Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Family ❯ Fall Out ( Chapter 21 )

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Family
Disclaimer: We do not own any characters of Final Fantasy. They are the property of Square Enix and Sony. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. We are letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

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N O T E S: I know I usually respond back to your reviews; however, the hour grows late for me in Southern Cal and I need some sleep. I promise this coming weekend that I will reply to everyone. Also, Mitts and I have to apologize once again for taking such an extremely long time to update. Go ahead and blame me. I lost the updated version twice and then I couldn't open any of the documents that Mitts sent to me. But now we got our act together. So, enjoy!

Special thanks to: reicheru_x, and to those who have read and didn't review thanks for reading thus far. We hope you enjoyed it.

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Chapter 21: Fall Out

Two naked bodies lay entwined on the large bed, the soft silk sheets bunched at their hips. A buzzing sound startled one of the sleeping figures, awakening him from his slumber.

His hand automatically reached out, his fingers fumbling around on the night table for the source of what had dragged him from his peaceful sleep, closing finally upon the source of the noise. Immediately upon flipping the cell phone open, a voice spoke out, desperately.

“Oh, thank goodness, Tseng! When are you coming back? Tsume wants youhome, and there's only so much I can do to keep the little guy entertained. Please hurry, Tseng.” —Click.

The female caller didn't bother waiting for a reply, she simply hung-up.

Snapping the cell phone shut, Rufus sat up in the bed, mindful not to disturb his still sleeping lover. He was wide awake now, after hearing Elena's plea for Tseng to come home. He understood, from her brief explanation, that someone else, besides her, wanted Tseng to return home.

In the background, during the short phone call, Rufus was fairly sure he had heard what he suspected to be a small child crying. But he wasn't a hundred percent certain. He had been, after all, still tottering in the sleep realm. But the call had managed to fuel his anger and jealousy, bringing up to the surface again the feelings he had first felt, when his long time lover had left him, nearly two years ago...

oOo Flashback oOo

“Why are you doing this to me, Tseng?”

“I'm sorry,Rufus, but I have a responsibility to someone else, other than you at this moment in time.”

“And this person is more important to you than I am?”Rufus demanded, barely containing his rage.

“Yes.”

“And you won't tell me the reason why, because of this person, you are taking such a long leave of absence?”

“If you must know, I need the time off because I'm expecting a child soon,”Tseng replied. “I'll be back to duty when time permits.”

And the leader of the Turks had simply turned, and left.

oOo End flashback oOo

Rufus had almost forgotten about that conversation with Tseng. But now, a simple phone call had brought it all crashing back to him, like a tsunami.

Tseng had left his apartment, and had covered any traces as to where he could be. After a time, Rufus had given up looking, and had decided to wait for his lover to come back when he was ready. Even Elena had vanished. Rufus hadn't realized at the time that he had approved of her leave of absence, which coincided with his lover's.

Eventually, Tseng did return back to active duty, a year and a half later—along with his female work partner.

The executive had taken the handsome Turk back, no questions asked. But now, a question was burning in the forefront of his mind: Why did Tseng decide to have a baby with some harlot? Had they not been happy together? It tore at him, to think of Tseng sleeping with a woman. Even worse, it broke his heart to know that Tseng had had a child, with Elena of all people.

It hurt Rufus to think that Tseng would go outside of their relationship to beget a child, and not tell him. And that was another thing that bothered Rufus. He'd had no idea whatsoever, that Tseng had wanted children! Not once had his dark haired lover ever mentioned such a thing.

Holding back a sigh, Rufus slipped from the bed, and went into the bathroom, still sulking and brooding upon Tseng's decision to have a baby without letting him know. He was not as opposed to having children as some might think. In fact, with this whole damn business of Cloud and Sephiroth occurring, Rufus had come to realize that he himself was the last of the Shin-Ra bloodline.

He should have had children years ago, but he couldn't bring himself to sleep with a woman just to have his family name continue. Besides, he needed a legitimate heir, and that meant he would have to marry the bitch in order for the child to inherit Shin-Ra's wealth.

The Board-of-Directors would not allow the scandal of a bastard child controlling the company.

Rufus was just relieved that the board hadn't hounded him yet about his lack of marriage prospects. Truth be told, the only one he had ever wanted to spend the rest of his life with, was Tseng. But Tseng was not a female, or a breeder for that matter. Rufus shivered at that implication, and thanked his lucky stars that the Turk didn't have to go to Hojo for any type of medical attention, which was one of the many reasons he was able to recruit Professor Gast back into the company's main payroll.

Gast was the healthcare provider to the Turks. Even now, Gast performed routine check-ups for his bodyguards at another medical location. And that was the way Rufus preferred to keep it.

Walking out of the bathroom, Rufus went straight to his wardrobe, automatically selecting a solid blue suit with black leather combat boots. He dressed quickly and quietly, and then he turned back to his bed to see Tseng still asleep, his long supple body barely covered by the soft, off-white silk sheet.

He allowed his eyes to follow the contours of the sleeping man's figure. He lingered on the sight of the perfectly toned thighs, the beautiful fullness and swell of the tight buttocks…..

Rufus turned away from the tempting sight.

The young executive left his suite on an important mission: To search for answers to his lover's infidelity.

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After Vincent's interference at the rock face, Sephiroth flew straight back to 7th Heaven to try and salvage his perilous relationship. The man might have been damn annoying, intruding on his peace…..but he had spoken words of wisdom. And Sephiroth realized he would be a fool to ignore them.

He carefully made his way to Cloud's room, making sure to be unobserved. The guests were still mingling about, and he didn't need any more lectures from well meaning friends. Through the walls, he could hear their mumblings, wondering if a ceremony was ever going to take place.

But that didn't matter to the General; only his pregnant lover and his state of well-being were of importance to him at this moment.

But he did have one important errand to run first…

Pushing open the bedroom door, he peeked inside. Cloud was asleep, curled up in the bed, his blond head tucked into the crook of an elbow. Stripping off his long black coat, Sephiroth settled in behind him, pulling the boy close to his body, wrapping his arms protectively around him, and stroking his fingers softly over the swelling lump of his stomach.

“Where were you?” The question was asked quietly, barely above a whisper. Even so, the sound of Cloud's voice surprised Sephiroth. He had thought for sure the little blond was fast asleep.

“I needed to clear my head.”

“Have you changed your mind, about marrying me, Seph?” Cloud asked. The worry in his shaky voice was evident. It melted Sephiroth's heart, and made him clutch the soft body that much closer.

“Never, Cloud.”

“Then why did you leave me? I needed you.”

“Your mother—”

Cloud pulled forcefully from his arms, breaking the contact with their bodies. He spun round, sitting up in the bed, pulling at the sheet and tucking it high around his chest and under his arms, like some sort of protective barrier. His beautiful face took on a countenance of anger.

“My mother is not the one who I want to wake up with, Seph. She is not the one who makes me smile when my day has been crappy. She is also not the one to comfort me when my nightmares won't go away—you are,” he paused for breath.

“Tell me now, Sephiroth, just what is going on with you?” His angry features softened, and he reached out a hand to tentatively touch the long silver strands of hair that framed the General's face.

“I'm pregnant with your child, Seph, and I need to know that you're not going to abandon us when your emotions get the better of you. And just so you know—I told my mother in no uncertain terms, that she was wrong to take over things the way she did. This is our wedding, not hers and she spoiled it.”

Silence followed, and for one awful moment, Cloud thought his lover was going to rise from the bed and leave him again. But then he felt hands upon him, turning him around so that he was once again enclosed within Sephiroth's tight embrace. Behind him, he felt Sephiroth trembling and shaking slightly.

Cloud became concerned. Was his strong, handsome partner crying? Could it really be? Was he sobbing for what he was about to say? Cloud's stomach churned up. He began to feel sick with the fear of Sephiroth rejecting him for good. He held his breath, and closed his eyes, hoping that if he made no movement, if he made no sound, Sephiroth wouldn't go….Sephiroth wouldn't say those traitorous words.

I'm leaving,Cloud, good-bye…

Cloud heard a sound come from the General, a sort of deep chortle, and he felt a slight rumble on his back, as Sephiroth, unable to contain himself any longer, emitted a full out laugh. Totally confused, Cloud twisted his head to look over his shoulder at his lover. Sephiroth was laughing so hard, he had tears running down his cheeks. Anger flew back into Cloud's face, and he couldn't help the heated words that spilled from his mouth.

“How dare you? How DARE you? I open my heart to you…I tell my mother of—umph!” Cloud was cut off by a deep kiss from Sephiroth. At first, he tried to resist, tried to stop the other man invading his mouth with his tongue.

But in the end, he conceded. Opening his lips, and closing his blue eyes, he let Sephiroth in, and wound his arms around his lover's neck, holding him as tightly as he was being held.

Eventually Sephiroth came up for air. The laughter he had uttered had been replaced with a beaming smile. “Come, my beautiful, fiery tempered little one. Dress…. I have a surprise for you,” he said, as he got off the bed and retrieved his coat from off the floor.

“Seph?” Cloud was puzzled at his lover's strange behavior. He gazed up at him expectantly, waiting for the General to explain himself. When no answer was forthcoming, Cloud untangled himself from the bed sheet, and made his way into the bathroom to find his clothes.

Once dressed, he reopened the bathroom door, and was amazed to see Zack and Aerith standing in his bedroom. They were stood talking quietly to another person that hadn't been there before he had left the room……the magistrate.

Sephiroth stepped forward and grabbed his hand, leading him over to the small intimate group. “I hope you don't mind, Cloud….This is the way I wanted our wedding to be. Just you and me…two witnesses….and a priest. Cloud?” Sephiroth hesitated. He looked down with uncertain emerald eyes into Cloud's large blue sparkly ones. “Cloud? …Would you…Do you…”

“YESSSSSSSS…….”

Fifteen minutes later, Cloud and Sephiroth were legally wed.

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The atmosphere in the buffet room returned to one of jollity, with plenty of back slapping and good natured bantering going on. Everyone seemed pleased to know that Sephiroth and Cloud had finally tied the knot, and congratulations were being issued to the happy couple.

Sephiroth made his way over to where Zack was leaning nonchalantly against the bar, and held out his hand towards his friend. The dark haired man took it, shaking it warmly.

“Zack, I can't thank you enough for getting the magistrate to come to Cloud's room at such short notice,” Sephiroth said, gripping the other man's hand in both of his.

“This wedding would never have been possible without your help.”

“Aw, come on, Seph,” Zack replied, a small blush coating his cheeks.

“That's what the best man's supposed to do, isn't it? Make sure things run smoothly. Mind you, when you first came back from wherever you had run off to, I wasn't sure what the fuck you were going to ask me to do….”

Aerith came up and Zack hugged her to him. “I'm just so pleased for you, Seph. Pleased that you've finally found someone you care for so much, and who cares for you just as much in return. It's a great feeling, isn't it?” He stooped and planted a kiss on the young girl's willing lips.

“Yes,” Sephiroth admitted, looking across the room and catching Cloud's eye. “It's the best feeling in the world.”

Although Mrs. Strife was clearly not amused at being unable to see her only child make his vows, she realized it was for the best—she had upset her son and Sephiroth too much as it was.

Now she would have to put all her efforts into making it up to them. After all, she didn't also want to be excluded from her forthcoming grandchild's life. So she pasted on a happy smile, and hugged each of them heartily in turn.

Tifa sat alone at one of the tables, fuming over the whole event. At least she hadn't had to bear witness to Cloud getting married. A part of her rejoiced at that. If she tried hard enough, she could convince herself that, seeing as how she hadn't witnessed her friend getting married that meant he wasn't really wed!

There was still hope for her yet…….

Sephiroth led his new spouse out onto the softly lit dance floor. The music was slow and enticing, encouraging couples to dance close together.

The guests stopped to stare at the exotic display of Sephiroth, swaying to the bewitching sounds of the tempo. He held Cloud in a possessive embrace, brushing his fingertips down his husband's sides, then sliding them back up, to trail them unhurriedly down Cloud's chest, eliciting a throaty moan from the blond.

The air around everyone was charged with sex, and it was coming from the newly wedded couple. Trying to dance next to them, Zack stumbled from the onslaught of arousal coming off the lovers. Never before had he felt that from them. He pressed his growing erection into Aerith's skirt, and felt her press herself back up against him. His breathing became laboured.

It wasn't just Zack and Aerith feeling the effect of the newly weds desire. Sweat had begun to bead across everyone's foreheads.

The temperature in the room must have been turned up, because everybody was looking slightly flushed and glassy eyed. Even opening the doors and windows wide open, and letting in the cool evening breeze, did little to dissipate the heat.

It was time to get Cloud and Sephiroth to their room—without delay. This was just what Zack managed to do, after some prizing apart of lips and joints. They seemed to be joined together at the hip. Finally though, the happily married couple were safely escorted to their room, where they were left to consummate their vows.

And downstairs, the reception carried on long into the night.

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The first place Rufus went in his search for information, was Tseng's own apartment, since it was the obvious place to start. He parked his car and eased his way out of the driver's seat. The area Tseng has chosen to live in didn't impress Rufus. It was far too…..quiet.

The occasional bark of a dog could be heard somewhere in the distance. Rufus glanced around the deserted street where he stood next to his car.

Approaching the building, he realized he hadn't been invited here in recent years. Tseng said he preferred making his way to Rufus' penthouse. And something else he just realised too…..Tseng never stayed the night, always leaving as soon as he knew Rufus was completely asleep. It had never bothered him before…but now, after the phone call.

Inserting his rarely used key in the lock to the apartment, Rufus opened the door, and walked in.

The hallway was clean and uncluttered, as always. Tseng prided himself on keeping his place of living neat and tidy. Rufus never bothered cleaning up his own home, since he had servants to do that for him. He had offered their services to Tseng, but the man had always refused his offer.

He said, “A little hard work never hurts, Rufus. You should try it some time and no working behind a desk all day calling the shots doesn't count.”

Rufus had thought it was just stubborn pride that stopped him from accepting his generosity……But now he thought, perhaps it was because his lover was trying to hide something…or someone!

Leaving the hallway, the executive walked into the lounge of the apartment then into the kitchen. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until he heard childish laughter coming from one of the bedrooms. He crept quietly towards the slightly open door.

“Auntie E'na, whens mommie comin' home?”

“I don't know, sweetheart. Soon.” Elena pulled the blankets up around the small child, tucking him in, and stooping down to kiss his forehead. Then, straightening up, she reached into her jacket for something.

Rufus didn't bat an eyelash when he found himself staring down the barrel of Elena's standard issued .9mm hand gun.

“Sir?” She was more surprised than he was.

“Elena,” Rufus replied coolly.

“I was not expecting you, sir,” she said, replacing the safety back on her weapon and returning it back to her shoulder gun holster. “Um, Tseng is out at the moment and I'm afraid I'm off duty…so….”

“I know where Tseng is. And you do too, so let's cut the crap shall we?” He delighted himself at seeing the blush tint her fair face. “I came here because I received a phone call in regards to—”

But before Rufus could finish his sentence, the front door banged opened—

“ELENA!”

Rufus smirked when he heard the muttered `oh, shit' from the female bodyguard, as Tseng came into the apartment, gun drawn.

“Rufus? What the hell are you doing here?”

Sliding up to his lover, inhaling his scent deeply, Rufus stared Tseng in the eyes, while the Turk lowered his gun.

“Why, Tseng….I just wanted to……”

Again the executive was cut off in mid sentence…..this time by an enthusiastic shout of, “MOMMY!”

oOo TBC oOo

A/N: Was that a lovely wedding or what? Let's give Mitts a round of applause for the fabulous celebration! It looks like things are heating up for Tseng. Does any one believe that Tseng is going to tell Rufus the truth? Don't know? Well, stay tuned for the next to find out.

Mitts & ArchNemesis

oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 22 oOoOo

“You shouldn't be here,” Vincent warned.

“I'm not leaving until I get an explanation,” Sephiroth snapped back.

The men were about to face-off until another voice stopped them from exchanging blows.

Stop…please….