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Cell Division	By : Savaial Category: Final Fantasy VII > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. It belongs to SquareEnix. I do not make any money from these writings, nor do I wish to. The original creators have all my respect, from game designers to voice actors.

Chapter List
- 1-Cell Division
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- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
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- 18-18
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- 24-24
- 25-25
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I respectfully credit all Original Creators, namely Squaresoft, which became SquareEnix,for these characters. In this way, I pay homage to my Fandom's Original Creator, and illustrate my Community's belief that Fan Fiction is "fair use". I do not claim to own these characters. I do not make money or gil from using these protected characters, nor do I wish to make money or gil from them. In other words, I am borrowing these characters to entertain the adult fanfiction community, but I am doing so with the highest degree of respect to the engineers, game designers, music makers, and voice actors.

We lay on the bed together, not quite asleep and not quite awake. I estimated we�d lain here nearly an hour. I felt too groggy to do much thinking but not sleepy enough to fully fall under.
�This is ridiculous,� Hojo muttered. �I felt sleepy until I touched the bed.�
�Me too,� I admitted. He�d shut the door fully and we lay in darkness so complete I couldn�t see him at all.
Silence fell again.
I began to giggle.
�What�s so funny?� Hojo inquired, his tone warm with humor.
�Everything,� I confessed. �Just�everything.� I rolled to face him even though I couldn�t see. �Life is amusing, isn�t it?� Reaching out, I found his jaw and felt upward for his lips. Slowly, I traced each one, feeling the conflict of soft skin but firm structure. �I find I�m amused at myself these days, quite often.�
�I�m good at amusing myself,� Hojo replied before sucking my finger into his mouth.
I groaned. �I�ll bet,� I returned.
He bit me a few times, cupping my digit with his tongue before letting go. Rolling, he put himself atop me. �Bed is no place for serious introspection,� he lectured. �Bed is for sleeping, recuperating, foreplay and fornication.�
I could hear his smile.
�We aren�t sleeping or recuperating, are we?� I asked leadingly.
�I don�t think so.� He paused. �However, we have no means of birth control readily available.�
I�d forgotten he had to remove my IUD. Feeling stupid, I sighed. �Coitus Interruptus is unreliable.�
�Especially for me, since my sperm is swimming in mako,� Hojo replied, bending his head to brush his lips over my brow. �I could insert another IUD; the danger is over. I would feel safe in the procedure.�
I didn�t feel particularly nervy over the idea, and I�d preferred the effectiveness of that method, once assured my sexual partner wasn�t a walking mass of disease. �Do you keep those stocked?�
�Yes. I�m the only full-service doctor in Shin-Ra, for all the many, many employees. Not practical, is it?� He dropped and rolled, reversing our positions. �I won�t go into the reasons why, but I will say it makes me very busy.� His hands dropped down to rest on my ass. Very gently, he squeezed. �You have a beautiful posterior, my dear.�
�Thank you.�
�You�re very welcome.� Hojo ground me onto him. �Shall we put in another IUD?�
�Anxious?� I felt ready too, but I also felt like devilling him.
He squeezed me harder. �Enthusiastic is a better word. I�ve wanted my cock in you since that charming, intelligent show of surrender.� Again he pushed me down onto his swelling hardness. �If you only knew how you looked to me, Victoria, with your big, green eyes and open arms. Smart, calm capitulation; a first for me.�
�You found my yielding to you in a cell�sexy?� I barely believed it.
�No one ever just surrenders; everyone fights. I�m well known for my cruelty.� Hojo lifted one hand from my ass to softly grip the back of my neck. �You had little previous knowledge, but enough to be afraid. Yet, you stood in there with me and kept your head. I wanted to fuck you right there in that cold cell.� He pulled me down toward him slowly. �And, I�ve wanted to fuck you at least twenty times a day since that moment. When you were overwhelmed by the pheromone levels in this place, and I made you come, I almost came myself. I thought I would burst.�
His confession made me shiver. Again he shifted, lying on his side with me in his arms. A moment later he tugged me fully down to his lips and I drowned.
The man could kiss like nobody�s business. He could join flesh to soul in seconds.
He broke away after giving me a nip. �I�ll close the lab right now and put an IUD in you, Victoria, if you just say the word,� he murmured. �We can wait until tomorrow, when you�re fully recovered, to progress. In fact, I�d prefer that on a physician�s standpoint; I�m sure you remember how little sexual congress interested you after you had the last one put in.�
I thought of my ex-husband and grimaced. �That didn�t matter to David,� I muttered.
�David?� Hojo inquired softly.
�My ex.�
�Aahh,� Hojo breathed. �I�m not the only one with an estranged spouse in the past.� He got up and opened the door to give us light, coming back quickly. �I shared with you; it�s only fair you share with me,� he pointed out, sitting cross-legged beside my prone form. He seemed as limber and easy as a teenager. �As Michael would say, tell Daddy Hojo.�
That amused me, despite the gravity of the topic. I sat up to face him, struck by the way the light hit him. His profile seemed simultaneously harsh and delicate. I could see the famed beauty of his son from this angle. His wife must have boasted beautiful features as well. I felt a brief pang of envy, then let it go. He wasn�t with her anymore. I had him.
�I married David on the day I graduated from High School,� I began. �I�d dated him the last year and fallen completely into stupid, infatuated, foolish love.� I smiled, remembering how very young and na�ve I�d been. In some ways I�d been happiest as a reckless youth. �Anyway, we coasted along with only minor squabbling for two years. He was an apprentice architect and I�d taken my psychiatry courses all during my last years of school; I was able to set up my marriage counseling practice two weeks from the day I said goodbye to Greater Western Public School.�
�Your eidetic memory helped, I imagine,� Hojo murmured.
�It did, I will never deny that,� I replied. �But, I graduated High School two years early anyway, taking special CLEP tests to get out of the full course. I was seventeen when I set up my practice.�
Hojo smiled slightly. �Good girl,� he praised, and I felt the completeness of his praise. He meant every word. �But, when did the ugliness begin?�
�Two years to the date,� I confessed with a sense of grim dismissal. �On our anniversary, David presented me with a surprise. He brought me into the apartment, a blindfold over my eyes. I was so excited.� I sighed, remembering. �I thought he�d set up a romantic dinner for two, or something�sexual, something just for the two of us. Imagine my shock when he took the blindfold off and I looked at a fully constructed nursery. He wanted a baby.�
Hojo drew a breath in through his nose. �No prior discussion?�
�None,� I confirmed. �I thought I had several years before the topic of children arose. I hadn�t even considered it.� I bit my lip. Due to my excellent recall, memories often had a very painful quality. I couldn�t distance myself from the past, not ever. �My reaction�lacked. David caught on to my dismay. From that moment he began pulling away. He hounded me for a baby every morning, noon and night for a solid year. I don�t know, I think he had some sort of urge to prove he could get me with child. He certainly wasn�t the nurturing kind; I can�t imagine he would have ever changed a diaper or been involved with his child. He was too selfish.�
�The beginning of the end?� Hojo asked, tone soft and gentle.
�Oh, yes.� I closed my eyes. �He started cheating. I don�t know really, he might have been cheating on me all along and I was too busy to notice. He got his boss�s secretary pregnant. She had an abortion. I took him back after three solid months of pleading, of promises and calls and tears and declarations of reformation. Two months later I went for a drive in our town only to stumble across him having sex with some�slut in an alleyway not four blocks from my practice.�
�Crass,� Hojo commented.
�More than crass,� I said. �Try a slap in the face.�
�So, what did you do?�
�I drove home and started packing. I�d recently been to see my gynecologist and had an IUD inserted just to be safe, because I didn�t trust David not to poke holes in the condoms I�d insisted upon; I didn�t want him to entrap me with a baby.�
�Very wise of you, my dear,� Hojo said mildly.
�Wise would have been packing faster; David came home, we had a fight and he raped me.�
Hojo stiffened. �He raped you?� His voice was as still and quiet as the surface of a lake.
�Three times.� I could recall every terrified second. Years separated me from the experience and the pain, thankfully. I didn�t blame myself or transfer the occurrence to my current sexuality. It had taken many years to achieve this.
�I managed to bash him over the head with a lamp just before the fourth. I did try to press charges, but the law considered him within his rights, since we were still married. Needless to say I got my divorce quickly. Still, I didn�t move fast enough. He cleaned out my bank account the evening I escaped him.�
Hojo jumped up and began to pace. �You still continued your practice,� he said after a moment.
�Of course. What David did to me didn�t affect my practice or my desire to get ahead.� I sank back down onto the bed and looked up and the dim ceiling, feeling water well up in my eyes. �It was hard, though. I knew I wasn�t responsible for what he did to me, but I still felt�unclean. It took me another two years to bring myself to have sex with someone. Even then, I wasn�t truly comfortable with it for another five.�
Hojo stopped pacing. His head turned toward the light a moment. Shoulders tense, he turned back to me and sat on the bed once more. �Where is he now?� he asked quietly.
�I have no idea. The last I heard, he�d hooked up with some rich woman in Gongaga. He probably has all the children he can afford to ignore.�
�His name is Grey?�
�No, his last name is Roelin; I never took his name.�
Hojo nodded. �A modern woman?�
�No, I just didn�t see the need. My father disowned me for marrying him and I sort of couldn�t reconcile the issue.�
�Your father disowned you?� Hojo put his hand to his forehead and held it there a moment. �You never settled after the divorce?�
I smiled, feeling bitterness seeping into my soul. �My father�s the type who makes up his mind and sticks with it. Once I had the taint of David�s cock, I would always be tainted. I was never close to him anyway, since he drove my mother to madness and me to apathy.�
Hojo gave short, deep sigh. �My dear,� he began, but I cut him off.
�Don�t you dare,� I said, feeling my gut twist. �You wanted to know. I told you and that�s all there is to it. I don�t want pity from anyone.� I stood up and grabbed the doorframe, my head reeling and my legs like rubber. �David fucked me over and I triumphed despite him. My father turned his back on me and I proved I didn�t need him. I don�t want to put either of them back in my life, not even for sympathy.� I clenched hard, distantly surprised when my fingers sunk into the wood. �They were both a waste of energy. I�m not inclined to squander my time these days.�
In seconds Hojo stood behind me. His long, strong arms wrapped around my waist, drawing me close to his hard body. �Victoria,� he said softly. �Be calm. Do you think out of all the people you know, I am the one to press? Do you think I am the one to call upon you for answers and culpability?�
�No,� I answered, relaxing a bit. Hojo wouldn�t push. He�d take what I offered and no more. The fact relieved me. �I�m sorry,� I breathed. �It�s hard for me to speak of it, even now.� I turned in his grip, glad for the comfort and support of those strong, masculine arms. �I used to dream of revenge� I confessed. �Sometimes, I still do.�
�Very natural,� Hojo told me in a soothing voice. Gently, he clasped me to his chest. �My brave, strong little pet.�
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