"Dad, we're home!" Yuffie shouted as she and Vincent walked through the door of her quaint little childhood home. Here was where she had good memories of her beloved mother and father, and she was happy to be back home where her surroundings were familiar. Wouldn't her father be shocked upon hearing the news of her sudden marriage to Vincent? She slightly regretted the impromptu vows, wishing her father would have been there, but everything was over and done with now.
"Dad?" she called out once more, making her way to Godo's bedroom. She knocked lightly on the door then rested her hand on the doorknob, preparing to open it. Vincent grabbed her hand and pulled her away suddenly. His heightened senses had picked up something that Yuffie had not yet grasped.
"Yuffie," he said gently, his hand grasping hers. "I think… your father…"
He trailed off, unsure of what to say to her in this situation. Yuffie picked up on his mood immediately when he spoke, though, and her hand started to shake slightly beneath his. "No," she whispered. "No."
Vincent bowed his head and looked away. Yuffie opened the door gently and walked slowly to the side of her father's bed. She knelt down and took his cold hand. Resting her forehead against it, she began to cry softly.
"Daddy, why did you have to leave me so soon? You haven't even met your granddaughter yet," she whispered, then kissed his hand. She looked over at Vincent. "Isn't there anything we can do?" she asked. He shook his head silently and moved to her side. "No. All we can do now is make sure that he rests in peace," he said. He gently moved his palm over Godo's chest in a patting motion.
"Do not worry, Godo," he said. "I will take care of them both."
Godo was cremated in the traditional Wutaian way, and his ashes were scattered in the Da-Chao mountains. Afterward, when Yuffie was going through his belongings, she came across a will that named her as the beneficiary of his house. Her childhood home would now be the place where she and Vincent's daughter would grow up, making new happy memories for the small family, just as Yuffie had with her parents.
She had never truly realized how much her father had cared for her until she found a note in his journal days after his funeral. It had been written the day that she and Vincent had left for Nibelheim to attend Reno and Cloud's wedding ceremony. It read:
My darling daughter has grown into a true warrior over the years and is now a woman coming into her own. For so long, I had treated her like she was the one lucky to have me, when in fact, I am the lucky one. I am so proud to have her as my daughter, and I wish her well with the life's path that she has chosen for herself. Vincent will make a fine father and husband, and Yuffie will be a wonderful mother.
Yuffie had cried tears of happiness then, and clutched the journal to her chest. She knew he was looking down on her and smiling, and she would always keep this belief in her heart for as long as she lived.
"Do you still think we shouldn't get married?" Genesis asked Sephiroth when they returned home to the Northern Continent. Sephiroth gave a little laugh and shook his head. "Genesis, the day I get married is the day that this giant block of ice thaws out," he said, waving his hand at the snowy field outside their cabin. Genesis sighed. "Yeah, but it might be nice, you know," he said.
Sephiroth looked up at the sky. "Would having a piece of paper make you feel better about us? Haven't we been together long enough for you to know that I love you and am dedicated to you? And did you not wait for me in case of my return, even when hope was lost and you thought I was certainly dead? Your love is clear enough in those actions alone, and I personally don't need a piece of paper to know that. But if you do, then I guess we have a problem," he said, clearly becoming agitated.
"No, I don't need a piece of paper, Sephiroth. It's the ceremony that I want. I just think it would be nice to have everyone gathered around to witness it. I love you and I'm committed to you, and I want everyone to know that," Genesis said, almost stamping his foot in a childish way. Sephiroth laughed at this and tackled the man in the snow. They fell to the ground and rolled around playfully, the agitation forgotten in an instant.
"Would you wear a dress for me, sweetheart?" Sephiroth crowed, pinning Genesis against the cold ground. He shoved a handful of snow into Genesis' pants and sat on top of him so that he couldn't get up. He laughed so hard he almost hurt his sides, seeing and feeling his lover squirm uncomfortably beneath him.
"Sephiroth!" Genesis cried out, the snow biting into his sensitive skin. He felt the melting snow dripping down his leg and seeping into his pants. "Just great! Now I'm going to have to change clothes!" he yelled. Sephiroth sniffed and grinned. "Good, because those leathers are starting to fucking reek, Gen," he said.
"You're one to talk with your nasty-ass coat!" Genesis bit back, a surge of strength overcoming him. He pushed Sephiroth off of him and got up. He ran into the house, Sephiroth following closely behind, laughing loudly. Before he could stop himself, he shouted, "Oh, come on, Genesis! You want me to marry you? Fine, I'll marry you!"
Genesis stopped short of reaching the bathroom. He turned slowly to face Sephiroth.
"You… what?"
"You heard me. I'll marry you. I'm not talking about right now, and I'm not giving you a time or a date. I'm saying I'll marry you some day."
Genesis was almost at a loss for words. Had it not been for his wet pants, he would have jumped into Sephiroth's arms that instant, but as it was, he was quite uncomfortable. Also, the look on Sephiroth's face was amusing: the man was being serious but had a playful look about him. Genesis decided to play it cool and act nonchalant, reflecting his lover's mood. He shrugged a shoulder and turned back around to open the bathroom door.
"Yeah, okay," he said, giving a toss to his hair and disappearing into the bathroom. He closed the door, locked it and waited, stifling a giggle and leaning with his back against the wall. Sure enough, he heard the familiar footsteps approaching the door.
"Let me in," Sephiroth said.
"Nope."
"What the hell, Genesis?" Sephiroth exclaimed, jiggling the doorknob. "When have you ever locked me out of a room when you're getting naked?"
"I'm taking a shit!"
"That's not funny, Gen!" Sephiroth shouted and pounded on the door. Genesis burst into laughter and unlocked the door. When he opened it, Sephiroth came tumbling in and fell to the floor in a tangle of limbs. "Damn!" he shouted, holding his arm. When he recovered, he swiped at Genesis and yanked him down to the floor with him.
"You're being playful today," Sephiroth said lightly, nipping at Genesis' neck. "Hmm, so are you," Genesis replied, tilting his neck back. "So, are you going to accept my proposal or not?" Sephiroth asked, smirking into pale flesh that was slowly becoming covered with red marks. He shoved a hand down the back of Genesis' pants and caressed an ass cheek gently. "Yes!" Genesis cried out. "I mean, no! I mean… yes!" he sputtered, his body shivering from the touches and nibbles.
"Sweet, sweet Genesis. I love you so much," Sephiroth groaned, pressing Genesis' crotch against his leg. Genesis moaned and ground his body against his lover heatedly. "Help me get out of these pants, Seph," he gasped.
Sephiroth stood up with him and backed him against the wall. Genesis quickly shucked off his boots as Sephiroth yanked down his pants and knelt on one knee, kissing a wet trail up his inner leg and to his balls. His tongue darted out quickly and lapped at the skin there, then wrapped his mouth around hard, hot flesh. Genesis grabbed a handful of Sephiroth's hair and pulled forward harshly. With his hand, he helped control Sephiroth's bobbing head as it moved along his length. Up and down, around and around, the familiar dance began. Genesis closed his eyes and relaxed, his breath hitched.
When Sephiroth came up for air, he shrugged off his coat and pulled his pants down just enough to relieve the pressure. He yanked Genesis up and the redhead instinctively wrapped his legs around his waist, letting Sephiroth take him against the wall. He cried out as Sephiroth entered him quickly, his head bucking forward onto his chest.
"Shh," Sephiroth soothed, kissing Genesis on the neck. He began to thrust hard into his lover, Genesis' frantic cries for release urging him on.
"Come for me, Genesis! Come for me!" he growled, rolling his hips and thrusting loosely as Genesis became more open and slick for him. "S-Sephiroth!" Genesis cried out, clenching his ass and throwing his back hard against the wall he was pinned to. Jets of hot cum spurted from his cock and ran down the side of his thigh. "That's what I like to see," Sephiroth grunted, then cried out his own release. "You feel that?" he asked Genesis, who nodded. Warm cum leaked from between the two of them and Genesis groaned at the feeling.
"This is the way it's meant to be, Genesis," Sephiroth said, kissing him on the lips quickly and leaning his forehead against his. "You and me, we're unstoppable, regardless of how we are connected… be it this way or another." He lifted a hand to Genesis' face and traced his lower lip with his finger. "Did I thank you yet? I mean, for waiting on me while I was away?" Genesis shook his head. "I don't think you have, no," he said.
"Well, I'm thanking you now. Thank you."
Genesis wrapped his legs more tightly around Sephiroth's waist and squeezed his arms around his neck a little tighter. "You're welcome," he said, and hid his face from Sephiroth, resting his cheek against his. A single tear began to moisten the corner of his eye. He wanted to hold onto this moment forever.
He recalled all those heartbreaking nights that he had spent alone in this very same cabin, dreaming of silver hair wrapped around him like a curtain, crying out for the ghost of his lover to come back for him.
Never again.
"So, marry me," Sephiroth whispered.
"Yes."
