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Angel's Tale
Disclaimer:::: I do not own Final Fantasy 7 characters or any other game items, places etc… I also do not own the Album ‘Roentgen’ by HYDE, nor do I own the song ‘Angel’s Tale’ by HYDE.
Warnings:::: This is a Yaoi story… be warned male x male relationships. Abuse. Blood. Hurt/comfort etc… you are warned.. not kid or work friendly. MATURE CONTENT!!!
A/N 1:::: This short story series will be 4 parts long (or longer should I decide to continue it)
More specifically… this chapter… is based on the second part of the Roentgen series of songs by Hyde.. called Angel’s tale.
This particular chapter is mainly Genesis POV… and his story moreso, somewhat paralleling the first chapter, but going back further, and going more insight into the situation, their roles, and what is really happening.
REMEMBER… this is a TOTALLY AU story!!! Ok!? Just so that everyone knows…
“ROENTGEN STORY”
Chapter two
‘Angel’s Tale’
He was tired… so so tired. His light in his soul had faded long ago. And the shell left behind merely was hanging on for ‘him’… his flower… He’d lost one love… but wasn’t about to lose the other… not yet, and not without a fight. But the fight had taken longer than he’d expected.
Genesis looked down at his hands, Cloud’s blood still in the creases and along the nails. The blood of an innocent, one whom he loved dearly. His flower should be free and beautiful, allowed to love and laugh, grow and BE… but Genesis knew what had to be done, he need to save Cloud, in turn saving them all. Well… most of them all.
Where had it all started… how far had he really come? So much had happened in these years.
Sitting himself down on the floor of the balcony that had been closed off for so long, he thought how beautiful the scenery really was. But, he only wished that he could share it with Cloud. If only Cloud would accept what the reality was. That they could no longer support Cloud’s brother… and that there was far more to this situation. Cloud needed to concede to him, accept him… and maybe. Just maybe he could openly love his flower… and be in his arms again.
Genesis closed his eyes as the breeze danced around him and took him back in his memories…..
~*~*~*~
The entourage came to a halt at the queen’s request. The figure they saw on the ground was nothing but a boy, a young teen perhaps at the most. The queen had her knights lift the boy into the carriage and check him for wounds. Though most likely the boy had collapsed from exhaustion and malnutrition. He was obviously a foreigner, the queen noticed as she reached her delicate pale skinned hands to his matted bangs. He had the most warm toned, silken hair under all that travel grime. He looked to have been a fit boy. Maybe with some nutrition and care, he would be a nice young lad.
She had two young boys herself, so her heart went out to the young man that still lay unconscious the remainder of the trip. As they reached the castle of her kingdom the footman carried the significantly lighter then he should be, boy into the first bedroom for guests at the top of the stairs.
“My queen, do you want me to have the servants attend to him now ma’am?” The young footman asked as he stood by the door to leave.
“No, I’ll clean him up, tell someone to fetch the doctor and have the cook prepare some broth for the lad…” She said as she poured water into a bowl and got a cloth wet to begin washing at the boys face.
“As you wish Queen Jenovah” The man bowed and retreated from the room.
The queen stood by the boy till he came to consciousness and made sure he was clean, and fed some soothing and nutritious broth lending a warm hand to his forehead when he seemed chilled and lonely between bouts of sleep. She overlooked his care even when he got slightly better.
The boy learned to trust her as a mother. He owed her his life. As strength fully returned and he told her his name, he began to feel as if he too were a son to her. As time went on, he met her son’s… and was immediately attached to them and very protective.
His soft yet strong quality’s lent to his worth on top of the Queen being immensely attached to the boy. She looked at him like a big brother to her two pale sons. The warm red headed foreigner was a beautiful leveling to their pale and ethereal quality’s as he grew and become even taller and stronger of a young man, he took the vows and oaths of their kingdom, and the queen’s personal family guard… to protect and serve, first most, her Queen-ship, but her son’s… to his very life.
~*~
“Here in my heart…
Memories linger…
I hold them sacred…
Safe from all others…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
As days lengthened on the oldest boy Sephiroth’s, 15th year, Genesis began to see a new kinship develop between the two of them. And a new awareness as Sephiroth changed from the innocent boy into a young adult. He began to train with him and his trainers, daily. He wanted to be close, and to make the older of the two son’s happy. And he also saw that the boy could easily spin out of control. He wanted to be in control of far too much, for his tender age. He wanted to rule the guard that his father had long since passed away from being able to do his duty. He wanted to lead their nation in wars, he wanted to conquer and uphold their kingdoms outlying lands that were in skirmishes with other nations. He wanted, wanted, wanted… so much… so much… Including Genesis.
Genesis fell in love, deeply with the boy, secretly going to him at night, to allow the silver prince to take him. It began as a beautiful journey. Yet it quickly spiraled into a fierce battle of wills. Genesis watched sadly as his friend and brother lost more and more of himself as he conquered lands, people, and Genesis himself. Though, he lost a piece of himself every time that he thought he was only growing more and stronger.
Sephiroth would one day prove to become a danger. But genesis kept this fact secret among many others that he was forced to keep inside, with the tears. Only when he was alone would he allow himself to let it go… He loved the silver prince… he supported him… he filled his dreams as he worshiped him, yet feared him…
~*~
“A love such as this…
Once in a lifetime…
Lost in your beauty…
Still dreaming of you…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
As time went by, Genesis became more concerned with the queen. She had fallen ill, and with her unique power to predict partially fulfilled futures, she lay on her sick bed, crying to Genesis… daily begging him to protect her son. He swore to her daily that he did. And always would...no matter what. But when the queen turned her rare green slit eyes towards him… and the palest white/silver tresses floated over his fingertips as she held them tight. He never would have been prepared for what she would say.
“No… Cloud… For the safety and future of our kingdom, and this world… against any and all things, no matter the source… you must protect Cloud.” The look of sheer fright and dread on her normally stoic and ethereally beautiful feature’s, caused a cold fear to shutter through Genesis body.
That day he vowed on his own blood to uphold this new vow… and that day… the kingdom wailed the mournful loss of their one and only queen. But it also heralded the rise of the older son from prince to King. The day the world changed for Genesis, and his attention turned to the newly crowned prince that sat below and behind the newly crowned King.
~*~*~*~
Genesis stayed back… he only wanted to be a support to his king and prince and country. But though he did so, he watched, yes, he watched and learned… and saw the younger blond prince grow. Blossom into something more than a child. He watched as the innocent young soul idolized his brother and followed his every whim and order, and strove to learn everything he could, to be secondary in the kingdom. He wanted for nothing more than to support his brother, their king.
He enjoyed watching the boy learn… even though he knew that Cloud knew some about what Sephiroth did to him, there was nothing he could do about it. And he would take anything that Sephiroth did to him, as long as Cloud was safe, and it made Sephiroth happy.
But as time went on… Cloud sought him out more and more. He rejoiced inside at this. He loved the boy with his whole heart just as much as he did his older brother, but he also wanted to protect the boy. He didn’t want Sephiroth to bother his younger brother just because he was spending more time with him. But Genesis figured that this was as good a time as any to train the boy, and get to know him.
Little did he know that the boy would make him feel more alive that he’d felt in a long time. He saw something in his eyes he’d never seen before. And felt something growing under the edge of the heavy weight of responsibility he carried. No matter what, he’d give of himself for this boy’s life. He owed the late Queen Jenovah, that much and more. No one knew the hell he’d come from when he’d been taken in, and no one questioned it. He loved this family, and this kingdom.
~*~*~*~
Through the days as Cloud grew and changed, he awoke a simple happiness in me. Through gentle reassuring touches that I’d never known, save for the touch of the queen as she’d cared for me in the early days. And sweet encouraging words. It was as if Cloud truly could see me inside, the broken me that was hidden so deeply that no one had ever seen him. I’d never felt this alive. But… this boy… blooming like a flow under his watchful eye… took his breath away.
Though… would it be enough to stop the light from within me from dimming… as fate would have happen…
~*~
“You drove the sinner from me…
And shone with such glory…
Touching me softly…
My breath torn away…”
~*~
I was being broken… I was being hurt, abused, and beaten. More so now that the queen had been gone for some time. After his mission and travels for our kingdom he would return home to hurt me. It was as if the pain he caused me to feel was being dealt out, so as to be a for ground him. He became someone else when he left the castle. The bigger and wider our kingdom grew, the bigger and wider the gap in his humanity grew. I would always support him. The ‘him’ that was our kingdom’s protector. But I was beginning to think that he would not be such, for much longer.
The training with Cloud has grown risky. He is far too concerned about me, and the treatment from his brother. He is too close. Though, Gaia I ache to just be held by him and to cradle him in return. I want and crave the closeness that we have gained. But beyond and above any selfish wants, is the NEED to protect him. I fear that this is becoming a danger. Sephiroth is not happy with my training and overseeing of his brother.
~*~*~*~
I had been avoiding our training sessions for a few weeks, I managed to persuade Cloud to stop coming for training to me, yet not convince him as to why. Sephiroth has become unfailingly harsh. He has left me for dead, more than once… and even my natural ability to heal is lagging now. I believe that Sephiroth may know and even understand a little as to why I am what I am. Though… he will never know my greatest secrets.
The days are wearing on me. I have been to fight beside him now, more often. Though I am still left at the estate more than not. I am a great help to him, in overseeing the kingdom while he is away, Cloud is not old enough to take on that task yet.
I am beginning to feel a bitterness burn inside me, and strain to break free. All the pain, all the abuse, all of the hateful words and actions… it is building up. He trained me so well though, I almost ache for the biting words, and the screams that would be drawn from my body had I not stopped them every time. The pain makes me feel…alive… Maybe my soul is not dying…
It’s been a while now, I know that Cloud is trying his best to avoid me… he understood that that was what I wanted from him… though it hurt me to do it. I am far too tarnished for him to be near me. And I would only hurt him… or be the conduit from which true pain would come to him through. If only, if only I could dream of a life where I could love both my pale beauties and protect them and provide for them and be a support to them, if only Sephiroth wasn’t loosing who he was… to a sense of archaic ownership and selfishness that he is.
But as Sephirth rode up from his latest mission… I knew that I was on the fine edge of life and death… he would never be the love I once knew… and he was losing who he was. Permanently chipping away.. revealing the death and doom that is destined to come out from his soul… he is slowly revealing the monster within, and I fear that the queen was far too right in her fears.
I braced myself as the beating pummeled me and the maniacal look in his eyes brought forth a hideous monster inside my own as I grinned against the pain, the blood, the shattering blows. But even in the haze of blood and pain I saw the flash of someone dear… yes… my last thought was as I blacked out… the queen was far too right I thought with ultimate dread as the last thing I saw was the whip biting into Cloud as he protected my body bravely with his own
~*~*~*~
No words were spoken, as I came to, and found Cloud cradling my head. I didn’t comment about the blood streaking his back, and he didn’t comment about what had happened to me… we went our separate directions. But waking up to his face watching over me … one of my dearest memories…
~*~
“Wrapped in a silver veil…
Under skies so pale…
Trembling as I watched you…
One holy night…
Angel…”
~*~
Genesis had felt a sense of distance after the time he’d woken up in Cloud’s lap and he and Cloud had went separately to tend their wounded bodies. He knew Cloud watched, he was near… almost every time that Sephiroth did this. And now, ever time, Genesis wondered if it was the last. He felt ready to scream aloud to the heavens for guidance. What should he do? He had a promise to uphold, and a kingdom to help protect, not to mention an innocent and brave blond angel to save. Yet he could not stand up to, or stop Sephiroth. He belonged to him…
Every time was worse, and more painful… and more hateful. Sephiroth returned from wars, and battles, and missions of peace with an unworldly glow to his eyes. And Genesis had noted that Sephiroth had taken to learning magic and spells now too, a thing that was banned when the queen had been alive. He was lost… completely lost. There was but a shadow of the young man Genesis had vowed to love and serve. He knew that soon he would have to do something. For Cloud, For the Kingdom, and More…
~*~
“Snow can be warm…
Didn't you know that…
Just like a snowflake…
Falling from heaven…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
Days went by… but still his fate claimed him slowly. The light wasn’t bright anymore. Cloud did not look at him with awe and respect, or touch him gently on the shoulder anymore. No, he’d cruelly pushed him away enough so that he’d finally listened. Though Genesis knew he was never far. Watching what went on. And he could take comfort knowing that the blond angel didn’t hate him at least.
He’d gone on fighting beside Sephiroth and his sword, and gone on being on the receiving end of Sephiroth’s wrath as well.
One particularly warm day… found Genesis at a crux of his life… thinking it was truly the end… where it actually ended up as the true beginning.
Sephiroth had come to him as mighty and venomously beautiful as ever. Bearing down and not uttering word, the silver beauty almost looked regretful. He beat Genesis. Genesis could hardly hold in the cries this time. The pounding the hurting the hating, the sadness. Genesis almost thought he could see the silver king crying silently along with him. Maybe all along Sephiroth knew that he was dying as one person and becoming another and hated it?...
Sephiroth whispered… once… as he pulled out his long thin sword. “I knight you as mine… forever, my red angel…” And he’d sliced deeply across genesis back… how many times the cinnamon knight could not tell. He quivered on the outside and mourned on the inside.
He was taken, brutally then. Feeling acute pleasure alongside the searing pain. Crying out lightly as he orgasm’d along with his silver king. He was abandoned face to the side in the dust on the ground of the courtyard. He saw Sephiroth in slow motion through eyes glassed over in pain and mourning regret, as the silver headed leader of their country and holder of his heart glanced once more at Genesis face as if to say goodbye. He knew that Sephiroth didn’t care if he died there on that ground, or maybe a part of him…deep inside still did, did Sephiroth still know in a tiny shard of himself that might still be alive… just what he was really doing? Did the man KNOW that Genesis was fated to be pit against him???
~*~
“I kept my feelings from you…
The heavens divide us…
I longed to tell you…
All my heart's desire…”
~*~
When Genesis opened his eyes he was no longer laying in the dust of the ground. He looked up to see the golden outline of a sweet brilliant angel. Warm like the sun, and pure like a white winged angel. For a moment he didn’t care to wonder how he ended up there, he simply allowed his mind to smile secretly inside at the comfort of being there. But in the briefest of seconds, when it registered on the golden angels face that his eeys were open… Genesis suddenly remembered what happened, the blood, the pain, the humiliation… but worse… He’d been crying, he could feel the droplets of salty water still sliding slowly out of the corner of his eyes despite the fact he’d been out of consciousness.
“How dare you touch me!” Genesis cried out. “How dare you see me like this!” He was beyond humiliated… NO one saw him like this… no one… He felt even more like crying now. Though made no attempt to move, he just wanted to die… have peace now… this was all too much.
But the moment Genesis’s words sunk in to the blond’s mind, Genesis saw tears begin to fall from his eyes, matching Genesis own. Cloud suddenly cradled him tighter and turned his head. “There, now I can’t see you” Cloud said softly… and began to sob quietly while rocking and swaying Genesis body against his own.
Genesis allowed himself to feel the motion of the rocking, and turned his face against Clouds chest burying it and allowing the tears to come unhindered for a time.
Those words had been the opening of the floodgates… Cloud had held him that day till he could cry no more, then without a word exchanges Cloud had helped him to the house. Laid him down on a futon and gone for supplies. Genesis had struggled, but managed to get up and disappear while the blond was gone. He needed time to think, and allow his body to heal itself in lone, sad, silence. His heart was broken, yet yearning… Love… He’d loved one to be torn, and loved another to be a forbidden feeling…
~*~
“If only I had wings…
Wings as white as yours…
Up into the sky…
I'd surely fly…
Angel Ahh...”
~*~
~*~*~*~
Genesis must have been crying and trembling, because he felt his body vibrate against something warm and was startled from his memories to see the scenery around the balcony of the place he’d brought Cloud to.
“Please Genesis… don’t cry.” Genesis heard from a dry and tired voiced Cloud. But then instead of leaving it at that Cloud leaned down to wrap his arms around Genesis trembling form. He seemed to think about something for a second and then went to speak again as he kneeled and pulled Genesis tighter against him and turned his head to look behind Genesis at the side of the house. “you can cry… here… I can’t see you… let it go” …
Genesis leaned into the warm embrace and was pulled like a bee to pollen as he pressed his cheek against the bare flesh of Clouds chest. He deeply inhaled the scent that was all Cloud’s. Then wrapped his arms around the frail boy’s body and clung like a lifeline to him, weeping for all the countless and sleepless nights, and the pain that he’d caused the boy, and the heartache of not loving him… not allowing himself to truly love him…
~*~
“Yes, on such snowy nights…
Memories revive…
Your eternal flame…
Burning again secret…”
~*~
Genesis felt complete warmth overtake him as the tears began to decrease. Clouds arms tightened though, and embraced him more warmly. Genesis began to feel dampness at the nape of his neck as Cloud buried his face there and kissed it very tenderly.
Genesis pulled his head up from Clouds chest forcing them both to sit up more. He grabbed Clouds face and pulled it to his own and claimed his lips in a warm and chaste kiss. No words were needed as he pulled back again and wrapped his arms around the blond boy.
He’d once been the fallen and saved angel… but that angel no longer existed it was fallen, he now needed to save another angel from falling. The golden angel that was tightly tucked into his embrace…
~*~
“Here in my heart…
Memories linger…
I hold them scared…
Safe from all others…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
~*~*~*~
~End of Chapter Two~
A/N 2:::: ok… that’s all for chapter 2… and gen-only POV… Next chapter is “shallow sleep” and will be both POV’s back and forth… and also… it will have citrus in it :P and history stuff again… and also some really REALLY sick stuff too.. so, be warned ahead of time. The next two chapters (final half) of this story will both be quite long compared to the first two chapters.
I hope to update sooner than it took me this time for an update… sorry. I was in a writing slump for quite a while… and more that in a GREAT mood for writing recently and been having a hard time deciding on what to write on :P I want to write and work on ALL of my stories!! So.. they shall ALL have updates.. slowly but surely…
And of course… been listening to self titled HYDE works… as well as LOTS of L’arc en ciel!!! Lol… between those selections and VAMPS… I just CANNOT get enough of that man :P:P:P ta ta for now!!!
Warnings:::: This is a Yaoi story… be warned male x male relationships. Abuse. Blood. Hurt/comfort etc… you are warned.. not kid or work friendly. MATURE CONTENT!!!
A/N 1:::: This short story series will be 4 parts long (or longer should I decide to continue it)
More specifically… this chapter… is based on the second part of the Roentgen series of songs by Hyde.. called Angel’s tale.
This particular chapter is mainly Genesis POV… and his story moreso, somewhat paralleling the first chapter, but going back further, and going more insight into the situation, their roles, and what is really happening.
REMEMBER… this is a TOTALLY AU story!!! Ok!? Just so that everyone knows…
“ROENTGEN STORY”
Chapter two
‘Angel’s Tale’
He was tired… so so tired. His light in his soul had faded long ago. And the shell left behind merely was hanging on for ‘him’… his flower… He’d lost one love… but wasn’t about to lose the other… not yet, and not without a fight. But the fight had taken longer than he’d expected.
Genesis looked down at his hands, Cloud’s blood still in the creases and along the nails. The blood of an innocent, one whom he loved dearly. His flower should be free and beautiful, allowed to love and laugh, grow and BE… but Genesis knew what had to be done, he need to save Cloud, in turn saving them all. Well… most of them all.
Where had it all started… how far had he really come? So much had happened in these years.
Sitting himself down on the floor of the balcony that had been closed off for so long, he thought how beautiful the scenery really was. But, he only wished that he could share it with Cloud. If only Cloud would accept what the reality was. That they could no longer support Cloud’s brother… and that there was far more to this situation. Cloud needed to concede to him, accept him… and maybe. Just maybe he could openly love his flower… and be in his arms again.
Genesis closed his eyes as the breeze danced around him and took him back in his memories…..
~*~*~*~
The entourage came to a halt at the queen’s request. The figure they saw on the ground was nothing but a boy, a young teen perhaps at the most. The queen had her knights lift the boy into the carriage and check him for wounds. Though most likely the boy had collapsed from exhaustion and malnutrition. He was obviously a foreigner, the queen noticed as she reached her delicate pale skinned hands to his matted bangs. He had the most warm toned, silken hair under all that travel grime. He looked to have been a fit boy. Maybe with some nutrition and care, he would be a nice young lad.
She had two young boys herself, so her heart went out to the young man that still lay unconscious the remainder of the trip. As they reached the castle of her kingdom the footman carried the significantly lighter then he should be, boy into the first bedroom for guests at the top of the stairs.
“My queen, do you want me to have the servants attend to him now ma’am?” The young footman asked as he stood by the door to leave.
“No, I’ll clean him up, tell someone to fetch the doctor and have the cook prepare some broth for the lad…” She said as she poured water into a bowl and got a cloth wet to begin washing at the boys face.
“As you wish Queen Jenovah” The man bowed and retreated from the room.
The queen stood by the boy till he came to consciousness and made sure he was clean, and fed some soothing and nutritious broth lending a warm hand to his forehead when he seemed chilled and lonely between bouts of sleep. She overlooked his care even when he got slightly better.
The boy learned to trust her as a mother. He owed her his life. As strength fully returned and he told her his name, he began to feel as if he too were a son to her. As time went on, he met her son’s… and was immediately attached to them and very protective.
His soft yet strong quality’s lent to his worth on top of the Queen being immensely attached to the boy. She looked at him like a big brother to her two pale sons. The warm red headed foreigner was a beautiful leveling to their pale and ethereal quality’s as he grew and become even taller and stronger of a young man, he took the vows and oaths of their kingdom, and the queen’s personal family guard… to protect and serve, first most, her Queen-ship, but her son’s… to his very life.
~*~
“Here in my heart…
Memories linger…
I hold them sacred…
Safe from all others…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
As days lengthened on the oldest boy Sephiroth’s, 15th year, Genesis began to see a new kinship develop between the two of them. And a new awareness as Sephiroth changed from the innocent boy into a young adult. He began to train with him and his trainers, daily. He wanted to be close, and to make the older of the two son’s happy. And he also saw that the boy could easily spin out of control. He wanted to be in control of far too much, for his tender age. He wanted to rule the guard that his father had long since passed away from being able to do his duty. He wanted to lead their nation in wars, he wanted to conquer and uphold their kingdoms outlying lands that were in skirmishes with other nations. He wanted, wanted, wanted… so much… so much… Including Genesis.
Genesis fell in love, deeply with the boy, secretly going to him at night, to allow the silver prince to take him. It began as a beautiful journey. Yet it quickly spiraled into a fierce battle of wills. Genesis watched sadly as his friend and brother lost more and more of himself as he conquered lands, people, and Genesis himself. Though, he lost a piece of himself every time that he thought he was only growing more and stronger.
Sephiroth would one day prove to become a danger. But genesis kept this fact secret among many others that he was forced to keep inside, with the tears. Only when he was alone would he allow himself to let it go… He loved the silver prince… he supported him… he filled his dreams as he worshiped him, yet feared him…
~*~
“A love such as this…
Once in a lifetime…
Lost in your beauty…
Still dreaming of you…
Angel's Tale…”
~*~
As time went by, Genesis became more concerned with the queen. She had fallen ill, and with her unique power to predict partially fulfilled futures, she lay on her sick bed, crying to Genesis… daily begging him to protect her son. He swore to her daily that he did. And always would...no matter what. But when the queen turned her rare green slit eyes towards him… and the palest white/silver tresses floated over his fingertips as she held them tight. He never would have been prepared for what she would say.
“No… Cloud… For the safety and future of our kingdom, and this world… against any and all things, no matter the source… you must protect Cloud.” The look of sheer fright and dread on her normally stoic and ethereally beautiful feature’s, caused a cold fear to shutter through Genesis body.
That day he vowed on his own blood to uphold this new vow… and that day… the kingdom wailed the mournful loss of their one and only queen. But it also heralded the rise of the older son from prince to King. The day the world changed for Genesis, and his attention turned to the newly crowned prince that sat below and behind the newly crowned King.
~*~*~*~
Genesis stayed back… he only wanted to be a support to his king and prince and country. But though he did so, he watched, yes, he watched and learned… and saw the younger blond prince grow. Blossom into something more than a child. He watched as the innocent young soul idolized his brother and followed his every whim and order, and strove to learn everything he could, to be secondary in the kingdom. He wanted for nothing more than to support his brother, their king.
He enjoyed watching the boy learn… even though he knew that Cloud knew some about what Sephiroth did to him, there was nothing he could do about it. And he would take anything that Sephiroth did to him, as long as Cloud was safe, and it made Sephiroth happy.
But as time went on… Cloud sought him out more and more. He rejoiced inside at this. He loved the boy with his whole heart just as much as he did his older brother, but he also wanted to protect the boy. He didn’t want Sephiroth to bother his younger brother just because he was spending more time with him. But Genesis figured that this was as good a time as any to train the boy, and get to know him.
Little did he know that the boy would make him feel more alive that he’d felt in a long time. He saw something in his eyes he’d never seen before. And felt something growing under the edge of the heavy weight of responsibility he carried. No matter what, he’d give of himself for this boy’s life. He owed the late Queen Jenovah, that much and more. No one knew the hell he’d come from when he’d been taken in, and no one questioned it. He loved this family, and this kingdom.
~*~*~*~
Through the days as Cloud grew and changed, he awoke a simple happiness in me. Through gentle reassuring touches that I’d never known, save for the touch of the queen as she’d cared for me in the early days. And sweet encouraging words. It was as if Cloud truly could see me inside, the broken me that was hidden so deeply that no one had ever seen him. I’d never felt this alive. But… this boy… blooming like a flow under his watchful eye… took his breath away.
Though… would it be enough to stop the light from within me from dimming… as fate would have happen…
~*~
“You drove the sinner from me…
And shone with such glory…
Touching me softly…
My breath torn away…”
~*~
I was being broken… I was being hurt, abused, and beaten. More so now that the queen had been gone for some time. After his mission and travels for our kingdom he would return home to hurt me. It was as if the pain he caused me to feel was being dealt out, so as to be a for ground him. He became someone else when he left the castle. The bigger and wider our kingdom grew, the bigger and wider the gap in his humanity grew. I would always support him. The ‘him’ that was our kingdom’s protector. But I was beginning to think that he would not be such, for much longer.
The training with Cloud has grown risky. He is far too concerned about me, and the treatment from his brother. He is too close. Though, Gaia I ache to just be held by him and to cradle him in return. I want and crave the closeness that we have gained. But beyond and above any selfish wants, is the NEED to protect him. I fear that this is becoming a danger. Sephiroth is not happy with my training and overseeing of his brother.
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I had been avoiding our training sessions for a few weeks, I managed to persuade Cloud to stop coming for training to me, yet not convince him as to why. Sephiroth has become unfailingly harsh. He has left me for dead, more than once… and even my natural ability to heal is lagging now. I believe that Sephiroth may know and even understand a little as to why I am what I am. Though… he will never know my greatest secrets.
The days are wearing on me. I have been to fight beside him now, more often. Though I am still left at the estate more than not. I am a great help to him, in overseeing the kingdom while he is away, Cloud is not old enough to take on that task yet.
I am beginning to feel a bitterness burn inside me, and strain to break free. All the pain, all the abuse, all of the hateful words and actions… it is building up. He trained me so well though, I almost ache for the biting words, and the screams that would be drawn from my body had I not stopped them every time. The pain makes me feel…alive… Maybe my soul is not dying…
It’s been a while now, I know that Cloud is trying his best to avoid me… he understood that that was what I wanted from him… though it hurt me to do it. I am far too tarnished for him to be near me. And I would only hurt him… or be the conduit from which true pain would come to him through. If only, if only I could dream of a life where I could love both my pale beauties and protect them and provide for them and be a support to them, if only Sephiroth wasn’t loosing who he was… to a sense of archaic ownership and selfishness that he is.
But as Sephirth rode up from his latest mission… I knew that I was on the fine edge of life and death… he would never be the love I once knew… and he was losing who he was. Permanently chipping away.. revealing the death and doom that is destined to come out from his soul… he is slowly revealing the monster within, and I fear that the queen was far too right in her fears.
I braced myself as the beating pummeled me and the maniacal look in his eyes brought forth a hideous monster inside my own as I grinned against the pain, the blood, the shattering blows. But even in the haze of blood and pain I saw the flash of someone dear… yes… my last thought was as I blacked out… the queen was far too right I thought with ultimate dread as the last thing I saw was the whip biting into Cloud as he protected my body bravely with his own
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No words were spoken, as I came to, and found Cloud cradling my head. I didn’t comment about the blood streaking his back, and he didn’t comment about what had happened to me… we went our separate directions. But waking up to his face watching over me … one of my dearest memories…
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“Wrapped in a silver veil…
Under skies so pale…
Trembling as I watched you…
One holy night…
Angel…”
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Genesis had felt a sense of distance after the time he’d woken up in Cloud’s lap and he and Cloud had went separately to tend their wounded bodies. He knew Cloud watched, he was near… almost every time that Sephiroth did this. And now, ever time, Genesis wondered if it was the last. He felt ready to scream aloud to the heavens for guidance. What should he do? He had a promise to uphold, and a kingdom to help protect, not to mention an innocent and brave blond angel to save. Yet he could not stand up to, or stop Sephiroth. He belonged to him…
Every time was worse, and more painful… and more hateful. Sephiroth returned from wars, and battles, and missions of peace with an unworldly glow to his eyes. And Genesis had noted that Sephiroth had taken to learning magic and spells now too, a thing that was banned when the queen had been alive. He was lost… completely lost. There was but a shadow of the young man Genesis had vowed to love and serve. He knew that soon he would have to do something. For Cloud, For the Kingdom, and More…
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“Snow can be warm…
Didn't you know that…
Just like a snowflake…
Falling from heaven…
Angel's Tale…”
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Days went by… but still his fate claimed him slowly. The light wasn’t bright anymore. Cloud did not look at him with awe and respect, or touch him gently on the shoulder anymore. No, he’d cruelly pushed him away enough so that he’d finally listened. Though Genesis knew he was never far. Watching what went on. And he could take comfort knowing that the blond angel didn’t hate him at least.
He’d gone on fighting beside Sephiroth and his sword, and gone on being on the receiving end of Sephiroth’s wrath as well.
One particularly warm day… found Genesis at a crux of his life… thinking it was truly the end… where it actually ended up as the true beginning.
Sephiroth had come to him as mighty and venomously beautiful as ever. Bearing down and not uttering word, the silver beauty almost looked regretful. He beat Genesis. Genesis could hardly hold in the cries this time. The pounding the hurting the hating, the sadness. Genesis almost thought he could see the silver king crying silently along with him. Maybe all along Sephiroth knew that he was dying as one person and becoming another and hated it?...
Sephiroth whispered… once… as he pulled out his long thin sword. “I knight you as mine… forever, my red angel…” And he’d sliced deeply across genesis back… how many times the cinnamon knight could not tell. He quivered on the outside and mourned on the inside.
He was taken, brutally then. Feeling acute pleasure alongside the searing pain. Crying out lightly as he orgasm’d along with his silver king. He was abandoned face to the side in the dust on the ground of the courtyard. He saw Sephiroth in slow motion through eyes glassed over in pain and mourning regret, as the silver headed leader of their country and holder of his heart glanced once more at Genesis face as if to say goodbye. He knew that Sephiroth didn’t care if he died there on that ground, or maybe a part of him…deep inside still did, did Sephiroth still know in a tiny shard of himself that might still be alive… just what he was really doing? Did the man KNOW that Genesis was fated to be pit against him???
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“I kept my feelings from you…
The heavens divide us…
I longed to tell you…
All my heart's desire…”
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When Genesis opened his eyes he was no longer laying in the dust of the ground. He looked up to see the golden outline of a sweet brilliant angel. Warm like the sun, and pure like a white winged angel. For a moment he didn’t care to wonder how he ended up there, he simply allowed his mind to smile secretly inside at the comfort of being there. But in the briefest of seconds, when it registered on the golden angels face that his eeys were open… Genesis suddenly remembered what happened, the blood, the pain, the humiliation… but worse… He’d been crying, he could feel the droplets of salty water still sliding slowly out of the corner of his eyes despite the fact he’d been out of consciousness.
“How dare you touch me!” Genesis cried out. “How dare you see me like this!” He was beyond humiliated… NO one saw him like this… no one… He felt even more like crying now. Though made no attempt to move, he just wanted to die… have peace now… this was all too much.
But the moment Genesis’s words sunk in to the blond’s mind, Genesis saw tears begin to fall from his eyes, matching Genesis own. Cloud suddenly cradled him tighter and turned his head. “There, now I can’t see you” Cloud said softly… and began to sob quietly while rocking and swaying Genesis body against his own.
Genesis allowed himself to feel the motion of the rocking, and turned his face against Clouds chest burying it and allowing the tears to come unhindered for a time.
Those words had been the opening of the floodgates… Cloud had held him that day till he could cry no more, then without a word exchanges Cloud had helped him to the house. Laid him down on a futon and gone for supplies. Genesis had struggled, but managed to get up and disappear while the blond was gone. He needed time to think, and allow his body to heal itself in lone, sad, silence. His heart was broken, yet yearning… Love… He’d loved one to be torn, and loved another to be a forbidden feeling…
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“If only I had wings…
Wings as white as yours…
Up into the sky…
I'd surely fly…
Angel Ahh...”
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Genesis must have been crying and trembling, because he felt his body vibrate against something warm and was startled from his memories to see the scenery around the balcony of the place he’d brought Cloud to.
“Please Genesis… don’t cry.” Genesis heard from a dry and tired voiced Cloud. But then instead of leaving it at that Cloud leaned down to wrap his arms around Genesis trembling form. He seemed to think about something for a second and then went to speak again as he kneeled and pulled Genesis tighter against him and turned his head to look behind Genesis at the side of the house. “you can cry… here… I can’t see you… let it go” …
Genesis leaned into the warm embrace and was pulled like a bee to pollen as he pressed his cheek against the bare flesh of Clouds chest. He deeply inhaled the scent that was all Cloud’s. Then wrapped his arms around the frail boy’s body and clung like a lifeline to him, weeping for all the countless and sleepless nights, and the pain that he’d caused the boy, and the heartache of not loving him… not allowing himself to truly love him…
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“Yes, on such snowy nights…
Memories revive…
Your eternal flame…
Burning again secret…”
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Genesis felt complete warmth overtake him as the tears began to decrease. Clouds arms tightened though, and embraced him more warmly. Genesis began to feel dampness at the nape of his neck as Cloud buried his face there and kissed it very tenderly.
Genesis pulled his head up from Clouds chest forcing them both to sit up more. He grabbed Clouds face and pulled it to his own and claimed his lips in a warm and chaste kiss. No words were needed as he pulled back again and wrapped his arms around the blond boy.
He’d once been the fallen and saved angel… but that angel no longer existed it was fallen, he now needed to save another angel from falling. The golden angel that was tightly tucked into his embrace…
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“Here in my heart…
Memories linger…
I hold them scared…
Safe from all others…
Angel's Tale…”
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~End of Chapter Two~
A/N 2:::: ok… that’s all for chapter 2… and gen-only POV… Next chapter is “shallow sleep” and will be both POV’s back and forth… and also… it will have citrus in it :P and history stuff again… and also some really REALLY sick stuff too.. so, be warned ahead of time. The next two chapters (final half) of this story will both be quite long compared to the first two chapters.
I hope to update sooner than it took me this time for an update… sorry. I was in a writing slump for quite a while… and more that in a GREAT mood for writing recently and been having a hard time deciding on what to write on :P I want to write and work on ALL of my stories!! So.. they shall ALL have updates.. slowly but surely…
And of course… been listening to self titled HYDE works… as well as LOTS of L’arc en ciel!!! Lol… between those selections and VAMPS… I just CANNOT get enough of that man :P:P:P ta ta for now!!!