Chapter 6

~+*Fading Memories*+~

"Remember Vincent, I love you... I never stopped."

Could it be him?

Vincent bit his lips nervously, his eyes narrowed worriedly. If whatever he saw in himself were real, then Sephiroth would really be the one to unlock his memories? Genesis doesn't know that he remembers everything. From the moment Lucrecia brought Sephiroth into this world and the destruction of Sephiroth once again when Geostigma attacked the people. Vincent may not be brooding and emotional and all but he was and is still the same Vincent. The same raven haired man who will never back down from a fight if he knew the it was inevitable. Vincent took a deep breath and his right hand on the door formed into a knuckle as he got ready for the change of his life.

Right at the moment the first hit sounded through the silent corridor, the door immediately opened and the Turk found himself staring into emerald green orbs. Sephiroth was naked torso up and tiny droplets of water slid down his well toned body, a slightly damp white towel draped across his shoulder. Vincent's breath got stuck halfway out of his lungs as he paused in shock and dumbfounded at the sudden unpreparedness. The soldier smile softly and reached up with his right hand to caress Vincent's face. His touch was soft and caring, almost seemed like he was afraid that Vincent would break.

"If you keep making that face, I may kiss you right here."

Vincent snapped out from his pause and shot backwards as if Sephiroth's touch were hot burning iron. The soldier frowned and stepped aside and gave Vincent a motion to come in. Reluctantly the raven haired male took a cautious step and then another until he found himself in Sephiroth's chambers. A feeling of familiarity struck him. He was here before... then he turned and saw the door leading into Sephiroth's bedroom. Usually if he were not so emotionally distraught, dear Vincent wouldn't even think of anything else but push Sephiroth on the couch and interrogate him until the fella spills the bean but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. As he entered the bedroom, Sephiroth's familiar scent assaulted his senses. It was a mixture of Victorian Rose and pinewood. He felt emotions spilling into him suddenly and unaware of the onslaught of waves he unconsciously wrapped his arms around himself protectively while standing at the doorway.

Sephiroth on the other hand curiously observed Vincent as the man seems to be ignoring him whether on purpose or anything, he didn't know. But when the man he loved looked so broken in his own bedroom, he knew that Vincent had his memories back. He also knew Vincent was drawn to the scent in his bedroom because that scent was the same one from Vincent's coffin. Sephiroth took the liberty to subscribe to fresh Victorian Roses whom a lady from the market would offer to him every few days when he passes by the market and invested in pinewood furnitures. The silver head Soldier walked over to Vincent then encircled his arms around the said man. Surprisingly, he didn't flinch nor break away. Adding to Sephiroth's shock, Vincent turned and hugged Sephiroth back.

"This is shit. No, this is worse than shit. Why?"

Vincent mumbled into Sephiroth's naked chest. He didn't know why but it was so right, in Sephiroth's arms and hugging him in his own room. Even if his heart betrayed his thoughts, Vincent's brain told him that he had feelings for Genesis but this thing he had with Sephiroth was real and the fact that he didn't know how deep his feelings ran. It was so confusing and his brain hurts from thinking too much. As Minerva had summoned him and re-wired his brain, now his life is turned upside down. The best part was that he had two very strong and very aggressive Soldiers hot on his feelings and on the other hand the life stream is in shit as well.

"I don't know, but I do know I love you and I will not let you go. Not again, not ever."

Sephiroth whispered into Vincent's hair, just loud enough for him to hear. The raven haired Turk tightened his hug then look up into Sephiroth's eyes.

"How sure are you?"

Genesis's heart was slowly breaking as he watched Vincent run out of the room. He considered running after his best friend but he really really didn't want to know where the man headed too because deep inside he knew where his love was running off too. It's just that better to not know the full truth to avoid the pain. He ran his fingers through his hair and collapsed onto Vincent's bed. Inhaling the scent left behind by the owner, the red haired Soldier clenched the sheets and retreated to the back of his mind.

"Genesis! Check this out!" Vincent grinned and then pointed to a pack of gorgeous ladies. Apparently one of them caught Vincent pointing at them and alerted her mates. The college boy narrowed his eyes sexily and waggled his eye brow, the girls giggled and winked at him.

Frankly at the moment Genesis didn't know why but he felt jealous. A sudden pang of alienated feeling just assaulted his brain and he did what he thought was most sane. Genesis turned to the girls and did a motion of greeting with his hand. His best friend laughed at him and gave him a nice hit on the shoulder as one of the girls known as Natalie, apparently Vincent found her the most attractive one gave him her number and told him to call her that night.

He didn't have an intent to even get to know the girl but Vincent had other ideas. That sneaky bastard stole his phone and dropped a quick sms to Natalie to meet him at his house and even had the galls to give her his address. The best part was Genesis was unaware of everything until 10 minutes before she arrived at his house, Vincent gave him a call and told him everything which almost resulted him in grabbing the nearest object possible and march over to Vincent's house to smash it into his thick skull.

Then again why not enjoy Natalie's company? She was quite pretty, and one with a tight and highly defined body. This was also another way of getting back at Vincent for setting him up anyway so that night, he took Natalie out to dinner, brought her to a hotel and screwed her into the bed. However he made sure to delete his number on her phone and his address as well while she slept on the bed, then he left abruptly. He felt that he should have enjoyed that sex but then it just doesn't feel right. He felt something was missing even though she was really experienced in all sorts of nonsense on the bed.

The red head wandered aimlessly until he found himself walking towards Vincent's house. He stood outside and wondered why the hell did he appear here? What business did he had with business to unconsciously walk here? Genesis heaved himself up the porch roof and then leaped towards Vincent's bedroom window stealthily. The stupid man forgot to lock his window again... Genesis mused. He entered the room and spotted Vincent spread out on his queen size bed, half naked and truly delectable. The man slapped himself mentally for the last response his brain registered but before he could exact his revenge on Vincent which involved permanent marker and his pale face, Genesis was entranced.

His friend's hair was splayed over the pillow, contrasting against the white sheet like black strands of silk flowing on white silhouettes. Genesis always complained how pale Vincent was and would force him to sun tan but the man would always end up with a sun burn and after a few days he would end up back at square one if not even paler. So he gave up, but now he was glad Vincent's paleness stayed because in the moonlight he looked absolutely ethereal innocent. Genesis edged closer and stared into Vincent's face, having the strong urge to kiss the man.

Closer, he leaned as the curtains billow lightly from the spring wind.

Genesis snapped out of his thoughts when a gust of air swept into the room through the open windows. He looked up into the horizon, the sun lowering itself halfway down the plate. There's no use mourning, the man thought to himself as he heaved himself up from the bed and stood on his feet. He didn't know what Sephiroth and Vincent had between them but he knew that both himself and Sephiroth have one target in common; Vincent.

And he wasn't going to stand there let himself burn away.

"How sure are you?"

Sephiroth glared into the space behind Vincent and tightened his hold on the man he was holding. Almost possessively protective, Sephiroth cocked Vincent's chin up and glared into those ruby red eyes and pushed his face close to the raven haired Turk; his breath ghosting over Vincent's lips.

"I am very very sure."

With that he kissed Vincent deeply, shoving all thoughts of courting and teasing the man. The Turk threw all cautions to the wind and reached up to bury his fingers into those long silver strands of silk, pulling Sephiroth closer to him. How can something be so wrong yet felt so right? He always knew Sephiroth was watching him before and he resented it. But deep in himself he knew that he didn't mind. Sephiroth's ghostly presence was appreciated but not entirely welcomed either.

The sunset rays penetrate through the reinforce glass of Sephiroth's bed room, illuminating their moments of intimacy. Vincent battled for dominance as he battled Sephiroth's tongue, but the man was much bigger than him in width but only slightly in height. However Vincent wasn't weak either. The raven beauty pushed Sephiroth towards the bed and as the silver head man hit the foot of the bed, he took the opportunity to pull Vincent down with him and with agility he turned the tables around. Vincent found himself trapped underneath Sephiroth, silver hair raining down on him like waterfall. The emerald eyes gazed deeply into ruby orbs as he inched closer and toughed their foreheads together.

"I will never let you go, you may run or you may not choose me in the end but how I feel will never change. Those days I stare at you while you stay suspended into that monstrosity of a contraption Hojo subjected you to will never change the way how I feel about you."

Vincent's heart jumped in his chest, in anticipation but his heart clenched as memories of Hojo torturing Sephiroth with mako treatment and his own torment as well. Sephiroth caressed Vincent's face, now tinged orange as the sun reflected against their pale skin. With every word, Sephiroth pressed a kiss on Vincent' face.

"I may not be able to chase your nightmares away"

A kiss to the forehead

"I may not be able to save you from your destruction"

A kiss to the side of his temple

"I may not be able to stop you from seeing your past nor what you will see in the future"

A kiss to each of his eyes

"But let me tell you this. You are my breath,"

A kiss to his nose

"And you are my heart"

A kiss to his lips

"And I will never let you go nor let anyone steal you away from me. Not again, not ever." Sephiroth said possessively as he claimed Vincent's lips again in ferocity. With every claim, the raven haired man's heart bled slowly. He didn't know why but it hurts so much to see pain and angst in Sephiroth's eyes. How can one be so strong, beautiful and weak at the same time? Vincent closed his eyes and surrendered himself entirely to Sephiroth.

But the said man had something else on mind. The Silver haired soldier cupped Vincent's face in his hand and lightly pecked his lips. Reluctantly he got off Vincent and instead opt to lie beside the man as he held the man in his arms. Sephiroth was contented that way, for now. Sex could wait; he really did not want to take advantage of the man when he is in a state of emotional dismay.

"I believe, you came here for a reason." Sephiroth said while he stared into the sunset.

Vincent came to his senses and sighed. Mentally steeling himself, he was praying to dear Gaia he hoped he lived through this whole ordeal.

"I think I have feelings for Genesis."

Sephiroth's body tensed and Vincent felt it.

"but I also do not know what is this feeling I have for you.."

The soldier relaxed somewhat but was somewhat still tense. Vincent was nervous, because Sephiroth had not replied him or did anything to him besides tensing up.

"Sleep now Vincent, stay with me for tonight. Rest assured, I will not let you go."

The silver head General pulled Vincent to his chest and spooned him on the bed.

Vincent wandered in a forest, the trees were really really tall and with his Turk knowledge he knew he wasn't anywhere near Midgar, or the Slums either. It looked like the outskirts of nowhere because he found himself in a tropical rain forest. Small tiny orbs shine around him, he reached out to touch it but as soon as he made contact the small floating orbs would disintegrate. Aimlessly he trudge through the trees and bushes, following the trail of yellow glowing orbs and then found his way to a clearing. The clearing wasn't big, but it was indeed weird because there was a big crater in the middle of the forest. However the aura around the place was familiar, it was as if he had this feeling before...

What was it?

A barren of fallen warriors..

A purple orb appeared from the middle of the crater and started to float its way to Vincent. It hovered close then suddenly a gruesome face of a monster Vincent had never seen or heard before flashed into his mind.

Vincent woke up gasping for air as he jolted awake and gasped for air. Beads of sweat drip down his face as he relieve through the vivid dream. Strong arms encircle his waist and he found himself sprawled over Sephiroth's naked chest. The silver haired warrior hugged Vincent to his chest and kissed his hair.

"Sleep Vincent. I'm here for you.. I won't let them hurt you."

A/N: I'm not sure this chapter turned out okay or not, cause I put it in to develop Vince and Seph's relationship while giving you guys an insight of Gen and Vin's midsummer dream. ;)

Hope you enjoyed this chapter although it is kinda short compared to my earlier chapters. Haven't been writing or reading anything lately so it was kinda awkward when I wrote this cuz I could imagine it perfectly in my brain but I just can't seem to describe it unfortunately.

A promise of more action next chapter! I'm moving on with the main storyline next chappie ;)

Next update: 10/12/2010