Disclaimer: I do not on Genesis, Aeris or Final Fantasy.

Author's Note: This is a short but necessary chapter.

Anyway... Bad Genesis... BAD, BAD Genesis.... or maybe not?

He took a step back and observed her. Just as he suspected, the girl had her eyes shut and was trembling even more now. The thought that he was perhaps dealing with an innocent soul infuriated him. Why did he have to encounter her of all people? He knew that most people would react similarly in such a situation, but there was something different in this girl that he just couldn't place. She was ruining everything for him. She confused him and he loathed her bad for that. Really bad...

His eyes rested on the hot water valve again and smirked. He had an idea. Two ideas actually.

"Open your eyes!" he ordered, and watched the girl as she reluctantly obeyed, water still pouring from above on her tiny frame.

His hands came to rest on top of his trousers, just above his belt. He waited, and after a while... Bingo! He watched her cower in the corner as realisation suddenly hit her. His smirk widened even more. He was loving this!

Aeris turned her back on Genesis and tried to make herself as smaller as possible....Invisible... Go away, just go away... she wished him away in desperation. She didn't know how much of this she could handle anymore, she wished she would just drop dead right at that moment.

She heard the sound of belt buckles and zipper being undone and the sound of clothes dropping to the ground. She took a deep breath for the inevitable and closed her eyes shut.

Nothing...

He must really enjoy teasing her, she thought, biting her lips. Maybe the sight of helpless women in his shower was turning him on. The sadistic bastard...

Aeris...She heard her name being called. What did he want now?

"Aeris?" Could you pass me the shampoo? Genesis asked.

"Please?" he added after a while.

Aeris blinked. Did he... did he... just say he wanted the shampoo?

Aeris looked up on the corner shelf and spotted the said bottle. She didn't know what to do. After a while, she decided that the best course of action would be to just do what he said. With her left hand still shaking, she clutched the bottle. For a moment she considered the option of attacking him with it, but if a wine bottle couldn't do the job, what damage would a plastic shampoo container inflict? She sighed and careful not to look back she passed him the bottle over her right shoulder.

"Why, thank you Aeris! You're very kind!" Genesis said.

Aeris fumed. She would castrate him, if she could, she suddenly decided.

At that, she felt his form coming closer, literally pushing her on the shower wall. She waited apprehensively for a few minutes. Silence... Nothing again. Suddenly, she felt the intensity of the falling water increase on her head and shoulders and then...

Huh? He was... singing?

Aeris almost forgot her abysmally dire situation and looked back at him. His eyes were closed as he was massaging his scalp with his hands. He was now whistling to the sound of an unknown to her tune. Aeris blinked. What the hell?

Suddenly his eyes snapped open to glare angrily at her. Terror engulfed Aeris' body once again. The evil grin she hoped she wouldn't have to see again was back on his face one more time.

"The water is a bit cold, isn't it?" he enquired.

Genesis chuckled as he wound one arm around her and switched off the cold water supply completely. He then reached for the hot water one, and turned it all the way back, to the maximum. He smirked at the knowledge of his strong endurance to anything hot. Unlike a certain flower girl trapped in his arms, in front of him. He was sure of it.

Aeris felt her legs going weak again. He wouldn't do that, would he?

"We, SOLDIERS, like to take long, hot, and steamy showers," he explained nonchalantly, as if that would make everything all right. He pressed harder against her. Finally... The whole image of her ordeal was immensely satisfying to him, turning him on even.

Aeris's agonising screams pierced through the steam before abruptly stopping on the thick glass walls of the cubicle. The pain was nothing like she had ever experienced before in her life. Her skin was burning, her eyes were burning, her whole being was burning. She felt like she was melting. She would die suffering, she knew that now. Her whole life passed in front of her eyes. Her family... her friends... her flowers... her church... all that meant everything to Aeris passed in front of her eyes in a fraction of a second. But it seemed like a lifetime to her.

So far far away... In the distance... A long long time ago...

With all her remaining strength, she fought her way around. She wanted to face him. Gasping for breath, she pushed and pushed. Even if his handsome but devilish face was the very last image her eyes would capture in this world, she wanted to face him. To let him know how much she hated him, how much she loathed him. To let him know she wasn't defeated. One last angry and full of hate glance would make this worthwhile, she thought, as she turned around and...

"Curaga!"

A bright light suddenly engulfed her. Bliss... Eternal bliss... No more pain... Just bliss...

She felt herself falling...

I... am... dead?

Or... am I a... ghost?

No... That's impossible... I can still feel the steam... the water...

What is happening to me?

Why is the pain gone?

Why can I still feel the wetness on my body... on my clothes?

And why can I feel the naked form of a male body... right beneath me? Between my thighs?

Heaven?

The last thought made her eyes open wide. Reality returned. She was back in the cubicle. As she pushed her head back and looked at the ceiling, the exertion increased her need for more air. She tried to breathe but instead she burst into a coughing fit, the steam making her breathing even more difficult.

After a few more laborious breaths, her eyes slowly came back on focus. She was feeling better now... But where was he? What had happened? As she leaned forward, the sight shocked her.

Genesis!

But... what is he doing?

Is he... is... he...

...what on Gaia...

Was that a... tear?

Aeris blinked and sighed. Yes, those droplets ressembled tears in his vacant eyes that were now looking full of...

Sadness...

But... but... why?

WHY?

Oh, no... no... no... She would not feel sorry for him. Her anger returned in full force.

"You sick bastard!" she shouted at him, taking more deep breaths before repeatedly slapping him on the face with whatever force she could gather.

Genesis didn't react to whatever was coming his way. After a never-ending cascade of verbal and physical abuse, he finally locked eyes with her. Just for a brief moment. He immediately looked away again towards the wall and released the cure materia from his fingers. He let it roll away...

"Keys... top shelf of the bench... next to the kitchen sink..." he finally uttered.

Five minutes later, Aeris's body welcomed the cooling rain...

Hehe! In a last minute decision I refrained from making Genesis look TOO bad... Awww... Instead I decided to hint at some emotional inner turmoil. lol Sorry if you were expecting someting more... limey... Hehe! It just wouldn't fit with the rest of the story at this point! Aeris would NOT forgive him "that"...

Ok, I'll stop here because I need votes! I'm thinking of entering Sephiroth at last, but would like to know which pairing you'd like to see most. Would you like to see a jealous Genesis? A jealous Sephiroth? A nice little... triangle? There may be a Vulnerable Part 2, this way, with Sephiroth. :)