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Disclaimer: We do not own any characters of Final Fantasy. They are the
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Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud

W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy
(possibly) and male/male relationships. We are letting you know now what the
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NOTES: Mitts and I would like to
apologize for taking so long to update. We�ve been working on our own
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a week or two ago and is still trying to settle in. Please wish her luck! Now,
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Special thanks to: Corsette, Melissa, Dragon, squallpaine sephirothpaine, Malcara,and to those who have read and didn�t review thanks for
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Chapter 20: Revelation
Tifa had not spoken to Cloud in days. She just couldn�t face
him. She couldn�t let him see her sorrow and disappointment, not to mention the
hurt. All her girlhood dreams, all her hopes and fantasies, had vanished with
just one touch. Just thinking about what she had felt, the slight movements
inside his tummy, was making her tear up again.
Now she sat at her dressing room
table, staring back at herself through the mirror, her eyes swollen from all
the crying she�d been doing for the last couple of days. However, today was the
worse. Today was the day of his wedding to Sephiroth, and not to her. And she
knew, she just knew, that she had to go and watch.
Tifa would have to force herself to see, with her own eyes,
whether or not she had truly lost Cloud forever.
oOoOoOo
Outside, in the back yard of 7^th
Heaven, the final touches were being prepared. From his bedroom window, Cloud
watched as the hired caterers walked around below like ants fetching supplies
for the colony. Flowers were being arranged, and chairs were being neatly laid
out in horizontal rows. Buffet tables were being set up, and steamers and balloons
adorned every attachable surface.
He hadn�t seen Sephiroth yet this
morning, but he was quite certain his silver haired lover was around,
somewhere. He wished with all his heart that the General were here right now to
comfort him, but his mom had made sure to separate them the night before.
She was still insisting on them
following the old fashioned ways, adamant that they go through with a
traditional ceremony, whatever the hell that meant. Cloud sighed and closed his
eyes, fighting to hold back the tears. This was not what he or Sephiroth
really wanted. Why couldn�t his mother ever do things the simple way?
His bedroom door opened. Without
turning, he knew it was his mother, by the bustle of her skirts.
�Cloud, what are
you doing, just standing there? Honey,
you need to start getting ready. I�ve come to help you dress.� She hurried over
to the bed, where his white bridal suit was laid out.
But Cloud didn�t move from his
spot. The reality of him getting married was sinking in, and it was un-nerving
him, badly. The beautiful notes of soft classical music came drifting through
the open window, but to him, it sounded like static to his keen hearing. The
melodious tune hurt his ears, and thumped around inside his head. His face
grimaced, as he began to develop a headache. Bright lights flashed before him,
and he felt sick.
Swaying from his place at the
window, Cloud vaguely noticed that the scenery tilted, before his vision faded
from view.
oOoOoOo
It was just a little past noon, and every one had begun gathering outside for the
ceremony. Sephiroth was standing nervously next to the magistrate. He tugged at
the tight collar of his white dress shirt, his fingers pulling and stretching
at the restricting neckline, unused to wearing such formal wear. Those around
him noticed how uncomfortable he looked, and backed away, just slightly,
although all eyes were drawn to the magnificence of him in his wedding attire.
The black tuxedo he wore fitted
his tall lithe frame like a second skin, the dark suit showing off his well
defined muscles and broad shoulders. He was a god standing among mortals,
Adonis in flesh and blood.� And everyone
knew it��
Zack, similarly dressed, was also
fiddling with his clothing. His blue cummerbund and bow-tie were driving him
insane.� No matter how many times he�d
tried tying and straightening the tricky things, they still didn�t look right
to him.� He knew that he looked good
though, because every so often he would look around to find Aerith
or one of the other ladies staring his way. He began flirting with them,
looking back over his shoulder, winking and smiling, seeing them blush
prettily, and enjoying making them giggle.�
As Sephiroth gazed back at the
small crowd of guests assembling, his eyes went towards two in particular.
Vincent Valentine, and Cid Highwind.
Judging by their glaring at one another, something must have transpired between
the men. Sephiroth wondered what it was that had put them in such a bad mood
with one another.�
From what he had seen of them
both, they were perfectly amicable people, easy to talk to, easy to get on
with� especially Vincent, for some unexplainable reason. Cid seemed a little
rough around the edges at times, but the pilot chatted up quite a storm with
Sephiroth, when Cloud wasn�t at his side.
The two men were (in a word) nice
to him.
But Sephiroth didn�t have time to
ponder on the men�s attitudes towards one another for long. His attention was
now grabbed by the flinging open wide of a door, of a hurrying woman, all
skirts and flailing arms, coming straight in his direction.
Her blonde hair was coming loose
from its wrap from running, and there was a pensive look on her fair features.
�Sephiroth��.Please�� she panted, one hand clutching her throat, trying to catch
her breath, the other gripping tightly to the man�s sleeve for support. �Please
come quickly�.. It�s Cloud.��
As the small woman�s words sank
in, a moments silence was heard�before a rushing of stampeding feet and the
pushing of chairs signified that everyone heard the importance of her words.
Unlike everyone else, who had gone to run through the bar, Sephiroth, without
even thinking twice, unfurled his wing, and ascended to his and Cloud�s bedroom
in one fell swoop.
Cid and Vincent, like the others,
hurried behind Zack and Mrs. Strife. The felt the ground rumble, and heard the
sound of glass and debris felling from the second story window. Sephiroth had
gotten there first, and they knew he would be in an uncontrollable rage if he
found anything wrong with his lover. Heads would roll. Zack had no doubt in his
mind, that if one strain of blond hair was out of place on Cloud�s head, there
would be trouble.
This thought caused them to hurry
their pace even faster.
oOoOoOo
Not knowing what he was going to
find, Sephiroth withdraw Masamune upon his entry
through the broken window, flipping in through the gapping hole in the glass
that he had made. Landing on silent feet, he cast his eyes swiftly around the
room, searching for any sign of danger. There was none. The room was empty.
Already having damaged his dress
shirt and suit jacket by allowing his massive right wing to spring free,
Sephiroth removed what remained of the tattered garments with ease, dropping
them carelessly to the floor. He swept the room with hard calculating cat-like
spheres, looking for his fianc�. There was no danger here, so then, where was
his beloved? Had he fallen out of bed, knocking himself out?�
Unconsciously flexing out his
wing, the General walked around the bed to find�nothing.
He snapped his head around sharply
towards the door, as he heard the approaching sounds of several pairs of
thudding feet running towards the room. The door to the en-suite bathroom
simultaneously opened at the same time as the chamber door swung violently
open.
Zack instinctively dropped to the
floor, as a whooshing sound was heard, slicing through the air where moments
before his neck had been. This sound was followed up by the warning of a gun
being cocked. Sparks momentarily flew on contact, as Masamune�s
deadly assault was deftly blocked by a gold, metal clawed gauntlet. Cerberus
was pointed directly at Sephiroth�s heart, but was put away as soon as the long
sword was safely lowered.�
�What the fuck is going on?� Cloud
weakly called out in alarm, as he crossed the room from the bathroom, and
climbed back into bed, still in his night wear. He looked pale and weary, and
stared at his uninvited visitors through puffy, tear swollen eyes.
Forcing her way through the bodies
blocking the door, Mrs. Strife hastened to her son�s side. Her hand touched his
brow, her fingers brushing back stray locks of his sweat damp hair out of his
eyes. She tutted and cussed at him, scolding him for
moving, saying he should have stayed where he was until help arrived.
He in turn tried to push her hand
away, and turned his face from the people staring at him. He just wanted to be
left alone.
�Mom�Please. Stop fussing over
me�.I�m alright,� he protested, humiliated by her pampering of him in front of
his friends. He was a grown man� not the fifteen year old boy who had left home
over three years ago!
Standing there watching, Sephiroth
took note of Cloud�s sickly pallor, and also noticed with a twinge of jealousy,
how well his mother was tending to his partner. He felt that he should be the
one seeing to him, and it hurt a little that Cloud didn�t even turn to meet his
eyes. A dark thought began to emerge in his mind�and the pit of his stomach
lurched, even as the thought took root�
I�m forcing the boy to do something he doesn�t want to
do��..
�Child�..You had me worried. You
had all these nice people worried too. Now, get up out of that bed, get changed
into the suit I picked out for you, and let�s get this wedding started,�
Cloud�s mother remonstrated.��
�No, Mom. I�I can�t go through
with this�� Cloud cried, tears sprung forth
once more.
Sephiroth�s greatest fear came
thundering to the forefront. In front of witnesses, the boy he loved had just uttered
the very words he had never wished to hear. I�m a fool, a fool�..
He didn�t bother waiting around to
hear what response those words evoked from the others. He didn�t want to be
there, to see the faces of everyone looking at him, their expressions full of
pity, full of embarrassment.
With a flurry of black feathers,
he left the room via the destroyed window, and was gone before anyone could
make a move to stop him.
oOoOoOo
Zack stood there and listened to
Cloud and his mother debate about the now, late to start, wedding. The petite
blonde woman was telling her son he had to go through with it,
everything had been organized�. Didn�t he
realize he was spoiling all her hard work? she
argued, at some point in their verbal fight.
And the boy was arguing back about
how he wasn�t ready, repeatedly telling his mother that this was not how
he wanted to get married, this was not how he had envisioned his big day
to be.
From the sound of things, Zack
guessed Cloud was having pre-wedding jitters, as well as stage fright. What
a bad combination to have, he thought, sympathetically.�
�I can�t even believe Sephiroth
agreed to this whole charade,� Cloud burst out. �What kind of guilt trip did
you lay on him, mom? That� that this is your only time to see your son get married? Or did you threaten him with the, �I�m his
mother and I know what�s best for my son�, line?�
Hearing Sephiroth�s name
mentioned; Zack search the room�s occupants to see what his reaction was to
this little spectacle going on before them. However, the only evidence he could
see of the General ever having been in the now war torn room, were the black
feathers scattered around on the carpet, fluttering amidst the blown in
concrete bits, and glass splinters.
�I�. WANT�..SEPHIROTH!� Cloud
suddenly yelled, gaining everyone�s attention. �I WANT SEPHIROTH, NOW!�
Zack turned to look back at the
bed, smiling to himself when he saw how the temperamental boy had put his hands
over his ears, closing his eyes against his mother. Zack saw it for what it was
worth�.Cloud was having a tantrum, and a bad one to boot.
Mrs. Strife, not seeing the danger
of her son�s impending blow-up, continued to chastise him.
�Cloud, please calm yourself. It�s
not good for the baby.� But Cloud wasn�t hearing it.
�Fuck calm, Mom!� he answered
back, flippantly. �You have managed to totally�ARGH!� With a cry of pain, Cloud
doubled over, gripping his stomach.
�Cloud!�
A unison of voices rang out, as it seemed everyone rushed forward
to help, but not everyone rushed to the bed.�
Instead of rushing forward like
the others, Zack had made an instinctive move towards the doorway. He had to
find Sephiroth, to bring him back here. If Cloud were in
trouble�� Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Vincent beat him out the
room, taking off through the hole where the window use to be, in a streak of
red and purple.
The 1^st Class SOLDIER
went across now to the shattered hole, gazing out after the man who had departed.� Arms folded, he tapped his bicep in
curiosity, deep in thought. Why would a complete stranger go after someone whom
he had only just met only a week ago? There�s more to this Vincent
Valentine than meets the eye, he concluded.
Knowing that Sephiroth would be
fetched, Zack remained with Cloud. He would do all he could for now until
Sephiroth�s return, and find out later what business Valentine had with his
best friend.
oOoOoOo
The sound of rocks tumbling down
the side of the cliff echoed in Sephiroth�s sensitive ears, alerting him to his
unwelcome visitor. Not even bothering to turn around to see who was invading
his space, Sephiroth just said, �What do you want?� He knew full well who was
there. He�d known the second he had heard the flapping of the man�s tattered
cloak.
�That�s no way to speak to someone
who�s concerned about a friend,� Vincent reproached, coming to stand beside the
man he had set out to find.� He had found
Sephiroth easily enough. He knew that this was the silver haired General�s favorite
place to come when he wanted to be alone. He understood that his son enjoyed
peace and solitude when he needed to think�..as did he.�
The late afternoon sun beat down
on the two, tall ominous figures, as they both stood there silently, perched on
the rim of an outcrop over looking Edge, their eyes fixed ahead on the horizon.
Vincent would have liked to have
stayed by his son�s side for longer, for he enjoyed the feeling of closeness he
obtained, the sense of belonging�.But he knew another�s needs were greater than
his��
�Sephiroth� Cloud needs you.�
�No, he doesn�t.� Sephiroth�s
reply was sullen, his mouth pouting. He drew his booted foot back, and kicked
at a loose pebble, sending the little stone flying off their perch to go
crashing down, down, down to the depths below.�
Vincent was amazed at the man�s
attitude. He turned upon him, reaching out and grabbing hold of Sephiroth by
one arm, spinning him around, forcing his son to face him.
�Why are acting like this?� he
asked, brusquely. �Back there, your partner is having an anxiety attack. He�s
calling out for his lover. That�s you! And the only thing you can do is throw a
tantrum like some child who just lost his favorite toy!� He spat the last words
out through clenched teeth.
Normally, he was more in control
of his emotions, but dealing with Sephiroth, while the silver haired man was in
a strop, was proving to be a challenge. Vincent seemed to lose all his
restraint, and, right now, he could think of nothing better than to flip his
son over his knee and giving him a good, sound, spanking.
Instead, Vincent took a deep
breath, and tried to reason with the stubborn man.
�Cloud is just upset with his
mother,� the dark haired gunman began, holding up his hand for silence when
Sephiroth opened his mouth, not giving the other a chance to comment. Vincent
continued on, his voice more calm, more reasoning. �The boy wanted his wedding
to be a simple affair, and instead, his mother took it far beyond what was
required.��
The tight hold that Vincent had on
his sons arm now became a reassuring squeeze. �Cloud isn�t rejecting you,
Sephiroth. He loves you. Pha!
Why else would he be calling for you? The only thing that matters to him, as
far as you and he are concerned, is to be married simply. A witness and a
priest, that�s all he wants, to become your wedded. This flamboyant affair his
mother has arranged has scared him, that�s all.�
Stoic, Sephiroth remained silent,
unmoved. He pulled his arm from the other man�s grip, turning his back on him.
Vincent gave a deep sigh. His son
certainly had his disposition, unfortunately. The former Turk wished that his
son had inherited Lucrecia�s personality. At least
she, sometimes, had been able to think things over with a more level head.
He knew there was nothing more he
could say to make the other change his mind. Obstinacy�.Vincent knew all about
that trait. With a curt nod to the back of Sephiroth�s head, he turned to leave
the man in peace.
�I sometimes wonder what my life
would have been like�,� Sephiroth said, out of the blue, �� if my mother and
father had raised me, instead of Hojo.� His voice was
low, wistful, and his shrouded eyes sightlessly roamed the barren landscape in
front of him.�
Vincent turned back to him, and
his heart broke, knowing that his only son had been abused in Hojo�s care. And that thought stirred the beast within him.
See! See! This is all the more reason for us
to kill HIM, the being inside his head
snarled.
SILENCE! Vincent
yelled back in his mind, but Chaos refused to retreat.
Your son has suffered just as you have, at
that insane scientist�s hands, his reckless experiments.� And what of your lover...
Lucrecia?�
�ENOUGH!� Vincent raged out loud.
He threw his hands to his head, covering his ears, closing his eyes, trying to
block out any, and all, senses of the beast that wanted to escape.
At the man�s raised voice,
Sephiroth spun around, to see Vincent staggering backwards, doubled over as if
in pain. A black and purple aura wafted around Vincent�s slight body, and
Sephiroth watched, mesmerized, as the colourful plume
danced around the other mans torso.
He opened his mouth to call to
him, to ask him if he were alright, but, before he could form the words to his question,
Vincent dropped to his knees, breathing heavily. He was sweating, his chest
heaving�.and the mist that had enveloped him slowly began to dissipate.
�I�m sorry that Lucrecia wasn�t with you,� Vincent said panting, not
looking up, keeping his face to the ground. His voice
sounded full of regret, as well as pain.
Hardly anything surprised
Sephiroth but�
�How do you know my mother?� he asked, his own voice dangerously low.��
Slowly rising to his feet, finally
lifting his eyes to make eye contact with his son�s, Vincent replied, �I was
her bodyguard.�
Without any warning, Sephiroth
grabbed Vincent by the throat, and his fingers began to squeeze. �YOU? You could have prevented that psycho-maniac from using
my mother?�
He stared down accusingly at the
man he had in his tight grasp. His hand began to press harder around the man�s
neck, bruising the skin underneath, but it didn�t affect Vincent in anyway. He
just stood there, passive, unwilling to fight back.
�I would have done anything for
your mother�..anything. But Lucrecia made her
decisions without my approval,� he choked. �I told her not to trust Hojo, I told her he was unstable�. but it was too late. He
had already injected her with the Jenova cells.�
Vincent�s aura began to bleed out
again, billowing and flowing around them, rippling out, causing the dry earth
to split open��.Chaos wanted out. Vincent had to fight with everything he had,
to contain him.
�I went to Hojo�s
lab,� he gasped out, trying to draw air into his tightly compressed lungs. �I
went to confront him about using Lucrecia and her
unborn child for the sake of science. But� he knew I was coming for him.... And
the bastard shot me, leaving me
for dead! Left me dead! If it hadn�t been for Lu�� Vincent caught
himself.
Crimson eyes slowly began to turn
yellow, and Vincent�s skin turned an unhealthy shade of graveyard grey. The
frayed cloak he wore about his shoulders morphed into bat wings, the leathery
appendages flexing out in relief from being tuck away for so long. Vincent was
losing his battle to remain in control.
�This� this is my sin, for failing
your mother,� Vincent softly whispered, still trying desperately to maintain
the beast. �Your eyes,� he said, his voice barely heard, �would have been
crimson too, like mine, if not for Lucrecia letting Hojo taint her body with Jenova
cells.�
The softly spoken words spun
around inside Sephiroth�s head. He looked at Vincent, puzzled, wondering why it
was he could not kill him�.Damn it, the man had been responsible for all that had
happened to him�
Crimson eyes�.like mine�.your
eyes�like mine��
It was in that moment that
Sephiroth realized what Vincent meant.
Cat-like eyes widened, and
pressing, hurting fingers began to relax their crushing grip.
�You�re�� my father��...�
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Oh, my god! Sephiroth knows.
Can you believe that? What�s going to happen now? Will Cloud still go through
with the wedding? And what about Cid and Vincent? It
seems that they haven�t had that talk yet about that kiss. Want to find out? Well,
stay tuned for the next chapter.
Mitts & ArchNemesis
oOo Teaser for Chapter 21 oOo
Rufus smirked when he heard �oh, shit� from his female body guard as
Tseng came into the room.
�Rufus, what the hell are you
doing here?�
Sliding up to his lover, inhaling
his scent, Rufus stared him in they eyes, again the executive was cut off by an
enthusiastic shout of �Mommy!�
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