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Sex and Politics	By : blackcurrants Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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CHAPTER 1

Vincent leaped off the platform and made his way to the streets below. He turned the corner into a cluttered alleyway and dove into an obscured entrance to a tattered warehouse.

The spacious but poorly lit main room was cluttered with maps, mechanical parts, and manuals. At the center stood a crude dinner table, upon which a wide area map was spread. Looking at the said map was a tall tan-skinned man with menacing black tattoos coiling around his muscular back and neck. His jet black hair was trimmed short and sleeked back with sweat and grease. He wore goggles on his forehead and multiple knives around his belt. A brutal and intensely sexual man with enormous scarlet eyes and a mocking toothy smile. Sazar Valdi, the former Shinra military major turned rebel commander. Vincent wished he�d staid up at the tower a bit longer. They have met before and he intensely disliked the man. Valdi had a nasty habit to undress people with his eyes and Vincent felt the huge red irises caressing his crotch and thighs with no pretense of decency.

�Where�ve you been?� said Cid, who appeared out of the darkness and playfully pinched Vincent�s side.

�Out,� Vincent shrugged, chasing away the image of Rufus. Cid spun him around. He had a cigarette in his mouth and his lips were spread into an enormous grin. His spiked and messy dirty blond hair was covered in black dust. Vincent smiled back. Cid was one of those men who grew more handsome and playful with age.

�I fixed her, sport,� he teased Vincent�s lips with his coarse fingers, �my babes is feelin� good and will fly like a damned butterfly! We�re gonna be havin� sex in the air tonight!� He petted Vincent�s arm and guided him to the table. �Vince, this is-�

�Sazar Valdi,� Vincent could barely contain his disgust. �We had a chance to meet once before, thanks to Shinra.�
�And thanks to Shinra we�re in each other�s company again,� Sazar licked his lips and audibly cracked his muscled shoulders. He can make stretching look like a vulgar sexual act. I hate this man!

�As I was saying, Cid� All I need is one clean shot. I know precisely where his office is located downtown, and our boy likes sunlight. He�ll come to the window and bam!� Sazar pretended to fire a pistol. �Once I�m sure he�s dead, the real action�ll begin. I�ll need a reliable pilot and quick crew to help me and my men take out Shinra�s tail-followers. There�s a whole shitload of nasty characters swarming around the President and if we take him out, they gotta go too-�

�You plan to kill all the Shinra�s top executives? You out of your damn mind!� Vincent said angrily. He pushed Cid�s caressing arm away and strode toward the man. �Sounds like a murder fantasy of an angry man with some personal scores to settle,� he said contemptuously. Vincent intently examined Sazar for a long moment and then he shook his mane of unkept black hair in disapproval. The rebel commander didn�t back down. He took a step forward until their bodies touched and he could feel Vincent�s calm breathing on his face. Then he leaned in even closer, almost to the point where his lips touched Vincent�s ear.

�Rufus Shinra is an intriguing man to watch,� he whispered. �Very beautiful, but rotten at the core. I watch him too. I listen, also. And so should you. This morning he was all smiles, showing love to the greedy investors. He promised them reactors, twice as many, with four times the output. And then he gave the army a blank check so they can build more cannons, more fortresses, whatever they please. And the best part, he issued orders to institute martial law. Shinra army will police the streets now and their orders are to capture and kill every rebel and everyone suspected of aiding the resistance.�

�What�s your point?� Vincent hissed.

�Greed and money, that�s what drives these aristocratic rats! Everything that was wrong with this world under Papa Shinra will get worse under his kid. Old man will be proud.� Sazar chuckled, seeing Vincent�s reaction. �Oh what, you haven�t heard? Rumor has it the old bastard isn�t dead at all.�

�Get out of my face,� Vincent angrily shoved the man away. �Damn lunatic.�

�Think I�m joking?� the rebel smiled, �nobody knows when and where old man Shinra was buried. The only people who claim to have seen him dead aren�t around to repeat their stories. And the gorgeous Mrs. Shinra, surely a slutty socialite with boobs and wallet of her size wouldn�t just disappear from public view unless she had something to hide.�

�That can�t be true. She is probably dead.� Vincent glared at Cid. �You know about this?�

�Maybe I heard a coupla pilots talking shit the other day,� Cid shrugged, �that Rufus�s old lady�s breathing fresh air in the rural Wutai, but it�s all the same for me. I�ve had enough of this fucking family. Under martial law I can�t even fly my Shera without being shot down. Soldiers are roughing up the villagers left and right, looking for rebels. They shot a bunch of my buddies back at Rocket Town. I�m blasting the Shinra dynasty out of power. So you in, Vince?�

�I don�t like this.�

�Why in the hell is this so fucking difficult? I ain�t feelin� the love!� Cid exploded, chewing and spitting out his cigarette and stomping out the ashes. �We made a commitment, my man, you and I, to protect our land. This isn�t fucking rocket science! The kid and his ass-kissers gotta go!�

Cid grabbed Vincent�s arm and dragged his lover into a side room. He slammed the door shut with his foot, forced Vincent against the wall spreading the man�s legs with his knee, and leaned over him, examining him questioningly.

�What the fuck is your problem?� he demanded. �Everybody�s on board with this, except you.�

Vincent�s brooding face remained expressionless. �Hey,� Cid sighed in frustration, rubbing his exhausted face, �I ain�t gettin� any younger Vince. Remember how we, you know, decided to, oh hell, how you say it, formalize our partnership? Rings and all that shit? Together till the end and all that good stuff? I suck at the romantic crap, but after my marriage with Shera went to hell I�� he hesitated, as though the words were painful to say, �I know what I want now. I love you and I want you, with me, always, and this is a big deal. Biggest in our lives, maybe. I need you with me on this one.�

�Let�s leave our marriage plans out of this,� Vincent frowned, �I will say yes to nothing that even remotely involves that nut job Sazar Valdi. He is a self-righteous asshole who wants to use AVALANCH to settle personal scores and I do not for the life of me see how assassinating Rufus will accomplish anything good.�

�So it�s about that rich little scoundrel, I knew it!� Cid screamed, throwing his fresh cigarette onto the floor. He smacked the wall next to Vincent and walked away, waiving his hands and glaring madly. �You�re fucking killing me, Vince! I thought you and I of all damn people had an understanding! How the fuck did Rufus Shinra ended up between us? I�m confused. Don�t tell me you feel sorry for him!�

�I will never pull the trigger to kill him myself. Or help Sazar Valdi do it.�

�Vincent!�

�I was Rufus�s bodyguard back when I was junior Turk and he was an infant,� Vincent continued. �I hated to be stuck babysitting a squirmy toddler. I wanted to blow things up, interrogate people, you know, standard issue tough Turk stuff. But he was so affectionate that he won me over. Compared to you and I Rufus is a damn kid with no decent role models to guide him on ethics. Give him time to get his shit together. When I was his age I wasn�t the nicest man on the street and neither were you.�

�True,� Cid groaned and lit up another cigarette, �but neither one of us could issue orders to kill people. My girl Shera,� he pulled out a tattered photo of his former engineer and ex-wife of two years, �she got shot a few days ago up at Rocket Town by some Shinra grunts looking for rebels. And for that Mr. Shinra�s going down!�

He leaned in to kiss Vincent�s lips, but changed his mind at the last moment and planted only a dry kiss on his lover�s cheek. �I know this ain�t about smart politics, it�s about you getting all soft and uncertain on me Vince. Stinks awful lot like a betrayal. I can�t fight alongside a man who can�t be clear on where their loyalties are, and I sure as hell ain�t gonna marry one. I�ll let�ya brood on that one for a while.�

Cid slowly backed away from Vincent, his eyes transient and uneasy, as though his heart regretted his words but his mind couldn�t back down. He was deeply wounded by Shera�s death. There was nothing Vincent could say to get through to his lover. He wished Cid would mourn in silence, or that he would yell, kick chairs, break and throw things, or get drunk and pass out. But Cid was determined to deal with his pain in the worst possible way - by blindly seeking revenge.
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