Hey there!
Wanted to prove I'm not quite dead yet -though this fic may be pushing it on that one...
Stamina
Fandom:Final Fantasy VII
Teaser: " 'Bahamut's blood, Gen,' he'd say, giggling like some sort of school girl. 'Didn't you know that using the word 'anything' is a dominant's wet-dream of an opening?' "
Inspiration:When VVKiti asked me to write her a fan-fiction a while ago (it's been a bit... .) and mentioned this pairing, I immediately knew what I wanted to do with it!
Technically, this is one of my commissions (*cough*), but it was also written in honor of VVKiti's birthday this year! Hope your day is terrific, hon~
Rating:M, because you can't spell 'dominant' without it!
Warnings:
-Male/Male
-Sweary words
-Dom! Lazard
-Slightangst
-Genesis' Pride
-Kink
-Manipulation
-Partial to full nudity
-Probably sexual content
Main Pairing:Larard Deusericus/Genesis Rhapsodos
Minor Pairings:
-(past) Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth
-Sephiroth/Zack Fair
-Angeal Hewley/Cloud Strife
Setting:Crisis Core-ish, though I will probably just take the whole time-line/space-time-continuum thing into my own hands :wink:
POV:Genesis Rhapsodos, himself (First person perspective) and I think Tseng will pop in for a moment or two~
Summary:Lazard declares Genesis' stamina to be lacking. Genesis, enrages, sets out to prove him wrong. Too bad he forgot exactly who he was dealing with...
Additional ANs:I've never written anything with Lazard before,and I've never written Genesis as such a prominent character! I hope I'm up for the challenge and don't end up embarrassing myself...
This story has been in progress for longer than I really care to admit. What I had was revamped and revised when I realized VVKiti's birthday was approaching so quickly. I have to say, I rushed to write this, so there may be a lot of errors, but I hope that the intention makes up for all of that!
Surprisingly, I managed to write slight smut!
Word Count:...I'll get back to you on that, 'kay?
Genesis:
Standing outside of the office, I had the same distinct sensation that a child has when he's standing outside of the principal's office. Of course, I was no child but the Director of SOLDIER's office was more intimidating that the principal's office had ever been.
I was finally returning from a brief, simple mission in Banora –my hometown– and despite the fact I had no idea exactly what time it was, I knew for a fact that I was quite late. The passage of time was something I rarely saw fit to mark, outside of things like missions, and since the mission had been successfully completed rather quickly, I had paid little heed to the time that passed while I rested underneath an apple tree and read "LOVELESS". When I had realized my tardiness, I had rushed back to Midgar as fast as I could.
Now, here I stood, lingering nervously outside of Director Lazard Deusericus's office. Normally, tardiness wasn't that big of a deal to the director, but unfortunately for me, I was a least an hour late and tardiness had become a bad habit of mine lately. Well, surely returning late from three consecutive missions shouldn't earn the label of habit, but I knew that would be how the director would see it. Goddess knew there would be hell to pay.
Stop it, I ordered myself sternly. Such childish cowardice is not permitted of one beloved by the Goddess.
Though my hand trembled as I reached out and knocked lightly on the door, I contented myself with the knowledge that I had acted and therefore displaces and defeated the very youthful faintheartedness that I'd been fighting.
"Enter." It was neither a greeting nor a request: it was an order. Being as that order had come from the director, I was obliged to obey, but I wasn't willing to stick my neck on the chopping block without being prepared. Cautiously, I stuck my head into his office, needing to see what his mood was so I could prepare.
His normally meticulously-styled hair seemed a bit rumpled, as though he'd run his hand through it thoroughly a time or two. The charcoal-stripped blazer he wore so habitually was draped haphazardly over the back of his chair and his glasses lay upon his desktop at an odd angle. His usual blue tie was askew and his shoulders seemed hunched forward.
Swallowing hard, I withdrew. Shit. I knew what he looked like angry –for a while, I'd treated it as a game of sorts– and that was not anger. Goddess knew I could handle it if he were angry, but instead, he seemed disappointed, and that was always something a bit more sensitive to deal with. Hell, even as a child, I'd preferred to deal with my parents' anger over their disappointment.
" 'There is no hate, only joy / For you are beloved by the goddess / Hero of the Dawn, Healer of Worlds'..." I murmured to myself, trying to sooth my own discomfort for a moment.
"Genesis?" he inquired, his tone sharp.
Fuck. I knew I should have muttered in my 'I'm in a boring meeting and Sephiroth will at least enjoy my commentary' volume. Still, ready or not, I had to go in now since he knew I was the one standing out here. Taking a deep breath, I tried to steel myself against the tongue-lashing I knew was to come as I straightened my clothes. With as much calm as I could muster, I pushed the door open and walked into his office.
It was with an incredibly absent wave of his hand that he directed me to take a seat across from him. His blue eyes were still busily perusing some piece of paperwork. I hoped it help no baring on my situation, but it was hard to tell whether it would or not. The director was a very busy man, after all.
When he finally looked up at me, he glared. The man was always, always gracious and courteous –even to his over-bearing bastard of a sperm donor and his younger half-brother. He reeked polite professionalism everywhere he went. That he actually glared at me told me that my situation was much, much worse than I'd feared.
"You," Lazard ground out through clenched teeth, "are late. Over two hours late."
Unbidden and uncontrollably, my eyes widened. Was I really that late? Had I lost that much time underneath that tree?
"I was about to send Angeal and Zack to look for you, since what seemed to be a simple mission had delayed a First Class SOLDIER for so long."
my breathing hitched, but I forced myself to calm down. "I'm sorry, sir. I have no excuse. I'd finished the mission early and ended up exploring my favorite parts of my childhood home. When I realized I'd lost track of time, I hurried to return to Midgar as fast as possible."
I hoped the response would pacify him. I mean, I had been incredibly polite, which even I could admit was rare, and what i'd told him wasn't exactly a lie: my favorite part of life in Banora had always been the apple orchards and I had rushed back to Midgar when I realized I'd lost track of the time.
"You should have called in, Genesis! I realized Banora is your hometown and that you likely have memories to relive and people to visit, but please at least pretend you care about your duties!"
"Yes, sir," I replied, bowing my head and waiting for the worst of it to be over. Shiva's teeth, I hated it when people were disappointed with me! "My apologies, sir. I won't allow such a thing to happen again."
"You're damn right it won't! You took five hours to complete a mission you were alloted three hours to take care of. For such a disappointing lack of stamina, I'm demoting you two ranks and putting you in charge of the newest shipment of female cadets.
I should have registered that the rank he demoted me to was lower than Zackary's. I should have thought about the fact I got stuck with the least favorable duty ever allotted to a First Class SOLDIER. I should have noticed the curl of his lips as he spelled out my punishment. Instead, all I heard was the insult. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with my stamina," I seethed darkly, rising to my feet as I glared at the blond man.
"Is there now?" he provoked. "How do you intend to prove that, soldier?"
"Name any task. If I outlast your expectations, I get to keep my rank. Deal?"
His smirk was nothing short of incredibly smug. "You have yourself a deal, soldier. Meet me back here in two hours and do not be late."
So... who's intrigued by the circumstance?
I'll be publishing this story in three chapters (it's all written, I'm just typing .). I hope I can get this all posted today...
Let me know what you liked, what you hated, what you think Lazard's gonna do with Gen at his mercy... how much more of "LOVELESS" will be quoted in text... You know, all of the important stuff ^^ But please review~
Ever at your pleasure,
~Sins~
PS: The piece of "LOVELESS" that Genesis quotes comes from Act II of the poem.
