I don't own Repo The Genetic Opera or any of its characters.

Sailor: thank you for your reviews. First I'll address your chap 12 review?(I've lost fucking track of the numbers...): Sick Boy is actually Cockney English, it's fairly close to Irish as far as pronunciation and hard to understand sometimes, lol. I hope your surprise at Luigi and Shilo is good surprise and not a hint for me to slow down...And Pavi is one that we'll have to watch because he does go through phases. And I was writing the thing before Owen walks in and I was like "I don't want them to go all the way here..so who would be funny to see interrupt?..." lol. So I had fun writing that, for sure. I had to have a Luigi stabbing happen again, I just wanted to remind people that although he's going through slight changes, he's still Luigi Largo. Now, your chap 13 review: Yeah, Luigi didn't stab Raven because partially what she'd said about being a personal GenTern and partially because he'd already stabbed someone so his thirst was a little "quenched", so to say. Thank you for saying it aloud, maniacs can be surprisingly decent! lol. And sorry, I didn't write out what Owen and Raven possibly do in the morning...Just so ya know, your "Enter the Jaws theme..." statement made me laugh my ass off. I can't wait for your next review! Thanks again!

Erin: okay, wow bitch. First off, that cannibalistic family in Texas loves me, particularly the guy with a metal plate on his head. Secondly, you're forgiven lol. Okay, love that first paragraph you've written. And yes, you will at some point(maybe even more than once) see that hysterical, weak side of Luigi. And I loved the idea in my head of Erin making him take the mask off, so yeah so glad to hear you loved it. And you're really gonna love this sex..lol. Luigi would definitely still have acted the same even if he knew what was going on between Raven and Owen, no offense taken he is still Luigi. By the way, I'm playing over and over in my head an idea down the road that might make you very upset with Luigi when it comes to the Owen/Raven thing, that's all I'm saying there. And yeah, the whole Luigi/Mag/Lisa/Owen situation is just a huge grief/empathy/anger/regret circle. I get sad goin over it sometimes. As far as Shilo being drunk, I'm so glad you loved that. Don't know if you know this but my dad's whole family is English and my mom's whole family is Southern American/German so my family is full of drunks. I know how they act, lol. I'm one as well. So, grazie! I don't think you know just how happy it makes me feel to read that my writing can inspire so many different emotions. It makes me very proud and inspired to continue. It's fine, I understand that there's no love lost for Amber most days. And I don't forsee her doing that other than just using Sick Boy to piss Luigi off, not really starting too much trouble. And thanks again for the review, as always I loved it! I can't wait for this chapter's review!

Note: I keep my promises...enjoy the sex.

GeneCo: Sustaining The Genetic Opera

Chapter: Sex And Soldiers

Sick Boy followed Amber down the hall, more than a little confused. He knew who she was and obviously knew her reputation, but wasn't completely sure what the hell she wanted with him.

Drunk as he was, he was used to the poison and kept most of his mind intact when he drank. He was now trying to figure out if he should be a bit worried or not. He wasn't stupid. Although her slut/brat reputation proceeded her most, she was still a Largo. One wrong move could get him jailed or shot.

Amber listened to his footsteps following her, not entirely sure why she was doing this. Mainly she was just horny at the moment, even so, that's what her male GenTern was for. She didn't think too much of this man, she just figured she must have just wanted something new.

She slowed down to walk beside him, finding she enjoyed the sight of him. He wasn't what she usually liked, he wasn't a pretty boy. Everything about him was big other than his height. HIs muscles, his face, his hands, she mentally wondered if anything else was. He had messy jet black hair and gray eyes. He badly needed a shave, but she didn't mind.

"So what are you doing here?" she asked.

"I was told your brother wanted ta see me." he said, "th" sounding like "f".

"Why would Luigi want anything to do with you?" she asked, being rude without noticing it.

"Apparently he wants me ta fight for him. I'm a bareknuckle boxer. I guess he wants ta bring my world to the surface."

"Are you going to?"

"I imagine if a Largo wants ya ta do something, you don't really have a choice." he replied, she laughed.

"Glad you're an intelligent man. Luigi doesn't have any patience for stupid people. It doesn't bother you that you'll be owned?"

"When a fighter is owned, his owner takes care of him. The owner takes most of the profits but provides a place to train, sleep, food, and free time. I think I'll be taken care of. Don't care about too much else." he said.

"As depressing as that sounds, I'm happy you said it."

"What do you want with me, Miss?" he asked as she stopped outside her door.

"I want my brother to share his new toy." she said, seductively.

"I didn't know I was a toy." he replied, looking her up and down. She opened her door and walked into the room, he followed.

Her room's colour scheme seemed to be lots of pink and gold. It looked like a far from humble queen's chambers, which was what she wanted of course. The room was only lit by small lights in front of her windows, giving off a nice dim glow. She had never wanted those lights there to give the room light, she'd wanted them there to block out the outside world so she couldn't see out the windows.

As Pavi actually liked the peasants, Amber leaned toward Luigi's stand on them. She didn't like them at all and believed their sole purpose was to do the jobs people like her wouldn't dare dirty their hands with. She also found the darkness a bit depressing every now and again.

"I have to warn you, I play rough." she said, slipping off her shoes. He couldn't refrain from smiling.

"Now you're speakin my language, baby girl." he replied, sitting in a chair and untying his boots. He yanked them off, along with his socks. When he looked up, she was sitting on the bed, barely clothed and watching him.

"Hm, I don't really believe you can stack up to my expectations." she purred as he approached. She had only ever had one man be as rough as she liked and that was because he had absolutely no fear that she'd do anything to him. She couldn't have anyway, considering who he'd been.

"Then you're in for a surprise." he said, pulling his shirt off. He really was an amazing sight. He didn't have sculpted abs but his chest and arm muscles were at their absolute limit of size and strength. Not in a gross, steroid usage manner, but in a healthy way. Not to mention the tattoos that covered him.

He reached the bed and fearlessly ran his big, calloused hands up her legs. When he reached her panties, he quickly slid them off. As he tossed them aside, she reached out and grabbed his belt, pulling him closer.

She ran her hands up his torso and pulled his head down, pressing her lips to his as he ripped off her bra. She undid his belt and pushed his jeans and boxers down. He stepped out of them and shoved her back onto the bed.

He climbed onto the bed and drug her to him. Once he had a hold of her, he pulled her legs up to rest on his shoulders and thrusted hard into where she was already wet. She cried out and slapped him, smiling when he smirked.

He used a fast, rough pace that had her shaking. After she had come twice, he pulled out. She had an idea and tried to crawl up to the headboard but he grabbed her legs and pulled her back easily.

"You bastard." she muttered, but she didn't fight him. He smirked at the statement.

"Get on ya knees." he ordered, for once she didn't mind having someone else in control. She did as he said, a shiver of anticipation running up her spine as he grabbed her hips and settled himself behind her.

He licked his thumb and gently slid it into the tight muscled entrance of her rear end. She moaned as his thumb massaged to loosen the muscle a little bit. After a few seconds, he slid his thumb out and pressed the tip of his member against her entrance.

He stayed still, making her wait even though he was aching to go in. Finally, she couldn't take the waiting anymore and pressed back against him. What she didn't expect was for him to thrust in as hard as he had earlier, pushing in all the way. She whined loudly and clenched the bedsheets in her fists as he started a pace. Instead of letting her get used to him, he pulled back and began thrusting hard.

After a few minutes, the pain started to fade and she felt ecstasy starting to build up again. He was relentless, his pace fast and rough the whole time. Unlike most men that did that, he wasn't little. He didn't need to do that to get the response he wanted but he did it anyway.

She knew he must be getting close to finishing as grunts and moans started escaping from his own lips. Her whines became moans of pleasure and he reached up to grab her hair. Pulling her up to stand on her knees, he continued to thrust. His hands went from her hips to other places now.

One hand went down to where she was still wet and throbbing and started to take care of that ache as his other squeezed took turns squeezing each breast. His mouth moved to her neck, leaving kiss, hickies and nips all over the place. She reached one hand behind him and squeezed his ass and the other to the back of his head to pull his hair.

"Oh yes!" she cried, feeling a sudden explosion of ecstasy all over her body. He had been waiting for that to finally happen and let go of his self control. Seconds later, he came giving one final hard thrust biting her neck and groaning.

Both were panting and he pulled out, letting her collapse and soon following her. She fell onto her stomach and he lay on his back next to her. Neither of them got the chance to say a word as exaustion claimed them and they both passed out.

Xxxxxx

Lisa sat in the recreation room that was reserved for personal GenTerns, she was reading a book but looked up when she heard someone walk in. Looking up she was surprised to see Sean. He was Amber's personal GenTern and practically all the girls that worked in the building considered him eye candy.

He had waxed, sculpted chest and was practically built like body builder. He had sandy, blond hair and bright blue eyes with a somewhat boyish face. On top of all this, one of Amber's rules for him was that he was not allowed to wear a shirt. Which pleased all the women in the building as well as herself.

He looked bored and sat down in a big arm chair, sighing. Looking over he saw her watching him with raised eyebrows.

"Sorry, didn't mean to intterupt you." he muttered.

"It's alright. What are you doing down here?" she asked, he was always kept busy by Amber. He blushed slightly, Lisa had to suppress a smile. Although he was far from her taste, she did find him cute.

Her tastes were more along the line of 'tall, dark, and handsome' rather than Sean's 'sunny, cute, and young' look. Lisa had harbored a secret crush on Luigi ever since she'd first started working, due to him being practically everything she liked when it came to looks. She'd also kept a secret crush on Pavi because, in all honesty, it didn't matter if he was your taste or not. He was sexy.

She'd only every slept with one of the brothers though, which would be Luigi since she worked for him.

"She's um...she's busy, to say the least." replied Sean, looking as though he didn't want to talk about this.

"See something you didn't want to, huh?" she asked.

"I don't think I've ever shut that door so damn fast. I really don't think they noticed though." he replied, she laughed.

"You've never walked in on her and someone else before?" she asked, thinking it incredelous.

"No."

"Really? You've worked here for quite a while."

"Really. You've walked in on things before, I take it?" he asked.

"Ha, that's an understatement. Luigi has a tendency to lose comprehension of his surroundings, to say the least." she replied, he laughed this time.

"Take it from a man, we tend to do that."

"I've caught on."

"Well, I think I'll get a good night's sleep for once." he said, getting up.

"Goodnight, Sean." she said, turning her attention back to her book.

"Night." he mumbled, leaving the room.

Xxxxxx

She wasn't sure how he did it, but inbetween the time he'd picked her up and carried her to her room to set her on the bed, he'd somehow discarded half her clothing. She suddenly felt like an amature, considering she was still working on his shirt. As her back was gently set on the bed, she tried to figure out what the hell had happened to her underwear as one of his hands began to explore that lower region.

He slickly removed her dress and she found herself completely nude. Although his hands never stopped moving, she saw his eyes simply travel across her entire body for a few moments. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers again, breaking the kiss to leave other kisses under her chin, down her neck, through her cleavage, and over to one of her breasts.

Once there, he took one nipple into his mouth at the same time he pushed two fingers into her wetness. She gasped, entangling one hand in his hair. In barely any time, his two fingers had worked her clit to the point that she saw stars. Crying out his name, she suddenly realised that she had completely underestimated him and was now in for one hell of a night.

His mouth left her breast and left kisses across her stomach and down to where he'd pulled out his two fingers. He gave her soft spot one kiss then pushed his tongue in. Immediately, his tongue also found her clit and began an unending massage from heaven. He kept this up, relishing her constant moans and gasps. Switching from tongue to pinching her clit between his teeth and sucking on it.

After coming an uncountable amount of times, she couldn't take it anymore and used her feet to push him off. Sitting up, she ripped his shirt open, ignoring his chuckle at how flustered she was. He slid his shirt off as she tried to undo his pants. He stopped her and undressed himself, once again in an astonishingly fast manner.

He climbed onto the bed and lay on his back, watching her straddle him. Once she was settled, he slowly thrust upward as she moved down. He smiled at her expression and moan as she used his abs to balance herself.

She rode him like that until what seemed like her hundredth orgasm and her limbs felt exhausted. He rolled them over when she collapsed on him and smiled down at her. He didn't pull out or come and she sighed.

"Holy Hell, I can't move anymore, Pavi." breathed Erin, not believing he was still wanting more.

"You don't-a have to." he purred, leaning down to kiss her neck. He returned to thrusting and she wasn't sure if she was going to explode in total ecstasy or die from exhaustion. Regardless of how tired her mind and body were, her hips continued to reply to him by thrusting back.

Her bed was creaking to the point that she was sure it was going to break, but he showed no signs of stopping or caring for the worn out bed. Sweat poured off both of them, soaking her bedsheets. She somewhat wished she'd been in a state of mind to be able to watch the muscles in his waxed torso move as he thrusted, as much of a visual treat as that would've been.

He realised that as exhausted as she was that he was just giving her a rewarding torture by continuing and stopped fighting his orgasm. Within a few more minutes that felt like hours to her, he finally came, holding himself up to stare at her a little bit before pulling out. Once he did, he lay on his back next to her, watching her body settle down as his own began to relax.

While she was catching her breath, she was pleased to hear that he was also almost as out of breath as she was. As collected as he seemed to have been, she must've done a number on him. After her heartbeat slowed down, she rolled to face him.

His eyes locked on hers and he smiled. She set a hand on the side of his face, still so pleased to be seeing and touching his real face, and gave him a quick kiss.

"Mi amore, mi cuore avere il posto per tu." he said, one hand caressing the side of her face. She didn't know what he said but knew it was good by the look in his eyes, she smiled at him. Slowly, she let her exhaustion take her and closed her eyes. He kissed her forehead gently and smiled down at her as her breathing steadied.

"Dormire bene, mi tesoro." he whispered, then closed his own eyes. After a little while, sleep claimed him as well.

Xxxxxx

Lisa didn't hear Luigi's alarm go off and then remembered that he'd whipped it across the room the day before and broke it. Carrying his coffee, she quietly opened the door due to habit, and walked in. It took a moment to register that Shilo was in bed with him. She smiled to herself and walked to the other side of the bed, by him, and set his coffee down.

Walking into the bathroom, she filled one of his glasses from the bar with water and grabbed a few Ibuprofen pills as she recognized the signs of heavy drinking having been done the night before. She set this down next to his coffee and cleaned up his bar. Once done with all that, she went over to him and lightly tapped his shoulder.

She watched him slowly wake up and then stare at Shilo for a moment. Then, he rolled over gently and looked at Lisa.

"It's about five minutes after your alarm would've gone off, just so you know." she whispered. He yawned then rubbed his eyes and slowly detangled himself from the sleeping Shilo. Lisa got out of his way and he got out of bed.

"What's your fucking malfunction?" he whispered, she looked at him and then realised she had a confused expression on her face.

"Nothing."

"We didn't fuck last night, if that's what you're wondering. Though, why you'd be wondering that, I've no idea." he muttered, picking up his coffee and gulping half of it at once.

"You want your breakfast in your office?" she asked, keeping her distance but following him towards the bathroom as he ran water in the sink. She watched him splash cold water in his face then he turned to her.

"Eh, no. She's gonna have a hangover from hell. Worry about taking care of her today, I'll have someone else take care of my breakfast." he said, reaching for a towel to dry his face.

"No problem." she said, then went back into the next room.

He took less time than usual, skipping shaving, and was ready to leave in fifteen minutes. He thought about kissing Shilo goodbye but figured it might wake her up and with a hangover like she'd have, it was better to delay that as much as possible. He left the room, shutting the door quietly. Walking down the hall, he saw Amber's GenTern walking towards her room rather than leaving it.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked the man.

"I was going to see if she was awake, Sir."

"You didn't stay in there last night?"

"No, Sir."

"Why the fuck not?"

"She had a guest, Sir."

"Who? If it was that fucking Graverobber, you'd better tell me now." snarled Luigi, wondering if Amber would have the balls to bring him into the building.

"It wasn't, Sir." replied Sean, Luigi watched his face for a moment then decided he believed him.

"Alright. Ignore her then. If she didn't need you last night, she won't need you for a little while longer. You're gonna go to the kitchens and get my breakfast, then you're gonna bring it to my office and I may have more errands for you." ordered Luigi. Sean supressed the urge to sigh, out of fear, and nodded.

"Yes, Sir." he said, then hurried off towards the kitchens.

"Wait!" called Luigi. The man turned.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Put a fucking shirt on. You're not running errands for me without a shirt on." said Luigi, the man thought about mentioning Amber's rule for him but figured it was in his best interest to just do as he was told. He nodded then set off.

Luigi made his way to his office, ignoring everyone and everything around him. When he finally reached his office, he went right to his desk and sat down.

"Ah, fuck me." he muttered, realising he left his coffee in his room. Only a moment later, Sean came in with his breakfast and another cup of coffee.

"Ha, how'd you know I'd need more coffee?" asked Luigi, taking the food and drink from the man.

"You didn't have any with you, Sir." replied the man. Luigi looked at his notes scattered on his desk and sighed.

"Alright, I need you to get someone for me. He was in the lounge last night. He's known as Sick Boy, you know him?"

"Yes, Sir. I know where he is." said Sean, wondering if he should tell Luigi just where this man was. He decided against it, not knowing if it would put the eldest Largo in a rage or not.

"Good, go get him. Then, I think I'm done with you for the day." said Luigi. The man hurried off again.

Soon after he left, the elevator doors opened again. This time, it was Owen. He seemed to look around hesitantly before stepping into the room. He saw his father was at his desk, reading something and walked into the room. When he sat down across from the desk, Luigi looked up.

"You're up early." stated Luigi.

"Yeah, coffee and pain relievers do wonders together."

"That they do. Listen, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable-"

"It's cool. Let's just pretend it never happened." said Owen.

"Okay, if that's what works." surpressing the slight urge to flip his desk at being interrupted.

"It does." said Owen, no sooner had he spoken than did someone else enter the room. It was the general.

"Ah, Anton. Good news, I hope." said Luigi.

"Sir, I have the police force and a surprising number of volunteers already. Do you want me to start the training or wait for more?" said the Russain.

"Go ahead and start training. The sooner that's finished, the better. Recruit while you train though."

"Yes, Sir."

"Anything else?"

"No, Sir."

"So, I assume you have training ground and equipment?"

"Yes, Sir."

"How the hell did you manage that?" asked Luigi.

"I did as you told me, Sir. You said that I work for you so to use that to my advantage. Just mentioning that you're my boss seems to get things done very quickly, Sir." replied the soldier. Luigi laughed, Owen chuckled.

"Alrighty. Well done, General. Carry on, then." said Luigi, waving his hand to dismiss the man. The General gave him a salute and marched out.

"What was that about?" asked Owen, interested and remembering what Raven had told him.

"He'll be heading my army. No more police force, just a military force. All under my sole control. Limits the chance of uprising or revolution and will ruin the bastards trying to do such right now."

"I figured it had something to do with that. Good idea." said Owen. They were then interrupted again by Luigi's desk messenger buzzing. He pressed the answering button.

"What?" he snarled.

"Sir, there's a young man here to see you. He won't tell me what it's about but he said he needs to talk to you and Owen. He's very persistant, Sir." said his secretary. He and Owen shared confused glances.

"Send him in. And, Katie?"

"Yeah, Sir?"

"Find my stupid ass brother. He was supposed to be here half an hour ago."

"Yes, Sir." replied the secretary. The elevator opened and a averagely built young man walked in. He was in raggedy clothing that looked as though he had desperately tried to clean it.

"Now, let's make this quick. Who the hell are you and what do you want?" asked Luigi.

"My name is Tom Bousman. I've been trying to get a job as a Repo Man for months but they keep telling me no without even interviewing or speaking to me."

"If you give them your name they look up your records, if they're telling you no it's for a reason." said Luigi.

"They're telling me no because I never went to medical school. I never had the money."

"Then you wouldn't be able to get the job anyway. Did you come in here just to waste my time?" snarled Luigi.

"Give me the chance to prove myself. Please. I need a job that won't be taken away from me. I'm a very intelligent man. I've studied everything involved with being a surgeon or Repo Man. I know my shit, Sir. I wouldn't come in here and beg you if I wasn't desperate. I have a wife who's pregnant and if I can't obtain a safe job, I don't know how we'll manage." said the young man, the desperation apparent on his face.

"You really think you can prove yourself?" asked Owen, before his father could tell the guy to leave.

"Yes, Sir." replied Tom, Owen looked at his father.

"Can I make this call? I am the one running the Repo Men." said Owen, Luigi sighed.

"Yeah, go ahead." he said, leaning back to watch this. Owen returned his attention to Tom.

"I'll have one of our Repo Men bring his next assignment here. There's a room right off to the side of this office, I'll have the assignment brought there. We will have tools for you. You will do what is supposed to be done, whatever needs repossesed. You do it to my satisfaction, you get the job. You fail, you'll be punished for wasting our time. Understand, Mister Bousman?" asked Owen, Luigi couldn't hide a small smile.

"Absolutely, Sir." said Tom.

"Good, I advise you to wait in the lobby or by the secretary. I'll go set this up now." said Owen, getting up. Luigi gave him a nod of approval and Owen couldn't not smile as he led Tom out of the office.

"Thank you, Sir, thank you so much." said the man.

"Don't be to gracious, you haven't passed yet." said Owen, looking at him as the elevator doors closed.

Luigi watched them leave, waiting for Sick Boy and Pavi to show up. Owen was definitely being kinder than Luigi had ever been, that was certainly his mother showing through. Still, he was surprised to see himself in the boy so clearly. He sighed and finally turned his attention to his now barely warm breakfast.

Xxxxxx

Owen watched Tom take a seat and turned to Luigi's secretary. She looked up and smiled at him.

"How can I help you, Sir?" she asked, in a much more flirtatious manner than she probably would have asked anyone else. He noticed.

"This man needs to stay in here for a little while. Make sure he doesn't go anywhere or be disruptive." said Owen, his voice a little softer than most times that he gave an order.

"Absolutely, Sir." she replied.

"Thanks, doll." said Owen with a wink and a smile before walking away.

When he left, she sighed and day dreamed for a few moments before returning to her work.

*(i want to hear every single opinion in those reviews! be sure to include all thoughts and/or suggestions!

Translations:

"Mi amore, mi cuore avere il posto per tu." : My love, my heart belongs to you.

"Dormire bene, mi tesoro." : Sleep well, my darling.

Note: notice Tom's last name?...lol, I couldn't resist.

Also, is it just me or did Pavi put all men to shame in this chapter?...)*