*******Hana's POV*******

He rolled me over on the bed so he was on top his legs either side. I was so cold from the rain my teeth were chattering. He pulled the flower from my hair with remarkable gentleness and laid it on the bedside where he had previously got it.

"You are cold." It was more of a statement than a question, I nodded my head and he got off I missed his heat immediately I moaned in protest but he assured me he would be back. He left for the bathroom. A few moments later and the shower was turned on and he was at my side pulling me to my feet. He held my hand loosely as he guided me back to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. He unbuttoned his tight leather trousers and pulled them down with his pants with practised ease, pushing them to one side with his foot. I stood frozen in position. How could this remarkable man want me? He stood there in all his glory. The bright lights in the bathroom reflected off his toned body enhancing his muscles more, he smirked at my obvious amazement at his body. This brought a coat of red to my face, he was watching me watch him, biting my lip to contain what I guessed would be a very loud sigh of content. He closed the gap between us quickly his lips just out of reach to mine but still in a tempting distance I could just reach if I tiptoed. His feather light touch made me jump at first as he pulled my top up and over my head. His arms then snaked their way around my back pulling my close to him, my breasts pushed against his toned abs. He unclipped my bra breaking our contact briefly to pull it off he dropped it with my top on to his trousers. He applied the same treatment to my bottom half. We stood naked in the bathroom for what felt like hours just looking at each other. Finally he took my hand and stepped in the shower pulling me with him.

The water was near boiling and I relaxed in its warmth, a small moan of pleasure escaping my lips. Sephiroth was being very gentle either not wanting to hurt me or just afraid that I might him. He pulled me in to a gentle embrace and our lips locked again. My mind wandered, I could still see his face when I went to hit him in the RR. His face was set in hard lines and I know he would have done whatever it took to stop me, it reminded me of one of our training sessions that got out of hand.

*****Flashback a few years*****

We were in an RR room, using the snowy fields of the northern continent as our backdrop. He had Masamune and I had my chakram. We were about 5 meters apart. Sephiroth hadn't managed to land a single hit so far and his agitation was growing and showing. His agitation made him sloppy.

"You need to concentrate Sephiroth, don't let your anger control you." This only seemed to put fuel on the fire. Knowing that I could read him when no one else could he seemed to just snap. He came at me full force with Masamune drawn for a killing strike. Fear gripped me in a vice, my mind went blank and survival was all I could strive for. If he wanted he could kill me easily he was just so skilled and no one would ever match him, not naturally born anyway. I didn't know what else to do. I threw both chakram at him one cutting his waist and the other his left hand forcing him to drop Masamune. He fell to the floor out of pure shock this was the first and only time he had actually seen his own blood. I ran to him and threw myself into his arms, he held me fast. I was checking his wounds frantically.

"Not only beaten by a girl, but the one I cherish most" I was panicking so much that this remark passed me.

"Oh my, shit I'm so sorry." I had tears in my eyes.

"It's okay. It only hurts a lot." He chuckled.

"No its not. They will kill me literally if I hurt you."

"What?"

"Oh shit shit shit. I am so sorry it's just you looked like you really wanted to kill me, I was so scared" I was now stemming the flow of his blood. He was already healing thanks to the Jenova cells his body contained.

"Scared?" he looked down at my hands, ashamed. They were covered in his blood.

"Look at me" I threw my hands up in exasperation. "I am such a hypocrite telling you not be controlled by your anger. Yet I let my fear override me."

"Fear"

My tears had now started to fall. Throwing my arms round his neck I nuzzled into his hair in the crook of his neck.

"I'm so sorry I never meant to hurt you." He rested his hand on top of my head ruffling my hair through his fingers a smile pulling at his lips.

"It's okay, you had no choice. I let me emotions get the better of me."

Again we had no choice.

*****End of Flashback*****

We stood under the cascading water mere inches from each other. We weren't touching at all but this was the most intimate we had been. There wasn't even a hairsbreadth between our lips, I could already feel my pulse heighten and heat pool in the most delicious places. He tentatively licked my bottom lip; I melted into his arms feeling the electricity as each part of us connected. We shyly kissed each other while in a tender embrace for a few minutes until Sephiroth couldn't take it anymore. He lifted me and instinctively my legs wrapped around his waist. My back collided with the cold tiled wall. I hissed as the cold chased up my spine arching me into him rubbing him against me. He groaned into the crook of my neck as he bit and sucked, spikes of pleasure erupted all over my body. I wriggled and rubbed against him causing him to pin my hands above my head with one hand and my chest with the other. He caressed my left breast roughly but not painfully as his mouth teased the other. Rolling my nipple back and forth between his teeth, I was reduced to small, whimpering mass of nerves. He chuckled, lowering himself to kneel in front of me and lifted one of my legs on his shoulder. His hands sailed over my stomach tracing the little scars with devotion and pinned my hips to the wall as his tongue firmly lapped at the nerve of bundles at the apex of my thighs. My legs wobbled like jelly and I put my hands in front of me, an embarrassed blush on my cheeks. He looked at me with lust in his eyes; I shook my head a small smile on my lips.

"You have nothing to be shy about. I've seen it before, and you taste good. Sweet." As he said this he pinned my hands along with my hips to the wall. Continuing his earlier ministrations I wriggled against him and the vibrations of his chuckle just seemed to add to the pleasure; that was just piling up and soon about to explode. His tongue firmly rubbed against my walls. Inserting a finger he groaned commenting on how tight I was. Adding another finger became my undoing. I came as he lapped at my entrance. A primal growl came from deep in his chest as my legs gave way he lifted me and slammed into me, earning me screaming his name.

His thrust started slow but hard, pulling out all the way before driving into me, in all honesty I can't see how I didn't break any tiles. He grabbed the hair at the nape of my neck and pulled my head to one side to get better access to my neck. It hurt but that only seemed to add to my arousal. My nails dug into his shoulders and he retaliated with faster thrusts. Primal grunts came from him, his breathing becoming more haggard. Without warning he flipped me around so I faced the wall. My hardened nipples touching the cool surface, I drew a large breathe as he pushed back inside me from behind hitting places he had never before and places I didn't know existed. His hands gripped my waist painfully as he pulled me back to meet his thrust. I was screaming with pleasure shaking my head as I could feel the biggest orgasm I have ever felt start coiling up in my lower abdomen as my release came closer I grabbed one of his hands with one of mine and dug my nails in to let him know. Just as the tsunami of pleasure washed over me he bit into my shoulder marking me as his own and his release came with mine. He slumped against my body pushing me into the tiles once more, our breathing totally in sync and incredibly fast.

After about five minutes I assume he trusted he had enough stability to stand as he pulled out of me and turned me around and pulled me into a tender hug, he pulled my chin so I looked into his eyes. I'm sure I was half-lidded with tiredness and post-coital glow. He just smiled and kissed me gently, whispering against my lips.

"Don't ever leave."

"Don't ever let me go." This was how we said I love you. I didn't mind he never actually said the words. I suppose neither of us were supposed to ever fall in love. Not in this life, in this company. He smiled again running his hands through my soaked tendrils of hair brushing them out of my eyes. He turned off the shower and left. I just stood there confused. Do I follow him or do I just stay here? It wasn't long before he returned a black towel wrapped around his waist and a white one in his arms. He stood at the glass door of the shower and nodded his head signalling for me to stand in front of him, and I obeyed heavy-footed and sleepy. He wrapped his arms around me with the towel around my shoulders like I was a small child and picked me up he carried me through to his bed a towel on it. He sat me on the edge as he climbed behind me and put a leg either side of me he grabbed the towel and proceeded to gently dry my hair. He was rubbing all the right places it was like getting an Indian head massage. I jokingly started purring like a kitten. He kissed the base of my ear and whispered.

"Do you like that?" he was smiling. He always smiled with me, and maybe a smirk or two with Angeal and Genesis. He was such a frowny face but I suppose that was what people found attractive in him and what made him a damn good SOLDIER, his emotions never got in the way even with me.

I purred louder to answer his question. My hair was dry and had set in the shoulder length ringlets I hated and normally straightened, but Sephiroth seemed to enjoy it so much I was debating to leave it like this. I took the mildly damp towel from his hands and stood in front of him. I plopped the towel on his head and rubbed roughly a giggle breaking through as I see his face fall into a frown.

"Let me do it" he groaned.

"No" I jumped onto the bed behind him and got the brush from his bedside next to the flower. I started to brush and dry his hair in sections. Once I was happy with how his fringe sat I put the brush back and picked up the flower I walked to stand in front of him, placing the flower with utmost care behind his ear.

"Remember Sephiroth a flower can grow almost anywhere all they need is love." He took the flower from his hair and grimaced as he looked at it.

"Then it's best that you look after it" he placed it back in my hair. "It's almost as beautiful as you." I was caught off guard by this turn of events I tried to smile but I just couldn't make it happen.

"Don't frown it doesn't suit you, small fry." He playfully punched my chin like you would a ten year old after their first goal in their first football match.

"Oh but you can frown." I folded my arms and turned my back to him tapping my foot. He climbed into the bed still naked. I watched him I my peripheral vision, he knew I was watching him he patted the bed beside him.

"Are you sleeping tonight? You look knackered. And your room is too far." He was playing with me.

"I'm sure I can make it to mine" I turned to leave. He frowned slightly.

"Stay." I turned to look at him. He wasn't playing now.

"But I need PJ's" I played with my hands making sure not to make eye-contact that would let on my shyness of sleeping next to him naked. He noticed, of course he would, he knows everything.

"No. You don't." He pulled back the sheets. I walked to him slowly shuffling as I got to my side of the bed I lifted the sheet and dropped the towel so he wouldn't see anything. I shuffled into the bed and pushed the cover between us so we wouldn't touch. I looked like I wrapped myself into a cocoon. He just raised one eyebrow at me.

"Are you serious?" he looked totally confused.

"What?" I was totally oblivious.

"Am I not allowed to touch you?" a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What if I say no?" I smirked.

"I'd do this." He whipped the covers up so fast I didn't have time to grab them and the next thing I knew he was on top of me touching as much of me as he could without squishing me, all I could do was laugh. I loved it when he was like this. He practically ignored my existence when we were with other people. Then he rolled over so I was on top of him. A blush permanently adorned my cheeks when I was with him.

"Red suits you." He quipped. As he took the flower back out of my hair and placed it on the side. I threw my arms to my face to cover my cheeks.

"I can see your breasts now, they seem quite pert." He loved playing this game. My arms then went down to cover them.

"You are such a pervert." I pouted.

"It doesn't make me a pervert if you enjoy it." He took one of my hands and kissed the palm.

"What makes you think I enjoy it?" I tried to keep the best nonchalant face and voice I could.

"Well there are a few reasons. One you can't help but smile. Two you haven't actually left. And three its quite warm in here and your nipples are pretty aroused and I bet if I go elsewhere on your body, you would be let's say very receptive." I was completely taken by surprise my jaw hung open as tiredness gripped my brain. I could hardly keep my emotions in check. But he was right, right now if he were to ask or hell just pin me and have sex I wouldn't say no. I was almost waiting for it.

"But you are too tired. So we won't have sex twice tonight." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear making sure to brush past the soft spot. I sighed and pushed my cheek into his awaiting palm. He knew what he was doing to me getting me all hot and heavy then leaving me high and dry just so next time I play rough. He pulled me down beside him and turned off the lights. My head instinctively rested on his chest as the rest of me moulded itself against his body while his arms instinctively wrapped around me.

"Sleep" I did just that. I was so worn out that I fell asleep and I couldn't even count to ten. The nightmares stayed well away tonight. It must be because of Sephiroth ... or the amazing sex.

But when I awoke I was alone.