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Reno Vs. Genesis	By : soleil Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-R Vs. G
- 2-2
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- 4-4
- 5-5
- 2
- 3
- 4
3.
AN’s: Because no one hates OCs as much as I do, I think it’s only fair to warn you: I’m introducing an original character in this chapter... Something else I feel the need to warn you about is that the development of this tale is very slow, so if you are in the mood for a fast paced story this is definitely not for you! Sorry, but I’m a snail! ^^
And btw to everyone reading, reviewing, rating or putting on alert: an enormous thank you!
(4 months later)
“It’s not like you have anything better to do so stop complaining, Angeal.” Genesis nearly hissed.
“I just don’t understand how you are still not tired of it -like I already said: it’s the third time this month! I mean, I don’t really mind because I know how much you like it, but we could have stayed home for once to watch a movie or cook dinner..” Genesis kept silent while inhaling deeply and fought hard not to point out to his friend that he hadn’t really invited him to tag along. He hated how he found himself almost constantly suppressing the urge to be spiteful to Angeal these days.
At home he had felt like suffocating, so it had seemed like a good idea to go out and watch the Saturday showing of Loveless -again. He was curious to see if the director had already adapted into the performance the changes Genesis last week had suggested, but even if he hadn’t yet, Genesis preferred watching the exact same play for the third time, over trying to evade Angeal’s subtle snuggling-attempts on their couch. The situation with Angeal seemed to become worse as the date of Genesis’ departure to Wutai came closer and he feared that his friend would be confessing to him any day now. He didn’t want to hurt his friend by rejecting him but he didn’t want an intimate relationship with him either. Genesis felt slowly driven into a corner as hurting or even losing his friend was not an acceptable solution, which in his mind really left him with only one other option.
He had honestly tried repeatedly to imagine himself in Angeal’s arms, kissing him, being kissed by him, but the thoughts sent shivers down his spine -and definitely not in a good way. And the problem wasn’t really that Angeal was a guy -that was just the icing on the cake, but that anything beyond friendship would feel like incest -so utterly wrong that it made Genesis’ stomach churn.
Concluding as always that he couldn’t really find a tolerable way out of his dilemma he continued to do the only thing he could come up with: pretending to be oblivious to Angeal’s indirect advances. He had proceeded in closing himself up more and more but Angeal didn’t seem to be discouraged much and Genesis feared that if something didn’t change anytime soon, his own pent-up frustration would reach it’s boiling-point and he would end up blowing up right into Angeal’s face. And he had a feeling that that would turn out to be very-very ugly..
When they reached Loveless Avenue the two SOLDIER 1sts could already see the crowd lining up to the entrance of the theater. As always their arrival immediately drew everyone’s attention and a group of young, squirrelly girls upped their frantic chatter. “Look! There is Genesis!!” ,“ How lucky, he came!”, “Ohhh, he looks like a prince!”..
While turning around the last corner Genesis’ demeanor had changed in a split second. His hunched shoulders had straightened and his head, which until had been slightly bowed while he was lost in thought, was now held high. His posture was suddenly the epitome of grace and his previously sulky expression had vanished to be instantly replaced with a serene one.
He was radiating reserved elegance as he bowed his head lightly in greeting when he spotted the leader of his newly founded fan club and halted his steps to allow her to approach him.
“Genesis! What a pleasure to meet you again! Angeal.” she said in greeting while also bowing her head to the two men respectively.
“It’s nice to see you again, Xion.” Genesis replied warmly and to his surprise he saw a light pink blush form and spread out on Xion’s cheeks. “So you do remember me!” The woman replied smiling coquettishly and Genesis was even more surprised. Of course he remembered her -though it had been a couple of years he’d have to check himself for Alzheimer’s disease if he’d forgotten her, as she had been in almost every early childhood memory he had.
Both descendants of the wealthiest families of Banora they had grown up in the same social circle. The Kethers were of the very few people the Rhapsodos deigned to associate with and despite that Genesis’ and Xion’s ages were somewhat apart, with Xion being four years older, the lack of other children of their status had forced them to spend countless evenings of mind-numbing feasts and banquets together. Xion’s presence always meant that he could retreat into his chambers and peacefully devour his books under the pretense of ‘playing’ together. During that time they were never really interested into each other and reading in silence was the only thing he remembered them ever doing. Later on, when Xion left their village for boarding school, Genesis only noted her painful absence when he was forced to partake in all those dull social events his parents hosted until he himself went to Midgar to approach his SOLDIER career.
His mother had recently informed him that she had asked Xion to form the ‘Red leather’ Club - and although Genesis himself found the idea somewhat strange at first, his parents had insisted that Sephiroth couldn’t be the only one to have his personal fan-club. Naturally that had been enough to convince him.
“Of course. How could I ever forget you?” Genesis said melodically, voice full of charm and returned the smile.
Xion had become an impressive beauty over the years. She was as tall as Genesis himself and her long dark-brown hair descended down her back in a glossy ponytail. She was wearing a crimson leather jacket that probably marked her as the fan-club’s president, to skin-tight jeans and high heels which accented her slim but curvy build. She had an impressive body indeed, but that was not what had drawn Genesis attention. The little beauty-mark right under her finely shaped left brow, accenting her cat-like green eyes was the particular detail which made him think. Not remembering it from before, he accessed her under a new light. They were both adults now, she was very pretty, well-bred and from a decent family and more important than anything else: familiar enough. She could be the key for solving his Angeal-problem.
Suddenly remembering his best friend he turned to him and said: “Angeal, I’m sure you remember Xion Kether. She is the president of ‘Red leather’ now.”
“Thank you for your hard work.” Angeal said politely. Her smile grew even more blinding and she turned to Genesis again and said: “Rumor has it that you always come here on your day off and I was secretly hoping that I would meet you today. Even though our official first meeting is scheduled for later next week I just couldn’t pass on the chance to discuss the play with you. You always had such original and interesting interpretations for the ancient tales! I’ve heard that you even inspired the director to change his approach on it.”
“You already seem to be well informed.” Genesis said with satisfaction. With an ambitious leader like that his fan-club would outshine Sephiroth’s in no time. “So why not watch the play together? I have reserved the middle balcony, so we’ll be able to discuss it right there in relative privacy as the play unfolds. I am always up for a good discussion about Loveless. Angeal here is not really a fan. He just came along to humor me. He was just telling me that he’d rather stayed home tonight to cultivate his culinary skills.” Turning to his friend he added: “I won’t be disappointed if you decided to return home now. You don’t have to stay, honestly!”
Angeal seemed for a second to be considering it but then smiled at both of them and replied: “No, it’s ok. I can’t miss out on the chance to get to know Xion better. Let’s go!”
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Xion was thrilled. Meeting Genesis again had turned out beyond her expectations. He had grown up to be a beautiful and confident man with exceptional conversational skills -and surprisingly enough he also had become smoking hot. Only few things were left that reminded her of the withdrawn, little boy she used to know in her hometown, like his hair color and the elegance he was emanating with every one of his movements and while those particular features combined had seemed eerily strange on a child, on the man they now appeared very alluring.
At first she had been fairly surprised and irritated when Mrs. Rhapsodos had called her a month ago, with the request for her to help establishing and organizing Genesis’ fan club. Spontaneously she had almost asked her who she imagined would bother to join a fan club for a little, spoiled-rotten boy, but saved herself in the last second politely inquiring instead: “Why did you think of me, Mrs. Rhapsodos?” Genesis’ dragon of a mother didn’t lose any time in berating her that other than living a carefree and frolicsome live under the pretense of studying at Midgar-University she had imagined for Xion to be doing something more important with her life. Xion had rolled her eyes at that but didn’t rebuff, because Mrs. Rhapsodos’ words had sounded suspiciously similar to what her own mother always said. She would bet her most expensive pair of shoes that their mothers were probably hand in glove in this.
Since Genesis had moved to Midgar Mrs. Kether had been mentioning every now and then that Xion should go visit him at SOLDIER, but when Genesis finally became General the suggestions/nagging had become an all-too-expected constant part in every single one of their talks.
Xion had ignored her with ease as she had lots of other more interesting things to do like partying and permanently searching for thrills, so needless to say that she didn’t really feel an urge to renew her acquaintanceship with the arrogant little redheaded boy, even if said boy was a notable military leader now.
The call from Mrs. Rhapsodos and the suggestion that managing that stupid fan-club would grand her a monthly and remarkably high paycheck for her own personal expanses had changed her feelings. Despite all refinement and their noble lineage the Kethers never had heaps of money like the Rhapsodos owned, so it was only natural for Xion to grab the chance.
Going around and scouting for members she had at first been very dumbfounded to see how many little girls existed in Midgar that squealed and got wet panties only from mentioning Genesis’ name.
The great mystery was solved when she realized that they all knew him from their fathers’ military magazines.
After flipping through a few she realized that those seemingly irrelevant magazines with all those pictures and private info about the three Generals were not only aimed at middle-aged men addicted to politics and war but to the whole family. Posing next to an unearthly-godlike Sephiroth and a manly, testosterone-oozing Angeal, Genesis represented the mysterious pretty-faced prince. In other words: while the adventurous Sephiroth was aimed at the more mature and bored-out-of -their-skulls housewives, Angeal appealed to the matching husbands and sons posing as a the ultimate role-model to look up to and Genesis seemed left with the adolescent daughters as a target group -and Xion had to admit that it was rather fitting. With his lanky but toned physique, a rather eccentric style and the beautiful face with the subtle feminine touch he could be leading a silly boy band to Gaia-wide success had he chosen that career path.
Shin-Ra’s PR department had altogether done a good job indeed.
Xion had honestly enjoyed the two hours spent in the theater. Despite not being really much of a Loveless-fan she just couldn’t get enough of listening to Genesis. He had been nothing less than utterly charming during their engrossing discussions not only about Loveless, but about literature and philosophy as well and although she remembered how well-educated and literate he was, his tantalizing side was something she wouldn’t have expected at all.
The movement of his lovely lips revealing glimpses of perfect white teeth seemed totally captivating. His occasional deep and low chuckle registered deep in the pit of her stomach. His soft whispering into her ear while poetically explaining how he perceived Loveless’ allegories sent his breath caressing her sensitive skin. At one point near the end and during a rather important part of dialogue, when he had touched his hand to her thigh to lead her attention to the stage, she had been on the verge of exclaiming: “Screw Loveless and just fuck me!”
Now they were currently on their way out of the backstage area where they had met the director and Xion realized that for the first time in the last month that she was genuinely happy to be the president of Genesis’ fan-club.
“Ahh, the Halcyon Days -what a precious gift from the tragic goddess!” Genesis said when they were outside in the for February uncharacteristically warm and mellow night-breeze. “Stop talking about Loveless already. It was enough for one day.” Angeal commented only to see Genesis and Xion simultaneously burst out in laughter. “Genesis is referring to a tragic myth which accounts for a period of exceptionally good weather in the heart of winter.” Xion explained noting the slight blush that formed on Angeal’s cheeks. For the life of her she just couldn’t figure out what it was that connected the two SOLDIERS. She had met Angeal only a couple of times before and she remembered thinking that on top of poor and uneducated he had been mindblowingly boring as well. A middle-aged peasant in the body of a child. Why would someone with Genesis’ background and personality have someone as Angeal as his best friend? She also remembered wondering why Mrs. Rhapsodos, notorious for her haughtiness tolerated this friendship, but no one ever spoke about that.
“The night is so young. How do you feel about continuing our conversation over a drink?” Genesis suggested. “There is this Cocktail-Bar around the corner I’ve always wanted to visit.”
“Oh sure! It seems that it is now my turn to be your guide.” Xion replied enthusiastically. She was the most famous party-girl in Midgar-University. Wherever something fun was going on she was right there in the center of it.
“But please excuse me for a moment, I have a call to make.” She smiled apologetically and distanced herself for privacy from the two men. She had to cancel the late-night date with that guy she had met at a bar on the evening before. Outgoing and free like Xion herself, he had approached her and they had been flirting like crazy in a matter of seconds. Sadly, their following make-out session had to be aborted due to a pressing phone-call, apparently from his supervisor, so they had agreed to postpone it to Saturday-night. Xion had been really looking forward to it as the guy had been unbelievably sexy, but she was a girl which knew what was best for her. Besides she could always meet that other guy on any given other day.
“Baby..” she said huskily into the phone when the connection had been established. “..I am soosoo sorrry, but I can’t make it today… Yes, I feel like shit and the doc said that it might be contagious -wouldn’t want you to get sick as well… Yeah, I was looking forward to that too… Yeah, I’ll definitely make it up to you.. I’ll call you.. Bye!”
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