OK, I know this is taking it's sweet time in coming back out but hopefully they will flow from here on in.

I don't own the SHM or anything involved with Square Enix, not mine in any way.

WARNING, WARNING, WARNING, WARNING, WARNING

THIS IS AN ADULTS ONLY FIC

Nastyness will be ensuing by the three SHM and seeing as there is so much debate over OOC and IC, I'll understand if you see my guys as OOC. Just remember, they are part of Sephiroth, so if he would do it, then they will do it.

In my fic they are sadistic, callous, cruel and have it in them to kill, so just be warned they are not nice to people unless they want to be. But they are loyal to each other and they also have it in them to be loyal to those that are loyal to them.

This fic is AU and has OC's.

To: Natzilla…Irene Sharda…..and Silvermercy,

Thank you so much for reviewing this fic again even though you know what will happen, you girls are just the best and I'm so lucky I have you behind me.

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The sleek, silver sports car sat parked in the executive area of the Hamilton corporation car park, its sole occupant sat in leather luxury and adjusted the rear-view mirror her way.

Gold speckled brown eyes surrounded by eyeliner and a dash of bronze makeup looked back, they had been going over paperwork all week and were keen to see better sights then the inside of a dull office.

Boys, yes, sexy boys in baggy shirts and tight jeans, fully packed and loaded at the front, the outline of what is on offer slightly definable within blue denim. And the girls, short skirts, high heels and morally loose after a few drinks, yes, that's what those brown eyes wanted to see, inhibitions thrown out the door and young adults having fun the best way they knew how. Releasing the weeks build up of tension in a night of fun, frolicking and hopefully hot sex.

Friday night was always a celebration time for Tegan Hamilton, yes in deed.

Why her father had insisted that she work at all was beyond her, he had said that she would need to know everything to run this company, Tegan had no intentions of running the company, that's what directors were for.

'Yeah right,' just hand over my money at the end of the week and fuck off people,' she snidely thought. However, Tegan did like the power that came with working in this company, being where she was gave her the excuse to manipulate, irritate and stress the people around her. That alone was sometimes worth the boredom and effort.

Her dad's company came to power two years ago at the fall of Shinra, Tegan sat back and thought about how much her life had changed since the day of Meteofall.

Rufus Shinra and his Turks were thought to have perished in the explosion, 'so much for happy endings,' she thought. Until one day she got an unexpected visit from an ex-lover, Elena.

Tegan learnt from the petite blond woman how they had survived and how Rufus was trying to re-build Shinra into its former status. Which Tegan knew meant that he needed her in some way to achieve it, her money, influence or her hand.

Elena had slowly tried to draw Tegan back into Rufus' clutches but the brunette knew his tactics too well. She had spent two years watching how he made use of them, and she had no doubt that he would use her feelings for Elena as a driving force to reinstate the marriage arrangement made by their fathers. 'The cunning bastard,' she thought, 'but it won't work you piece of shit, you have nothing I need now.'

It had been two weeks since Tegan had told Elena she should go back to Rufus and tell him to shove his offer firmly up his ass and not to come round again.

It had hurt her that Elena had believed Rufus' proposition was for the best but she knew how manipulative the bastard could be, so she had cut all attachments that she had felt for the woman. Tegan had many lovers; it wasn't like Rufus was doing anything that she herself hadn't done.

The girl forcefully exhaled.

"I need some excitement in my life!" she exclaimed.

"I need to drink superfluous amounts of liquor and screw someone senseless," she smiled knowingly.

Tegan had a friend that knew the party scene inside and out.

"Jules, yep, she would be up to no good for sure."

Jules was a good friend that had grown up with Tegan, she had the same personal history. The girl's fathers had started the company up from nothing so their early childhood was a tough one, it wasn't until later that the company became a force to reckon with and thus brought Tegan into the spotlight of Rufus and his kind.

Jules was old school; upfront and in your face, money never changed her personality one bit and Tegan could just be her crude little self when in her company.

She hit the speed dial on the car phone, sinking deeper into the seat and waited.

"Come on Jules, answer the fricken phone," she whispered.

"HELLO" said the phone and Tegan brightened immediately.

"How's it going Jules?"

"Oh, hi Tegan, where have you been? I was trying to get you earlier," cheerfully replied the girl.

"Sitten on my ass and trying to look interested in facts and figures, do you know how hard that can be?" huffed Tegan and both girls laughed.

"Got anything planned for tonight Jules? I'm up for going out and getting wasted, maybe screw someone into next week in the process," smirked Tegan.

"Yeah well, I was gonna head over to Reactor one," came Jules reply and Tegan squinted in surprise.

"Reactor One, are you serious? Why the fuck would you want to go there?"

"Yeah well, that's why I wanted to talk to you earlier, Carmel's gunna be at the Playpen…and she's kind of ended up with Cory."

The brunette blinked several times as her bottom jaw slowly made its way south, "what the hell Jules, how did that happen?"

Tegan sat upright and looking at the phone like it was about to give her an explanation of sorts, then she slumped back again, crumpling into the seat.

'No! No! No,' she thought, 'not happy.'

"Yeah Tegan, they kind of got together last weekend evidently," hesitantly replied Jules.

"And why the fuck am I only just hearing this now?" growled the aggravated brunette.

"Cause I only just found out about it myself, Carmel rang me earlier and said they were meeting up there and wanted to know if you were going to. I think she just wants to rub your face in it, you know, I'm screwing Tegan Hamilton's man, Ha-Ha."

Tegan slumped even further into the seat, visions of a sweaty, naked Cory slamming into that whore flitted around in her brain. "Fucking Bitch! I feel like slamming her head into the concrete,"

"I'm hearing you Teags". Jules let this new information sink in before piping up again.

"So…. you wanna come with me to Reactor One?"

"Yes of course I do now," grumbled the brunette. Tegan let a long sigh escape her lips.

"I need to make someone else's night a misery too, where's Rufus when I need him?"

Jules laughed. "I think your making his life a big enough misery by not talking to him."

"Year well, I'm sure I could improve on that at the moment," grumbled Tegan.

There was a slight girly giggle from Jules, "I know how you could make his life a living hell Teags!" she said.

"Oh yeah, how?" queried Tegan, ways to improve her torturous treatment of Rufus Shinra always interested her.

"Marry him, that's gotta be a fate worse then death," laughed Jules.

Tegan feigned laughter, "Oh Juliette...your so funny...lets see how hilarious you think it is when I write your name and phone number on every door in the men's loo tonight."

Cory wasn't Tegan's boyfriend, just her main lay, for the last few months anyway.

They never made any vocal commitments to each other, it just was sort of … was. And usually her friends never encroached on 'at the moment roots'.

"Who else is coming Jules?" queried the brunette.

"It's just you and me babe, everyone else is going to the Playpen, but I'm sure we can find someone to amuse us."

Tegan huffed; she shook her head slightly from side to side and let a cynical smile spread out across her lips.

"Well, if all else fails, I guess I still have big Ben," Tegan smiled at the laughter coming from the phone. "Teags, your so twisted sometimes, your the only girl I know, who has named her big black dildo."

Despite the joke Tegan was now in a real bitchy mood, OH YES, she was really out to piss someone off tonight, and she didn't care who would be the reciprocate of her foul mood either.

"Do you want me to pick you up Teags"? Juliette already knew the response she would get, but she always asked just to be polite.

Tegan huffed, "no, I'll swing by your place and pick you up ok, be ready by ten, ring me if anything changes."

"No probs sweetie, see ya then," giggled Jules and hung-up.

Tegan pressed the button ending the call, "fucking Carmel," she moaned.

She sat there for a while thinking of all the nasty things she could do to the bitch. The brunette hoped her daddy had a hit man lurking somewhere in the company and smiled at the thought.

Carmel damn well knew Tegan was humping Cory and what the hell. Cory the little prick.

The girl shook her head, well; that was one little prick that wouldn't be getting his little prick, near her again.

She growled out to the interior of her car, "You can both go fuck yourselves, Bastard! Bitch! Trollop! Asswipe!"

She felt a little better after her outburst; sitting up and pulling the car door closed with a slam.

In a modest, posh-like feminine voice she said, "fucking guttersluts, I hope she had crabs Cory."

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Jules hung up the phone; she knew Tegan would be pissed off mightily.

But well, Tegan had it coming, she'd gone off with Kevin last Friday night on his promise of *getting as close to the goddess as chemically possible,* so that left the door open to Cory as far as he was concerned, and Carmel being a true bitch at heart took up the open offer of a jilted lover.

Jules considered Tegan a good friend but sometimes she could just smack her up the back of the head with what she did. The petite brown haired girl put it down to Tegan spending too much time watching how Rufus had played; Jules decided the young blonde's nature had rubbed off on her friend a little too well.

Tegan could be the bitch to put all other bitches to shame, but if she liked you then she was a good friend.

But that girl could put a guy in his place in one sentence from that foul mouth of hers and she had never had to worry about repercussions due to her standing.

Jules loved to see it in action, yes, with the mood her friend was bound to be in, tonight was going to be interesting

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Kadaj, with his gloved hands resting on his hips, paced back and forth in the living room of the little house Loz had commandeered for them, glaring at his stubborn brother that lent against the wall. The middle child's arms were folded protectively in front of him like a barrier, guarding himself from Kadaj's unrelenting invitation but his eyes followed the young leaders every step.

Kadaj bristled slightly, 'of all the times his Yazoo had to be difficult.' He wondered why his desires were being ignored by the middle child. They all needed to vent after the events of the past few weeks and what better way then to go out tonight and have fun at some human's expense.

The Turks had been great entertainment as they were questioned about the whereabouts of Jenova, but the young leader could sense his brothers needed something a little more meaningful for them, hell, he needed something more substantial in the way of satisfaction that he wasn't prepared to inflict on his brothers.

Loz was desperate for a new pet, and as much as Kadaj wasn't thrilled with the thought that the brothers couldn't satisfy each other in all aspects of their life, needing human company to fulfil it, he really didn't want to be the one to fulfil all of Yazoo's needs, he had tried that once, never again.

And quite frankly, he had no interest in being bounced on Loz's knee and cooed to like his oldest brother loved to do with his pets.

All three had their own unique gratifying style that they liked to share with humans, and neither one of them liked the others particular brand of pleasures. So Kadaj saw humanity as a necessity where particular passions and vices were concerned.

He gave another solemn glare at his sulking middle brother.

"Come on Yazoo, if I stay here any fucking longer I swear, I'm going to run one of you through with Souba just for the fun of it."

"Not interested Kadaj," growled Yazoo from behind his silver hair.

"I am," piped in an eager Loz, the oldest liked where this argument was heading.

The young leader grinned. "Yes, I knew you would Loz."

Yazoo flicked his aloof, emerald green eyes over his agitated younger brother and sighed. He just wasn't interested in the slightest to giving in to Kadaj's whims tonight; the youngest got his way at every turn even when it had nothing to do with finding mother. Which this didn't, and Yazoo couldn't see the point in indulging the young leader here, this wasn't getting them closer to finding her.

"Since when, do I stop you from doing what ever the hell you want Kadaj? you are after all, mothers favourite, you of all people should see this as nothing but a distraction from reunion."

Kadaj smirked, yes, Yazoo was definitely digging in his heels here, but that would change all too soon, he looked to Loz then gave the big guy a wink.

"Yes well, it's a distraction that's called for my love," sighed the youngest. "We have to take a step back and look at our latest failure with new eyes, and I need to stop thinking excessively to the point of madness about it. We all need this Yazoo; we all need to forget about it for just one night."

Yazoo sighed as he considered Kadaj's wisdom, yes he had to admit, sometimes when one took a break from thinking about the problem, a solution would present itself.

Loz sat there watching his brothers bicker, He had to laugh to himself, Nah, Yaz wouldn't win this round, Kadaj was too determined, and he could see Yazoo's face start to get that sulking look of impending defeat already.

Kadaj lowered his hands and came around sliding himself in behind Yazoo. Pressing his smaller, taunt body up against his brothers back and resting his chin on Yaz's shoulder, his mouth delicately touching the sensitive shell of the middle remnants ear.

He slipped his hands around his pretty brother's waist and pulled him in a tighter.

Whispering softly into his ear, "we could bring one home to play with this time if you want."

Yazoo's head shot up and he turned slightly back towards his brother to see if he could gauge the seriousness of his announcement.

Kadaj knew the effect those words would have on the beautiful remnant and ran with it.

"What ever one you want Yaz, what ever you want to do."

"What ever one I want," Yazoo repeated, his breathing hitched slightly and he felt an intense interest in the conversation at last.

Kadaj let his hands roan over his brothers tight, leather clad chest and stomach, "yes, your pick Yaz," he purred to his brother.

He took Yazoo's satin lobe into his mouth and sucked on it softly, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. The longhaired boy gave a subtle, short moan and subconsciously turned his head in to let his brother have full access to it, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Kadaj gave the appendage a sharp nip before letting it go, "and what ever you want to do," he said, watching as the middle sibling was clearly becoming excited about this new turn in events.

The youngest let his hands wonder lower over the bulge that was starting to form in Yazoo's leather pants, 'got him', the boy gleefully thought.

Kadaj knew how to push his brother's buttons. With Loz, it was the promise of obtaining love and affection, with a pet. Not that he didn't feel love from his brothers, just that humans gave him something different. A human because due to the fear of pain or death, they would cling to him, giving him the feelings that he craved.

With Yazoo it was the complete opposite, the middle child loved pain and despair. He loved sating his sadistic nature on humanity, male or female, young or old, it didn't matter to Yazoo because he saw them as nothing but vermin.

Kadaj did realize that in manipulating his brother into doing exactly what he wanted, he did give Yaz exactly what he wanted in return, so this was a good trade as far as Yazoo was concerned and a win - win situation for both.

"What ever you want to do Yaz, I won't interfere this time." mewed the youngest.

Yazoo processed this new information carefully, his eyes darting around to look for any hidden clauses that might pop up later to work in Kadaj's favour.

"What if I want one all to myself, no Kadaj or Loz involved?" he hesitantly queried.

Kadaj grinned, "then it's yours," and he thought for a while on how to make it even more tempting, then added. "We can all have one if you like."

Kadaj stopped his ministration on Yazoo and turned to look at the oldest silver.

"You want one to Loz."

The burly sibling sparked up finally being able to join the conversation and the pet prospects instantly entered his mind. "A pet, I can have a new pet Daj?"

Kadaj chuckled at the big guys enthusiasm, "then it's settled, we can all have one," he said with glee.

Then mumbled under his breath, "just means that there's three bodies to get rid of instead of one."

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Sorry again this took so long guys, I have had so many things happening in RL at the moment but hopefully everything is back on track. The next 14 chapters shouldn't take so long to get out and then we will be back to where we left off.

And then you'll all have to guess what will happen.

I have changed the plot somewhat so there will be surprises along the way and I will be going deeper into certain characters as well.

So hope you still find it of interest and enjoy the tale.

Hugs Chance