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Sex and Politics	By : blackcurrants Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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CHAPTER 19
Rufus woke up with a jump, finding himself covered with sweat and hooked up to a new IV. He vaguely recalled the attending doctor inserting the needle into his vein, murmuring something about the wound being disturbed and possibly infected. He passed out soon after and now the mahogany clock on the wall showed 2 AM.

�What the hell is this?� Rufus grimaced as he removed the IV attachment from his arm. �I have to get out of here.�
He groped around for his cell phone and dialed Tseng�s number, impatiently tapping his fingers on the linens. He knew the Turk wouldn�t leave him side without a good reason and suddenly speaking to Tseng felt like the most important thing in the world. Rufus felt coldness pool at the bottom of his belly as the rings transitioned into voicemail. Where could he be at 2 AM? It had suddenly occurred to Rufus that the return of his elder placed his and Tseng�s lives in danger, the kind he couldn�t guard against so easily. His old man ruled Shinra for decades before Rufus took over and there was no way to really know who was still loyal to the elder. Every doctor, every senior Turk, every soldier, they were all suspect. And if the elder Shinra really disapproved of Rufus�s relationship with Tseng, how easy it would be for him to forcefully end the affair with Tseng paying the ultimate price for his forbidden affection.

�Don�t bother calling him. He won�t answer. He is unconscious, I am quite certain.�

Rufus felt the chill on the back of his neck when he heard the unmistakable voice. His father sat motionless in the armchair opposite the bed. His cigar�s burning end glowed like a red eye in the darkness. Rufus squinted to see his father�s face because he doubted his eyes were not deceiving him. He had blocked the idea that his old man was still alive out of his mind and until today he hasn�t confronted that knowledge in his own head.

The old man Shinra looked very little like his former self. Rufus remembered his father as a fat and slimy sack of money driven only by greed and insatiable lust. He was vulgar, loud, and perverted in his sexual habits, and he commanded nothing but contempt. The slender and deadly man who stood before him now was a different beast altogether. This was the disciplined and genius entrepreneur who transformed Shinra from a weapons-manufacturer to an entity that operated the world. The father that stood before him now was the man Rufus feared. Elder Shinra had a look in his steel grey eyes that made Rufus�s skin crawl. The man settled next to his son in bed and watched Rufus for a long moment, puffing smoke from his cigar and thinking.

�You almost fooled me into feeling sorry for you,� he said finally, shaking his head. �Last time I cried was a half century ago, when I was seven and my cat died.� Rufus sat up and stared at his old man with unmasked hatred.

�It�s good to know I�m as valuable to you as a cat!�

�I don�t know what disturbs me more about you Rufus, your constant self-pity, your meanness, or your nasty habit of jerking off day and night. I spoiled you,� said the elder man as he intently examined his son. �Spoiled you rotten.�

�You were a horrible father!� Rufus spat in disgust. �I was never as happy as I was the day General Sephiroth skewered you like a hog!�

�And you were a horrible son!� the old man said calmly and blew smoke at Rufus, knowing it would irritate him. �Listening to you one might think I was a heartless despot! In truth I couldn�t buy you what you wanted fast enough! Remember the real sports car for your eighth birthday! Or how you whined about wanting a kitten and I had Black Nation specially bred for you? Or the time your adolescent dick begun to mess with your head and I brought you best flesh from the Wall Market so you can relieve your hormonal urges? I even indulged your ego when you wanted to be a Vice President! Everything you wanted I handed you on a damn plate and it still wasn�t enough.�

�That�s not true and you know it!� Rufus bristled, annoyed at how much pain he felt. �It�it wasn�t like that!�

�Then how was it, son?� The elder stared intently at Rufus. �If I was your biggest problem, why didn�t your sorry ass thrive after my �death?� I watched the bedroom surveillance tapes, you pathetic looser! I know you never go to bed sober. What�s the matter, boy? You finally got to rule the whole world and it still wasn�t enough?�

Rufus opened his mouth to respond but he had nothing to say. He remembered how his initial exuberance about becoming President quickly turned to frustration and regret.

�No,� he said quietly, rubbing his face and suddenly feeling exhausted. �In truth I only wanted to be President so that you would notice something about me other than my flaws.�

�Oh cry me a river, junior. You want out?� the elder Shinra was genuinely curious. �Just say the words. Your old lady�s still young enough to breed me another kid. I won�t chain you to the desk if you don�t have what it takes to run the family business!�

�You�re right! I don�t have what it takes!� Rufus screamed defiantly. �On a good day all I want is to fuck Tseng in my office and on a bad day I often feel like setting the whole fucking enterprise on fire!�

The old man Shinra stared at Rufus for a long moment and began to laugh. He laughed so hard that the corners of his eyes grew moist. Rufus never saw his father show this much merriment and he sat quietly, unsure how to react.

�Ahhh, love is a funny thing,� the elder Shinra chuckled, catching his breath, �that is word for word what I told my old man when he caught your mother and I fucking in the closet, back when I was your age and Shinra was still a weapons manufacturer! Couldn�t get enough of that woman! You two poor bastards really have it bad for each other, don�t you? Don�t answer that. I saw Tseng fuck you before my very eyes.� He shook his head. �And I hate it.�

The elder man stood up and extracted another cigar from the breast pocket of his vest.

�Your grandfather would have shot both of you fuckers dead on the spot,� he said, turning cold and serious again. �Male partnerships are bad for business because they don�t produce heirs and I very much intend to keep Shinra in the family, if you get my drift.�

Rufus was blushing from anger and he hated his helplessness. He wanted to lunge at the old man and punch him with all the strength his emotion had given him but the medication has made him lethargic and unsteady and all he could do was to sit and stare.

�But I had some time to rethink my approach to life while I lay paralyzed and unable to speak for three years. Maybe trying to control your every move isn�t the best idea. You are my son. My only son. And I�ve invested too much into you to kill you over this. But your lover-�

�You will NOT touch him!� Rufus growled. �This is between you and I!�

�Oh I wouldn�t,� the elder man laughed viciously, �I�m dead. A ghost. Remember? But my men might.�

The elder Shinra approached Rufus with the predatory stare Rufus feared worse than death as a child because it signaled violence. He instinctively tensed up when his father grabbed his chin with his large hand and glared into his eyes. His cold fingers were painfully crushing Rufus�s jaw.

�If you�re determined to spread your legs for your own bodyguards, be my guest, but if the media ever catches wind of this, I will have you and that Wutaian weasel Tseng castrated and killed. Do we have an understanding?� the elder man kissed Rufus�s forehead and shoved his son back on the pillow. �Masturbate some to relax and get some rest. You will be back at work tomorrow. Your mother and I are clearing out of this fucking town before the media rats catch wind that I really am alive. I�ve come to enjoy my retirement, you see, and I want to continue enjoying it in anonymity. But old loyalties die hard, boy. My spies are watching you and your every move. I smell that you�re fixing to take me out, I�ll make sure you die screaming in pain. Got me? Have a good night.�

�You�re leaving Shinra under my control?!� Rufus couldn�t contain his gleeful smile.

�Taken individually Tseng is just a half-breed watch-dog and you�re a spoiled vain brat, but together you are incredibly efficient. The company is set to make a fortune because of your joint efforts, so I�m willing to tolerate your love affair in light of all the Gil it will produce. As long as you keep depositing Gil into family accounts Rufus, hell, you�ll keep making me proud! The more Gil the more pride!� The old man released a cloud of smoke in Rufus�s direction.

�Also...GET RID of all the perverted old ass-kissers that keep swarming around you. They are not your fathers, I am, and I am telling you that the people will give you all the power you want if you take care of them. So put all the cocky generals back in their place and fix the goddamned roads. I have confidence in you, son.�

�Really?� Rufus wasn�t believing his ears. He sat up to examine his father before allowing the little boy inside to grin. The old man was smirking in his usual arrogant way.

�No,� he said matter-of-factly as he winked at Rufus. �Not really.� Rufus groaned and fell back on the pillow.

�I hate you, old man,� Rufus smiled contently, hearing the door slam shut. For the first time in his life the little boy in him was satisfied and proud. Tomorrow he will be furious at the prospect that he now has to account for his father�s continued existence each time he makes a decision. He will be frustrated with financial statements and never-ending warfare with AVALANCH. He will have to worry about the public opinion and public image. But tonight it didn�t matter because he had finally gotten the approval of the only man that mattered to him.
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