Divide and Conquer | By : rocquell Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 649 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Somehow Hojo seemed too smug for his liking, especially since he seemed to be paying keen attention to him also.
He had gotten home late yesterday evening to see Zack sleeping, curled on his side with his hair a mess and looking all fuckable, but he let him be since he seemed tired. It wasn’t strange that his lover was sleeping but that he was sleeping at that time. Zack was too hyper to fall asleep before later in the night unless they had a few good rounds of back breaking sex. Top that off with the fact that he found out Cloud was missing from his classes for the day and all those little discrepancies just bugged him.
“And that concludes our budget report,” President ShinRa announced and the others all filed out of the room, all except Hojo.
“So, my boy,” Hojo started when it was just both of them in the room. “How have things been lately?”
Keeping his arms folded Sephiroth scowled. “A little late to be playing father, isn’t it professor?”
Hojo snickered before using a finger to push his glasses up on his face. “I’ll be seeing you around….son,” Hojo chuckled the last part as an afterthought before exiting.
Sephiroth growled before leaving also. He knew the best way to forget about the unforgettable scientist. Find Zack.
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Sephiroth knew Zack was training today and he had a minor headache so he decided to get some rest until he came in later. Meetings like what went on earlier always left him mentally aching, which was worse than the physical.
Pushing the door to his apartment open Sephiroth stepped inside, almost fumbling when he stepped on something. Looking down he noticed a brown paper envelope that must have been slipped under the door. Picking the item up he looked at it to notice it had one written name on the front, his. He opened the flap and saw a set of pictures, frowning at the idea that whoever it was couldn’t just hand it to him. How did they get up to his apartment anyways? He’ll have to check out the camera room a little later to see who it was.
Looking at the pictures the silver haired man’s eyes widened before a level of rage never felt before washed over him.
Sephiroth honestly had no idea what happened after he saw the first picture, but whatever it was had gotten a hold on him and was unwilling to let go, coiling around his heart like a poisonous snake and filling him with so much rage he was seeing red. He was going to kill somebody and his mind zoned in on the two in the pictures, knowing whichever one he saw first would die a horrible death.
Everything that happened next was a blur, hearing the door open and knowing it was Zack, grabbing his lover by the collar and punching him in the face, hard. Zack cried out and grabbed his face while his body hit the wall, but that only fueled his insanity because the next thing he knew he had Masamune gripped tightly in his hand before piercing Zack right through the heart, wanting to destroy it like the man destroyed his.
“S…Seph?” Zack chucked out, violet eyes wide before he looked down at the long sword pinning him to the wall. His gaze followed the length of the sword up to the man’s hand before resting on rage filled mako eyes. He was expecting to get speared by his lover this evening, just not like this.
“What did I…do?” the brunette asked, clasping both hands on the sword where it entered his body. He flinched when Sephiroth’s frown deepened, or was it because he was going into shock? Either conclusion was not good and his vision started blurring around the edges while he lost focus. What was happening?
“W…why?” Zack asked, the sound of his voice sending across clearly how much pain he was in.
“Because if I can’t have you, no one can,” Sephiroth replied icily, ignoring the part of his brain that was telling him to stop, he was hurting Zack and this was wrong. He knew with the mako enhancement Zack could stay alive with the wound for a while, but not for too long.
Zack tried to reach out a shaky hand to his lover, “But you do have me… to yourself.” There was now blood running out the corner of his mouth and his body felt numb. Breathing felt like getting a 1000 needle attack by a Cactuar. This was not good.
The temperature in the room dropped a few degrees after Zack spoke. Did his lover take him for a fool? He saw all he needed to see to know that wasn’t true. Zack wanted Cloud, Zack had been sleeping with Cloud and the pictures proved it. When he was finished with Zack he would find the little slut of a cadet and show him why touching his things was akin to touching fire, you could lose your hands and ultimately your life. There was no way he would make this easy on either of them at all.
Pulling the sword back sharply Sephiroth watched as Zack gasped before crumpling to the floor and curling in on himself with his face contorted in pain. Some part of him really wanted to go to the brunette and comfort him, but the majority of his emotions was in a destructive mood. Deciding to listen to the small part of brain that told him to walk away before he really killed him, he walked up to the hunched figure and squatted beside him. Running his hand soothingly through the black spikes he felt Zack flinch, his entire body shaking.
“I’ll be gone for exactly one hour. If you’re not out of my apartment by the time I get back I will kill you Zack,” Sephiroth said in a voice so devoid of emotions Zack couldn’t stop the tears that fell freely from his eyes. This was it? One year of happy relationship gone down the drain for reasons unknown?
Zack was in too much pain to speak but he wanted to, for Sephiroth to make him understand why this was happening. Did he think he was cheating, planning to leave him? The door slammed shut and he tried to stand, bracing himself against the wall and gasping in pain when certain moves placed pressure on his damaged heart.
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Hojo threw his popcorn bowl in the air in delight when Sephiroth stabbed Zack, though he frowned when said bowl landed on top his head, causing popcorn to rain down on him and get lodged behind his glasses.
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Reaching inside his pocket with a blood stained hand Zack pulled out his phone, dialing another cadet friend he had who was good at hiding his cell phone.
“Tell Cloud I need to see him now, please,” Zack rasped into the receiver before the phone slipped from his fingers. A moment later he fell to the floor in a heap, passing out on the cold surface.
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Frantic, Cloud raced towards where he knew Zack would be. Conrad sounded grim when he told him Zack called saying he needed to see him and he sounded like he was hurt. Luckily, the guards stationed at the entrance to the building had given him leeway to come and go as he pleased once they found out he was acquainted with Sephiroth. Taking the elevator up to the last floor he pounded frantically on the door to Sephiroth’s apartment, causing his knuckles to hurt slightly with the force.
“Zack, Zack let me in!” the blonde shouted lightly. Getting no answer he pushed the door open and walked in.
“ZACK!” Cloud shouted when he spotted the bloodied figure of Zack passed out nearby. Stunned he stood where he was for a moment, not able to take in what he was seeing. His eyes then flickered to a bunch of photos strewn about nearby, taken in by what seemed to be wild yellow hair similar to his own.
Picking the items up Cloud gasped in shock when he realized it was his hair, and not only was it him but he was with Zack, both of them in a very compromising position and the pictures fell from his shaking fingers while his mouth opened in a soft gasp.
What was happening? How were these pictures made because he knew he was never with Zack…and if Sephiroth ever found them……
Now the blonde had a very good idea what had taken place and he looked around frantically, knowing that if the General even smelled him he was as good as dead. Realizing he was alone his eyes settled back on Zack, who he tried to help in his shocked state. Not knowing what to do he felt the blood covered hand for a pulse, feeling nauseated at the sight of so much blood, Zack’s blood.
“Zack?” Cloud was so scared he had no idea what to do.
“He’s in here, Let’s go.” Cloud heard the voice of Professor Hojo nearby and he turned, startled when he heard him but grateful he wasn’t alone.
“Professor!” Cloud shouted frantic, pointing at Zack but gaping because he didn’t know where to start.
“It’s alright my boy,” Hojo reassured, placing a clammy hand on the frightened teen’s shoulder. “Bring it in.”
Cloud watched as a gurney was brought forth and the wards lifted Zack gently and placed him on it. There bloodied phone was just lying there and there was so much blood and Zack might die and Sephiroth might kill him and the world was so unfair and Cloud’s thought process continued into a jumbled mess until Hojo started talking to him.
“I’ll advice you to go back to the barracks and stay there and avoid Sephiroth as much as possible, listening cadet?” Hojo asked when he realized Cloud was spacing out.
“Y…yes Sir,” Cloud added absentmindedly before asking, “Will he be ok?”
Hojo smirked, his back to Cloud. “I’ll take very good care of him.”
Cloud watched helpless as they wheeled Zack away, a heavy feeling weighing on his psyche. Dread, helplessness and fright was just a few of the feelings coursing through his veins. Deciding that Hojo was right about keeping his distance, Cloud got the hell out of the apartment before the shit hit the fan.
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Sephiroth returned to his apartment an hour later like promised. He went to a secluded area in the outer area of Midgar that had trees like a forest. Many monsters were known to be in that area and because of that it was densely populated, which suited him well when he unleashed his fury on the unsuspecting creatures.
Five hundred of the highest leveled monsters in the area decapitated and sliced to shred in such a small amount of time. With blood dripping from his body, the elite opened the door to his apartment and wearily stepped inside.
Empty.
Cold.
Dark.
No bouncing, talkative, naked Zack. No cheerful greeting, no kisses, no sex. No life.
Standing in the middle of the empty apartment Sephiroth allowed his mind to reminisce the look on Zack’s face when he tried to kill him, telling himself he deserved it but feeling uncomfortable with said thought. After all the declaration and promises that left those pink lips he never expected Zack to cheat and now when he really thought about it, he should have made sure the whore was dead.
Nobody, ever should make a fool of him, take and trample what he found so hard to give in the first place. Looking at the spot where Zack’s blood stained the carpet Sephiroth smirked. There was still one more he had to deal with and he would make sure young Cloud Strife never come between another couple ever again.
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The next day a completely worn out Cloud stood in a perfect line with his squad mates, face front and centre while they got inspected by higher officials.
Cloud was trying hard not to shake in his boots because Sephiroth was the one inspecting, and he was so afraid to see the look in those eyes his bladder threatened to release. The sole of the man’s hard boots tapped loudly the closer he got and when Cloud could tell it was him next, he closed his eyes momentarily, knowing he shouldn’t because he could get in trouble for it. A few seconds later when no reprimand or punishment came from his actions, Cloud opened his eyes, confused to see the General had already passed him and was about two cadets down. He didn’t know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or what, because his gut instincts told him the man had plans for him, plans that’ll make him wish he was never born.
Sephiroth moved back to the front of the room and out of the corner of his eyes Cloud could see him talking lowly with his instructor. His heart sank when the man turned his gaze towards him.
“Cadet Strife!” the instructor clipped and Cloud nearly squeaked in answer.
“Sir, yes Sir!”
“You’ll accompany the General back to his office for some information,” the man informed him and Cloud’s heart sank. Watching him walk away, silver hair like a perfect curtain behind him Cloud trailed, wondering why he was even born if he was going to be killed this young anyway.
The elevator ride was suffocating and the blonde actually hesitated before he stepped inside the man’s office. When Sephiroth took a seat and stared at him lazily that actually made him fret even more. Averting the man’s gaze he allowed his eyes to wander to the other more cluttered desk in the room, which he assumed was Zack’s.
“You do know why you’re here, don’t you cadet?” Sephiroth asked in a tone so calm Cloud could barely hear his words above the beating of his own heart.
“Um, no Sir,” Cloud answered hesitantly, blue eyes trying hard to focus.
“Hn.” Sephiroth flipped his head to the side absently while simultaneously reaching for Masamune. He reveled in the way those ocean blue eyes widened in fright and the way Cloud started shaking slightly.
“You do know I’m possessive, don’t you cadet? You’ve seen it countless times, right?” Sephiroth asked while gazing at Masamune.
Cloud swallowed, “Yes Sir.”
“And in spite of that information you still…”
“No Sir…,” Cloud cut the man off before he could continue. “…I never touched anything of yours General.”
“So the evidence is… fake?” Sephiroth asked deceptively calm. Deep down he was itching to use his sword and it showed in the way he kept twirling the handle around in his hand.
Despite his obvious stress level rising, Cloud answered truthfully. “Yes Sir, I would never ever touch Zack Sir. It would make no sense someone as small as me go against you.”
“I see your point…,” Sephiroth answered in thought. “…but maybe you’re covering for Zack because he’s the one that came on to you.” He stood and made his way around the desk, watching Cloud backing away the more he neared. He had to admit he expected Cloud to be begging for his life or pissing himself at his presence, but his ability to stand and defend himself despite his fears impressed him. He’d make a fine SOLDIER if he ever survived what was about to happen to him.
Feeling his back hit the wall, Cloud’s breath quickened when Sephiroth pressed his body against his while running a hand through his hair.
“Please, don’t…” Cloud muttered when Sephiroth’s grip on his hair tightened painfully and his head was pulled to the side. He could feel the man’s tongue licking a trail up his exposed neck and he flinched.
“I need to know why Zack would choose you behind my back,” Sephiroth whispered into the boy’s ear, smirking when he his body shook once more.
“He didn’t…” Cloud started but yelped when Sephiroth slapped him hard across the face, busting his bottom lip. If it wasn’t for the grip the man had in his hair he was positive he would have been across the room by now and he was reeling from the pain.
“Stop it!” Cloud shouted when his head was smacked into the wall. He looked into those cold green eyes to realize there was no getting through to him, no reasoning with such a powerful man at all.
Sephiroth smirked when he threw the smaller male across the room, causing him to crash into Zack’s desk with a thud before he rolled across it, causing the papers to fly all over the place.
Cloud groaned with the pain that shot through his body from the hit. His vision swam but his breath hitched when he realized Sephiroth was standing over him, an even colder look in his eyes. He cried out, clawing at the hand that grabbed him by the neck and lift him off the floor before slamming him down painfully on top of the desk, causing him to arch his back and scream from the pain that ran through him.
Cloud tried hard to fight the man off but it didn’t work and all his efforts earned him was a broken rib and a punch that broke his nose.
That was when he started crying. “Please, stop hurting me,” Cloud begged, his words a gurgle from the blood collecting in his throat.
“It’s a pity I can’t kill you Cloud, for image’s sake. But….” Sephiroth brought his face down to the sobbing boy’s ear, “…there are fates far worse than death.” And with those words he started shredding the youth’s clothes from his body.
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Hojo walked over to a barely conscious Zack strapped down on an operating table in one of his empty labs. He had been experimenting on the brunette for two days now and he always made sure it was painful. The mind fuck he was causing with the goggles on Zack’s face that showed him nothing but some of the most horrendous crimes ever committed towards mankind –mainly his experiments—had tears streaming down the man’s face.
“Now…” Hojo cackled. “…Let’s see how this concoction fares against the mako in your system,” Hojo explained before plunging a needle with red liquid inside it in Zack’s arm.
Zack flinched, but was in no shape to move since Hojo had given him something to deaden his muscles. He felt the liquid burn as it race through his veins, causing him to cry out before his body started convulsing.
‘Sephiroth, where are you?’
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