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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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A/N: Lol rated M for creative cursing. Okay A to Q for a second. It's not that the Mako in their system makes them slutty. I just would imagine that the gook would have serious side effect on their hormonal structure, especially since the majority of SOLDIER seemed to be chosen right at the puberty threshold. I mean, I imagine it plays more on primal instincts within the human brain as well which makes SOLDIERs faster and stronger and more effective. So you have them going through puberty and being pumped with that stuff. Sexual desire must be at a high note. Then we have Seph, Gen, and Angie who have been pumped since birth. I would imagine it would throw their hormone for loop. Especially Sephiroth who has an alien mating instinct coupled with all this. And that's why we hide the egg!

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Walking Out on Destiny Season Two

Episode Eight: You See Right Through Me…

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Sephiroth awoke to an irritating tickle against hi neck. It made the hair on his skin raise and caused a shudder of involuntary laughter. He snorted to hold it in and opened his eyes to find himself staring at Zack who was currently buried in the skin of someone's shoulder. Sephiroth moved only to see sunny yellow hair that stood up like wild grass. Soft sighs reached his ears and he figured out the tickle was his current cuddle buddy's breathing. Sephiroth shifted a bit so the occupant of his arms would be pushed up a bit without waking him and he stared into the angelic sleeping face of Cloud. Cloud and Zack lay with identical cherubim faces that were relaxed in rest and Sephiroth felt something warm inside of him. He leaned forward without much thought and kissed both of them on their foreheads. Zack because he was truly a good friend and Cloud because he wanted to feel what his skin would be like against his lips. The blonde was wrapped around him like he was a body pillow and every that he and Cloud made contact was just soft. The hardness of adulthood hadn't come upon him yet and with his small diminutive size made him fit perfectly into Sephiroth's arms like a child. He was still supple in some places and it made Sephiroth snuggled into him a bit more, reveling in that cuddly warmth. Zack shifted behind Cloud and crushed them closer. Cloud nuzzled into his neck comfortably and murmured against his neck and Sephiroth gave in and hugged them both. His fluffy mood fell when he felt the stirs of arousal. The heat of being pressed in this dog pile was beginning to have a bad effect. He sighed and fought it off, pushing his face into Cloud's hair.

"Ridiculous," he whispered to no one. "I'm too greedy."

Cloud grumbled a name in his sleep then said something that took a moment to sink in. "Mm. BOLT!"

"What?" Seph said out loud before his body seized up and the bed was lit up with electricity. "FUCK THE PISS!"

"AH BITCH BUCKER FUCKER!" Zack screamed as his body contorted in odd angles.

Cloud sat up groggily from his dream, the thunder materia still glowing around his neck. The bed was empty and the air smelled like ozone. He looked around to find Zack and Sephiroth on the floor with smoke coming from their bodies and their limbs twitching. He rubbed his eyes looking for them.

"Why are you guys on the floor?"

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Tseng was up early, finishing up the dossiers by himself. He hadn't seen Reno all morning and was starting to get a little ticked at the fact that he was doing all the work. He took a break to do a round of Tai Chi in order to sooth the tension in his body. He tried to think of other things, like the email he'd gotten from Hojo, or the training of Rufus if the boy was still up to it, or even the cleaning of his gun if it would take his mind off what was there now. Yet, his mind kept traveling back to his chance encounter in the kitchen. Claude hadn't done a single thing wrong, yet Tseng couldn't overcome the fear that he was just like those filthy men who had often tried to lay hands on him. He'd tried to let it go and it had worked for the arousal, but not for the want. He was starved for affection that much he knew. He feared that years of isolating himself from people and confining himself to Vincent's home had done him no good. So why was he in no push to seek out what he needed? At least if it was on his own terms it wouldn't be such a frightening situation. He was able to allow Reno's touch in the right situation…so why no anyone else's. Tseng paused. Wait, did he just admit to sex being frightening?

Tseng sighed and ended his exercise. He went and sat back down to gather up the information Rude would need to catch his rebels, hoping that the Don hadn't spent so much time between Reno's legs that he'd gotten nothing done. A knock on the door interrupted his work and he went to answer it, hoping it was Reno or the Don ready for business. Claude stood there dangling a pin drive in front of him with a pleasant smile.

"Rude somehow found da time to get you what you wan' early dis morning. You did ya part on this?"

Tseng nodded, stepping aside to allow the man to walk in. "All you will need is laid out already. If you'd like to go over it personally, you can-"

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday."

Tseng froze. "For what?"

"I was drunk last night an' I shouldn'ta laid a hand on ya. Especially since you, unlike your partna it seems, are here specifically for business. Even I must respect that."

Tseng nodded and closed the door. "No, it's alright. To tell the truth both of our behaviors were highly inappropriate."

"Den since dis be a mutual misundastandin', we call truce and have you have coffee with me. I promise no alcohol included."

Tseng allowed a smile to show on his lips. "I'd think less of you if you drank this early."

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Cloud sat in the waiting room of the labs. He was super early, he knew but Sephiroth had said that the "psycho bitch" preferred people to be early. So that left the little blonde alone with his thoughts. It fell on his experiences since he'd been there and he found himself smiling at some and cringing at others. Genesis was pretty much the big gay brother that never had, doting on him and constantly encouraging him. Zack was the asshole brother he'd always wanted. Someone he could fight and wrestle with but still go to when he got picked on. Sephiroth…he wasn't sure. He'd met the man all of twice and had ended up sleeping in the same bed with him as if it were natural. Yep, he wasn't sure how to think of it. Cloud leaned back his chair. Back home, all he did was get into fights with Tifa and her pigheaded friends. He would claim to be more mature than them but at the same time he often wanted to be like them. He wanted to belong somewhere but he wasn't sure if he was being so readily accepted just because or if it was because he was just some kid that Genesis took a liking to. Some backwater charity case that Professor Hojo took pity on should not have inspired endearment of any kind. For all his come backs and witty retorts, he could not keep up the confidence his interactions required and he knew it had to be easy to see. Yet they accepted him. He smiled a little thinking of the warmth he'd been wrapped in that morning. The feel of Sephiroth and Zack's heartbeats pressed so tightly against him made his own heart flutter.

"Hey what's the pansy doin' here?"

"Shut the fuck up, Kyle. Yo, Cloud, whats up bitch?"

"Dom?" Cloud lifted his head to see the boy walking up with the muscle head blonde from his physical. "Had to bring the baggage?"

"I know right, this mofo's been growing on my ass since the physical."

"Right here, Dominic!" Kyle flipped him off.

"You couldn't handle it precious. So what up, spikey. Whatchu doin' here?"

Cloud shrugged. "I got this summons saying I needed to come."

"Yeah, us too. We got one more comin out this way from what I heard?"

"How did you hear?" Cloud asked confused.

"You ain't got a phone, jerk off?" Kyle asked showing his simple prepay.

"Oh yeah, I do!" He pulled out his phone and flipped it open. "I get your number now, Dom. As for you Kyle…well I just don't give a shit about you."

Kyle immediately snatched his phone making the chocobo chain jingle. "What the hell? How did you even afford this?"

"Oh! Is that the new 8G Flip? I've got good credit and I can't even afford this!"

"Who'd you fuck to get this, princess?"

"Your fuckin' mother!" Cloud snapped. "I got it from Genesis. He said I needed a phone, I didn't think it was a big deal."

"Are you kidding? These phones are like 1500gil a piece. No one throws away 1500 for no reason. I'm with Kyle on this one; did you fuck the commander to get this?"

"Fuck you! It was a gift. Put your damn number in so we can go on with our lives."

Dom laughed and punched his number in. He then called his own phone and locked in Cloud's number. He did a few more tricks before handing the phone back to Cloud. "There, now you're in the system, you can get messages that're meant for us SOLDIER candidates."

"Cool!" Cloud said, his phone going off with all the messages he'd missed.

"Can't believe you got picked too. Then again, shrimp like you need some extra enhancement."

"If that's it, then what the hell you guys doin' here. Say you said there's one more coming. Where is he?"

Just as he spoke, the door opened revealing Dr. Lucrecia, a thick older man in lab coat and a young girl entered the room. She was small, about Cloud's height and wearing a crimson red tank top with blue jeans and black chaps over it. The heavy Doc Marten's on her feet looked way too heavy for her petite frame but she wore them like a trooper. The gold ornament belt that looped around her hips accented the curves that were developing. Her hair was a sexy dark red and her eyes were the same. The three boys stayed focused on her as she walked over to join them. She posted herself on a chair and crossed her legs like a real lady which was offset by those boots. Her deep crimson eyes flicked to Cloud making him gulp and blush. She smirked and nodded to him. He nodded back, sure he looked like a complete idiot.

"Now that's what I'm talkin' bout," Kyle whispered.

"Heard they started takin' females…didn't believe it though."

"She has very good hearing you know," Dr. Lucrecia said unlocking the door to her lab. "She can hear everything you're saying. Can't you Rosaria?"

She laughed her voice delightfully thick and heavy on its accent to Cloud's ears. "Rosaria Arent to her. But you darling," she held out her hand to Cloud. "You can call me Rosso. Rosso to my comrades."

Cloud sputtered at first but managed to answer. "I'm Cloud, Cloud Strife."

"Cloud Strife…how cute."

"Well then Gentlemen," The stout man said getting their attention. "and lady, I'm Dr. Hollander. I will be working with Rossaria and Kyle specifically, but I will also be assisting Dr. Lucrecia with Dominic and Cloud. What is about to happen to you here is strictly confidential. You will not breathe a word to anyone, not your superiors, not your friends. What happens here stays amongst you and that's that, I make myself clear?"

"Whatever, man."

"Yeah yeah."

"Yes, sir."

"Whatever you say, Doctor."

"Good, everyone single file and walk in."

Lucrecia rolled her eyes. "You're too uptight. This is why I don't enjoy working around you. It's all about order with you." She watched each as they walked in past her. She fluffed Cloud's head. "Good to see you especially, Cloud."

Cloud nodded. "You too, ma'am."

Once they were inside, Lucrecia had each of them strip down to their underwear. The boys were reluctant to do in front of the females, especially in front of Rosso. However, Rosso shade her top to the crimson lace bra she had on beneath her tank top. She untied and kicked off the heavy boots, tossing them aside. She unbuckled her clinking belts and dropped it on top of the shirt so that she could slide off her jeans and chaps. The boys stared more in shock than interest. Rosso let the jeans slide off showing her toned legs and matching red panties. Cloud's mouth was agape as she put her clothing in a nice neat pile and shoved them aside. She was only in her striped skull socks and lingerie. This little girl was giving Tifa a run for her money.

"Well, boys. Let's see what you've got."

Cloud didn't want to. However Dom and Kyle began to take off their clothes though they both had light blushes on their faces.

"Girl built like a full grown woman," Dom muttered.

"Hey, princess, take it off. You scared we're gonna see ya vag!"

Cloud narrowed his eyes at Kyle and stripped down. Once they were all uncomfortably stripped, their vitals were taken and they were led further into the lab. Lucrecia locked them each into their own separate tanks. Cloud stepped into his own, feeling a bit claustrophobic once the door slid shut. Lucrecia smiled reassuringly at him and tapped the glass playfully. It calmed his nerves a bit though he was still confused as to what was going on.

"Now, can you all hear me?" Lucrecia's voice filled the tubes. "I want you to go to the square compartment inside the tanks and pull out the masks. Fasten it securely to your face. It should be simple since it's self-explanatory."

Cloud placed the mask on his face and took a few testing breaths to find oxygen being pumped in. He heard Dom complain about the oxygen being stale. Cloud had to admit, it did taste funny. Hollander told them to pay it no mind and to make sure the masks were secured. Once they were, Lucrecia programed the tanks and told them all to relax. Cloud freaked out when something cold and thick began to pool around his feet. He jumped when it quickly filled up to his knees.

"Hey lady what the hell is this stuff!" he heard Kyle shout into the oxygen mask.

"Don't worry, its heavily diluted Mako. More saline than the actual chemical," Lucrecia explain. "We just want to check your tolerability."

Cloud began to hyperventilate and he moved to the door trying to find a way to open it. Trapped in a tube with this gook encasing him, he didn't like it. He banged on the glass when the stuff flowed over his head and he could only see green. Distorted voices filled his head ears and frightened him with their urgency. He couldn't understand a single one but it spurred him to escape. His eyes flickered from tank to tank as each other their struggles began to die. Rosso was the only calm one in the tube. Her eyes found his and it was the last thing she saw.

"Oh my, for a moment I thought Strife would go into shock," Hollander said moving over to the tanks. "Now, Rosaria and Kyle will be mine. I'll inject them with the same mixture I gave Genesis and use his cells as the catalyst. Rosaria showed some promise in her physical."

"Hollander, I don't give a damn what you do," Lucrecia said blandly. "I already know that this experiment will yield…shall we say, interesting results. Cloud is a perfect specimen for me and I will make him Sephiroth's equal or at least damn close to it."

Hollander rolled his eyes. "That's the problem with you and your husband; neither of you ever try anything new."

"Sometimes the new is grown from the old. Sephiroth is not as far as I could go and I know it. Cloud will have some qualities that Sephiroth does not…but Sephiroth will still be the superior. I just want to give him a run for his money."

"You have such faith in a boy you only did one physical on. How can you be certain you aren't wrong?"

"I'm never wrong."

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Genesis had his hand poised at Sephiroth's office door. He held it up there, his eyes narrowed and his expression a mixture of anger, sadness, and acceptance. The sounds he heard coming from the other side of the door were nothing new, in fact he expected them. It wasn't that what was happening hurt his feelings. No, that wasn't it at all. He himself had someone that no one knew about…which is why he really shouldn't be upset at all. He hadn't told his lovers though he was certain they somehow knew. But knowing…and seeing were so different for him right now. That explained why Sephiroth's secretary wasn't at the desk. At least she was somewhat beautiful, but knowing Sephiroth, he'd have her transferred without a second thought if she caught feelings and would have her replaced just like that. He seemed like that kind of guy if he didn't love you. He would easily replace you…

Genesis backed away from the door and left, leaving Sephiroth to his devices. He was upset because Sephiroth didn't tell him. At the same time he was upset because he was upset about Sephiroth's secrecy when he himself had told neither of the men about his infidelity. He fought it for a long time and ended up giving in the day he'd woken out of his near death coma to find only Angeal at his side. Sephiroth had only seen him brought in; he hadn't visited once the entire time. Sephiroth said he didn't see a point to it since he knew he'd heal and wake up. That wasn't the point! He wanted to know that Sephiroth actually worried about him like he used to. He wanted that affection the boy had for him when he'd thought he'd gutted him during their tests. He wanted his Seph back…but as time passed it seemed as though there would be no chance of that. He blew at his dangling bangs idly thinking he needed a haircut soon.

It was a shame really, he'd come to take Sephiroth to lunch with him and perhaps pick Cloud and Zack up along the way. Ah well.

Lazard rounded the corner with Heidegger when he saw Genesis in his civvies. He had on the infamous skinny jeans he'd heard the other SOLDIERs often talked about that accented curves that should've belonged to a woman but fit the general so well. He wore a tight black t-shirt with the words "SOLDIER BITCH!" on the front in ShinRa font. Lazard didn't believe that any store sold that shirt. A white plastic belt hung off his hips having stylishly missed a few loops and the converses on his feet were bright yellow. Though they matched nothing he wore, they somehow managed to accessorize with his ensemble. But what drew Lazard to wave Heideggar off was the melancholy expression on Genesis's face.

"I'll handle these at home, sir."

"Be good on it, your father doesn't like tardiness…" Heidegger's eyes followed Lazard's gaze and he scowled. "Maybe you'll pass a policy on fruits in this military."

"Heidegger, that's hardly appropriate in this office and I appreciate it if you never spoke that way around me again."

Heidegger snorted. "You're a prissy lil thing like Elloria. Better get a back bone in this business, boy."

Lazard paused and gave Heideggaer a cold stare. "You will never refer to my mother by her name. She is Lady ShinRa to you and she is still your VP so I suggest you watch what you say. Am I cear?"

Heideggar huffed though it was obvious he was taken aback by Lazard's sudden reprimand. "Watch yourself boy."

Lazard waved him off and approached Genesis. "Commander?"

Genesis lifted those ever-changing orbs to him and smiled politely. "Well now, Lazard Deusericus I do declare that you are getting larger every time we meet.

"I haven't grown an inch and you know it, you just aren't wearing your platforms today."

"Ah, feel so small without them," Genesis joked.

"Commander, why the long face if you don't mind me asking?"

Genesis opened his mouth to speak when he saw Sephiroth's secretary hurry by towards the bathroom, straightening her hair and skirt. His vibrant eyes faded to a sorrowful slate. "Nothing, sir. Just….so much wrong happening."

Lazard glanced at the retreating woman before looking at the melancholy face. "You look as though you could use a drink. What say you I cut my last class of the day and we'll see how deep my father's wine bottles are?"

Genesis blinked and shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't. I have someone waiting for me at home."

"I see," Lazard replied, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice.

"But," Genesis lifted Lazard's chin. "I can tell you that I will be willing to take a rain check. How about we reconvene tomorrow, if your classes permit it?"

Lazard smiled and nodded. "Whenever you are ready my friend. You know you can speak to me about anything, don't you? As your future commander and as your recent friend, I dare say I'm attached to you. I worry for your wellbeing, Gen."

Genesis smiled, his eyes shining a warm blue. "You're still so young…thank you, Lazard. Perhaps I'll phone you later. I might need a nightcap."

"I'll be available."

Genesis gave him a sweet smile before walking back towards Sephiroth's office. Lazard watched the commander take a deep breath in front of Sephiroth's door before knocking. "Seph, you in there?"

Lazard turned away when Genesis disappeared inside the office. He would admit he had something of a soft spot for Genesis and seeing him with that expression had both saddened and angered him. He wasn't naïve. He knew that the general was in a very hush-hush relationship with Angeal and Sephiroth but resources also told him that they were not sticking so loyally to each other as they use to. The only one he knew who hadn't stepped outside their relationship was Angeal and he was certain it was because the man hadn't found anyone who suited his tastes like Sephiroth and Genesis had. Lazard made his way to his newly acquired office and sat down. His desk phone rung.

"Deusericus?"

"You're name is too complicated."

"Zackary?" Lazard laughed. "What are you doing calling me during waking hours."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a bum. Could you like give me clearance to use the virtual room? Angeal isn't here yet and I wanted to wait in there for him."

Lazard leaned over his computer and typed a few things before entering his ID. "There you are. You and Angeal going to hack each other to pieces?"

"Yeah…uh, one more thing?"

"What now, Zackary?"

"There's a SOLDIER candidate…I haven't seen him all day. His name is Cloud Strife and he's been living with me. I'm worried about him cuz he never came back from the lab…could ya…?"

Lazard's face softened. "Of course Zack. Cloud Strife you say?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, allow me to look into it and I will call you again. Yes?"

"Thanks Lazard! You're a real prince."

"You're always welcome, Zackary."

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They shared a coffee while they went over each other's notes. Tseng found three of Rude's most trusted who had engaged in questionable dealings. Claude admitted to knowing about some of them, but only the small harmless ones. There were several instances where deals were made for unknown cargo. Claude once again claimed no part of it. Tseng only gave him the benefit of the doubt but something was nagging him. It was a strange gut feeling about all this and he couldn't place his finger on it. He was too stressed and had too many other things cluttering up his mind. They were distracting him from something important and he knew it, but he couldn't tell what.

The two of them worked well into the night comprising a way for the Don to have them all dealt with swiftly and silently. Reno popped in once to shower and change and take shots and Claude. During his brief visit, he kept eyeing Tseng and Claude as they worked together though Tseng wouldn't even claim to know what that was about. Reno wasn't the type to entertain jealous thoughts and Tseng knew the younger Turk was completely satisfied with what he had going on already. He left without incident but not too long after, Tseng received a text.

I kno u like im. Watch ur back tho

Tseng made sure Claude was still submersed in what he was doing before answering. You smell a rat?

Not yet! Somthin buggin tho. Got da creeps!

Tseng felt the same. Having the creeps was a bit of slang he'd picked up from Reno to describe something being seriously wrong and it usually only happened when a Turk was neck deep in it and didn't know it. Tseng hoped it wasn't the case. Play it off as just nerves. Sleep with one eye open near Rude.

That's da thing. Ain't him I got it from. I dunno man; somethin' stinks.

I know…I can't tell what it is either.

"Tseng? You wan call it a night?"

Tseng flipped his phone shut. "Yes, that's a good idea." He began to close the folders when Calude took his wrist and stopped him. Tseng cut his eyes to him more harshly than he intended and the grip loosened.

"Tseng, you sucha beautiful ting. Why somewan like you ain't taken is such a mystery."

"We agreed not to condone this sort of behavior," Tseng said coldly."

Claude smirked, his brown eyes dark. "But ya need it. I saw you when I came in, saw the tension. Ya need somewan who know something about layin' out a lover." He brought Tseng's hand to his lips in a gentle caressing kiss. "Let me give you something to show dat we thugs ain't all bad."

There was the urge to pull away and gut Claude and there was the urge to part his lips and moan at the gentle sensation of Claude's mouth; Tseng didn't know which reaction to follow so he remained still. Claude took the lack of resistance as the okay to go forward and moved from his hand to his wrist, sliding up the sleeve of his uniform shirt.

"Such delicate wrists. You play da piano, Tseng?"

"No…I've never," Tseng licked his lips and tried to calm his thudding heart. "I've never played anything like that…"

"Perhaps ya be wantin' to start. Ya have beautiful wrists," he pressed a kiss to the underside of it and sucked gently on the pulse there causing a shiver to run up Tseng's spine. This was just so strange. He was used to Reno's playful but tender advantages, a kiss here and a touch there. But this was so different. He never had anyone so serious in their touch try to seduce him. He didn't know what to do with this. He was more than curious as to what Claude would with him but at the same time, his instincts were screaming at him to pull away.

Claude took Tseng's lack of resistance as permission to continue. He slid Tseng's sleeve up slowly trailing gentle kisses up his forearm and sucked gently at the skin. Tseng's breath hitched when Claude's tongue found the juncture of his elbow. He ran his tongue over the small dip making Tseng shudder and jump slightly at the sensation. Claude smirked, his eyes boring into Tseng as the Wutain's breath sped up.

"Ya eyes are sayin' something I have trouble believin'."

Tseng licked his lips, not responding.

"This is da first time somewan treat ya like dis, Tseng?"

Tseng felt the blush spread before he could school his expression. He couldn't tell if he was ashamed at the fact that it was true or that it was so easy to tell. Still he did not deny it. He simply nodded.

Claude chuckled but it didn't sound mocking. He moved closer, pulling Tseng nearer at the same time until he invaded what little personal space Tseng had. "You Wutains are a finer breed, elegant when it comes to the nature of seduction," Claude whispered in his ear. Tseng bit his lip as electricity danced up is spin. He turned away trying to gain control over the sensations coursing through his body. What the hell was he doing? He was on the job. "Men go to world end to find one like you. But here I go findin one that dun know touch like they do. Completely unspoiled. You flatter me Tseng."

He closed his eyes and let soft sigh pass through his lips when Claude nipped his neck. Then, he felt it, that strange gut feeling that had often saved his life when he was on the job. Claude's nose bumped the collar.

"Ya can't take this junk off?"

"No…I don't have any way of doing that…"

Claude continued to kiss up to his jawline, but Tseng's responses were delayed. Inside he was trying to focus on what just happened, what went wrong. Claude didn't even notice the change as his lips found Tsengs. The Turk pulled back before they could touch though. They looked at each other, Tseng's gray eyes full of suspicion while Claude simply looked amused.

"Now I know why ya neva get laid. Ya too uptight, but that is someting that's gonna make da asking price higher."

In the split second it took for Tseng to register that sentence, the Turk punched Claude in the jaw hearing a satisfied crack as he did, but he had reacted a second too late. He looked down at his arm where a small needle and vile were sunk in. he quickly took it out before all the liquid could flow into his blood stream and he stood quickly. That action alone made him feel light headed. He was so stupid! Whatever he had been given was fast acting. Tseng backed away from Claude trying to make it to the door without falling over.

"Turks ain't what dey use ta be, betrayin' each other and shit," he goaded as Tseng stumbled back into the door. Claude stood and rubbed is jaw a bit, massaging the pain out of it. "Or maybe ya like me so much ya didn't tink! I've got ya now, an' I'll get ya friend soon as he comes lookin' for ya. Night, Wutai slut!"

Betray? Who had betrayed them…? What was this? Tseng fought to keep his eyes open as Claude walked slowly towards him. Before the numbness took hold, Tseng managed to press a tiny sensor sewn into the inside of his color. It flashed yellow then red before blinking out. Tseng went limp and he slid down the wall unconscious. Claude walked over to him and checked his pulse to insure he hadn't over dosed him. He smiled and ran his thumb over Tseng's full lips.

"Wish I had gotten ta fuck you first, lil virgin. But business before pleasure." He took out his phone and dial. "Deed been done, Dom and the Wutain's partna will falla next. Is dere anyting else ya want?...Na, I didn't lay him. Gaia knows I wan to. What ya savin' him fa? Ah I get it…pleasure doin' business with ya den."

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Cloud practically fell out of the mako tank. He coughed and choked, unsure of when his oxygen mask came off. He made a puddle of the glowing liquid before his heaving stopped. He pushed himself up and looked around the laboratory. It was dark and seemingly empty. The others were still in their respective tanks which made him wonder why he was out.

"How do you feel, Cloud?"

He looked up quickly to see Lucrecia standing in front of him, her lab coat discarded.

"I…I feel…I dunno." He whispered tiredly.

"It is a set reaction to the mixture of Mako and Jenova cells. What you are experiencing right now is a telekinetic link being formed between you and the mother."

"Mother?"

"Most succumb quickly to the pull of Jenova cells but you seem to have retained your own separate consciousness."

"What? What are you talking about?"

Lucrecia smiled and sat down. "Cloud Strife, you will be the beginning of the new super SOLDIERs."

Cloud lifted himself weakly from the ground. He managed to stand after stumbling a few times. He turned around seeing the tank he'd come out of, only to find that the pod was not open. He blinked and looked inside finding himself standing there still inside. He jumped back, his heart skipping. He heard Lucrecia's gentle laughter.

"It's alight Cloud. Calm down."

"I, this...is this a dream?"

"This is a synaptic dive into your subconscious. All of you are experiencing it right now, but you are the one I've chosen to handle personally. When you wake, you will remember none of this. You will simply get out of the pod and return home without any questions or comment. Then, the day you begin basic training, you will return to me that very night and report to me. Do you understand?"

Cloud felt his head become fuzzy and he nodded. "Yeah…I think so."

"Good," Lucrecia stood. "Now…wake!"

Cloud found himself falling but instead of hitting cold hard floor, he fell onto someone hard. "Easy Spikey; I gotcha."

"D-Dom?"

"Doc, I think he's a little fucked up. His eyes look like headlights."

"He will be fine, Mr. Wallace. He's smaller than the rest of you so he'll be a bit shakier."

Dom looked down at the lethargic blonde with a bit of concern. Cloud tiredly looked up at him, blue eyes glowing more brightly than he'd ever seen in SOLDIERs. He helped the blonde get to a chair and knelt in front of him.

"You alright lil man?"

Cloud nodded though he was still panting. He felt nauseous and dizzy at the same time and he thought he would blow chunks all over the place. Rosso who was drying the excess Mako off, walked over to him. She placed a hand on Cloud's shoulder, her scarlet eyes studying him.

"Pull yourself together, Darling. You still have to make it home," she said petting his hair. "Listen closely to my voice. You're alright, you're not suffocating, the air is clean and there is plenty of room to breathe."

Listening to her voice, Cloud managed to calm down. "Thanks, how did you do that?"

"When you're from Bone Village you get trapped in cave-ins often from the digs. Sometimes people come out in shock from the claustrophobia so its grade school knowledge on how to deal with them."

"Bone Village huh? So that's where you grew up?"

"Yes, I grew up there but I was adopted. I'm originally from a tribe near Cosmo Canyon. You have to watch yourself Cloud. Just because I'm nice now doesn't mean I don't have savagery in my blood," she laughed and walked away to get dressed.

Dom and Cloud watched her in confusion. Dom smirked. "I want to see more of her but I'm scared that she'll either stroke it or cut it off."

"You get that too huh?" Cloud murmured.

"Heh, you sure you're alright, Spikey?"

"Yeah I'll be alright."

"Good, had me nervous. Come on an' get dressed. I'll make sure you get home al'ight."

"Wait so you guys ain't sick?"

"The only one who got sick was you, pussy," Kyle spouted from the other side of the room. He was already putting on his clothes. "Rosso stepped out like it wasn't 'bout shit. She got more balls than you do, princess.

"Oh fuck you with a brick." Cloud grumbled standing up…then immediately sitting down. "Crap, I need a minute."

It took him a while but he managed to get dressed, receive a final check up with Lucrecia and then walked out with the others. Rosso stayed close to him, flanking his left and keeping in step with him. Cloud had heard those with military training subconsciously kept people they wanted to watch over on the opposite side of their sword or gun arm. He wondered how long Rosso had been in ShinRa before she'd been accepted to the SOLDIER program. He eyed her every now and then, admiring the pixie cut hair of her hair and the straight confident posture she carried. Even though she was the only woman she showed she was superior in just her strut. Cloud didn't exactly want to be a girl, but he wished he had that confidence instead of shrinking in the presence of those larger than him.

"Hey I'm hungrier than a hostage, let's go to the burger place and fill up," Kyle suggested.

Cloud felt his stomach growl. "Yeah, I'm suddenly starving."

"Now that you mention it, I got the munchies like a mug," Dom glanced at Rosso. "Hey lil mama, you care to join us."

"I'm broke at the moment, loves."

"Hey, hey, no lady pays a dime while I'm around. Wasn't raised to let a woman starve either. Come on with us, I gotcha covered."

Rosso smiled a little bit. "Here I thought all you Mt. Corel people were brutes."

"Nah, we got some hospitality on us," Dom gave her his arm. "Shall we?"

"I think," she linked her arm with Dom's. "I love your hospitality."

Kyle rolled his eyes. "Jeez. You comin' princess?"

Cloud didn't even have the strength to glare at him. "Nah…actually I need to go home. I don't feel so good."

"You need someone to walk ya home, Spikey?"

Cloud shook his head. "Nah, I'll make it. Thanks though. Nice meeting you, Rosso."

"Just a moment darling," Rosso went over and took his phone. She programmed her number into it and called her phone with it. "There, keep in touch, Cloud."

Cloud decided through his nausea clouded fog that he loved the way she said his name. "Thanks Rosso. See you around."

"Goodbye, darling."

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"G are you alright?" Sephiroth asked, watching Genesis pick at his food. Usually the ginger general would've murdered an all you can eat buffet, but he was still on his first plate. "I'm use to you pigging out when we go place-"

"Sephiroth, am I too old for you now?"

"What?"

"What is it? Are you not attracted to me anymore that you seek comfort elsewhere?"

"G what are you talking about?"

"I know what you were doing in that office. I showed up earlier than I said I did and I heard you. I also know that it's not your first time doing it."

"Gen-"

"You've been leaving earlier and earlier, you've been sleeping around with anything that catches your eye. I…I don't get it? Am I too old for you now? Am I not enough for you anymore?"

Sephiroth averted his eyes, remaining quiet for a moment. There were a thousand excuses her could make, some valid, some he could pull out of his ass, but for some reason he didn't feel it was necessary. "I just…the treatments…I don't know how to explain it but I'm sorry for it."

"Oh, now you're blaming science for this? We're mirror projects, the same side affects you have I have as well! That doesn't mean I go around sl-" Geneis choked on the lie that almost naturally rolled off his tongue.

"But you do," Sephiroth said softly.

"What?"

"I knew, I've always known. You were the first one to cheat…the first one to…" Sephiroth trailed of. "We shouldn't be talking about this right now. We should wait."

"Then when is it a good time, Sephiroth? When you're balls deep in another slut?"

Sephiroth's eyes narrowed. "You're one to talk! The minute I turn my back or Angeal isn't at your heels you're flying off with someone else! Angeal and I have talked about it numerous times but he can take that sort of thing. He doesn't care who you sleep with as long as you're happy! But he won't say it hurts him! He won't say it but I will. We know you sleep around!"

"At least I have taste in whom I choose! The secretary, Sephiroth? Really? Here I thought we all had more class than that!"

"At least she puts out! I don't have to hope you're in the mood; I don't have to check and see if it's politically correct to initiate intimacy with you! Do you realize I have to wait until you say it's okay to touch you?"

"You wouldn't have to if you acted like you gave a damn about me!"

"I still try to!"

"Then you wouldn't need anyone else!"

"Neither would you! The only reason you're upset with me is because I'm not clever enough not to get caught! Not like you!"

"It was one time dammit! Once! For all your accusations it was once and I don't even see the guy anymore! I'm not trickin' all over fuckin' Midgar like you!"

"Yet you didn't tell us, didn't bother to come to u and now you're mad at me for not doing so? What makes it okay for you and not for me? What's the reason that I have to tell you and you not tell me, G!"

"You don't matter enough for me to tell you anything anymore!" Genesis shouted.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"I don't know, Seph! Maybe I just don't love you anymore!" Genesis slapped his hands over his mouth. Sephiroth's face made his eyes tear up though the silver haired man only sat there silently. His face was expressionless as always, but his eyes aid more than Genesis would ever want to hear from his lips. Those crystalline orbs were filled with a kind of pain Genesis had not seen since the day Sephiroth had almost killed him. That silent sadness and hurt filled those jade gems and Genesis found that he hated himself more than he ever had in his entire life. "Sephiroth, I…please…"

"It's…difficult for me to reach my emotions anymore. It's difficult for me to care." Sephiroth said, his voice struggling to find words. "But I stayed. I stayed because what I feel for you never faded, even though it's harder for me to express, it never faded."

"Seph-" Tears began to roll down Genesis's cheeks.

Sephiroth shook his head. "I don't know…if I can feel anything but I pretend. I pretend because I care, because I lo…but you…if you aren't trying anymore then why should I?"

"Sephiroth! I didn't mean it!" Genesis sobbed as Sephiroth got up. "I-wait where are you going?"

Sephiroth had stood and was heading toward his room. "You're right; we shouldn't pretend that we are happy with the way things are. It was a good time to talk about it."

Genesis followed him. "Wait no! Sephiroth, I didn't mean any of it! Of course I still love you, I do! I just was so mad that's all!"

Sephirtoh took a few of his things and stuffed them haphazardly in a duffle bag. "Yet you won't say what will actually matter?"

"What do you mean? I told you I didn't mean it! Why are you leaving?" Genesis snatched the bag from him forcefully. "You can't leave! I won't let you!"

Sephiroth in a fit of anger whipped around and grabbed Genesis by the collar of his shirt. He tossed the redhead back against the wall. "Get the fuck away from me right now, Genesis!"

Genesis growled and tackled the man on to the bed, angry and he didn't know hwy. He straddled Sephiroth and pinned him there with all the strength he had, knowing the silver haired man could pick him up like a ragdoll but he didn't care. He wanted to fix this. "What do I need to do, Sephiroth? Tell me what I need to do to take it back!"

Sephiroth looked up at him, staring into those ever changing eyes, remembering how they came together every time they were upset at each other. Why wasn't Genesis remembering…why wouldn't he just say it? Sephiroth twisted his hands gently from Genesis's grasp. He slid them up Genesis's jean clad thighs until they rested on his waist. The redhead relaxed against him as Sephiroth lifted himself up and pulled Genesis close to him. "G, if you have to ask what it takes, then why am I still here?"

"Sephiroth…"

Sephiroth picked Genesis up gently and placed him on the bed before getting up. Genesis scrambled to get up as Sephiroth walked out with his bag. "STOP! WAIT! What do I have to do! Just tell me? What do you want me to say?"

Sephiroth growled. "Why can't you just say sorry if you didn't mean it?"

Genesis froze. "I…I…can't because…" he sighed in defeat.

"Because you're not sorry."

Genesis sniffled and shook his head. "I'm not sorry I did it."

"Well I am…" Sephiroth slammed the door behind him. Genesis crumbled to his knees and cursed himself. Why didn't he just leave it alone? Worse of all, why did he lie? At least Sephiroth never lied, so why did he. He knew what he'd done and it had been more than once…and now after this, it probably would happen again. Sniffling and holding back tears, Genesis picked up his phone and dialed.

"Hey, Lazard," he cleared his throat. "Oh nothing, nothing at all. I just…I think I'll take you up on that drink offer if you're still open. Yeah...thanks. See you in a moment."

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"Hello Darkness my old friend…I've come to talk with you again…because in visions softly creeping…left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision, that was planted in my brain. Still remains…"

Sephiroth walked into his childhood home with heavy feet, the tune dying on his lips. He closed his eyes, thinking of Genesis and what a wreck the redhead must be. He should just go back and apologize to him. They should just talk it out and fix things. No, what good would it do. Genesis had wanted to hurt him and hurt him he did, badly. He didn't think it was still possible to be hurt but he supposed those closest to you had the power to reach things in you thought were lost to you.

"Within the sound silence."

He sighed, his random singing ceasing as he pulled the ear buds from his ears. When he walked into Vincent's room. Tseng was not there to play Vincent for him so he was left to imagine that all knowing, soothing touch in his hair. He slipped the bag off his shoulder, seeing his younger self laying in Vincent's lap staring up at him with silent adoration. Sephiroth bit his lip so hard it bled and he tasted sweet Mako on his tongue. He shook his head and removed his jacket before falling onto the bed, breathing in. If he concentrated hard enough he could find Vincent's scent in the well preserved bed. His hands trembled as he clutched at the silken sheets and he fought back the surge of emotion he'd left behind a long time ago. He felt guilt, hurt, sadness, and grief; it made him ache.

"You're not here, Vincent…you're not here and I hate you for it!"

He didn't realize he'd fallen asleep until his phone rung and woke him.

They're coming to take me away ha-ha! They're coming to take me away ho-ho! Hee Hee Ha Ha to the funny farm! Where life is beautiful ALL the time!

Sephiroth glared at his jacket from which the sound was emanating. "Goddamn it Zack!" he got up and answered it. "How did you even get my phone to set this ring tone?"

"It seemed like a good idea at the time. Listen! I need you to come to my apartment like right now! I can't find Cloud."

"What do you mean you can't find him, is he lost?"

"I called Lazard who called Lucrecia who said he'd already left with his friends, heard they were going to a burger joint, so I went to like every burger joint 'til I found them. They said that he turned 'em down and said he was going home but he ain't came home. I just got down walking around and then I came back her to check for him. He ain't here!"

Sephiroth fell silent. The thought of something happening to Cloud twisted coldly in his gut and he got up. "Alright I'm up."

"You should tell Genesis too, we could use the help. Angeal's out searching still."

"…you all him. We aren't talking right now."

"….fine, just hurry up man! I'm actually worried about the shit."

Sephiroth threw on his jacket and grabbed his keys. "I'm out the door."

It took them all night; Genesis never answered his phone so they did not have his help. They combed each sector of Midgar until they found Cloud in sector six, not far from Hojo's townhouse. Sephiroth had been calling his name ignoring the stares he received from people who wondered why he was screaming "cloud" in the middle of the night. He was about to give up and meet back up with Zack when a soft mewl from one of the trash piles caught his attention. He went over, picking away at the refuse until he found Cloud sitting there with a lead pipe in his hand. Not too far from him was a body, a switchblade not too far from his hand. His face was beatin in and there was a deep crack in the brick above him. Sephiroth added it up and assumed Cloud had taken out a mugger. That shouldn't have been possible for someone small as Cloud. The boy rocked a bit, tracing patterns on the ground with the pipe. Sephiroth knelt down in front of the boy and softly called his name. When he got no response, he took the boys shoulder and shook. Cloud lifted his head slowly, his eyes glowing so bright it almost matched his own. When he blinked, Sephiroth could still see the glow.

"No…no, no, no," Sephiroth whispered, pulling Cloud into his arms. He called Zack. "I found him! He's about a mile from Hojo's. I'm gonna head over there and have him checked out."

"Is he alright?"

"He's in mako shock," Sephiroth shouldered the phone and picked Cloud up as he rose to his feet. The blonde hung from him limply, his face buried securely in his neck.

"Mako shock! What the hell? Let me get Angeal, we'll meet you there!"

"Understood," Sephiroth hung up the phone and adjusted Cloud in his arms. He spared one more look at the corpse on the ground. "What happened to you, Cloud? What did she do to you?"

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A/N: its been a while. Sorry this wasn't as much as it should've been. We'll just say I've been worse than sick lately and leave it at that. I apologize for leaving you all in the dark after saying I would update quicker. Don't worry though, I'm writing the next chapter as I write this. Some major stuff is supposed to happen so I'm looking at close to 10,000 words. Meaning it's an eye full. Hope you enjoy.
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