Chapter 14

Author's note: My laptop died on me so may not update as fast. I'll try to though.

Cloud watched the carriage pull up, his eyes lifeless as he mentally prepared himself. Jenova stood next to him, his hand held in hers. He wasn't afraid of his mother anymore, but he needed comfort. Cloud breathed in deeply, watching silently as she stepped out and gave him a smile.

He wouldn't be a victim of hers anymore. He wouldn't let her degrade or touch him anymore. He was stronger than his fears.

She walked up to them, looking to Jenova. She gave her a smile, Jenova not giving her the honor of a smile. His mother looked to him curiously, Cloud narrowing his slightly. She was asking him with her eyes what he had said to her, her eyes promising him punishment.

"Mother." He almost spat the words onto the ground, his mother's smile faltering just slightly. Cloud didn't care anymore about how she felt, wanting to make her feel unappreciated. Appreciation could never be in good graces with that woman.

"Cloud."

Silently all three of them headed towards the drawing room, Cloud moving away each time his mother tried to grasp his hand. Jenova let them enter the drawing room, letting go of his hand. Cloud almost grabbed her hand again, not wanting to be alone with his mother. He knew he had to do this though.

"I shall give you both some privacy." Jenova closed the doors, Cloud looking to his mother. He sat down because he started cramping, his mother sitting on the opposite couch.

For a long second they just stared at eachother. The last time they were together, Cloud was a scared child, wanting to escape. He didn't want to lose his virtue to a monster, clinging to his mother's presence until she was sent away.

Now though, he was grown. He wasn't scared, he wasn't little. He was pregnant. As a mother, he couldn't give up when things got hard.

"Where is the courtesan?" She asked, Cloud clenching his hand into a fist. It had been three days since he read that letter, three days since he cried. He guessed it was pregnancy hormones because now all he wanted was to tear off her head. Killing her would not give back all that time she took from him, but he would make sure she took nothing from his child.

"There isn't one." His mother scoffed, Cloud narrowing his eyes.

"You waste my time with your games?" She asked, Cloud standing up as anger coursed through him.

"You never did get to know me. Only hated me because they claimed I was a boy!" Cloud yelled the last part, hearing the door knob creek softly. Jenova stood just outside the door, having told Cloud she would wait there incase he needed her. In the end, she might have to stop him from murdering his own mother.

"Stop being childish and sit." Cloud started to undo his dress, his mother sneering in disgust. The expression fell though when he lowered it, seeing the flesh as it pressed against his gown. Cloud lifted it back up, doing back the strings. He looked to her shocked face, his lip pulling up into a snarl.

"I'm pregnant."

His mother was silent for a long second, the wheels in her head turning. Cloud took a step towards her, his eyes burning with tears. He had rehearsed what he would say, but everything jumped out the window as hormones forced him to tell the truth.

"I'm a man and a woman. I always have been. But your mind was so fogged from their claim you refused to see me how I was." Cloud felt a tear fall, wiping it away angrily.

"I started my first menstrual before we came here. But you are so blind you didn't even notice did you?" His mother parted her lips, but they closed again. She stood, Cloud slapping away her hand when she reached for his stomach. She looked to his face, her own eyes filling with tears.

Cloud didn't care if he hurt her, knowing her pain could never rival his.

"You will never be able to touch my baby," he hissed, his mother raising her hand to slap him. She stopped though, a tear falling down her cheek.

"You failed at being a mother. I won't give you the chance to fail as a grandmother."

Cloud grabbed her hand when she tried to slap him, anger coursing through his arm. He slapped her, his mother gasping softly. Jenova opened the door quickly to interrupt, stopping when she saw what had happened. Cloud let go of his mother's hand, walking to the door. His mother stood with her hand to her face, Cloud hoping it hurt.

"Leave and never contact me again."

Cloud passed by Jenova, not looking up from the floor. He walked to his room, closing the door softly behind himself. He laid down on his bed, closing his eyes. He was shaking, nausea building in his throat.

He stood up to her. After all of these years, he finally stood up to her. Cloud opened his eyes, turning onto his back. He looked up to the ceiling, not sure what to do now.

He sat up when the door opened, his eyes locking with Sephiroth's. He laid back, sighing softly.

"Hey," he whispered, too shocked to be more formal. He turned onto his side, his eyes staring off into space.

"Lay down with me." Sephiroth almost immediately did, Cloud closing his eyes when he started to rub his stomach. Sephiroth kissed his neck, Cloud groaning softly. His nausea went away, Sephiroth's hand slowly sliding down.

"Can I?" He husked against his neck, his fingers pushing lightly on his dress. Cloud bit his lip, Sephiroth sighing when he sat up. Cloud undid the lace of his dress, Sephiroth watching silently. Cloud stood, slipping off the dress. He looked to Sephiroth over his shoulder, Sephiroth sitting up. Cloud looked away, slipping off his gown. Cloud gasped softly when hands touched his thighs. He felt warm lips touch his lower back, Cloud closing his eyes. Sephiroth pulled him back, Cloud gasping when he kissed him. He let him take off his leggings, closing his thighs when he tried to take off his knickers.

"Do you feel sick?" He asked, Cloud shaking his head. He reached down himself, pushing off his knickers. Sephiroth reached his hands between his legs, Cloud spreading his legs. He whimpered when he pushed a finger into his core, Sephiroth gentle as he explored his body.

"Am I hurting you?" He whispered, Cloud pushing down against his fingers. He grabbed his wrist, Sephiroth kissing his lips. Cloud moaned when he moved his fingers faster, arching when he pushed them deeper.

"Stop," he whispered, Sephiroth stilling his fingers. Cloud gasped for breath, reaching his fingers down and running a finger over his. He could feel his wetness, Cloud moaning when he kissed his shoulder.

"Use your tongue," he whispered, Sephiroth pulling his fingers out. Cloud moaned when he kissed his lips, Sephiroth laying him down gently.

"Please..." Cloud whimpered, Sephiroth kissing his way down his body. Cloud raised his knees, his eyes closing when he kissed his navel. He arched with a moan when he kissed his core, Sephiroth groaning softly as he tasted his essence. Cloud whimpered, reaching his hands down and grabbing his hair.

"Seph!" Cloud gasped, Sephiroth grabbing his thighs as he devoured his essence. Cloud arched when he felt his tongue delve deep, a loud moan escaping his lips.

"Oh god!" He cried out, his entire body sensitive. He moved his hips from side to side, Sephiroth following with a groan.

Cloud moaned as heat poured into his gut, arching as he suddenly came. He screamed in ecstasy, Sephiroth sinking his nails into his flesh.

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Cloud woke up with a weight lifted from his chest. He breathed deeply, bringing the blankets closer around his body. He felt warm, nausea and cramps at the moment gone. He turned onto his side, feeling a hand touch his thigh.

He looked over his shoulder, smiling when he saw Sephiroth watching him. The soreness in his pelvis made him feel happy, Cloud turning onto his other side. Sephiroth smirked, Cloud moving closer to him.

"Your glowing." Cloud chuckled softly, shaking his head. Sephiroth touched his hand to his hair, his lips hiking up just a little more.

"I..."

Cloud blinked when Sephiroth stopped in the beginning of his sentence.

"I adore you." Cloud smirked, sitting up when he started cramping . He looked down to Sephiroth, keeping his blanket over his chest.

"Adore?" He asked, Sephiroth looking away with what Cloud would call a blush. He giggled, gasping when he pulled him down to the bed. He laughed as he tried to get away, Sephiroth slipping his hand between his legs.

"No!" Cloud laughed, crying out when he pinned him down. There was a knock on the door, Cloud looking to it. Sephiroth got off of him, Cloud hiding his body with the blankets as Sephiroth put on a robe.

He answered the door, a butler handing him a letter.

"For the miss."

Sephiroth closed the door, frowning when he looked to the seal.

"It's from the King." Cloud watched him open it, outstretching his hand.

"Let me read it." Sephiroth read it first, Cloud rolling his eyes. He hadn't realized Sephiroth was a miss. Sephiroth handed it to him after reading it, a frown on his face. He started to read it.

'Dear Miss,

I have heard of my mother's rudeness towards you. I can not say much in this letter, but I wish to apologize for her behavior. I believe the ball would be best, after your morning sickness passes.

Respectfully, Rufus Shinra'