I own Raven and the entirety of the other people you don't know. Muahaha I am a yaoi fangirl ,but the two main characters of this fic are stright. But worry not, I will have my yaoi yet... maniacal laugh
Chapter 3 -
Why does God hate me? Did I do something... wait.. Don't answer that.
Because when I started the day feeling pretty damn good, what with Sephiroth himself dropping into my life and being a total gentleman. (He carried my new crap opened the door for me. I wanna keep him.) I'd mark up the morning as an awesome morning. One of the best I've had since high school.Then HE called.
HE. My little brother. Bane of my very existence. When were kids we got along ok. There's only so much friendliness when you have two conflicting personalities born eighteen months apart. Now I hate him with every fiber and cell of my being. Evidently the feeling is mutual since he, being a star player with the NFL, keeps setting me up with fuckwits who get mad at me for not wearing slut-skirts or makeup,or being a slut for them in general, then whine to him about it, making my life doubly hell. Getting bitched at by a fuckwit and then a dumbshit is not as entertaining as it sounds. Not even close.
What, me, bitter? Naw.
My phone started buzzing at the little cafe I took Seph to for lunch. (When his stomach rumbles, the ground shakes. I kid thee not.)
So, I answered it without bothering to see who it was. Mistake number One.
"Soma." I answer like that bcause I do. I don't analyze myself as a rule. (ignore all previous self-analyzing. Shh)
"Stop answering like that, Raven. people will think you don't like them." Nuts. Day is now ruined. Fuck.
"I have never cared what people think and I never will. Start talking, Joseph." Seph smiled at me at that. Guess he liked my answer. I smiled back, then made a choking face. I hated talking to my brother. He was stupid and talked like it. This little shit got better grades than me. There is no justice in the world.
"You should. It reflects badly on me, and the press will have a field day when they find my sister lives like a hermit in a totally uncool job and no boyfriend. They'll start thinking I'm related to a lesbian or something." Is there a way of transferring hate without saying anything over a phone? No? Damn.
"Joseph.. You ARE related to a lesbian." Our cousin (like third cousin, but I'm not clear on it. My family confuses me by BEING) came out a few years back. She is the coolest of our family. Really pretty, too, but I'm getting off topic.
"Whatev. " I twitched. I'm not a grammar Nazi, but to use something like that when speaking makes me want to kill him.
"Anyways, I have some ideas. How about you get a cooler job, a boyfriend and move down here again? I mean, jeeze, Rave, you were born here. There's a party for-" Seph had reached over and closed my phone. What was that for? I appreciate it, but...
"You were turning red."So matter of fact...
"Was it THAT obvious?" Wow, I must seem like a complete loser. A phone call makes me lose my cool. Or want to kill small furry animals. Either one works for this particuar situation.
"You were white-knuckling your phone, too." Damn that smile. Not a teasing, but more like a smirk. Still.. Damn you for being so sexy. Damn you. "And you haven't eaten anything." He pointed to my still full plate of a chicken ceasar (I'm a sucker for the dressing) and I laughed. I don't know why, but it seemed funny to me. My sense of humor always is a bit off to some people.
"Let's go home."
Ah. Home sweet home. I fell into my chair, watching my new all-powerful pack mule setting down all my new stuff, a very, very nice realization washed over me.
Sephiroth has a really nice ass. Now, being a fangirl, I should have noticed this back when I was a teen, but then I was more an eyes and hair girl. Now, with the bona fide demi-god in my apartment, I'm having new revelations and I'm too happy right now to put my happy thoughts down with cynisism. And that fell pretty solidly under 'happy thoughts'.
I'm a big girl now, and so I've seen plenty of man-butt. You'd be suprised with the sheer amount of hot guys that are forensic majors. But most had little to no ass. Not Sephiroth. Oh, no. Definitely not. That particular backside-. My sex-deprival-induced reverie was interrupted by a mako-glowing stare.
Next thing I know, he's staring at me, our noses just mere centimeters apart.
"Hello there." that came out something like 'hello thar' but hey ,we'll talk about my mouth not working right later.
"Enjoying the view?" Usually I'd blanch and stutter, but screw that. This was not a blanch and stutter moment.
"Very much." No shame in it. He knows he's sex personified. It's in his voice, the way he walks... He just KNOWS. I'd be more worried if he didn't, really. "Used to it yet?" Jeeze, the man's sexy-as-sin. I would NOT be suprised to know that nearly every teen girl from Midgar to Wutai had a raging crush on the guy. God knows he now has half of LA's female population under that spell, too.
He laughed. The god of my universe, Satan gone sexy, supervillan-extraordinare.. laughed. It's just as sinful as the rest of him. Man, I need to get out more. These thoughts are getting way too common."Getting there. It's a nice change from being universally hated."
"I'd say so." This is getting rough. He's so..damn..close. Smells like... forest? What the hell? Sin smells like the woods. That's odd. For some reason.. it's just making it even harder not to eat hi- I mean, kiss him...yeah. That's what I meant. God, what I would give to be able to do so and not regret it later. That's what knocked me back to reality. He'd find a way back to Gaia and I'd be alone,to the micking of Joseph and his morons. Otherwise, he'd hate me, kill me, and that was the end. If neither of those options were there, you'd need a freaking crowbar to pry me off.
So, I said the one thing that would be probably the best cock-block in the history of cock-blockdom.
"Cloud give in this easy?" Damn double damn. Can't believe I just said that. A Sephirothian NEVER suggests Cloud and Sephiroth together. It sickens us. (Ok, that sounded like something Gollum from Lord of the Rings would say... But back to the sex god about half an inch from my face)
"Actually... Easier." He wins. I competely walked into that.
"Push him over and he spreads 'em?" This is actually really fun.
"Didn't even have to do that." That's ... I want to say sick, but I have the biggest manhore alive as my brother. Instead, I do something really really retarded. I couldn't help it...really.
I giggled. I, a cold venomous bitch from the age of sixteen, GIGGLED like a fangirl on crack. Sad, pathetic.. and really bad timing. He looked at me like I WAS a fangirl on crack. Man, whatever spirit dropped him into my apartment was a twisted mofo. (Why do I keep thinging Hojo did this? Oh, that's right. Most fucked up sucker in the storyline)
"No hope of that here." Lay down the law, though we'll see how long THAT law lasts. My money's on about five minutes.
"Wasn't...expecting it of you." Screw that. Six seconds, tops. Then my failed cock-block was bitchslapped by a even better, formerly inconceivable one.
CRASH BAM SNAP "FUCK!"
Seph stood with an almost, no, definitely homicidal speed and force. I knew that voice from somewhere, I just couldn't place it until I saw a nice big vein of Sephiroth's temple try to break free of the skin over it.
"God DAMN it." Well, I'M not getting any tonight.
Wow, took me a while to pump that out. It was a lot more pathetic that I thought it'd be, but that's up to you guys. Well, I've been gone for nearly a year, and have finnaly started this SOB up again. Hope you guys enjoy.
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