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The Pursuit of Pleasure
Stage Four: Resolution
�Ooh,� Tifa hiked her laden basket up. �There�s that vanilla
cinnamon lotion I�ve been looking for. I couldn�t find it in Midgar for the life of me!� She popped the bottle into the
basket.
Yuffie
held up a jar of apricot scrub. �Is this stuff any good?�
Aeris took a look
around, a little disappointed. �If only this place sold flavored lube. Then my
shopping would be complete.� The other two women stared at her.
Yuffie
blinked. �That stuff comes in flavors?�
Tifa
giggled and put her arm around the teenager. �You have much to learn,
grasshopper.� She then proceeded to enlighten Yuffie
about the wide range of flavors, colors, scents and novelty features available
in the world of adult toys and accessories.
Aeris drifted over
to the front of the store when the lecture ran overlong. There was a crowd
gathering at the newsstand outside. She squinted at the newspaper everyone
seemed eager to get. Her basket fell when she saw the headline. Somehow,
someone had tossed the General (and his mighty soldier) in the slammer.
Tifa
and Yuffie looked around. �Something
the matter, Aer?� Tifa
asked.
Aeris turned around,
livid. �That bastard Sephiroth went and got himself arrested last night!�
Tifa
huffed. �That explains a few things.�
Yuffie
was a bit confused. �Sephiroth getting arrested is a bad thing?�
Aeris straightened
up. If Sephiroth had gotten himself carted off to the lockup, then maybe he had
not abandoned her out of spite. In fact, if there was someway to get him out,
there might be some chance they could still do the grown-up hokey pokey
together. She stormed out of the store with one thing on her mind.
Yes, that thing.
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Barret
slammed his fist against the door. �Spike! Open up,
you little blond dumbass! There�s some serious shit
going down!�
There was no answer.
Cid lit himself another cigarette. �Maybe he went out.�
�Goddammit!� Barret backed
off from the door. Vincent leaned in a little, then
stepped back in alarm.
�He�s still in
there,� he murmured. �We should not�intrude on him.�
Cid looked
interested. �Is Blondie getting dirty in there?� Vincent backed up until he hit
the far wall.
�Just wait for him
to open the door himself. That�s all I�m saying.�
There was some loud
stomping on the stairs. The men turned to see the girls rushing towards them.
�Where�s Cloud?�
Aeris demanded.
�Whoa, easy, little
lady,� Cid stopped her with a little shove to the shoulder. �You heard about
Sephiroth?�
�What about
Sephiroth?� Red asked slinking his way up the stairs and around the corner. He
was licking his whiskers in a most satisfied manner. Anyone would have said the
cat had gotten some cream.
Yuffie
leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. �He�s in jail.�
�Really,
now?� Red sat down. �Does Cloud know?�
Barret
waved his arm at the door. �We�re trying to tell him but he won�t open up.
We�re about to bust the door down.�
Red swiveled his
ears towards the door. His one eye widened in alarm and he shrunk back to join
Vincent in quaking against the wall. �Don�t go in yet. Just trust me on this.�
With two members of
the group advocating the patience of angels, they waited and waited and waited
a little while more. Cid flicked the ashes off his third cigarette. Okay, so it
had not really been that much of a wait. Cid was just a really fast smoker.
�Been a hell of a wait,� he grumbled. �Isn�t Cloud done doing�whatever the hell
he�s doing in there yet?�
�No,� Red and
Vincent squeaked together and huddled down on the floor.
�Oh please,� Tifa approached the door, certain
that there was no way Cloud could have that kind of stamina. �I�ve had enough
of this waiting. I�m going in!�
Before anyone could
stop her, she took aim and kicked the door in. Cloud shrieked inside. �What are
you doing, woman? You don�t bust in on a man�s private time!�
�Oh, come off it,
Cloud.� She strode in with no care at all for his feelings on the matter. �It�s
nothing I didn�t see that time in Nibelheim when you
fell off the roof and your pants got snagged on the guttering on the way down.�
Everyone else
entered more cautiously. Everyone but Red and Vincent anyway.
They both sat on the floor outside and the former Turk kept making the sign of
the cross and whispering something about abomination.
Barret
nearly tripped on something that was trying to sneak out the doorway as he
entered. �What the�Cait Sith, what the hell you doing here?�
�Um,� Cloud mumbled,
�He was um, uh, he was helping me�polish my sword.� He
gestured wildly over to large gleaming sword in the corner in an attempt to
distract everyone while he plopped a pillow over his lap. No one was fooled. Cait Sith grinned sheepishly at the crowd and squeaked a little
as he tried to hide his megaphone behind his back.
Cid choked on his
cigarette. Barret turned to Cloud. �Boy, I know the mako done messed your brain, but that is beyond sick!�
�Never mind that,�
Aeris strode forward. �All SOLDIERS are deviants in one way or another. Take my
word on it. We have more important business.�
�Straight up,� Tifa joined her. �Cloud, Sephiroth was arrested yesterday.
He�s in the slammer right here in this town.�
Cloud blinked. �He
is?� He blinked some more. �Well, good. One less thing for us to worry about.�
This did not suit
Aeris� libido at all. Fortunately, Cloud was notoriously susceptible to
suggestion. �Cloud,� she began, �jail can�t hold him. When he gets himself
together he�s just going to torch the place.� She approached the bed slowly
with a look of schooled concern and innocent shock on her face. �It�ll be Nibelheim all over again, Cloud.�
�It will?� Cloud
asked.
�Yes, Cloud,� Aeris
knelt carefully near him. �You�re the only one who can stop him.� She leaned in
closer so nobody else could hear. �You�re the only one with the right to stop
him.�
Cloud sat up
straight in the bed. �You�re right!� he declared. �I have to break him out!�
Aeris had other
ideas. �Don�t cause a scene, Cloud. There�s enough trouble with the arrest on
the front pages already. Shinra might already be on its way.�
Cloud nodded. �Then
we have to get him out of that jail as quickly and painlessly as possible to
avoid a disaster. Get me a phone! We need a good lawyer!� He tossed the sheets
aside and sprung from the bed.
Everyone shrieked
and turned away. Barret yelled, �Boy, what you need
is some pants!�
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In the meantime,
Sephiroth was languishing in the lockup with his head still on Lucille�s lap.
He had a very bad headache and just did not feel up to conjuring a fireball to
end all fireballs just yet. The steadily approaching footsteps in front of the
cell did nothing to improve matters. The cell gate creaked and clanged, but
Sephiroth did not look up.
�Rise and shine,
handsome,� Officer Bransen called out. �You�re free
to go.� Sephiroth did not move so Bransen called out
again. �Hey, Tall, Pale and Beautiful, you�re getting out of here. Looks like
somebody yanked all the right chains just for you.�
Lucille nudged Sephiroth�s shoulder. �He�s talking to you, little
jailbird.� Sephiroth sat up slowly. There were two elderly men in suits behind
Officer Bransen.
�What happened?�
Sephiroth asked.
One of the men
entered and held a small business card forward. �Sir, we�re with the law office
of Wankett and Spuje. A Mr. Cloud Strife came to us on your behalf and well, let�s
just say arrangements have been made. We�ll see to settling the matter. You�re
free to go.�
Sephiroth stood with
a frown. �I didn�t know Cloud had enough money on him for fancy lawyers.�
The other man
fidgeted. �Well, no, we�ve made agreement of another kind. We help you in
exchange for some�valuable services.� Sephiroth decided the less he knew, the better. He waved to a grinning Lucille and walked
out of the cell.
Officer Bransen ushered him past the hooting ruffians in the other
cells. �Exit is this way.�
Sephiroth stopped.
�I had a sword when I came in.� Bransen nodded.
�Right, right,
sorry.� He led Sephiroth to the back room and shut the door quietly behind
them. �Take a look around. I know it was dragged in at some point and all
belongings are held in here.�
Sephiroth had always
been able to see very well in the dark so he did not really notice just how dim
the little room was. He looked high and low for the Masamune
and nearly tripped over the handle. Apparently it had been too heavy for anyone
to lift, so it had just been shoved as far under the shelves as it would go.
�Damn,� Sephiroth mumbled and got down on his knees to yank the thing out. Bransen stood behind him, enjoying the view.
Having retrieved his
weapon, Sephiroth stood up and turned around to find Bransen
a little too close for comfort. He jumped back and rattled the shelves. �What
the hell do you think you�re doing?�
Bransen
closed in a few inches. �Saying my goodbyes.�
Just then the door
swung open and bright light flooded the room. Officer Smythe
stood there with Lucille right behind her. Bransen
stepped back, frowning.
�Guess what, little
jailbird,� Lucille grinned. �My gang got me out too. Come on, I�ll give you a
ride out of town.� Sephiroth was only too happy to accept.
He looked at the business
card the lawyer had given him while Lucille got his things. He had thought it
was a card for the firm, but instead it was for a certain Gilded Lily
Motel on the edge of
town. Someone had scribbled a tiny letter �A� in the corner. Sephiroth did not
even dare to hope.
�Let�s get movin�, jailbird,� Lucille said. They walked out to the
impound lot. �My Jessica should be around somewhere.� Sephiroth squinted in the
daylight and looked out for a biker chick but there was no one around at all.
Lucille spotted something and ran ahead. �There she is!� Sephiroth could only
follow.
There in front of
them, was the biggest, heaviest, most tricked-out hot pink motorcycle Sephiroth
had ever seen. �That�s Jessica?� he squeaked, not meaning to offend.
�Ain�t
she just beautiful?� Lucille was glowing with pride. Sephiroth only nodded.
Lucille hopped on and tossed Sephiroth the spare helmet. �Hop on, buddy, and
tell me where you wanna go!�
They rode off down
the side streets with Sephiroth�s hair flying like a
silver flag behind them. They went by so fast they did not notice the two old
women who were making their way back to the precinct with a fresh pie in hand.
�Oh dear,� Irene
said. �I think that was our boy. Looks like he got out
without us.�
�Great,� Ethel
grumbled. �And I was really looking forward to a hot beef injection.�
Irene shrugged.
�Well, since we�re already on our way to the police, how about we pay a visit
to that nice young Bransen boy? He might be willing
to trade some hot buns for the pie.�
Ethel shook her
head. �I don�t know, Irene. I get the feeling that boy�s not much of a cat
lover.�
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On a half-dead hope,
Sephiroth had Lucille drop him off at the motel. He wandered into the lobby,
tired, depressed and thoroughly worn out.
�I�m glad you made
it,� Aeris said quietly. �You had quite an adventure.�
Sephiroth sighed. �If you want to call it that.�
�I read about it in
the paper,� Aeris said. Sephiroth did not answer. Aeris did not like his mood,
but she hoped that it was only his spirit that was flagging. �I got us a room,�
she said. �Maybe we can finally complete our transaction.�
Sephiroth shrugged
but let her lead him to the small room. There was one bed, just big enough, a
small table with a microwave, a chair and a narrow door that led to the
bathroom. Sephiroth�s coat was folded neatly over the
back of the chair.
�I brought your
things,� Aeris said, reaching into her small pack. She fished out a little box
and smiled knowingly at Sephiroth. �I got the latex socks too.�
�Thanks for going
through the trouble,� the General said.
�Don�t be so grateful just yet,� Aeris
chirped. �I bought �em with your money.�
Sephiroth flopped
down on the bed. �Aeris,� he began. �I�m sorry. I know you�re looking forward
to it but it�s been a rough day. I�m just not feeling�up to it.� He fell
backwards and looked away with a melancholy sigh.
Aeris sighed. It was
to be expected, she supposed. She sat on the bed and considered her options.
She had come that close to getting a bit of the finest creamsicle
on the Planet, but now, there was nothing. Why? Because the
big, bad General was too blue to fire the cannon. Well, there was
nothing much to be done, she supposed.
�I�ve got instant
noodles, if you�re hungry,� she murmured. In a way, she had led him into the
whole mess. She could at least feed him before she tossed him into the street.
Sephiroth nodded slowly so she went over to her pack and took out a noodle cup.
She popped it into the microwave and sat silently with Sephiroth while the thing
cooked.
Sephiroth stared up
at the ceiling. He supposed he should be glad that the girl was not too mad at
him for turning her down. It was shame really. �Hey, Aeris, why did Cloud
decide to get me out of jail all of a sudden?�
Aeris shrugged. �I
talked him into it. He�s not very bright, after all.�
Sephiroth laughed a
bit. �What�s he doing now, anyway?�
�My guess is working
off your legal fees.�
�Eww,�
Sephiroth grimaced. He lay back and considered his own options. Here was a hot
young woman with a mind almost as deviant and manipulative as
his own. Their eyes met across the distance and both thought about the
possibility that this could be the one that was forever and ever.
Then the microwave
dinged.
Aeris got up to
fetch the noodles. She peeled back the lid. �Watch out. It�s hot.� She pursed
her lips and blew gently into the cup to cool its contents. Sephiroth sat up.
His eyes were glued the sight. There was something just thrilling about
watching Aeris blow his hot noodle, he thought, and Mr. Masamune
agreed with him. He reached out and grabbed Aeris� wrist.
�Sephiroth!�
�You know what,
Aeris?� Sephiroth took the cup out of her hand and set it down on the table.
�I�m not really hungry. Well, not for noodles anyway.�
�Oh?� Aeris arched
one eyebrow. �What do you want?�
�I was thinking
maybe something a little more�filling. You know, like steak and seafood.�
Aeris grinned at
him.
The door was locked.
They had a bed.
They had time.
They had protection.
Who needed forever?
They shared a wicked
look, took each other by the hand and walked over to the bed.
And finally, they
danced to the beat of the primal rhythms all night long.
The End
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