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Chapter 6 - Mother Jenova
How I hate the flashes of these stupid paparazzis! I need to hide myself from them. No matter how many body guards I have! If I was needing advertising for my company, I will need to pay them for it, but for gossips these snakes are always glued on my steps. One of the reporters asked me, no, begged me, almost crying, to strike a pose with all family together. If he knew what a hell is put all of them together he never would ask me this...At least my family are very good at sustain appearances.
Following the reporter's suggestion, we stopped at the mansion entrance behind the gorgeous iron's family emblem and done it. Smiles, hands on shoulders, a beauty portrait of one of the most prestigious families of the country. I couldn't help the laugh inside my mind. How fake we have to be for the eyes of the beholders!
My elder son, my bright sepharim, Sephiroth…He is beloved by people, they don't know his despotism and other very questionable tastes. My younger son, my baby Kadaj is into a very stressed time with himself. He wanted to be like his nissan, but he other person and I believe he didn't find it yet. And the two others share more than brotherly love. Yes. A hard task expects for me to link my family as a real one. I know, all of this is my fault. I should had stayed more time at home, I should had shared their growth with a parent. But I never wanted a husband. They know they are tube babies, except Sephiroth, they know that Hojo was their donor.
Hojo…he was the first human who gave me hand when I came to this planet. He was kind, polite, a real gentleman all these long years. I'm wearing a necklace, he had given me especially for this occasion, a rare turquoise with shades of green.
He said that he needed to purchase it for me when he saw the shades of colors. He said it remembered my eyes. He is sweet…He is a great companion and is no secret to my children or for society's gossip that we are together for years. My power helps to shut off the mouth of the people who said that I was his mistress since he was married with Lucrecia Crescent. As if nobody knew that Mrs Crescent had bought half part of Wutai for his lover, Vincent Valentine. The man made so much money that he actually owns the security label as known as The Turks. Lucrecia should had payed more attention at her man and not let him alone with a young, needy and ambitious woman. In this time, as soon she had died I found myself pregnant of Sephiroth. He was made with love, with passion. But as always I was alone to raise a child. Hojo helped me and he took the paternity of , he is the father. Thus, our bonds was enchained forever and when I wanted more kids, he provided me the necessary.
But I never wanted a man dictating my life and ruling my power. My power. Perhaps that was the oedipian problem of my sons. I'm the problem…Oh God…I do love them so much. I can't deal with them as a human mother because I love them so much and I know all of my failures with so much clarity that I can't help but only say yes for their demands. I want them happy and in the end I will win as I always do.
The party was a small part of the conquer campain for the Shinra's and Jenova's fusion. Soon my boys and I will be the owners of the most powerful energy company of the planet. Another hard work but unfortunately, easier than deal with my family. Besides my alien hunger for power, I love my children more than anything and all that I do, I do for them.
" Mrs Jenova, please one shot with Dr Hojo!" " Are you two planning to get married?" " Sephiroth, Miss Crimson said she is your fiancé, do you confirm?" " How Shinra Energy and Jenova's Reactors will deal with the oposition of Nibelhein against the reactors there?"
I love when the turks are around. I never need to answer nothing. They are a barrier against the people. Although I thought this night would be finished in other way. I wished my boys with me, around the fireplace, talking about the party gossips, drinking hot chocolate or tea.
Well, Loz and Yazoo vanished, to a party they said. Humpf. I can't fight against this now. At least they're happy and Yazoo is healthy, finally he had stopped to play with knives on himself. It's not common at this planet, but my race used to marry with their own blood to breed their genealogy. Perhaps Yazoo and Loz had inherited this principle stronger than my other sons.
My baby Kadaj, stayed with me at home and after our tea time, we went to bed. I know he's a little sensitive sometimes, but he's my cute baby. I also know he was dating Aeris's cousin, a relationship that Sephiroth doesn't like adn doesn't know. The boy is a rebel, but he is also Kadaj's first love. Well...I knew he would be gay...it doesn't bother me as long he is happy.
A peaceful night? Oh no! I woke up with Tseng on the phone, to inform me that Sephiroth had a car crash near to a night club. He was fine. The problem was about a damn photographer that had seen the accident. Just a few photos that I supposed guessed it shouldn't be so bad. Sephy is used with flashes. I have to stop to be condescending with Sephy. I know, he feels like a god because I everybody treat him like one. I had spoiled him. But, he's my boy and I'm a Mother that...feel myself guilty for my absence sometimes... The turks solved the problem with the the film, the paparazzi and these photos won't go to the magazines. I'm really naïve concerned to my kid's adventures, or rather saying to Sephy's ones. I saw the pics. Sephy was drunk and wearing only his trousers, with his best friends; Angeal, Genesis, Zack and the barely legal Rufus Shinra, equally drunks and surrounded by prostitutes. The photographer was inside the night club and their "ginger" caught the man's attention , whom naturally started to take shots their private party. Shit! Ronald Shinra would come down on me with this…
God save the turks...