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A life long forgotten	By : Zerachiel Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A life long forgotten: 2

"EEELLLLAAAANNNNAAA!"
Stifling a snort Cloud ducked knowing any second, some form of plastic of metal cooking utensil was going to come sailing across the room from the kitchen.
This had become a nightly ritual among the small Shinra village. At approximately five to seven Ex-SOLDIER 1st class Genesis Rhapsodos would flounce into the bar / chow hall, plop down in his normal seat and whine at Elena that he was starving to death.
In response the young ex-Turk would fling whatever utensil was in her hand at his head. Over the three months that Cloud had now been living among the village he had never once seen any of them hit him, Genesis was a fast little fucker.
"Genesis Alexandros Rhapsodos, you scream my name like that one more time you are never eating again do you hear me!" Elena shoved a wooden spoon under Genesis nose. The crimson commander didn't even blink just batted the spoon away and gave her huge puppy eyes.
"Oh lord the Zack puppy eyes." Aaron laughed shaking his head.
Cloud had come to find that all the ex-SOLDIERs including Genesis had hundreds of stories about his long since passed best friend, and though at first it had hurt to hear them knowing he would never witnesses them himself now he enjoyed hearing it.
He found through stories that Angeal Hewley the original owner of the buster sword had been Zack's long time mentor; the man responsible for his quick advancements through the SOLDIER ranks to 1st class. And just like with Cloud, the buster sword had been passed down to him with Angeal's final breath.
When Genesis had found out that Cloud still had his best friends sword it had become a battle royal to who got to keep it. Genesis insisted that it should be his since Angeal was his best friend and basically brother through the Jenova project, while Cloud had fought that Zack had given it to him on his dying breath. It had taken Tseng stepping in to quiet both of them.
The buster sword now hung on a wall at the back of the bar alongside many Shinra issued Buster Jr. Swords and one that had about given Cloud a heart attack when he saw the wall for the first time.
*Flashback*
Walking into the bar for dinner Cloud looked around seeing no one around. Figuring he was slightly early he wandered around the small lounge area around the bar where they all ate just a few hours ago for lunch.
A flash of metal caught his attention, turning slightly he couldn't help but feel his eyes go wide as the massive wall of swords in front of him. Several standard issue Buster Jr. swords lined the walls, next to them were expertly painted depictions of SOLDIERs ranging from 3rd class to 1st class next to each one, a name and a date of death. Cloud didn't recognize any of them but that was to be expected having never actually been SOLDIER himself. Glancing down the wall he felt his heart still in his chest as his eyes took in the familiar but slightly younger form of his best friend. Even painted on the wall his bright smile was lighting up the room, he was making a peace sign while leaning up against a man slightly bigger in frame but looked so much like Zack. That must have been Angeal, if the 1st class uniform was anything to go by.
Beside them were two Shinra Buster Jr. swords, of course Zack wouldn't have the buster sword by him since that was currently laying against the wall in his new room. While all these weapons were here none of them shone bright enough to catch his attention, so what had?
Turning towards the corner closest to the bar he felt his blood run cold a hand instinctively reaching up to the scars that still marred his flesh, scars inflicted by the seven foot sword hung on the wall in front of him.
Masamune, in all its glory hung silently on the wall, a picture of her owner painted next to her. Sephiroth.. the nightmare was portrayed on the wall sitting on what looked to be a crate, his face much younger than Cloud could remember it, his eyes in the painting while still cat silted were crystal clear and a soft small smile played at his lips. He looked nothing like the insane monster that had nearly brought an end to the world.
"He left that here, for us to guard over."
Whipping around Cloud came face to face with Genesis. Sad mako eyes regarded the sword and the painting next to it, "He visits, along with Angeal every now and then. Now that he is no longer under the control of Jenova his mind has cleared and allowed him to finally rest at peace. Though he tells me until he knows that we are truly safe he can't allow himself to rest."
Genesis looked down at Cloud his eyes regarding the young hero. "He is especially worried for you.."
*End Flashback*
That statement had floored Cloud; to this day Genesis had never given him an answer to what he meant by that and every now and then he would find himself wondering what he meant.
Why would Sephiroth ever be worried about him? Hell to this day he still didn't understand the man's seemingly obsession with him, granted yeah he was just a lowly infantry man that had managed to toss him into a reactor but still.
Shaking his head he sighed as Cissnei put a plate down in front of him. "gil for your thoughts?" shaking his head again he smiled gently to her, "No, trust me you don't want to know my thoughts."
"Yeah Cissnei, he's a melodramatic emo chocobo yo." Snorting Cloud shot a half hearted glare at the redhead on the other end of the bar. "I might be an emo chocobo, but this emo chocobo can kick your ass from here to my hick village."
The group all laughed more than used to this banter shot between their newest member and Reno.
"Chocobo, we need to spar." Bristling as even Genesis was calling him by this horrible nickname he looked over to the ex-commander. "Why do you want to spar all of a sudden?" Genesis shrugged digging into his food happily, "Why not? If you are strong enough to take Sephiroth down I want to see where I stand against you."
"In other words you want to show off again, isn't kicking our asses enough?" Genesis snorted and opened his mouth only to find food forcefully shoved into it. "No LOVELESS." Elena snarled going back to cooking.
The group returned to blissful comfortable silence, only the ex Crimson commander was pouting as he ate his food.
"Has anyone seen Tseng? He wasn't in the house when I woke up and I haven't seen him since." In this tiny little village not seeing someone all day tended to set people on edge.
"Boss man is down in the cave yo! He's trying to fix the truck." Cloud made an 'oh' noise and went back to his food. one of their trucks had been badly damaged a few days ago, he and Rude had been going down to Kalm to pick up some supplies they would need to finish out the rest of this winter as their previsions now with seven SOLDIERs to feed ran out faster than normal.
Cloud had been recognized by one of the many security patrols and they had barely made it out of Kalm alive. Since then the village had been on high alert hoping and praying that the security forces were unable to find their tracks in the heavy snow up into the mountains.
"While he may not be SOLDIER, that man still needs to eat and he's been neglecting his meals as of late." Elena huffed glaring at the door as if she were glaring at the head Turk.
"I'll go get him, I'm finished anyway." Cloud pushed his empty plate away and stood up grabbing his light winter's jacket. One thing nice about the mako enhancements in his system, his core body temperature was a lot higher than a normal person allowing him some protection from the cold winter months of the mountains.
Moving through the small village he couldn't help the smile that crossed his face, never before in all of his life had he ever felt this at peace with the world. This small village full of ex SOLDIER and Turks, two very different groups that he had spent a good portion of his life fighting against had become his family.. his haven.
'Tifa, if you could see me now..' oh she would have a heart attack, probably not as big as Barret would have but even she would be shocked to find where Vincent and himself wound up. Winding up the stone stairwell Cloud stopped leaning against the wall as a voice floated in from the cave.
"Meinu no imasimashi kokku shaburi no MUSUKO!" chuckling Cloud continued on into the cave. He didn't understand Wutainese but he was sure those weren't exactly very nice words. Moving silently into the cave he saw two black cargo pants covered legs sticking out from under the destroyed Shinra truck.
"Tawagoto no sakuhin!"
Laughing silently Cloud moved over to the truck and looked down through the open engine compartment. "Now I may not be fluent in your native tongue, but those are some pretty colorful words."
There was a loud 'thunk' followed by what was obviously a lot more colorful words. 'opps, don't think he realized anyone else was in here.'
Still cussing quiet colorfully Tseng pushed himself out from under the truck a hand gripping his forehead where he had smacked it against the undercarriage when he jumped. He had been so absorbed in cussing out the damned truck he didn't even realize the young blond was in the cave let alone standing over him.
"Sorry didn't mean to startle you, Elena says you need to eat, or she'll forcibly drag you down there by your nuts." Okay those weren't her exact words, but they all knew Elena was trying her damn hardest to get into Tseng's pants, though it was rumored by everyone in the village that like most of them Tseng batted for the other team.
Sitting up on his creeper Tseng growled knowing Cloud was fucking with him but smiled glad to see the reclusive blond was opening up to them. "Tell Elena unlike the rest of you I am quite capable of coming in and fixing my own food without setting something on fire."
Cloud didn't miss the jab at Genesis, it was quiet well known that the materia master was a pyromaniac and loved to set random things on fire, like Reno's hair..
With a soft sigh Tseng pushed himself off the creeper grabbing a filthy work towel he had shoved in the front pocket of his cargo pants and attempted to wipe the grease and oil from his hands and face, though only succeeded in smearing it. "I think we're gonna have to scrap this truck." He turned back to regard the truck behind him, they honestly couldn't afford to have any of their vehicles breaking down. With the fall of Shinra and the destruction of all mako reactors, vehicles that ran off mako had all but been destroyed. The few here in the cave were some of the last remaining in the world and parts were nearly impossible to get for them.
"Mind if I take a look?" Cloud asked looking up from the engine; he fought down a blush that threatened to rush up his cheeks. As the months went along he was getting better about flushing around his crush but in certain situations he found it hard to control. Like right now for instance, seeing the porcelain skin smudged with brow/black oil and grease, the skin tight black under armor shirt he was wearing and the pants hugging his hips was enough to make him hot under the collar.
"That's right, you built Fenrir didn't you." Tseng smiled looking over to said bike before motioning towards the padded creeper. "Be my guest."
Pulling his sweatshirt off to keep it from getting dirty Cloud crawled under the truck, grateful to see Tseng had a small light under here that wouldn't completely blind him like Cid's used to.
"You seem to know almost everything about me huh.. how about you? I don't think I have ever heard you talk about yourself." Setting the towel down Tseng moved over to the side of the truck, leaning over so he could peer down through the engine compartment at the spiky blond hair just visible through the pipes.
"What do you want to know?" he had to admit he was growing rather attached to the little blond. While Cloud may not speak a lot when they were at the house, his presence was a calming comfort during stressful days.
"Well I know you're from Wutai, and you're a Turk.. but not much else. What did you do before becoming a Turk?"
Tilting his head to the side slightly Tseng looked up his eyes watching the water cascading down in front of the cave entrance. Smiling he turned back to Cloud hearing him clinking around the undercarriage.
"You're right, I was born in Wutai.. my family ran one of the largest Leviathan Shrines, my father was the high priest that catered directly to the Lord as all my grandfathers before me."
"Really? I never pictured you as the religious type, is that also where the sniper dot came from?" chuckling Tseng playfully kicked the visible legs. "You're as bad as Sephiroth; he used to say the exact same thing. Hmm he even went so far as to color it red with a sharpie when he was seventeen."
Blinking Cloud let out a bark of a laugh and shifted so he could meet those sparkling black eyes through the pipes of the engine. "He seriously did that?" one thing he had come to learn through the stories the SOLDIERs told during meals was that Sephiroth, the nightmare, during his teen years had one hell of a wild streak and was well known for making Shinra a living nightmare.
"Yes, I made the mistake of falling asleep in the break room after a taxing mission. I woke up and didn't realize anything was wrong until Rude tackled me to the floor, Sephiroth had colored it so well it actually looked like a snipers laser."
Laughing loudly Cloud went back to pulling the undercarriage apart. "I hope you got him back."
"His hair was electric blue for the next three weeks."
Laughing louder he had to set the wrench down to keep from jerking the bolt he was trying to loosen. "I have pictures if you want, he was not exactly happy with me."
"I bet." Shaking his head he went back to work, "So what brought you to Shinra?"
"Same thing that brings most runaways.." stopping Cloud moved back so he could look up at the Wutai man. "SOLDIER?"
Tseng nodded looking down into those brilliant mako blue eyes, "Yes, I wasn't happy being a simple temple priest.. I was only 16 and already due to be married with in the coming months to a woman I had never met before. Not to sound like Genesis, but I was known as a child prodigy back in Wutai. My father discovered my talents for martial arts and pushed me to train constantly in all, though pushed I did enjoy them they were an escape.. a thrill. But it was going to waste as once I was married I would become the next high priest.. I didn't want that life.
I saw a SOLDIER poster lying on the temple grounds, so I ran away…" a small bitter frown crossed his face his eyes down cast. "Ran away to fail.."
Pushing himself out from under the truck Cloud sat up and looked at the man. He knew how that felt, recognized the look passing over his face, he had felt the same when he had failed the final test for SOLDIER.
"Where did you get hit?"
"hmm.. the mako test, just the tolerance test sent me into instant mako poisoning."
"Wait, I thought Turks were enhanced too." Cloud was now confused, were there different enhancements between SOLDIER and Turks? Moving over Tseng sat down on the creeper next to Cloud turning slightly so he could watch the young blond. "We are, where SOLDIER are enhanced with a combination of raw mako and Jenova cells Turks are enhanced with natural mako from pools around Wutai. For some reason those pools have different properties, they enhance but not to the degree of SOLDIER.
Cloud watched as Tseng's eyes started to glow a brilliant green as he pushed mako into them causing the color to shift almost the same startling emerald as Sephiroth's had been. Just as quickly as the mako in his blood rose it fell once more returning those eyes to their dark amber color.
"When I woke up a few months later the Turks approached me, offering me a job with them. I honestly didn't have a choice, my father declared me dead to the family and I had turned my back on my country."
"And here I thought I had it bad." Chuckling Tseng fought back a yawn his head drooping so that it was now resting on Cloud's shoulder, he honestly hadn't been sleeping lately too worried about them being discovered to have found solace in blissful unconsciousness.
Smiling slightly Cloud closed his eyes relishing in the man's warm body heat coming in through his shirt. "Tseng.." he stopped, that smile only growing larger as he saw the closed eyes and deep even breaths causing Tseng's chest to rise and fall gently. 'Elena was wrong, you don't need food you need sleep' closing his eyes once more Cloud laid his head against the top of the ex-Turks breathing in the soft scent assaulting his nose, slowly he felt himself falling into unconsciousness.

Hearing the sound of a shutter clicking Cloud jerked awake, bleary mako eyes blinking open regarding the figures standing in front of him. There was the sound of another shutter click and chuckling, "well now isn't this a cute sight." Rubbing his eyes Cloud managed to get them into focus and growled darkly at the crimson figure standing in front of them, an old beaten up camera held in his hand.
"Genesis.." Cloud growled recognizing the crimson commander and that infernal camera of Angeal's; the man was snap happy with that damn thing.
"Oh come on Cloud, it's cute." Kunsel was standing next to Genesis smirking brightly, his sword resting against his back. Blinking slightly Cloud looked noticing they both had their weapons on them; rubbing his eyes more he looked around. Tseng was still fast asleep against his shoulder snoring softly; his long black hair brushing across his face, even covered in oil and grease the man still looked dead sexy.
"He's out like a light.." putting the camera back in his pocket Genesis walked up to them and knelt down gently pushing some of the loose black hair back behind Tseng's ear. The man which was normally an extremely light sleeper didn't even stir; if it wasn't for his quiet snores you would think the man was dead.
"I didn't know he was this tired." Cloud shifted some so that way Tseng was leaning more against his chest then his hard shoulder. "He suffers from really bad insomnia when he's worried, this happens every time we're close to being discovered." Standing back up Genesis motioned to Kunsel, "grab his happy ass and let's go put him up at the warehouse, we'll lay a blanket down so he doesn't get oil and grease all over the couches, I'll shut the doors."
Snapping a quick salute Kunsel moved over and gently pried the exhausted Turk from Clouds shoulder. Rolling his shoulders Cloud pushed himself up looking around to figure out where the hell Genesis had disappeared to; this wouldn't be the first time they had needed to shut the steel doors but he never knew where the mechanics for it were.
"Why are we taking him to the warehouse? Wouldn't it be better to take him back to the house and just dump him on the couch for right now?" chuckling Kunsel resituated the unconscious Turk and headed back towards their small village. "Normally yes, but this is Tseng we're dealing with. When he gets like this he has tends to sleepwalk."
Cloud snorted and looked to his crush; never in his life would he have ever expected to hear that the leader of the Turks sleepwalked. "It's actually very entertaining, you will probably see it if you stay in the warehouse with us." Oh you could bet your sweet ass he would! He kind of wished Tifa was still around; she would get a hell of a laugh out of this.
"Gonna need a shower after this.." Kunsel grumbled shifting the unconscious Turk more so he wouldn't lose his center of gravity as they walked down the icy stone steps to the village. It had started to snow once more while he had been asleep in the cave.
Pulling his sweatshirt on one more Cloud allowed his eyes to take in his home for the past three months. The rolling hills along the eastern side of the stream were covered in a good foot of snow that had fallen since last night adding to the foot already on the ground over the past week. On the western side the hill gave way to a thick forest of evergreen and small fruit trees that had been planted by Rufus Shinra to offer a small food supply for his un-aging Turks. Many of the trees had been removed but plenty were still there to offer up protection from those looking from above.
Their houses had been built around the trees, some even up into the trees like a kids tree houses (in Genesis case, he swore to Gaia that man was a kid trapped in a man's body) that way they did not have to sacrifice the trees protection.
The houses were set up in a serpentine type pattern from the small entrance into the forest up to the warehouse. There was no obvious trail into the forest but you could see a ware pattern in the grass that was the trail they used; if you followed the beaten down trail you would come to the first house just off to the left. This house was strategically placed; this was their first line of defense against anyone that managed to make it into the valley.
The house was a simple single story wooden structure, with more the appearance of a small cabin. It was one of the smallest structures; but it seemed to suit its occupant just fine. Tilting his head to the side he was able to make out Vincent sitting in his living room reading a book.
Yes Vincent was their first line of defense, I mean who was stupid enough to try and take on an undead Turk with enough mako in his system to put every 1st class to shame AND demons to boot..
As if sensing someone was looking at him Vincent looked up from his book; brilliant crimson eyes roamed over the three as they walked by, well two walked by. A very small smirk crossed his face as his eyes moved over the dead to the world Turk in Kunsel's arms. He shook his head slightly and went back to his book.
"Still hard to believe that is Sephiroth's father." Kunsel muttered heading down the narrow little path that had been created in the snow, "It's actually scary; the two have never met and spoken to each other yet they act so much like each other."
"I'll have to take your word on it." Cloud hadn't known Sephiroth except for that short little time in the back of the truck on the way to Nibelheim. Half the ride he had been sitting in the corner by the door trying desperately not to bring up every content in his stomach.
Moving farther down the path they passed right under Genesis house which sat a good twenty feet above their heads. The house while it primarily was situated on the left hand side of the path had a huge rope bridge that connect to a large tree across on the right side that had a large patio built into the tree with the ladder that allowed access to Genesis home attached. From what Kunsel had told him, during the summer time when it got warm that would become the communal hangout. Lawn chairs and a BBQ would be brought out and the village would just hang up there in the nice shade provided by the trees.
The house it's self was actually very rustic; Genesis had claimed it was because he wanted to remember his home as much as possible. Honestly the simplistic rustic nature of the house was just so off what you would think the flamboyant over dramatic SOLDIER would have.
Cloud had only been in the house once since his arrival; he had needed to deliver some supplies that had been brought up and some had been specifically ordered for Genesis. It a actually had been a very warm and inviting house when he had stepped in, though he will never forget the little stuffed moogle sitting up on a shelf next to a ratty looking stuffed chocobo and a big eyed stuffed guard hound. The three stuffed animals had belonged to the holy trinity as they were called; yes even one of those had belonged to Sephiroth. The package Cloud had delivered had been the final piece to that collection; a really ratty patchwork stuffed puppy with the name "Zackary F." stitched lovingly into the tail.
Seeing something out of the corner of his eye Cloud stopped dead, a feeling of something akin to panic racing up into his chest.
Seeing Cloud stop dead Kunsel stopped his eyes instantly sweeping the area. "What is it?" he followed Cloud's gaze up to one of the many bay windows in Genesis house. "I could have sworn I saw a flash of silver.."
"Gen probably left one of the windows open and you caught a glimpse of a picture frame, you know how cold he keeps his house." That was an understatement Genesis was a walking furnace, how the hell he could stand to walk around in that leather coat he had no idea.
Making a noise in the back of his throat Cloud turned away and headed back up towards the warehouse to put Tseng to bed. Never once did he see the brilliant acid green eyes staring down at him from the window once more.

Stretching his back popped loudly; oh he was getting too old for this. For the past several hours Cloud had been helping Rude and Elena to reorganize the stock room and take stock of exactly what they had left. It was surprising how much material they had from Shinra stored up in the warehouse. Most of it seemed to be important files and documents about the company along with many of the projects that Scarlet and Hojo had been working on prior to their deaths during meteor fall. The one thing he hadn't seen while they had been sorting paper work had been anything on the Jenova project; he was actually kind of grateful for that. He knew from Vincent that Shinra manor had been cleaned out by Shinra long ago so it looked like they had either hidden the findings well or they had finally destroyed them.
Sighing, his hand absently rubbing his back trying to work the tense muscles loose, he really didn't need them seizing up on him. He rolled his shoulder hoping to get the kink out of it; for some reason his left shoulder had been bugging him all day. Moving back behind the bar he grabbed a beer from the small fridge behind it, standing up he jumped nearly dropping his beer.
"jezzes Tseng, about gave me a heart attack.." last he had seen the man was still passed out on the couch snoring away.
"Sorry.." the man muttered, he was looking straight ahead not really appearing to be fully awake yet. He was still covered head to toe in dried oil and grease and honestly smelled like he had been rolling around in Cid's hanger.
"Want a beer before we go back to the house?" it was well past eleven; normally Tseng was in bed by ten if he didn't have anything keeping him busy.
"Sure.."
Watching the man warily Cloud passed him the beer he had pulled out for himself before ducking down to get a second one for himself. Standing back up he noticed the ex head Turk was slowly nursing the beer; that on its own was strange. Normally when he saw Tseng knocking a beer back he was chugging the stuff. "It's the only alcohol we have, but it's disgusting.. I would rather chug it and not have to taste it and just get the affects" that had been his explanation when Cloud asked him the first time why he always chugged it.
"If you want tomorrow I can go back up to the truck and see what I can do to fix it." Tseng continued to stare blankly at the wall across from him; normally when someone was talking to him Tseng would make eye contact. He always said it was poor manners to not look at the person addressing you, that and he could read their body language if he was looking at them.
"Do that.. take Two gun with you.." blinking Cloud looked back at the director, really looking at him this time. He had no idea who the hell two gun was; he could only assume that was the code name for one of the old Turks.
Shifting forward Cloud waved a hand in front of Tseng's face. There wasn't a reaction from the man other than him lifting the beer to his lips once more.
'He's asleep!' now this was something; his eyes were slightly lidded but otherwise open, he was responding to questions and most of the things around him but there was no denying it.. The man was asleep! Stepping away from the counter Cloud moved over to the area where Rude and Elena were still working on cataloging things.
"Hey guys.."
Stopping what they were doing the two Turks looked down from their perch up on a ramp. "How do you wake up someone that is sleepwalking?"
Elena instantly started to giggle behind the file folder she was holding. "What is he doing this time?" so it would seem this was pretty common as Elena knew exactly who he was talking about. "Um, sitting at the bar drinking a beer. I honestly thought he was awake, he's responding to questions I ask." Rude snorted and set his file folder down before climbing down.
"He's really tired if he's sleepwalking like that, good thing you did not try and wake him." Shifting past Cloud Rude headed out into the bar where he could make out the figure out his old boss still sitting at the bar in his normal seat.
"Only Genesis and Rude can wake Tseng up without getting too badly injured." Elena put her files away and shimmed down the ladder. "When he's sleepwalking he's actually completely unconscious, if you try and wake him up he'll attack instinctually. We all learned that the hard way." She absently rubbed her arm, she had tried to wake Tseng up shortly after meteor fall and in turn had her arm snapped almost in half.
Cloud made a small noise in the back of his throat and moved back out into the main section of the warehouse.
Rude was now sitting next to Tseng talking with the man quietly; the large Turk was now sporting a very long slash across his cheek. "I see what you mean." Cloud muttered seeing Tseng was rubbing his eyes showing he was awake once more.
"I really wish we could give him something when he gets like this." Elena kept her voice down knowing Tseng had excellent hearing. "Give him something?" Cloud asked turning back to look at her.
"Yeah, like some form of sleeping pill; just something that would knock him out. But like all Turks he's built up immunity to most sedatives and poisons; the only way we are going to knock him out is with my frying pan."
"I heard that"
Elena dissolved into a fit of giggles with Cloud chuckling beside her. "We can always ask Genesis if we can borrow his 'can opener'" this caused Elena to delve into a new fit of giggles.
Last month they had found Genesis fighting with a can of sliced dumbapples; it seemed he had managed to break the one can opener he could find and was getting more and more frustrated with not being able to open it. Having finally getting fed up he had gone over to the sword wall and grabbed his precious Rapier; he ended up decimating the poor can and the counter.
Thus Rapier was now the can opener.. much to Genesis irritation.
"Cloud, will you take him home." Rude gently nudged Tseng towards the warehouse door never once paying any mind to the slash across his cheek. "I'll make sure he gets a shower and crawls into bed, come on boss man."
Moving to stand next to the Turk leader Cloud gently set his hand on the small of his back and started gently pushing him out of the building.
Moving to stand beside Rude Elena watched the two leave the warehouse. "What do you have?" Rude grunted pushing his sun glasses back up his nose.
"I have April."
Elena giggled waiving him off as she to left, "Not gonna happen, Cloud's as dense as a black hole, I got next year."

Reaching their shared house had taken a little longer than normal; Tseng kept nearly falling asleep as he was walking, man really was bone dead tired.
"Are you even going to stay awake long enough to take a shower?" Tseng rolled his eyes walking silently up the stairs. "I'm tired, but I am not that tired." Cloud gave him a doubtful glance, deciding to follow his roommate to make sure he at least made it to the bathroom.
"You're going to have a hard time getting all that dried oil off your skin." Snapping his fingers Cloud raced into his own bathroom. Since his arrival he had become the unofficial mechanic with Reno, knowing he was going to be working on engines he had purchased a soap designed for mechanics. Grabbing the bar he headed back to Tseng's room where the man had disappeared into.
"Hey Tseng, try this to get the….holy.."
Cloud felt his whole face go as red as Genesis coat, quickly he turned back into the hallway shutting the bedroom door behind him. 'holy fucking shit.. Gaia..he's gorgeous.' He was also a damn fast stripper!
When he entered the room he had not expected to be met with a fully nude Turk; not in the short amount of time he had been gone. Dear god it was a sight he would never forget though.
Tseng was built like an athlete, defined but not overly muscular like how Zack was. His body was lean but chiseled with a six pack that he would die to have, and an ass that he would just love to get his hands on.
Flushing at the thought he quickly shook his head willing the redness from his cheeks. Feeling something being taken from his hand he looked over seeing the still naked Tseng leaning out of his half open door. There was a small smirk on his face as he liberated Cloud of his soap. "You look like a cadet again when you blush."
Chuckling softly Tseng disappeared back into his room shutting the door behind him.
Flushing even more Cloud quickly bolted for his room, he had a little problem he needed to take care of.

Brilliant mako blue eyes slowly blinked open, the pupils dilating to take in as much light as possible in the pitch black darkness of the room around them. Confusion flooded those eyes and turned to the glowing neon numbers of their bedside clock. '3 am..what the hell am I doing up?'
Shifting in the bed the figure reached over for the small bedside lamp that sat on the small table by his bed. A soft yellow light flared to life illuminating the small rustic bedroom of Genesis Rhapsodos.
Sitting up slightly Genesis frowned looking around his dimly lit room; he almost never woke up this early. Shifting some more he allowed his eyes to travel around his room, the longer he looked the more something felt wrong.
Pushing himself out of bed he slowly padded out to his living room grabbing his track shoes as he went. Ever since he was a child he had always been hyper sensitive to his surroundings, many times he was used to dictate if a small cloud was going to turn into a horrible storm. SOLDIER had played on that once they discovered his ability to sense danger well before hand; he had become a walking danger meter in Wutai.
Slipping his shoes on he moved around to his front door; seeing a glowing green orb he stopped dead in his tracks.
Reaching out he gently picked up the materia that he knew was not there when he went to bed. Blue eyes slowly blinked feeling it was his fully mastered Cure materia. 'That was in Rapier..what is it..' his train of thought stopped spying a single white feather laying on the small table top.
"Angeal…" not bothering to grab a coat he moved out onto his balcony, the cure materia help tightly in his hand; the feeling of something wrong was only growing.
It was snowing gently and had been since he returned home; thankfully it hadn't been a lot so they would not end up buried as they had several times. Moving across the rope bridge he looked down along the small 'deer path' they used a frown pulling at his lips. There were fresh foot prints heading out of the village.
Leaping over the rope Genesis landed in the snow silently, the mako in his body thankfully allowing him to stay warm even in this freezing temperature. Kneeling down he looked at the foot prints, one thing he had learned over his long life was how to track; he needed to since for several years he had to hunt his own food.
The footsteps had distinctive foot patterns showing the person was either in socks or bare feet, they were heavy and drug.
Standing up slightly Genesis debated jumping back up and grabbing Rapier, he didn't know what was going on but it wasn't looking good. Feeling the weight of his bracer still on his left wrist he forwent grabbing his beloved sword, if he ended up needing it he could always summon it.
Cautiously he followed the footsteps heading out of the village; as he drew closer to the tree line he could make out a sound that had his blood running cold. Sobbing, pure chest wracking sobs. Pushing himself into a lope Genesis broke the tree line, his blue eyes searching for the person making those noises.
Looking out towards the frozen over river he felt his heart drop and blood freeze in his veins, his fingers unconsciously tightening around the cure materia. Turning back he ran at a dead sprint back through the forest and up to Vincent's door step. Not caring that it was three am the crimson commander pounded on the door with enough force to rattle it on its hinges and splinter wood. "Vincent!" he might actually want to let the un dead Turk know it was one of them and not some random intruder pounding on his door; he was likely to have Cerberus greeting him instead.
A second later the door was pulled open and he was met with the bright glowing eyes of the his lovers father. "Genesis.." resisting the urge to roll his eyes as the man's lack of conversation skills he looked back towards where the sobbing figure was still lying in the snow. "Vincent, I need a towel and a blanket now!" Vincent nodded not asking any questions and moved back into his house.
He felt something was off in the air, his demons were antsy and it had woke him up a few minutes before Genesis came banging on his door. Grabbing the things that were asked for he moved back out, he could hear it now the sound of someone crying. "What is going on?" Genesis shook his head taking the blanket and towel, "Go get Tseng, he might be hard to wake up but do what you must to get him."
Not waiting for a reply Genesis bolted once more for the fields.
Reaching the figure Genesis gently set the blanket down and knelt down holding the towel. "Cloud…"
Cloud was curled up on his left side, his body pulled up into a fetal position the sound of chest wracking sobs could be heard through the fingers that covered his face. The snow was stained bright red around him; among the red were blood soaked black feathers.
Taking in a soft breath Genesis ran his bare fingers over the massive black mass extending out into the snow from Cloud's left shoulder. Silky black feathers were stained dark crimson with fresh blood, the skin around the juncture point in his shoulder was torn, red and angry.
Pressing the towel gently against the angry wound his other hand gently rubbed the young blonds arm. It had been over a hundred years since his own had manifested but to this day he could still remember the pain for flesh being ripped apart as the mass forced its self from his shoulder. He had ended up in a similar position to Cloud balling his eyes out; never in all his time as SOLDIER had he ever experienced pain like this.
There wasn't just physical pain, great mental anguish came with it, knowing you were not human..a monster.
'I should have realized, he's been rolling this shoulder for the past several days. He hadn't done anything that would warrant a sore shoulder.' He should have recognized the warning signs in a fellow Jenova experiment. His should had been bugging him for close to a week before his wing finally broke through; Angeal had been the same.
Feeling the young blond shuddering under him he leaned down wrapping his one arm around him holding him close just as Angeal had done for him. He knew better than to say anything, Cloud had a temper similar to his own when it came to anything Jenova related; it was safe to say he would have a similar reaction if he dared to say it would be alright.
It would never be alright, every time he removed his shirt he would be reminded that he was in fact a monster.
Cloud continued to sob, his mind was in absolute turmoil. He had been fast asleep when he felt the first pull of skin starting to rip. He didn't know what was going on but something told him to get out of the house and away from the others. He had just managed to make it to the banks of the river when the wing had ripped completely from his shoulder.
He had stared at the wing in absolute horror for who knows how long, this was the final piece he truly was a Sephiroth clone now.. he felt all the walls he had built up over his life time shattering in that one second.
Feeling the arm wrapping around him he slowly moved his hands away from blood shot puffy eyes. The first thing to greet his eyes was bright auburn hair. "Gen…"
Hearing Cloud was talking to him Genesis pushed himself up and gave the young boy a small smile. "The snow can't be the best place to be lying down." Sitting back on his knee's he gently pulled the towel back slightly; the wound was still bleeding slightly but it had slowed down quite a bit, the skin was already starting to stitch back together in the area's around the wing. That was good, they couldn't afford for Cloud to become badly injured. He and Cloud were the two that had no way of getting a blood transfusion if anything serious happened to them. Angeal and Sephiroth were no longer here and they were the only two that were compatible.
"Come on; let's get you out of the snow." Cloud hadn't said a word other than his name the entire time. His eyes were dull and vacant as he stared out in front of him.
'Looks like he wasn't as alright about this as he said he was.' Hearing quick foot falls he turned towards the forest just as Tseng and Vincent moved out from the small deer trail. Instantly the two Turks moved over towards them, it always amazed him how fast Turks could pick up on their surroundings.
Dressed in a light jacket and his sleep pants Tseng knelt down in front of Cloud, his amber eyes sweeping over the blood soaked snow and the large black wing laying limply behind them. Vincent knelt down by his head, his one bare hand gently pushing some of the soft blond spikes away from his face.
Tseng was starting to feel bad, he hadn't even heard Cloud getting out of bed let alone leaving the house. The blond was either perfect Turk material or he was that out of it.
Just like Genesis he knew better than to say everything was going to be alright, he wasn't that stupid. Reaching out he set a hand on Cloud's frozen cheek he gently brushed his thumb across it pushing away the tears that still fell. "We need to get you inside, even with the mako in your system you can still freeze."
"Let's take him back to my house…" looking up Tseng met Genesis eyes; he didn't need to say the rest of that sentence he was quiet well versed in reading between the lines. Genesis had been through this before, he would know what Cloud was going through and would be able to help him through.
Not getting a response from Cloud Vincent moved in behind Genesis gently pulling the boy up off the snow and hooking his arms under his knee's and his lower back mindful of the black wing. No one had to say it, the boy was in shock; none of them could blame him.
Standing up Tseng picked up the blanket and draped it over Cloud hoping to give the freezing boy some form of warmth for the short trek up to Genesis house. Genesis remained on Vincent's side keeping pressure on the wound and also some support for the limp wing.
It would take Cloud at least a week to build the muscles up so that he could control the wing and take flight. At least for the next two days it would be a huge hindrance, but he would help the boy through all of this.
The walk back to his house was deadly silent, not even Cloud's sniffles could be heard anymore. Glancing down at the boy he found he was fast asleep, no doubt from blood loss and mental exhaustion. "Go ahead and put him in my bed, keep him on his left side for now."
Vincent gently set Cloud down on the bed pulling a pillow up behind him so that he did not accidently roll over onto his back and crush the new wing. Pulling the towel away Genesis was happy to see that the blood had stopped and for the most part the skin around it was healed. "He heals just as fast as Seph did, always envied the bastard.. he could take a bullet to the chest and be healed five minutes later." He got shot in the chest he was down and out for days!
"Is this the final mutation?" Tseng was sitting on the bed gently tucking Cloud in and situating another pillow against his stomach to prevent him from rolling. "So far, he won't degrade like Angeal and I did. Without Sephiroth surviving in his own body it's hard to know what further mutations there will be if there is anymore."
Frowning slightly Tseng gently pushed snow soaked blond hair back an ear. Sighing softly he looked back at the two still standing in the room. "Genesis, keep him here until you think he is ready to come back. I'll inform Elena and Cissnei and we'll have his meals brought up along with yours."
Genesis nodded, "I'll go ahead and crash on the sofa in here, he should be asleep at least until morning if you want to come back and check on him. Hopefully it won't be nearly as hard as it was when I went through it." He had just learned about the horrible things that had brought about his creation; Cloud has known for over a hundred years.
"I will stop by as well later on." Vincent nodded to the two and turned to leave, stopping at the door he turned back watching Tseng return to brushing the blond hair back. a very small smirk cross his lips as he looked to Genesis and mouthed out
That money is so mine..
Bristling Genesis glared at the un dead Turk
Oh like hell vampire, I'm winning this damn bet. I've been around him longer he'll cave
He's a Turk he's trained not to cave
He's male, male that hasn't gotten ass in a very long time.
And you know this how?
Oh for fucks sake vampire, we're in a village of 15 DUH!
Genesis rolled his eye as Vincent waved him off.
Just be prepared to kiss my ass as you hand over the money.
FUCK YOU VALENTINE! You're as bad as your son!
Snickering softly Vincent left the room leaving a fuming commander and a confused Turk behind.
"What the hell was that about?"

AN: wee finally got this chapter done! It's only been sitting here staring at me for weeks now. So next chapter Cloud deals with the newest appendage, and a little more interaction between everyone. I don't know how many chapters there will be before they go back but I want to cement the relationships prior to going back.
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A life long forgotten