Title: Experiment

Pairing: Angeal/Genesis, implied future Angeal/Genesis/Sephiroth

Warnings: Um, talks about sex. Genesis being a pervert.

Notes: This made me giggle a litte bit. Hopefully, it makes you too.


It had been going on for about a week now.

Genesis, for all his aloofness, had gone insane as far as Angeal was concerned. The SOLDIER had taken to random outbursts of laughter, even more random acts of playfulness, and dragging Angeal off for a few minutes of groping.

Okay, so the groping he could handle. But everything else was just starting to scare him.

It took all of his control not to scream like a little girl when Genesis dropped out of nowhere to land next to him while he was filling out reports. The redhead was grinning maniacally, and staring at him expectantly.

"Angeal. What if I told you I could make one of your fantasies come true?"

That stopped him. The dark haired man had to good sense to think about that one for a moment. "The one where I'm a harem master and you are one of my many slaves?"

Genesis paused for a moment. He shot Angeal a confused look. "What?"

"Never mind," came the quick reply. "Which fantasy would that be then?"

"It's not so much of a what. More like a who."

And yet another urge to scream repressed. This cannot go well. "Who is it?"

Another grin. "Sephiroth."

Angeal put down his pen. "Sephiroth." Genesis nodded, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "The Sephiroth. Mr. I-will-not-show-any-emotion-even-if-I'm-seriously-injured? That Sephiroth?"

"The puppy is rubbing off on you," came the offhand remark. Now Genesis was swaying from side to side. "The beautiful, yet untouchable one. Who else is more deserving than us?"

Angeal held still. Genesis was being completely serious now. One wrong remark and there would be an aching shin in his future. The other SOLDIER had a hefty kick. Time to tread carefully. "And what makes you say that?"

Genesis straightened, looking serious now. "I conducted an experiment."

Now Angeal was REALLY being careful. Genesis has the scientific skills of a cactus, only not as sharp. "Oh?" He waited with baited breath.

"I observed him, Angeal. And I found out the most interesting thing." The redhead paused, his grin widening. "He's jealous."

Now Angeal was really holding it in. Sephiroth jealous was about as laughable as Zack remaining still. It just didn't happen.

Now Genesis was getting suspicious. "You don't believe me do you?"

Angeal regarded him with a pensive look, praying to whatever gods were listening. "Well, he is not one to get...jealous."

"So says you. He's been giving us looks of longing."

Angeal paused this time, thinking. He had been catching Sephiroth watching them with an indecipherable look. And the general had also been avoiding them lately, making up excuses about extra training. He had not thought much into it, but now...

Angeal sighed. "Okay. So say you're right. I hope you have a other than jumping him. I love you Genesis, but I'm not risking death for you.

The redhead laughed in a not very reassuring way. "What do you think I am? Of course I have a plan." He preened himself. "I'm the master of seduction."


Sephiroth slid into his office, leaning against the door with a sigh. Paperwork. Mounds of it. He flipped through them. Logistics for the a mission to Wutai, tests results of the cadets, reports from Lazard.

All boring.

He frowned thoughtfully when he came across a red envelope with his name in silver, cursive writing on it. Carefully, he ripped it open. Inside was a single piece of paper. He scanned the contents, eyes widening.

Dear Sephiroth,

Wanna fuck?

Love Genesis and Angeal.

I have no idea where this came from.