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Walking Out on Destiny	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2575 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Walking Out on Destiny

Episode 1: Genesis - Pun Intended

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Sephiroth tapped his mechanical pencil in boredom as he waited for the others in the class around him finished the SOLDIER entrance exam. Professor Hojo had argued with Vincent that he didn't need to take something as frivolous as the exam when he was the new breakthrough in SOLDIER research. Sephiroth had begged Vincent to be allowed to take the test like everyone else. He was trying his hardest to be as human as the world would allow and that included not being privileged. It was comforting to know that while he had finished this test with hard work and actual studying, around the world there were people taking this same test hoping to get in. The only thing Sephiroth had the edge in was that he absorbed information and the like much quicker than an average fifteen year old. It was also very obvious that he was constantly injected with Mako. No one's eyes glowed like his, not even real SOLDIERs. Still, being normal was what he wanted and being normal was what Vincent ensured for him. Vincent had paid for him to go to ShinRa's military academy and though he didn't like it; he paid for the exam for Sephiroth too.

Now here he was with his hair down to the middle of his spine without the ponytail, and ear buds in his ears so that he wouldn't distract the other test takers. His torn jeans were hardly what Vincent had recommended he wear while trying to get into SOLDIER but Sephiroth made the point that if he would get in, it wouldn't be by playing dress up. Not that Vincent's style wasn't elegant. The man wore the best dress shirts and nice slacks on his off days and Sephiroth wasn't the least bit ashamed to say that his guardian was a beast. However, he was shamed to admit that he'd heard his guardian being beast on more than one occasion. It didn't embarrass him nor did he hate it, it just made him feel a bit lonely and jealous when Vincent had company while he didn't. He'd found it difficult to make friends because of how he looked and what he seemed. His guardian was a Turk, he had eyes that put 1st Class SOLDIERs to shame, and he had this weird white, silver, whatever hair. Though he never ran out of swooning fan girls, they were still a bit too afraid to approach him. He'd even had a couple of incidents where he'd been bullied and lost control of his anger. The boys had gone to the hospital but their parents were afraid to press charges since technically his ass belonged to ShinRa Inc. No one fucked with ShinRa. Either way, he was still privileged but at least he got to be in public school like all the other future ShinRa employees.

"And pens down!" the instructor practically shouted. "Alright everyone, if you want to know your results as soon as possible, stick around for about an hour. Otherwise, enjoy your summer and your scores will be in the mail."

A few groans sounded off as everyone got up and turned in their tests. Sephiroth filed in line behind them keeping the earbuds in so he didn't have to hear the moaning and groaning. He gave the woman his test and in turn she smiles cheerfully at him.

"Good luck to ya, Sephiroth."

Sephiroth didn't hear her. He simply offered a strained smile and continued on. He had an hour to kill before he could see if all that ShinRa technology they put into him was wasted or was he truly worth the big fuss they made over him. He went to the cafeteria and bought a drink before finding a nice spot outside to be alone. Being lonely and being alone were two different things to him. He enjoyed solitude but he'd love to have a few friends one in a while. Still, solitude meant no bullying and no getting mock charges filed against him for what other boys started. He closed his eyes and let a few W-pop songs permeate his ears. He didn't even see it coming until he was face first on the table from the brute force of it. He cringed at the pain in the back of his head and his eyes narrowed at the offending object which was…a purple…apple? He picked it up and turned it over in his hand trying to understand why it was purple and more importantly why it hit him in the back of his skull. The answer came in the form of something scrawny and red sliding underneath the bench, between his legs and crouching under the table. A hand with a set of rings and sex bracelets looped around it snatched the apple from Sephiroth's hand. He leaned back a little and peeked under the table to see a pair of big crystalline eyes that weren't quite blue…weren't quite gray…and weren't quite lavender. What the hell color were they? A mop of pretty gingery auburn hair fell into those multicolored eyes and freckles lined lightly flushed cheeks. The kid was skinny and looked like the skinny jeans she wore were painted on. Her black sleeveless turtle neck had the words "Bad Luck" in rainbow letters on the chest and her arm warmers came all the way up her arms. When he heard shouting behind them, the eyes that peered at her turned purple and he glared at Sephiroth. She put a finger to her lips and shushed Sephiroth as he continued to crouch.

"Where are ya, ya little Banora Fag!"

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes and shoved the redheaded girl further under and scooted up until the girl's head rested awkwardly again Sephiroth's inner thigh. Sephiroth couldn't see the large blush that spread across her face. The group of offenders paused when they came to the bench. The ring leader stared.

"You seen a kid come this way, freak?"

Sephiroth only stared at them. He felt his stowaway shift uncomfortably. He tightened his grip on the kid's head to cease her movement. He continued to glare at the boys. "Go away." He said coldly.

"Man screw this kid," the leader spouted nervously, not liking the look in Sephiroth's eyes.

"He probably ain't seen that faggot anyway. Come on, we probably lost his scrawny ass." The other said with equal fear. They made a hasty retreat to get away from the silver haired psycho. Once they were out of sight, Sephiroth scooted the bench back and looked down at the girl between his legs. She blinked and got up, perching herself on the bench. She bit into the oddly covered apple, making sure to avoid the bruised part.

"Thank you!" she spouted her voice a soft alto.

"Why were those guys chasing you and calling you that word?" he asked curiously.

"Isn't it obvious?" she gestured to herself.

Sephiroth looked the scrawny redhead from the top of her ginger mop to the toes of her white high-tops. He shrugged. "You look like a normal girl to me."

The girl rolled her eyes and took another bite of her apple. "Yeah that would be all good if I was actually a girl!"

Sephiroth paused, not registering what she had just said. "Huh?"

"How about I give you a hint," she hopped off the table and got close to Sephiroth's face. He found himself inhaling a very foreign scent, one of open air and fresh groves that he only got when Vincent took him shopping for food or brought him back gifts. The redhead took his hand and brought it up to her flat chest which was slightly hardened to say she was a teenager. From there she slid his fingers up to her throat and stopped at a strange lump there that moved up and down when she swal…ooooh.

"You're a boy," Sephiroth said calmly.

"Don't sound so shocked," she, or rather he said sitting back down on the table top.

"I'm not shocked."

The redhead rolled his eyes. "Sarcasm, it's the tool of the Goddess for getting through the day!" he spat and bit another piece of the apple.

Sephiroth stared at the weird apple as the boys plump lips pulled away from it. "What…the hell is that?"

The boy waved the apple and Sephiroth nodded. The redhead shrugged. "Dumb Apple."

"Excuse me?"

"Dumb Apple," he said slowly. "It's a type of apple from Banora that ripens in the wrong season for apples. They're dumb because they can't tell the season."

"Well that's a dumb reason to call them dumb. It just means the climate of your temporal area has forced them to shift their ripening in order to keep up with nature," Sephiroth explained intelligently.

The boy stared him, his eyes shifting back to their pale blue. A smile came to his lips. "Okay, I'll bite. What's your name, o nerdy one?"

"I'm Sephiroth."

The boy mouthed the name as if tasting it on his tongue. "Sephiroth…Seph…i…roth. A bit lengthy and presumptuous don't you think? Foreboding but sends the wrong message about you. You certainly don't appear to be godly."

He arched his brow. "Well, what's your name?"

"Genesis Rhapsodus ."

"Pot calling the kettle black."

"You're just in a tiff because my name is prettier!"

"If that's what you want to call it."

That's how it begun. They bantered back and forth about whose name was better, well Genesis bantered Sephiroth just retorted. Afterwards, Sephiroth learned that Genesis actually hailed from Banora and had come to Midgar to stay with his childhood friend, a boy two years older than them who was already going through SOLDIER training. Genesis called him "Angie" though Sephiroth was sure that wasn't the guy's real name. He was Genesis's best friend and they had grown up together. Like Sephiroth, Genesis entertained thoughts of passing the SOLDIER exam and getting in on his own merit rather than the influence of someone else. He wanted to be a legend on the planet though when Sephiroth asked why, the redhead only smiled. The hour flew by and it was time to go check on the scores. Genesis stood on his tip toes to look at the board and murmured the names as he searched for his last name. It was easier for Sephiroth to spot his last name since he had adopted Vincent's for school and financial purposes. He was the only one at the school with the last name V. Genesis's gasp broke his concentration as he studied the scores.

"I DID IT!" Genesis shouted in disbelief. He reached onto his rainbow colored belt and picked up his cell phone out of its holder. He speed dialed someone and gushed to them on the phone. "ANGIE! We're golden! I made it."

Sephiroth shook his head and found his name alone in the "V" section. He studied it and a smirk came to his face and mirroring Genesis, he whipped out his own phone and texted his guardian the results…as well as a picture of the friend he believed he just made.

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"Vincent!" Veld called for the third time, trying to be patient with the fact that his partner was still suffering from his "son's" latest prank. The gunman rubbed his temple and looked up at the sympathetic expression on Veld's face. "It's still hard to hear?"

"Lab says it will wear off eventually," he grumbled. "The Mako's healing my busted eardrum as we speak. It will still be a few more hours before I can hear clearly."

"Anyway, we have some things to take care of in Costa de Sol. I was gonna send Melitta but she's handling a disturbance at Junon with Tsuki. Dante's following a tip over at Corel about Mako resources so that leaves you and Nobel."

"And you want me to go to Costa de Sol?"

"Yes, there's been word that there is a young Don out there trying to get a foot hold. He's taken up residence in a summer home there and I'd appreciate it if you went out. Think of it as a mini vacation for you and Sephiroth since he's out for the summer today."

"He won't want to go anywhere until he gets those results," Vincent rubbed his temples. "I'll go and take Sephiroth with me."

Veld nodded. "Good, you and that kid need some sun. You're both haunting ShinRa." He flinched when a paper clip hit him dead center of his forehead. "Very funny."

Vincent smirked. His personal phone vibrated on his desk and he flipped it open. He studied the text message and the picture that was attached to it. "Hmm."

"What is it?"

"Sephiroth made perfect scores," he said with a hint of pride.

"He had better, all the studying he had done! That's great though, Vince. Congratulate him for me."

Vincent nodded and was about to reply when another text followed the first. His brows raised to his hair line. "Well, that's interesting."

"Oh he met a girl?"

"No, a boy but I wouldn't have known that from the picture. He wants to know if he can have dinner with us."

Veld came to stand by Vincent and looked at his phone. "That thing's a boy?"

"You asked that same thing when we first met…I doubt you want, Genesis is it, to do the same thing I did to you."

"My nose is still crooked from that," Veld said sheepishly. "Ah what the hell, invite the kid over. Sephiroth needs friends."

Vincent was already texting a reply. "Does that mean I am to expect you tonight?"

Veld gave a smirk of his own and rested his head on Vincent's shoulder as he sent the text. "Have I told you that I love how long your hair has gotten?"

He was rewarded with a gloved fist to the face. Veld hadn't even seen it coming. "Not on the job, Veld. Not on the job."

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Genesis…was a freakin weirdo. At least that was Sephiroth's deduction. This boy walked around in girl's skinny jeans (mind you they fit very well against the oddly feminine curves he was developing) and extra-small muscle shirts that shouldn't have even been able to fit on his body. He was bold, bolder than anyone Sephiroth had ever met outside of Vincent's co-workers. When men whistled at him on the street he'd bat his eyelashes at them allowing them to believe he was a girl. He was supposedly from a small farming community but the way he strutted around the city, you'd swear he'd grown up right here in Midgar. The Materia earring he wore glinted and jingled everytime he stepped and he made a bad habit of whipping his hair in over exaggerated motions. He was…what did the magazines call them? Ah, Genesis was a queen. Worst of all, he didn't shut up.

"I've always wanted to come here and watch the stage production of Loveless. You know Midgar is the only place that runs this play. Oh!" he shivered. "Watching one of my favorite stories being performed by live people and to see the Goddess on stage herself just gives me chills. Oh wow, sale! Retail therapy!"

Sephiroth followed quietly, the redhead's bubbling filling in the silence enough without his input. Genesis went into the stores and searched the many racks.

"You ever thought about changing your look? The grungy teenager look is so last year; I think either leather or slacks would do you some good. Though nothing but black should touch that terrific ass of yours. Your hair, my god, we should totally go to a salon and have it trimmed and flat ironed. You know instead of sneakers, why don't we invest in some nice boots? You would be awesome in boots, you'd fit into those nicely. Or we could go have a threesome with the clerk."

"Sure, I don't do bottom though," Sephiroth replied.

"Ah so you are listening to me."

"Barely."

"You're such a spoil-sport. Anyway, I've been living with Angeal for about a month now though he's hardly home. Always off on training missions and bull crap like that. He's very big and strong but the bastard hit puberty before I did so he's got this peach fuzz of a beard coming in. he always calls me the hairless wonder."

"Hmm…never had hair anywhere but on my head."

"You're joking?"

"What's the big deal?"

Genesis scoffed. "Pubic and facial hair means you aren't trapped in puberty for the rest of your life. I mean come on, I've hit puberty and only grown the minimal but you sound like you haven't even done that!"

Sephiroth shrugged hoping his confusion about the subject didn't show. Genesis watched him for a moment before continuing to go through the racks. "You're a rather interesting person, Seph. I think I may grow to like you yet."

"You mean you don't already? And here I thought you only torture-talked people you liked."

"Did you just make a joke you white haired bastard?" he spat indignantly. "I'm not going to be baited by someone who has everything free in their life. Oh my, this shirt is thirty Gil. What a steal!"

Sephiroth rolled his eyes. "So, this Angeal person…he related to you?"

"Angie? I think that would be incest if we were. No, we're not related. We just grew up as next door neighbors in Banora. He often protected me from boys like what you saw today though I never did anything to deter them from attacking me. Why shouldn't I be who I am when they are allowed to be who they are, is what I say. But Angie…" a fond smile came to his face. "Angie is Angie. He's the only thing I have in my world that keeps me from overflowing."

"Overflowing?"

"Yes, overflowing with pain and sadness. Someone who keeps the darkness from consuming me. I don't know about you, but a lot of people have so much to be sad about in their lives that sometimes we need someone to be our lifeline. Someone who exists to ensure that we exist and vice versa. Don't you have someone like that?

Sephiroth thought about that for a moment. Someone who kept the darkness away from him? "Yeah, Vincent, my guardian."

Genesis watched the careful smile on Sephiroth's face as he thought about this Vincent person. "Then for now, he is your lifeline. Judging by your expression, I'm sure he's marvelous. I can't wait to meet him though I hope I'm not intruding by invading your home on our first date."

"Date?" Sephiroth looked alarmed for a moment.

The redhead laughed. "Oh learn to take a joke, Seph. Either way, I was wondering since Angeal won't be home tonight can I sleep at your place?"

"I guess…Vincent doesn't really care as long as I stay out of his way. Now that I think about it, he's surprised I haven't brought anyone home with me since I started school."

"You haven't? Sephiroth, don't you have any friends?"

Sephiroth simply shook his head.

Genesis let go of the clothes he was searching. "Why…? Even I have one friend."

"They…" he trailed off, wondering how to word this. "People are scared of me, scared because of what I am?"

Genesis came closer and placed a hand on his shoulder. "And that is?"

"I'm a lab experiment, Genesis. I was born in a lab and am experimented on or treated once a month."

Genesis eyes turned a dull gray. "Sephiroth…" he quickly shook his head, his eyes turning to their brightened blue. "Vincent saved you from the darkness of a loveless existence, then I'm going to save you from the darkness of a lonely one. I'm going to be your friend and you can call me G."

"G?"

"G to my friends only."

"Then I guess I won't kill you for constantly calling me Seph," he nodded decisively. "Seph to my friends."

Genesis gave a fox like smirk. "That's the way. Come on, we have to commemorate this with something."

Genesis dragged him to the jewel cases and peered in. His eyes roved over the different earring sets until he found one to his liking. He asked the attendant to remove it and he quickly showed it to Sephiroth. "Look, its perfect for us."

Sephiroth picked up the set and turned it over in his hand. It was a set of Valkyrie wings, one for each ear, carved in heavy pewter and shined with gloss. The metallic wings struck a cord of fondness and he nodded to Genesis. "One for each of us?"

"Right," Genesis handed them back to the clerk. "We're taking this thank you."

Once purchased, Genesis walked with Sephiroth out of the store while putting his new earring in his other ear. He handed its mate Sephiroth who only looked at it and touched his ear hesitantly. Genesis looked at him strangely.

"Did you not want earrings?"

"Its not that…I don't know where to put it," he said softly, a light blush of embarrassment on his cheeks.

Genesis face was comical. "D-Don't know where to put it? For Goddess's sake where the hell are you planning to put it."

"What?"

Genesis gave an exasperate sigh and pushed Sephiroth's hair back fully revealing his face and ears. The redhead was distracted for a moment. Sephiroth lived up to his celestial name beneath all that hair. His face was perfectly soft angle and gave a preview of future chiseled features. His eyes, god his eyes, were catlike and slant like the hostesses of Wutai. His skin held no blemishes like Genesis's face did. No freckles, no moles, no scars, just pure unscathed skin. Genesis didn't have words for the beauty he found beneath the messy fang-bangs. "Seph…you're so…" His eyes were suddenly drawn to cute unmarred ears. "virgin?"

"What?"

"I mean, your ears. They aren't pierced. You have virgin ears."

"Yeah, what did you think I was talking about?"

"Um…it doesn't matter," Genesis pulled himself away from the beauty of the boy's face. "How old are you, Seph?"

"I'm about to be fifteen."

"Ah, too young for a parlor here. I tell you what. Angie has a piercing gun at home. That's what he used for my ears and his. It's clean and accurate. What say you we go get it?"

"I don't think I can come home with my ears pierced." Vincent would probably kill him as soon as he stepped in the door.

"Then we'll do it tonight at your place while your Vincent is asleep. He's a Turk so if you do it then and hide it right, he won't notice for a while. You'll get away clean."

Sephiroth ran through it in his mind. Vincent often came in late and usually wasn't awake when he went to school. If he did it and then used his hair to cover it then no one would notice. "Sounds like a plan."

Genesis clapped his hands together. "Great, let's go to my place and get it!"

"How far is it?"

"Sector 5, where most of the SOLDIERs who live off base stay."

"Alright, I'll just let Vincent know I'll be a little late getting home."

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Vincent gasped as Veld bit into his neck. He wasn't sure how he went from fist fighting with his partner over his sexual harassment to actually being sexually harassed. His head tilted back against Veld's shoulder as the other man slipped his hand beneath Vincent partially unbuttoned shirt. He bit Veld's ear hard from where he was making the man jump in surprised and quickly pulled away to straighten his shirt. Veld sighed.

"Why not at work?"

Vincent stared him blankly. "I don't enjoy being the office bitch."

"You're not the office bitch, you're my bitch," Veld said jokingly. The murderous glow in Vincent's eyes told him he didn't like the term of endearment. "Or not. Well, if you would've kept your job as Commander you could've been bending me over the desk inside."

"I could still bend you over a desk, Veld. Just because we've grown up doesn't mean whose superior has changed. I'm still and always will be a better Turk than you," Vincent pressed him against the wall so that all Veld could see were those blood colored orbs. "Outside and inside the bedroom," he purred. "Notice that the only time you're on top is because I let you." With a smirk Vincent backed off, straightened his tie and left. "It's down time for me. I'll take the Costa de Sol file home with me and be ready to go by Sunday. I'll be waiting for you at dinner with Sephiroth and his new friend. Be punctual, I hate tardiness."

Veld watched after Vincent as the door closed with a playful smile. The years had molded Vincent into a much more serious man than he had started out, though he was sure parenthood had added to that effect. Still there was much playfulness left in him yet. After all, the man was only thirty. Veld sighed contently. He definitely wouldn't be late since he was the only one of Vincent's lovers who the gunman actually made time for.

Vincent went into the elevator with a sigh. He leaned against the glass and checked his phone for messages. Sephiroth would be late tonight, then. He supposed he could let it slide since this was the kid's first time hanging out with a friend. He just hoped this Genesis didn't bring unnecessary strife to an unstable child. The elevator paused at the Fleet Executive floor and an angry blonde stormed in while Vincent was texting his charge.

"Goddamn, son of a bitchin' lard assed bastard!"

"Good afternoon, Lieutenant Highwind," Vincent murmured casually.

"Ah what's good about it, Vin."

"Nothing at all." Vincent flipped his phone shut after pressing send and glanced at the disheveled Lieutenant, waiting patiently for him to rant. This was, after all, a long elevator ride.

"Bastard's bustin' my balls about the Highwind. I'm almost done wit 'er and those yella livered suit wearing assholes are jus' dyin' to take 'er from me."

"And the space program?"

"Still going to be started out in the middle of nowhere past Mt. Nibel. You oughta sign on, could use that old school science knowledge ya got there."

"I don't sully my hands in oil and grime anymore, Chief."

"Nah, you rather have 'em soaked in blood."

"At least I'm allowed to keep my achievements."

Cid frowned shoving a cigarette in his mouth. "That was a low blow ya son of bitch. Lucky I like ya. What you and that kid doin' for the summer if ya ain't gone come out my way?"

"I have a mission in Costa De Sol. I figure I take Sephiroth along and let him have fun while I work."

Cid laughed. "Always thinkin of the kid first, eh Vin. That's why I like ya versus yer other friends! You ain't dead inside yet. Got something important to keep ya coming home."

Vincent looked at the pilot in confusion. "What makes you say that?"

Cid looked up at the camera and turned his face away so that his lips wouldn't be read. "Quietest kept, boldest told, your girl Nobel just went through a very hush-hush divorce from her science geek husband. They separated cause he don't approve of her bein' a Turk no more. Veld hasn't told you that she's going through a fit of depression eh?"

"That explains why he gave Costa de Sol to me. I'll go see her when I'm done with this mission."

"Better check on her. Much as I hate you Turkeys, Nobel is a sweet lady. She deserves to go out in a blaze 'o glory not by a hangman's noose, if ya catch my drift. Be sure to give me a call before ya head out. I'll give ya a ride on the Isolde. It'll be her maiden voyage."

"You mean she's passed inspection."

"Damn right, Sephiroth will probably get a kick out of a Tide Ride."

"I've never taken him to do so. I'm sure he would enjoy that as much as I did."

"Be jus' like all times, I say." The elevator stopped at his floor. "Well, see ya later Vin. I gotta put in a few orders for I head back to Junon."

"Give me a call tomorrow. We'll see about drinks sometimes. My treat?"

Cid laughed blowing smoke out of his mouth. "That better not be all ya treatin me to!"

Vincent smiled as the elevator doors were closing. It faded once the elevator began moving again. Nobel, his current field partner was one of the best Turks he'd had the privilege of working with and had been his first love before Lady ShinRa had taken their rag-tag group in and made employees out of them. If she was in a bad way, it was up to him as second in command and as her friend to make it right for her. The question was why hadn't Veld said anything about her? Ah, well. There was no changing it now. He stepped out of the elevator and down the ShinRa lobby stairs. The front desk receptionist waved at him shyly and he nodded to her.

Vincent Valentine, despite his cold demeanor and unapproachable aura, was a man of many admirers and lovers. He didn't not often attach himself to just one since his failed relationship with the aloof Lucrecia. He couldn't say he hated her. After all, she broke him of the naïve notion that there was such a thing as true love. He and Veld began fooling around not long after he had become Chief Commander and even more so when he resigned from the position. But Veld was not the only one he took to his bed when the mood took him and his partner knew this. Cid Highwind had been the subject of a few drunken one night stands that they brushed off or worse didn't remember. Amazingly, it never ruined their friendship. Most likely because there were no illusions about what they got out of each other. Then there was Melitta back in the years when they were just a unnamed team of black ops. Melitta was high on Mako at the time thanks to standard doses given to them by the company. That was the wildest night he had ever had with a woman. Then there was Helena Nobel who they simply called Nobel.

Nobel was the first he had actually felt affection for but both of them agreed that that was as far as either of them wanted to go. She was in love with someone else and Vincent was eying Lucrecia when she first showed up with Dr. Gast. His father's death dealt the final blow between him and Nobel. She was distraught about it, having been nearly raised by Grimoire while Vincent had long since been estranged from the man. Nobel had wanted him to attend the funeral; Vincent took a mission on that day to make sure he didn't have to watch the body go into the ground. He felt nearly nothing for the man who had abandoned him when he didn't wish to follow in his footsteps of scientific discovery. It was a ridiculous argument but one that was sound. Nobel would not speak to him for months but soon she forgot her grievances and they began to work together again. He dare say they were closer.

Aside from her, Vincent had had many one night stands after his father's death and the incident with Lucrecia. Sephiroth paid no mind to the men and women who randomly popped up. Sephiroth often would give advice on how to deal with them when they became too clingy. Now that he thought about it, Vincent realized he often let go of a lover if they didn't meet Sephiroth's approval. He smiled. Veld however had hung in there through all the one-nighters and Vincent dare say Sephiroth liked Veld.

Vincent got into his car and put his briefcase aside. He wondered what Sephiroth would think if he actually knew just how many lovers Vincent had had from the time he was born until now. He wondered if he should feel ashamed about it but then remembered the Sephiroth often told him that there was nothing he could do to make him hate him. Sephiroth really was the reason he wasn't dead inside like Nobel, Melitta, and Dante. Even Veld was slowly loosing the light in his eyes. Having someone to care for had worked wonders in slowing the deterioration and he was thankful for it. Perhaps actual cooking would impress Sephiroth's new friend.

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Sephiroth followed Genesis around the humble apartment as he dug in every nook and cranny for the piercing kit. He eventually slapped himself on the forehead.

"I'm such an idiot!" he went into his room with Sephiroth close behind. "I was using it to re-pierce my ears after my Mako treatment."

"Mako treatment?"

"Yeah, my dad gives them to me. Damn treatments heal over my ears. He works for ShinRa as a research professor."

Sephiroth felt a chill go up his spine. "What's his name?"

"Hollander, why?"

He released a breath. "Nothing, just thought I might have met him. I guess not."

Genesis held up the small kit. "Found it! Let's grab a drink and head out to your place." He shoved the kit into a designer duffel bag with the rest of his things and slung it over his shoulders. "Tonight, I'm going to deflower those beautiful ears of yours."

Sephiroth rolled his eyes and headed toward the door. He reached for the door knob and pulled but it was blocked and slammed again by Genesis hand on the wood. He turned to find the boy looking him right in the face. There was hesitation on his face but something almost predatory in those changing irises. They slipped from their happy bright blue to deep lavender. Sephiroth wasn't sure what to do with this invasion of personal space but as he breathed in deep he smelled the familiar scent of Mako and something else that only his baser instincts recognized. He wasn't quite sure but he believed what he was recognizing was someone who was just like him.

Genesis pressed closer so that their noses touched and Sephiroth's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. "You feel it…don't you," the redhead said softly. Sephiroth could only nod. "I felt it before…when I got close to you to look at your face."

"What is it?

"Hollander told me I would react strongly depending on how much Mako was in the person I was around," the redhead leaned forward so that he and Sephiroth were cheek to cheek and his lips were close to the boy's ear. "You have oh so much, Seph. What are you?"

"What are you?" Sephiroth didn't recognize his own voice. He was breathless for a moment. Genesis laughed a bit and pulled back so that they were nose to nose again. "What are you?" Sephiroth repeated as Genesis closed the distance. "What…are…"

The "you" never came as Genesis pressed balm softened lips captured his. They remained pressed there and Sephiroth felt his eyes grow heavy. The redhead's lips massaged his until he clumsily replicated the motions. His hand, by its own volition, reached up and slid along Genesis's shoulder and neck and came to rest on his jawline.

Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz!

They broke apart immediately both startled. They are stared at each other with wide disbelieving eyes and Sephiroth quickly wiped his mouth as if something would be left there. Genesis looked away at the carpet and licked his lips as Sephiroth took out his found to see who had texted him.

"Its Vincent, he's asking how far from home I am," he said softly. "We should go."

"Yeah…I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me! I really don't. I don't just kiss strange people I've known for like a few hours!"

Sephiroth shook his head. "I don't know what happened, but I don't think it was either of our faults. Let's get going before we have a Turk looking for us."

Genesis adjusted his bag awkwardly. "Okay."

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Harliqueen: Gen turned out just how I wanted him. To explain the eyes, I pretty much gave him Gackt's color spectrum of eyes since that is who he is based off of. I imagined Genesis being a little weirdo who liked being different. So I'm giving him that persona. As for Vincent, most people who fall in love and are spurned react two ways. One way is that they don't go out with anyone after that and be celibate or they go through an unhealthy amount of flings and don't go steady because they feel they can't trust again. I choose the latter for Vincent. As for Sephiroth, he has a sense of humor but it usually at someone else's expense. He's just plain not use to the Gen acts. So stay tuned for the next one. After all, we have to get through Seph's first sexual encounter before he can start SOLDIER! No boy should go off to Basic a Virgin. That's just mean!
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