A/N: This is the first installment of a series one one-shot songfics. I wanted to challenge myself a bit, so I wrote down the names of as many FF7 characters that I knew well enough to write about (19 I think), and did a random itunes song shuffle and assigned randomly a song to each character. I dont think I have ever hated my eclectic tastes in music so much! haha. But this should be interesting for me, and hopefully those of you who read will also enjoy!

This one is a little strange, it didnt quite end up the way I thought it would. But I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of male/male relationship, and super emo Genesis.

Disclaimer: I do not own final fantasy 7 or any of its characters.

Character: Genesis Rhapsados

Song: Marble House by The Knife

Summary: Genesis has a breakdown, and ponders his madness.

You close my eyes and soothe my ears
You heal my wounds and dry my tears
On the inside of this marble house I grow
And the seeds I sow will grow up prisoners too

Genesis was a mess.

It didn't happen all the time, but every once in a while he would just break down. There was never any warning, it would just happen.

It started as rage, some little miniscule thing would set him off, and he would destroy anything he could get his hands on. Then eventually, it would progress to him causing hurt to his own self. He would punch walls, slam his head into hard surfaces, and the like.

Then there was the final stage, which he currently found himself in. It was the crying stage, which he hated more then the other two combined. Genesis would just cry, uncontrollably for hours on end.

He had no idea why he had these fits, or how to stop them. He'd gone to doctors of all types to figure out why, to find a medicine to help it, something. ANYTHING! But nothing was found, no reason for them uncovered.

He'd had one therapist tell him that he had "Artist's Syndrome" which was something apparently those of a more artistic nature often had that caused extreme or minor emotional outbursts, depending on the individual. Another told him that he probably had unresolved childhood issues which cause him to act out in childish fits. And another said that Genesis was just a whiny attention seeker.

He'd gotten a lot of different diagnoses, but none of them seemed to fit. None of them felt like the real reason. Whatever the true issue was, it was nothing as asinine as the possibilities that had been presented to him. No, it was something more..innate. Something that was part of him, deep in the very strands that held his being together.

Genesis felt so...wrong.

The only time he didnt feel wrong, was when he was with him. His beautiful, dark-haired angel.

Genesis was sure that if Angeal had not been in his life, he would have broken a long time ago. The red-head didnt know what he would do if his dark-haired lover ever left him.

No, that wasn't entirely true. He did know what would happen.

He would shatter like a mirror, and break into a million little pieces.

But he DID Have Angeal, and the man took such good care of him. Genesis didnt know what to do half the time! His lover gave so much. So much love, care, took care of him. He did so much, and the red-head often felt bad because he had no idea how he would ever repay it.

Angeal would always say "Just love me back, thats payment enough for me."

But Genesis never felt like it was enough. No, no it was never enough. Not for Angeal. His lover deserved so much more.

So much more then him.

Genesis let his eyes roam the living area from his current place, curled up on the carpetted floor. Every vase, glass, and ceramic item that had been in the living area was now shattered, and spread out over the plush carpet. He'd flipped and smashed the coffee tabled, and shoved the TV down on top of it, breaking the screen. The coat stand had been bent and twisted like a pretzel, and used to break the two windows in the room. And the pony-tail palm tree that had been siting by the windows in a large planter was overturned, dirt pouring out onto the floor.

He had thoroughly destroyed the area, a thought which only made him sob even harder.

He'd destroyed his and Angeal's home. Again.

This really was NO way to pay back Angeal for all he'd done for him, for all his love. It was awful! Angeal didnt deserve this. Genesis was a monster. How could his angel love a monster?

The click of a key turning in its lock, and the rush of air from a door opening disturbed the red-head from his mental downward spiral. Teary eyes peered up through sweat soaked bangs, locking onto the form of his angel.

Angeal looked surprised at first, and confused. His eyes found Genesis' form, curled up on the carpet among the mess of what was once their living room. Panic flooded his gaze, and he made it quickly to the red-heads side, being careful as to not kneel on any glass.

"Gen? What happened! Are you hurt?"

Their eyes locked, and held each others for a moment. Madness and despair in one set, concern in the other.

Genesis let out a broken sob and grabbed whatever he could of Angeal, and clung to him.

The red-head had realized in that moment that yes, Genesis didnt deserve someone as wonderful as Angeal. Even so, he didnt think he could ever let him go.

AN: Hope everyone enjoyed! Review and let me know what you think!

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