Angeal:
Sephiroth looked utterly miserable as he sat on the beach, the heels of his boots touching the water. The tall, silver-haired man looked sick with worry, and the slits of his cat-like eyes were so narrow they could hardly even be seen as he stared blankly ahead. "I didn't find him." he mumbled, over and over. "I've lost him. He's gone. He's gone." The man sounded like he had truly lost his mind.
"Seph." Angeal said in his best comforting-voice. "We made it here, didn't we? Come on, let's go look around this island, alright? He might be here, and he might need you."
Sephiroth's head snapped right up at that. "Right." he said, sounding quite dazed. "Right! I must find him!" He stood up shakily and started to walk away from Angeal with fast strides of his long legs. "Come on, Angeal." he growled impatiently without stopping. "Come on!"
Rolling his eyes, Angeal complied and started following his friend. He knew they should be looking for clean water to drink and salvage the crates from the sunken plane he had seen floating in the sea, but he didn't dare leave his friend when he seemed so out of it. And besides, he loved Genesis, too. And poor Zack was missing as well. Puppy...
And then, as if some sort of God or Goddess heard Angeal's and Sephiroth's despair, the Puppy arrived at the scene. And in his arms was Genesis. Angeal felt the lump in his chest finally disappearing. They were all here, they were all alright. Zack wobbled towards them with a wail of relief, but before he could make it very close, a blur of silver rushed over to him. Sephiroth ran over to them with all his enhanced speed, almost tearing Genesis from the young man's arms. Angeal hurried over to his friends.
"Genesis. Genesis." Sephiroth chanted as he clutched his unconscious lover close. "Genesis."
A twinge of worry entered Angeal's chest once more as he saw his best friend's state. Genesis was deadly pale, and didn't react in the slightest to Sephiroth's praying. But since Sephiroth still seemed loony and in no state of taking care of things, Angeal took charge. First, he turned to Sephiroth.
"Seph." he said gently. "Why don't you carry Genesis up to the trees and find some shade to sit down in? I don't think the sun is very good for him. It's very hot." He was surprised, but relieved, to see Sephiroth imminently comply and carry his beloved towards the trees to find a better resting-spot. The only reason he even listened was probably because it was for the sake of Genesis, or so Angeal thought. Deciding to leave Sephiroth with Genesis for the moment, Angeal turned to his loyal Puppy, who seemed exhausted. He clasped a big hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Zachary." he said seriously and gazed into Zack's violet eyes. "Good job. I really mean it; you did a great job, alright? Understand? Thank you. Thank you so much."
Zack looked amazed at his mentor's words, and the tiredness seemed to melt right off him as he straightened his back and saluted. "Thank you, sir!" he said and smiled broadly at Angeal, making the older man smile as well. "Thanks, Ang." he added, still wearing that goofy smile.
"Now, Puppy, I have a job for you." Angeal then said, and was relieved when his student nodded eagerly. "See those crates out there?" He pointed out at sea, where three crates could be seen bobbing in the quite clear water. "I need you to swim out and get them, one at a time. Think you can do that?"
Zack seemed quite uncertain about returning to sea, but he just nodded grimly. "I got it, Ang."
"Good, Puppy." Angeal praised. "Sephiroth is sitting right over there with Genesis; you will be within his sight the whole time. I will go into the forest to try and find some clean water. I thought it would be safer to leave you here in the sight of Sephiroth, instead of sending you away in the woods all along."
"Can't we both get the crates, and then water? Or the other way around?" Zack said and bit his lip as he gazed up on his mentor, as if he didn't want to question the orders, but couldn't help himself.
Angeal sighed. He didn't want to send the tired boy into the water, but it was necessary. "Zack, I'm sorry. I'm afraid the crates will be pulled away by currents before we get to them. And we need water - Genesis needs water. Please."
"Of course, Ang." Zack said and straightened his posture once more. "I'll get them! You can trust me!"
"Good." Angeal rumbled and mussed up Zack's hair before turning and walking away. He knew Zack would be alright; the boy was an excellent swimmer, and the crates were close to shore. He was more worried about Sephiroth, to be honest, and his mental health. He glanced at the man, who was sitting in the shade of a large palm tree, clutching Genesis in his lap and rocking slowly. Oh well, he'd worry about that later. Now, he had to find water, or they would surely soon find their demise by lack or water, instead of excess of it.
The forest was humid, but much cooler than the beach. Angeal stopped, closed his eyes and listened, using his enhanced senses to their fullest. He heard the calm breeze rustle the leaves, and a low chatter far away that sounded like some sort of monkeys. And there, beneath that, a low purl. Water. Angeal opened his eyes with a small smile, and started walking towards the sound. He soon found it. It was a tiny little river that poured through a couple of rocks. It was not much, but it looked clean enough to drink.
Now that they had found water, they could start thinking about shelter, food... and a way out of here.
Genesis:
Everything felt so strange. Like he was asleep, yet not. He felt consciousness creep onto him, but decided to assess the situation before opening his eyes. Besides, he was pretty comfortable, and Sephiroth would never let anything bad happen to him.
He was resting on something firm, but warm. A body. And he was lying down, so he couldn't be on that darn plane anymore. And he couldn't hear the roar of the motors, either. But the last thing he remembered was sitting on the plane, feeling sick while leaning on his boyfriend's steady arm. He must have fallen asleep, Genesis concluded in his mind. He must have fallen asleep, and Sephiroth must have carried him to the inn at Icicle, and lay down with him to sleep. And since no one was waking him up for that stupid event, he could rest for a while longer.
Then, another body slid down behind him, lying way too close. Genesis yelped and sat up to direct an indignant glare at the person who had joined him and Sephiroth in bed in their room at the Icicle Inn. Fucking stalkers...
"Puppy?" he asked, dumbfounded as he looked into the eyes of the youngster, who was spooning him from behind. And wait, this wasn't even a bed! What was going on here?
"Genesis! You're awake!" Sephiroth, who he was lying on, exclaimed and suddenly Genesis was enveloped in a embrace of unyielding steel, almost choked as Sephiroth nuzzled his hair with desperation.
"Seph!" Genesis spluttered as he looked around himself, confused and a tad dazed. "What...?" They were lying on some blankets, on the ground it seemed. Around then someone had made some sort of tent with two or more tarps. And since they seemed to be outdoors, it was way too hot and humid to be near the Northern Crater. Just what was going on here?
Sephiroth released him some to put a hand beneath his chin and turn his face up to look at the younger man. "Don't you remember what happened?" he asked gently and touched Genesis' forehead with a caressing hand.
Genesis just gazed up at his boyfriend with confused, azure eyes. "No..." he said slowly. "We were on the plane, I believe. I was feeling a bit down... Did I fall asleep?"
"No, I don't think so." Sephiroth said seriously. "The plane crashed into the ocean, darling."
And then Genesis knew this was serious. Not only because Sephiroth had just told him their plane had crashed, but because his younger lover never used pet-names if the situation was not dire. Or if he had his cock deep inside of Genesis. He had heard an endearment like that in Wutai, once, when they both believed the redhead to be dying after a very dangerous wound inflicted by their enemies. And never before or after that. Until now.
"Baby..." Genesis breathed out slowly and slowly leaned his forehead against his lover's strong chest. "Where are we? Tell me what's going on?"
Sephiroth wrapped his arms around Genesis for comfort. "I'll explain everything." he promised. "Angeal and I woke up on this island, which is located somewhere in the Southern Seas, this morning after managing to get out of the plane. We were alone, and had no idea if you or Zack was even alive. Then, we found each other very quickly. Zack had managed to find you after the crash and swum to the island dragging you with him, for you were unconscious. We found no evidence of you hitting your head, but it could have healed with the Mako. Or, you were simply sick, I don't know."
Genesis eyes widened, and he turned to look at Zack in a new light. He had always seen the boy as a immature child, clinging to Angeal like a baby to its mother. But now... "Zachary... Thank you. I owe you one." And he always repaid his debts.
The boy, for Genesis would continue to think the youngster as a boy, blushed brilliantly red and looked really abashed. "No problem, sir!" he squeaked. Genesis turned to Sephiroth again.
"And then what?" he urged his boyfriend to continue.
"Angeal found water, and Zack salvaged some crates from the plane. In the crates were these blankets, the tarps, some rope and some canned food. Military issued, all of them. They were probably on the plane to be delivered to our troops near the Northern Crater. I and Angeal built this shelter."
"Any possibility to call for help?" Genesis asked, tired. Thanks to Sephiroth's expression, he already knew the answer to that question.
Sephiroth hesitated for a mere moment. "No." he then reluctantly admitted. "No radio, and the phones are ruined by water. But even if they worked, I doubt there is any reception out here."
"Fabulous." Genesis grumbled and lay down again, before he suddenly shot up once more. "Where's Angeal?"
As if answering his question, Angeal moved a corner of one of the tarps and crawled inside their self-made tent. His expression was rather grim, but he seemed to lighten up a lot when he saw that his childhood friend was awake. "Genesis!" he exclaimed and Genesis once more found himself hugged tightly by a muscled hunk of a man. After a few suffocating seconds (both Angeal and Sephiroth was prone to forgetting their own strength) Genesis managed to squiggle himself free.
"I'm okay, 'Geal." he said and smiled at his longtime friend, before lying down on the blanket with a sigh. "I'm going to rest for a bit now."
"You do that." Sephiroth urged and lovingly wrapped him up with another blanket and pulled him closer to himself. "Angeal is keeping the fire alive and keeping guard for now, then Zachary will trade with him, and lastly I will. You don't have to." He pressed a soft kiss to Genesis forehead. "Go to sleep." he whispered.
The tropical night was very cold, and Genesis certainly didn't protest when Zack cuddled closer to his back once more. It did feel warm and cozy lying between two rather big men, who with their Mako-infused body felt like human heaters. So Genesis just gave a content sigh and fell back asleep.
It felt like only minutes later he awoke between Angeal and Zack. But now he felt much better rested, and ready to face the new day. The first rays of dawn found their way into their cramped tent, and Genesis carefully extracted himself from their tangle of limbs and crawled outside. There Sephiroth sat by a small, half died-out fire, looking like he was deep in thought. Genesis walked up to him and embraced him from behind. He liked it when Sephiroth sat down; it made him feel taller.
"Good morning, beautiful." he purred. "What're you thinking so deeply about?"
Sephiroth smiled softly and leaned back in his lover's embrace. "Nothing. Everything." he mumbled. "I'm going to force Shinra to salvage the plane when we get back."
"Why?" Genesis asked absentmindedly as he began littering Sephiroth's pale neck with butterfly- light kisses. "Why would they bother? It's costly, and you know Shinra. Never wastes any money."
Sephiroth gained an almost childish, grumpy look. "Masamune is down there."
Genesis paused his ministrations, before letting out a snort. "Oh, I forgot. When they find us, you will demand Masamune back before everything, even thinking about eating something that hasn't been canned or sleeping in a real bed."
"No." Sephiroth mumbled as he turned to catch Genesis' unsuspecting lips in a loving kiss. "My first demand will be that you're fed properly and rest... Then I want Masamune."
Laughing slightly, Genesis eagerly accepted and responded to the kiss. "Don't forget that my Rapier is down there. Along with some of my best Materia." he added with a frown that Sephiroth was quick to kiss away. The couple was so engaged in their wrestling of tongues that they failed to notice young Zack crawling out of their tent. But then, Zack made himself hard to ignore.
"Uh, good morning, sirs!" he spluttered and saluted rapidly as he blushed to the ears at the sight of his two superior officers making out. Behind him, Angeal too exited their shelter.
"Morning, guys." he said as he stretched until his joints popped. "Slept well, Gen?" he asked his friend warmly, and looked content as Genesis nodded his reply with a smile.
"Good morning, Angeal." Sephiroth said calmly between kisses before he, somewhat reluctantly, separated himself from Genesis. "Alright, we need a plan for today." he said, picking up the leader role that rightfully was his, as he was the General. "What do we have, and what do we lack?" he asked Angeal.
"We have a supply of fresh water approximately a hundred meters or so away. No flasks or similar to bring water anywhere far away. Yesterday, I gathered water in a large leaf to bring to Genesis, but it will not work for longer distances. We have food from the crates to last us about two weeks if we eat sparsely. We lack a way of communication as well as information and knowledge about this island. We also lack Materia and weapons." Angeal summarized the situation for them.
"Hm... Well, knowledge about the island we can take care of." Sephiroth mused. "We'll go exploring today. We should also keep our eyes open for a way of finding food; animals or plants. If the animal is not too big, I do not doubt we can take it out without weapons at our disposal. For today, we'll follow the beach around the island, or as far as we can go without water. Any objections or ideas?" he asked his companions.
"We should have breakfast before leaving." Genesis added to his plans. "We'll eat the food of one of the cans and then fill it with water and carry it with us."
"It will be taxing and troublesome not to try to spill it. We might need our hands to fight or climb" Sephiroth objected gently. "But I agree that we should eat prior to leaving. None of us have eaten since yesterday."
So they sat down next to the now dead fire and brotherly shared a tin of canned food. Yes, Genesis concluded, the situation may seem dire, but there was no other people in the world he rather be stranded on an island with than Sephiroth and Angeal. And young Zack didn't seem so bad either. Now... Time to explore their island.