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Saying Thanks, Villain Style	By : mizperceived Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1146 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or settings of Final Fantasy VII. They are the sole creative property of SquareEnix. I do however own my insanity and perversity. Nor do I make a profit from this endeavor, I will however gain carpal tunnel syndrome eventually.

Title: Saying Thanks, Villain Style

Warnings: YAOI! It's Seph and Gen fucking… seriously, what's not to LOVE about THAT? AU-ish (I know technically Gen is not around at this time but work with me on this)

Rating: M for sMutty!

Pairings: SEPHESIS!

Summary: Sometimes a "Thank You" note just doesn't suffice. 4th Official Story in the Saying Thanks series.

Saying Thanks, Villain Style

Set during the lull between Advent Children and Dirge of Cerberus

with a Flashback to CrisisCore

"Well, well. If it isn't the Great General himself, come down to repose amongst the lowly," Genesis Rhapsodos, the fallen Commander of the ShinRa Army sneered at the man who lay in a crumpled heap.
"Gen," a deep but hoarse voice called back.
"Sephiroth," the redhead said gently as he kneeled next to the silver-haired male. The flame haired male bit back a gasp as he took in the sight of the bloodied mess that the once gleaming strands of spun silver had become. "Dear Gaia, what happened," he wondered aloud as he careful rolled the leather clad male onto his back.
The redhead quickly scanned all exposed areas of the other's body, taking care to attempt to stop the flow of blood where it was still seeping. With the latent strength of a SOLDIER that he hadn't used in years, the delicately featured former Commander lifted his ex-compatriot with ease. He began walking through the ruins of Midgar; heading towards the dilapidated ShinRa Tower and its underground area that remained untouched for years.
It took him a few moments to navigate through the underground terrain to one of Hojo's abandoned laboratories that he commandeered for himself. Once Genesis got to the area that he considered his bedroom, he gently laid the battered and bruised form of his once commanding officer on his simple yet roomy bed.
"Sephiroth," he whispered as his gloved fingers brushed away stray silver tinged hairs from the comatose male's face. His heart pounded in the redhead's chest as his fingers became more brazen in their touch. He ran the gloved pads of his right hand soothingly over the dark purple-black circles under the eyes he remembered would rival the most flawless green diamond. When he ran his thumb over the dried and cracked lips of his former lover, the man groaned in discomfort.
Shaking himself out of his momentary daze, Genesis stood up and moved into his bathroom, grabbing a small basin. He filled it with cool water and grabbed a soft cloth. Setting the items down on the night stand, he removed his once pristine red leather overcoat and his gloves before moving back towards the fallen general.
"Brings back memories," the redhead sighed to himself. As he ran light circles over Sephiroth's face, Genesis' crystalline blue eyes took on a distant look as he found himself remembering the past….

Almost 10 years prior…

"What the hell is wrong with you," Genesis Rhapsodos, Commander of the ShinRa Army in Wutai screamed as he forced his way into the modular field hospital.
"Gen," Angeal Hewley, Commander and Chief Training Officer of the ShinRa Army, called out in an attempt to steer the redhead's attention towards him.
"Nothing is the hell wrong with me, Genesis," Sephiroth, replied in a calm, almost monosyllabic tone. He tossed a glance to the nurse who was busy trying to ignore the redhead who had stormed into the room while she was trying to draw blood from one of the most deadly patients she ever came across.
"Genesis," Angeal hissed, as he reached out and grabbed onto the redhead's upper arm, pulling the man out of the nurse's way. "Can't you see the nurse is trying to do her job?"
It was if someone turned on the lights in the room for the fiery first. With a heated glare, he turned the full force of his emotional torrent on the innocent field nurse.
"OUT!"
"But Gen."
"YOU TOO! OUT! GET OUT RIGHT NOW," the redhead yelled with an added stomp of his foot.
Meeting Angeal's bemused glance over Genesis' head, Sephiroth sighed slightly before nodding at his friend and fellow 1st Class SOLDIER. Angeal took the non-verbal communication as consent and gentle steered the nurse who was quickly matching temper tantrums with the redhead.
"Was that really necessary, Genesis," Sephiroth inquired as he bit back a groan to sit up. He long black leather trench coat folded neatly on the chair in the corner of the sectioned off area. He took in the torn and slashed areas of his leather pants, his thigh high boots having been discarded as they were thoroughly destroyed.
"Was it absolutely necessary for you to go into a nest of Zoloms? Without Masamune? What the hell were you trying to do?"
"It was just a bit of sport," Sephiroth replied, trying to shrug but wincing as the slashes on his back and shoulder blades that were beginning to slowly mend tore open again.
"You. You just joked? Now… at a time like this you decide to develop a fucking sense of humor!"
The silver haired general stared at the other male, trying to understand why Genesis was becoming unhinged. It wasn't as if he had never faced a Zolom before. Granted, having to deal with an entire nest of them, and having his sword still resting in his tent gave him somewhat of a handicap, he still came out relatively unscathed.
"I shall be fine, Genesis. Once I get back to my tent, I will use my Curaga and all will be well," he said as his eyes watched the blood trickle down his arm from a wound he continually probed.
"Don't you dare brush this off so easily," Genesis hissed as he reached for some sterile clothes and the antiseptic cleansing solution. His eyes misted slightly as he focused on cleaning off the already dried blood from the pale muscular chest before me. "You don't have to be the hero all the time," the redhead said in a quiet voice.
Sephiroth gently grabbed the wrists before him, holding onto them as he called Genesis' name over and over until the redhead looked him in the eyes.
"What's wrong? What has you so upset?"
"I'm not upset," Genesis sniffed, trying to break free from Sephiroth's hands. Realizing that he was not going to be freed, he broke eye contact with the green eyed beauty.
"Do not lie to me, SOLDIER," Sephiroth snapped. He knew that pulling rank of the other male was an abrasive action but hopefully would cause the redhead to state what was going on in his head.
"You could have died," Genesis bite out after a moment's hesitation.
"We're SOLDIERs, Genesis. We all could…"
"Don't," Genesis glared back before Sephiroth finish the statement.
"I don't understand," Sephiroth mumbled feeling Genesis' anger and frustration rise again.
"I love you, okay? I… I'm in love with you and you did something that could have gotten you killed," the redhead's vehement statement lost some steam as he felt all of those bottled up emotions finally release.
"Genesis. I…," Sephiroth fumbled for the first time in his life.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything," Genesis whispered as he turned his back on Sephiroth and headed towards the door.
Faster than Genesis could blink, he was spun around and slammed up against the still closed door.
"How long?"
"Wha..."
"How long have you felt this way," Sephiroth clarified. He watched those royal blue eyes blink once, twice before his perfect hearing picked up on the whispered words.
"Since the day we met."
Sephiroth closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. A small smile broke free on his lips as he slowly opened his cat like eyes and gazed down at the shorter male.
"Thank you. Thank you for loving me that long," Sephiroth whispered before his lips decended slowly to brush up against the pouty cherry colored lips that he had dreamed about kissing for years.

A/N: This will be a two-part one. Next chapter we head back to the "present" and enjoy some freshly squeezed lemons. (Promise it will be out within a week's time)
Thank you to everyone who has patiently waited for this one. Yaoi hugs and kisses from your favorite bishies.
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