A/N: Hello. My deepest apologies for the delay on the update. I lost motivation, and then one of my brother's friends broke the screen on our laptop by throwing a screwdriver at it. There is no way any of us can afford to fix it right now. Luckily, you can still see about half of the screen on the laptop, so I'm using that, even if it is a pain trying to do stuff in tiny windows. Things are not going well for me right now. I hope all who reviewed will forgive me for the extensive amount of time between updates in the forseeable future. I also apologize for the shortness of this chapter. It's much long if you include the lemons. (More on said lemons in the AN at the end of the chapter.)
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
Last Chapter:
They grinned at eachother. Yazoo wrapped his arms around Kadaj from behind and Sephiroth did the same to Cloud.
"That was awesome. They loved us!" Cloud exlaimed happily. Sephiroth grinned down at him, tightening his grip on him.
"Indeed. Hopefully we'll have another job lined up soon. That was a great debut, nice work everyone." He said with his trademark smirk. They all left the club, swung onto their bikes and roared off into the night towards home.
Saturday Night, The Reactor, After the show ended:
A dark figure, clad in a blood red
cloak, stood by the bar. He was definately different to the other
club-goers. His phone rang, and he swiftly answered. No time was
spend on pleasantaries, the caller simply asked a question.
"Any interesting finds?""Yes, actually. A new band, one
with extreme potential. His reply was as to the point as the
question."Indeed? Do go on." An
interested tone entered the male voice at the other end of the call."The band is called, Geostigma.
All members are exceedingly talented, and are also highly
attractive.""The complete package, then. So,
you think they're worth looking into?""Yes.""Very well, Vincent. Just wait for
now, see another of their performances. If it is as good as this one
apparently was, extend an invitation." Clearly an instuction,
not a suggestion.
"Yes, Rufus-san." They both
hung up, all that was needed had been exchanged. Silently, Vincent
left the club.
Saturday Night, home, after the show:
The brothers were in high spirits after their exceedingly successful debut show. Loz quickly grabbed a couple of beers and dissapeared into his room to listen to blaring music throught his headphones. He was perfectly fine with the relationships of his brothers, but he would rather not see or hear some of their more... intimate acts.
The keyboardist and manager each pulled their respective lovers into their rooms, shutting and locking the doors firmly. Tonights' celebrations would be rather enjoyable. Rather enjoyable indeed.
A/N: Ok, some of you might be prepared to lynch me for leaving it like that. However, can be a little touchy about lemons and such, as we all know. Here's the deal: I have written both a YazooxKadaj lemon and a SephirothxCloud lemon. If you want them, you must review and tell me that you want them. Eg: "(insert general comments here). I would like to read the SephirothxCloud lemon/ the YazooxKadaj lemon/ both lemons." If you are signed into an account, I will send them in a response to the reivew. If not, leave your email address in the review and I will email them to you. Thank you very much for taking the time to read this, and please remember to review.