Isolation Chamber

by GoogelehGoo

Sephiroth was raised in an isolated room where he knew nothing of the outside world. The only person he knew was Hojo...until the President orders Genesis and Angeal to watch over and record information on 'Project S.' FINISHED

10. Chapter 10

Another chapter for my dear readers. I hope you enjoy this one as you have previous ones.

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Sephiroth sat solemnly across from the redhead and listened to the boy breathe words of LOVELESS to him as they were being watched by the crowds of people. He could hear the click of cameras around him and a few exclamations of the passersby upon noticing their presence. He didn't smile for any shots nor looked toward them for a good shot of him, as if he was shy that such a thing was persistently happening. Genesis didn't seem to notice, either that or was ignoring it all and had continued to drawl out his poetic speech to his comrade, as if falling into silence would be the end of them. Slowly Sephiroth brought his eyes to the redhead's face, noticing how he seemed airy and happy today. They had planned the meeting out just because Lazard had requested it a few days ago, but Sephiroth still felt unprepared for venturing out with this man. "Do you mind?" Sephiroth finally snapped at him. He had grown tired of the poem—no, he had grown tired of hearing Genesis's voice. "Some silence couldn't kill you."

"Do you really want them to think we're not being social? You have to think like them, Sephiroth, or else they'll twist your normal day activities into dramatic stories against you. Wouldn't want that happening, would we? Not that you personally care what they think, but if Shinra's ratings start plunging—"

"I don't care about Shinra's ratings. I don't care for this meeting or sitting here pretending to not notice the continuous clicking of cameras taking our pictures non-stop."

"Maybe you should just face them once and give them a good smile so they'll be satisfied enough to walk away?"

"Is a human being ever truly satisfied?" His words had finally lulled Genesis into silence, and Sephiroth started to enjoy the placid moment of not speaking to the 1st class SOLDIER. Things were still edgy around each other, as Genesis acted cocky toward Sephiroth more and more. He never brought up having the man's memories again, but Sephiroth knew that Genesis was always thinking about it. He knew the redhead was waiting for the moment that Sephiroth would be curious enough to ask him about the memories. He knew that Genesis would act like a total pig about it and play games with him, and he knew that if he ever truly wanted to find out he'd have to go along with Genesis's intentions. Truly he was craving to find out everything Genesis knew, wondering if it was actually true that the boy had his memories. It seemed so impossible, yet Sephiroth was drawn toward him more that he had brought it up. He still hadn't remembered quite a few things…and the fact that someone else did made him more attached to being around him. Their 'friendship' was still very rough and hardly able to be called a friendship, but nonetheless they were around each other more than Sephiroth really found comfortable. "I have a question for you…" Sephiroth broke the perfect silence as he toyed with the rim of his drink, "It's about those memories you spoke of…"

Genesis perked up but didn't show too much emotional or facial change. "Yes? You're interested in finding out what they were?"

Sephiroth shrugged slightly, "I wouldn't call it 'interested'. I find it odd that someone completely unrelated to the situation could somehow absorb someone else's thoughts. But then I'm wondering…have I forgotten that someone could always do that? All I'm getting is doubt and questions more than good answers…"

Genesis laughed, "Oh, I see. If I told you how I got them, what do I get in return?"

Sephiroth looked directly into Genesis's eyes feeling displeased with his proposition, "You want me to do something for you just because I want an answer?" He noticed that Genesis didn't say anything. "Of course you would. Forget I even asked. It's been long enough, I think I'm going to go—"

Genesis held up his hand, "Wait. Let's talk this out. I've acquired your memories through a weird dream process…like sleeping, but instead of having one dream a night I required a ton and remembered them all." That was a complete lie. "You want to know a few of your memories, don't you?"

"I can't say that I do."

"If I tell you some now…do you think you'd be interested in hearing more?"

Sephiroth sighed, "Go ahead, amuse me."

"Your favorite food is pickles. The first time you ever had one you ate an entire jar by yourself."

"That's the dumbest memory—" Sephiroth started to speak over him but Genesis hissed at him to shut up.

"You bought your sword from an influential man. He had a dream that one day the wielder would come and it would fit perfectly for him. He knew not who it was, but only that he'd be a savior of his town in the future."

"How else would you sell a sword, say that it cuts things nicely? Of course it'd be a stupid story that makes you think you're actually important," Sephiroth remarked and waited for Genesis's next story.

"When you were a kid you had a nanny that sang to you a lot—"

"I was a child, that's what women do to kids. They comfort them—"

"No, that's what parents do. You just had a woman that was ordered to take care of you in Shinra's Headquarters."

Sephiroth had to defend himself, as if Genesis was personally turning on him, "Like I could help that my parents didn't want me. What a pity that they're too arrogant to see how great I've become. That's all right, everyone makes mistakes."

"What if I told you that…you weren't a mistake…and your parents had planned for you very well?"

Sephiroth turned and got up, "I'm going now, bother me about your lovely 'memories' some other time when I actually care." The truth was…Sephiroth was finding it more unsettling than anything else. It was too much information it seemed, yet too little all at the same time. Nevertheless, he made his departure away from the SOLDIER to get some alone time. His steps brought him through the streets and he ignored anyone else that exclaimed his presence or had decided to take his picture. All he could think about was the stinging words that Genesis had relayed on him. Parents planning for me…yet abandoning me all the same? What a trivial memory, but they had their reasons. They're dead, I know they have to be… Sephiroth walked past a puddle of water and let his eyes loom toward the reflection he saw, the ghastly silver locks of hair showing their presence in the murky water. He almost stopped to get a better look, as if the answers to his questions lay within the dirty water, but instead moved onward with his long strides toward Shinra's Headquarters. His resting point was up on the roof where he took a seat against one of the many structures, hiding himself away from anyone who decided to clamber up to the roof as well. In actuality, he just wanted to find some time to himself…something to distract himself from Genesis and his bumbling attitude. Just a nanny to hold and sing to me…who needs parents anyway? It only shows that he has grown into a soft, gentle person who is easily manipulated. I've been raised the correct way, without that bothersome love relationship. I won't have to experience heartbreak or disappointment from a parent's death… Sephiroth closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing, trying to push his thoughts away and get himself to relax, but soon he found himself wandering away from the meditative state. It doesn't matter what memories I've lost, all that matters is that I serve Shinra and help the people of this Planet. Genesis is getting caught up in trying to annoy me, he's hardly productive for Shinra…

He opened his eyes when he thought he felt a presence about him. There was Genesis beside him, that collective smile accenting his relaxed posture. Sephiroth wasn't sure when the man had time to follow him without him noticing, let alone approach him without bringing attention toward himself, but Sephiroth was highly displeased that Genesis was there. It felt like the man could tell that his very presence was annoying and that somehow caused him to want to abuse such power over Sephiroth. Whether or not that was Genesis's intentions Sephiroth was starting to get irritated. "What do you want?" He sounded impatient and sullen toward the man, but Genesis didn't take any offense.

"You walked away before I could tell you anything good."

Sephiroth wanted to wring his neck but kept calm. He brought his attention away from him in hopes that looking away would cause him to be unable to kill him. "I told you I don't care."

"You wouldn't be upset if you didn't care."

"Have you ever thought that I'm annoyed with you in general rather than what comes out of your mouth? No, of course you wouldn't think that way. It would be a miracle if you ever understood that I don't want to be around you all the time."

Genesis laughed, "You poor thing. It's funny…how you used to wish to have friends and now that you've got the opportunity you turn it down in every which way. I wonder why that is? Afraid that you'll lose your friends too quickly? Or maybe it's because you're punishing yourself for something…"

Sephiroth rose and moved toward the edge of the building, leaning against the cemented edges to stare out over Midgar. Does it have anything to do with that? I…don't think it is. I've never wanted friends before…at least from what I can remember. "I already told you that friendship is pointless. Why are you insistent on this ordeal anyway? What gain will you have…" Sephiroth turned to glare at him and noticed Genesis wasn't in his spot anymore. An arm linked through his and turned him the other way, the boy giving him a cocky smirk for tricking him. "Right. If you're done bothering me I'd appreciate it if you left. For good this time." But Genesis didn't make any move to leave the rooftop.

"Sephiroth…" Genesis replied softly, still holding onto the man's arm gently, "Why keep pushing me away?"

"You annoy me."

"No, you're only thinking that because you don't trust anyone around you. You can trust me, I won't be the friend that backstabs you or talks behind your back."

"I'm glad to hear you've finally stepped out of high school."

"You should take my offer seriously…" Genesis finally let go and walked a few steps, turning to face toward him, "Look…we can be helpful for each other. I can help you with your memories…and you can help me be a 'better' SOLDIER. You complain about my standards, maybe you should help me fix them?"

"I'm not interested in learning what my memories were."

"You're only saying that because you're afraid."

"Yes, I'm scared," Sephiroth remarked sarcastically. "You know everything, you must be right. And what, might I ask, am I afraid of knowing? Hmm? If you know so much you should know that as well!"

"You're probably afraid of hearing things like…your interest in boys," Genesis gave him quite the look that made Sephiroth feel even less believing of Genesis than ever before.

"Okay, if you want good advice on your skills here's one to take into consideration. Respect your higher-ups. You're failing miserably in that category at the moment. Now if you want to learn anything else I suggest you do as I told you before. Focus. Understand? Now stop bothering me before I slice your head off and cause more trouble than you're worth." Sephiroth moved toward the door to get away from him, but Genesis was too persistent. He stopped near the end and glared at him, "What, are you going to tell me another worthless memory?"

"We've had sex together."

Sephiroth wanted to backhand him and knock some senses into the boy. "I'm glad to hear you dream about me in such a colorful way. Unfortunately for you, those things will just have to remain as a dream forever. I'm not interested, nor will I ever be." He kept walking when Genesis's hand grasped his bicep. Without holding back Sephiroth full out punched him. Soon Genesis dropped onto the ground holding the bloody lip he just received from Sephiroth, the entire situation became rather heated and emotional now. "Find someone else to bother with your twisted lies."

Genesis held his mouth as the painful stinging started to intensify. He was expecting a fight, but not for Sephiroth to get a cheap shot on him like that. Perhaps he should have…kept it more of a secret until later on? He rose slowly while Sephiroth had gone off. The man would cool down…besides, he had things to read…

Such as two specific journals…

He made his way to the elevator and descended to the proper floor, heading into his room where he found the two journals situated neatly on the bedside table. He picked one up and propped it open, staring at the handwriting within. "Such a defensive move," he remarked, touching the swollen part on his lip. "Maybe he feels threatened by me? How…comical." His eyes went toward the date and skimmed over the page, finding it to be one of her last pages. It was based on this interesting theory of Chaos and Omega, but her sentences were too choppy to fully understand the meaning. It seemed she had used the journal to scrawl notes down instead of make a personal entry within. "Has…she forgotten about Sephiroth?" He turned the page and continued to read through, eyes capturing the troubled and hurried scrawls throughout the page.

"I'm unsure of what I fully regret more…betraying Vincent…or bringing misery to a child that has no love or meaning for this world except for scientific experimentation?" Genesis really did wonder what was the graver situation. Vincent was clearly her sweetheart, but Sephiroth was her son. Then again, if she had been with Vincent then Sephiroth wouldn't have existed… So clearly, she should regret abandoning the man. He had to have meant more than Sephiroth did to her, right? He poured over the page and knew he was right. "I've never seen him, so how can I care for a child that will never be mine? I hope his life becomes better than what Hojo and myself had envisioned for him. Perhaps he'll die from JENOVA's cells…and then never have to be treated terribly. Maybe…if Vincent ever reads this, he can promise to me that he will put that child out of his misery from suffering through life. If he ever finds out about JENOVA I know the world will be torn apart…and the fall of meteor will blacken our skies for years." Genesis wondered what meteor she was talking about. In his own vision he had only imagined Sephiroth in the fire which she had described as well, but a meteor? How could Sephiroth summon…

He pulled out his phone and called Angeal. A grumble entered the receiver before he heard the man say hello. "Angeal, is there a type of materia or summon that involves meteors?"

Angeal wasn't sure why Genesis was asking him such a question, "I don't know, I think Sephiroth would know that better than me." Clanging and several noises continued onward in the background. "Though, come to think of it…I thought I read something about meteors during one of our studies a year back…we were in 3rd class then."

Genesis suddenly remembered as well, "That's right. What was that materia called?"

"I don't remember. Probably something to the effect of 'meteor' or just as doomful sounding. Why do you need to know?"

"I'm reading Lucrecia's journal. Her last entry remarks about Sephiroth…and meteors."

"Like a vision she had?"

"Yes. I'm…certain that her vision is rational, but I'm not sure as to why. There's something about her that makes me believe Sephiroth as the potential to really screw our world up."

"Odd." Both of their phones beeped and they each glanced to see what message was sent to them now. Genesis, Angeal, and Sephiroth were being summoned to see Director Lazard. "That's interesting."

Genesis started to panic thinking Sephiroth was turning him in for harassment or something, but when he saw Angeal's name he cooled down considerably. Sephiroth didn't even know Angeal so far, nor did Sephiroth realize that Genesis was his friend. There had to be a different reason for their summoning. "Whatever it is I hope it's good news." They met up at the office and headed inside finding Sephiroth already in there. Genesis's fears rose once again, but Lazard looked to be in a good mood. "Director."

"Hello boys, I've got good news." Lazard adjusted his glasses meticulously and made sure he had the attention of all three of them. "Angeal Hewley, I'm promoting you to 1st class. We've noticed significant increases in productivity from the lower class members and those who increased in fighting ability have all been under your watch."

Angeal looked slightly surprised but then his smirk came across his face, "I'm just doing my job."

"You're doing it very well."

But Sephiroth ruined the moment with his comments, "Since when did Shinra lower its standards? SOLDIER used to have real fighters in it, and 1st class was reserved for those who excelled way beyond everyone else. Acting like a parent to a bunch of grunts hardly counts for a 1st class title."

"You really think you're something, don't you?" Genesis remarked back but Lazard broke in before a fight could commence.

"Gentlemen, please…Sephiroth I can understand that you feel they're inferior to you, but that's because you're in a completely different field than everyone else. Angeal and Genesis happen to be our best fighters in Shinra. You should give them some room to show their worth, I think you'll be surprised how important they are to the company. I know you probably find the announcement just as meaningless as the rest, but I called you in to tell you that…well…" Lazard leaned forward in his chair, "That you'll have to spend time with Angeal as well out in public."

"For Shinra's ratings I can only assume," Sephiroth grumbled.

Lazard nodded, "Yes. Also, I think you could at least pretend to enjoy being out with them. We received pictures from a few of the citizens and to our surprise you looked like you were suffering in all of them."

"I was," Sephiroth snapped back.

"What did Genesis do to you?" Angeal questioned him, one of his eyebrows began to rise up in curiosity.

At first Sephiroth was going to ignore the question but knew Lazard would have prompted him to answer. He sighed to himself and turned his eyes to something less distracting, wishing he could be out of the ridiculous meeting. "He wouldn't shut up."

Genesis smiled, "Sephiroth wouldn't talk so I did all the talking. Besides, I was just reciting LOVELESS, it wasn't like I was telling him my life story."

Angeal snorted, "I'm not sure which one would be more painful to hear." He received a glare from Genesis but it didn't stop him from smiling back at him.

Lazard pulled up a picture and the group stared at it. There was Sephiroth and Genesis sitting at a table. Genesis looked calm and collected as he seemed to be speaking while Sephiroth looked completely offended and irritated. "Is that what you call a smile, Sephiroth?"

"He only gives that look to me, he's got a soft spot growing I can tell," Genesis joked but Sephiroth only returned him a dirty look. "See?"

"If you went out and smiled for the pictures I wouldn't have to bother you about this, Sephiroth. The media loves you, pretend to love it," Lazard added in. "Now show us a winning smile."

Sephiroth snarled at him, "I am not a child. If you want the media to catch a better side of me then keep Genesis in a completely different area from me."

Angeal was surprised at the hostility going on. He hadn't heard what was going on between the two, but finally he started to piece things together. His eyes went to the bruised mark on Genesis's lip and he had a feeling this conversation was going to get more heated. "What happened between the two of you?"

"Yes, do tell." Lazard leaned back as he examined the body language of Sephiroth and Genesis. It was tense and uncomfortable for the two of them, though Genesis seemed more on the defensive and Sephiroth looked more hostile. "Well?"

Genesis decided to start, "He punched me." Yes, tattletale.

"You deserved it," Sephiroth quipped back.

"Why did you hit him?" Lazard questioned the actions.

Genesis broke in to explain, "I was following him because he was being sullen and cranky. He was sick earlier this week, so I was asking how he was doing. I reached out and grabbed his arm and he whipped around and decked me." Yeah, just leave out all the other things that happened.

But Sephiroth wasn't going to let it drop that easily. "Oh, did you ask me how I was doing before or after you said that I enjoy having sex with boys?" Lazard and Angeal both looked bewildered and stared over at Genesis to explain why he was saying such things to Sephiroth.

"That was a joke, you're just too stuck up to laugh. Besides, a few days ago you said I was the one being inappropriate with grunts. Remember that? It was the day you tried to hurl me out your window."

Lazard's baffled look turned serious, "Sephiroth, you tried to kill Genesis?"

"I wish I had succeeded. He broke into my room and I had asked him nicely to get out."

"You didn't ask nicely at all, and I was only there to make sure you were all right."

"No, you came there to win an argument that we had previously."

"I was trying to settle things so you'd hate me a lot less, we had practically just met and you were being a total dick about it. Then you tried to kill me by hanging me over your window ledge." He watched as Sephiroth was going to retaliate but he spoke over him, "But it wasn't even just hanging me over the edge, it was the fact that you said insane things like 'your legs will slowly grow numb and you'll lose your grip, sending yourself into immortal doom'."

"I never said that," Sephiroth attacked back.

"Pretty damn close! Sorry I wasn't paying attention to the exact words, I was hanging upside down from a 70-story building!"

"You weren't even up that high," Sephiroth argued.

Lazard rose from his chair to face them, "All right, enough. I think the two of you need to learn that whatever happened isn't that important anymore. Though holding another SOLIDER outside of a window is consisting of some type of punishment."

"You can't be serious," Sephiroth growled, "He's been bugging me to death and I get punished?"

"There are nicer ways to tell someone to back off than try and kill them," Lazard replied. "It's disappointing that the two of you are acting this way. It almost seems like the only way to fix you… is to put you through marriage counseling." Of course, Lazard was joking.

Genesis played it cool knowing that the situation would only turn on Sephiroth if he acted correctly. His eyes went toward the silver-haired figure and he smiled, "Hear that, sweetie? We're fighting too much."

Sephiroth glared at him and turned from the group, "Next time I'm not coming here when you send out the order."

Lazard moved away from his desk to follow, "Sephiroth, hold on. There's another important piece of information I must tell the three of you." Sephiroth glanced back at him giving him only a few seconds to reply. "The three of you will be sent into battle together. We need you three to strategize and conquer one of Wutai's toughest bases. We have a feeling that if we take out this base then Wutai will stop its disruptive behavior."

"And what makes you think we need three 1st class SOLDIER operatives to do such work?" Sephiroth questioned him.

"I did say it was the toughest. Not too long ago we sent in a 2nd class operative with plenty of back-up, but none of them were heard from and we were given hints that they're all dead. We want to be absolutely sure that nothing can go wrong on this mission. This means the three of you have to work together. Solve your differences quickly or forget them completely, because on this mission you'll be depending on each other whether you want to or not."

Sephiroth glared at Lazard but knew he was right. "When do we depart?"

"In three days. We're preparing things for you ahead of time. It's suggested that you bring anything that you might need while you're there, we don't know how long it might take."

Sephiroth headed off then, ignoring if there was anything left to say. He wanted to get away from them all. Now he had to spend an entire mission for who knows how long in the same space with Genesis. If one of the enemy warriors didn't kill him he was going to.

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Three days passed quickly for the worst part of Sephiroth's sake. He listened to Lazard do the briefing once more, giving them specific times to contact them and the checkpoints on the map. Yet he wasn't paying attention to a word he was saying. Instead Sephiroth was captivated in his own thoughts, wondering what would happen on this ungodly trip with Angeal and Genesis. He hardly knew either of them aside from Genesis being a pain in the ass. If I survive this trip I will be amazed with myself.

"Good luck, boys, and make us proud." That was the cue to get on the helicopter. Sephiroth and the other two moved toward the helicopter that they'd have to uncomfortably be in for several hours. Sephiroth didn't understand why they couldn't have taken separate helicopters for higher safety reasons, but he didn't want to bring the subject up because he was supposed to be 'good' while on this mission. He crawled within and took a seat in the tiny compartment noticing the place was packed full.

"They couldn't have dropped this off in a different helicopter, I imagine," Sephiroth complained as he jammed his kneecap into something rather solid.

"Sorry toots, Shinra didn't want to lend out too many choppers on this mission." Sephiroth recognized the voice and watched as Reno and Rude turned to look back at them. "Hope you kittens enjoy the ride even with all the extra baggage."

"I didn't think we'd need this much stuff…"

"We are going through severe winter changes as we go further north. And by the looks of it, we'll be slowed down in travel by the snow. We'll want to carry quite a few things with us," Angeal rationalized.

"They're sending out other operatives to conceal whatever we're not carrying in other camps for us, so we'll want to make sure to hit every check point," Sephiroth added.

Genesis settled into his spot and pulled out the other journal. He hadn't had any time to read it in the past three days, but he did make a few notes about Lucrecia's when he wasn't busy. Now he got to read about Sephiroth's life with the man only a few feet from him. It felt like a big risk, but they often called Sephiroth 'Project S' or a 'subject' more than by his name. Angeal gave him an incredulous look for bringing it, but considering he was sitting in the middle of the two he knew it couldn't be harmful.

Sephiroth glanced over and saw the odd book in Genesis's hands. "You brought a book?"

"I like reading."

"Don't tell me it's one of your many copies of LOVELESS."

Genesis wondered if he should claim it was about LOVELESS but noticed the cover was completely different, not to mention the writing inside was too scraggily to constitute for the poetic play. "I was thinking about bringing LOVELESS, but a certain someone still has his grasps on it."

"At this rate you'll never get it back. Besides, I destroyed it."

"I highly doubt you did. I know you're temperamental but that hardly comprises for destroying something as valuable as that."

"Valuable to you, perhaps."

"If only you remembered what you valued I'd take that away as well," Genesis muttered but didn't realize that Sephiroth could still hear him.

"You have all of my memories, you probably know what I value most. So…go ahead, take it away. I wonder if I'll ever be affected by it."

Angeal glared at Genesis like he was a traitor. He wasn't supposed to bother Sephiroth at all with the past, let alone provoke the situation. But Genesis smirked at him and shook his head, as if what he was doing wasn't that bad. He mouthed 'I'll tell you later,' to Angeal before going back to the book.

Sephiroth had his eyes downcast to his legs, pondering how badly the weather was going to get. He had never gone into an area that he had to bundle up excessively, but by the sound of things it was going to be pretty cold near the areas they were going. I can't wait until we reach our destination and get this mission over with. I'll push them to their limits. I don't care if they want to stop, we'll have to continue onward every single day if we want to reach our bases early and stay comfortable. Then we can reach the enemy base and take them out swiftly. His eyes glanced back at the other two and noticed a picture in Genesis's book, but he chose not to question it. He looked over toward a spot in the helicopter that had garbled warnings and emergency actions written on it. I hope that things run smoothly…it's impossible to say with these two. Angeal seems smart which is a first for a SOLDIER operative. I can't imagine how Genesis and I will get along at all…there's something about him that really irks me. Whatever, if I make it through this I'll be praised and will never have to deal with these two ever again.

The hours passed, Sephiroth had napped during that time while Genesis read and Angeal stayed alert for any updates. The landing brought them to a small area where other operatives were at, the groups gathered around to see the three 1st class members stride out from the helicopter and try to adjust to the different weather change. Genesis put his book away gingerly before shivering slightly, hands grasping his arms to keep himself warm. "A bit chilly here."

Sephiroth felt the cold grasp around his bare chest while his breath could be seen in the air. His eyes focused on the operatives emptying out the helicopter and splitting up groups with each. Another operative came over and presented himself before speaking, "Sir, we're sending out the groups toward your camps, sir."

Sephiroth gave a small nod and watched as the pairings started to split off into vehicles and other means of transportation. A group even had a chocobo they were using. "How long will it take them?"

"The furthest group might be a few days, sir, but the supplies will get there before you do. Would you like to review the maps, sir?"

Sephiroth nodded and the group headed inside a cabin area. On the wall was a big map sprawled out of the area with markers here and there. The man went over and pointed out the red marks, "These are enemy bases and this," he pointed at the black mark, "is the trail you'll be going on. Director Lazard has explained that you will be taking out each base as you head along. Here, sir, are the bases at which you will stay once the area is cleared. Caution is given that you take out the bases without having other bases warned, sir."

"Or else they'll put up a better defense…or run…or hunt us down," Genesis remarked and the operative nodded.

"We'll have to be careful with time as well. Taking out a base doesn't mean we're safe, especially if another one tries to get in contact with them." Angeal stared at the pattern before turning to Sephiroth. "How shall we work this? Our bases are in the middle of the enemies. When we take out the enemy we should do that all at once, so fighting, resting, and fighting again isn't an option."

"Why not take them all out and then rest?" Genesis suggested. "Then moving on to the next group we'll be prepared."

"That might not work. If we rest a full day it might risk the other bases finding out we took out that group, then we'd be in trouble," Angeal commented.

"We'll rest before we enter into this base. Once we wipe this group out we'll move on. Then we can recuperate and take out another base. If conditions worsen or if either of you need to stop then we'll make adjustments. Depending on how much rest you'll need we might not have to stay very long in the first base which will cut down on our time considerably." His eyes turned to the operative listening to them, "How much are we carrying with us?"

"Medical supplies, food, and spare clothing, sir. We were also given a range of materia that you're advised to take with you as well."

"How bad will the weather get?" Genesis questioned.

"Let's just say what's outside right now is the nicest it'll be."

The three exchanged looks before the operative pointed them over to their supplies. "These are the clothes you'll need and the medical unit."

Genesis pulled up the attire and stared at the weird one-piece that was a part of it. "Looks like scuba gear," he muttered to Angeal.

"It's under-armor, it'll keep your body heat in but still allow you to breathe comfortably." The operative looked at the others, "Any other questions?"

Sephiroth glanced at the items as well, "Do you think we'll actually need all of this?"

"Yes, sir, I'd advise taking all of it with you. If you wear this right when you leave and just carry the extra layers you should be fine."

"And leave our uniforms here?" Genesis questioned as he pulled up the odd headgear.

"Yup. When you take out the last base, the largest one there on the map, we can send someone to retrieve you and get you back here for de-briefing. Then you can change back into your normal gear."

"I see…" Genesis crossed his arms over his chest. "Is that all?"

"Unless you have any other questions. You can find me outside if you do."

Sephiroth dismissed him and turned to face the map again, memorizing the spots carefully as he plotted it all out. His eyes took in the approximate population each one had and how much supplies and weapons they had stored. We should take out all the biggest sections in case anyone does flee, they'll be stuck with little artillery then. And if we do that… He glanced over toward Angeal and Genesis wondering what their take was on plans, but found they had moved off to have a private conversation it seemed. He brought his attention back to the board. You'd think for once in their lives they'd cut the chatter and focus on what's important. This mission has to be completed in the most efficient way if we don't want to waste time…I suppose they're depending on me to lead them. Of course, why wouldn't they? But deep inside Sephiroth was trying to rationalize far beyond that. They had walked away not because they depended on him for the information, but because they had something they wanted to talk about…something that didn't include him. And truthfully Sephiroth wanted to be in on their conversations. Perhaps he didn't want to participate, but he liked to know what people were thinking. This…this made him feel isolated. What could be so important for them to talk about that they can't do it in front of me? What if it's about me? He shook his head slightly to dismiss his worries. Why are you getting worked up over something like that? It doesn't matter what they say or think, all that matters is finishing this mission.

Genesis and Angeal had found a secluded region where Genesis finally had the right time to explain the specific details of what he was trying to do with Sephiroth. "Listen, maybe it sounds crazy to you, but I think Sephiroth will be friendlier if he hears a few of his memories."

"He isn't supposed to know that he lost any in the first place, Genesis."

"He already knew that he had lost some memories, he just believes they're insignificant."

"Well they are, if you want Sephiroth to be your friend again I think you should cut the memory crap and approach it in a better way."

"I tried, he kept rejecting the idea. He finally started to be more perceptive after I said I had his memories."

"What have you already told him?"

Genesis noticed the angered look on his friend's face, yet he couldn't help but crack a smile at him. "Nothing detailed, really. I told him he had a favorite food—"

"Did you say anything about his family?"

"A little bit—"

"Genesis!"

"What? It's not that bad, really. I only commented that he had a nanny take care of him when he was younger. Everyone in Shinra knows that, even the media."

Angeal sighed and shook his head as if that thought wasn't acceptable enough to him. There was a moment between them that passed in silence before Angeal replied to him. "Don't bring up JENOVA or Lucrecia. Ever. Don't tell him anything more."

"What if he's curious to know something?"

"Genesis…do you want your title ripped from you? If I remember correctly you had agreed to stay silent and keep your nose out of Sephiroth's business for a 1st class position. If Sephiroth makes a remark to Lazard or anyone else that you're telling him these things you'll be demoted before you even know it. I know you want to be his friend, or at least his equal, but this isn't the way to go about doing it."

Genesis sighed and turned his eyes away from Angeal, "You know…it's not even wanting to feel the same level as him. I want him to need me because of the information I know."

Angeal looked baffled, "That's all? You want to feel important to someone who thinks the entire world is inferior to him?"

"He didn't used to think like that."

"Well now he does and you can't change that. You shouldn't change that. If you want him to warm up just try a different approach. Show him something new that he won't anticipate, don't flock around him for the mere enjoyment of upsetting him. This mission is important…and I don't want to see you get hurt by doing something stupid. If you want to bring him closer to you then I suggest you take advantage of this mission while it lasts, because after this I know he'll try to busy himself as much as possible to get away from us."

Genesis didn't want to believe that he was telling the truth, but he knew that Sephiroth did find their presence to be very aggravating. If he wanted to get anywhere close to Sephiroth's fame and fortune he'd have to play it the way Angeal was describing… But he didn't want to be Sephiroth's friend. He wanted his glory. The glory that should have been his from the very beginning. "What if…I gave him fake memories?" Angeal didn't respond and waited for an explanation. "If…I told him better things about himself. Stories about normal families and being a normal person? Do you think that would help…to make him relate more to us? If I make him feel more human, will he accept us as equals?" And would that make him vulnerable?

"You really shouldn't lie to him, that might come back to haunt you."

"I won't do specifics, why not just small things? That he was a wonderful little boy for Shinra and he went to school and…and things like that."

"Instead of…describing his isolation as an experiment?"

"He knows he's an experiment, or at least unique enough to be of interest to Shinra, but he doesn't know of his isolation and he doesn't recall anything of JENOVA's cells. I think we could take advantage of this situation. He'll think he's so normal…he'll never become curious about his parents." And perhaps never become curious about JENOVA. Yet…yet there was a yearning to tell Sephiroth about it. He wanted to see the man's expression when he saw the abomination that had created him. Oh, what a beautiful sight that would be. One day he would get to see that, but for now…he could settle for measly lies to feed into Sephiroth's trust.

"And it'll save us from any trouble with the alien," Angeal spoke Genesis's thoughts. "Good, I suppose being general about a few things couldn't be too bad. By the way…" Angeal glanced around before cocking his eyebrow and showing a big smirk, "Why did you tell Sephiroth he was gay?"

Genesis had never told Angeal about his relationship with Sephiroth nor was he ever going to. Though he cherished the man as the greatest friend on the earth he had to have his own deep secrets, as he could imagine that Angeal had his own as well. Being confronted on the subject made him wonder what he should say to him, whether he could make up a lie good enough to not be detected by his friend. "Like I said, it was only a joke. I find it funny when he gets riled up over the smallest things."

"And you get your teeth knocked out for those comments. What was the situation anyway? Was he just passing by when you blurted it out?"

"No, we were talking and he said he didn't want to know about any of his memories. I then said, 'what, afraid to hear something bad…like your interest in men' or something along those lines. Then he gave me a hit right in the kisser and walked off like I had insulted his entire being."

Angeal continued to stare at him wondering what Genesis was hiding. "And you were joking about that?"

"Yes? The only person Sephiroth has ever been with was that one slutty blonde on vacation, remember?"

Angeal shrugged, "Hey, he never consulted me about his sex life so I wouldn't know."

"Well…he never really outwardly told me much either. I can just assume that if he was getting action one of us would hear about it somehow."

"Not if it was with a guy I can imagine." Angeal toyed with the hairs on his chin as his eyes looked over to the area that concealed Sephiroth. "Huh. You know…I never really thought about it, but what if he was gay? He did like sleeping with you a lot."

Genesis felt flustered. Though Angeal was now pinpointing on the idea he wondered how he could keep Angeal from confronting Sephiroth on the issue. He did, after all, tell Sephiroth they had sex together. Not that Sephiroth actually believed him, but all the weight would shift to him if Sephiroth ever brought up the comment. "Hey, nothing happened during those times. At least while I was awake."

"Hmm…" Angeal made no other comment as he started to head back into the room and found Sephiroth marking on the map he had with him. "What have you noticed so far about our mission?" He was being calm and collected as usual as if the previous conversation didn't matter.

Sephiroth was scrawling out a note when Angeal had asked the question. Since when was he interested in getting in on the planning? "If we're going to be effective we'll have to target them by population size and amount of weapons and medical supplies they have. Wiping out the important sources will give us a big advantage."

"If we do that…we'll have to go here for our first attack, which is close to our base. When are we heading out?"

"Tonight. I suggest you two get some sleep and be ready to depart as soon as you wake up. We'll eat in the morning."

Genesis gave him a surprised look but chose not to speak up about how he wasn't sure if he could travel on an empty stomach. He had to 'impress' the guy, right? "What of the materia?"

Sephiroth opened it up and glanced at the collection. His eyes scanned them over carefully, "We shouldn't overlap, so everyone should have different ones. Also take into mind which materia you've worked with before. I don't want you wielding something you haven't any idea about."

"I think Genesis would be best with magic attacks. If he stays back and causes damage to further groups we can pay more attention to closer enemies," Angeal commented thoughtfully.

"Then I think Genesis will need a defense boost or a type of ward to protect himself if someone catches him off guard," Sephiroth replied.

Genesis nodded, "Okay. I think Angeal should have something to heal us, he pays attention to those things. I bet you, Sephiroth, could use materia that increases your range or causes further damage, that way we'd wipe out more enemies in less hits."

Sephiroth nodded, "And Angeal can also have one to deflect attacks in case one of us isn't paying attention. Then we'll add less physical damage taken since he'll be attentive on us."

"Sounds like a plan," Angeal agreed with their solutions. "Sephiroth, I think you'll want a ward as well, perhaps against elements or status effects?"

"I'm trusting you two to stop anything that might attack me with such powers. The only reason I'd get hit is if I'm swarmed and they're behind me. I never miss otherwise."

Genesis and Angeal were surprised at his words. They were going to trust them? Well, that at least meant they couldn't fuck up. "Don't worry, you'll be safe with us watching." At least Genesis believed so.

The three split up then, Angeal and Genesis finding a place to rest until nighttime while Sephiroth continued to plot out the perfect way to end the mission. As the hours passed Sephiroth almost didn't recognize that it was night already. His eyes went over to the darkness outside and he rose from his spot that he had been working. He finished his markings and walked toward the room containing Genesis. There was the redhead fixing his new gear onto himself and their eyes connected for a moment until Sephiroth looked beyond him, as if Genesis was far too lowly to have eye contact. "Good, you're awake. Separate our things out for each person, and don't forget anything important."

Genesis gently fixed the turtleneck on him before smirking, "Did you not sleep at all? I hope you don't drag our group down because of that."

"I had to get things done before we could leave. It's something a leader does to make sure his subordinates don't do anything stupid when they try to make decisions."

Genesis nodded, "Of course." He walked out of the room to do his duty while Sephiroth entered into Angeal's room and found the man up as well.

"Sephiroth," Angeal said as he fixed his large sword onto his back, "Did Genesis wake up?"

"Yes, he's sorting our things right now."

"Are we traveling all the way to the first base?"

"We'll try. Nothing is ever definite."

"Understandable. You should get ready, I'll help Genesis. Wouldn't want him to forget something important." Sephiroth watched the man leave easily enough and he found that Angeal's presence was definitely tolerable. He was a laid back person but at least took things seriously. After he had dressed into the newer gear he made his way toward the other two and found them having some small talk. As soon as he approached their conversation dropped, but he chose not to make any matter upon their subject.

"Are you well prepared?" Sephiroth questioned them as he picked up his materia and let it absorb into his arm.

"As prepared as we can get," Genesis remarked while he set the rest of his items into his pockets.

Sephiroth fixed the rest of his items onto himself as well before pointing at the map, "That's where we're going. Got it? If we have to stop while we're traveling for breaks let's keep them short."

"You should put your hair up," Genesis commented and Sephiroth gave him an incredulous look, as if he had brought up the dumbest subject during an important meeting. "It's windy out, it'll just get in the way." To prove his point one of the other operatives entered into the room and a blast of cold air came flying in with him.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir, but we almost forgot the most important thing you'll need. Here, sir." He handed some rope to them.

"What do we do with this?" Genesis questioned at the long piece of rope.

"Tie yourselves together. During bad weather sometimes you can't see your own hand right in front of you…it'll be a necessity to not lose each other."

Sephiroth thought that this mission couldn't get any worse until now. He wished he could lose the two and get the job done by himself. "Right, we'll use it accordingly."

The boy almost moved to leave before he glanced back at Sephiroth, "Uh…sir…not to be a bother, but it is very windy outside. Um…perhaps you should do something about your hair, sir?"

Genesis gave a very triumphant smile at the boy's suggestion and he glanced to see Sephiroth's expression, though it seemed he only had the same stony and hateful look that he gave to everyone he normally talked to. "Yeah, Sephiroth, wouldn't want it to get knotty. I mean…might have to cut it off if that happens."

Angeal cracked a slight smile and couldn't help chuckle at their suggestions, especially since the operative had seemed very nervous until Genesis picked up on the idea. At first Sephiroth didn't even bother replying, as if the conversation wasn't worth starting up, but Genesis pursued the topic. "I bet we could give you something nice, too. How's about a braid, or pigtails? Aha…" Genesis started to crack up at the thought of Sephiroth in pigtails, "Yeah, I think pigtails would really suit you."

Angeal shook his head at the thought, "Might as well make it a bridal up-do. Curled with a veil and everything."

Genesis smirked, "He'd make a lovely bride, especially with that gorgeous face. I mean, don't you want to say 'I do' when he's looking at you like that?" They were receiving quite the irritated look from Sephiroth by now. "Jeez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Oh wait, you don't sleep, silly me for forgetting."

"Get outside right now, both of you," Sephiroth snapped at them. "We're here to get this mission done and over with, not to joke around while the enemy's army is building up its defense."

Angeal grabbed up his helmet and face guard, striding his way out of the warm shelter and into the bitter cold. It was definitely worse than yesterday. He noticed the smirk on Genesis's face wilt as the cold air hit them. "Don't you love the weather?"

Genesis snorted, "Right. It's going to make Sephiroth so much easier to work with, too." He started to fix his helmet on, "The colder it gets the bitchier he'll be I can imagine. I wonder what warm and comforting words he'll have for us in the future?" Of course, at that moment, Sephiroth had exited to hear him talking about him.

"Excuse me?" His voice was filled with hatred and was definitely icy enough to make Genesis lose his snarky attitude. "If you didn't want to be on this mission you should have said something to Lazard."

"It's not the mission I'm complaining about," Genesis retorted back as he started walking, "It's the bitch of a leader I have to follow for the entire thing."

Angeal grabbed them both and started moving faster, "Could you wait to fight when other operatives aren't looking? They idolize you and the best you can show them is how much of an ass you can be to each other? Please. Lazard said resolve your issues or drop them altogether. I think he's right, if you can't get along then keep contact minimal and bite your tongues, otherwise this trip will last forever."

Sephiroth pulled from his grasp as the wind picked up again and he finally adjusted his own helmet on. This trip is already lasting forever, I know that for a fact. If this is the beginning I'll never reach the end of it. But as they moved out they kept silent. As the wind picked up it forced their journey to take much longer than Sephiroth had expected. He realized as the snow began to turn lighter since the sun started to rise, they wouldn't make it to their check point as he had anticipated. What made things worse was that he was tired and cold no matter how many layers he was wearing.

Genesis trudged behind Sephiroth and looked back to Angeal, though couldn't tell what his expression was underneath the helmet. He was getting worn out himself because he was starving and knew Sephiroth didn't want to eat until it was completely morning…though he could believe the guy would want to hold it off until lunchtime. He stared at his footsteps as they continued to fall into the stride that Sephiroth had set for them, not bothering to look up at the place around them. But as another hour of miserable weather passed he finally couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed onto Sephiroth's elbow and gave a tug, motioning that he wanted to rest for awhile. The tall figure was hesitant in allowing such a thing to happen, but he was just as worn out as Genesis was. His eyes scanned the area and he pointed toward some shelter they could seek for the time being. As they gathered together they all took their helmets off.

Genesis miserably sat on the ground and looked at the others. Angeal seemed fine, but Sephiroth looked like he was going to pass out. "Are you warm enough? You look a little blue."

"I'm fine," Sephiroth remarked back before adjusting himself into a better position, "Given the weather lasting like this…it'll take the rest of today to get to a halfway point."

"Seriously? I didn't think the wind was that bad," Genesis muttered, his stomach giving him terrible pains as he sat there. "Can we eat now?"

Sephiroth looked at Angeal wondering what he thought. Angeal easily spoke up, "Let's, it'll warm us up a bit and get us moving faster." They brought out some materials to make a small meal mostly consisting of nuts and oats. During the time that they ate there wasn't much talking aside from Genesis inquiring things to Angeal. "Hopefully the wind lets up, hmm?" Angeal glanced at the horrendous power tossing trees to and fro.

"Yeah, when they said bad weather I wasn't thinking we had to travel through tornadoes," Genesis exaggerated. He sipped at his water and dragged his eyes over to Sephiroth who was silent still. He wondered why the man always kept out of their conversations…or maybe it was because they weren't trying hard enough to include him? "Sephiroth, do you know much about the weather here?"

Sephiroth shook his head, "No, why would I?"

"Well, you seemed intent on this mission, I just thought you'd have looked up a few things during our resting period…"

Sephiroth looked away but didn't respond. He was only intent on getting through it as quickly as possible, not to enjoy it. Angeal hesitantly glanced between them before smirking, "I'm curious to see how we'll look after this mission."

"Probably disgusting," Genesis murmured, "I can't imagine slaughtering people to be a clean business."

"Well, I meant more of how tired we'll be. This weather will be hard to sleep through," Angeal commented. Their eyes all went toward the landscape surrounding them before returning to each other. "Maybe if we wear ourselves out during travel sleep will come naturally?"

"Oh man…" Genesis shouted, suddenly realizing something. "If we don't make it to the bases we'll actually have to sleep outside in this weather. Do you know how cold it's going to get at night?"

"Well, if you had meat on your bones you wouldn't be cold at night, but I'm sure if you asked Sephiroth nicely he'd cuddle with you," Angeal joked. Both figures stared at him like he was crazy. "What? The greatest source of warmth is body heat. Judging by the looks of both of you I doubt either of you would survive on this trip alone. No warmth means frostbite. I think the two of you can forget personal grudges by kissing and making up." He cracked his neck, "Besides, think of all the wonderful positions you can try out on each other."

Genesis stared at Angeal like he was on crack but realized Angeal was seeing how Sephiroth would react. Maybe Angeal was trying to really figure out if Sephiroth was interested in guys? Oh boy…what had he done? "Sounds kinky," was all he could respond with.

Sephiroth looked from Angeal to Genesis and back again. He wasn't even sure what to say to either of them, their thinking was completely incomprehensible to him. Why were they so intent on sexual acts? Was that all other SOLDIER operatives talked about? Maybe he was the only one who had a mind about him…

Genesis punched his arm rather roughly, "What's the matter, Sephiroth, contemplating what you wanna do with me tonight?" Why was he feeding into this? Well…it would be funny to see Sephiroth react for once.

Sephiroth gave him a disenchanted look, "If you were hoping for something I'm sorry to disappoint you. As far as I know, I never said we were stopping for the night." Both men uproared at his words. "What's the matter, do you children need naptime? Such a pity, I thought you were 1st class SOLDIERs, not kindergarteners."

"Oh please, we made a few jokes and you get into such a bitchy mood. Someone should remove the stick from your—" Genesis almost finished his sentence but Angeal punched his arm. "Ow!"

"Sephiroth, maybe you should look at it from this point. If we don't rest correctly then we'll be completely vulnerable to attacks. We don't know if our enemy is out scouting for us at any given moment, if we're way too tired to react we'll all die. Also, if we're heavily asleep that we don't wake up in time then we're toast as well," Angeal definitely had a better way of putting it than Genesis did. He grabbed up some more food to munch on as Sephiroth processed his words. He couldn't seriously be thinking of forcing them to continue without sleeping, right?

"Perhaps, but I don't see why I should allow you to rest, you have yet to put me in a good enough mood to decide otherwise."

Genesis smirked, "I'll put you in a good mood." Angeal went from serious to cracking a smile at that. Oh man, the fact that Sephiroth was so much bitchier now almost…did make it better.

"I doubt you can."

Genesis put his hand directly on Sephiroth's thigh, his smile getting bigger. No one said anything as Sephiroth stared at his hand before glaring up at him. There was no movement until Sephiroth gently grabbed Genesis's hand and removed it from himself, "Right. No sleeping tonight. Pack everything up now, we're heading out." Sephiroth rose from his spot and watched as the other two scrambled to gather up the items and follow him.

"You're ridiculous, you know that?" Genesis remarked as he fell in step behind Sephiroth. "Absolutely ridiculous."

"You don't need to repeat yourself," Sephiroth sniped back at him as he kept going. The three were back on their windy adventure, but this time it seemed none of them were ready to hide themselves in their helmets. The argument was too good to give up on now.

"What's the big deal, Sephiroth? You act like traveling without rest will somehow get this mission over with. I think you're just sending yourself toward disappointment if you keep that attitude up." Genesis adjusted his collar to keep his neck warm, "And what's more, I think you will call for a stop before the night is over."

"Hmm," was all Sephiroth replied with.

Angeal snorted at Genesis's words and he grabbed onto the guy's elbow, "Don't get your hopes up, Sephiroth has great determination."

"Determination or not, his body can't handle this weather and severe lack of sleep."

"I guess we'll find out, won't we?"

Sephiroth took this as a challenge, so he kept going. Morning turned to noon, and noon began its path to evening. The three of them kept moving through the tiresome wind that hadn't let up all day. Everyone's body ached and each step took more and more strength to keep going further. Genesis had lost count of how many steps he had taken, but he knew it was too much for his liking. Angeal even seemed bitter and desolate about the pursuing adventure, yet no one spoke up about quitting. Sephiroth was in the worse of shape but chose not to bring it up. He held himself up and kept moving even when his muscles ached for him to stop. As the area began to turn dark Sephiroth felt the yearning to sleep but he didn't want to quit, it was a game that he had to win. A few hours into the darkness continued until Genesis finally broke the silence. Sephiroth was certain it would be because of how tired and hungry the boy was, but it wound up to be something completely different. "Sephiroth, you should rest."

"We still have a few hours to go."

"No, I mean it."

Sephiroth turned his attention toward the boy to figure out what his problem was. Genesis pulled his helmet off and grabbed onto his elbow, as if Sephiroth was falling. "What is your problem?"

"Sephiroth, take your helmet off."

At first he didn't want to but slowly did hoping it'd stop Genesis from being an idiot. Angeal came up behind them and grabbed onto Sephiroth's face whether he was prepared for such interactions or not. "Your lips are still blue, we should find a place to make a fire and warm you up."

Sephiroth pulled away, "Stopping won't make me any warmer."

"Yes it will," Genesis remarked and started to push Sephiroth toward a different direction. "You need to sleep. I noticed your walking is starting to get worse. You're pushing yourself too much."

"I tripped once, that doesn't account for the whole trip," Sephiroth snapped back.

"Because it's normal to trip on snow, I'm sure," Genesis fought back. The three found an area to settle in and they brought out some materials to make a fire, soon igniting the wood and causing a beautiful glow to fall across them. Genesis felt much better after stopping and the warmth of the fire was amazing. He could tell that even Sephiroth was appreciating the moment whether he tried to hide it or not. "Don't you feel better now?"

Sephiroth glanced away from him, "Hardly."

"You…just need to get laid or something," Genesis finally remarked. "Seriously, you're so grumpy…I think you need to be hugged or touched a lot more. Whatever is wrong with you is insane."

Sephiroth glared, "There is nothing wrong with me."

"First step is denial," Angeal commented casually as he adjusted the fire. Sephiroth gave him a dirty look but Angeal kept calm and continued with what he was doing. "I think you should get some rest, but you should get some food into you first."

Genesis and Angeal started to pull out some food to eat and Genesis offered some to Sephiroth. At first he didn't grab it because of his stubborn behavior. He wanted to keep going, not stop and eat. But he watched Genesis push his hand closer to him to take it and finally Sephiroth didn't resist, taking the food. Seemed they'd be staying here in the miserable outdoors for the night. "Hopefully you warm up soon," Genesis remarked. He actually sounded concern, something Sephiroth wasn't expected from the man. Nevertheless he didn't remark back, only ate his food that was given to him.

"We won't be able to keep the fire running all night long," Angeal commented as his eyes stared at the orange flames flicking about. "And if Sephiroth is suffering now—"

"I'm not suffering," Sephiroth interrupted him. "I don't even feel cold."

"That's because you're not thinking about it," Genesis interjected. "Besides, you might not have been cold while you were walking, but once you rest your temperature will drop—"

"I'm not stupid, I know what happens when you rest."

"I didn't say you were—"

"Get to your point."

Genesis sighed and put his hands closer to the fire to warm them up, "Well…we should sleep together to keep warm."

Sephiroth slowly let his eyes drag away from his food to Genesis like he was crazy. "Define 'sleep together'."

Genesis and Angeal both started laughing at Sephiroth's concerned words. Angeal was the first to speak up, "I believe he means close to each other, not roughing it up. I don't want to be present if that ever happens."

Genesis shook his head, "Oh, I clearly meant we should have a hot, steamy threesome. That'll warm you up in no time."

Sephiroth kept staring before he went back to eating, "It's hard to tell with you."

"Well, I like pleasing my favorite people, eh?" Genesis grabbed up his water and took a few swigs of it before setting it back down. His eyes went over to the flames that danced before them. "Not to break your heart or anything, but I think it's a bit too cold to be messing around like that. Maybe when we get to our first base camp."

Sephiroth knew he shouldn't have provoked the situation. "I can't imagine our base camps being any warmer than out here."

"We can make it warm," Genesis purred. His hand reached over and gave Sephiroth's thigh a good smack and he noticed the pain he had given him. "What's the matter? Legs sore?"

"That's of no concern to you," Sephiroth remarked and scooted away from the redhead. Last thing he wanted was for the boy to poke and prod at his body to see what was in pain or not. His hips were giving him a hard time from the walking and his legs were numb from being overworked. He continued to eat in silence and noticed Genesis pulled out the book from within the confines of his clothes. "You brought that book along?"

"Don't see why not. Or were you interested in foreplay before we went to bed?"

Sephiroth looked away and ignored his words. Why reply when he was acting like that all the time?

Genesis turned his eyes to the pages before him and started to read up more on Sephiroth as a child.

'Subject was tested this morning for initial reactions to certain touches. First operation was based on the waking factor with electrical shock. As Project S was sleeping an electric current was placed against the bottom of his foot. The subject's initial reaction was to awaken and scream loudly. His foot pulled away from the shock, giving hint that his reactions are in good order. The next test was based on flashing bright lights at Project S to see initial reaction toward light and pupil width. Project S reacted violently to being exposed to bright lights at random intervals and threw a tantrum, crying harder each time the light stayed on longer. His eyes reacted correctly, but the light exposure causing the child to scream increased curiosity in the subject's sudden fear of light. On a side test, we provided different colorations of light and continued to randomly expose the subject to these lights. The reaction was still as violent as ever, and so distance was calculated into the experiment as well. The further away the light was the less problem it caused. Soft hued lights didn't cause any reaction, while more vibrant colors such as red and blue made the subject very grumpy.'

Genesis stared at the picture of the baby with the light contraptions around him. No wonder he was screaming, those lights looked like they'd cause anyone's retinas to burn… He flipped the page to see what else had gone on.

'Another test we found different textures to see if the subject's preference was associated to the cells at all. Subject was exposed to flower petals, sand, putty, animal fur, and a cactus. Project S showed little interest in all of them besides the animal fur. The subject was then exposed to a frog, a fish, and a skin graft of Jenova's skin.'

Genesis frowned. Ew. They skinned her and let him touch such a thing? That…was sick.

'The subject seemed to disapprove of all three. Testing shows that his preference is much like that of a normal child's. After heavy exposure to the textures the next experiment was to expose the subject to human contact to see initial reactions. The subject showed extreme preference for women with softer skin then women with dry skin, and showed no interest in men with dry skin or soft skin. Subject was then tested for the same thing after being yelled at by each person. Initial reaction was crying, but Project S still found comfort towards women with softer skin then any other person. Subject was then exposed to pinching by each person, but subject still responded strongly towards women with softer skin. This reaction continued through being lightly smacked on the wrist and having a soft object thrown at him.'

They threw things at him? Genesis couldn't believe how…mean they were. Sephiroth was just a baby and they had practically abused him like he wasn't a human being…

'Subject was then set into isolation for several hours. Each person after a set number of hours would enter in, but subject wouldn't change response from crying. Only response that stimulated less tears was when a woman with soft skin would come in to check up on him. This response stimulated more curiosity, so upon quick thinking all women with soft skin were removed from the facility for a week. Subject grew melancholy and grumpy. When the week was over subject seemed unresponsive. Tests were taken again with each person but this time Project S did not accept the women with softer skin. With this in mind, another experiment was set forth to see the lasting affects of having the least amount of physical contact with Project S. Over the course of one month the subject was put into isolation and only contacted with for food and to change him. Tantrums were persistent in the first two weeks, but behavior changed to silence in the third week, and the fourth week the child showed no reaction toward people entering or exiting the isolation area. During the first week subject was more prone to holding his arms out to be picked up. The second week Project S was more determined and tried grabbing at testers rather than waiting to be picked up. Reactions died out as the weeks progressed.'

Genesis felt dreadful. They didn't bother to hold him or hug him…let alone make him feel needed. He was surprised Sephiroth lived through such little interaction. His eyes went up to the figure and noticed he had finished up his meal and was doing his best to warm up the rest of his body. He was going to suggest going to bed, but his attention was quickly brought back to the book. It…was interesting to read what was going on inside the experimenting on Sephiroth. It made him feel like he understood the man more.

'Today Project S was tested for reaction to words and pictures. Project S was put into a 'normal child' environment with a woman and a room pertaining to a living room. Project S was held by the woman and rocked while being read a book about colors. The subject at first seemed agitated to the new environment and being held, but after twenty minutes accepted his position and held onto the woman while she read to him. Project S's level of stress reduced considerably and became lethargic at the situation. Unfortunately, the subject didn't make any recognition of the colors or what was being read to him. Subject was immediately taken from the environment and put into isolation. Stress levels increased and Project S continued to cry for the rest of the day. No more testing was done.'

That was so terrible! Genesis couldn't believe that the one moment Sephiroth ever felt like he could relax and enjoy a normal life they instantly ripped him away because he wasn't responding to the testing properly. He shut the book completely disgusted with what was happening and shoved the item back into the confines of his clothes, eyes landing on Angeal and Sephiroth.

"You seem upset," Angeal commented at the sight of Genesis's face.

"I am, this book is…just…I don't know how to explain it. Inconsiderate of other people's feelings I guess."

"Is…the character suffering that terribly that it upsets you?" Angeal chose his words carefully.

"Yes. It's…disgusting is all. I'm finished with it for the night." He turned his attention to Sephiroth who hid his curiosity on the book fairly well. "We should get some rest."

Sephiroth noticed he wasn't going to get anymore from the book other than that. Oh well, it was just a stupid book that Genesis liked, it was probably something just as ridiculous as LOVELESS that made no sense to anyone but him. He unpacked the sleeping bags they were given and slipped into his own, pulling his hair into view so he could fix it up a bit and put it into a better place. Genesis then invaded his space and joined him. At first Sephiroth was going to object but knew they would say 'how else are you going to get warm?' He settled in and watched as Angeal positioned himself beside them. Plenty of warmth he could only assume. "I hope you don't move in your sleep," Sephiroth muttered.

"Not as much as you do."

"You would know, wouldn't you? Do I have any other sleeping habits you'd like to inform me about?"

"You like to cuddle."

Sephiroth stared at him before facing the other way, "Right. Be prepared to wake up at a moment's notice, boys." As the night started to wear on the fire soon died out and Sephiroth was actually glad that Genesis was sharing a sleeping space with him. Still, there was that loathing that made the trip much worse than he wanted it to go. What's inside that book that he's so interested in? I noticed he looked at me at some point…as if he was directing the emotions he was getting from the book onto me. Pity. That's what it looked like. Why would he pity me? It…made no sense. Maybe he wanted to say something about the book but didn't know how to bring it up? I probably would have reacted negatively anyway…so he's shying away from talking to me. Now that I'm interested in what he's reading I'm not sure if I should be nicer or not. I want to know…but is it really that important? And besides, I don't want him to think I'm interested in gaining a friendship with him. That's the last thing I want. He felt Genesis wrap his arm around him and press his body against his. He froze, not sure how to react at first as his mind dove to the many things that Genesis had said to him. Supposedly we've had sex together. I think I would remember something like that, especially with someone like HIM. But…I'm worried if he's telling the truth. Is there something really wrong with me? Why am I interested in him…or why was I… The hot breath beat down against his neck as Genesis cradle his hips against the back of Sephiroth's tailbone. He felt uncomfortable now and broke the attachment by pushing him further away to lay on his stomach, but Genesis readjusted to press himself on Sephiroth's back. Instead of pushing away again he decided there was no point, Genesis was either intent on keeping that position or he was too asleep to notice what he was doing.

For now…he'd sleep and hope the morning was going to be a good travel.

OoOoOoOoOoOoO

~There was an endless world before Sephiroth in this dream, yet it wasn't like the place was featureless. Grass carried itself over the fields of hills and flowers littered the area before him. A beautiful sun hung overhead and the sky was a soft blue with fluffy white clouds touching spots here and there. His mind felt relaxed in this place, as if the world was made to calm him. For several moments he didn't move, only basked in its soft glory until he heard a voice…

He turned his head here and there to find where it was but saw no figure. The call came again, yet he couldn't find its origins. Curiously he started to walk, the words of the mysterious figure getting louder and louder as he walked onward, eyes still searching for the owner of the echoing voice. He stopped upon a cave-like area, a waterfall cascading itself yet completely silent.

The voice belonged…to the waterfall. He thought this was completely irrational yet didn't argue because it was a dream after all, things happened that people couldn't explain. "Hello?" His voice echoed out into the waterfall and he got a reply back.

"Sephiroth…" it was like a soft whisper that kept echoing toward him, his mind hardly able to comprehend that it was speaking his name. "Let the bridge be your guidance…or fall to the fates of the black crow."

Sephiroth looked over at the bridge and noticed there was indeed a black bird perching itself some distance close to it. The bird was extremely large but he chose not to question its size but on a different matter. "What's…wrong with following the crow?"

"Everything you've ever gained…will be his…everything you enjoy will be lost…Your glory…" But the voice was dying out into something completely indecipherable. Sephiroth tried to listen harder and moved closer, eyes focusing on the silent waterfall.

"Wait…what about my glory?" He hardly regarded his glory as something important… His hand touched the bridge and the bird came fluttering over, landing on the rails but not touching him. Their eyes connected and for a moment there was no movement between them. And then…temptation came. As the bridge creaked to tell him to hold on he lost his grip, and soon felt his hand reaching out instead to the black bird.

Their touch sent the whole world asunder and everything started to disappear. The skies turned black and clouds formed overhead. The area decayed quickly. As the earth shook and violently casted water all over him he shielded his eyes from something blinding him. What…was it? He looked over to focus on who it was, but there was no figure, just the light.

Sephiroth.~

Sephiroth awoke with a jolt and felt his heart rate, his breathing was quick and rapid. What was going on? He tried to register his surroundings but couldn't see anything. He panicked and struggled to bring light toward himself, the top of the sleeping bag soon coming undone to reveal the moon-bathed night. The quick chill bit right into him and his body shuddered yet he didn't move to conceal himself. His eyes were glued to the land before him. It…was snowing. His breath could be seen in soft clouds as he kept staring at the wonderful masterpiece of nature before him, unable to pull himself from the captivating world.

As reality slowly started to strike him something else was striking him as well. Genesis had gotten up and jammed his pointy elbow into Sephiroth as he tried to find a comfortable spot only to figure out that Sephiroth wasn't lying down. The redhead grabbed Sephiroth roughly against his chest and growled, "It's not morning yet, go back to bed."

Sephiroth glared at the figure. And who was he to demand such things from him? He pushed the redhead's arm away as his eyes went back toward the land before them. Peaceful and beautiful…

"You're letting all the cold in…lay down," Genesis muttered against Sephiroth's side which felt extremely awkward. Why was he so clingy? Probably was used to snuggling up against Angeal or something. Ha, he should have expected that. Sephiroth shoved the boy away once again and got out of the sleeping bag, the boy pleaded for him to come back but his words were rather incoherent as he pulled himself deeper within the bag.

"Shut up, I'll be back in a minute," Sephiroth hissed. He exited their resting area and moved out into the open, feeling his body ache with each step. His hips hurt, his legs could hardly move, and his back was far from happy, but he paid no attention to the agony he was going through. Instead he leaned against a tree and stared up at the forlorn moon above as the speckles of snow casted themselves upon him and the untouched world. He…had never seen it snow before. Maybe he forgot, maybe Genesis 'knew' about it, but still…witnessing it right now seemed really peaceful and majestic. His time alone didn't last for long as he could hear the soft crunching of boots on the snow. He didn't bother to turn and look to see who it was as he had already guessed that Genesis was arriving over to complain to him. He was surprised, though, to find Angeal standing there. A moment of silence went between them as they watched the world move silently around them.

"Never thought we'd see a nice view on this trip," Angeal remarked.

"Some of the greatest things happen when you're not paying attention," Sephiroth replied. They went back into silence and once again Sephiroth felt as if Angeal was the only figure in their group that he could somewhat relate to. At least the man was focused. Their attention was brought toward the next set of crunching on the snow and there was Genesis striding his way up to them shivering.

"Why are you out here? It's cold out here!"

"You're cold?" Sephiroth questioned him.

"Yes, it's freezing out here."

Sephiroth bent down as if to flick some snow from his boots but scooped up a handful instead and smacked it right into Genesis's face, "There, now you actually have something to complain about. If you're so cold go back to bed."

Genesis struggled to release himself from the cold clutches of the snow and had wiped most of it off. It didn't make his mood any better. "Hey! That was uncalled for!" By this time Angeal was laughing at the action which only riled the redhead up more. "Shut up, that wasn't funny."

"Yeah it was," Angeal chuckled. "The look on your face was priceless."

Genesis glared before a big smirk came across his face, "Oh yeah?" He hit the tree they were under and the piles on the branches came piling down on them. It took a moment for them to react but Angeal and Sephiroth both glared at Genesis as the boy was laughing. "What, too cold?"

Sephiroth was covered in the cold substance and was rather upset about it. "I'll show you cold," he seethed. His hand reached out and snatched the man before he could run and threw him to the ground. Genesis had reacted quickly and snatched onto Sephiroth's leg, pulling him down as well. As their snow-filled fight continued Angeal dusted himself off and smirked at the interaction going on. Maybe Sephiroth was in a better mood now that he could pummel Genesis in a kind way?

"Hey, children, no roughhousing in the morning. You're going to get soaked and then how will you keep warm?"

Genesis scrambled away and pulled the snow from out of his shirt, "Sephiroth started it."

Sephiroth got up and tried to shake out the snow from his hair being rather unsuccessful, "I was giving you a good reason to complain."

"I'm sure that's the only reason you did that," Genesis commented back. He brushed the snow off of his shoulders now, shaking off his legs as well.

Sephiroth let his eyes land on him. Now what was he going to say? "Was there another reason?"

"You just wanted to get all over me," Genesis cooed. He brushed off his front gently, "I know how you are." This peeked Angeal's interest since he was still trying to figure out Sephiroth's sexuality. It was going to be an interesting trip if he ever did find out which way Sephiroth swung.

But Sephiroth looked put off by Genesis's words like his conclusion was far from his expectations. "That's highly doubtful. I'm disappointed in you, Genesis, I thought for once your mind would be somewhere else aside from there." His hands pulled out a chunk of snow from his hair, "A pity that I'm proven wrong."

Genesis laughed and brandished his charming smile. "Yeah, you would try to push it off like that. We all know what you really think."

"And what would that be?"

"That you like boys."

Sephiroth let his eyes gently rest upon Genesis's figure taking in his cocky attitude and position. Of course he'd say something like that. "Remember what happened last time you said such things?"

"You hit me."

"Yes, don't make me repeat my gestures again."

"For all I know you could have been trying to knock me out so you could have your way with me. Wouldn't be surprising from a guy like you."

Sephiroth felt like hitting him but restrained and tried to keep calm. No sense in getting upset. "That's ridiculous. Besides, if I really wanted you I could have just asked. You idolize me enough I'm sure you'd put out in an instant."

Angeal muffled a chuckle and watched the expression on Genesis's face change from cocky to bewildered. This was first class entertainment right here. The boy quickly recovered as his mind started off with another comeback.

"Maybe you have asked and you just don't remember? No surprise coming from someone who lost all of his memories."

"Oh yes, I'm sure I begged to tear your virginity from your fragile body and I'm sure you readily agreed."

Genesis crossed his arms over his chest, "Not exactly, though I'm sure you wished it worked that way."

Sephiroth shook his head, "This discussion is over."

Genesis laughed. "Yeah, that's how it always works, doesn't it? You can't handle the subject so you end it. You must be in some wonderful denial if you always refuse to listen."

"I'm just tired of hearing your voice, but I suppose if you want to make a point than you should do it quickly. We're heading out in fifteen minutes."

Angeal sighed, "Hold on, boys, let's not get so hasty. Sephiroth, we still need rest, it hasn't been that long since we settled down. Genesis, let's not press Sephiroth's buttons right now, okay? We need to work as a group to get this mission done successfully. Let's head back to bed and wake up in the morning."

Sephiroth watched them move but didn't budge from his spot. "Go back to bed if that's what you want, I'm going forward."

"You're going to split our group up?" Genesis questioned his motives. "That's a really stupid idea."

Sephiroth turned toward him with a glare, "No, lying around and wasting time is a stupid idea. You can catch up to me later, but I'm moving now. If you don't want to be split up then follow me."

Genesis almost argued with him before shrugging his shoulders, "Fine whatever, have fun. Don't die."

Sephiroth gathered up his things and moved out, the other two didn't speak at all during this time. As he had moved onto his path he could hear them whispering finally thinking he was out of earshot. It was true he couldn't understand what they were saying, but the fact that they would be childish enough to talk about him was enough to fuel him onward. He wanted to get away from them. Angeal wasn't even a factor in it, but Genesis seemed to make it worse.

Genesis and Angeal were indeed talking about Sephiroth. Genesis groaned as the figure left and brushed his hair out of the way, "That's it. Screw being nice to him."

"You were never nice to him in the first place."

"What?"

"You always upset him, that's why he's leaving."

"I didn't even do anything."

"You deliberately called him gay just to get a rise out of him. I'm not sure if you understand that he doesn't know how to take a joke. He's a serious guy, Genesis, you have to start realizing that he's not who he used to be."

"I know…" Genesis rubbed his hands together and sighed, "I guess I'm just angry that he…still sees us as a step below him."

"You should approach it differently. Yes, he may think that now, but if we give him time it won't be that way. Purposefully offending him will not make it better, trust me."

Their blue eyes connected and Genesis gave a worried look toward Angeal. "I suppose. I guess I just can't help myself sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Angeal snorted. "More like most of the time." He received a glare which only made him laugh. "What? It's true, Genesis, you're always like that around Sephiroth. You start out fine and then you forget yourself and start bashing him because you find it entertaining, because you think he deserves to be pained by your very presence. I'm not sure what made you turn against him so rashly but it really should stop."

"It's because he ruined everything for me. My experience as a SOLDIER was mostly made up of babysitting him and reaping no rewards. I want to make his life miserable the way he made mine."

Angeal wanted to know how Genesis had come to such a conclusion. Never in his life had he seen Genesis this set against Sephiroth. Yes, they fought quite a lot, but they also had wonderful times together. Their friendship was strong, so what could have changed that decision? "What happened between you two that brought on such despise?"

"I can't say," Genesis muttered. He wished he could confide in Angeal but knew it would only wreck their friendship as well. He didn't want to get into details about the relationship he had with Sephiroth and he sure as hell didn't want Angeal to try and fix it. It was something he wanted to do… Besides, he didn't really want Sephiroth back. He just wanted to ruin his life…by showing him he was a giant abomination.

Angeal's brow creased and his furrowed expression started to show signs of concern. "I'm worried now."

"Don't be, it's nothing that involves you."

Angeal shook his head, "No, I'm worried because I think I know."

Genesis's heart leapt and he stared at his best friend wondering what he would say. "And…what do you think it is?"

Angeal wasn't sure how to put it. He wanted to make sure his words were concise yet nice enough not to throw Genesis into a tantrum. Now how to do it… "Genesis…you keep pointing out things to Sephiroth that you've never seriously mentioned before. You've said it was a joke, but…now I have a feeling it isn't. You really think he likes guys, and it isn't only because you think that but because you know…and you know because—" Angeal watched Genesis pull his look away, "Because…you and him…"

Genesis wasn't even sure how to handle the subject. Angeal was too smart. He was too good. What should he say? He just snapped, finally pouring out what he had been hiding to his friend unable to contain it any longer. "We had sex! We fucked! There, I said it! I don't know why or how it just happened. But it wasn't even that, it was the fact that he'd act interested and then two seconds later he'd turn around and say he didn't like me and that being together was going to get in the way of serving the fucking Planet! He kept blaming me for everything and saying I just wanted to use him so he kept pushing me away. That's why we always fought. It was the only reason why we fought. Because he'd lead me on and then leave me hanging. And it just escaladed into other things. Like the mission we went on together, when I got hurt he made the decision to let me be tortured because he believed I deserved that pain. And then he received the title and the glory! I…I felt backstabbed before but that was the last straw. He always believed that I was making up everything and that I only wanted personal gain from him. I'm still pissed at him and I doubt I'll get over it until I cause him enough anguish that he'll beg for me to stop. I don't care if it takes decades to do, I'll be persistent."

Angeal listened to Genesis's explosive speech and tried to process it all. So…the truth was out. He had always questioned what was happening and had hoped it wasn't anything like this, but he should have known better. "In the beginning, Genesis, you did act as if he should worship you because you were his teacher. His thoughts weren't completely irrational. And besides, you've told me before that you hardly wanted him as a friend but you wanted his glory. He probably felt cheated. It wasn't like he could refuse the title he was given or somehow shun away the media."

Genesis put his head down and was silent after Angeal's words. He didn't care anymore. If Sephiroth explained it earlier then he wouldn't feel this need for revenge, but after all this time of agony going through his mind…it was just going to have to be so. "I still hate him."

"Is that all you want is revenge?"

"What else? I don't want him as a friend or…" he couldn't even say the words. "I just don't care for him anymore. I wish he'd be crammed back into the box he lived in."

Angeal shook his head, "Everyone has the right to experience the wonders of this world."

"No, he doesn't. He is an abomination! He shouldn't even exist! He's an experiment that…that scientist toyed with for their own entertainment. I've read what they've done, Angeal. He was a child that was brutally mistreated and unwanted. Why even bother with having him around?"

"You do realize you're only fueling into what the scientists enjoyed, right? You keep testing him. You poke and prod where it hurts just for his reaction. You don't treat him like he's human, and it doesn't matter if he is or isn't…he still has feelings. The fact that you take your resent and force him to relive such pains from his childhood is completely selfish and cruel of you." Angeal kept his eyes on Genesis as the man had kept his head lowered until now. "What's the point?"

Genesis didn't have an answer. Maybe…Angeal was right. But then again, maybe he wasn't. One thing was for sure, no matter how he acted around Sephiroth he still wanted to show him JENOVA. "Let's go find him." Genesis rose and started to pack up their things quickly.

Angeal followed suit in the action but was wary about it all. He didn't know if his words finally made it through Genesis's head. The confession was surprising enough as it was, it would make the trip much more awkward than he was prepared for, but if he went with the flow of things it wouldn't matter. Besides, Genesis had said he had no interest in Sephiroth anymore…perhaps the joking mannerisms would stop finally?

It didn't take long for them to catch up with Sephiroth since they were rushing forward. Genesis called out to him and Sephiroth looked back incredulously before lightening up his look. "Sephiroth, hold up, we're coming."

The figure stopped in his tracks as they began to approach. "I thought you wanted to sleep."

"We decided it'd be best to stick together," Angeal remarked. They got within ten feet of Sephiroth when a loud cracking noise could be heard below them. Their eyes casted downwards and Angeal picked up on what it was. They were standing on ice. He started to back up and pulled Genesis along with him, "Sephiroth…get off the ice."

Sephiroth looked down but didn't see what ice he was talking about, all of it was covered in fluffy snow. "I don't see the ice."

"You're standing right on it! Just move slowly back this way, all right?" Angeal's serious tone gave the situation a graver air about it. "Just get off the ice," he repeated.

Sephiroth heard the crack sound louder but couldn't tell which direction it was coming from. He slid toward them and heard the cracking become louder. This made him only fall back to his original spot, "I don't think it's safe to move your way."

Genesis, being the one to act more than talk it out, moved forward and reached his hand out, quite a few feet away from the man. "Grab my hand."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Sephiroth, now isn't the time to play games!"

"Our combined weight will only make it collapse faster…"

Genesis pulled back, "Then throw me your pack."

Sephiroth hesitated before pulling it off and giving it a good toss, Genesis easily caught it and put it on the ground. Angeal gave a hand motion for Sephiroth to start walking now. He started his slow trek back toward them but the ice snapped and his leg went under. Sephiroth shouted at the cold sensation that was now on his flesh and about jumped to get out but Angeal and Genesis both shouted at him to not move. "Sephiroth, slowly pull your leg out," Angeal commanded.

Sephiroth tried but found that his foot wasn't coming up, "I'm stuck." Right after he said this, a loud crack could be heard and he went completely under. He struggled as the piece of ice that was beneath him had shifted itself and started to move back up while he continued to sink. His muscles ached terribly and his entire body felt chilled to the point he couldn't even shiver at how cold it was because his body was too frozen to do such. The adrenaline within him caused him to try and swim upward. It felt like forever to him in that vast cold pool of nothingness beneath the ice, but he reached the air. He gasped and tried to reach for a surface that would pull him up. His hands grasped the surrounding ice but it only started to break as well. He went under again and felt as if he couldn't get back out.

Will I die down here? But…will I ever make it back out there? And if I do make it out…will I be all right? I could give up…but…

But you're forgetting something very important.

Who…?

Sephiroth couldn't tell if he had lost it when he was under there or if his own thoughts had started to develop a split personality, the only thing he did know was that he reached the surface again. He felt rope this time and his eyes connected to what was happening. Rope. He needed to get out. Quickly Sephiroth pulled it around him and felt himself be forced out of the icy cold water. He wasn't sure how long it took, but in his mind it felt like forever until he reached the other two.

"Over there, let's get him undressed. I'll start a fire, you get him dry. Hurry!"

Sephiroth didn't know who was speaking to him anymore or at least about him. He was shoved about until they reached some darker area. Then he felt someone pulling at his clothes and he tried to retract from the attention, "Sephiroth, stop, we need to get you undressed or else you'll freeze to death." This time he didn't struggle, though he still felt extremely cold as his layers were pulled from him. It took a minute for him to notice he was being rubbed down as well because he had lost all feeling. His mind registered that he had been keeping his eyes closed this entire time and finally he opened them up almost fearing for the worse, but instead there was a fire starting up with his clothes hanging near it.

"All right, Sephiroth, let's sit down. This way." He felt himself be seated while Genesis moved himself behind the silver-haired figure and wrapped his arms around him to keep him warm. Angeal noticed the motions but didn't question it. Sephiroth was going to die if he didn't get the warmth, it was necessary for Genesis to do such things… "Angeal, hang up the sleeping bags and we can get them heated up enough that we can set them on him to help get him warm."

"Good idea," Angeal remarked and undid all of them, setting them near the fire as well. After awhile he pulled one down and they sheltered the barely covered Sephiroth in it. "There."

Sephiroth felt the warmth from against his back get warmer as Genesis held onto him, and soon his front warmed up as well. His teeth chattered and then he felt the terrible pain of how cold he really had been. "Aahh…" he hissed and pulled himself into a ball, "God…"

"Just keep yourself against me, all right?" Genesis whispered and helped the man lean back into him. "I'll keep you warm."

Sephiroth didn't speak at all as they sat there, and even when he started to feel much warmer and better he didn't move. His eyes stayed focus on the fire that flicked about and crackled. Soon his eyes got heavy and he let himself drag into sleep. There was something in there that he needed to confront.

Who are you?

OoOoOoOoOoOoOoO

Morning shined brightly upon Genesis and he winced as his sleepy eyes tried to focus on what was happening. He saw Angeal staring at him curiously. Had he been awake this entire time? But Angeal broke into a big grin and gave his arm a slap, "Glad to see you're awake. I just woke up not long ago…and Sleeping Beauty is still out."

Genesis focused his eyes downward at the figure he had been holding this entire time. Weird, he thought he'd be so pissed off at Sephiroth but right now…all he felt was pity. This position reminded him of when he first got Sephiroth and the man couldn't sleep without being snuggled against someone. Why couldn't it always be like that? "Yeah…I hope he feels better."

"We'll find out when he wakes up, in the meantime I'll get things packed while you keep doing what you do best."

As those two were awake Sephiroth was in a vast dream again, not as odd as the one he had before, but it still made no sense to him.

~He was in darkness. Underwater it seemed, much like his drowning experience from falling into the ice cold lake. His eyes couldn't detect anything, yet his ears were picking up on a clear voice.

"Who…are you?" He asked, surprising himself that he could speak good English in water. He chose not to question it further but waited for the response from the mysterious figure. Unfortunately he received no such words from the stranger. "Speak to me…"

Sephiroth.

There. There it was. His eyes moved about again to find where it was coming from. "Yes…that's me…who are you?" How many times would he have to repeat that question?

"Sephiroth…"

This time…it was a different voice. Who was this? Why was it so familiar?

"Sephiroth…"~

"Sephiroth?" Genesis questioned. Finally he watched the 1st class SOLDIER awaken from his slumber. "Sephiroth, are you feeling any better?"

His eyes stared into Genesis's. Why were they so close? He looked around him and remembered what had been going on previously. Gently he sat up more, though Genesis still had quite the grasp on him. "I'm…fine…"

"You kept asking me who I was in your sleep. What kind of dream were you having?"

He was talking out loud in his sleep? That…was odd. Quickly he shook his head at Genesis's imploring words, "I don't know, they wouldn't tell me who they were…it was just a blank dream. I was talking to myself."

"Weird." Genesis rubbed Sephiroth's arm comfortingly, "So…your clothes are finally dry if you want to get dress."

Sephiroth noticed and he glanced back at him, "If I want to? I'm not going to go around naked for an entire trip." A familiar laugh made them both look over at Angeal.

"All I can imagine is Sephiroth battling enemies bare assed. I'm sure that will catch them all off guard."

Sephiroth brought himself up more and Genesis finally broke his grasp on him, "Just hand me my clothes." As they were thrown at him he got up and dressed himself quickly as the cold nipped at him. At last he was layered and he felt much better. But there was something off… He dug into his pocket and pulled out a brush and started to work through his hair roughly.

"How far are we going today? You shouldn't strain yourself, but if you want to make up for lost time than I think all of us are able to push forward," Genesis remarked.

Sephiroth thought it over and let his eyes take in their body language. They looked eager, yet he had a feeling that he shouldn't be cold toward them anymore. They…saved his life, at least. "It all depends on when you get tired."

Genesis at first wasn't sure what he meant but it started to sink in. "Oh…you mean you think I'll drag the group behind?"

"No, I mean when you're tired we'll stop. That's all."

"What?"

"What's so confusing about what I said?" Sephiroth stopped brushing and watched as Genesis rose to stare at him face to face. There was a moment between them that Sephiroth wasn't sure why Genesis was acting this way and he finally pulled his eyes away from him, "What?"

"You normally tell us to push on until we can't move anymore. You…you should have said something along the lines of 'we're not resting tonight' but…you didn't." Genesis smirked, "And you know I'm right."

Sephiroth gave a small glare, "Well do you want me to say that or would you rather have it be flexible?"

"Flexible," Angeal spoke for both of them. "He's just surprised that you're being nice. Enough gawking, we should go."

Sephiroth didn't respond to that. Maybe he was being nice…but he could easily change that. As their trek continued onward Sephiroth wondered if he should speak up about them saving his life. They deserved praise, right? But would it be taken in the wrong way? He didn't want to seem soft, but he was genuinely glad that they helped him. He felt like if he did say anything though that it'd ruin his reputation. There had to be a way to put it that would seem heartfelt yet professional all at the same time…right?

Their journey had no breaks. No one spoke up about being tired or anything else. For once, it was just silence and not because it was forced…but because they chose to be quiet. With each step Sephiroth felt his chance of saying thanks was slipping away. It wouldn't make any sense for him to say it now…and as he took another step he'd repeat that same thing to himself.

At last they had reached their very first base camp. It was well into the night and the trio hadn't eaten during the entire trip, so upon arrival of the area it brought up their hopes and their appetites. The base camp was a wooden hut covered in snow and mesh, almost as if to camouflage it to look like an oddly shaped igloo. But Sephiroth didn't care for the outsides, it was the insides that he was interested in. Within the small camp area there was a place for a fire and packs of food and fresh water to stock up on plus medical supplies. The three made a fire and had some good food for the night, a variety of vegetables and beans to revive them. Still, there was that silence between them all. It wasn't until Sephiroth was halfway done with his food that he wondered if they were silent because they still didn't want to talk to him? Angeal and Genesis were friends…not him. He wasn't a part of such a group. They were probably waiting for him to leave or do something off on his own before they talked…

"Sephiroth?" Genesis questioned and their eyes met. "Feeling any better?"

"I'm fine," Sephiroth remarked and knew this was the opportunity he was looking for. He didn't know what to say though. "I'm…not cold anymore."

Genesis smiled, "That's good. You scared the both of us. I thought for sure you were gone when you went under a second time."

Angeal nodded, "I don't think anyone would survive such a plunge."

Sephiroth shook his head, "I don't know…I'm surprised I survived." He noticed he got their attention. All right…he just had to speak up now. "When I went under I panicked and swam back up, but the second time I felt like I was supposed to give up. It was an odd feeling…"

"Then…what got you moving?" Genesis questioned.

Sephiroth gave a small laugh, "It was something stupid, really. I was mentally arguing with myself…or at least something close to it. I thought…if I gave up that I would forget something important, and for some reason that made me swim again. It doesn't even make sense to me now."

Angeal shrugged, "Must be your unconscious thoughts breaking through in a time of panic. You probably didn't want to forget something dear to you, or you just didn't want to forget your duty as a 1st class SOLDIER."

"I don't hold anything dear to me, so it must be the fact that I have to get this mission done. It would be stupid for someone such as myself to have a death so different from what my job description is."

Genesis busted out laughing, "Oh man, I didn't even think about it. Instead of being killed in action you just froze to the bottom of some random lake in enemy territory. Could you imagine Lazard's face if we had to tell him that?" Genesis's smirk got bigger. "Now that's priceless."

Angeal snorted, "He'd make us go down and get him whether he was dead or not. I can imagine Professor Hojo having the ability to make Sephiroth become a zombie or something of the like."

"I wouldn't put it past him," Sephiroth commented and gently poked at the food in his bowl. "I suppose I never did thank you for that." There. That was like saying it, wasn't it?

Genesis shook his head, "There's no need to, it would be stupid of us to let you die. You're not only our strongest member but you're also the most important figure in Shinra."

Angeal nodded, "And you've got the map to our base camps."

Sephiroth gave a small smirk, "Yes, I suppose you would want that wouldn't you? But to tell the truth, I've doubted the both of you this entire trip. I didn't think you were capable of anything, especially in saving anyone's life, let alone my own. I shouldn't have judged you so quickly."

Angeal shrugged, "You were going off of your best instincts. Besides, you've been around Genesis too long…his personality probably rubbed you the wrong way."

Genesis glared but he started to laugh right after he did, "Yeah, I haven't been exactly the easiest person to work with up to this moment. I've been bugging you to death since day one and you probably thought I was a complete moron in everything I do."

Sephiroth nodded, "That's what I've been trying to tell you this entire time."

"Yeah, I understood…I just didn't want to admit it because I knew you'd be a bastard about it."

"Well…let's not assume anything anymore, shall we?"

Genesis agreed to Sephiroth's words and set his food down, "Let's start over." Again. "As long as you're accepting of Angeal and me than we'll respect your boundaries and decisions…and hopefully this mission will run much smoother, right?"

Sephiroth wasn't sure if he could agree to that. Would he want it to go by faster if he was going to start having a good time with them? What was he saying? He…didn't want friends…..did he? No, he didn't… "Right." He focused on his drink where his hand was positioned and noticing he was still shaking. How? He thought he was warm…yet now that he was paying attention to himself, he realized he was far from comfortable. Even being near the fire it seemed he wasn't getting enough warmth. Gently he rubbed his hands together thinking it was nothing to get hyped up over, but Genesis saw the notion as a big problem.

"You're cold still? Need me to help you?"

Sephiroth's eyes turned icy, "What?"

"I'll help you get warm..?" Genesis repeated himself. Slowly it sunk in and he smiled, "I meant…that in a helpful way in case you were getting ideas…Unless you like thinking like that."

Sephiroth pulled his eyes away from Genesis. As if he thought that way, Genesis was the one who forced him to think terrible thoughts. "I meant how."

Genesis grabbed Sephiroth's hand without explanation and he felt the warmth envelope his fingers. He didn't understand why until he remembered Genesis had fire materia on him. "I could have easily just walked over to the fire."

Genesis smiled, "But you didn't."

"You grabbed my hand."

"Not like you were actually going to move."

Angeal watched the two and wondered if this would just send Sephiroth right back into his pissy mood. He wouldn't be surprised, Genesis made his moves too obvious and too quickly. "You know, most people use rings when they ask someone to marry them. Unless you're not into tradition."

Genesis smirked, "Yeah, you're right." He pulled a ring that he had been wearing off and grabbed Sephiroth's hand again, pushing it on before Sephiroth could oppose his actions. "Marry me, baby."

Sephiroth pulled his hand away and stared at the ring, "That hurt." He grabbed it to pull it off, but it seemed rather stuck. Gently he twisted and pulled, trying this and that to try and get the dumb thing off, but it seemed to resist everything he was trying. "It's stuck."

Angeal snorted, "It likes its new owner way too much."

Genesis snatched his hand again, "Let me try." He pulled hard, but only got quite the vicious snarl from Sephiroth.

"You're going to rip my finger off, not the ring you idiot." So much for being nice to them!

"I don't get how it went on but can't come off. Your knuckle is just too big."

Angeal pushed Genesis's hand away to get a glimpse at it, "The problem here is the fact that Sephiroth's knuckle is swollen from when you jammed it on there. You have to wait until it goes down. Maybe put some snow on it?"

Sephiroth glared, "Why don't I just break it off?"

But Genesis had to object. "No! My…parents bought me that ring."

"Well it clearly isn't yours anymore since it's on my finger."

"That just means I own you." Their eyes met and Genesis gave him a quirky grin, but Sephiroth didn't return it.

"I'm going to try the snow." He rose up and went outside, scooping up a handful in his hand while his eyes searched the vicinity. Nothing suspicious so far. He went back inside and shuddered at the small warmth that he had was so quickly ripped from him. It didn't take long for the snow to melt in his hand, but when he tried again to pry it off it was no use.

"Hmm…not even when it's wet does it work," Angeal remarked. "I guess you're stuck with it until we can find better means to get it off."

"Wonderful," Sephiroth mumbled sarcastically. He moved himself over to the fire and tried to get himself warm again.

Angeal glanced over at the amount of wood they had. "I'm going to go out and get more drywood. We should try and save what's already in here for the trip ahead." He bundled himself up, "The two of you play nice now." As he headed out the area went silent. Sephiroth kept his back turned to Genesis while he stood near the warmth of the burning fire before him.

But the innocence of the silence didn't stay much longer. Genesis rose from his spot and came closer to Sephiroth, yet stayed behind him. "So…Sephiroth…what should we do if we get turned on during this trip?"

Sephiroth wasn't sure whether to take that seriously or not. Genesis asked a lot of dumb questions though. "Go sit in some snow."

Genesis laughed and came forward, "What if we're both turned on?" His hand grabbed around Sephiroth's waist, "Hmm? We could satisfy each other."

"That won't be happening," Sephiroth remarked and easily pushed the figure away. "I know you have a deep infatuation with me, but you're better off dogging Angeal and pretending it's me."

Genesis smirked, "Sorry, Angeal and I are strictly friends. You, on the other hand, have been a bit more than that to me."

Sephiroth glared at him, "Not this again. I don't believe in your false tales."

"You know, Angeal knows what we've done to each other. That's why he makes those comments…hints at those things…even gives us alone time. He probably still thinks you're really into me and just pretending to be rude."

Sephiroth didn't comment, figuring that Genesis was trying to get on his nerves as usual. While the redhead stood there close to him Sephiroth didn't understand why he kept this up. Was Genesis just that desperate to get at him? Or was there some type of gain from annoying him? Perhaps the grunts used it as a game, that whoever they could sleep with got them some gil or something. That would make sense. "Genesis, are you even like that or is this your only way of talking to someone that's more important than you?"

Genesis chuckled and pressed himself into Sephiroth, that sly smirk crawling back onto his lips, "Would you like to find out?" His voice was soft as the man's arms glided up him to rest around Sephiroth's neck. It was Sephiroth's first time being in this type of position before, at least from what he could remember, and he didn't find it particularly comfortable to be this close to Genesis.

"No, I think you just answered it anyway." He pulled himself from the position and went back to warming his fingers, but Genesis grabbed his hands and pulled him to face him.

"Sephiroth, I think you're missing the point. It never really mattered about me, but about you. Shouldn't you be satisfied, too? It'd be a lot of noise if you went out and got a girlfriend…but here in our little group no one will have to know."

Sephiroth pushed him off, "I'm satisfied with my title and with my work. I need nothing else, Genesis."

Genesis sighed, "I suppose, but how will you ever experience the greatest things in your life if you push away something so pleasurable?"

"I doubt I'd be pleased if I had to continuously have sex with you for the rest of my life in Shinra." Sephiroth moved from the fire and started to prepare his things for bed. They didn't exchange anymore words, and Angeal came back and didn't seem to question their sudden drop in conversation.

The days went on like that. Sephiroth kept questioning Genesis's motives but couldn't resolve the problem. There were so many reasons for Genesis to act that way. None of which were what Sephiroth thought was the true answer. It was after their third attack on the enemy's bases that he had started to question his own memory. What if Genesis was right and it was actually him who was gay? He didn't remember ever liking boys, but he never remembered liking girls either. He seemed rather indifferent to both sexes, and he never particularly interacted much with the opposite. Was it because he was attracted to boys that it was always that way? But he rationalized with himself that it couldn't be so, because Shinra was a male-dominated force, especially for SOLDIER. It wasn't like he chose to be around guys all the time. But then again, he never went out of his way to talk to women and see if they were attracted to him. Of course he never did the same for men, either.

But as he went along he kept asking himself over and over if he really was lying to himself. It was possible…

As his thoughts kept basing themselves on these questions, he started to take in things he normally didn't pay attention to. The way the other's expressed themselves, the way he expressed himself, the way they talked compared to how he talked. He began to pay closer attention to the things he experienced through touch, picking up on what he didn't like and what he wasn't sure about. He never found something he liked to touch aside from the hilt of his blade, but the other things he was confused about…he wasn't sure if it was 'liking' in a different way or not.

And when they reached their second base numerous days later, Sephiroth was finally shown the answer. Or at least he thought…

Genesis opened the door and dragged himself into the place, eyes sprawling over the nice little cabin they had. This one had an actual bed, and the furnishing, though scarce, were at least nice to have in preparing food. But as Genesis snooped around he found something very pleasant. "Guys. We have a hot tub."

Angeal joined by his side and his own smile started to crawl onto his lips, "Nice. Now Sephiroth can get warm without your help."

Sephiroth didn't remark on the comment though he badly wanted to, and let his own eyes feast upon the interesting hot tub. Genesis moved about here and there to get it all started up, and when he came out his eyes went toward Sephiroth's. "It'll be ready after we eat I bet."

"I thought you weren't supposed to swim after you eat," Angeal commented.

"Please, we'll be sitting in the warm water not moving because it'll feel too good. Can't get any cramps doing that."

Sephiroth started to make dinner while Angeal reviewed the map and Genesis took a break. During dinner they talked over their next moves and figured out how long it would take to get to their next target when Genesis interrupted. "This is boring. You guys talk about the map too much."

Sephiroth turned his eyes to Genesis like he was a moron, but instead a small smile curled to his lips. "Tonight we'll be finished with it, how's that sound? Besides…I'm sure the hot tub is ready now."

Genesis's face lit up, "Oh baby yeah." He got up and stripped right there in front of them, and Sephiroth got to see everything on Genesis. Though he didn't mean to stare, since Genesis had done it in his line of sight he couldn't help it.

"Next time do that somewhere else," Angeal commented as he rose, too, taking off his own clothes.

Sephiroth grabbed up the dishes to set them off to the side for cleaning and checked outside one last time in case someone tailed them before removing his own clothing to go join them. The room was fogging up and Genesis had already made it in, relaxed like this was a vacation. As he got in the boy brought his attention toward him.

"So, Sephiroth, want to play a game?"

"Does it require being anywhere near you?"

Genesis shook his head, "No? Did you think we were going to have a sex party in here?"

"I can never tell what you'll suggest, Genesis."

"Well, how's about we all go around and tell lies or truths, and the others have to guess which it is."

"I suppose," Sephiroth remarked. It sounded stupid, but he'd do it anyway.

"I'll start with something simple. My favorite apple is the Banora white."

Angeal snorted, "True."

Sephiroth didn't know what that even was, "True?"

Genesis gave a small nod, "Yup. Your turn, Angeal."

Angeal thoughtfully rubbed the hairs on his chin and smirked, "I was the second youngest of my family."

Sephiroth shook his head, "I doubt that."

Genesis snorted, "Yeah, that was a lie."

"Of course," Angeal commented. "And now for you, Sephiroth."

Sephiroth had to think about that one. What could he even say that they could guess about? He decided to go with something simple for now, as they had done so as well. "I've never failed a mission."

Genesis thought it over for a minute before nodding, "Yeah, I think that's true." Angeal gave a nod of approval. "All right, let's see here." Genesis toyed with his earring in his ear and smirked, "Sephiroth gave me these earrings."

Angeal didn't remember that happening, but maybe it had happened during the time that the two were together? He could believe it. "True?"

Sephiroth shook his head, "I don't remember that at all. I believe you're lying."

Genesis laughed, "Ha, one of you is wrong. Angeal's turn."

Sephiroth didn't understand, wasn't he supposed to admit he was lying or not? "You're not going to tell?"

"Nope, that's part of the fun of the game. Keeps you wondering."

"Hmmph," Sephiroth grumbled before landing his eyes over to Angeal. "Whatever."

Angeal rubbed his chin thoughtfully, toying around with a few ideas before nodding, "I don't like redheads for dates."

Sephiroth wasn't even sure. He was out of the loop in this game. "True?"

Genesis nodded, "Yeah, you said that when we went on vacation."

Angeal laughed, "Just making sure it's drilled into your head. Sephiroth's turn."

How could he use this to his advantage? Maybe he could learn more about what Genesis thought happened in his past. They both were probably keeping secrets from him. Where to start? "I was born and raised in Midgar." There, they'd have to say something. He watched as the two exchanged looks which instantly sent alarms for him. They knew something he didn't know. So…did they know more about him? Then Genesis would have to be telling the truth about having his memories. Meaning he really did lose them…

Did that actually mean he was gay?

"I'm guessing true," Genesis cockily replied after recovering from the odd question. It was clearly false from the journal he had read, but Sephiroth needn't know that information yet. Angeal just gave a nod, but Sephiroth took it that both were lying. How dare they… "I have seven copies of LOVELESS in my possession."

Angeal started to count on his fingers wondering how many he knew of, "Urm. Lie?"

"Lie," Sephiroth quickly quipped back.

"Yeah, I'm not that big of a freak," Genesis chuckled before glancing at Angeal. "Your turn."

"I don't have a favorite color," Angeal said after thinking it through once again.

"True," Sephiroth and Genesis both said. Sephiroth had to think of another hard question. What else would get him answers? "My blood only has mako running in it." Genesis had commented that there was something unique about him, that he was an experiment when he thought they had first met at that coffee shop. If he lied now he could call him out on it.

Genesis fiddled around with the idea before he shrugged, "Yeah. All SOLDIER operatives are like that."

Angeal quickly said the opposite, "You're lying, there's probably something else in there." This made it so Sephiroth couldn't argue the point in case Genesis had slipped up. "Genesis, your turn."

Sephiroth held up his hand, "Hold on. What makes you say such things, Angeal?"

Angeal shrugged, "Well, blood carries oxygen, waste, carbon dioxide…more things than just mako."

"Is that what you really meant to say?"

"What else would I mean?"

Sephiroth's eyes slid over to Genesis, "Well, last I remember Genesis said there was something far different in my blood."

Genesis smiled, "And you called me pretty."

Angeal laughed, "He what?"

Genesis nodded, "He said that I was pretty, but that wouldn't mean I'd receive any glory from the media."

Sephiroth was surprised at how he moved the topic so quickly away from answering his question. He was going to pursue it, but perhaps it was best to forget about it? Clearly they were hiding things from him on purpose….

Hiding…

Genesis was reading a journal of some sort during this mission, correct? What if that was somehow connected to him? It would clearly be the only reason why he knew so much about him, and he probably shared everything with Angeal.

"That sounds interesting, Sephiroth, I didn't know you thought Genesis was pretty," Angeal joked at the rather put-off figure.

"If you're trying to make this out as a deep attraction for him I will have to say you're sadly mistaken."

"Lie," both of them remarked.

There was a moment of silence between the three of them before Sephiroth finally retorted, "You can't be serious."

"We are. It's obvious you've got a thing for boys," Genesis commented, that sly smirk spreading back onto his face again.

Sephiroth turned his look to Angeal, expecting the man to switch sides and support him. "You think that as well?"

Angeal grabbed his towel and got up, covering himself as he got out, "Well, I wouldn't want to take sides. You two play nice." He had escaped too quickly for Sephiroth to call him back, and now he was stuck in the room with Genesis. They both thought he was gay. Maybe they both truly knew? But he didn't even find boys attractive…how'd that come to happen? What if it was just their way of joking around him..?

He didn't understand any of it. He snarled at Genesis like he had betrayed him, "What have you said to him to make him believe such things?"

"The truth?" Genesis replied. Slowly he came closer to him, grabbing on both sides of Sephiroth, "I think you really have lost all the good memories. But hey, Hojo wouldn't want you to have a mind of your own, now would he?"

Sephiroth noticed that Genesis was going to move to get out, but he grabbed onto his arm, keeping him close. He wasn't sure if it was for the mere comfort of that close contact, seeing his glistening body at this angle, or perhaps because he just wanted to know, but he had to ask. "Why does he need to hide things from me?"

Genesis kept eye contact with Sephiroth when he whispered the answer to him. "You're his experiment, he doesn't want you out of his control. If you don't remember things, then you will follow his orders. You'll let him tweak your body into perfection whether you want it or not. Instead of being human…you'll just be a perfect toy for SOLDIER…for Shinra to send about on missions. And who knows, Hojo will more than likely find a way to copy your genes and create more of you for SOLDIER." He hesitated, and then pulled himself closer to Sephiroth so they were only centimeters apart. "If you gained your own identity it would ruin his entire plan. You had one before and it's been wiped. Maybe you should show him that he can't take those things away from you?"

So, his memory was purposefully wiped? Because he was Hojo's experiment. It still seemed skeptical to him, but perhaps it was because Genesis always made it hard to believe. The way he put things and how he said them always had him doubting the redhead's words.

Genesis leaned forward and kissed him as his thoughts were still everywhere else but in the present. As their lips touched Sephiroth wasn't sure what he was doing. He had never experienced this action before, or at least remembered it…He felt Genesis begin to kiss his neck next, the hot breath coming down onto his flesh felt sensual, something he enjoyed and gave him a thrill. Then he felt Genesis nip at him, his teeth giving small shocks to his neck as the sensation gave him another round of pleasure. He…had never felt like this before. But…he didn't feel like it was right. Maybe it was because he couldn't remember ever liking this attention from Genesis, or maybe because it was too new for him to easily accept, but he had to shirk away from the enjoyable touch. "Stop." His voice hardly sounded stern, more of afraid or annoyed that it was happening.

Genesis stared into those cat-like green eyes, seeing all the emotions that were flashing through Sephiroth right now. That's right, just plant the idea into him…let the man decide for himself which path he'd choose. He gave Sephiroth's lips one more kiss before he removed himself from the close proximity he had with him and got out of the warm waters, draping a towel around his waist carefully. "We should get some sleep, it's been a long day." He didn't say anything, only left the room to get prepared for bed.

Sephiroth didn't move from his spot, the sensation still there on his lips. Did he really like that attention? What was wrong with him? There was no benefit to it, there wasn't any personal gain…it was just erotic pleasure. It didn't do anything…

Why did he like it, though? It didn't make sense!

Sephiroth.

Sephiroth felt jolted by the call of his name. He almost called out, "What?" but stayed silent. It was that voice again, trying to talk to him…

What…do you want?

Outside.

Sephiroth looked over at the windows but they were fogged over. Slowly he rose and covered himself, arriving over to it to wipe it clean. Outside there seemed to be nothing amiss, just the white abyss that they had traveled through recently. There's nothing out there. But he heard shouting out in the other room. Were they fighting? Sephiroth came forth to the door and cracked it open, but instead of seeing Genesis and Angeal barking at each other they were standing very still as a group of Wutai members were aiming their weapons at them.

"Prepare to die, SOLDIER scum!" one shouted.

Then the entire world stopped. At first Sephiroth didn't move, thinking that nothing had happened as of yet, but the voice within him urged him to fight. He burst out of the room and grabbed his sword, rushing forth and destroyed the weapon and the figure. He twisted and took out his partner, the figures moving like sludge in the air as he attacked them, their blood seeping out in the slowest way. It was an odd sensation, Sephiroth didn't know how he was doing it. But he chose not to question it right now as he rushed to the front door and went outside seeing two more members on either side. He sliced one vertically in half and jammed his sword into the skull of the other, their blood starting to flow out as their bodies made their slow travel to the ground. Everything went back to normal then, and the sudden chill hit him hard as he was outside in just a towel. Did he kill all of them?

"Holy Goddess!" Genesis shouted as the bodies suddenly fell over, their blood going all over the wooden floor. "What just…" His eyes moved to the front door and saw the figure there, his pale skin practically blending in with the blowing snow, his silver hair traveling with it in a majestic dance. As Sephiroth entered Genesis couldn't form any words, just stutters and noises trying to form a sentence.

"I'm cold now," Sephiroth grumbled as he closed the door, eyes glancing toward the put-out fire. "Genesis, keep up with the fire, would you?"

Angeal was also astonished. He hadn't seen Sephiroth move at all, he hadn't even known he got out of the hot tub. "Sephiroth…how'd…you do that?"

"Do what?" Sephiroth questioned, wiping blood off of himself with a spare towel. "I killed the enemy, that is our mission. Though this place may seem safe you have to remember we're in enemy territory. Sleep lightly tonight." He started to get dressed but noticed they were still staring at him. "This isn't a show."

Genesis came forth finally, eyes showing bewilderment, "Sephiroth, you just…appeared outside!"

"No, I came out that door, cut down these warriors, then went outside and killed the others that were out there." Sephiroth fixed his shirt on and could tell that Genesis didn't comprehend anything he was saying. "Need I repeat myself?"

"No, I didn't mean that. I meant…" Genesis hesitated as he tried to form it into words.

Angeal spoke up for him, "We didn't see you move at all. That's what we were trying to say. It's an interesting power you have."

Sephiroth adjusted his belt and shook his head, "Hardly. I'm going outside to make sure there aren't any others. One of you should get these bodies out of here and covered, and the other should watch base. I'll be back soon." Sephiroth grabbed up his bloody sword and went outside without another word and noticed the snow around their front door was drenched red. He went past it and glimpsed around at the place, the blowing wind throwing snow up into his face, but he didn't bother to shield his eyes. He was scanning the area, taking in everything about it. For some reason it felt like he could see better today, as if he could sense and notice everything even with the snow blasting before him. Since when did I acquire such abilities? I've experienced something close to this before…but not like this. I feel like I can see the entire world from this one spot. And the other two are just as clueless about it as I am. Perhaps…it really is something about my blood?

Correct.

Sephiroth's eye twitched as the voice entered into his head again. He didn't imagine that he was crazy, yet the voice that talked to him…seemed familiar. It was odd enough that he could hear things that weren't physically there, and as the snow brushed into his face he started to wonder if he should bring it up to Hojo when he returned. But he questioned if that was a good idea. Genesis said Hojo was the manipulator, pushing Sephiroth around like a robot. Perhaps he should find it somewhere else?

He kept his eyes peeled open as they browsed the cold world before him, the freezing air burning his face and lungs, yet for some reason he enjoyed that sensation. This cold reminds me of something I've experienced before. Something refreshing, or perhaps not? I can't tell, but it's familiar. I never noticed this yearning for it before. Or is it even yearning? What is this feeling? Sephiroth turned from the world and looked at the sheltered area they had, inspecting the areas around it but still finding no other warrior about. He went for inside finally, the chill of the outdoors getting their last touch at him when he found the warmth of the room inside grace his body. "We should be far more attentive from now on," Sephiroth spoke, fixing his hair that had been windswept.

"Well, it wasn't like we could have seen that coming," Genesis rationalized. "Their clothing matched the snow."

"Then stare harder at your surroundings. We needn't fall victim to a bunch of men that are far weaker than us," Sephiroth demanded. "They might have seen the smoke coming from this building. Tonight, we'll douse the flames."

Angeal frowned, "You're not serious, are you? The weather will freeze us over."

"We'll be fine," Sephiroth retorted, "Since when have you been one to complain?"

Angeal was taken aback. Sephiroth was saying he was complaining? "I'm just concerned about our survival, Sephiroth. If Genesis loses all of his toes I think we'll be having problems for the rest of our trip."

"He'll be fine." Sephiroth put his sword near the bed and glanced out the window carefully before returning to the table, eyes checking the map carefully. "Tomorrow we'll head out early."

Genesis wasn't surprised that Sephiroth had turned back into Mr. Serious all over again. He nudged Angeal and smirked at him, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't in Sephiroth's presence. "Well, if we're going to bed right now, and the fire will be out, we'll need to sleep together. And since it was a surprise to the both of us, I think it's safe to say that Angeal and I deserve to have the edge….which means you have to have the middle."

Sephiroth glanced away from the map over to the two of them, "That's fine." There was a problem with being in the middle?

Angeal sighed as he turned from them, "You're not scaring him, Genesis, he's used to getting it from all angles." As Genesis laughed at the comment it only made Sephiroth angry. How could they be so childish at a time like this? He didn't care what they thought of him, this mission was way too important to finish to get caught up in their words…

Yet…he felt threatened in a way. If everything was true about him being interested in boys, especially Genesis, they could easily take that situation way out of hand. To them it was all a game because they weren't being targeted… "Make a comment like that again and I'll personally kill you myself and blame it on Wutai."

Genesis smirked at his hateful words, but had to push him more. "You know, I hear body heat travels best when there isn't anything in the way. Maybe we should strip?"

Angeal laughed, "Aha…no."

Sephiroth was thinking the same thing. "You just want to touch everyone."

Genesis brushed a wisp of hair from his face, charming smile arriving toward Sephiroth, "Well, I was just trying to please you. I know how you like it."

Sephiroth sighed and got in bed, "Not even in your dreams."

Angeal got in as well, "Glad I'm not near him if he does have one of those dreams."

Genesis was the last in as the fire was doused. He had the journal with him and he got another 'are you serious' look from Angeal. But he ignored his imploring eyes, finding that Sephiroth would most likely not care to ask him about it. Unfortunately, as Sephiroth comfortably rolled onto his stomach, he saw Genesis with the journal. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to read. It helps me sleep."

He chose not to question it, and Sephiroth pulled his hair out of the way before hiding beneath the pillow. As long as he got some sleep he didn't care what Genesis did anymore.

The redhead noticed this and opened up the journal, glad that Sephiroth wasn't going to argue it further.

'Subject has produced interesting results today based on body temperature flexibility. Subject was settled into snow for a few minutes. Subject couldn't handle it for very long, and began to wail as if in pain. But, when put within the confines of heat generating lamps, subject never complained. Temperature extremes of higher than 120 degrees were reached and subject showed no problems except slight eye irritation.'

Genesis winced as he read that, wondering how long it'd take to cook a human. He didn't want to know.

'Project S was then settled in front of some ice and a hot iron. As Project S picked up the hot iron, he began to scream and cry. After some force, Project S finally picked up the ice, but found no comfort or use for it. This gave way to thinking on healing ability of Project S. If JENOVA's cells had a large enough impact on Project S, he should be able to heal faster than normal human beings. Subject was strapped onto his back and struck five times across the stomach. Each mark was thick enough to observe measurements and produced some blood. The subject was monitored over the week, and according to our hypothesis, Project S did heal faster than a normal being. Our next test was to decide if different types of wounds would still heal as quickly. The subject underwent several smaller cuts from paper, scratching, prodding, and some heavy cuts to the back. Aside from crying lasting longer this time around, subject showed the immense ability to heal quickly still.'

Genesis scooted closer to Sephiroth, resting the book onto the figure as he read on.

'Today, subject was suggested for a malnutrition test. If the subject could physically heal quickly, we questioned whether Project S could last long bouts of lack of attention and food, along with the lack of light. If he could last long without these, when going into recovery, we hypothesized that he could bounce back into a fit shape faster than a normal child. Over the course of four months, each area was tested. First, the lack of attention brought within the month showed no sign of fazing the subject. It may be linked to the testing of our previous times with the subject and women interaction. The second month, the subject was deprived of food for long amounts of time. Subject became relatively lethargic and lost weight, but showed no muscle mass loss or bone loss. The third month Project S was dealt with solely in the dark. The subject slept several more hours than normal, and often had troubles staying awake during the day. Then, the fourth month, all three were combined together. Without attention and food, plus the lights being off, Project S was more prone to sleep than try and get food or attention from us. To keep Project S awake, noise pollution was applied. First, horns and alarms were used each time Project S tried to sleep. But, as it was repeated, Project S started to sleep through these. Next a siren was used, which had the same affect as the first two items. After some thought, we recorded several sayings and played it in different areas of the room. Project S began to search for where the voices were coming from. This lasted for several hours until the subject had a breakdown and started to cry and throw a fit. He ripped his blanket and tore off the diaper he had on. We believe that if he acted out of control, one of the 'humans' would come forth and stop him, giving him interaction. But, since the recorders were just of voices, his tantrum was never fully fixed. Experimenting stopped with Project S hurt himself by scratching his eye.'

Genesis couldn't believe they would go to such extremes to see how he reacted. He wasn't that different from a normal child…why were they doing these things?

'Project S, as Hojo has told us, will be on hold due to Mr. President's current orders. A possible transfer might happen for the subject back to Shinra Headquarters. Until then, we aren't to do anymore research. The subject will stay in isolation from now on.'

Genesis flipped the page and found it empty. He flipped another and another, thinking the rest of it was empty. But his frantic flipping got him to a new section of the science journal. His eyes scanned the handwriting and found it much softer, more caring than before. Was this the part that caught his eye?

'Although this journal was based fully on Sephiroth's development during his first stages of Project S, I believe that it is necessary for me to make a continuation of our work back in Shinra Headquarters. To whoever may be reading this, if such a thing may happen, I have willingly returned back to Nibelheim to place this journal back to where it came from. It is in this hope that if Sephiroth ever learns of his origins that he may read about how he grew up. I have been ordered to put this journal in with the extensive reports once I am finished with it, but I am willing to sacrifice my job and comfort of living to keep it far from the files that are locked away from the public's eye.

Now, I shall first like to start out that Sephiroth's move here was perhaps the most frightening experience he has had so far. Due to Hojo's orders and "rationalization" that Sephiroth would be unable to handle the stress of the outdoors, Sephiroth was crammed into a kennel much like that for a dog or cat, and was set within a crate that had some air holes. I have been set to be in charge of keeping an eye on him since he has currently found the greatest liking in me, but after such torturous experiments we put him through, I cannot imagine him ever thinking I am a saint. I don't expect him to think such things, as he has been severely wronged by all of us. I daresay that if he found this journal and read what it confined and decided to pay us back for it, I would let him willingly take my life. With that said, I will try and document him as well as possible, which wasn't the case for the first entries within this science journal.

After the stressful helicopter ride, which Sephiroth had cried for the entire duration (I'm sure it was more from the crate and kennel combo than the helicopter ride itself) I found that he couldn't adjust at all to the new place. Unfortunately, they hadn't completely finished making the room in which Sephiroth was supposed to stay, so Hojo ordered that we leave him in his confined space awhile longer. His cries grew louder and louder that the workers complained about it, and finally Hojo ordered me to take him into a small room and keep the door locked to let him out. I gladly obliged, and when I let the boy out he cautiously came forth to explore the small office we were in. What's so fascinating about Sephiroth is that no matter what torture and unkind touch he's been through, he will always bounce back with this brightness about him, a curiosity that lies deep within him. I hope that I will never have to see the day that this child loses that glow. He is too precious, too worthy of being toned down by Hojo and the other scientists. I hope that one day he will rise to questioning everything about his origins, asking about JENOVA, asking for evidence and knowledge about his life. I hope that one day he will find Lucrecia, wherever her dear soul may be, and be able to reconnect with her the way a son and mother should. And as I sit here watching him glance at the objects around me, I find comfort in the fact that Sephiroth cannot be shut down by anyone. He is far too valuable to ever be lost, but I believe that someone will find him too valuable to keep shut inside. I might have big dreams, but those dreams fuel me.

He turned to me then, and he shyly held his hands out to be held. He hadn't done that for a whole year. He was beaten to be submissive and heartless, though I knew he wasn't. It was in those big, green eyes of his that I could tell he still yearned for the contact but pretended he didn't need it. So I picked him up, knowing I'd be yelled at by Hojo and the others for spoiling him. I couldn't help myself, he was so small and lost to this new environment, me being the only thing that was familiar to him. I gave him comfort by stroking his back, and he melted into it. I don't think he's ever been experimented on in a way that was healthy for him. Once. Once he was allowed to be rocked and read to, but it stopped so quickly, he was pulled too quickly from that nice world. He never got to feel the normality of our world. Only the cold, hard world of science. And it was at that point that construction was almost finished and Hojo arrived, demanding me to hurriedly, and I quote "throw that obscene child within his new chamber." I didn't want to, but I obeyed. I could feel Sephiroth's fingers hold onto me tighter, and the pull of those giant, green eyes tugged on my heart. I'm not weak, but knowing I was wrong was what made it hard to even walk. I saw his face, that look that he wanted me to take him home and away from all the hate of this very place. I almost did, I faltered in my steps. Hojo pulled the boy from me, and he mumbled that I was "an emotionally distraught woman that needs to stop getting caught up in thinking he's human since he's not." He is human. He's just a young, defenseless child. I watched as Hojo gave him an unfriendly toss into the pit of the world where he'll stay forever. I felt bad. And I watched them place the last bricks into place sealing him forever in that pit with the only way to see him was the floor above. He couldn't see us, though.'

Genesis felt so sick reading that. This woman…she wished Sephiroth knew the truth…wished he could be normal. Yet, he was one of the few that played along like the scientists and tried to cover it all up. There was that fear that Sephiroth would destroy everything in the world because of such treatment. But…really, would he? Genesis knew that letting Sephiroth see JENOVA was one of his main goals. He hadn't thought of letting him know more, though. Perhaps he should? This woman did say, after all, that he was still human.

His eyes went back to the line of how he clung to her, just wishing for a normal life. That was the part that choked him. Sephiroth never got to feel normal things… In fact, he was hardly nice to him. He didn't want to continue feeling this guilt, especially after provocatively saying that Sephiroth was an experiment. He even demeaned him about his sexuality, when in all actuality…Genesis wasn't really certain if Sephiroth had picked either side. He never got the chance.

Gently Genesis put the book off to the side as the other two were now asleep. He pulled into Sephiroth, bringing himself to be slightly underneath him. Then he wrapped his arms around him, one hand resting on Sephiroth's bicep, and the other giving his back a small stroke, as if trying to bring Sephiroth back that memory of the woman writer. He wondered if she was even alive…

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Sephiroth awoke slowly, the night had been still without dreams. He had expected the voice to visit him, but no one came. Nothing had. But as he started to adjust to the morning he noticed how warm he was, how nice it was. His eyes took in why, and the surprise of his position almost made him loathe that he was warm. Why…was he anywhere near Genesis? Had Genesis moved like this? Or…was it himself? He was denying the whole sexuality thing, but this just made him confused.

No, it was an accident. It had to be.

He noticed Genesis's hands, how they held onto him…almost as if in comfort. It was an unfamiliar touch to him, but he wanted to keep lying there, to let it just happen. It…felt nice.

But he forced himself to move and pull away from Genesis, to keep himself on track as the leader of this group. They had more important things to deal with at the moment. Much more important…than comfort.

He started to prepare some breakfast after checking the windows and found the day was clear. They could move quickly if they made haste. When the food was almost done he found the others rising, the smell of food pulling them awake.

"Hmm," Angeal muttered as he got up, the warmth of Sephiroth missing from the bed had gotten to him. But now the smell was there, and it attracted his appetite. "How kind of you to make food. I wouldn't expect such things…especially after our comments yesterday."

Sephiroth didn't look at him, only kept his eyes away, "We don't have any time to waste today. The skies are clear, we'll move out once you're done eating."

Genesis felt around the bed finding it empty. He gave a pitiful whine, as if they had burned LOVELESS before him. "Sephiroth…come back to bed…keep me warm."

Sephiroth went over and smacked his arm, "Get up and get something to eat."

Their eyes met, Genesis suddenly changing his irritation to one of sadness, almost a deep depression that swept across his bright blue eyes. Sephiroth had noticed it and he was curious what had caused such a rapid change. "What?"

Though the redhead merely shook his head, pushing off the subject. "It's nothing." He rose and moved toward the table, and together the three ate their meal in silence even though it was obvious something was wrong on Genesis's end. When they moved out Sephiroth took the lead, knowing that Genesis would drag behind to tell Angeal secrets behind his back. He didn't want to care, but he was starting to feel isolated, or hated because of this behavior. What were they always talking about?

An hour went by. Genesis hadn't spoken a word, his eyes hooked to the snow before him, watching the steps that Sephiroth had left and he only kicked through them, wondering what would happen next for the poor man in his journal. Isolated. He was isolated now. But how will she be intimate with him, show him love and affection when he would be trapped within those walls without the window? He remembered they had said it was one of the more recent inventions. And to think that Sephiroth couldn't even talk at the moment. It was scary. Since he wasn't paying attention he never noticed that Sephiroth had stopped in his tracks. He collided into his back, but Sephiroth only grabbed his chest as if to keep him silent.

"There. This is probably where our enemies came from yesterday."

Their eyes roamed over the glorious base before them, its large expanse heavily guarded. The three slowly crouched down and removed their bags, watching the enemy base carefully. It was a calculating move, to watch and listen, to see what all was happening, what was moving, what was weak and what was too strong.

Sephiroth's eyes picked up everything. "All right, we'll split into a triangle, much like last time. Genesis, do you see where that glass up top? I want you to hit that with as much magic as you can. Angeal, keep an eye on the outer rim and make sure no one escapes. I'll go inside once Genesis eradicates the hole. Understand?" The two nodded. "Then move out."

They split quickly, and it was easy enough for Genesis to explode the glass and fry whoever was too close inside. As the flames started to slow down Sephiroth leapt within, and the redhead started to blast fire at the backend of the building, blocking off their exits. They'd have to streamline themselves straight to Angeal…

Sephiroth scurried within, blade cutting into the walls and cracking bones, causing blood to sputter everywhere. Smoke and ammo was sent everywhere, but with his keen eyes he could see past them all, dodge every bullet, and seek out his prey. He felt the blazing heat of the building begin to rise, the warmth of the fires causing most to run his way, or try to get past him. He skewered them, disembodying their organs and tearing through their flesh like a savage beast. When the hallways went quiet he headed for the front, knowing there had to be more. And there they were, heavy artillery blasting throughout the area trying to harm the other two. Sephiroth leapt, blade splicing into the workings of the machine, the oil and liquids within spraying themselves onto him.

"Sephiroth, watch out!" Genesis shouted. Sephiroth turned, wondering what he had missed. There it was, a giant beast that he hadn't seen before. Where did it come from?

Angeal cut the head off of his enemy and glanced over, seeing the stricken claws come up, the ends sharp and oily. "No!" He ran over to help, but he was too late. It came down, hitting Sephiroth hard and sent him backward. Angeal grasped onto him, pulling the figure up hard out of the snow, "Sephiroth!"

Sephiroth was surprised he had been hit. He was expecting himself to dodge it, waiting for that moment in time when things stood still, but it never happened. How selective could it be? Was he not in control of it? Who was? His eyes went to Angeal and he pulled from his grasp, roughly adjusting himself, "I'm fine."

The monster roared as Genesis began to blast it with showers of magic. He leapt in and sliced it through, the beast dropping dead in a pool of acidic waste from its insides. He quickly went over, striking down any other Wutai members that were still alive. "Is he all right?"

Sephiroth glared, "Get back to work, worry about it later!" They split again, wiping out the remaining chunks that had tried to run away. As they regrouped near their gear Sephiroth hadn't returned, leaving Genesis and Angeal standing there for a few moments wondering what he was doing.

"I think he's poisoned, the claws were covered in something," Angeal remarked. His eyes casted over to the area where Sephiroth had gone, hoping that he'd appear soon.

"That entire monster was filled with it, there's no way he could have come out unaffected. But where is he now? Do you think he's hurt? Should we go look?"

It went silent. Their eyes still waiting, still hoping. But as a minute passed by they grew restless, and together they rushed off to find him. Within the thickened forests of snow, they pushed through the rough grounds and leapt over the dead trees that scattered the forest floor. Their breath became heavy, and they started to sweat as they weaved in and out of the area. "Sephiroth!" Genesis yelled out, eyes peering around for the silver hair or anything familiar to him.

Angeal listened for a return call, but nothing came. He stepped over another log, eyes scanning around before he caught something. Footprints. "There." They both pursued the mysterious prints, and soon enough they came upon a group of dead bodies, their blood soaking the once white snow. "Sephiroth!" Angeal's voice traveled over, and they heard something. "It's this way." They went forward, noticing a few footprints until it suddenly stopped. "Sephiroth?"

"I'm down here."

Their eyes went down, looking for where the voice was at. Genesis pointed at a hole and started to push some snow away, and down below was a long tunnel of some sort. It took awhile for him to register what it was, but it started to make sense finally. A well, the stone structure must be a well. "Sephiroth?" His voice echoed into the opening.

"Yes. Down here."

Angeal looked in, "You fell in a well?"

"It was covered in snow, I didn't see it."

"Are you all right?" Genesis asked.

"No."

Genesis tried to look inside, but it was too dark to even make out where he was at. "Did you break something?"

"I landed oddly. And…my sword…hit me."

Angeal and Genesis exchanged looks. He ran himself through with his sword? Ouch. "We'll get you out, all right? Just hold on." Genesis set his gear down, rummaging through it to retrieve the rope. Who knew they'd need it this many times? He tied a noose and threw it down, "Put that around you. We're going to pull you up, all right? Make sure you didn't lose anything in there."

Sephiroth knew he didn't considering his sword was currently impaling him. "Right." He settled the rope around his rib cage and wobbled to stand up, "Okay, I'm ready."

Angeal and Genesis pulled, and after some struggling they had Sephiroth free. But they both were astonished on what had happened. His Masamune went through his thigh and then into his ankle. "Dear God," Angeal muttered, arriving over to pull it out. Of course, as he did Sephiroth shouted angrily at him. "What? I got it out."

"You could have given me some warning!" He angrily grabbed up some snow to wipe off the wounds, hoping to numb the pain.

"Oh man, that's not the only problem we have," Genesis whispered, coming over and revealing Sephiroth's stomach. The claw marks from the beast were now purple, and it looked like veins were thriving out from it onto Sephiroth's torso. "You're poisoned."

Sephiroth looked at the mess and sighed. Just his luck, wasn't it? "This will slow us down far too much."

"Don't worry about being slow, all right? Focus on getting better. We should head back to the base and—"

"No, keep moving forward, we shouldn't backtrack. We could reach the third base in a day's time if we go now."

Angeal and Genesis both thought he was insane. Angeal had to speak up about it, "No, you're wounded and you're crazy. We're heading back. I don't care how much time we lose, we're going to collapse if you're in this condition. We need you strong, not weak and vulnerable. Genesis, take Sephiroth's sword and we'll grab his pack, I'll carry him."

Sephiroth fought with him, pulling away from Angeal's grasp, "You're not in charge here."

Angeal didn't want to do this. He had hoped things would run smoothly and he wouldn't have to fight, but no…Sephiroth had to keep pushing his buttons. "Then I'll play it your way." He cracked Sephiroth hard in the jaw before he grabbed up the rope, tying Sephiroth so quickly and easily that it was obvious Angeal had done such things before. "This is what happens when you fight with someone who was raised on a farm. You get yourself knotted up." He hoisted the figure onto his shoulder and glanced over at Genesis, "All right. Keep an eye out on him, tell me if the poison reaches any further, all right? We're going to make this a fast trip."

Genesis nodded and picked up his pace as he fell in behind Angeal. The two were getting used to the hiking along the snow, and since they had once been in the lands of Banora, they knew how to maneuver quickly when they needed to.

Sephiroth didn't struggle, though perhaps it was because his stomach now hurt from being pressured into Angeal's shoulder. In fact, he hardly remembered what happened after that. It didn't feel like it took them an hour to return to the cabin, but he was starting to feel so nauseas that he really didn't care so long as he got to rest. They put him on the bed and started to fix him up, applying some leaves to Sephiroth's stomach wound in hopes it'd suck up the poison.

"You should rest, Sephiroth, okay?" Genesis remarked, blue eyes looking into Sephiroth's green ones.

"We…still have…to keep going," he mumbled, though after he said this he had passed out.

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Aha, cliffhanger! Sorry, had to do it. I do know what I'm doing next, though, so stay on the edge of your seat! And I might end this fic in either the next chapter or maybe the one after it. Though I'm uncertain, it all depends on how I write it.

Anyway, I hope you liked it and please review! Please? I love hearing from you guys.