A Collab between BMIK/Soyna.
Main Pairing: Sephiroth/Genesis
Other Pairings: Angeal/Zack, Cloud/Reno, Lazard/Tseng

Summary: Work is trying for them all. The story is, well, even more of this unstable world, better, and more dramatically unstable.

Because we can.


CHAPTER THREE: HOW THE DEAL WENT DOWN


Sephiroth sat contently on the helicopter with Genesis pressed firmly at his side. He didn't like the interruption when he was in his office earlier but it worked out well in the end.

He had his mind full of thoughts of what he planned to do to Genesis when there was an unsightly interruption.

"Pardon."

Genesis froze as he recognized the voice. The kiss that fogged his mind was broken off sharply and Genesis had turned to see the troll standing at the door, looking at them over her glasses and hardly giving the impression that she was disturbed over the interruption.

"What the hell do you want?" he hissed at her and gripped onto Sephiroth's shoulder tightly. He wanted her gone as quickly as possible. "Bitch," he added for good measure.

"I apologize for interrupting you, but the Vice President, Mr. Rufus ShinRa would like to talk to you." Gertrude didn't look like she felt sorry for that at all.

Sephiroth clenched his jaw in frustration. He could not ignore this. Why did it have to be now?! "Give me a moment."

She nodded curtly and left the room to give Rufus a plausible excuse for the long wait.

Sephiroth leaned back in his chair and pushed Genesis off his lap in a rough manner, zipping up his pants. "Get out." This day couldn't get ANY worse! He didn't want to deal with the damn brat, he wanted to fuck Genesis but no one cared and there was no one he could vent his anger on, which made him even more testy.

"Damn brat," Genesis muttered as he recovered from nearly falling to the floor. He was finally getting some and then he was interrupted. This was the reason they needed to get away. So they could stop being interrupted. "Damn troll, too."

He looked over to Sephiroth who had his brows furrowed and his hand clenched on the desk and wasn't mad at his rough treatment. By now Genesis understood that it was how Sephiroth dealt with things, even if it was annoying as all hell.

"Maybe we can leave a day early?" Genesis hoped. He hoped that they could get an extra day away. That would really help Sephiroth chill out.

"Pack your things. We'll leave right after this meeting. I'll get you in an hour."

Sephiroth was done with this shit. He needed that vacation. And sex. Lots and lots of sex.

Reaching for the intercom, he ordered his PA to lead Rufus inside and to order a chopper and a hotel room at the Golden Saucer. She seemed a bit confused but didn't ask questions. That's why he had employed her and kept her despite Genesis' constant complaints and bitching.

Genesis grinned and didn't say anything. He liked it when Sephiroth got authoritative. It was wonderful and leaving early was the best thought he could have planted in the silver haired man's mind.

Sephiroth was easy to manipulate when he was sexually frustrated.

Upon entering Rufus glared at Genesis who glared back at him. 'What the hell is his problem,' he wondered but then realized that he didn't care.

Unfazed Rufus walked into the great General's office to see him looking quite angry behind his desk. Not that he really cared. Sephiroth had a lot of explaining to do.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Sephiroth slowly arched his brow into a perfect bow. His expression turned just a notch more sour as he stood to his imposing height and towered over The Brat in a not quite threatening manner. Rufus may be the vice president but Sephiroth could turn him into a bloody smear on the wall in a matter of seconds and the brat ought not to forget this. Especially when Sephiroth's patience was worn paper thin. Like it was now.

"Keep your tone in check. You are not in the barracks but in my office and I have turned countries into smoldering pieces of shit for less. So you show me some respect or I will show you the door and have your father spank your impertinent ass you spoiled runt." - was what he would have loved to tell the brat. Instead he caught the blonde's gaze and stared him down, delivering the message with a barely hidden scowl.

"Rufus. Sit."

Rufus didn't like being told what to do, but he supposed he should. Thus he reluctantly sat down in the chair in front of Sephiroth's desk and kept his back straight and his face in a frown. He was going to get answers from the silver haired man and they better be the answers that he wanted.

"Why do you keep taking my Turk recruits!?" He snapped. Might as well get to the point. Rufus didn't want to dally here. "Every time that I get a promising Turk, they get pulled into the ranks of your SOLDIERs! Without going through the proper process of ensuring that they are not earmarked for the Turks! It is hard enough to get people to join without you sniping them out from under me."

Sephiroth sat down as well, putting his fingertips together and remaining unfazed at the accusations. "That is a matter you want to discuss with Director Lazard. He is responsible for choosing potential recruits. I train them." He leaned back, scrutinizing the haughty blond with a calculated look. "Besides, I thought you appreciated our work at SOLDIER. I heard you are an admirer of my training methods." The comment hinted at Rufus' relationship with a certain SOLDIER Second Class, which was supposed to be a secret. It wasn't a secret to Sephiroth and he had trained Kunsel, too. The man was average where his combat skills were concerned but apparently he had other abilities that Rufus appreciated just as much. This was a clear warning; if Rufus kept pissing Sephiroth off the President would get to know about this embarrassing liaison.

It was hard to refrain from wiggling under his gaze but Rufus was used to being under Tseng's stare so he could handle Sephiroth's. "You're the one that makes the recommendations and are screwing things up. When they are marked, I want you to back off."

There was no way in hell that Rufus would talk to Lazard. Ever since he stole Tseng from him he did not want anything to do with that man. More than usual. He hated him with a passion that was stronger than his hate for his father.

"And tell that to Lazard." Rufus spoke through clenched teeth. "You have as much a say as he does. Don't you try to pull wool over my eyes? I know the working of this company better than any of you."

"SOLDIER has priority over Turk recruiting. If that is not to your liking you may speak to the president. My job is to select SOLDIER material and that is what I will continue to do. Your Head Turk is responsible for selecting your recruits, if he is otherwise occupied that is not my problem. I do not see how this is in any way related to me." Sephiroth did not back down. He wouldn't let this kid tell him how to do his job. Tseng was the one who could lay claim to a recruit joining the ranks of the Turks rather than SOLDIER and Sephiroth would have discussed it with the man like adults. But Rufus storming his office like a three year old demanding his toys was just ridiculous. And what was Rufus to do? He had no leverage on Sephiroth.

"I need you to cooperate!" Rufus snapped. He felt like he was losing control. It was hard for him to admit that he really didn't know what was happening beneath him. Tseng no longer talked to him about what was really going on. He didn't like that at all. Tseng had him doing reports that dealt with AVALANCHE and troop deployment in Wutaii.

It was important stuff, yes, but there was still so much going on that he was not a part of! He was supposed to be the Vice President of the company and he was going to take over one day. He didn't like all the secrets in the background. Kunsel seemed to know more than he did and that was even more frustrating.

"I can make it worth your while."

Rufus had a card to play and it would be costly - literally - with Sephiroth. The man already had a lot of money. But he was confident that Sephiroth needed funding for something.

"What do you want funded?"

"I don't need anything funded," Sephiroth replied curtly, enjoying the momentary look of frustration on Rufus' face. The man looked tired, too.

"I need something else, though. I need you to restructure office affairs. It is highly inefficient for SOLDIERs First Class to spend fourty percent of their time on paperwork that can be handled and delegated to someone else. The Turks and SOLDIERs Second Class, for example."

Rufus was a bit taken aback. Sephiroth didn't want him to buy anything? Having Turks do more paperwork? He didn't know if he could get Tseng to do that but it didn't make sense for Firsts to spend so much time doing such work. They were fighters, not bureaucrats, whereas the Turks were good at sorting information. This may be a good idea.

He would have to think of a plan to sell it to Tseng, though. The less the SOLDIERs knew about some of the operations the better it would be. After all, it wasn't good to have big lunks asking questions about things that they had no right to ask about.

Humming, Rufus rubbed his chin and leaned back in his chair. "That makes a lot more sense," he said and looked to the General. "It will take a while as offices will be needed to be set up but I am sure it can be done. As long as you pay attention to those that we are recruiting. Especially the sharp shooters."

"Fine. We have an agreement then. While you arrange for the restructuring I will take a break from work. I am certain that is in your interest." If Sephiroth wasn't working then he couldn't snatch away Rufus' precious recruits.

"A break? Where are you going?" Rufus perked up at the thought of that. With Sephiroth gone he could ensure that the recruiting was not disturbed and sorted out without interference. Also, he was not aware that there was any sort of trips planned for the SOLDIER, so he was curious.

"I am going on vacation. Somewhere." Rufus needn't know the details or else he might get the bright idea of trying to reach Sephiroth at the Golden Saucer to make more demands. And speaking of the Golden Saucer...

"If that is all then." Sephiroth got up. "I need to pack."

"Vacation?" Rufus frowned. "Well, that is rather abrupt? Did you piss off Lazard again to get him to send you away?" He remembered that the last vacation that they were sent on was because of the fact that Sephiroth and Genesis were busy making a gay spectacle of themselves.

But recently Rufus had heard nothing about any spectacles.

Tseng was really leaving him in the dark about things!

"No. I did not piss off Lazard. I'm just suffocating on paperwork, I didn't sleep longer than 3 hours the last two months, I have to partake in useless meetings because it looks good to have me sitting there, I didn't have sex in over a week and when I'm just about to get laid I get interrupted by arrogant snots who bother me with their unimportant problems and I'm just this short of snapping and breaking someone's neck." Sephiroth paused, giving Rufus a cool look from above. "I am going on vacation, because I deserve it."

Rufus was taken aback. "Well. Then," he cleared his throat and stood up. "Have a good vacation then."

He didn't want to be anywhere around where Sephiroth was going to snap. He would ask Kunsel if he knew anything else that was going on as he seemed to know a lot about what was going on.

"I will work with Tseng and the others to ensure that your paperwork and meeting load is reduced before you return... and that would be?" Rufus queried, straightening out his suit and brushing of imaginary dust.

'Whenever I don't feel like snapping anymore and the paperwork problem is being taken care of' Sephiroth thought, rolling his eyes. "One and a half weeks." He walked around his desk to walk Rufus to the door a bit forcefully. He wanted the man to leave and he didn't want to do any more of that social small talk crap. From the corner of his eye he could see Genesis suppressing his laughter and glared back at the redhead. At least one of them found this amusing.

Rufus found himself in the entrance staring at his secretary before he could even ask anymore questions. He walked with his head high as he went to find Tseng.

Chuckling, Genesis walked up beside Sephiroth and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "Let's pack and before Lazard hunts us down for something else."

"I'll fetch you in an hour, just like I said. Be ready then." Sephiroth grabbed a feel of that squeezable ass, before he went back to his desk to clean it up. "And don't forget the nurse costume."

Genesis flinched as his ass was squeezed but didn't protest as he moved away from him. "Everything will be packed and ready to go in no time at all."

It was a good day to be a General and it was a going to be the best two weeks (not the week and a half that he alluded to) of his life. No work. Only play, sex, games, unfortunately a play, and food. He wrapped his arms around Genesis and smelled his hair. Yes, it was going to be good to be away from Shin-Ra. He felt a lot more relaxed the further away he got from Midgar.


Finally updated...

Sorry folks. I'm a horrible, horrible person.