I'd like to apologize for the very very delayed update. No excuse really, just haven't found my inner Genesis until lately and I had to completely redo this chapter after realizing that it might have strayed from the persona I'd given Genesis. Without further adieu, chapter nine.

95 Degrees, 100% Humidity, With a Small Chance of Rain
Genesis POV


I never thought a simple thing such as 'trying something new' would be so… difficult. Especially when comes to something I've been doing since I knew how. It's like learning the 'correct way' to drive. You already know how to drive, yet –apparently- you've been doing it wrong this whole time and now comes the time to put your 'new knowledge' to the test.

It's harder than people think, especially when your partner doesn't really share the same enthusiasm to try something new as you do… and it doesn't help that the AC in my apartment is down and all that's keeping us from melting into each other are two large noisy fans.

Curse Midgar summers! Banora was never this blasted hot… buuuut the heat gets me in the mood. Naughty me.

"Ooooh Sephy, more…"

"Don't call me Sephy."

"B-but…"

"It's not—"

"Not what?"

"Forget it. Let's continue…"

"O-oh right there, baby… n-no wait!"

"What now?"

"Don't turn me around."

"But I can get in deeper like this."

"But… I want to see your face."

"Why does that matter?"

"I want… to see your face when you—"

"Okay okay I get it!"

"Heh, you're blushing all the way to your ears. You're cute when you want to be Sephy."

"Shut up and lay down on your back… you won't have enough breath to joke after I'm done with you."

"Hmmmm don't be gentle, Sephy…"

"Oh, I promise, Genesis… Here I go."

"OW!~ Ooooow ow ow ow ow…. It huuuuuuuuurts!"

"God, you're being so whiny. You just said not to be gentle."

"Y-yes I did… but I don't remember you being soo… s-soo…"

"Heh heh, you don't have to say it. Let's just say I'm extra excited today. Sorry to catch you by surprise; I'll be slow…"

"Thank you Sephiroth… oh yes… yes just like that, Sephy… nnnnmmm! Damn, I don't remember you being this… this…"

"Long? Don't worry, we're almost there, Genny."

"D-don't… ooooh don't call me—"

"Genny… you feel so good."

"Sephiroth! D-don't move yet…"

"I don't think I can wait much longer."

"Wait, damn it… I need some time."

"Hurry up… I grow impatient. It's hard to wait while being in something sooo delicious."

"N-no! don't say that… it's embarrassing. A-alright…"

"You sure now?"

"Yeah, I'm ready Sephiroth."

"Here we go, Genesis…"

*Ding Dong!*

"You have GOT to be kidding me!"

"Sigh… Let me see who it is."

"Not right now, you are."

"S-sephiroth… n-no let me… oooh that feels good."

"You're not going anywhere, Genesis… just pretend you're not here."

"B-but…"

*Ding Dong!*

"S-sephiroth, I can't concentrate with someone at the door."

"Feh… fine. Come back before I… relax too much."

Pulling away from Sephiroth is like pulling duct tape from one's hairy arms or legs. It was emotionally painful and never had I wished to stay with another person so much. But… it's simply rude to leave someone at the door. And I am not a rude man.

Especially when that person turns out to be Angeal. I'm glad I put on my boxers before I left the room… but something tells me that I should have verbally told Sephiroth to stay in the room and wait for me. Oh well, he'll probably occupy himself somehow while I occupy Angeal for the time being.

"Hey, Gen. Just came to see you. I haven't heard much from you in a while. But then again, I'm not surprised."

"What's that suppose to mean?" What's Angeal getting at?

"Well, you have gotten together with Sephiroth right? And you haven't bothered me in two weeks. I'm sure he's putting in his extra hours on you big time."

For some reason nothing in that sentence didn't make me irritated. Hands on my hips, and rolls my eyes. "Don't get cute, Angeal. One, I didn't know I bothered you whenever I want to spend time with you. And two, don't you have a puppy to entertain? I'm sure you don't need me hanging off you every other day."

My friend put his hands up in soft surrender, chuckling softly. Why is his mere presence annoying me? "Don't get so sensitive Genesis. Really. I was just teasing you. Besides, I only came to see if you wanted to head out of town to de Sol today for some beach fun. Ya know, if you weren't too busy."

The smug grin again. Why is that pissing me off more and more.

"Why invite me? You have Zack to take you. Besides, it's too hot for the beach…"

"Why are you bringing up Zack in this conversation? Zack has nothing to do with what I want to do with my friend."

What's that, Angeal? Are you getting angry? Why do I want to push you more?

"I'm bringing him up because de Sol is more of a resort town that just another beach front. It'd be more appropriate to go with Zack than with your friend. Or is the puppy humping on another man's leg again?"

"Don't you talk about Zack like that! I won't allow it."

"Why? It's the truth! I don't agree with the kind of relationship you and Zack have. An open relationship? What a joke! A relationship is supposed to have boundaries and respects between the people. What kind of partner is Zack if he's not even satisfied with being with you? He doesn't love you; you're just another leg to him, I bet."

"What the hell do you know about relationships and love? You hardly knew what love meant until you were head over heels with the biggest bastard on the planet. Me and Zack trust each other enough to know that we can spread out and still come home to each other, look each other in the eyes and say 'I love you'. When's the last time you told Sephiroth you loved him? Has he told you that he's loved you? I don't want to hear another word about me and Zack, you fucking got it!?"

The anger in my friend's eyes is so potent; I nearly take a step back after what I've said… and what he's shouted. Where did that even come from? Have I always thought that in the back of my head? It must be the heat.

Is this the protective side of love? Is this the side of love that can cause a person to hurt another? To curse another? To murder another? The most horrid crimes of the world were done out of love. Have I entered into something too dangerous?

Of course not… but… god… it's so sticky in this living room all of a sudden. I'm sweating bullets. Water dampens Angel's white wife-beater, his face twisted in complete anger. I can't remember having ever seen the man look so unhappy. But… for some reason… I'm satisfied.

"Don't yell at him just because he has something that you still want."

Looking over my shoulder, my throat nearly collapses upon seeing Sephiroth… naked. And out in the open with no care in the world. He gives Angeal a taunting look as he walks over to me, arm wrapping around me waist.

I can see the disgust of a lack of respect from Angeal. His face looks away and downward, his fists shaking noticeably. Is Sephiroth right? Does Angeal still have feeling for Sephiroth? Or is Sephiroth simply trying to shoo him out of the house. The sudden rush of betrayal and spite I feel towards Angeal for the possibility of him being angry towards me because Sephiroth's with me is…

…overwhelming. I do something I would never find myself doing in a thousand years.
I pick my lover over my friend's word.

"You have no right to look down upon me because your relationship's dysfunctional. I might be new to love, but I know love can't happen between two horny dogs." I scoff while resting a hand on Sephiroth's bare chest.

Immediately, Angeal straightened up, his composure recognizable again. He stares us down the same as I've seen him stare down an enemy… or a monster in combat. "I'll see myself out."

And then he was gone. The door never sounded to loud… yet so eerily silent when closing before.

"A-ah!" Those arms held me closer as moist lips snuck about my neck. "Now that he's gone, time to pick up where we started."

"Y-yes, of course."

My body went underneath Sephiroth's skillful touch and there was nothing my mind could do but go along with it. My mind was somewhere else the whole time, but that didn't seem to stop Sephiroth that afternoon after Angeal left. I must have been in a daze throughout the whole thing, but by the time I came back to reality, I was in bed by myself and there was a gentle –pitterpatter- against my room's window.

A storm? No… a soft summer drizzle. It didn't call for rain…

"Sephiroth?"

Moving out of bed was out of the question, I was sore all over. But my soft call had managed to catch the SOLDIER ears of the silver-haired man, for he came into the room with a doughnut in his mouth.

Why does that hit a pang in my chest?

"You alright, Gen?" He murmured, sitting down on the bed, doughnut now in his hand.

I didn't answer his question. I merely stared at that doughnut. After a while, Sephiroth chuckled and offered it to me. "Here. You hungry?"

I reached out for it, examining the partly eaten food. It was my favorite kind, glazed with chocolate.

For some reason simply seeing that doughnut caused tears to drizzle down my face and I ate the doughnut as if I was famished, licking my fingers erratically.

Sephiroth stood and told me he was going to get more for me if I was that hungry. He seemed alarmed by my crying and wanted to make me feel better. However, I doubt the number of doughnuts he brings me will fill up the new hole that's developed in my heart.

It starts to rain harder outside.