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43 – Undertakings

"Reno?" There was a pause before the Turk's name was called again. "Reno?"

"Mngh."

"He is refusing to stir," Sephiroth stated into his PHS. The auburn stirred and gazed at him with sleep bleary eyes as he said, "Very well. I will tell him." PHS in his right hand, the silver leaned over the Turk until his mouth was inches from his ear. "Your boss said that if you do not get your ass on the phone within thirty seconds he will come down on you to the likes of which you have never seen or imagined possible." Only the SSC's enhanced reflexes saved him from a bloody lip as the redhead quickly sat up and yanked the phone out of his hand.

"Tseng?"

"Where the hell have you been?"

"That a trick question yo?" Reno replied. Code Zero's weren't supposed to give their location to anyone but their handlers. Regardless of the fact that Tseng was his boss, Sephiroth was his handler.

"Perhaps I should have asked if you are alright. I have been trying to contact you since last evening but only receive your voicemail."

Confused, Reno pulled the PHS from his ear and only then did he realize it wasn't his. His was a medium grade flip phone and this one was an expensive sliding model. The hell? He chuckled and pressed the device back against the side of his head as his brain finally woke up. "Sorry 'bout that. My PHS musta died right before I got it on the charger. I didn't even think ta check it once I got it hooked up."

"Reno…" said Tseng though a long-suffering sigh.

"I know, I know. I need ta be more responsible, more organized, yada, yada, yada," the redhead indignantly replied.

"You do realize that I have no idea where you are and therefore have no way to know your status, correct?" At his subordinate's long pause he added, "Do you also realize that my frustration is born of concern and not anger? I literally have no idea what is going on, let alone if you are safe and sound, without speaking with you."

"Yeah, I know," Reno sighed, still not liking the ass chewing but understanding. "I'll do better yo."

"Bring me up to speed," stated the Wutain, having said and heard everything he needed to.

"What do you know?"

"Aside from your mysteriously teleporting boyfriend and that you are in danger, nothing."

"Short or long version?"

"A summation will do for now."

"We're pretty sure Hojo kidnapped Gen and used him as a test subject."

"Why?"

"Not positive."

"Let me rephrase, why abduct him at all? The SOLDIER program is within Professor Hojo's jurisdiction is it not?"

"Not just his. It's also Hollander's."

"I see. Am I correct to assume that Professor Hollander oversees STC Rhapsodos?"

"Yep and I highly doubt Hollander woulda handed him over regardless of how nicely Hojo asked."

"A departmental struggle?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Gen's… different. We think Hojo found out and wanted to play with him away from prying eyes."

"Different how?"

"I ain't a scientist so I can't really answer that. Gen don't remember most of what happened but he did recall Hojo saying he was special and scientifically invaluable." Reno felt the bed shift and turned his head toward his companions. Sephiroth was staring at him with a raised eyebrow. "Ah sorry. Meant to mention that but got sidetracked."

"When did you remember this?" Sephiroth asked as the Turk pulled the PHS from his ear, clicked a button, then held the device out. Being as it was his phone he knew the man had turned on the speaker function.

"The day you were napping," the auburn answered.

"Did you remember anything else?" pressed the SSC.

"No."

"Do you have any idea why Hojo may think that Sephiroth?" Tseng asked, knowing the man was highly intelligent and likely knew a great deal about the inner workings of the SOLDIER program.

"Genesis can cast certain spells without Materia and his Mako levels seem to fluctuate quite a bit yet he is functional."

"Forgive me but that does not sound all that important, at least not significant enough to kidnap and experiment upon someone."

"You are not a scientist," the silver replied, unfazed. There was probably much more to the abduction than that but he kept his suspicions to himself. "If Hojo could discover why he can cast without Materia he could potentially advance other SOLDIERs and quite possibly extend the research into other areas."

"Such as?"

"I can think of several military applications, not to mention how useful it could be in fields like medicine and industry. Weapons that never run out of ammunition, machines with their own power source, doctors able to cure ailments without any resources such as equipment, nurses, or even buildings. All of these things may be possible, and more, if Hojo could figure out how to tap into the Planet without having to rely on Materia."

"Elimination of the middleman."

"In essence, yes."

"How unrelenting is Hojo likely to be?"

"At present I believe he will yield," replied the silver, knowing Tseng was asking how doggedly Hojo would pursue Genesis.

"I agree, unless provoked it is probable he will back off for now. What are your intentions Rhapsodos?"

Somewhat confused, the auburn gave a long blink before speaking. "If you're asking if I'm going go after him the answer is no."

"You are not going to report him?"

Without any emotional cues to judge the Wutain's thoughts or intentions, the auburn snapped, "I'm not stupid. As much as I want to take him down I know it's futile and any attempt I make would only make things worse."

"I was not implying you are unintelligent and I commend you. Most in your position would not be so rational."

"Thanks?" Genesis replied a tad uncertainly.

"Sephiroth, you told me that Reno is in danger. Is that because you fear Hojo may use him as a pawn?"

"Correct," replied the SSC, watching the color drain from Genesis's face. That was one of the details they'd kept from the man and apparently he hadn't thought of it himself.

"Once again I concur. Observation and rumor demonstrate Hojo to be unscrupulous at best. I have little doubt he will use any means necessary to reach his objective, whatever that may be." There was a slight paused before Wutain asked, "Is Hollander a problem as well?"

"I'm uncertain, however I do not believe so," Sephiroth stated after a small hesitation. "If he is aware of Genesis's anomalous characteristics he has not displayed Hojo's zealousness nor do I believe he will. Genesis is his subject. He may wish to run tests but it has always been my impression that Hollander is not as ruthless as Hojo and I do not believe he would risk undermining what he has already achieved."

"Meaning you do not believe he will lock him away somewhere to experiment upon, as it may irreparably damage him."

"Yes."

"My, isn't this a fun conversation," Genesis chimed sarcastically.

"It is unpleasant and I apologize, however it must be discussed," said Tseng.

"I know," the auburn sighed, crawling toward Reno. The man lifted his free arm and he snuggled in against his side as best he could since they were both sitting upright. The redhead's crisp cherry blossom, nutmeg, and lemongrass scent and warm flesh were immensely comforting and he sighed contentedly.

"This is quiet a precarious situation," said the Wutain, sounding somewhat weary. "Not only do we need a plan for you three to return to Midgar and active duty, we also need to act as if nothing is amiss, conceal Rhapsodos's abilities as best we can, and monitor Hojo and his minions. Failure in any area is not an option."

The auburn pressed closer to him and Reno gave him a squeeze, stating, "We ain't discussed it yet but I might have a plan ta get us home."

"Might?" the silver said somewhat skeptically.

"Have any reports been filed on Corel?" Reno asked, eyeing Sephiroth, silently asking for patience.

"Yes. According to the reports you were never there, nor was Rhapsodos," Tseng replied.

"I figured as much and I think that's where the three of us should go yo."

"Why?"

"Fer starters Seph's cover story is that he's tracking AVALANCHE and that's their last known location. We could use the fact that the area is riddled with tension and the villagers ain't talkin' ta Shinra to explain why I went Code Zero. Then there's the fact that AVALANCHE has a tendency to misuse Mako, cause explosions, and experiment on people. Though I hope nothin' happens we could probably come up with some reason to explain Gen's current instabilities regardless."

"It makes sense so far as Sephiroth and yourself are concerned, however what is the reasoning for Rhapsodos being there?"

"Once signs of AVALANCHE had been confirmed my handler put in a call ta have a SOLDIER on backup not knowing Seph was already in the area. Since Seph is known fer not always using the mission system and randomly showing up in strange places it ain't to farfetched."

There was a lull in the conversation as everyone contemplated the redhead's words. Genesis wasn't surprised that Reno had a plan, and a decent one at that. He might not look or act it but the man was quite intelligent and crafty. In contrast Sephiroth was surprised, though only because the Turk had made no mention of his plan. He supposed it was understandable given the man probably had a great deal on his mind, however he'd not dropped so much as a hint.

Like the auburn, Tseng wasn't surprised that Reno had come up with a plan. After all his apprentice had gained the position of Assistant Director due to his resourcefulness and skill. And dedication. Finally he said, "It is not a bad plan."

"Corel was not one of the areas I had thought of, but I like it," said the silver after consideration.

"It's fine with me," Genesis threw in.

"I assume you will need transportation."

"Yeah. Guess we'll have ta take a ship outta Junon."

"You may requisition a helicopter. We have access to a device capable of scrambling the on-board transmitters, rendering the bird invisible to Shinra, or anyone else for that matter."

"Works fer me. We'll head toward Junon then. Be a bad idea to enter the city so I'll call when we're a few hours out."

"It would take up to five days for all three of us to reach Junon, however I can be there by nightfall," Sephiroth stated.

"By nightfall?" yelped Genesis, sitting up straight.

"Yes."

"So what, you're just going to run down to Junon, waltz onto the airfield, and make off with a chopper?"

"Precisely."

"That's… fuckin' brilliant!" Reno laughed.

"What about staying out of sight?" said the auburn, exasperated.

"He has no reason to," Tseng replied. "He is listed as actively hunting AVALANCHE under President Shinra's authorization."

"Meanin' all he has ta do is walk in, tell the Lead Controller that he has intel on AVALANCHEs current location and that he wants a bird ta verify it."

"Exactly. Given his status within the company it is doubtful that anyone will question Sephiroth's motives, but even if they do his mission status will clear and he can obviously fly, else we would not be having this conversation," added the Wutain. "Will you still require the scrambling device?"

"I would like to have it, yes. I don't have to give the Controller my destination so I can head in any direction from Junon, however if I stop in any one place for too long Shinra may wonder why. I could give them an excuse, however they may investigate and I would like to keep this location secure."

"Since you do not have to give a destination there should be no time or fuel discrepancies to worry about," said Tseng, thinking aloud.

"Indeed."

"I don't dislike the plan or anything, but won't it be strange if Sephiroth picks up a chopper alone and returns with Reno and myself?" Genesis asked.

"No. Although Mt. Corel is large it is logical to assume that you three would encounter each other since you are all looking for AVALANCHE."

"Sounds like we have a plan yo."

"It is not entirely foolproof but it will do," replied Tseng. "Is there anything you require?"

"Need a laptop with a sat uplink yo."

"Why?" inquired the Wutain suspiciously.

"Need to alter some files before we blow into Midgar. Probably shouldn't say more than that. Plausible deniability and all."

"Very well."

"Would it be possible for you to acquire a medical field kit designed for SOLDIERs?" asked Sephiroth.

"Of course. Are one of you injured?" Tseng replied, a touch of concern coloring the words.

"No. I simply wish to get a more accurate picture of Genesis's condition. SOLDIER kits include equipment for testing Mako levels. I would have brought one with me however I was more concerned with food and did not have time to return to the city before Reno arrived."

"Understood. What is your current evaluation?"

"Physically he seems fine but I would like to test his levels nonetheless. His mental state also seems solid, although he has had some flashbacks."

"PTSD?"

"I don't think so. Although it is possible that the disorder has not fully manifested, he currently displays no symptoms aside from the flashbacks. In addition I do not believe him to be a danger to himself or others."

"I see. If the situation changes notify me at once, otherwise call me once you are in route to the Western Continent. That means you Reno," Tseng said just before the line went dead.

"Goodbyes are as elusive as last names these days," Genesis lamented, once again leaning into Reno. His body vibrated and he tightened his hold as the man chuckled and kissed the top of his head.

"Last names are elusive?" questioned the silver as Reno handed him his PHS.

"It would seem so since I'm the only one here that has one," stated the auburn.

"Meh, they're overrated, although I do think yers is sexy." The STC snorted in reply.

"Why didn't you say anything about your plan?" interrupted Sephiroth, placing his PHS on the nightstand before laying on his left side, facing his companions and propping his head up with his hand.

"I was gonna mention it last night but a couple a SOLDIERs decided to fuck me until I was so tired I couldn't see straight yo."

"Hmm, I suppose that is a reasonable excuse. You did fall asleep rather quickly afterword."

"Yeah. Sorry 'bout that."

"Nothing to apologize for. I took it as I sign of a job well done."

"Heh, that it was," confirmed Reno, flopping onto his back. The auburn wasted no time repositioning and snuggling up against his right side. The position placed him in between the Turk and Sephiroth. "So, ya really think this will work?"

"Yes. I was considering heading to Gongaga but after hearing your reasoning I believe Corel to be the better choice," Sephiroth replied, scooting closer to the STC.

"Cool. Hate ta think you were just agreein' ta make me feel better."

"I would never do that."

"Heh, good ta know."

"I'm worried about going home," Genesis mumbled into Reno's side.

"Why's that yo?"

"I wouldn't exactly call myself stable under normal circumstances and I've already almost torched the lobby for no reason. What will I do when facing possible triggers such as the labs or the sight of Hojo?"

"We'll come up with somethin'," Reno said, tightening his embrace.

"Perhaps the three of us could visit the labs at night," offered the silver.

"A baby step type deal?" replied Genesis.

"Yes."

"If worse comes ta worse me and Seph, and maybe even Angeal, can start carryin' tranq darts yo."

"Not funny," the auburn huffed. He smacked the Turk on the chest and rolled over, pressing in close to Sephiroth.

"I was just kiddin'! Geez!"

"You're forgiven."

"Heh, you weren't upset ta begin with."

"True."

Head still propped up by his left hand, Sephiroth wrapped his right arm around the auburn and eyed the Turk. "Will you be okay going back to Mt. Corel?"

"Why wouldn't I be yo?"

"The reports indicate that AVALANCHE is in the area."

Reno propped himself up on his right elbow and blinked at the silver. Had the question come from anyone else it would have seemed perfectly normal, but it wasn't something he expected from Sephiroth. "Are you askin' out of concern or are ya worried I'll lose it in the middle of a fight?"

"That's a bit rude don't you think Reno?" Genesis said, untangling himself from the silver and flopping onto his back to give the Turk the evil eye.

"Maybe, but it wasn't supposed ta be. It's just, I'm genuinely curious."

The auburn opened his mouth but it was Sephiroth that spoke. "It's alright Genesis. I understand where he's coming from. I am not worried that you are a risk Reno."

"So you care about me then?"

"Yes. I care about both of you."

"Don't take this the wrong way but I don't think I ever really expected you ta say that. I mean, you ain't exactly what I would describe as emotional."

"I understand, however since I have met you two, I have felt myself… changing."

"That good or bad?"

"I am undecided."

"Better than bad," Reno grinned. He decided to change the topic before it became uncomfortable. "Gettin' back on topic, while it's true that every time I come face-ta-face with AVALANCHE, or should I say Fuhito, I almost die, they ain't managed ta finish the job yet," Reno said, thinking that with the SOLDIERs there he was unlikely to freeze up during a fight. Unless unconscious he'd never let anyone down like that.

"If that sentence was intended to be comforting, I find it severely lacking."

"It'll be fine Seph. I'll be fine," Reno chuckled. He arched an eyebrow as Genesis sprang off the bed and grabbed his pants.

"Nature calls and I can't stand having fuzzy teeth."

"You should go next Reno. If I am going to make Junon by nightfall I must get ready and that includes a shower," said the silver. Resisting the urge to touch the redhead he rose and retrieved a fresh uniform from the small dresser. "I put both of your clothes in here as well."

"Thanks." After a pause the Turk said, "You sure you wanna play it this way?"

"I am used to doing things alone Reno," Sephiroth replied, knowing the Turk was referring to him going to Junon by himself.

"Yeah, guess ya are. SOLDIERs work alone."

"Not always however we usually do not fight within close proximity of each other."

"Gee, I wonder why. Maybe the big weapons and overactive reflexes?"

"No. It is simply easier to not have to consider friend or foe in battle."

"So basically in the thick of battle everything around ya is gonna die."

"Most likely, yes," Sephiroth replied, moving to stand at the edge of the bed. "Make no mistake though, we are fully capable of working in close proximity to friendlies without hurting them, but if given the choice we simply chose not to."

"I'm back," Genesis announced from the doorway. He arched an eyebrow at the silver as Reno burst out laughing. "What's so amusing?"

"His dick is just like… right there yo."

"What?" Baffled, Sephiroth looked down and realized that his penis was hovering inches above the man's head. "So it is," he blinked, taking a few steps back.

"Part of me thanks ya for breakin' the trance," Reno grinned, sitting up and sliding off the bed. Swiveling his head he quickly located his pants and slipped them on.

"What does the other part think?" inquired Genesis.

"It's pissed and poutin' 'cause it really wanted ta have some fun," the redhead replied, darting out the door to the chuckling of his companions.

"Do we have any more coffee?" the STC asked, opening the nearest kitchen cabinet. He shuffled out of the way so Sephiroth could open the next cabinet over. "That's a lot of coffee," he said, staring wide eyed at a shelf completely overrun by coffee packages.

"I got the impression that Reno was a bit of an addict."

"Oh?"

"He's always so… hyper and twitchy."

"That he is, however I'm not too sure caffeine is to blame."

"It's natural?"

"I think the biggest part of it is but he does add fuel to the fire."

"Yikes."

"That's one way to put it," Genesis giggled, scooping coffee beans into a grinder. Once the beans had been ground he dumped them into the coffee pot's basket, added water, and started the machine. Within seconds the robust scent of the brew permeated the air.

"Mmm, coffee," purred Reno as he returned from the bathroom.

"Addict," Sephiroth whispered into the auburn's ear, causing the man to giggle once more.

"Why do I get the impression that giggle was at my expense?" the redhead smirked.

"Possibly because it was," grinned Sephiroth, putting on his pants before exiting. In less than two minutes he was removing the trousers, making him wonder why he'd bothered to put them on in the first place. There was little chance of encountering a stranger here and even if he did he wasn't ashamed or embarrassed by his body. After gathering the required shower supplies the SSC stepped under the spray and worked quickly to cleanse himself. 15 minutes later he had rejoined his companions in the hut.

"Sit," Genesis said, pointing a knife at the silver for emphasis. "You're not going to Junon on an empty stomach."

"Better do as he says 'fore ya get shanked yo," Reno chuckled.

"Scrambled eggs with diced onion and peppers, hash browns with onion and peppers, sliced ham, and toast. Nothing fancy I'm afraid," the auburn stated, focusing his attention on the stove.

"It smells good," said Sephiroth, sitting next to the Turk, who was cubing a block of cheese between sips of coffee.

"Hey! That's fer later!" the redhead chided as Sephiroth stole a cheese cube.

"Later?"

"I'm cuttin' it so you can take it with ya. Also gonna pack a loaf of bread, granola bars, and some fruit."

"I appreciate that. Thank you."

"When do you think you'll be back?" Genesis asked, using a spatula to stir the hash browns and eggs.

"I am not certain. My guess would be anywhere between midnight and dawn."

"It will take that long to fly here?" asked the auburn, surprised.

"Depending on air conditions and what bird we're gettin', flight time from Junon ta here could take anywhere from one ta four hours, give or take," answered Reno.

"That's quite a variable."

"Not to mention I don't know for sure when I'll be leaving the city," Sephiroth added. "I would like to leave as quickly as possible, however it is not unusual for city officials and Shinra employees to approach me for some reason or another."

"Meaning your departure could be delayed."

"Yes. I will say this however, if I have not returned by midday tomorrow, flee."

"Flee?" Genesis exclaimed. Sephiroth nodded.

"We need to establish protocol," sighed Reno. "Once you get the bird out of Junon's airspace and turn on the scrambler, text 'though they travel far and wide, my enemies will never find a place to hide' to my PHS. If ya don't send the message before dawn, or if I get anything other than what I just said, we'll split."

"Isn't that a bit paranoid?" the auburn commented.

"It's bein' cautious. If I was bein' paranoid I'd have him send half the message to me and half to someone else."

"Seems a bit extreme to me."

"Shit like this is a big part of what I do Gen. I ain't expectin' anything to go wrong but if something does a system like this is much harder to crack and like it or not, there are ways ta get even someone like Seph talkin'." The Turk sucked in a breath before adding, "You got one shot to get the message right so make sure it's input correctly before ya send it."

"Alright."

"What happens if something does go wrong and we leave for no reason?" Genesis asked, spooning eggs onto three awaiting plates.

"Then Seph's gonna have to convince Tseng it's safe for us to reconnect."

"With my ability to sense Mako it will be hard for you to hide from me," Sephiroth reminded.

"I gotta plan for that yo." The SSC nodded and he gathered the now cubed cheese into a container Genesis had found. He sealed the lid and handed it to the auburn in exchange for a plate brimming with food that made his stomach gurgle and growl. His coffee cup was refilled and a bottle of hot sauce appeared as he picked up his fork. "Heh, that's what I call service."

"Don't get used to it," Genesis chuckled, taking a seat across from the Turk.

"How's the appetite?"

"Hard to say. Right now I'm ravenous but that could be due to last night," replied the STC, taking a bite of hash browns.

"Least yer eyes ain't neon green anymore."

"What color are they?"

"Somewhere between teal and turquoise."

"That's go- oh gods, what if I lose it when Sephiroth is gone?"

"You won't."

"You don't know that!"

"It'll be fine Gen. Worse comes ta worse I'll trap ya in the Pyramid yo."

"What if I get out somehow?"

"You are such a worrywart," Reno chuckled. "I'll analyze the situation and do what needs done. Just trust me okay?"

"Alright," said the auburn, giving a weak smile. "I trust you. Both of you."

The remainder of breakfast passed by without any more discussion of plans or what-if scenarios. Each man felt they'd covered things as best they could and now they simply wanted to enjoy each other's company. They were well aware that even if the situation resolved in their favor, these moments could still become increasingly rare since the schedules of all three men could be hectic at best and were likely to change without warning.

Plate empty, Reno leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs at the ankles and laced his fingers behind his head. Even though they were once again staring the unknown right in the face he had to admit he felt pretty good. He'd long ago adjusted to dealing with situations where the outcome was one great big question mark, so that wasn't a problem, however he'd been concerned about the morning after effect. Nothin' like a big helping of regret to start the day. His past experiences had taught him how to deal with the morning after but his companions were a different story. Thankfully there was no uneasiness, meaning everyone appeared to be comfortable with their arrangement and with what had happened last night. Even so… "We need ta talk yo." The sudden tension wouldn't have been any thicker had he drawn down on the SOLDIERs. "Relax, I just wanna know who's on the privileged list and who ain't. Or if we even have a list."

"Privileged list?" Sephiroth parroted, placing his fork on top of his empty plate.

"I'm willin' to bet none of us want to publicly announce the fact that we're in a threesome but it's gonna be hard to keep it a secret, especially considering the company we keep. Just wanna know how you two wanna handle it and if there's anyone you don't mind knowin'."

"I didn't figure you would wish to tell anyone."

"Our relationship is unconventional but I ain't ashamed of it yo."

"Neither am I," Genesis added. "Although I do believe we should use some discretion."

"I agree. Who knows about your relationship," inquired Sephiroth, using a finger to point at Genesis and Reno in turn.

"So far as I know just the Turks, Rufus, and Angeal, although it's possible some of the other SOLDIERs suspect somethin'."

"Like who?" asked the auburn curiously.

"STC Sebastian and he's pretty tight with Essai, Luxiere, and unfortunately Kunsel."

"You don't like Kunsel?"

"Didn't say that. He's just got a big mouth yo."

"I don't mind anyone you mentioned knowing," Sephiroth said after a pause.

"Gen?"

"I've nothing to hide so I'm fine with whatever you two decide."

"Alright. There's also this ta consider, people may find out about me and Gen without finding out about you. You okay with that? I don't want ya to feel left out or cheated or anything."

"I am fine with that."

"We all in agreement then?"

"Yep," Genesis smiled.

"Yes."

"Awesome," grinned Reno as Sephiroth rose, moved his empty plate to the sink, and started to wash it. "We'll get it later. Should probably get you outta here yo." After a pause, the silver reluctantly nodded and headed toward the living room with he and Genesis trailing after him.

"I wish we were going with you," said Genesis wistfully as the SSC pulled on a pair of socks.

"He'll be fine yo."

"I know but that doesn't mean I wish we weren't going to. Don't forget to give him the lunch you made."

"Oh yeah," the redhead replied, heading into the kitchen to retrieve the goodies. "You got a canteen or somethin' Seph?"

"There's one attached to my rucksack."

Reno fetched the canteen and filled it with water from the sink. It still amazed him that the hut had plumbing but he was grateful to whoever had built the place. Once the container was full he reattached it to the rucksack, stuffed the pack lunch inside the bag, and carried the thing into the living room. "You need anything else yo?"

"Just my sword and harness," the silver replied, tying his boots and standing.

"You still have that Mastered Restore Materia right?" asked the auburn.

"Yes. I will take one and leave other here," replied Sephiroth. As his companions watched, the SSC shrugged on his weapons harness and belted it in place. He checked the edge of his blade, making sure it was sharp, before sliding it into place on his back, followed by his backpack. Finished, he turned to the STC. "I will also leave the sword you used during our spar. It is sharp, however like mine it needs cleaned."

"No problem. That will give me something to do while you're gone," Genesis said. The silver nodded and everyone made their way outside. "Be careful okay?"

The SSC paused briefly as the auburn's hand landed on his cheek. He was getting used to it but he was still not entirely comfortable having his face touched. "I will," he finally replied, giving the man a hug. As he pulled away Genesis pressed their lips together and lingered long enough that his mouth opened of it's own accord. The faint taste of orange juice on the man's tongue was enticing, but short lived.

"See ya soon yo," Reno said, holding out his hand as Genesis pulled up behind him. To his surprise Sephiroth yanked him forward and slammed their mouths together. In less time than it took for his heart to beat his tongue was happily bumping against the silver's.

"Spicy," Sephiroth grinned, breaking the kiss.

"Hot sauce."

"I like it."

"Goes well on a lot of different food. You should try it."

"Perhaps, or perhaps I will simply continue to enjoy it secondhand."

"That's sort of gross, yet oddly kinky," Genesis smirked as Sephiroth released Reno. The auburn raised an eyebrow as a small, white card appeared in the Turk's hand as if by magic.

"I really, really don't see this happenin' but if the shit positively hits the fan, get to a phone and call this number. Do not use yer PHS. Tell him who ya are, what happened, and what city yer in. He'll help ya out. Seriously though, only use it has a last resort or I'll get my ass kicked and then some."

"Whose number is it?" Sephiroth asked, taking the card. It was a plain white business card with nothing but a printed black number on one side. The other side was blank.

"Legend's. He's from Junon and it wouldn't surprise me if he's in the city somewhere already."

"Why would he help me? He joined the Turks that deserted Shinra and since I'm still employed by the company doesn't that make me his enemy?"

"No. He'll help ya because you helped the Turks and he's still a Turk. That and he loves a good fight yo."

"I see."

"One last thing, tell him Abarai sent ya."

"Abarai?"

"My last name," Reno replied, locking eyes with Genesis.

"So you do have a last name."

"'Course I do. All Turks do. We just don't use them 'cause they're a liability. If our enemies had our surnames it would be easier for them to track us down not to mention locate our families."

"By telling us you're trusting us a great deal," Sephiroth said, placing the white card into his back pocket.

"Yeah, I am, so don't let me down yo."

"I won't."

"Neither will I," added Genesis, grasping the Turk's hand. Sephiroth nodded once, then vanished.

"The hell'd he go?" the redhead blinked.

"I know he went south but that's it."

"Ifrit's Hellfire he's fast." The next thing Reno knew he was standing inside the hut, facing the bed and staring straight into shimmering cerulean eyes. The auburn's mouth locked onto his and the words that were on the tip of his tongue evaporated in a rush of prospecting tongues.

Though he didn't want to Genesis was eventually forced to pull away from the Turk for air. He placed his left hand on the right side of the man's neck and attacked the left with his mouth. The redhead tilted his head back slightly and moaned, causing his lips, teeth, and tongue to vibrate pleasantly. He took advantage of Reno's shirtless state and moved to his favorite area: the collarbone.

Reno had no idea what had gotten into the auburn and with the man licking and gnawing his collarbone, his ability to think was severely lacking. Suddenly Genesis pulled back, grabbed his left hand, and brought it to his mouth. Before he had time to truly process the action the STC's tongue circled his index and middle fingers seductively. As the digits began to slowly disappear into the auburn's mouth his pulse skyrocketed and he licked his lips.

Overwhelmed by desire, Reno's mind and body shifted to autopilot. He used his right arm to lift the auburn off the floor then spun. A few forward steps later and Genesis was pinned between the door and his body. During the movement, the STC had continued to suck on his fingers but with one final lick he released them. The Turk knew exactly what to do with his slickened digits. He began nipping Genesis's mouth while his right hand unfastened the man's pants and his left sought its hidden goal.

Genesis moaned and writhed as the Turk's middle finger dove into him. His ring of muscle tingled pleasantly and he wrapped his right leg around Reno's waist, giving him better access. The movement caused his member to glide upward and it rubbed across the redhead's pants before touching warm flesh. Whether due to the contact, the probing finger, or both, his hips began rocking of their own accord.

"Gods yer sexy," Reno breathed, inserting a second digit. The auburn gasped and his head flew backward, making a loud thump as it slammed into the door. "Gonna give yourself a concussion," he chuckled.

"Don't care," mumbled Genesis around the redhead's right earlobe.

"Mmm, then neither do I. Just so ya know I'll fuck you anyway yo."

"By all means please do," the auburn replied. He pulled his head back, laid a hand on the Turk's cheek, and locked eyes with him. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." The auburn smiled and it was so dazzling and full of joy that it made his chest ache with happiness. He pressed their lips together lightly, and then withdrew only to move forward again. Genesis laughed and he grinned playfully. He felt lighter somehow, as though some mysterious weight had been lifted from him. It suddenly struck him that since the auburn's breakdown on the beach he'd been worried that the man wouldn't be able to pull through this, that he wouldn't be the same person as before. I was wrong. While Genesis was probably going to carry some scars, his smile and laugh made it clear that the incident was nowhere near enough to irreparably damage him. "Yer a hell of a lot tougher than ya look, you know that?"

"What a strange thing to say at a time like this."

"Point. The hell's that lube yo?"

"In the nightstand," Genesis chuckled, shuddering as the Turk withdrew his fingers. After a brief kiss he lowered his leg and the man took a reluctant step backward. "I'll get it."

"I'm clos-" Reno cut himself off and arched an eyebrow at the auburn's mischievous grin. "What's with tha- sshhiitt!"

Before the Turk could finish his sentence Genesis picked up him and tossed him backward. As Reno went airborne he cursed until landing flat on his back on the bed. After an interlude of blinking stupidly at the ceiling he propped himself up on his elbows and glared at the auburn. The look didn't last as the auburn retrieved the lotion then began to slowly crawl on top of him.

When his mouth was level with the Turk's waistband Genesis stopped and began undoing the pants. He worked quickly and within seconds the redhead's member sprang free of its prison. He paused to admire it before licking the slit using only the tip of his tongue. Reno shuddered and he wasted no time taking the head into his mouth, earning a sigh of delight. He closed his eyes and hummed contentedly at the redhead's musky, slightly sweet taste.

Reno groaned and shivered as the STC swallowed him down. There was a brief pause before the man drifted back up and circled the tip with his tongue. He groaned appreciatively as the auburn descended once more. His head jerked backward and he hissed as fingers dug into his inner thighs. A few passes later Genesis released him with a loud pop and he barely stopped the whimper before it escaped his throat.

The STC slid off the bed, darted into the kitchen, then began removing his pants. The bed creaked as Reno followed suite and before long both sets of trousers were tossed haphazardly on the floor. The auburn wasted no time in crawling back on the bed to Reno's right and he didn't stop until their lips were flattened together. As their tongues sought each other out Genesis grabbed the bottle of lotion, squeezed some onto his hand, and applied it to the Turk's shaft. At the contact the redhead's body jerked and he moaned into his mouth. Finished, the auburn grabbed the towel he'd acquired from the kitchen, removed the excess from his hand, and then threw his right leg over Reno so that he was straddling him. The Turk started to speak but the words never came out as the auburn reached behind himself to find the man's dick, positioned it, and began lowering himself.

Genesis thought he was prepared to receive the Turk but nothing could have readied him for pleasure that shot through his system as the shaft slid inside him. His mind was filled with such overwhelming euphoria that the excess spilled out of his mouth. His body quivered in ecstasy, heightening and highlighting the feel of Reno's member moving into him. He didn't stop until he'd taken it all in, and in that moment he felt as though they were truly one. One look into the redhead's eyes told him he felt it too.

Reno shifted the weight of his torso to his left hand and leaned upright until he was within inches of the auburn's face. His placed his right hand on the STC's cheek, stroking it with his thumb a few times before moving his fingers though the man's hair and coming to a stop at the back of his head. They simply stared at each other for a few moments before they both moved slowly forward until their mouths joined together. The kiss was slow, sensuous, and filled with emotion that neither man knew how to express.

"You alright yo?" asked Reno, leaning his forehead against the auburn's.

"More than alright," Genesis breathed. Spotting a pillow, he shifted just enough to grab it then tossed it behind the redhead. At his gentle shove, Reno took the hint and lay flat on his back. As he adjusted the pillow behind his head, the auburn bent over, mashing their chests together. He licked the front of the Turk's neck before kissing his jaw and sitting upright once more. After a few seconds he relaxed his legs, allowing every iota of the man inside. He tilted his head back for a moment, relishing the sensation as he gently rocked himself. Finally he leveled his head, bent forward, and placed his hands on the Turk's chest.

Using his hands for support Genesis used his legs to move upward. The shaft began to slowly withdraw and he gasped, locking eyes with the Turk. Gods but it felt incredible! As he descended his body quivered excitedly, craving, needing, everything Reno had to offer. Linked as they were he felt complete, as though some part of him that he hadn't even realized he'd been missing had suddenly been returned to him.

As the auburn descended Reno moaned and shivered in bliss. Though Genesis was technically bottoming the position was the exact opposite and left him completely in control. It wasn't a position the redhead was used to but in no time flat it had become one of his favorites. The lines of the STC's body were nothing short of amazing and he loved watching his movements, not to mention it felt wonderful and his hands were free to do as they pleased. Currently they were happily skimming the auburn's thighs and hips. Out of nowhere Genesis slammed himself downward, causing his back to arch and forcing a cry of pleasure out of his throat.

Although he'd only been penetrated a few times Genesis felt no pain. In fact his body greedily took the man in. It wanted to be filled so badly that he had a hard time controlling his pace. At the same time, he knew that he could speed up and not injure himself since his mind and body remembered every curve and bump of the redhead's member and moved accordingly without prompting. It makes me whole. That in mind, he decided to mix it up and began to vary his speed, causing his body to sing in delight.

Building passion forced Reno into action and he sat up as much as he could without disrupting the auburn's movements. Genesis wrapped his arms around his neck as he began licking and sucking the man's right nipple. The steady stream of lascivious noises bubbling out of the STC's lips was like music to his ears and made his entire body throb with arousal. Unable to help himself he bit down on the nipple and received such a wanton cry he nearly lost it. Fearing he might accidently chomp down he reluctantly released the pink bud and moved a few sweaty stray hairs out of the auburn's face.

"Feels… so good," Genesis panted, smashing their lips together. The redhead shifted slightly and as he came down the man's member jabbed his prostate. "Mmghh."

"Sorry," Reno breathed, pulling back for air. The auburn immediately dropped his forehead onto his right shoulder.

"Didn't hurt."

"In that case…"

The Turk squirmed, changing the angle of his impalement and the tip of the man's shaft nudged his prostate as Genesis lowered himself. As it continued to slide in, the entire length of the thing grazed the magic spot. Suddenly weak, he raised his head slightly and twisted it so that his lips brushed the redhead's ear. "Take me."

Not needing to be told twice Reno thrust himself in to the hilt, wrapped his arms around the auburn, pulled him close, and rolled them over. He gently released the man, and, supporting his weight with his left hand, he scooted on his knees for better purchase. The movement caused his shaft to wiggle from side to side and he paused as Genesis's lower back bucked off the bed. He knew the man wasn't in pain; it was the pose that stopped his motion. Damn he's gorgeous.

Panting, Genesis squirmed to get comfortable and the action snapped the Turk out of whatever trance he'd been in. Without warning the man thrust forward fast and hard, making him cry out. He wrapped his legs around the redhead's waist, locking them at the ankle as the Turk pounded into him. There were no words to describe how amazing it felt and in no time he was gasping for breath. Seeking a distraction so he wouldn't hyperventilate he twisted his head to the right and spotted Reno's left hand. He locked his mouth around the man's wrist and explored it with his tongue. Smooth and salty, he thought as his right hand moved opposite his mouth.

"Shit," Reno breathed as the auburn clamped down on his wrist. The conflicting sensations made him lunge forward, which caused the STC to bite down even harder. He cupped Genesis's left ass cheek with his right hand and lifted, allowing him to ram into the man even more forcefully.

Genesis released the Turk's wrist with a yelp as he writhed beneath him. His cock hadn't even been touched yet he was so overwhelmed by pleasure that he wasn't sure if he was going to climax or pass out. As Reno slammed into him again his muscles tightened and his body flushed, making him feel hot and cold at the same time. He started to shake and the redhead scooped him up so that he was once again straddling the man, however this time he was just along for the ride.

"You don't have to hold back. Let go and give yourself to me."

"I… already have," the auburn panted seconds before he released. The orgasm was so powerful that for a heartbeat he seriously wondered if it was going to rip him apart. His passage began to seize and Reno hissed and moaned at the sensation. He nearly lost consciousness but by focusing on the Turk's face he managed to stay in the present. Other than passionate vocalizations, he was unable to speak so he tried to show everything he was thinking and feeling using his face, eyes, and body. The redhead smiled beautifully and he knew the man had gotten the message.

As the STC clung to him, Reno slowed his pace considerably and watched the man ride it out. Without stopping his movement he tipped forward, gently laying the auburn on his back. He kissed his forehead, letting his lips linger for a few thrusts, knowing his own release was imminent. With every push forward Genesis's mewled and his overly sensitive body twitched and jerked underneath him.

Still lost in a flood of ecstasy Genesis wondered if he was still climaxing or if a new one was building. His opening had tightened and as a result the sensation of Reno's dick moving in and out of him had become exaggerated. Positively marvelous. He nipped the Turk's chin playfully and wrapped his arms around his neck. Aside from his randomly spasming muscles, his body was totally relaxed as if silently saying 'I'm yours, do with me as you please'.

The auburn's unadulterated submission was too much for Reno and he finally reached his limit. Face inches from Genesis's he buried himself to the hilt and let go. The STC convulsed beneath him and the movement blasted even more pleasure though his already overwhelmed system. He cried out and dropped onto the man, no longer able to support his own weight.

Genesis yelped as the Turk's hot seed filled him and he tightened his legs, pulling him as close as he could. He was blindsided by a fresh orgasm and bucked upward, but was pressed back down by Reno's body weight. His sandwiched member twitched yet again before finally going still. He closed his eyes and lowered the man's head to his shoulder, running fingers though his wet hair.

It took several moments for Reno to gather enough strength to move. He didn't get far, as his mouth quickly connected with the auburn's for a lazy, passionate kiss. The man's legs loosened and he pulled out, earning a muffled gasp. Eventually the need for oxygen forced him to end the kiss and he slid sideways, landing on the bed to the STC's left.

Not yet willing to let go of the Turk, Genesis rolled onto his side and snaked an arm and leg around the man. Reno's fingers brushed against his organ and he gasped and jerked. The redhead chuckled and wiggled his arm out from between them. "You're bleeding!" he yelped, grabbing the freed arm and inspecting the wrist.

"Guess so," Reno shrugged, moving the arm behind the auburn's back, leisurely trailing his fingertips across the man's skin.

"Reno!"

"What? Not like I'm bleedin' ta death or somethin'. It's just a flesh wound."

Genesis sighed in defeat, then snuggled in against the Turk. "I'm sorry. I really didn't know I'd bitten you that hard."

"I don't mind yo."

"You like pain, don't you?"

"A little."

"You like a little pain or you like pain a little."

"What?" the Turk chuckled.

"You like a small amount of pain or you enjoy the feel of pain a little."

"Oh, uh, both? It really depends on lot a things yo."

"Like what?"

"The person I'm with, the mood I'm in, the atmosphere, things like that."

"I see. Well I guess you have another bruise for your collection."

"My collection?"

"You have a bruise developing on each arm."

"I do?" the redhead blinked, raising his arm to examine it. It took some looking but he finally spotted a faint yellowish area in the middle of his upper arm. "Huh, must be from Seph."

"Probably. Now that I think about it he did have one hell of a grip on you, yet you never once complained. In fact it seemed to excite you."

"Yeah. Sometimes I like to be dominated."

"I'll remember that," Genesis grinned.

"Just be careful. If ya push me too far I'll shut down."

"Explain."

"If there's too much pain or yer too controlling I'll zone out."

"That's terrible."

"Sorry. I can't help it."

"No, it's not terrible that you do it, it's terrible that you learned to do it," the auburn said, stopping just short of saying 'only someone who's been abused would learn such a thing'.

"Yeah." There was a pause before the STC spoke, voice so quite Reno had to strain to hear it.

"You weren't raped were you?"

"N-, y-, it's complicated."

"How is it complicated? You either were or you weren't."

"I've slept with people because I was asked to, not because I wanted to. It wasn't exactly rape but I didn't really want it either." Reno sighed, knowing his explanation was probably only going to result in more questions. "When I was with those people they had free reign to do whatever they wanted, so long as they didn't kill me anyway."

"This has something to do with Veld, doesn't it?"

"Did someone say something to you?"

"No. When you talk about him your tone of voice and body language are a strange mix, like you like the guy but want to kill him just the same. If you put what you just said and some of the things you've alluded to together with him it begins to make sense."

"I'll have ta be more careful around you yo."

"Not unless you're trying to hide something from me you don't."

"True. All right then, yeah, it has something to do with Veld. In fact it has everything to do with Veld. For a while I wasn't a Turk to him, I was a whore. He threatened to fire me if I didn't go along with it and although I could have quit, I'm not a quitter. On top of that, at the time I still owed Shinra a shitload of cash so I kept my head down and did my job. Eventually I snapped and tried to throttle him, but yeah, there ya have it. I probably should have told you sooner but, as childish as it sounds, I was afraid you wouldn't like me anymore."

"Thank you for telling me now," Genesis replied, squeezing the redhead. "It doesn't change my feelings for you and I understand why you didn't tell me sooner."

Reno said a silent prayer of thanks to the gods and returned the STC's hug. There were still parts of his past that he hadn't come to terms with yet, the Veld issue, or issues, being part of that, but he felt that in time he'd be able to. It certainly helped to have supportive and understanding people like Genesis and the Turks around him. Sephiroth too. "I, eh, do have to ask you a question yo."

"What's that?"

"The surprise sex didn't have anything to do with last night did it?"

"What to you mean?"

"It wasn't like, reclaiming your territory or something, right?"

"Pfft, no," Genesis giggled. "I actually thought about sending Seph off with a quickie of some sort but didn't since I wasn't sure how he'd feel about it."

"You sayin' I was yer second pick?"

"That wasn't what I meant and you know it!"

"Yeah, but I can't help teasin' ya," Reno replied, rolling onto his side so that he was face-to-face with the STC.

"Meanie," Genesis said, giving the Turk a kiss. He gave a startled yip as the redhead yanked him close, crushing as much of their bodies together as he could.

"I was so fucking scared Gen," Reno whispered, pressing his forehead against the auburns and closing his eyes and mind against the memories. "In the back of my mind I thought I'd lost you. I really did."

"Reno…"

"I really was, and still am, willing to die for you Gen. I can't imagine my life without you anymore. I don't want a life without you."

"I fought…" Genesis began quietly, voice cracking due to emotion. "I fought for you. I remember thinking about what you might go through and hoping you'd move on quickly. I never… I never thought I would survive but I thought that if you ever found out what happened, that you'd at least be proud of me for fighting, so I fought."

"I am proud of you," Reno said, holding the auburn tightly. "Promise me that you'll always fight. For me, for you, for Angeal, for the fucking stray cat that lives outside Shinra Tower. It doesn't matter to me who you fight for, just fight."

"I'll promise, if you promise that if something happens to me you won't do something foolish, like end you're life. Promise me that even if it hurts you'll keep living. I don't want you to suffer, but you're strong and you'll get through the pain. With or with me there are others who depend on you Reno."

"I promise," the Turk replied after some hesitation.

"Then I promise as well," Genesis replied, placing his left hand on the Turk's cheek and rubbing it with his thumb. "I love you. More than anything."

"I love you too."

The pair exchanged a sweet, lingering kiss. As their tongues slithered together, they shifted to maximize the skin-on-skin contact. Reno playfully bit the auburn's tongue, causing the man to laugh and withdraw. "You keep kissing me like that and we're gonna be back at square one yo."

"If square one involves your dick in any way I'm fine with that."

"Sinful words from an equally sinful mind," Reno breathed.

"Are you complaining?"

"Hell no!"

"Good, because it's your fault you know."

"My fault? How is it my fault yo?"

"Before your wicked member corrupted me I was as pure as the falling snow. Now here I am, ready to file for papers stating I'm a certified nymphomaniac."

"Nymphomaniac you say? I like the sound of that yo," Reno replied, tilting the auburn's head back and kissing the front of his throat. He couldn't seem to get enough of the man and he hoped he never had to test the strength of the promise he'd made. A life without Genesis wasn't just unimaginable; it was deplorable. For the second time that day he sent a prayer to the gods, this time asking that if the unthinkable happened that he wouldn't survive either, because if he did, he feared he might not be able to keep his promise.

Shrugging off his thoughts Reno focused on the man in his arms with renewed vigor. He rolled Genesis onto his back while simultaneously slipping inside him. The auburn's surprised yelp turned into a moan and he set to work, determined to give the man as much pleasure as conceivably possible. After what he'd been through he deserved it, not to mention it was sure as hell a fun way to pass the time, and they had hours to kill before the silver's return. Hours huh, he thought, thrusting into Genesis with a wicked grin. What a wonderful day.

Side note: In case you're curious about Reno's last name read on, otherwise thanks for reading! Now go review! XD

For those of you that are 'Bleach' fans, the name Abarai is likely familiar to you. For those that don't know anything about the series, there is a character named Renji Abarai who is a lieutenant of one of the 13 Court Guard Squads (6th Division under Byakuya Kuchiki to be precise). All of this is irrelevant aside from the fact that Renji reminds me of Reno in many ways.

Aside from their obviously similar names, the characters are both high-ranking officers under an extremely stoic leader, they look a lot alike, and their personalities are comparable (can easily fly off the handle, a bit arrogant, fiercely loyal to their companions, brazen fighters, etc.). Also, like many Japanese names Abarai can be written in several different ways, however one of the more common 'spellings' uses the character for 'scatter'. For some reason this struck me since many of Reno's comrades consider him scatterbrained and disorganized. It is for all of these reasons, and the fact that I like the name itself, that I chose to use Abarai for Reno's last name.