now, training and all." He might have to cry a bit and he didn't want to do it in front of Angeal. The situation seemed hopeless, Angeal had been so finite and firm on his decision. There was no way he was reciprocating Zack's feelings and the boy wanted to spare himself the humiliation of coming out. "Nice talking to you though."
Angeal grabbed Zack's arms and pulled him down. "What is bothering you Zack?" Angeal demanded. He put a hand under Zack's chin and lifted his face to him. "Are you having problems with Cloud?"
"What...?" Zack's head started to spin as Angeal's face was so close to his, and he had to look into Angeal's blazing blue eyes. This was not a romantic setting of course, Angeal was being nosey and suspicious, but still, the proximity made Zack go weak in the knees and he was glad that he was sitting again. "Why would I have problems with Cloud?" he finally managed, confused, and not daring to move.
"Well, you do spend a lot of time with him and he's such a quiet boy," Angeal said. "You two aren't having issues are you?"
Angeal liked Cloud but if he was hurting Zack, that would not be tolerated. Zack was not allowed to be hurt. He knew it was silly and overprotective of him but Zack was special to him and the confusion and pain that was on his face was really worrying to him.
"No, we're perfectly fine," Zack replied, blinking slowly. The smell of apples was so strong around Angeal, so sweet and still tangy. "He's with someone now, I am very happy for him." Zack just wished he could be happy for himself too. "You sure you don't want champagne?"
Angeal let go of his student's face and looked at him. He was worried. He had thought that Zack and Cloud were in a relationship from how they interacted. They were rather close to each other that he thought they may have been an item. If he was happy for Cloud that was a good thing and he hoped that Cloud was happy with who he was with.
"I am fine with tea thank you," Angeal said, thinking it odd how he kept trying to divert the questions with asking him if he wanted a drink. He still had work to do and that was not something that he ever took lightly. It was not honourable, after all to be drunk at work.
"Cloud is in a relationship, eh? Is he not training with you as much now because of that?" Angeal asked. "Once I go through my schedule, maybe we can spend more time together."
"Yeah, maybe..." Zack didn't look enthusiastic at all, but rather resigned. Maybe it was better if he stayed away from Angeal for a while, get his own feelings sorted out and cool down. Angeal's statement about not wanting a lover had been a blow and though Zack was not easily taken down his resolve to get through to his mentor had suffered a bit.
Angeal frowned. This was very odd behaviour from Zack, very odd. "Is there something else you wanted to ask me?" This whole conversation was weird. "I have an hour before I have to be anywhere and you know you can always count on me. I will always be your mentor." Angeal was trying to be comforting but all he seemed to be doing was upsetting Zack.
"I'm afraid you will be," Zack muttered, but then summoned a fake smile, beaming at Angeal. "Nah, I'm fine! I'll see you around!" He bounced off the couch and almost fled the apartment to weep in a silent corner- or get some more advice because this was way trickier than he had thought.
Angeal frowned and was almost tempted to go after Zack. He had never seen him look so depressed. It was rather disturbing. He noticed that Zack did not drink his tea at all. He sighed and let it go. He would see Zack tomorrow during training and he would see if he was still upset over something.
If worse came to worse, he would find Cloud and ask him what was going on.

Another chapter, darlings.

Oh, Angeal. You really are so dense!
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