Disclaimer: Don't own.

Summary: Genesis tries to save everyone, everything that's left before the situation's beyond salvation. But can you save even one person when you are beyond salvation? He lost something very important when it all happened. AU.

Warnings: Rated M.

Author note: A little fun before all hell would break loose… Oh, and one thing, I'd really appreciate if you point out the flaws of the story to me since I really want to improve.

Enjoy!

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Anonymous reviews:

I'm happy that you think the last chapter was wonderful. I thought that the conversations might seem a little mindless. And the relationship between Vincent and Genesis is just as complicated as before (the roots are in my another story.) but I'm glad that it turned out to be credible :)

As for the question, we all know what Genesis was thinking, don't we? XD

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Kadaj was smirking, a ruthless glint in his eyes as his hand subconsciously caressed his blade. In fact everyone in the room was smirking. The thought made his smirk even wider.

In the middle of the study, the redheaded Turk and his bald friend were strapped to their chairs. Kadaj was behind them and Weiss stood with his back facing him.

They finally caught them.

"You ca-…"

Reno's head whipped to a side, Weiss' balled hands weren't at his side anymore. "Gag him."

Nero stood a few feet away from him, leaning beside the door, crossing his legs as an amused smile spread on his lips.

Loz stood next to Kadaj, his dual hound ready.

They were only waiting for Genesis.

Yazoo let the smirk slip away as he let his head droop. His thoughts came back to Genesis.

They knew why Vincent didn't come at the salon last night. The idea the raven haired had come up with took them by surprise. He had disagreed at first but then they wanted to see Genesis happy, didn't they? The redhead had done everything for them since he had found them. Now they had to repay him in some way.

But the Genesis he saw this morning wasn't what he was expecting. Something was wrong with him. Yazoo didn't know how he had gotten this impression or what was it to begin with, but there was something wrong.

The door opened beside him, bringing him out of his thoughts. When azure eyes saw who was in the room, Genesis' lush lips curved into a smirk.

"Look what we have here." There was an edge of playfulness to his melodious voice. "When did you found them?"

"This morning."

The ex-SOLDIER came to stand behind his brother. Yazoo stood there, leaning to the wall but he could see the smirk on Genesis' features in his head.

"You can have fun with them as long as you don't kill them. We should just expect Tseng."

The elder turned on his heel, heading outside.

Yazoo wanted to ask what had happened last night but he couldn't. The feeling of those lips was still on his mind but he couldn't bring himself to go to Genesis. The man had rejected his attempts to approach him from the very first moment. He couldn't completely understand him. The way the redhead acted toward him and Kadaj… It was both repulsive and attractive.

Yazoo shook his head. He didn't know anything about Genesis except that he was once a friend of Sephiroth's. He had to ask.

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It didn't take long for Shin-Ra to come after his pawns. Just a day.

It was expected. Genesis knew that they would send someone, at least for the fear of their lives. Well, it seemed Shin-Ra learned better than to mess with SOLDIERs, specially them. He opened the door, a smirk immediately curving his lips as he saw who stood in front of him. He leaned across the doorframe, blocking the Turk's way.

"Hello Tseng."

"You went against your deal with Rufus." Tseng's voice was deadpan as his eyes studied him.

"Oh, did I? But I remember warning him against sending his pawns near my house." Examining the dumbapple in his hand, he bit it.

"Where are they?"

He stood aside, letting the dark haired man pass. "You've changed so much." He closed the door, his strides carrying him sooner to the door of the study.

"Are you ready for the surprise?" He asked playfully before opening the door. Walking to where the Turks where, he lifted Reno's chin, pulling the tape of his face. "Say hello to daddy, will you?"

Tseng hurried to their side, and Genesis just let him free them, chuckling.

"This is against your deal, Genesis, do you understand?" The Turk looked up at him, his features serious, scolding.

A sneer contorted his face as he caught the tone those words were spoken with. He turned around harshly, facing the trio. "No, you understand this. My house is off limits. If I ever find your rats too near me, you'd better expect them dead." He voice was just above a whisper, azure eyes narrowed.

"Genesis…" There was a long pause, an unnerving long pause. The redhead and his friend exited the room. His eyes didn't break contact with Tseng's.

Genesis knew he would hate the words the Turk was about to say.

"If you want them to at least live in peace, don't mess with Shin-Ra." His lips formed into a tight line, but Tseng's features were still the same emotionless mask, yet his eyes betrayed him. "I thought you learnt that lesson a long time ago."

His hands which had subconsciously balled into fists were trembling with rage. "Are you finished now?" He hissed.

The dark haired Turk opened his mouth to say something.

"Out." It was just a hiss.

The Turk hesitated a bit.

Out!

The door closed.

He could feel the warmth that enveloped his right fist, his nails were digging into his palm, his frame shaking. His lips opened, but the scream never passed them as he suppressed the magic.

He bent over, screamed over and over, not a sound passing his lips. He didn't want this.

"How foolish of me to think that I wouldn't be used as a puppet again…" He whispered bitterly, a sneer marring his beautiful features.

He suddenly rose to his full height, brisk strides carrying him to the desk as he yanked one of the drawers out. Taking a blank paper, he hastily wrote something.

Almost kicking the door of the study, he came out, slammed the paper to the wall before leaving.

Two steps outside the house, and he was called after, he opened his wing and leaped for the sky.

He resigned.