Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Family ❯ Cravings ( Chapter 12 )

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Family
Pairings: Sephiroth/Cloud
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Vocabulary: Prised (n.)also prized-- To move or force, as if with a lever; pry.

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Chapter 12: Cravings

Sephiroth turned over in the large bed, his hand reaching for the warm supple body of his partner, only to have his fingers grab instead a handful of empty satin sheets. The vacant side of the bed was cold, all the body heat of his young lover dissipated, which meant that Cloud must have been up for quite awhile.

He glanced across at the glowing blue digits on the clock that was positioned on Cloud's bedside table. It was just after 5.30am……much too early in the morning to be up and about when there was no need to be.

Wondering where the boy could have disappeared too, Sephiroth slipped out of bed to look for him, donning a pair of sweat pants first, pulling them up over his muscular thighs and tying the cord loosely, so that they draped low over his hips.

He smiled. Cloud still tended to get embarrassed at seeing him walk around their quarters with only his long silver hair covering his backside. Sephiroth felt no shame at all.

In fact, he much preferred being naked to being clothed. Now, if he could just convince the little blonde to do the same, to drop his inhibitions….But that was what he loved about the boy, his innocence and naivety.

His smile turned into a chuckle…..At least he had managed to convince Cloud to sleep in the nude!

Slipping on a pair of mules, and feeling he was now decent enough, Sephiroth walked out of the bedroom and leisurely ambled down the dark hallway.

Entering the dimness of the sitting room, he saw a small fraction of light showing through the slightly open kitchen door. Thinking he would find Cloud there, he pushed open the door and entered, surprised to find the room unoccupied.

He was even more surprised to discover a quart container of chocolate chip ice-cream on the counter, along with a large jar of pickles…..both only bought the day before… both now empty. There was also a half eaten jar of peanut butter.

Sephiroth was thunderstruck. What on earth had possessed Cloud to eat this? Sephiroth's stomach lurched, just thinking about the revolting mixture. Ewww!

He threw the ice-cream tub and empty pickle jar in the trash can, before putting the peanut butter back in its rightful cupboard. He turned off the lights, and going back into the sitting room, proceeded to open the curtains, letting the early morning sun into the room. He heard a soft groan behind him. Turning, he stared down at his sleeping, spiky haired lover.

Cloud was lying across the sofa, his slim legs encased in sweat pants, and one of Sephiroth's white tee-shirts riding up his torso. His softly swelling tummy was on display, his arms and legs all askew. An erotic picture sharply flashed in the General's mind.

Sephiroth felt himself harden at the thought of taking Cloud right there and then…. he looked so delectable. His fingers itched to slowly pull down the waistband of the boy's trousers….To gently take his soft member in his mouth and wake him from his sleep, as he plunged himself deep within the soft young body.

But he knew the bed was a much more comfortable place to make love, and besides which, Gast had advised Sephiroth to refrain from `adventurous' sex for a while. This was Cloud's first pregnancy, and as such, the professor wanted him treated with kid gloves.

Gentle sex was what the good professor ordered. Anything else, he had warned, could cause Cloud to go into labor before his due date.

Sephiroth smiled. He was willing to be gentle…..until the baby was born.

He stooped, and was about to pick Cloud up to carry him back into their room, when the overwhelming stench of fish nearly knocked him to the floor. He bent his head and sniffed….Cloud stank of fish... And it wasn't just any type of fish—it was sardines!

Where in all of Gaia did Cloud get sardines? He didn't buy them. Cloud specifically asked for pickles and ice-cream, not bloody fish!

With his stomach now threatening to discharge whatever contents it still held, and all thoughts of sex gone from his mind, the General swiftly turned and ran into the bedroom, dressing with the speed he was well known for, before dashing out the front door.

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“This has gone on long enough, Professor. Obviously, you have failed to inform Cadet Strife of the dangerous complications of his pregnancy, as instructed. By not doing so, you are not only jeopardizing Strife's life, but also that of his child. Now, because of your oversight, I am forced to take the matter into my own hands.”

Rufus slammed down the receiver of his phone in anger at Hojo's blatant disregard to his order. Almost two weeks had passed since Professor Gast had come to him, telling about how Sephiroth had nearly killed him for with-holding information about Strife's pregnancy.

And yet Hojo still refused to inform Cloud of the perilous risks involved with his pregnancy.

Hojo's handling of the whole situation was a joke. There were too many unknowns when dealing with the General. Hojo didn't consider Sephiroth a threat, didn't realize that if anything happened to the boy, or the child, Sephiroth would be out of ShinRa's control.

And Rufus blamed himself. He had allowed Hojo too much free reign in this. But enough was enough. Rufus was putting his foot down before it was too late to change anything.

He was not going to sit idle and do nothing—not this time. He was not going to make the same mistake as his father.

The fool had gotten himself killed for trying to take what was not his. It hadn't mattered that he was the president. No one took anything belonging to a Turk, especially a sharp shooter. President Shin-Ra was dead before he could even lay a hand on his captured prize.

Rufus saw what was going on. Although he was young, Rufus was not that stupid to interfere.

But now…

He wished that he had.

He gave a sigh. There was no use re-hashing the past, not when he could change the future.

Picking up the phone again, the young executive knew that what he was about to do would lose him two, possibly three, excellent SOLDIERs. But it was better than losing his entire military complex, and his life, over some arrogant professor's stupidity.

“Yes….. I need accounts set up for non-military employees… Three to be exact… Yes, that's correct, three… The first one is for Cloud Strife……. and the second is for Sephiroth… Valentine…. and the last one is for Zack….”

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It was nearly dark by the time the General reached his destination. He wished that he had brought Cloud here with him, it might have made this easier, but time was not something that was on their side. He had a bad feeling that something terrible was going to happen, and he wasn't going to wait around and do nothing—not when Cloud and his unborn child depended on him.

Sephiroth could see the Shin-Ra mansion from where he was stood, and looking just beyond a little way past it, towering up behind the mansion like a gigantic shadow, was Mount Nibel. Turning away, he looked for the building he wanted. He hurried forward.

His Mako green eyes lingered a moment on the multi-floored structure, before he quickly entered through the communal entrance, making his way through the many corridors and hallways, before knocking soundly on the door that he needed.

He heard the shuffle of small feet within, approaching slowly. He held his breath as the door was opened by a petite, blond haired woman….. with brilliant blue eyes.

By the smooth fair skin and warm smile the woman possessed, Sephiroth knew he'd come to the right person.

“May I help you, Sir?”

“Yes, I hope so. I'm… May I talk with you? It's about your son.”

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Almost fifty minutes later, Cloud's mother sat in stunned silence in her comfy armchair, opposite this silver haired stranger, this….General Sephiroth….as he told her things of her child's life she never dreamed about.

She'd had no word from her son in over two years. At first, he had written to her at least twice a month, but then the letters had slowly dried up….eventually stopping altogether. The very last one she'd received from him told her of how he'd had to re-take the SOLDIER exam, and was being re-assigned to medic detail for the time being.

All her letters to him after that remained unanswered. Some were even returned unopened.

“He did mention your name in his letters sometimes, something about having to spar against you in class. He seemed very pleased, very proud, that he was the one chosen to fight with you. But his letters never mentioned anything about any relationship he was having.

“Cloud has always been a quiet, shy boy…I thought his aloofness would deter people away from him. I never thought he would find love…..least of all with a male! And now you're telling me that he's pregnant………What in the world happened? I was told that there was no way possible for that to happen to him, not with the medication he'd been prescribed to take…..And I was promised that his treatment would continue while he was at ShinRa.”

“Mrs. Strife, please,” Sephiroth said, earnestly. “We need your help—what's done is done. I came here because I don't know the first thing about caring for someone who's pregnant, about taking care of someone who suddenly likes to eat ice-cream and pickles and….and ….FISH! And Cloud is still basically a child himself.”

“Then you should have thought about that before sleeping with my son, General.”

Sephiroth stared at the tiny woman; amazed at the tone of voice she had dared use against him. “Excuse me, but how was I to know that Cloud could conceive?”

“You're a General aren't you? Someone should have informed you. When Cloud left here, I gave him a copy of his medical records to take in with him—as required. The notes stated that as long as he continued with his male hormone treatments there was no chance of him getting pregnant! Cloud should have snuck a peek at them before handing them over…If he had, then perhaps this whole mess could have been avoided!”

Inwardly, Sephiroth was seething mad. Not only had this woman inadvertently given Hojo all the information he needed concerning Cloud's reproductive system, but she had expected Cloud to read the damn file. The boy had been fifteen years old when he'd joined! Eager to please, eager to do right, he would have never looked at the contents contained within the file he held.

Sephiroth took a deep breath…“You mean to say that you never told your son that he was a hermaphrodite?”

“I—I couldn't bring myself to…...I didn't think it mattered…..I thought that the army would talk to him about sex, about girls. It never crossed my mind that he would like… men!” She almost spat the word.

Getting up from her chair, she went over to a small bookshelf, her dainty fingers slowly tracing along the spines of the books, searching for a certain title. With a little `ah', she pulled out the one she had been seeking.

“Here General……. This should help you and my son,” she said, handling Sephiroth a book entitled: From Conception to Birth by Karyn Weiss.

“Thank you,” Sephiroth said sincerely, standing to take his leave. But he was motioned to sit back down. A perplexed look graced his flawless features as Cloud's mother patted him gently upon his arm, giving him a sweet smile.

Uh-oh!

“Since it was you that managed to get my son in the present condition he's in, I have to ask ….What do you plan on doing, now that you're about to become a father?”

Dealing with a civilian was a whole new experience for Sephiroth, specially a small, defenseless female civilian that was questioning his integrity. His first instinct was to say something scathing, to retaliate with one of those deep cutting remarks that he was so good at making.

He even thought for a moment about disregarding her question altogether. However, this was his lover's mother, and to upset her would ultimately lead to upsetting him.

Swallowing his pride and dignity, and managing to talk politely to her, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “What do you mean when you say, `plan on doing', Mrs. Strife?”

“I'm sure you're not a man without honor or principles, General. And neither is my son. He was brought up to be a good boy. Therefore,” she clasped her hands together in front of her.

“Since I'm to become a grandmother far sooner than anticipated, there is one thing that you could do for me.” Her pretty azure eyes went all starry—twinkling with such persuasion, that Sephiroth knew he would have a hard time trying to resist whatever dumb scheme she was attempting to involve him in.

NowI know where Cloud gets his irresistible charm from, he mused, as Mrs. Strife went into great detail about what she thought was the best plan for her son.

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Closing the door to his locker, Cloud pulled his vest down and fixed his shirt so that it concealed his expanding stomach better. He was heading out to the shooting range.

His finals were coming up soon, and even though he didn't think that he would be able to take the exam, due to the timing of when the baby might be born, he had promised himself that he'd do all that he could to bring up his marks.

Suddenly, and without any warning, Cloud found himself being thrown backwards against the lockers behind him. He fell awkwardly, landing on his rump, his arms spreading out wide to try and stop his fall.

Glancing up, he recognized the hulking build of Cadet Montgomery standing before him, his beefy arms folded across his chest, a sneer upon his face.

“Hey Strife…Thought I might find you alone in here.”

“What do you want, Monty?” Cloud spat, blatantly butchering the other's name.

He began to push himself up on his knees, but was instantly knocked back down from the force of a slap that struck him across the cheek—that was going to bruise!

“Get up….”

Cloud looked up at the bigger boy, his eyes narrowing in anger, glowing a vivid blue. “I would, but you'd just slap me down again….”

Montgomery's hands reached for him, grabbing his shirt and pulling him to his feet, shaking him like a rag doll. Cloud brought his knee up and straight into the other boy's groin. Unfortunately, he didn't get the desired result he'd been hoping for.

With a snarl of rage, Montgomery punched Cloud full in the face.

Once again, Cloud found himself sprawled out on the floor. His head felt as if it had exploded. Pain throbbed through his jaw, and blood poured from his nose. But Cloud wasn't too worried about that….that was something he could deal with. The broken bones were all ready slowly mending themselves back in place.

His main concern was with the smarting sensation that was shooting up his side.

Montgomery's blow had caused him to collide with a wooden bench that was in front of the lockers, and as he had fallen he had caught himself on the hard corner of it…..and something was telling him that damage had been done.

“You little prick! Think you're clever, eh….taking me on like that?”

Montgomery bent and grabbed a fistful of spiky blond hair, yanking Cloud's head forward, before slamming it back onto the floor.

Fresh pain sheared through Clouds skull, and he bit his lip in a bid to stop a cry from spilling out. Shocked and dazed, his vision blurred. Darkness was threatening to take over him.

“You never did give anyone else a chance, did you, Strife?” Montgomery hissed, still painfully holding the fistful of hair.

THWACK!

Blood rushed to Cloud's ears as Montgomery slammed his head again to the floor to emphasize his anger. Intense multi-colored dots danced across Cloud's dimming vision.

“The only one you've ever let fuck you, is the General…..But…..I got news for you…..Now, it's my turn!” He straddled the boy, pinning his small form beneath him, unknowingly putting pressure on Cloud's swelling abdomen and causing him to yelp loudly in pain.

“Aw….Are you hurting? Don't worry….. I'll soon make you feel good,” Montgomery sneered, leaning forward and grasping Clouds chin roughly with one hand, forcefully holding his head still, as he lowered towards him and crushed his lips in a brutalizing kiss.

Cloud fought back as much as he could, trying his best not to throw-up as he shook his head from side to side, his screams muffled by the suffocating mouth of the other boy. As soon as Montgomery released his hold, Cloud spat at him. It was the only thing left for him to do.

He was no damn toy! And he refused to be treated as one.

“Why are you so pissed Cloud?” Montgomery asked, wiping the spittle and blood off his face and clothing as if he were dusting off an insect.

“Face it…..the only reason you were allowed to join ShinRa in the first place is because you were gifted with such a pretty face! You fit the bill perfectly as the in-house slut. Nobody like you ever stood a chance at becoming a realSOLDIER. But it seems that you've been a bit too picky, only willing to spread your legs for our dear, precious, General. Who knows? He's even probably loaned you out to that fucker Zack. Has he Cloud? Has he loaned you out to that little second of his?” He laughed.

“It doesn't matter. You're mine now…. so let'ssee how wide you'll spread your legsfor me!”

“Get the fuck off me, you asshole,” Cloud shouted, hoping his fear didn't reveal itself in his voice. His heart was pounding in his chest, and all he kept hoping for was that someone…anyone…would come into the room and stop this.

Disregarding the obvious distress Cloud was in; Montgomery reached in to a pocket of his trousers, and pulled out a small vial. He held the tiny black bottle up in front of the frightened cadet's eyes, leaning in close to utter his next terrifying words.

“See this? It's poison….slow acting, but potentially fatal poison…..”

He smiled; a slow malicious smile that spread across his face. “And I have the only known bottle of antidote….in my room.”

Without thinking, Cloud head-butted him. Montgomery retaliated immediately, back-handing Cloud across the face, the big high school ring on the knuckle of one hand catching Cloud's mouth, splitting his lip wide open.

“Fucking, son-of-a-bitch! ..........You like to play rough, huh? Well, that's okay, because so do I,” Montgomery roared, pulling the stopper out of the bottle of poison. The demonic grin was back on his face. “Come on Cloudy…….Open wide for Daddy!”

Cloud bucked and kicked, trying desperately to dislodge Montgomery from him, knowing now that his life, his baby's life, was in danger. He flailed around helplessly, pinned to the floor by the weight of the bigger boy, terrified as he felt the others fingers near his mouth, prising open his lips, forcing the bottle between his teeth…. spilling the contents down his throat.

Cloud choked, and tried to cough it back out. But Montgomery clamped his jaws shut and held onto his nose, not releasing him until he knew that Cloud had swallowed the liquid.

Tears welled in Cloud's eyes, as he realized he had failed to protect his child. They were both going to die.

“Seph…….Sephiroth will k…kill you,” he stammered, all fight going out of his body.

“I don't think so…..The General is hardly going to let his reputation go down the drain because of some little whore, Strife, which is what you're going to be, by the time I've finished with you! He's not going to want you again….Ever!” Montgomery leaned down low over Clouds now passive body.

“You've got a choice to make now, sweetheart…..Do you want to stay here, and die a slow, painful death, or…….” he wickedly purred in Clouds ear, “Will you follow me quietly to my room?….Be a good boy and please me in whatever way I tell you to?…..And hope that you do well enough to earn the antidote?”

Cloud turned his head to one side, the tears spilling down his cheek. He had no choice. He had to go, and hope that Sephiroth would find him, before it was too late. He didn't want to think of the consequences if he couldn't get away.

Seeing the crushed look of acceptance on the smaller boy's face, Montgomery stood, and hauled Cloud's tiny frame up, holding on tightly to the back of his collar as he propelled him towards the door.

“Come on little slut……Let's go!”

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Exhausted wouldn't even begin to describe the way Sephiroth felt after arriving back at his quarters. His little cadet's mother was a force to be reckoned with. The short petite lady was without doubt, the most stubborn, if not persistent woman, he had ever met.

oOo Flashback oOo

She had manipulated him somehow into planning his wedding with Cloud in a matter of seconds, becoming overly excited when he had confessed to her that it was his intention before even coming to see her, to ask Cloud to marry him.

She was in her element, her blue eyes sparkling as she grabbed a pad and a pen, jotting down notes as fast as they came into her mind.

“Caterers? Mmmmm, maybe I can get Smithson's to do it for us…..I've heard they're pretty good, and quite reasonable too…..Now, flowers…”

She had smiled at the look on Sephiroth's face. “You have to have flowers. There are always flowers at a wedding!”

Sephiroth had opened his mouth to tell her that flowers were not acceptable as far as he was concerned, but she had looked up from her writing task and had thrown him by asking another question. “Rings! You do have rings do you not?”

“Uh… No. I wasn't sure about-”

“Cloud is not a huge fan of fancy things,least of all jewelry. If you can, please come backthis weekend, and we'llgo to the jewelers to shop for your wedding bands and engagement sets.”

Then the woman had scribbled some more.

What had he got himself into? Sephiroth pondered,for what seemed like the fiftieth thousandthtime since he had arrived.

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Sephiroth had left her apartment with his mind in a whirl, caught up in the woman's plans and schemes. It had all sounded so perfect while he was in there with her.

But now, back in his empty room, reality came back to him like a dose of cold water. Despite both their wishes, Cloud could still refuse to marry him!

Sighing heavily, Sephiroth sat and began to unbuckle the first of the belts above his right knee. He was planning on taking a long warm soothing bath, when loud banging began on his door. Someone was preventing him from unwinding.

Growling low in his throat, he stood up, a scowl on his face. `Whoever thatis, better have a damn good excusefor coming here' he thought. He guessed it might be Rufus….. After all, he was the only prick with balls enough to disturb his peace.

He headed for the door.

But Sephiroth hadn't even made it into the hallway, before his second in command rushed in. Sephiroth wasn't too surprised to see Zack when the door suddenly sprang open, after all, apart from Cloud, Zack was the only other person with the access code to gain entry to his quarters. What did startle Sephiroth though was the scared, panicked look on Zack's normally calm face.

“CLOUD?” Zack yelled immediately upon entering the apartment. Not noticing Sephiroth coming out of the lounge area, he ran in the opposite direction, headed straight for the bedroom. “CLOUD?”

Running straight back out when he found the blond wasn't in there. He crashed into Sephiroth's solid, unmoving body.

“Whoa…..Where's the fire, Zack?” Sephiroth joked, trying to get his friend to lighten up a bit.

“Seph? When did you… Never mind that now……Where's Cloud? Have you seen him?” Zack questioned urgently.

“No, not since this morning…… Why?” Sephiroth asked tersely. He was beginning to get a bad feeling.

Pulling nervously at his dark spiked hair, something he always did when he was nervous, Zack said, “His Gunnery Sergeant informed me that he didn't show up for Class, when he couldn't get in-touch with you. So, I went to his locker to see what the hold up was—Cloud wasn't there, but I found his rifle and gun bag a few feet from his locker.”

“Aannd?” Sephiroth coaxed, knowing that there was more, willing to beat it out of his friend if he didn't speak up.

Realizing what he was going to say next would upset Sephiroth, Zack took a deep breath. He didn't want to be the bearer of bad news, but the silver haired man needed to know.

“I'm sorry, Seph…..Blood was also found in the locker room…. splayed all over the bench and on the floor. I think……I think something bad has happened to Cloud.”

Not wanting to believe that his beloved was losing the baby, Sephiroth ran to the only place that could tell him exactly what had happened to his lover……The communication and surveillance room.

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Keys clanked together as they were thrown into a small dish on the coffee table. Light footsteps trod quietly down the hall and entered into the bedroom as a slender, well manicured hand removed the hair tie. Shoulder length black tresses were released from its holding.

Steady breathing was all that could be heard, as the lithe gentleman removed his suit jacket, tossing it casually over the back of a rocking chair, before sidling up against the small bed. The room had a distinct scent—fresh baby powder.

The tiny body in the bed was curled up fast asleep, little bunched fists on either side of his honey blond head, the sweet rosebud mouth somewhat opened to breath through, instead of his teeny nose.

No words could describe his son—the most precious gift that the child's father could have ever given him. And yet, it scared him to know he had to keep his child safe…….That people who knew about him would want to take him away…… which was why the father didn't know of his existence.

He turned when he heard the soft spoken voice of his friend call his name, “Tseng, how did it go?”

oOo TBC oOo

A/N: Oh, no! Montgomery's back and he's taken Cloud. What do you think is going to happen when Sephiroth and Zack find out that it was that jerk who took Cloud? Don't know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter.

Mitts & ArchNemesis

oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 13 oOoOo

“My hospitality isn't good enough for you, Strife?” Montgomery viciously spat.

“Fuck you, Monty!”

“The only one who's going to be doing the fucking is me, so you'd better get ready,” Montgomery told Cloud, licking him, one jaw to his neck then biting Cloud's creamy span of skin—hard.

Comprehension registered in overly bright cerulean orbs as Cloud held onto his scream.