Disclaimer: I do not in any way own anything you are about to read. Kind of sucks but it is true. I'll try and throw in a lot of my junk in there so that it's not total theft.
Warnings: Well I have no idea what I'll throw in, but please just keep in mind I am yaoi fan girl and I will throw in as much as I can when I can. So it may get a little adult. That means I could go from the standard kisses of the story to a full out grind and bump. Besides this has got to be my favourite pairing. How could I not have them get freaky? Also I am going to have language in there sometimes. I mean how could you not swear like a sailor when a sword is driven through you?
Anyway, onto the story.
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A dark hair beauty took aim with his triple barrelled gun and shot the sniper from atop the building. Quickly dodging the bullets that rained down on him from elsewhere, the red cloak on his back fluttering in the wind as he moved.
He reloaded then sprinted for the next arch and the next piece of shelter. All the while dodging the bullets of the Tsviet snipers.
His blood red eyes scanned the rooftops once, twice and thrice looking for his next target. He took aim and paused while coughing was heard. Holding completely still as another round of coughing was heard. He took aim once again he pulled the trigger downing the man in his sights with a head shot. He turned on his heal and headed for the next piece of shelter.
But in mid stride his world went dark and words floated in mid air.
A young boy coughed into his right hand while the other held a controller, the strength of the coughing shaking the bed in which he lay. His silver hair falling over his face as another was a coughing took him.
"Riku, how are you feeling?" His mother asked as she came into the room.
"Better." He replied as her red eyes studied her son.
"Guess what?" Her hands came up to place a pair of dark sunglasses into her silver hair. "Your grandfather is here."
"Can you tell him I am sick?"
"That is why he is here."
Riku groaned and glared at his mom. "He's going to pinch my cheek and call me cute."
"I'm sure he won't this time."
Riku just finished as his grandfather swept into the room, his black coat billowing out behind him. He carried under his arm a package wrapped in brown paper. "How is my cute little boy?" He said as he pinched Riku's cheek. "Paine, haven't you been feeding this boy? He is all skin and bones."
"Father." She stated firmly.
"General Father if you please."
Paine looked from one face to the other. "I'll just leave you to it then. Oh, and Sephiroth …"
"General Sephiroth."
"Whatever. Don't spoil him too much, he is sick."
"Yes mam!" He saluted as she left the room.
"And no chocolate!" She yelled back at them. They both looked at each other and groaned.
"Oh I brought you something." Sephiroth said as he sat on the bed.
Riku squirmed and looked joyful as the package was handed to him. "What is it? Is it a new game?"
"Nope, just open it."
Riku tares into the package the brown paper flying everywhere.
"A book?"
"Yep. When I was just a young boy we didn't have TV and these things were all the rage. Besides this book is special. My dad would read this to me when I was sick. And today I am going to read it to you."
"Is it about sports?" Riku looked at his grandfather with hope in his eyes.
"Are you kidding? Fencing. Fighting. Torture. Revenge. Giants. Monsters. Chases. Escapes. True love. Miracles." Sephiroth rose from the bed to wave around his arm as if wielding a very large sword.
"It doesn't sound too bad. I'll try and stay awake." Riku turned to fluff his pillow, while Sephiroth sat back down on the bed.
"Oh. Well, thank you very much. It's very nice of you. Your vote of confidence is overwhelming. All right. Let's see. Chapter one."
