I'M BACK, B*TCHES! Miss me :D?
When Sephiroth entered his bedroom after a long tiring day of training, experimenting and paperwork, he tried to force back a groan. It was a failed attempt as he rolled his eyes and closed the door. Sitting on the bed was a young girl, nude and huddled up with her knees to her chest. She turned her head at the sound of the door closing and began shivering as she turned away. Sephiroth pinched his nose. This had been going on for six months now. Hojo had been getting him to have sexual intercourse with all sorts of people. From middle-aged women to young men, Sephiroth had given up his sperm to people for Hojo to monitor and study. None of them had become pregnant, but Hojo still persisted in getting Sephiroth children so they could extend this project that was based around him. This whole thing had started after Sephiroth had turned sixteen.
Shaking his head and walking over, he shed his coat and hung it up on the coat peg by the mirror. He glowered at his own reflection and glowered to what was behind it. He knew it was a one-way window for Hojo and his assistants to study his sexual behaviour and he hated it. It was an invasion of the little privacy that he had. He had to move to this bedroom at Hojo's demand, just so they could study him further now that he was putting his sex organs to use.
Turning to the girl, he pulled his pauldrons off and cast them onto the floor. He sat next to her in just his trousers and she scooted away from him. Sephiroth raised an eyebrow. He hadn't had a reaction like that before. Usually the person would have jumped on him and rip the rest of his garments off. He reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder. She flinched at the contact and Sephiroth grasped her shoulder tightly. Her skin was firmer than any skin he had felt before in his life and she was as cold as liquid nitrogen. This wasn't a person who was here because he or she was paid or they wanted to be here for their love of science. And Sephiroth could tell that she was not shivering because she was cold, she was shivering because she was afraid.
"How old are you?" he asked.
The girl flinched and she turned, her shivers becoming slightly more violent.
"I…think I'm…this…I…"
Sephiroth waited patiently for her reply while he looked at her more closely. She had long thick, brown hair that covered her back completely and her skin was as pale as snow. He couldn't see her face yet as she stumbled for words.
"…They told me that…I was…twelve today. Y-Yesterday I-I-I was eleven…"
Sephiroth's eyes widened as disgust curled up in his stomach and he glared at the mirror. This girl was the youngest that they had ever sent him. It had always been people who were older than him, not younger. His arm slid around her shoulders and she curled herself tighter as he brought her close to his bare chest.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"N-Name?"
She looked away.
"Uh…well…I'm called Subject J-Jenova A…"
Sephiroth's interest was caught at the mention of his mother's name.
"A-And…I…I'm the only one wh-who's alive n-now. A-All of the…others d-died…"
So there were others who were named 'Subject Jenova'. Sephiroth tilted his head and grabbed her chin. Subject Jenova A flinched as he turned her face towards him. He brushed her large fringe over her eyes to reveal bright red eyes, sharp and piercing as if they were staring straight through him. Her face, apart from that, seemed perfectly normal.
"So you were born and raised in the labs as well?" he asked.
"Taken."
Sephiroth was taken aback as the girl spoke. A long cylindrical dark red forked tongue flickered out when she spoke.
"Taken from m-my family," she said "At the t-tender age of two years."
Sephiroth's eyes snapped back to hers after he watched her tongue while she spoke.
"They gave that to you I presume?" he asked as he pointed to it.
"Yes."
Subject Jenova A covered her mouth after her tongue retreated back into it. Sephiroth's hand dropped to her waist and she let out a shriek.
"No!"
Sephiroth watched as she jumped back to the centre of the bed, her tongue flickering in and out frantically.
"I'm not ready for intercourse!" she shouted "I don't want this, please! I'm not ready!"
Sephiroth didn't really want to go through with the intercourse himself. He grabbed her arms, much to her displeasure and pinned her down, settling his legs on hers. His eyes widened at her developing body. Her breasts were just starting to show but her nipples were white like snow. She was very thin; she can't have been fed very much during her time in the labs. And dark blue spots were dotted around her thighs which made Sephiroth more curious about her. Sephiroth brushed his hand along them intriguingly, feeling how they were warmer than any part of her body. He retracted his hand as Subject Jenova A made a sound in between a giggle and a shout while kicking impulsively. He gently parted her thighs to take a look at her womanhood.
It was normal like what he had seen with past experiences with other women. But something did not feel right. Subject Jenova A's body was still trembling as she stopped her shouting, indicating that she had finally calmed down a bit more. Sephiroth's eyes narrowed as he gently parted her undeveloped folds to examine her further. Tilting her so he could see in the light, he withdrew his face abruptly when he saw blue skin inside her.
"They've been inside your body?" he said.
"N-No…"
Sephiroth released her and sat up, letting her curl up into a tight ball.
"They opened me up one time," she said, her tongue flickering out and licking her own tears away "They pulled out stuff from me then put other things back in. It was horrible…"
Sephiroth suddenly felt a tug in his heart. His head began to think different things. Should he just go through with the intercourse? No, it didn't feel right to just take her now. What did feel right then? Sephiroth continued staring at her before gathering her up in his arms. She let out a squeak as he pulled the covers over them and covered her mouth. Her eyes were the only source of light as Sephiroth embraced her tenderly.
"Go to sleep."
Subject Jenova A looked up at him confused and he tucked her head under his chin. Sephiroth was used to temperatures like her body temperature, so he didn't mind sharing his body heat with her. He rubbed his hands up and down her back soothingly, kissing her temple because it felt right. Eventually, her eyes closed themselves and she hugged him tightly, as if she never wanted to let go. Sephiroth felt like he didn't want her to let go. Something told him that he had to protect her. Something told him that he wanted to keep her. Closing his eyes, he eventually dropped off to sleep.
That morning Sephiroth's eyes flew open once he felt hands trying to pry away Subject Jenova A away from his arms. He lashed out, causing the scientists around them to jump back. His hand grabbed the nearest scientist's neck and he glowered at the crowd around the bed and while holding the young girl closer to him.
"Mine," he snarled.
"Excuse me, Sephiroth?"
Sephiroth's eyes turned to the speaker and he glared at Hojo who was standing at the foot of the bed. He couldn't describe this sudden possessiveness over the sleeping girl in his arms. He just felt that it was right and that her company was what he wanted. Releasing the scientist in his grasp, Sephiroth used both arms to hold the girl close to him.
"She is mine."
