Unstable

Summary: Genesis gets congratulated by Sephiroth in the most unexpected way. Genesis and Sephiroth start their turbulent relationship and you should all pity poor Angeal! A Collab between Soyna and BMIK

Rating: If you have read any of BMIK's or my stuff, you know this is rated Mature in nature. That means that there will be men love (yaoi), bad language and a lot of bad attitude as well.

Genesis and Angeal: Soyna
Sephiroth and Cloud : BMIK

Genesis felt the most comfortable than he felt in a long time. He blinked open his eyes and stretched. His arm bumping against something warm and he blinked a few time as he tried to remember where he was. He focused his eyes and smiled. Sephiroth was still sleeping. He looked so much better than when they had crawled into the bed. His colour was back and his breathing was normal. Genesis ran a hand over his chest as he pressed against him. He was looking and feeling quite fine. The arm that was wrapped around his shoulders was comforting as well.

This is what he wanted; his head resting in the crook of Sephiroth's shoulder and just being there.

This was the best thing ever. Too bad it took Sephiroth nearly being killed off by Hojo to get him to do this. Genesis reached up and stroked some hair out of Sephiroth's face. He'd be starving when he woke up.

The redhead looked over at the clock and saw that is was past lunch. They had both must have needed the sleep after a very stressful night that it was.

"No one should go through that alone," Genesis whispered as he settled back into the comfy spot. He was hungry, wanted coffee and knew that Angeal was going to be worrying but he didn't want to leave the comfortable position that he was in.

Sephiroth stirred in his sleep at the movement in his arms. Unconsciously he pulled the thing there closer to keep it still and because it was warm and smelled good … apples.

He was somewhere in-between being asleep and waking, but slowly drifted towards the latter from a dreamless rest. His body had stopped to hurt for the most part so that other physical needs took over, such as hunger. Also his bladder was annoyingly full.

Grunting, Sephiroth tried to ignore it because he didn't want to get up. It was comfortable here and it would be cold outside... He nuzzled his nose closer into the shock of soft hair that was in his face.

Slowly he came to, only then noticing that something wasn't right.

He should be alone in his bed. But he most definitely wasn't. Frowning he opened his eyes and almost got a heart attack when he found himself in bed with Genesis.

Cuddling!

Genesis felt Sephiroth move and was quite pleased to have his arm pull him closer. He knew he was half asleep but it still felt nice.

He felt Sephiroth suddenly jerk awake and make a small gasping sound. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Morning," Genesis said, "or should I say, good afternoon." Genesis rested one of his hands on Sephiroth's chest and ran it down to rest on his belly. "How are you feeling?"

Sephiroth was feeling a little groggy and slow. He was trying to remember why he ached do much and how he ended up with Genesis in his bed.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't remember how they could have possibly ended up like this. Even when he was getting drunk he was not one to cuddle so why would he allow something like this to happen?

In a delayed action he removed his arm from Genesis' body as if he'd been burnt, but then slowly the events of last night came back to him. Hojo, the pain, Genesis, the bath, sleeping ...

"We had a date, dumbass," Genesis said, "But Hojo decided to play with you first and ruined all my fun." Genesis was not deterred by the arm being removed as he hooked his leg over Sephiroth's to keep him from moving too far as he examined him. "Now answer my question. How do you feel?" He ran his hand over his chest; the spot that had a big chunk of flesh missing when he had arrived. It was healed now but it felt a little different than the other skin around it, though one could hardly see the difference.

Sephiroth rolled on his back, facing the ceiling and rubbing with his hand over his face slowly. His brain was still processing the details of last night that he could remember.

"Better," he replied distractedly. It was true, he was feeling amazingly well compared to past times when he had needed almost two more days to recover from his sessions with Hojo. Maybe he was just getting used to it now. He wasn't ready to think that it was because Genesis was there. He didn't want to give the man that type of ego boost.

"Good," Genesis said. He wrapped his arms around the General's chest and nearly climbed on top of him. "Now, lie still so we can cuddle some more."

Sephiroth stopped rubbing his face and stared at Genesis through his spread fingers as if he had lost his mind.

"Get out of my bed."

The General was only being so polite because of last night and Genesis' … assistance with his little issue. Otherwise he'd have thrown the redhead out of his bed already. Literally.

"Don't be such a grump," Genesis said but didn't let go or move from his comfortable position on Sephiroth. "Just give me five more minutes and I'll get you some coffee and maybe some food that I haven't spit in. Suck it up and humour me."

Sephiroth emitted a displeasured growl, but he did close his eyes and graciously allowed Genesis to smother him. It probably wasn't worth the trouble starting a fight. He just had to make sure that the brat understood that this was an exceptional one-time-occasion that had been born from very unfortunate circumstance and that it would neverbe repeated.

That he would emphasize a little later, after he got his coffee.

"I want French toast."

"I want a pony," Genesis responded. "You'll get what I get you. Your kitchen is pitifully stocked."

He really was quite comfortable, even if he was cuddling with a grump.

"Get off." Sephiroth draped his arm over his forehead and lazily glared at the annoying redhead who wouldn't even make French toast for a sick man and who insulted the contents of his kitchen. Five minutes were long over anyways.

Genesis grunted and pushed himself off Sephiroth. He wiped at his face, gave a big yawn and a dramatic stretch that caused his spine to crack. "You stay here. I'll make coffee and get you some food."

He looked down at the annoyed form of Sephiroth and smiled. "And you should maybe, brush your hair."

The man just wordlessly waved his guest away and rolled over, closing his eyes again. The spot where Genesis had slept was still warm. His hair was, surprisingly, the least of his concerns right now. First and foremost Sephiroth was hungry. Then he needed to take a piss, another shower, would have to inspect his wounds ...and take care of his hair.

He should get rid of Genesis too. Probably.

Genesis smirked as he watched Sephiroth curl into the part of the bed that he just vacated.

He was going to say something else, but decided that he needed coffee too. He should call Angeal, he was most likely frantic wondering what happened. He was always motherly like that. And he supposed that there was still the issue with Lazard and the even more difficult one of Hojo to deal with.

He rubbed his head. When did they have to deal with so much shit all at once?

"Coffee. I'll start with that," Genesis said as he walked out of the room. He knew Sephiroth had a rather fancy looking coffee machine thing that he hoped he could figure out how to work.

Outside the apartment Cloud was almost collapsing under the stack of paperwork he was carrying with his thin arms. Fine sweat ran down his temple and he could barely see the ground before his feet. But it was all worth it if only he could exchange a few words with his lover and maybe, if Sephiroth got time, they could have some alone time.

Smiling happily with a light blush, Cloud stopped in front of the General's apartment door and used his elbow to knock against it.

Genesis had just figured out the coffee pot and had found all the correct ingredients to make the insufferable man some French toast.

He had looked at his phone and saw a ton of messages to deal with but chose to ignore them until he had caffeine, food and maybe if Sephiroth was feeling better a little reward for helping him make it through the night.

The knock at the door wasnot welcome.

He contemplated ignoring it, but the second knock told him that the person was not going to go away.

He sighed and walked to the door, opening it wide, "What?" he yelled down at the small blond haired boy that looked like he was buried under some paperwork. He remembered the boy. He looked rather startled at the sight of Genesis, but that didn't really matter. He was just staring with his large pretty blue eyes and not answering him. Genesis hated that. "Well, are you going to stand there like a statue or are you just here to annoy me?"

"I-I'm sorry, sir." Cloud finally found his speech. Well, this was disappointing; he had hoped Sephiroth was alone. Cloud also found that he didn't like that Genesis Rhapsodos was at his lover's apartment, but maybe they were just working. Well, of course they were. What else would they be doing? Still a bit suspicious, Cloud hoisted up his papers to keep his grip on them and tried to look past the redhead. "I need to speak to General Sephiroth."

Genesis frowned. This reeked of Angeal. Angeal liked to punish him with paperwork and most likely was pissed that he had to pick up the morning slack. Sending Cloud was like him as well, the sneaky underhanded and behind the back kind of way of getting back at him.

He should have called Angeal.

"He's busy right now and he doesn't need paperwork here. Take it back to his office," he said and was tempted to slam the door in the boy's face. He was cute and all, but Sephiroth already had a taste of the boy and he didn't want to deal with that drama either. This was the last thing that they needed right now.

He really needed to talk to Angeal about his bad sense of timing for getting back at him.

Cloud looked crestfallen, but then he pressed his lips together in petulant determination. Though Genesis was technically his superior Cloud was together with Sephiroth now, so the formal hierarchy thing wouldn't work. He just needed Sephiroth to see him and then the General would tell Genesis to go away so they could spend some time together... "But I really need to see him," he insisted, his arms slowly going numb. "It's important. He knows who I am, so could you just get him?"

Genesis narrowed his eyes at the boy. 'I'm sure he does,' Genesis thought.

"It doesn't matter who you are or how much paperwork there is in your hands," Genesis grumbled. "He's not seeing anyone at the moment, so you can tell Angeal to stuff all that paperwork up his ass and I will deal with it later."

Cloud crunched his little face in displeasure, getting impatient. Who did that redhead think he was! Cloud would tell Sephiroth to give that annoying man a good lecture for treating him like that! "But-"

"What's all the damn noise!"

The blond's heart stopped as behind Genesis the General appeared. Naked. With a toothbrush stuck in his mouth. He didn't look very friendly.

"Sir ... I got your ... paperwork ..." Uncertainly Cloud thrust the papers towards them. The wheels in his head were reeling. Why was his lover naked? Wasn't he supposed to work? And what was Genesis doing here then? His eyes shifted from the naked General to the smug looking redhead and back at the General. Suddenly Cloud got a bad feeling in his belly.

Genesis rolled his eyes at how pathetic the boy's face was.

"I think Angeal is pissed at me and sent a whole stack of paperwork for us to do in the hands of this little pip squeak here," Genesis said. And turned to Cloud, leaning close to him. "Not interested, boy."

He pulled back, got a good grip of the door and slammed it in the boy's face. He clapped his hand together and looked over to where Sephiroth was standing. "Taken care of. Now, do you want your coffee now, with breakfast or with me in bed?"

Sephiroth eyed the door with a blank look, trying to figure out what that had all been about but then he mentally shrugged, deciding that he didn't care. He'd already forgotten who the blond was.

He snorted at Genesis, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder at the kitchen and went back to the bathroom to finish his morning toilet.

Outside Cloud still stood before the closed door open mouthed. He waited. Because there was just no way that Sephiroth would allow Genesis to treat him like that! They were lovers! He was Sephiroth's Little SOLDIER!

The seconds went by and no one came outside to apologize to him. The papers in his arms got heavier and heavier. Cloud strained his ears to hear what was going on inside.

Maybe Sephiroth couldn't come out, because then Genesis would become suspicious? Their relationship had to stay a secret after all. Sephiroth was in a tight spot here, Cloud understood. But that was still no reason to run around naked with Genesis in the apartment! And what about Cloud? He had trained so hard and he wanted to show Sephiroth what he had learned!

Eventually Cloud left. But he would pay Genesis back for ruining his rendezvous with Sephiroth with all he had!

In the apartment Genesis grinned as he went back into the kitchen and cooked the rest of the meal while Sephiroth finished in the bathroom.

He was tempted to call Angeal and give him hell for sending a cadet to Sephiroth's apartment. How appropriate was that at any time? He placed the piece of French toast on the table with some syrup that he dug out from the back of the fridge and had Sephiroth a cup of coffee ready when he emerged from having a shower again.

"Cleanest bastard in the world," Genesis mumbled as he walked and in a louder voice said, "Your highness' breakfast is served. You need to get some proper syrup. Maple is gross. I will get you some dumbapple syrup; it's sweeter and has more flavour."

Sephiroth just came out of the shower and wrung out his hair. Grabbing a towel he loosely slung it around his hips when Genesis called for him. He wordlessly sat down on the table, reached for his coffee and took a sip. He was pleased to find that apparently Genesis was good for something else than fucking (and picking up his bloody mess) as he also made good coffee.

"Where's the newspaper?" He looked up at Genesis from his cup expectantly and slightly impatient, but inwardly smirked. He wondered how long it would take him this morning to get a rise out of his hot-heated fuck-buddy.

Genesis shrugged. "It's old news anyway. It's nearly three already." Genesis sat down with his own coffee and pulled out his phone and stared at the large number of messages that was there.

He had looked at the numbers, but not listened to anything yet. Everyone — literally everyone — was trying to get a hold of him and Sephiroth. Sephiroth did look better but he still needed rest. The phone started to vibrate in his hand. Angeal. Again. "Angeal is so pissed. I can hear him thinking about how dishonourable we were with leaving him with all the work load and I bet he is being hounded by that harpy of a secretary of yours." He threw the phone on the table and watched it vibrate.

Sephiroth grabbed the phone, while he started to poke at his French toast.

"What," he bellowed in his best pissed off voice though his face remained straight as he was actually pretty relaxed. He could turn that tone on and off and it was very useful in keeping people at bay or make them run in fear. Either way, they usually left him alone.

"Sephiroth?" Angeal was confused. He thought he was phoning Genesis, but it made sense, they were supposed to be having a date, and Angeal was grateful that they didn't tear apart his apartment with their antics again, but not calling, showing up for work, or making him worry was not acceptable either. "Where are you two? Why haven't you showed up for work. I have had to deal with Gladis and Lazard all morning. This better not be a trend, now that you two are dating."

"Who's dating!" Sephiroth growled, his agitation for real now as he stabbed his French toast to death with one single blow. "And I made arrangements yesterday already for a day off. Tell my secretary to get off your back." That damn woman had probably just seen her chance to bother Angeal with her presence, because Sephiroth wasn't at the office. Even Hojo's session would never make Sephiroth forget to take care of his work and appointments. "Genesis is with me, it was mandatory," he added slightly morosely. "However his work is done now so you can expect him back at the office after he took care of the dishes."

And he so wasn't dating anyone!

Angeal sighed heavily. Sephiroth was still in denial and was about to say so when he heard a yell coming from Genesis. "You can wash your own damn dishes, you jackass. I cleaned up all that blood and there is no way I am cleaning up after I cooked you a breakfast!"

"Blood?" Angeal ignored the rest of the statement from Genesis as his normal primadonna type crap. "What is he talking about Sephiroth? Did you two fight?"

"No, it's just that time of the month for him. He forgot to wear his sanitary pads, hence the blood." Leaning back in his chair, Sephiroth separated a piece from his French toast and picked it up from the fork with his teeth. "Anything else? If not I will cut the line now. I am busy having lunch."

Angeal stopped his pacing and covered his face at that answer. He could hear an angry yell from Genesis. "No, nothing else," he said and shut his phone off. He went back to his desk, shaking his head and wondered why he was friends with them still.

Genesis grabbed his phone back, flipped it shut and growled at Sephiroth through clenched teeth. "I'm so glad that you are feeling better." He glared at Sephiroth who had an amused look on his face and seemed to be trying to hide it. "Angeal is probably covering his face and rolling his eyes after you said that."

"I think he can relate." Sephiroth scratched absently at a small wound that had not completely healed yet while finishing his toast. Angeal didn't need to know about that incident last night and it had served very well to distract him from the truth. Also it made for an excellent insult. The colour on Genesis' face when he got angry suited him really well.

"Do I get a thank you for all the work that I did taking care of you and making you French toast?" Genesis grabbed his coffee. "A kiss would be nice to show your appreciation."

"Fine. I allow you to kiss my ass." Sephiroth finished his plate and pushed it towards Genesis in a silent order to go and wash it. He may not be in much pain anymore but he still wasn't a morning person and he had no nerve to deal with Genesis' ridiculous demands now. Sephiroth wasn't even sure if the redhead was serious or just joking. He hoped it was the latter. Dating, kissing, Hojo's torture - all the bad things flocked together, as usual.

Genesis pushed his chair back, crossed his arms and legs and glared at Sephiroth. "I thought ass kissing was something you were better at, but I don't think you are ready for that type of activity at the moment as the attitude running out of your mouth is too fowl to get anywhere near mine at the moment."

"Suit yourself." Sephiroth shrugged. He hadn't been the one wanting any kisses and apparently Genesis had just changed his mind too, which was a good thing. Sephiroth was in no condition to have sex yet anyways. "I'm going back to bed. Do the dishes before you leave." He stood, the towel slipping from his hips but he didn't bother with it and just started to leave naked.

"I'm not your maid!" Genesis snorted and glared at him but was a little concerned that Sephiroth was actually going back to bed. He had slept for nearly four hours in a bloody mess on the floor and then another twelve after the bath and he wanted to go to bed again. Despite the bad attitude, he must still be hurting.

"I'm not cleaning up after you!" He yelled as he stared at a very nice looking ass. As much as he called it skinny, there was nothing skinny about it

Sephiroth briefly considered looking back over his shoulder and pointing out that he was a sick man here, but it was not funny since it was the truth. He was damn tired and his body would need at least a few more hours to deal with the damage. That would only work with him not moving and wasting resources, which was why his body shut him off with sleep.

So he didn't reply but went to the bedroom, closing the door with a bang and fell back into the sheets, asleep before he hit the mattress. The small amount of movement and conversation had already exhausted him too much.

Genesis scowled at the door and then looked at the mess around him. He could hear Angeal nagging in his head to clean it up. He angrily picked up the plates and did clean the dishes up and put everything away.

He was about to leave and he thought of checking in on Sephiroth. He opened the door. Sephiroth hadn't even covered himself with a blanket. "So, you are more hurt than you were letting on." He covered up Sephiroth with the blanket and ensured he was comfortable. He hadn't moved an inch with all his noise.

"Still a jerk."

Before he left, he made some sandwiches and placed them in a fridge with a note before he grabbed his phone and started to listen to the list of messages... mostly from Angeal.

Time to change the pace for the next chapter.

It involves a blond and a dark-haired character! ... just as a hint.

Hope you are still enjoy this darlings... we are having so much fun writing this silly little story.