A.N: Woo, another quick update! Truth be told- I had so many different things planned for this chapter, but it all just came out as written here LOL! Also, I am currently really nervous about a job interview I have tomorrow, so I decided to work on this chapter just to keep my mind all happy and active. Thank you so much, Ninja and Womble for your beautiful, fantastic and amazing reviews! And thank you to the new followers and favouriters! :) I love you all! You guys inspire me to write more of this beautiful story! Also, it's kind of shameful to admit but I believe that this is the longest story I have ever posted on O_O YAY?! LOL
I hope you all enjoy this chapter- it's the PARTAY! It's heavy on fluff towards the end... and hints of momentary yaoi just because I needed to emphasise that someone isn't as saintly as we like to think he is ;)
Okay- on with the story! :D
Edited: 17/02/2015
Chapter Eight-
Maya frowned as she stared at the unfamiliar woman looking back at her with wide, terrified eyes. Dark, smoky eyes and red lipstick as bright as her baby brother's hair was not what she had expected when Olivia had offered to provide Maya with a complete make-over for the party. Glancing down at her outfit, she couldn't help but blush as she quickly looked away from the sight of her pale, uncovered- yet barely-there collar bones. Maya had never felt so fat and gross in her entire life! She's always felt safe underneath her over-sized lab coat and her loose fitting blouse and black slacks. Tonight, however, there would be no chance of covering herself up if Olivia had anything to do with it.
It was Saturday evening and the small, doe-eyed blonde 'miracle-worker' (dubbed by Ms. Jennings on her own accord) was busy in the Sinclairs' bathroom, applying the 'finishing touches' to her already flawless, tan complexion. Maya felt her heart beat quicken as she inwardly panicked about her physical appearance. Olivia had assured her that she looked stunning and amazeballs, but Maya couldn't help but feel that the small woman was obligated to say nice things to her because of some unspoken girl-code. The pudgy brunette heaved a forlorn sigh and tore her gaze from the reflection of the dress draped over her body in the mirror and practically fell on her butt, her bed cushioning her fall. Running her hands over the black mesh material overlaying the peach coloured gown, Maya quickly retracted her hands and settled for holding her arms to her chest.
The psychologist's eyes watered and her heart's rapid pace made is somewhat difficult for her to breathe as she pinched the soft flesh underneath her fingers. Oh, she felt so disgusting and inadequate and she just wanted to stay at home and raid Reno's junk food drawer and hope she died of a heart attack from consuming all the fatty snacks and sugary confectionary. It would be much better than being the awkward, fat wall flower at a hip and happening party.
"Yo, Maya! Do I look sexy, or what?" Reno's cocky drawl entered her ears, snapping her out of her self-loathing. Clearing her throat and willing herself to calm down, she forced herself to look up at her brother and found herself smiling softly at the handsome red-head standing at her bedroom door.
"Oh, Reno… come here sweetie," Maya cooed, absolutely smitten by the smart picture Reno's tame appearance painted. Wearing a simple ensemble of black tailored pants, a crimson, cuffed long-sleeve shirt and a black button-up vest, Reno looked like a stylish male model, possibly from Costa del Sol. Standing up- albeit a little wobbly from her strappy, black sandal heels- Maya crossed the short distance Reno had left between them and reached up to straighten his adorable bow-tie. After finishing her little task, she stepped backwards and smiled up at him with genuine glee in her dark, warm eyes. Reno grinned back, a slight blush working its way up his neck and to his cheeks.
"Do I have somethin' on my face?" Reno asked awkwardly as Maya stared up at him in content awe. Snapping out of her daze at his question, Maya quickly shook her head, leaving a few of her well placed wavy bangs askew across her cheeks. Not really caring at that particular moment, Maya opened up her arms for a hug- to which Reno immediately conceded. The young psychologist sighed as Reno nestled his chin on her shoulder, leaning down in order to do so due to the height difference. "You're my special girl, ya know that right?" Reno whispered quietly, almost to the point that Maya didn't catch his words. However, she did, and she beamed as she nodded quietly before replying back to his oft-spoken question.
"I know… I love you too sweetie," Maya pulled back, clearing her throat from the emotional embrace before setting a blinding grin on her plum, red lips. "Now, how about we go and have some fun!" Reno grinned back and grabbed his older sister's hand, ready to drag her out of their apartment and towards the company car he'd been given as part of his promotion. Gasping at his over-zealousness, Maya squeezed his hand, catching his attention. Lobbing a slightly concerned look at her, he stopped in his tracks.
"You okay sis?" He inquired cautiously. Maya nodded, glancing up at him with amusement in her features.
"As well as I can be. It's just that… Olivia's still not done," Maya replied. Reno rolled his eyes as he let out an exasperated sigh. Letting go of his sister's clammy hand, he moved to walk past Maya and towards the bathroom where Olivia was taking her sweet time to get ready. With an impatient frown fixed on the teen Turk's face, he pounded forcefully on the door. Maya winced as she heard a high pitched yelp resonate from within.
"What?" Olivia barked from within, sounding completely frustrated. Reno threw a slightly worried Maya a look of disbelief before gesturing at the door.
"Don't 'what' me, Ollie! What the hell are ya doin' in there? Watchin' your leg hair grow?" Maya winced again as an absolutely feral growl resonated from the bathroom before the lock clicked and an absolutely stunning -yet angry- looking woman dressed in a short, strapless black cocktail mini-dress. Her straightened blonde hair was collected at the base of her neck in a loose pony tail with her neat side fringe complimenting her small, pixie-like face. Her brown eyes were wide- and a little annoyed- with her make-up looking absolutely natural. Maya frowned at this- she would have preferred that style to what Olivia had done to her face. Shaking the doubtful thoughts from her mind, Maya beamed at the newly emerged woman.
"Wow, you look amazing!" Maya exclaimed excitedly. Forgetting her annoyance, Olivia grinned back at the excited introvert before her as she quickly stepped forward in her silver stilettos to grab Maya's hand and lead her out the door. Reno rolled his eyes at the two older women and made sure his keys were still in his pocket before he trailed after the two chattering women, a small smile finding its way to his lips as he watched his older sister's long gown swish elegantly as she walked.
She'd always be his special girl- no matter what.
Standing with a glass of malt scotch in his gloved hand, Genesis scowled at the people merrily carrying on their conversations around him. Decked out in a slim-fit maroon suit and plain, black dress-shirt, Genesis was drawing all kinds of attention. At that very moment, a woman from the Department of Urban Planning and Development (Genesis wasn't sure what she actually did there) was clinging onto his left arm, giggling intermittently as Zack and Angeal partook in a comical conversation about Zack's last trip to Icicle Inn with his family.
"You're kidding. There's no way you're still alive if you ran into five trees at that speed!" Angeal chuckled loudly. Kunsel shook his head, his shaggy brown hair falling into his surprisingly mesmerising eyes. Genesis scoffed at the thought.
'Better not let that one slip around Reno, or else he'd have a field day with that particular opinion of mine," Genesis thought to himself. Zack squawked at something Angeal had said at that moment, however he didn't catch exactly what had been said since the annoying woman clinging to his arm tugged at him like he was wedged between a concrete wall and a train. Which he was not. He was merely trying to enjoy one of his three allocated drinks for the evening.
Genesis scowled at the mental reminder of his 'limitation'. If he thought that turning up to the party would be good for him, he has obviously thought wrong.
"What?" Genesis asked sharply. The woman pouted and pointed towards the entrance.
"I really feel like letting off some steam. Maybe heading out to the balcony would be suitable..." she trailed off, a strangely hopeful look on her face as she seemed to lean closer to the Crimson Commander. Genesis leaned backwards, feeling somewhat disgusted at the proximity of the trashy woman. He was actually starting to feel sorry for himself, despite presuming that the woman trying to sexually harass him with her lips and body was the type of lady he'd usually have no qualms in messing with. Genesis smirked at this before quickly zoning back into the situation at hand. Everyone else was still absorbed in Angeal and Zack's lively banter, so what Genesis was about to say wouldn't scar the skanky woman for her whole social life… unfortunately. Not bothering to look up from his drink, he began his back handed insult.
"Well, don't stay around on my account. My arm's getting tired from supporting all of your weight. Hopefully you exercise a little more courtesy with the unfortunate soul you sink your claws into on the balcony," Genesis stated, his voice taking on a bored lilt. The woman looked up at him, with her heavily made-up eyes wide in shock before she let go of the Commander's arm like it was on fire (chances were that it probable was-knowing his track record) and sauntered off with as much dignity a skank such as herself could muster up.
Genesis sighed. He was being unfair… she was the skanky daughter of some poor set of souls. He'd probably find out who they are and send them his condolences for spawning that unfortunate burden…
After spending a few short moments sipping his first drink of the night, he was slightly upset to see that it was already finished. Frowning slightly, Genesis set the glass down on the bar and let his eyes wander around the elegant room. Just before his gaze drifted past the buffet table (oh goodness, the buffet table), his eyes were drawn to the Silver General's extremely awkward positioning near the assortment of cutlery and napkins. Raising an eyebrow, Genesis decided to approach the suited perfection, if only to get a rise out of the impassive man.
After a few moments of angrily wrestling his way through a cheery, dancing crowd, Genesis raised his gloved hand in a lazy salute. Sephiroth merely nodded before gazing out into the distance, looking dazed next to the cutlery and napkins. Feeling awkward, Genesis opened his mouth to say something. However, the soft baritone that cut him off gave away the fact that Sephiroth had beaten him to the chase. Quickly shutting his mouth, he turned to watch his dear rival speak what may have been potential words of wisdom (because all the drivel that fell out of Sephiroth's perfect lips had to be the wisest words anyone had ever had the pleasure of hearing… ugh!)
Genesis internally reprimanded himself for crudely being an arrogant dickhead. Turning his full attention on the Silver General, Genesis tilted his head, hoping he looked the part of an interested listener.
"I've been here since the party commenced. I have not found any apt company, so I must thank you for joining me Genesis," Sephiroth stated, almost robotically. Genesis suppressed a shiver and nodded before gesturing at the cutlery on the table directly behind them.
"Is the cutlery section of the buffet line the best point of vantage in the room, General?" Genesis quipped, half sarcastic and half serious. You never knew with Sephiroth- the man was a social disaster.
Not that being a notorious pyromaniac was any better…
Sephiroth merely chose to level Genesis with a dry look before shaking his head, his long silver tied and braided down his back. Genesis withheld the strong urge to tug on the long braid and opted to shove his hands in his pockets, where they were safer and well behaved.
"I hope you are joking about that. Anyone with eyes could see this spot is terrible for surveying one's surroundings," Sephiroth stated seriously. Genesis blinked at Sephiroth's reply, not having anything to say to that.
Noting the awkward silence surrounding the two famous SOLDIERs, Genesis was about to silently take his leave when Sephiroth let out an uncharacteristic gasp.
Quickly glancing at the Silver General, Genesis caught his green, feline gaze following a figure in the crowd. Following Sephiroth's awestruck gaze, Genesis' own mouth immediately dropped towards the floor as he spied a… pleasantly strange looking Maya standing next to quite a classy, small woman. Beside them stood a bored looking Reno who appeared to be on the receiving end of a lecture by a uniform-clad Tseng. Genesis shook his head, feeling real pity for the red-head; Reno couldn't catch a break even at his own celebratory party.
Letting his gaze fall back on the strange sight that was Maya in a dress, Genesis found himself feeling quite warm despite the cool air-conditioning permeating the humid air. Reaching a gloved hand up to loosen his black and white tie, he barely caught what Sephiroth had been saying.
"… she's looks exquisite." Sephiroth breathed beside him. Genesis immediately whirled on the Silver General, feeling a surge of protectiveness for the lab-rat. Sharply poking Sephiroth's bicep, Genesis caught the taller man's attention.
"Who do you think you're drooling over, General?" Genesis sneered. Sephiroth's eyes widened in surprise a he took a small step back from the temperamental Commander.
"I was not aware that there was digestive discharge being excreted from my oral cavity," Sephiroth hurriedly stated, visibly distressed at the thought of drooling in public. Genesis raised his eyebrows despite his initial anger at the man as the Silver General haphazardly groped for some napkins before promptly rubbing at the corners of his lips with a frown planted firmly on his face.
Genesis would have face-palmed had it not been for the pressing matter of finding out whether Sephiroth was messing around with his office-mate!
"Oh, for the Goddess' sake! Don't look at Maya with those lecherous eyes of yours. General or not- I will skin you alive!" Genesis declared, his voice low and menacing. Sephiroth glared at Genesis as the shorter man finished his threat.
"I do not and will never look upon any woman with lecherous eyes," Sephiroth leaned close to Genesis, so that their noses were nearly touching. Not one to back down, Genesis glared up right into Sephiroth's blazing eyes. "And as lovely as Maya looks tonight, my eyes have been drawn to another." Sephiroth finished casually, his eyes still flaring with outrage. Genesis relaxed slightly, breathing softly onto Sephiroth's pale cheek as the taller man's words registered in his mind.
My eyes have been drawn to another…
Genesis' eyes widened as he stumbled backwards in shock of the General's casual revelation.
"You… you're interested in someone!" Genesis exclaimed loudly, pointing dramatically at Sephiroth, who began to squirm uncomfortably on his spot as a few curious heads turned in his direction. Scowling at the dramatic auburn-headed man, Sephiroth stepped forward and seized Genesis' arm before dragging him towards the men's bathroom.
The last coherent sound Genesis could remember hearing before being shoved into a men's room cubicle with a panicked Sephiroth following close behind was a suspiciously high-pitched wolf-whistle…
Maya's eyes widened as she watched Sephiroth drag a dramatic Genesis into the men's room. Olivia let out a loud, high pitched wolf-whistle before screaming out a rumour that would haunt the two SOLDIERs for the rest of their careers.
"Seph's gonna bone Gen tonight!" Olivia screeched, inciting loud wolf-whistles and cat-calls from the surrounding crowd. Frowning in distaste, Maya pulled herself away from Olivia's grasp and promptly wrestled her way out of the centre of the crowd and towards a suitable area to sit.
Maya let a tear slip out of her eye as she yawned tiredly and registered just how much her feet were aching. Running a hand through her stiff hair- thanks to the wonders of hair spray- she felt some comfort come back to her when her bangs weren't making a nuisance of themselves, ticking her cheeks every time she made a slight movement. Tiredly rubbing at her eyes- completely forgetting about the make-up on her face- Maya yawned again miserably. Fishing her PHS out of her borrowed clutch, she noted that it was still early.
10:47 pm.
Sighing forlornly, Maya let a few more tired tears leak from her eyes before she slumped in her seat and opted to close her eyes for a little while.
'Just until I feel better…' Maya reasoned with herself before she drifted off into a restless sleep, despite the loud music shaking up the room around her.
Genesis listened to Sephiroth methodically ramble on about what had happened the evening before at his office and the continuation of said events at Maya's place of all places. Genesis reigned in his anger, opting to hear the confused man out before he tore the guy to pieces in a toilet cubicle. Then again… Sephiroth could easily turn the whole ordeal and blast Genesis with his own fist of fury.
Genesis zoned back into Sephiroth's story just as he was going into detail about some flower. Genesis raised a hand, halting Sephiroth's speech immediately. The younger man stared across the toilet at Genesis who was leaning on the other side of the cramped cubicle, with a bemused grin on his face.
"What is it?" Sephiroth inquired, his breath hitching slightly. Genesis chuckled slightly before adjusting his footing before he stared right into the General's eyes.
"I must ask: why did you gift your secretary with a flower in the first place?" Sephiroth sighed at this, raising a hand to scratch at the back of his neck almost bashfully.
"Dr. Sinclair advised me that performing one good deed a day would help with my anti-social tendencies," Sephiroth stated simply. Genesis nodded, seeing flashes of a curvaceous Maya Sinclair walking through the rag-tag party crowd- looking absolutely miserable. Blinking rapidly to clear the mental picture, Genesis turned his head back up to Sephiroth, who stood awkwardly still, waiting for a response.
Genesis sighed and raised an eyebrow at the younger man.
"Of all the flowers to hand to her, you had to pick the one that symbolised eternal love, didn't you?" Sephiroth scowled at Genesis' sarcastic tone. Crossing his arms securely against his chest, the silver-haired man shook his head slightly as he addressed the older man across from him.
"I was not aware that red tulips signified—" Sephiroth's angry retort was cut short by a familiar, annoying PHS ring tone. Genesis raised his eyebrows as Sephiroth promptly fished the communication device from his back pocket and flipped it open. "What is it Fair?" Sephiroth asked, clearly not in the mood for nonsense as his problem still wasn't resolved and his difficult questions about Olivia and his own frightening physiological symptoms that came to rise from the thought of her were still a complete mystery to him.
Genesis watched as Sephiroth's face morphed from annoyed, to concerned, to absolutely horrified in the span of mere seconds before he quickly shut his PHS and unlocked the cubicle, shoving Genesis out in the process. Groaning in slightly protest, Genesis let Sephiroth drag him back out into the party, his curiosity about what could have possibly brought upon such a terrified look on Sephiroth's fearless facial features (could facial features be fearless?) overpowering his need to hold dominance over the younger and seemingly more successful man.
Genesis soon got his answers, adopting the same shocked and horrified look Sephiroth's face still held, as they spotted Angeal and Zack singing to each other in a drunken stupor as they clumsily slow danced amongst a cheering crowd of spectators. Genesis spotted Sephiroth's receptionist looking flushed as she cat-called while attempting to chug down two tequila shots simultaneously.
"Oh~ this friendship! I will never let it go. And if I ever let it go, I'll still never let you go! Oh~ this friendship~!" Zack sang, completely off-tune. Angeal emotionally clapped his pupil on the back, hiccupping as he tripped over his own feet.
"That was beautiful Zack! You are sooooo beautiful… to me. Ooooh~! So beautiful, to me~!" was Angeal's reply. Genesis stared at the two drunk SOLDIERs, belatedly realising that Angeal was a hypocrite. Genesis smirked as he let the two continue making a spectacle of themselves for a few moments longer, revelling in the fact that he was the one in complete control this evening. He hadn't started any brawls, he hadn't screwed anyone against an alleyway. He hadn't played beer pong in a suit. He hadn't smashed Heideggar's face into the punch bowl. Nothing… Genesis was… finally the responsible one.
"Oh Goddess, you do exist," Genesis mumbled happily to himself before turning to a blushing Sephiroth. Raising his eyebrows at the taller man, he followed the man's bashful green gaze and let his mouth drop for the second time that night as he watched Olivia perform a pseudo-strip tease (as she didn't have much on in the first place- she had only taken off her shoes) while almost glaring right into Sephiroth's eyes with the intensity of the Sun's rays on a summer's day. Genesis couldn't help but think that the uptight General was finally going to get laid that night. Shaking the lewd thoughts from his mind, Genesis nudged Sephiroth sharply with his elbow. Jumping slightly, Sephiroth allowed himself to be pulled out of Olivia's trance. Tearing his eyes away from the small package of sexy, Sephiroth tilted his head in question at the older man. Genesis didn't have the time to revel in the moment of complete power he'd been afforded at that moment, as Zack had begun to take off his shirt in time with the music.
"If you're sexy and you know it, clap your hands~! If you're sexy and you know it, and you really wanna show it, if you're sexy and you know it- clap your hands, oooh yeah yeah~!" Genesis cringed at the distasteful music and shot a pleading glance Sephiroth.
"You try to get Olivia to put her shoes back on while I deal with Zachary and Angeal, okay?" Genesis noted the look of apprehension on Sephiroth's face. Setting aside his rivalry, Genesis smiled up at the uncomfortable man- catching the Silver General off guard momentarily. "Hey, if you can go fight a war, you can definitely convince a cute girl who's obviously as smitten for you as you are for her to put on her shoes." With that said, Genesis squeezed the taller man's bicep in a display of support before scowling as he dived between the two rapidly undressing, raven haired SOLDIERs.
The Crimson Commander's work was never done.
Reno frowned as he was finally dismissed from Tseng's constant company that evening. It turned out that Turks never really had the opportunity to 'celebrate' their promotion. Rather, it was more like a test of their control, alertness and abstinence. The younger Sinclair hadn't even had the opportunity to guzzle down one drink before Tseng had swooped down upon him like the ninja he was to promptly begin a sermon about 'always acting in a way that benefitted the company's interests'. Reno scoffed as he kicked a stray plastic cup across the raging dance floor. Hearing a squawk of protest come from within the crowed, the red-head allowed himself a small smile. Letting his aquamarine eyes skim his surroundings, he did a double take as he spotted Zack and Angeal being dragged out of the crowd by a sober, exasperated Genesis Rhapsodos. Following the Crimson Commander was none other but the Silver General, a pretty blonde curled up contently in his arms. Reno found himself chuckling as he spotted a pair of silver heels being grasped in one of Sephiroth's hands.
Searching the crowd, Reno saw no sign of his older sister. Frowning at this, he approached the tired looking Commander.
Genesis sighed in relief as an evidently sober Renaldo Sinclair appeared from his peripheral vision. Ignoring the drunken protests (and misplaced affections) from the men in his grasp, Genesis offered Reno a tired nod in greeting. Reno waved back, a slightly bewildered look on his face, especially at the sight of an overly affectionate Angeal. Genesis rolled his eyes and gestured at his childhood best friend with his teal eyes.
"Alcohol and 'Geal are never a good combination. I don't know how Zack managed to get him to drink as much as he did," Genesis explained. Nodding dumbly, Reno decided to leave that matter for another time. He had a sister to locate.
"Sorry to ask this man but, uh, have you seen Maya hanging around?" A tiny moment of silence followed Reno's question before Genesis groaned in exhaustion. Without another word, Genesis practically threw his two burdens at a surprised red-head before mumbling something about 'finding the lab-rat'. Reno frowned at this, but couldn't do or say much as he'd immediately been assaulted by both an overly affectionate wolf and pup.
Reno couldn't help but wish Maya was close by, just so he could sic the two touchy men back on Genesis the moment he came back with his big sis in tow.
Genesis growled to himself, feeling irrationally angry at Maya as he searched for her. He couldn't help but think that she was with some incredibly intelligent man from the science department who was equally as out-of-place as she was at the party. He couldn't stop himself from picturing Maya blushing violently as some random faceless, bespectacled (and bald) male scientist grasped her clammy hand in his own…
As his over-active imagination played out the surprisingly horrific scenario, he'd failed to notice a pair of black sandal heels placed inconveniently in his path. Stumbling over them, Genesis cursed loudly as he fell onto his knees. Feeling the tell-tale wetness of a spilled drink seep through his expensive tailored pants at the knees, Genesis growled angrily. A familiar whimper broke through his blind rage. Quickly turning towards the source, he couldn't help but gasp in quiet shock as he took in the missing Sinclair's appearance.
Her brown, wavy hair was matted. Her eye make-up was such a runny mess, she looked like a drowned raccoon. Her dress was wrinkled and one of the spaghetti straps were very close to sliding off her shoulder.
Genesis had seen many beautiful girls during his time as a famous SOLDIER. They had even thrown themselves at him- trying so hard to be the lucky one who would occupy his mind day-in-day-out.
The Crimson Commanded gulped dryly as he slowly got back to his feet. Maya shrunk back in her seat, her eyes watering as she stared up at him with wide, miserable eyes. Genesis couldn't help but take a step closer, despite her obvious fear of him.
"I-I'm s-s-so sorry… I d-d-didn't realise—" Maya began to blubber, her words coming out as choked sobs as Genesis still took small steps towards her. Being only half a meter away from her, Genesis stopped and merely stared at the mess in front of him- absolutely captivated. Reaching out with a gloved hand, he tried to grasp her chin as she averted her gaze and started to breathe irregularly. Catching himself, Genesis frowned at his hand before reaching over with the other hand and pulling the glove off.
That was much better.
Reaching forward again, he shivered as he felt her soft skin on the pads of his fingers. Giving her a slight caress he kneeled down before her, averting his gaze- suddenly feeling uncomfortable with his actions.
Where was all of this coming from?
'Genesis, you're such a good boy…' Gillian's voice echoed in his mind. Shaking his head, Genesis raised his eyes so they could meet Maya's scared, dark orbs.
Taking in her appearance, Genesis could truly say he's never seen a more interesting person in his life.
He spoke before he could even process what he was doing.
"Let's… go home. This party is beyond terrible." Maya hiccupped before nodding. As she moved to stand, Genesis brought his hands to her shoulders and forced her to sit down.
Maya shot him a confused look, her eyebrows furrowed cutely. Genesis couldn't help but smile at the thought. Sure, she wasn't beautiful… but she was definitely cute. That could work…
Clearing his throat, Genesis diverted his gaze to the falling strap of her dress. Following his gaze, Maya gasped in surprise and shame.
"Oh my…" She moved to set the strap right, but Genesis slapped her hand away gently, bringing his un-gloved hand up to set it right himself. Trailing his gaze back up to Maya's flushed face, he stared at her awkwardly.
Maya tried to stand up again. Genesis forced her back down again.
Another moment of silence passed before Genesis mustered up something to say.
"Do your feet hurt?" He inquired, almost casually. Maya stared up at the Crimson Commander with wide eyes, too tired to even believe what was happening before her eyes was true. Passing it off as a dream, she nodded. Her feet were quite sore. Genesis nodded and then turned to the shoes that had inadvertently brought him to her. Letting them dangle on his wrist, he backed up so that his back was facing Maya. Maya frowned in confusion. She didn't know what he was doing.
"Get on my back. I'll carry you," Maya gasped, immediately standing up. However, in her hungry, anxious, confused and sore state, she clumsily fell onto Genesis' back. Blushing violently, Maya felt herself rise as arms looped around her thighs to keep her securely in place. If Maya had been blushing before, she was absolutely on fire now. Not only because the incredibly handsome Commander was giving her a piggy-back ride in public, but also because she looked like an absolute wreck and knew that she hadn't impressed anyone that evening despite Reno and Olivia's encouraging protests.
And most of all, she was embarrassed because Genesis had to have felt that she was a little more 'heavy-set' than the type he was allegedly used to…
Before her mind could continue on her self-deprecating line of thought, Genesis's aristocratic voice reached her ears.
"Go ahead and sleep, I'm here now." He simply stated.
Maya, despite all her reservations and anxiety, found herself relaxing into the comforting heat of his strong, warm back. He was like a furnace! With his reassuring words, Maya couldn't help but feel safe in his grasp.
Which was ironic, because it was the thought of having the man's hands on her that had brought her the most anxiety ever since the choking incident almost a month prior.
Maya found herself smiling as she stiffly let herself 'relax' on Genesis' back, drifting off into a fitful sleep.
Funny… how things work out.
Note/ fun fact:So, the 'friend song' is actually a very crude translation of a retro bollywood song my father and his soccer pals used to sing all the time when they got drunk at functions, and I just pictured Zack serenading Angeal and... yeah! And then Angeal is singing... well you all know what song I'm talking about HAHAHA! And the 'sexy and you know it' song is actually 112's 'Dance with Me' hehe :D I heard it at the gym yesterday and was like "oh my gosh.. THIS MUST HAPPEN IN THE FIC! I DON'T CARE WHO, WHY OR WHAT BUT IT HAS TO HAPPEN!" Okay, that's enough for now- wish me luck for my job interview guys :) *hearts* *I can't believe I updated BOTH of my fics today... Turk 4 Life is heading to bed now xD*
