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The Tempest Corps	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male > Cloud/Sephiroth Views: 3169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or Kingdom Hearts. All Characters, Items, and Locations in this fanfiction belong to Square Enix, I do not own nor do i profit off of anything in this story

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A/N: the reason this is being updated quicker is because I don't want to lose the groundwork i've imagined for it. Mind you it will fall off to a much more stretched out updating time once I got the ground work laid. Im glad to see a few of you enjoyed the first chapter and are liking the concept. Enjoy and review.

Tempest Corps
Episode 2: Master and Commander

"Again!"
"Initiating Combat Mode."
Cloud used the droid's face as leverage and propelled herself over it, her blades swirling gracefully around her creating a chorus of singing steel. She flicked her wrist sending a blade into another droids face while snatching two of the blades from the gambit and cleanly sliced the surrounding enemies. She spun, the blades spreading out around her and decapitating multiple enemies. The blades sung sweetly as they returned to position behind her as she cut through the final enemies. She landed on her feet and released the swords she was holding. They floated and returned to the sheath against her back, locking into place. She took a deep breath and shouted.
"Time!"
"8.5 seconds. 1.3 second improvement. Well done 2nd Lt. Strife."
Cloud pouted woefully. "Still not good enough. Aqua's best time on this test is 5 and half."
"Perhaps you are trying too hard," a lighthearted voice called from the doorway. "Though from what I see, I'm quite impressed."
Cloud paled as she turned and went to attention immediately. "Commander Hewley, Sir."
"At ease, Lieutenant," Angeal said with chuckle. "I'm off duty. What are you doing so early in the morning? In the 1st Class training room no doubt."
She lowered her gaze, upset about being caught. "I'm sorry, sir. Me and the other Tempest Corps kinda sneak in here to get extra training."
"What about the 2nd Class deck?" Angeal asked curiously. "Are the tests not functioning properly?"
Cloud arched her brow. "No, sir. The 2nd Class decks have proven to be…only moderately challenging at best. We've memorized them by heart by now and the brass won't authorize higher training for us."
Angeal hummed in thought. "I'll see what I can do about that."
"No, sir, wait…you…You don't have to do that?"
"Why not?"
Cloud bit her lip trying to decide how to tell Angeal that the SOILDER program was full of shit when it came to the Tempest Corps without sounding like a total dick. "Um…fuck it, permission to speak freely, sir?"
"You may," Angeal chuckled.
"Well sir, I dunno if you've noticed but the brass doesn't take our Corps seriously. We're here to be political correct. Whether we succeed and excel isn't their concern. To be blunt they couldn't give any less fucks about the female SOLDIERs because there isn't a unit of measurement small enough for it. We're just here to look pretty, sir. Any type of special treatment will make our lives and jobs harder."
Angeal frowned at this. "I won't stand for that. Every SOLDIER deserves the right to excel."
"Sir?"
"If there's anyone the brass listen to it's the director. If it's anyone the director listens to, its Sephiroth and Sephiroth will listen to his best friend. Come with me."
"Sir, really this isn't necessary," Cloud begged. She didn't want to meet Sephiroth like this, not on a complaint. She didn't want to seem like a whiny woman who couldn't deal with the standards put to her. On top of that, Aqua and Lightning would kill her if they go the short end of this.
"That's an order Lieutenant."
Cloud sighed and followed reluctantly. "Yes, sir."
It was way too early for this.
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Sephiroth sat slightly slouched in his chair as he scrolled through the images on the screen. His elbow was propped on the arm of the chair so that he could rest his head on his fist. He was off duty today and had taken the liberty to don regular clothing instead of his usual attire. He'd worn the SOLDIER uniform sweater with a pair of gun metal black cargo pants and combat boots. While it wasn't as casual as it could've been, it still left him prepared for trouble. He'd pulled his hair back into a ponytail since he planned to go jogging after he satisfied his curiosity and meet up with Zack later after the brunette missions. Zack had been a bit of trouble for him since the end of the war in Wutai. The war had made him a first class and had brought him to the place in his career that he had dreamed off, but what the papers didn't tell you was how horrible it truly was. Sephiroth had destroyed whole villages of women of children who were faithfully hiding their insurgent husbands. Zack had been forced to watch kids that he'd played with on his off time scream and burn in materia cannon shots simply because they were welcoming to the ShinRa troops. He'd had a hard time with guilt, hard time sleeping and therefore Sephiroth had a hard time living with him. Sephiroth wasn't the best at caring for anyone. He was a Warrior, he only knew protecting and killing. The fact that he'd maintained an eight year relationship with Zack had been a miracle in itself. He loved Zack…or loved him as much as he had the capacity to. Which was why he was satisfying a burning curiosity.
He narrowed his eyes at the screen in scrutiny as he stared at the capture of two beautiful crystalline blue eyes. Claudette Strife was an exceptional looking woman and had shown great skill as a SOLDIER so far, or so he'd heard. He never dabbled into the Tempest program because he didn't believe in the practice. It only came up when accusations against ShinRa's old fashion sexist nature became an ongoing topic in the news as they turned down women left at right who would request to be considered for SOLDIER training. They often would be placed in infantry and forgotten about, never once having the opportunity to be warriors. Professor Hojo offered a solution by wanting to experiment with the Mako on females, claiming they had a higher tolerance and a greater percent chance for their cells to sync with the J-cells used in all SOLDIERs. It sounded like an excuse for Hojo to toy with people's lives but Sephiroth had learned not to care. He was content as long as Hojo kept his hands off Zack. Somehow this turned into a great media opportunity and for the past five years he'd been forced to watch the three girls get tortured, humiliated, and put under public scrutiny as they were forced to grow up in the public eye. They were the first of a supposed generation of gender integration and Sephiroth had watched them grow into women and cold hardened fighters.
He scrolled the images of a young 15 year old Claudette when she'd first signed up for the military with that small half smile for the cameras. He watched as the pictures showed her progression in age and admittedly she grew beautiful under the watchful eye of her comrades and Zack's leadership. This had been Zack's first task as a commanding officer in SOLDIER and even he had to commend the results. However, Zack had grown a little more interested in Claudette whom he for some reason called Cloud. He supposed it was just a strange abbreviation. He'd given the brunette permission to pursue her. Sephiroth was a jealous lover but he felt superior to the fairer sex and had no reason to feel any type of aggression towards Claudette when Zack first came back obsessing over her behind. Sephiroth had never been close enough to observe the female SOLDIER in depth so he was not sure of her physical attributes. It didn't help that she wore the standard uniforms and the like whenever he saw her which was rarely. Whatever goddess body Zack preached about was hidden under those clothing. Sephiroth had allowed the affair and Claudette didn't know that Sephiroth knew of their little trysts. Of course he didn't know what went on between them. He assumed it was just Zack's need to dominate showing through since he was on bottom majority of the time. But then Zack came home with something new. When he'd laid Zack out after he'd come home from Claudette he found small slivers of welts on the brunettes back, freshly healed and sensitive. They made Zack moan the loudest when he'd touched them. He noticed the new scars that would disappear after a day or two suggesting materia healing. He noticed the tension had disappeared from Zack during their love making and it was almost as if Zack was the same as he had been before Wutai. He always noticed the dopey smile when he'd come back home after a night with Claudette and how he was no longer flinch under Sephiroth's touches on the bad night. He wasn't a jealous of a woman. No, he was jealous that this weaker person had been able to do for Zack what he could not. She had been able to treat his PTSD and Zack was getting better progressively.
Sephiroth had wanted to ask what he and Claudette would do when he was there. Was it just sex? Was it some sort of therapy? The curiosity had burned Sephiroth to the point of senseless anger but Zack had said one rule he couldn't break was talking about what he and the blonde did together. It was Claudette's stipulation that Zack never breathe a word to anyone the things that transpired between them for reason of her reputation in SOLDIER and for her own personal safety. Zack was always true to his word and not even Sephiroth could make him break that. Sephiroth respected it but he didn't like it. He shouldn't have complained with Zack's returning to a positive individual the only sideeffect of the affairs and Zack would swear up and down that he hadn't, in his words, "Fucked her." It didn't make sense. What else was there to do with Claudette if it wasn't intercourse? What could a woman do that was worth so much to Zack if not that? Sephiroth stared at the image of a now grown Claudette Strife and swore he would find out. He wanted to know to satisfy his curiosity and quell the jealousy that had been growing steadily lately.
A tapping brought Sephiroth off the train of thought. "Who is it?"
"It's Angeal."
Sephiroth's brow furrowed. "Come in."
Angeal walked in wearing his commander persona and Sephiroth was confused for a moment until he saw that Angeal was accompanied by someone. His eyes narrowed when he came face to face with the object of his recent wondering. Claudette Strife stood there firm and at attention in her modified SOLDIER uniform. Her eyes were not as warm as they were in her photos. They were icy and guarded showing none of the fear and helpless admiration that most did when they met the General for the first time. Her blond feathery hair was a mess of surprisingly controlled spikes with a single lock behind her ear that trailed down to her ample bosom. Seeing her in the form fitting ribbed sweater and skin tight soft leather pants was disarming. He did not expect her to be so shapely considering the general consensus was that she was very masculine for a female. Claudette breasts were not excessively large, but perfectly blossomed for her torso, but her waistline was what drew her attention. She was shaped averagely if you followed the line of her waist until it deeply curved inward then out to encompass very nice hips and hinting towards sufficient behind. Her SOLDIER belt, which was made smaller for the females, was hooked tightly around her stomach and fit the dip of her waist perfectly. The small show of skin at the top of her thighs where her pants split off into shorts and chaps connected by buckles was strangely attractive even though it was the barest amount of skin. Sephiroth had to admit he was taken aback by the cherub face and exceptional body of the lieutenant.
Having assessed her appearance in a mere five seconds, he cut his eyes to Angeal in question. "May I ask what's going? If it's a sexual harassment issue you should bother someone else."
Instead of a knee-jerk reaction as he expected, Claudette's finely arched brow rose and Sephiroth saw a condescending stare on her face. She said nothing. Angeal shook his head.
"No, this is about the training condition for the Tempest Corps. It's come to my attention that they have excelled past the 2nd Class training simulators and no one has put effort into reprogramming the difficulty levels for them or giving them access to more challenging programs afforded to the other SOLDIERs. Frankly, the 2nd Class curriculum is far too easy for them and has inhibited progress. You know how I feel about our SOLDIERs not being allowed to do their best."
Sephiroth openly rolled his eyes. "Lieutenant why have you not taken this up with Captain Farron? She is your commanding officer not me."
Claudette tilted her head to the side as if she was gazing him and Sephiroth caught a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Forgive me General, sir; I had no intention of bothering any of the higher-ups about any of our lowly female issues. However, since Commander Hewley insisted that we be given equal treatment, I'm here right now instead of Captain Farron who has already proven ineffective in gaining better conditions. In light of that, the issue has been put to paperwork and brought through the proper channels but…I suppose you wouldn't know where those complaints were, General?"
"I have no time to deal with every complaint SOLDIERs have. I am not your human resource liaison."
"Of course you aren't, sir. However, you are a general and as high up on the ladder I could go. So indulge me. We have exceeded all expectation in our duty, we are constantly at the forefront of missions trying to earn our way to 1st Class so that we can attain the freedom to better do our jobs as SOLDIER. With that in mind have we not become a valuable asset to the ShinRa SOLDIER program?
"On paper yes."
"And when leading men into battle have we not only had the highest success right, but the lowest causality statistics in the program…lower than even yours, sir?"
Sephiroth felt a twinge of anger but he did not allow it to show. "And your point."
"The point being we have done everything required of us and more to be treated equally and be given consideration when decisions are handed down. If it takes more, then I don't think I and the other Tempest Corps will feel the need to perform as well we have anymore. At this point you are simply using us and I refuse to be a poster child for something that none of you believe in. I'm not a political agenda. I'm not a celebrity figure. I am a SOLDIER, General Sephiroth. I've led, defended, and killed to get that that title and I deserve to be respected and considered. And to put it bluntly, if you feel that this isn't your problem then maybe you are unfit to be the General of this army."
"Lieutenant Strife!" Angeal exclaimed. "That's enough; you were not given permission to speak freely and certainly not to disrespect the General. Apologize."
Claudette opened her mouth in what Sephiroth knew wasn't going to be an earnest retraction, but he held up his hand.
"Angeal, thank you for bringing this to my attention," he said silencing Claudette's response. "Leave me and the Lieutenant to speak for a moment. I'd like to address her concerns."
Angeal hesitated, but shook his head and left the room.
Cloud's heart was beating out of his chest with every scathing word he spoke. It did not show on his face but he was absolutely terrified and kept screaming at his mouth to stop moving, but he couldn't. Being given the brush off and blatant disrespect from someone whom he admired as a hero pinched his nerves and he couldn't control himself. He was so pissed off at him and it had caused his mouth to run away with him. Now as he stood alone under the scrutiny of the General and he'd never felt so naked in his life. It didn't help that having him this close, only a few feet away did something terrible to him. General Sephiroth was a beautiful man and he was breathing in nothing but his scent in that office. It made his blood race and he wanted nothing more than to escape as his libido was suddenly interested in his current situation. This was not the time or place, yet the more the General stared at him, the more uncertain and vulnerable he became. While he was satisfied to have attracted the man's anger, he was terrified by the very presence the man had. That powerful air made the air hard to breath in and the fact that being as fearless as he was this man exciting his flight or fight response was…intoxicating. He held his hands in tight fists trying to calm his pulse so that he could focus.
"So tell me Lieutenant, what gave you to audacity to speak to me that way and not believe you would warrant punishment?"
"I thought no such thing. I don't call it audacity, I call it knowing what's fair and not letting you tell me otherwise."
Sephiroth could smell her fear from where he sat. Years of mako treatment had enhanced his senses to animalistic proportions. He could see ever so subtle thud in her skin tight sweater telling him her heart rate was above average. But what surprised him was the dilating of her pupils and the underlying arousal. She didn't know he could judge all this from her scent and her posture and it made him smirk. She was still trying to stand up to him, but he could hear the small cracks in her voice betraying her. This easily frightened thing was who Zack would go to for peace of mind and he wanted nothing more to be assured that she was nothing special by making her break in front of him. Sephiroth was a strategist and quelling a woman was no impressive feat but he knew this would be a pleasure to him.
"Claudette-"
"Lieutenant Strife."
"Excuse you?"
Cloud took a deep calming breath. He certainly didn't like him using his given name as a means to berate him. "I didn't give you permission to call me Claudette. I don't know you so I am still Lieutenant Strife."
"I'll call you whatever I please, Claudette."
Cloud's hand twitched, finding it more difficult than usual to overlook the fact that he was female.
Sephiroth stood up and came around from his desk, forcing her to look up at him. Claudette remained at attention but did not waiver in their eye contact even as Sephiroth stood before her with his arms crossed. She remained silent.
"Do you understand why I do not respect you or your comrades, Claudette?"
Cloud's hand twitched again and he didn't give him an answer.
Sephiroth walked forward so that he was uncomfortably in her space. It was only then that Claudette backed away but he walked her backwards until she hit the wall. He trapped her with both arms on either side while remaining enough distance to not touch her intentionally but with the quickening of her pulse her breasts brushed against his chest in frantic breathing. She tried to hide it by breathing through her nose but he could hear the elevation and the scent of both her fear and anxiety. Her pupils dilated a bit wider as she looked at him, her expression furious.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, sir?" Cloud spat, his…her voice unusually high.
"You're a woman, Claudette," Sephiroth said leaning so that they were a hairs breath away from each other. "You're weak, malleable, and no matter what rank you achieve you will still be a woman. You are irrational, letting emotion rule you even when you're trying to achieve something as simple as better treatment for you and your comrades."
Cloud was about to retort when the general pressed the whole of his body against her, pushing her against the wall. A small gasp left her lips as the hardness and heat of Sephiroth's body trapped her and the very scent of him was suffocating her. One of his hands slipped down and gripped her ass, keeping her lower half pressed firmly against his. She closed her eyes to steel herself but when she opened her eyes he was staring directly at her and she could do nothing to hold back the blush on her cheeks. Her lips slightly parted in a struggle to control her breath as the general continued.
"Your pupils dilated, elevated pulse, I can even feel your breasts firming and swelling against my chest and smell you getting wet right now," Sephiroth said in a deepened voice that mentally disarmed her. He pulled her leg up so that it was against his hip and he pressed partially between her legs, satisfied when she bit her lip to hold back any sounds. He leaned closer so that he was just shy of kissing her and Cloud sucked in a sharp breath. "If I kissed you right now, you would let me." He brushed his mouth against hers. "If I tore your clothes off and fucked you against this wall, you would let me." He ground her pelvis against him earning a weak moan. "You'd let me do whatever I wanted to you and you would want it." Cloud dug her nails into her palm so hard that they began to bleed. She hated herself right now. Hated how she was trembling beneath the forced contact, hated that in this moment she could do nothing about her femininity with this man. He had caught her off guard and there was nothing she could do in this situation. Sephiroth chuckled and pressed a kiss against her mouth driving the point home when she didn't resist and she willingly opened her mouth at his forceful prodding. A strained moan vibrated from her throat when he squeezed her thigh. After a short moment he pulled away and whispered in her ear. "That's why I don't respect you. Now get out of my office."
Cloud was abruptly released and suddenly she could breathe again. She licked her lips, his taste still on her tongue. She watched him return to her desk and realized that he'd just insultingly dismissed her. She bit her lip and opened the door, leaving as quickly as she could. She shoved past Angeal who looked after her in surprised confusion. He went into Sephiroth's office finding him sitting comfortably where he'd left her.
"What the hell happened?"
"I put her in her place," Sephiroth said simply. "Though she was right, they need more challenging things to do. If they have the spare time to become so arrogant, then I'm not doing my job."
Angeal shrugged. "Well at least you will be doing something about it. Though, try not to antagonize them, Sephiroth. They're a lot stronger than you think they are."
Sephiroth chuckled. "I highly doubt that."
He couldn't explain why he'd done that to Claudette, but some how it felt necessary. He needed to prove to himself that she wasn't what Zack needed. He needed to prove that she was just a distraction and he felt justified and successful in doing so.
Cloud had found an empty sitting area and collapsed onto one of the couches. She buried her face into her hands feeling absolutely livid. The anger burned so bad that tears spilled from her eyes and she hiccuped in both humiliation and frustration. She couldn't even fathom what had just happened. No, she could but she didn't want to admit it. She didn't want to admit that Sephiroth had that count of power over her, over anyone. She was just so fucking pissed off that she didn't know what to do. General fucking Sephiroth had mind fucked her, he'd power played her and he'd won. She fucking hated him.
"AH!" She punched the couch putting a hole in it. Panting, she fought for composure. That was fine. He won a small victory over her but he had else lit a powder keg. Cloud had been doing this all her life, she'd maintained the delicate balance between her baser female body and her primal urges as a man all these years and had even been able to put that manipulation over partners in scenes. Sephiroth had no fucking idea what he'd done when he chose to belittle her.
Cloud stood up and began walk towards the exit, plans and possibilities filtering through his mind as his composure fell into place again. "You want war, general, you've found it."
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A/N: these chapters are going to be relatively short because they do not require as much complexity as Walking Out on Destiny and the character focus is much more limited. I hope you enjoyed how much of a dick Sephiroth is in this. Remember this is him with nothing changed about his past as it is in WOD and imagine that being presented with a woman doesn't warrant a lot of respect from him. Though now he's in for it because he has no idea who Cloud is inside and Cloud's going to make a point to make him pay for it. AH I enjoy stretching my psychology and smut muscles at the same time. Hope you enjoyed, if you did let me know and review. I love it when people give that good old fashion feedback, even if it is to help with the nosebleeds.
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