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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.
Enjoy!
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Genesis' head rested against the pillow, his features as peaceful as ever in his slumber, a faint smile on his lips.
The dark gash on the angular neck closed itself as the Cure materia worked its magic.
A damp cloth washed away the dried carmine that contrasted vividly with the pale skin.
Nero buttoned the white silk shirt, standing up from his spot beside the bed.
A dead silence hung in the room, so heavy that it was suffocating.
All of them had gathered in the room.
Yazoo stood in the far corner, leaning to the wall for support, expressionless. His eyes were riveted on the body that lay on the bed.
The fiery auburn locks flashed before his eyes, those azure eyes, those lips…
He felt cold. Numb. Hollow.
Genesis Rhapsodos.
Ex-SOLDIER.
Fugitive.
Friend.
Lover.
Was dead.
It meant that those auburn locks wouldn't be vibrant with life anymore.
It meant that he would never see that unique shade of blue again.
It meant those lush lips were cold now, just like him.
Genesis was dead.
Something was wrong inside him. He could feel it, but couldn't say what it was.
Something had broken inside him when he realized how late he was.
Something broke inside him when he saw that smile.
When he shook the redhead, called his name, but silence met his cries.
When it happened, he knew she was laughing, he knew they were laughing, the world was laughing.
He was frozen, paralyzed.
This world…
His face contorted with disdain. It was what that had been killing Genesis slowly, right before their eyes, and the redhead had never uttered a word.
Never.
Yazoo looked away, wiping the lonely tear that rolled down his face. No. He wouldn't cry anymore. He wouldn't let this world see more weaknesses from him.
He was late, too late, but he wouldn't let Genesis down.
Determination kindled in his eyes.
He would do it for all of them.
For Genesis.
For him.
Pushing away from the wall, he walked to the bed, kneeling beside it. He took Genesis' cold hands in his own, bringing them to his lips.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered, kissing them. Leaning over him, he offered a faint smile, his last smile, before placing a kiss on Genesis' forehead. "I won't let you down."
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Vivid hues soared high in the sky in front of him, the hungry tongues of flames reaching for the sky, mingling with the sunset.
Nibelheim was burning.
The group was ahead of him, dealing with the village.
Turning around to look for the last time, he watched the mansion.
"Farewell, Genesis."
It didn't take long for the fire to swallow the large building. Walls of fire surrounded everywhere, crackling, the black smoke obscuring the already darkening sky.
Genesis had said that they should decide for their future.
It was their decision.
Whether they'd build it alone, or prepare things for him to come, it didn't matter.
In their future, this world didn't matter.
They would burn it to ashes, and from the ashes they would start their future.
This world was meant to burn.
It was fire.
Genesis was fire.
It would bring him back.
It was what Genesis had desired, and Yazoo would willingly grant him that.
He turned away, walking toward the burning mayhem.
The touch of those fiery flames were so familiar on his skin.
It was for Genesis.
It was only the Genesis.
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Author note: So, this is it, guys. Actually, I've been intending to end the story when it reached this point from the beginning, so I'm sorry if it disappoints you. I tried to write the characters as good, and as real as I can. But I know that my work isn't perfect, yet I'm trying.
I must thank you for following this story, and letting me know your ideas, and for the support. I hope you've enjoyed it.
Yours,
SSGA