Summary: A single event can change the course of the future. If a single revelation have been given to Sephiroth before Nibelheim, what would have happened? AU of my own mostly-canon timeline. OCs, rated for lemons, mpreg. Ties in with past fics and oneshots.

Disclaimer: Akalara is mine, Kandi is Amazon's, Lily is Mystic's, canon characters are SE's... You get the basic idea.

Queen's Quornor: This is my chapter, and it follows the discussion presented in my last one (which began with Amazon's chapter-before-last). So basically, Reno's answering the phone at roughly nine-thirty the next day. Also, Infernia's a band I came up with. They're something between Disturbed, Rob Zombie, and Scar Symmetry; basically your typical screaming-death-metal band. Admittedly, this is just a filler chapter. The ball will continue to roll with Seph&Ak in my next chapter. However, at the moment, I have a chapter from Amazon to post first.

Chatting about Seph's Ass

"So you can keep this on the low, right Reno?"

"No problem, Ak! I know how important it is to keep Hojo outta the loop on this," the redheaded Turk reassured. "He was a little too interested in Axys when she was born, and she's not even mako-enhanced like your kid will be."

Akalara winced. "He didn't do anything to her or Christine, did he?"

"Naw. He got distracted by something else and forgot about her." The volume on Reno's stereo went up then, and the green-haired trainee grinned. Reno had lectured her on the effectiveness of music as a white-noise substitute, especially heavy metal, when it came to blocking evesdroppers and bugs. And since he was playing Infernia right now, it would be a miracle if anybody could hear Reno's half of the conversation over the deep-voiced singing/screaming, screeching guitar riffs, and the pounding boom-boom-boom of the drums. "Just to let you know, Ak, I'm torn between congratulating you and turning green with jealousy."

"Over me being pregnant?"

There was a loud thump, probably from Reno putting his feet up on his desk or something. "Ak, if I know Seph, he'll marry you sooner or later. And in the meantime, he'll be faithful. He's the type of guy that would never even dream of cheating on the woman he loves. And now that you've got his bun in your oven, it's pretty much a done deal. You might as well start introducing yourself as 'Mrs. Sephiroth', 'cause there's no way he'll let you go now."

"Reno, being tied to him forever is like a dream come true." Akalara leaned back in her chair and rested one hand atop her slim belly, watching her silver-haired love practicing with Masamune behind the inn outside. Sephiroth, shirtless and sweaty, his long hair swirling around his body like a metallic cloak and his sword gleaming as it cut through the air. Drool. "You know how bad things were for me before I met him. I would never have dared hope something like this could ever happen to somebody like me."

"I really think you deserve it, Ak. And if I'm not one of the ushers at your wedding, I'm kicking Seph's ass."

Akalara couldn't surpress the snort that erupted at that comment. "Reno, you and I both know that is one thing that is never, ever going to happen."

"Well, I can't kick a pregnant girl's ass. So that means I've gotta kick her man's ass. In this case, that would be Sephiroth," the Turk remarked casually. "So unless you want me to be bed-ridden for about a month, I'd better be up at the altar behind Zack."

"Aren't you more concerned with being our kid's uncle or something? I mean, a wedding only lasts a short while. Being named an uncle or godfather or whatever lasts a lifetime." The green-haired teen leaned forward a little, cranberry eyes glued to her love as he spun, slashing his lengthy katana at invisible opponents. Maybe she was biased, but it seemed to her that nobody on the Planet could possibly match Sephiroth for sheer fluidity of swordplay.

"All of you are Axys' godparents. I'd expect the same in return. But yeah, I want to be up at the altar with you and Seph. Just to keep the happy couple together if one of you gets cold feet." Reno snickered then. "Besides, it might be my last chance to look at Seph's ass. He's going to have to wear a tux, after all. No long-ass coat to hide it with."

"You can look all you want. Just don't touch," Akalara warned playfully, her gaze raking over the body part in question. "That perfect ass belongs to me now."

"To my eternal regret. Even worse, I can't grope your fine ass anymore, either. Seph would pull my spleen out via my nostrils if I do."

The trainee smirked, hearing a definite pout in her friend's voice. "That's actually a nice thing. Your hands are cold, Reno."

"Chris never complained."

"Chris was too busy with your spawn to complain about those ice blocks you call hands." Sephiroth was beginning to draw an audience; three of the local teenage teeny-boppers and two juvenile man-boys had gathered at a respectful distance, just oggling him while he fought the air. "That said, you won't get to be an usher for a while, Red. Seph and I don't want to give anybody a reason to get suspicious, so no exchanging of vows until after we hit the road."

"You realize that people are going to get suspicious anyway when you start resembling an elfadunk with a gland problem, right?"

"Reno, if I was in your office right now, I'd hit you." Akalara felt her mood turn as green as her hair. Sephiroth had finished his morning routine and was attempting to toweling off, a rather difficult task since he was currently mobbed by sparkly-eyed fans. "I tell you what. Just keep tabs on the lab, tell us if Hojo starts suspecting something or anything like that, and you get to be an usher. Deal?"

"Deal, Ak."

"I'll talk to you later, Reno. I have some fangirls to deal with right now."

Reno laughed at that. "It won't be the first time, Ak. You're in deep with the most recognizable man on the Planet; you'll have to fight them off every time he sets foot outside."

Akalara rolled her eyes and got to her feet, stalking over to the door. "I'll just have to make sure he never sets foot outside, then, won't I?"