Red Equals Passionate
[A glimpse becomes a look; they could not be more different but they still balance each other out. GenesisxRosso; drabble series]
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or the FFVII franchise.
A/N: "Jealousy"; not sure if I'm satisified with how this turned out so I might rewrite depending on how it's received. Rosso here...I'm guessing this is that side she rarely (if at all) shows to people; the insecure, vulnerable aspect. Not used to this Rosso at all *scratches head*
Jealousy
"I love you and I will prove it as many times as I must."
The ex-SOLDIER was a man of his word. He was not perfect but Genesis had always been honest. But there were times Rosso wondered if she really was the sole object of his affections.
The Crimson Tsviet was not so naïve as to think she had been the only woman in Genesis' life—a trait like that was virtually non-existent in Deepground—but Rosso was not without some insecurities.
She could not be certain, but there were times the Tsviet suspected she was not his only love, that there was someone else.
Rosso also suspected she would know the person's identity if her suspicions were confirmed as truth.
It was a ridiculous premise—more so when Rosso was a virtual atheist—but she thought it might be Minerva.
Did it look like she was joking!?
Genesis never referred to Minerva by name, always calling her "the Goddess". The meeting only lasted seconds, perhaps less, for the Planet's God proverbially tossed him out of the Lifestream and back into life which explained the near-death state Weiss and Nero had found him in when they took Genesis to Deepground.
If anything had happened between them, Genesis never spoke of it and Rosso, despite her jealousy, possessed enough discretion to not raise the issue.
Besides, in doing so, the ex-SOLDIER would probably feel hurt that she did not trust him.
Either Rosso was losing her touch or Genesis had somehow learned to interpret her moods and behavior because during a sparring session, he inquired what was bothering her.
"This Goddess…it's petty of me to suspect or even ask but…do you love her too?"
The ex-SOLDIER was silent, pondering the question put to him. Rosso watched him pace the hallway back and forth in front of her. After what seemed like ten minutes he stopped, blue eyes locking with red. The expression he wore was tinged with nostalgia.
"At one point…perhaps I did love the Goddess, though I admit that love is hard for me to define even now. When I saw her…" Genesis trailed off, the light of melancholy in his eyes accentuated by the mako glow. "She taught me something, although She had to be very firm with me in order for the lesson to stick."
The crimson Tsviet made a silent gesture, encouraging him to finish his story.
"The love I had for Her…is impossible between a man and a god. All too often there is a backlash and the one who receives the short end of the stick is often the human." Pause. "The love I have for the Goddess is far different from the one I have for you."
Genesis walked past Rosso, stopping only some inches away from her.
"Jealousy is the purest form of Love…The fact that you were jealous at all is indicative of how strongly you feel for me."