Euphonious to Angels

Oh no, did I just write another fanfic?A multi-chapter one?One that's intended to be a GenAngeal one?My first Yaoi fic!Kyaaaaaaaa! T_T, I always end up losing inspiration after a while but maybe hopefully since I've been reading a few GenAngeal fics these days it won't die down just yet. Hmmm….i don't know what to say about the plot really, I don't think there'll be much, this is coming from a spur-of-the-moment sort of thing so who knows, I might get some ideas later!Okay well, I've used two lines from Lord Tennyson's poem 'the splendor falls'. Ummm…well, I haven't developed Genesis's character that much as this is still the first chapter but I want to put more substance into this piece so I'll probably be trying to come up with better styles in the next chapters.

And ofcourse i don't own any of the actual final fantasy characters or places here,they're all Square Enix's sadly!

Chapter One

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"My 'parents' betrayed me. They had alwas betrayed me from the very beginning." The words made Zack gasp in disbelief and Angeal to close his eyes. Zack was wrong, this time he was. The 'parents' couldn't care less of what befell Genesis, there was nothing they would have done. No one could blame him, at the very least he couldn't. He had taken too much of them, had endured much more than necessary. Angeal hadn't had it in his heart to stop Genesis. It was a decision he had come to on his own, not necessarily hurt but not glad to be doing so either.

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A forlorn gaze cast towards what little the boy could see of the world outside, a long sigh relieved, those rather narrow shoulders drooping Genesis turned back to the dictionary that currently lay open on his table. Taking a quick glance at the page he turned more of them only to look at a few dull new words until he found one particular phrase. Silver tongue. His lips curved slightly as he removed a rather long strand of his copper hair from over his eyes. Oh there was a reason for the smile that came once he found out the meaning, yes, that would be his very own 'father'. If one had to restrict themselves to layman's terms one would call him shrewd but that really was an understatement when applied to the Mayor of Banora.

It was tiring for the eleven year old although all he did was stay home, never actually allowed to go outside unless a servant was always present. Outside in his case referred to a few feet away from the threshold of his home, if one could call it home that is. Sure he lived with his parents, had dinner with his parents, paid attention to every word, and every command of theirs but only out of fear of what might become of him if he tried defying them in any way. His 'mother' was no exception; no she wouldn't ever dare hit him for that was his father's job and recently also the governess. The Rhapsodos household always carried a busy air equally within and out, to both Genesis and the townspeople alike. It would usually be odd to compare outsiders to a resident of the referred house itself but in all honesty the boy might as well not have been there, nothing there concerned him really. Except that he had finally met someone he could choose to describe as a friend but acquaintance was perhaps a more suitable word. After all she had only been a servant, a commoner, one with a lowly background that was neither suitable for someone such as him nor to his father's taste, all in his father's sight of course.

Only two years before, the incident was way too vivid in Genesis's mind for it had been the first tie he had encountered another human boy outside of his house, one of the commoners as his father called them constantly. A few of them have been at it again, trying to steal the apples from their tree when he himself had ended up leaving the house. He had crossed his usual limit that day, going further away, just a few steps further. It had ended up with the boys making a run for it and one of them daring enough to throw an apple in the red-head's direction which had caught him completely off-guard even if it hadn't hit him in any way. But Ms. Elda had had a raging fit about it and as soon as it reached the ears of Mr. Rhapsodos...nothing happened. At least nothing that Genesis would know of. The next day the daring boy's father had been fired from his job as a salesman in the local grocery store. Of course no one would ever know just how much Mr. Rhapsodos himself was responsible for this.

So Lilia had been dismissed, for she had apparently been crossing the line trying to associate herself with someone like Genesis by befriending him which left the boy confused. But one was supposed to have friends, everyone did. Even the characters that played the slightest role did, at least in the books that he'd read. Too often the hero's most trusted companion had been his very own servant, then why?

The day Lilia had left Genesis had been waiting for the young maid, the only one he knew to be a year or so older to him after his piano lessons were over for there was half an hour to go before Ms. Elda arrived. Lilia was later than usual, perhaps she had gotten busy cleaning some other part of the house but as far as he knew she had been appointed for the small jobs that were too less of a work for the adults but still needed to be taken care of.

Much to his own surprise Genesis had been shocked, well, irritated really. Why in the world had his father dismissed that girl? The only answer he'd received was a frown from his mother and a look of indifference from his father. It didn't matter to him that his own son was suffering. Maybe suffering was a tad exaggerated but they'd replaced her with another old lady who only knew how to keep quiet and act as though the boy didn't exist, the same thing again.

"You surely didn't believe we'd kept her here for her own amusement?" His father had asked in a mocking tone, "There's no reason for you to force yourself to associate with commoners such as her."

"No one forced me to do anything." Genesis replied and his mother raised a brow at that and he realized he had talked back to his father which was considered very ill-mannered. And when he did something very ill-mannered, it didn't go well with his parents. It never did any way. His father remained sitting and looked at him long through sharp eyes and long lashes. Then came that smile, that one he'd seen so many times. He was lying again, trying to make him think differently, trying to make him believe that all he did was for his son's sake, trying to cover his own doings. It was never for him, never.

"Genesis." He said, "I don't want you end up the wrong way, you're still young so we must keep everything in check. After all, I only want you to grow up into somebody you can truly be proud of."

No. not really. The only thing he wanted was to make Genesis live the way he wanted him to, the Rhapsodos name could not be tarnished. Besides, who knew what the boy could end up doing if they didn't keep him in a leash on him. He was an outcast after all, an anomaly among the countless humans.

"Why don't you excuse yourself now?" Mr. Rhapsodos asked his son, "Ms. Elda has already arrived." Genesis immediately stalked out of the drawing room, relieved to have been able to leave without so much as a slap. His father didn't scream, he never did. One minute he'd be staring at him and the next second he'd have had hit the boy already. If that wasn't bad enough, he'd even allowed Ms. Elda, the governess to raise her hands however she wanted if he ever got out of line. Although she'd not hit him often saying something about her own dignity and not hitting a child.

Eight days. Genesis could easily remember since he had hardly gotten six days to spend time with Lilia. There was no way he could forget that, it had been the only time he had actually had…fun? That was what was called being happy right? When you could laugh with somebody, when you could feel relaxed, when you knew that you were real. So exactly eight days ago, when Mrs. Rhapsodos had found the servants wasting their time chit-chatting one day and asked for an explanation as to why they were skipping work, they'd simply answered saying their work was over. And it really had been over since Mr. Rhapsodos had appointed the little girl in their stead the very nest day. She was young so she had her hands full but there was always time to see her 'young master'.

"The splendor falls on castle walls. And snowy summits old in story…"

The very first day of her work she'd heard him reading out a verse from some old poem, waited till he finished and then praised him upon entering to dust his furniture. He was a quiet child, far too silent for his age. The look in those eyes, it didn't go well with that pretty face. She remained talking about poems for she knew quite a lot of them since her own brother owned many of those books, of course they had been second hand or just the old ones handed down from one of their predecessors for they hardly had the luxury to get those new ones. Genesis had seemed hesitant to talk but he'd said a word or two, at least the first time. For some reason Genesis had found himself waiting for the maid to come over the next day. Unconsciously he'd been listening to the direction of the door for any footsteps and when they did arrive he had dived for '30,000 miles into the Lifestream' and immediately was on page 30 of it, of course not really reading it as the maid thought when she arrived so she greeted him in a low voice and kept quiet. It nagged Genesis, just a little; the silence wasn't all that comfortable so he decided to be the one to start talking when he realized that she had just closed and stacked two of the books that had been opened and lying neatly on his reading table over the rest of his books there. Immediately he strode towards her and looked up at her with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"Why did you have to go and mess it up?" he fired, "I don't even remember which page I'd stopped, now what?" He seemed frustrated and looked at her as though it was the biggest sort of problem in the world, well perhaps he didn't have much to worry about so even this counted as a problem.

"Oh my." The maid looked a little apologetic then smiled, "I'm sure it wasn't that far, at least it looked to me like around forty to fifty pages would be where you have stopped." She picked up the one titled 'A midnight moon' to indicate it to him, "As for the other one, I'm very sorry, I didn't realize it'd become such a trouble." Genesis glared at her then sighed.

"Alright. I 'll find it eventually, it will just take some time." Time, which wasn't really of essence, unlike in all those stories where they'd have to reach the princess before dawn. He flipped to page 42 and was surprised to see the paragraph where he'd stopped earlier.

"How did you get that right?" he asked in a loud whispering voice laced with slight admiration in those green eyes. She turned back with a smile and he noticed that this was probably the first time he'd seen someone smile so genuinely so much in one day.

"I have to do this for my brother all the time." She told him and began dusting the window-sill which happened to be right behind Genesis without prior warning and resulted in him having a coughing fit though for a few seconds only, at which the maid apologized and he turned away with a final glare at her direction. When she was leaving he decided to fix things up.

"You happen to have a name don't you?" he asked at which she turned with a surprised look which melted into a smile again.

"Of course. "She replied, "Lilia." She smiled again, "Take care then young master." She hadn't asked his name, it was common courtesy to do so right? But despite that something made him want to smile, something inside was making the corners of his lips hitch up just a little. He felt truly happy in many years.

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Hooooo,_, I don't believe I'm actually typing this, I wonder if I can do a good job with this, especially try not to abandon this after a few chapters, I really hope I can continue on with this one at least till the end. Oh the maid won't have any sort of lovey-dovey thing with Gen if you're wondering, she was there for…well…a story I guess? And um six days right? Because considering 'eight days', she was appointed the next day, and she wasn't present in the present time so…that makes it six days! I hope it's not confusing! Any sort of Criticisms are welcome, of course!^_^