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To Breed an Army	By : Vidori Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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If you made it to chapter two, then wow! Am I suprised, lol. Anyway, I know nothing's really being explained yet, but give it time. This is definitely a WIP. I can only do what the characters want me to, so please bear with me and I promise the boys will make it worth it. So on with chapter two!
Chapter Two
Say you feel nothing when you see me. Say that where I walk, flowers have grown. ...Just give me something. Give me somethin' I can put in stone. - Amel Larrieux "Unanswered Question"

Something smells like ass� And sweat, Ne�Sa decided as she came to with her cheek pressed to a cushion. But mostly ass. She blinked a few time and pushed an arm beneath her on the seat to sit up. A dull ache in her elbow reminded her of where she�d just been and she carefully rubbed a hand against the puncture marks as she glanced around.

The train car was empty save for herself. A subtle shift to her right and she had to amend her thoughts. Right. Not alone. Ne�Sa continued to rub her arm and inhaled a steadying breath.

�How long was I out this time, Turk?� Her voice came out hoarse from disuse and she coughed as it irritated her throat.

�Two more stops,� the Turk replied, keeping his gaze on the scenery flying by the window. Ne�Sa grimaced. It had been at least an hour, then, since they�d left Hojo�s lab. She sighed and figured it could have been worse. There had been sessions with Hojo where she�d been out for days afterward, waking up to the Turk beside her bed. He�d wait for the first signs of awareness before he would leave.

A part of her couldn�t help but wonder what the other Turks thought of his many absences, but it was just a small part and she could never bring herself to ask.

Just like he�s never asked about the tests. Ne�Sa matched his gaze, watching as the train moved down into a tunnel. Static crinkled by her ear and she glanced over at the Turk, the noise coming from the ear piece to his transmitter that he�d flung over his shoulder. He was ignoring his duties again� For her, not really anything of importance. She felt a stab of guilt out of nowhere.

Well, it�s not exactly out of nowhere, she defended to herself. The two of us have been doing Hojo�s dance for how many years now? She stopped rubbing her elbow to settled her arms around her middle, holding herself against the downward spiral of her thoughts. Besides, the Turk has always been able to just walk away, right? There�s nothing holding him to this, to me. So why hasn�t he?

That was another question she�d never allowed herself to ask, too afraid of the feelings it would make her face. She slouched against the seat and laid her head back, choosing to stare at the stationary ceiling instead of the flashing lights outside the train on the tunnel.
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He couldn�t bring himself to look at her. Carrying her out of the labs had been as easy as ever seeing as she never seemed to gain weight anymore. She�d been pretty out of it since leaving, eyes staring straight ahead and not taking in anything. When he�d set her down on the train seat, she�d immediately laid down and stayed there, unmoving and unblinking. He�d taken the seat opposite of her without thinking and eventually felt her unseeing, still-slightly Mako-enhanced gaze boring a hole through his chest.

He had rubbed that spot with a slight frown and switched positions to sit beside her instead. The soft murmur of voices sounding randomly in his ear piece had been background to the gentle sway of the train, threatening to put him to sleep. He�d pulled the piece out and slung it over his shoulder to dangle against his dark jacket.

Still, he couldn�t look at her, knowing the sight of her just laying there would clench something in his chest. So the Turk sat there in silence as the train moved and stopped, moved and stopped.

With only a few stops left, he heard the stuttered shift of Ne�Sa�s breathing return to normal. He let go of a mental breath of his own that he could never stop himself from holding in times like these as he watched her move out of the corner of his eye. He fought the frown he knew would appear when she began to rub her arm. His fists tightened against his knees giving him away to the woman beside him.

Gaia, what I wouldn�t give to kill that bastard. He could imagine the many ways he could do it, too. So many of them would allow him to dispose quietly of the body so easily.

�How long was I out this time, Turk?�

Her voice startled him, but he didn�t let it show, couldn�t let her know how bad she sounded and waited for her sudden coughing fit to pass.

�Two more stops,� was all he said and if his tone was gruffer than normal, she didn�t call him on it. Truthfully, she�d only been really out of it for an hour this time. Other times, though� He felt his fists tighten again. Other times, he could remember sitting by her bed, head in his hands, wondering if she would even recover, desperately hoping each time wouldn�t be the last. There were times he almost couldn�t stop himself from asking the questions he so desperately wanted answered. Asking about the tests, how she was feeling, or if she even knew his name anymore. He sometimes wondered if he�d been relegated to �Turk� for the rest of their�partnership, so to speak.

But he kept silent. Even being who he was, he was too afraid to ask, afraid of the answers he thought he might already know. He knew she had questions of her own. He could see them pooling in her eyes every now and then before they disappeared with a moment of weakness and the wall between them would be thrown violently back up. That fact solidified as her attention turned to the crackling of his receiver when the train went down into the tunnel for their stop. He knew she�d never ask, though, just like him. Whether it was because she was afraid of the answers, too, or if she just didn�t care enough to ask� He didn�t know and probably never would.

He saw her lay her head back and the rest of the ride passed in normal silence. When the train stopped, the Turk helped Ne�Sa to stand and guided her onto the platform and out of the station beyond. He kept his arm around her waist as they both noticed she was still a bit unsteady on her feet. He kept it as a light pressure, though, ever mindful of whatever pride she may have left.

They walked slowly. She still couldn�t move too fast and he was unwilling to hurry her. He refused to rush her, push her past what she could manage on her own. That thought led him to more thoughts of Hojo again and he almost growled an expletive, cursing the scientist a hundred times over.

�Turk! Trying to breathe here!� Ne�Sa�s voice, once again, snapped him out of his rage and he loosened his grip around her waist. He didn�t apologize, knew she didn�t expect one and wouldn�t accept it anyway. She could probably guess at his train of thought and understand. He did frown, then. The girl really was too understanding sometimes, too forgiving in a way. He wished, not for the first time, that she would show some type of resistance to Hojo. Anything. Any kind of sign that would let him know it was okay to tear the scientist apart, piece by agonizing piece.

That was a satisfying idea and he would have smiled if he thought his facial muscles could manage the movement in his current predicament. Probably would have scared Ne�Sa if he did.

�Heh,� he couldn�t help the slight chuckle, knowing it was out of place, and Ne�Sa glanced up at him with an arched brow. He cleared his throat and she only shook her head, not asking about the strange sound.

Just as her building came into view, the Turk felt the fine hairs on his arms and neck stand up in warning. He tensed, glancing around into the shadows waiting for the attack he could feel coming.

He didn�t expect the explosion as it startled them both enough to stumble a little to the side. The sounds of it echoed in the distance and in his transmitter as he could hear voices shouting from his receiver. He heard his name more than once and knew he had to go. He looked down to Ne�Sa who stood there, shocked and a little out of breath. She looked towards her apartment and then back at him with a nod.

�Just go, Turk. I can make it the rest of the way.� Her voice wasn�t as reassuring as her words. He didn�t want to leave her, knew what kind of sector this was, but another shout of his name and he was gone. He disappeared in the alleyway across from her with his own shout of: �Get home!�

He never looked back, never saw her standing where he�d left her, staring after him and then up towards the city in the distance where smoke and a few flames still licked the horizon.

�Be careful, Turk,� She whispered and grimaced as she turned for home.
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Sephiroth kicked a part of a crumbled wall and watched absently as it fell, dust billowing up around it. He stepped back, silver hair swinging in the light breeze. Looking around, he studied the Second Class SOLDIERS picking through the rubble. He spied Zack off to the side speaking with Rufus Shinra. He caught movement beyond the pair and turned away as the small group of Turks emerged from the shadows of another building. He could admit to himself that he was still in a small amount of shock. It really had happened. The labs were gone, reduced to ash and remnants of what had been a personal hell for the General for so long.

�General Sephiroth, sir!�

�Strife.� The silver-haired general nodded in acknowledgement of the man saluting before him. The First Class SOLDIER was carrying a shovel propped against his shoulder and he shifted his weight easily beneath Sephiroth�s gaze, giving the general a slight smile.

�No sign of any casualties yet, sir,� Strife reported as he followed Sephiroth�s gaze around the site. �And still no sign of what even caused the explosion.�

Sephiroth made a short humming sound as he looked back to the SOLDIER beside him. Even amidst a disaster, Strife cut a beautiful image. Of course, he smirked slightly, the wafting smoke and smudges of dirt on the man�s pale profile didn�t hurt.

�I know that look,� The blond grinned, catching Sephiroth�s appraising eyes. His voice lowered to a murmur. �And you shouldn�t tempt me, sir. Not with so many present. It�s not fair.� Sephiroth kept his smirk, but made a show of turning his gaze elsewhere in response.

�How long until we find what caused the explosion?� He asked. Strife shifted his weight again as he shrugged.

�No idea, sir. Hojo�s a damn tricky bastard, though. Wouldn�t be surprised if he blew himself up for some stupid test.�

�I�m sure the thought has crossed his mind before,� Sephiroth replied in amusement as Zack called out to them. They watched him pick his way over the rubble and he clapped Sephiroth on the back as he surveyed the damage.

�I can�t believe it�s all gone!� He exclaimed and turned a wide grin on the General. �Good thing Hojo didn�t want you today, huh, Seph? Oh, hey, Cloud! How�s First Class treating you?�

�Fabulous,� Cloud replied dryly to the boisterous Lt. General, looking down at his filthy clothing. �I was just pointing out how it wouldn�t surprise me if Hojo did this himself.�

Zack�s eyes widened and he let out a whistle. �I hadn�t thought of that, but it does kind of make sense, huh?�

�Hojo would find it amusing, no doubt, to see everyone scrambling around because of him. Though, I cannot see him sacrificing his experiments unless this was part of one,� Sephiroth pointed out as they were now hailed by the President. The blond came up on his toes a bit to see over Zack�s shoulder.

�Fuck me,� Cloud groaned, ignoring the amused glance the other two men shared. �I hope Rufus doesn�t have the Turks start digging around here, too. Place is already crawling with the Second Division as it is. Keep �em off my ass, will you, Zack?�

�Sure thing, Spikey, but I thought you lo-�

�Zack.� Sephiroth�s warning came a second before Rufus reached them with Tseng in tow. The other Turks remained a good distance away, back where they�d first stopped to talk to Rufus. Sephiroth barely spared them a glance and refused to roll his eyes when Reno shot him a thumbs up with a grin. His partner remained stoic at his side, sunglasses in place just like the General had always seen him.

Sephiroth carried a healthy respect for Rude being able to put up with the redhead. As far as he was concerned, Reno was an idiot. His skill as a Turk was his only redeeming quality. He caught Cloud saluting out of the corner of his eye and sighed. He�d missed the entire conversation it would seem, but from the tense line of Strife�s spine as the First walked away to round up the Seconds, he could tell how it had gone.

We�ll have to make it up to him later, Sephiroth mused and tuned the President back in.

�-let us know if they find anything. I do want a meeting bright and early tomorrow morning so that we may discuss what has happened and any ideas you may have.� Rufus wiped a smudge of dust off his white coat. Zack nodded when he noticed Sephiroth wasn�t going to reply.

�We�ll put our heads�together tonight and see what we can come�up with,� Zack assured the President. The purposeful pauses he made did not go unnoticed. Tseng made a low sound of disgust as Sephiroth fought another smirk and just rolled his eyes. Rufus eyed Zack warily, not quite catching the joke or choosing to just ignore it.

�Right� Anyway,� Rufus turned to Sephiroth with a sigh. �Let the Turks do their thing and then have Third Class and the cadets out here to clean up what they can. I�ll see you in the morning, gentlemen.� He gave them a nod and stepped away, starting a discussion with Tseng in low tones as they left.

Sephiroth glanced at Zack who had turned to watch Strife finishing up with the Seconds. He moved to stand beside his Lieutenant and watched as well.

�You really just can�t help yourself, can you?� Sephiroth wondered absently and Zack laughed.

�With Rufus, it�s way too easy and the ability to make Tseng actually use an expression�� He trailed off as Cloud shot them a wink before smoothly following his crew back into Shinra. �He�s not happy about Rufus� decision, Seph.�

�I�m sure Rufus did it on purpose,� the General murmured. �They�ve never gotten along.� He reached up to brush some hair out of his eye and noticed Zack�s hand had come up, too. He arched a silver brow in question. The hand hovered in the air for a moment before the raven-haired SOLDIER smiled ruefully at him the he dropped his hand and the smile and rolled his shoulders.

�It�s only because Rufus is jealous of what we have. He�s never gonna get past that, so he should just suck it the hell up,� Zack fumed quietly. �He shouldn�t go taking it out on Cloud just because he can. Cloud�s proven himself time and again and Rufus just� He just��

Sephiroth settled a hand on Zack�s shoulder, fingers massaging lightly. �I know, Zack. Believe me. Rufus will come to his senses soon even if I have to beat them into him.� That got Zack to laugh and he shook his head, watching as the Turks began to set up lighting around the foundation of rubble.

�You�d think sleeping with you would be enough to keep everyone�s tails between their legs,� He pointed out to his silver-haired friend. It was Sephiroth�s turn to laugh, not quite as loud as Zack, but rich enough.

�Rufus Shinra is not that smart.�
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