Chapter 2
Author's note:I felt like I should write more for Chromosome X. To be honest when I started it, I had all these ideas in mind but I have terrible commitment issues so I got bored after planning the second chapter and just stopped. Out of all the stories I've written I honestly like this one the most so I'll finish it. Hope you enjoy.
"What did you do to him?" Sephiroth frowned as he looked from the floor to Hojo, his thoughts taking a turn for the worst to his immediate accusation. "We had sex," he replied bluntly, Hojo rolling his eyes as he muttered under his breath about hormonal teenagers and their incurable want for sex, seeming like he had momentarily forgotten about Sephiroth's advanced hearing, Sephiroth resisting the urge to just leave, knowing the kid was still under Hojo's jurisdiction. "The results?" Sephiroth asked to speed things along, Hojo sending him a glare of annoyance for interrupting him, pushing up his glasses as he read the chart.
"Believe it or not, when you two were having sex without protection, you tore precious muscle in his anal cavity, and when you released your semen which is very high in mako," Hojo cleared his throat in a duh matter, Sephiroth fisting his left hand rhythmically to not strangle him for his ignorance. "It was able to travel into minor veins and continue the natural process of blood flow and get into some of his magor arteries. In time it will travel to his major organs and all throughout his body, but due to it's mass it will take time. So the seizures and fainting were only a strong reaction to the mako, similar to somebody who had been injected with mako." Hojo informed, Sephiroth's head already throbbing with a minor headache.
"What can be done about this?" Sephiroth asked, Hojo lowering the chart as he took a bottle of pills from his jacket, throwing them to Sephiroth distractedly as he then took out a pen and began to write on the chart. "He has to sweat or pee it out like any other Soldier. Depending on how much you released it could take days or weeks. Those pills will speed up the process of water being released from his body. I would usually keep him and do this myself but I'm not your mother so take care of your own problems. I'm not going to put my new experiment on hold for a sick boy who made the bad choice of letting yo enter him in the wrong way," Hojo said unsympathetically, Sephiroth clenching his jaw in irritation, his temples throbbing.
"Is he awake?" Sephiroth asked as he put the bottle in his leather coat pocket, narrowing his eyes at the way Hojo referred to Cloud. Sure he didn't know him more than a love sick cadet with a nice ass, but he understood the pain someone went through when injected with mako and knew it was not a matter to take lightly.
"Just get him excused from his classes and keep him in your quarters, closely monitored. We need the space for other cadets. I swear you kids never learn from your lessons," Hojo muttered the last part under his breath as he turned to walk away, Sephiroth sighing as he watched him turn the corner before taking out the pill bottle to see what he had given him. 'Water Pills' it read in big red letters on the front, the side effects and ingredients on the back. He only got to increased urination before his head began to throb again, pinching the bridge of his nose with a sigh. This was turning out to become one of his bad days.
It hurt. Everywhere. My back, my neck, my stomach, and my eyes, the pain a dull throb like there was a huge bruise covering my entire body. I shifted with a groan of agony, my hand falling off the side of the bed, the cold sheets hanging off the side like ice on my skin, burning though also soothing my tender skin. The blankets that went up to my chin and the boxers that covered my parts only worsened my predicament so I concentrated all my energy and thought on removing the blanket only sense the boxers seemed to difficult, succeeding as I pulled them off my body weakly and let them drop to the floor bonelessly, panting from the small movement.
"Fuck," I groaned hoarsely, my throat dry. Water, I thought as I opened my eyes, only seeing blurs of darkness. I blinked them but nothing changed so I closed my eyes again, feeling pathetic sense all I could do was lay on the surprisingly soft and comfy bed, sighing dramatically just to make noise in the now very silent room. I raised an eyebrow when a thought popped in my head.
'Where was I again?' From the bed I was laying on I knew I wasn't in the barracks, but the thought couldn't get any farther than that. 'Okay than, let's think of something else' I told myself, sighing deeply. 'Why am I in pain?' I laid there thinking once again, but there was nothing but colorful blobs of a memory, the small step seeming like a leap from my previous thought. I tried to think for what seemed like hours before I grew tired, my other problem of thirst only increasing.
I took a deep breath as I slowly began to drag my leg to the edge of the bed, grimacing as pain ran up my leg and to my back, squeezing my eyes shut as I took it slow. It took probably a good five minutes but I finally managed to get in a sitting position, both my feet in contact with the ground, my anus throbbing like I had splinters recently removed. I winced as I stood up, leaning forward slightly so I wouldn't fall as I moved turtle slow to the door, my eyes locked on the light that signaled the outside world and the main source of water, my thirst driving me further than I expected to ever go.
I felt for the knob hen I reached the door, pulling it open slowly, squinting my eyes when the light became blinding. I blinked my eyes to get them adjusted, leaning against the door frame as I panted, looking to my surroundings blearily. This weren't my quarters. A short hallway lead to two paths, one I supposed lead to the rest room while the other lead to the living and kitchen which he hoped to god were connected. I used the wall to keep myself steady, walking with shaking legs to the fork path, looking to the left but only saw a door, than looked to the right and saw a massive TV and a couch with a coffee table, a love seat and a huge beanie bag, snorting at the normality of that out of place object.
I stepped out into the living room and saw the kitchen, black marble consisting of most of it's appliances despite the plate and fork on the counter and the fruit in the glass bowl. Other than those small things, the place didn't look lived in, in fact it looked like the only people who ever entered here were dust bunnies and me. I rolled my eyes. What's up dust bunny? I let go of the wall and walked a little more steadily to the sink, feeling relieved as I finally reached water. I turned on the sink but my smile dropped when I realized I had no cup. I looked around but there were no cups lying around my arms were too tired to reach up and open the cupboards, a frown etching my face.
Oh hell no. I sighed and looked to the sink and the free flowing water, feeling very much left out. I looked to the plate but it was covered in sauce, my hopes dropping again. I looked to the spray hose next to the sink, a thought popping in my mind. With great effort I sat on the counter and pulled out the hose, putting the slightly thick nozzle into my mouth. I closed my eyes and pressed the release, choking as water immediately poured down my throat in a quick rush, pulling it out my mouth and taking my finger off the release as I choked on the same water I craved so badly.
After a few times of trial and failure I was covered in water and so was most of the kitchen, my eyes narrowing as I glared at the nozzle. Oh this was war! I put it in mouth one more time, thinking back to how someone would suck a cock, touching my tongue to the bottom of the nozzle as I closed my eyes, pointing it so the water would directly go down my throat, relaxing my jaw and throat as I took a deep breath, pressing the release. The water went almost directly down my throat, some flowing into my cheeks, my tongue moving back and forth as I drank greedily, my thirst quickly being quenched.
"What are you doing?" My eyes snapped open as I tore the nozzle from my mouth, coughing on water once again, dropping the hose to the floor as I put a hand to my throat, trying to breathe as water once again poured into my lungs. My eyes burned with tears and my throat was extremely sore, a hand hesitantly touching my back as I tried to clear my lungs. It stayed like that till all I could do was pant, my arms shaking as my hands squeezed my knees. "Oh god," I groaned when I could finally breath somewhat normal, the hand leaving my back.
"Can you tell me what you were doing now?" I froze. Sephiroth? Wait what was he doing here? Goosebumps covered my entire body as I swallowed, twirling my fingers as I blushed in nervousness, trying with all my might to not over react. "I... I was thirsty." I'm an idiot! I wanted to slap myself as I tried to avoid his eyes, almost scared enough to faint. Why was I in his apartment?
Sephiroth sighed and looked to his once spotless and dry kitchen, frowning as he looked back to me. I looked away as soon as his eyes turned back to me, feeling like am idiot sense I was drenched in water like I took a walk in the rain. "I-I'm sorry," I stuttered out as I cringed, Sephiroth raising an eyebrow. "How did you make it here?" Sephiroth asked, my immature side telling me to say walked without your fucking help, but my mature side told me to be quiet and so I didn't respond, Sephiroth sighing tiredly.
"Can you walk?" He asked, my head nodding yes. "Kind of," I muttered as I slid closer to the edge, looking to the floor. I swallowed. It looked like a long way down. "I don't have time for this," Sephiroth muttered as he grabbed my thighs, my eyes widening as I yelped when he picked me up like a child then grab my thighs, holding me bridal style. I squeaked and hung onto his neck for dear life, kicking my legs as I tried to get back down. "Put me down!" I yelped, Sephiroth only holding me tighter as I struggled to get down even though my arms stayed securely around his neck.
He kicked the door fully open, turning sideways to not hit my head on the wood, dropping me rudely onto the bed. "What was that for?" I snapped as I turned onto my stomach, my arms shaking as I rested my weight on my elbows, Sephiroth looking terrifyingly intimidating, his glowing eyes narrowed. "Don't use that tone with me that that way cadet," Sephiroth warned, my bones aching as I moved till I was resting on my calves, to weak to get to my knees. "You may be the all mighty fucking Sephiroth but no one picks me up like that!" I snapped, my eyes burning with tears as I tried not to cry.
I was terrified of heights. And more particularly being picked up. The feeling of nothing beneath my feet terrified me, it made me feel like it was falling, reminding me of that time when I was younger. When the bridge had broke and I had fell to the bottom along with Tifa... Ever since I've been afraid.
The tears began to fall down my cheeks but I couldn't stop them, wiping them away angrily. Sephiroth's eyes widened in surprise and confusion, but when he tried to get close to me I threw a pillow at him with a scream of anger, Sephiroth stopping in his tracks as he looked to me confusedly. "Don't ever touch me again," I sniffled as I wiped away more of my tears, my body still shaking from the shock.
Sephiroth threw his hands up in the air with a growl and stormed out the room, slamming the door behind him. I jumped but couldn't feel anything but my anger and fear, falling amongst the sheets and curling into a ball.
The first day and already they both wanted nothing more than to go their separate ways.
-I'm sorry that this chapter is kind of short but it's almost my bed time and I wanted to put it up today. Sorry about not posting anything till today and my lack of planning. I know Hojo talks a lot but have you ever seen Dierge of Cerberus when the guy possessed by Hojo was about to become Omega? He talked for like fifty years! But anyway I plan to finish so wish me luck!