Disclaimer I don't own and if I did, well…I'll leave that up for those who have the imagination.
AN: I started writing this before the movie came out (sure, I know it took forever for me to post it and all, but hey) And I never got around to actually including the movie in and then Dirge of Cerberus came out and yeah…
Warnings: Male preg, so you know right away, which also leads to yaoi, or slash or male on male for those who don't know. Mention of child abuse, and might show some. May contain limes or lemons…we'll see if I like lemonade or not.
Vincent ran, barely out of breath, though he could hear his pursuers panting harshly, easily pointing out which smoked and which were out of shape.
They were once his friends, but not anymore. He needed to not only protect himself, but also the secret as to where none other then Cloud Strife was hiding, the blond having deserted them all after the Meteor's fall.
Only Vincent knew why their blond leader left to go into hiding and he wasn't about to help or tell anyone where to find him, even if it meant he'd be hunted down himself.
"You can't run forever, Valentine!" came the little ninja's shout.
The man rolled his eyes. Like if she'd ever be able to catch up anyways, even if he hadn't been used for Hojo's twisted pleasures. After all, Turk habits die hard, especially the paranoia part.
He sighed in relief as he saw the end of the forest not too far in front of him. He'd be able to escape by the cliff there, unless they decided to kill him by throwing weapons or shooting at him.
Once at the cliff, he stood on the edge and looked back. Red XIII was the first to come out, followed by Yuffie, Tifa, Cid and then Barrett.
"Vincent, please tell us where Cloud is. He needs our help," pleaded Tifa.
"No. He is fine where he is. He does not need any of your 'help', as you call it," said coolly Vincent.
"He needs me!" she exclaimed back, losing patience.
Vincent gave a small shake of his head. He noticed the sun was slowly setting. He looked over his shoulder, about to turn around when he noticed Barrett take a menacing step forward.
"Tell us where he's at fool, or I'll blow you a new one," growled the dark skinned man, holding up his gun arm.
"Nothing you do will make me tell you, give up and just forget about us."
He took a step back and fell over the edge.
"Vincent!" screamed Cid in fear, running forward.
Just as he got to the edge, Chaos came flying up, scaring him, which made him fall backwards. Barrett took aim to shoot, but Tifa stopped him.
"Let him go. We'll find Cloud on our own."
They all left, except for Cid who sat down and just looked at the valley, slowly darkening itself as the sun kept on falling.
Everyone was now living peacefully, Meteor and Shinra's threats all in the past. It had been seventeen years since all of that, so the new generation was slowly coming closer to adulthood, free of all fears.
It was the same in the small village of Kalm, though this one had expended since Midgar's destruction, the new one not too far away and now named Neo-Midgar.
So it wasn't too hard to guess when someone new moved in. The truck stopped in front of a house on the outskirt, a big old one with white paint peeling off, but it was still in good shape.
A tall man stepped out of the driver's side, a teen from the passenger's. The neighbours looked through their windows and most women were almost drooling at the beauty and manliness of the two strangers.
The older man, presumably the father, was very tall and his posture spoke of command and authority, short silver hair looking like silk as the wind passed through it.
The teenager, clearly the son, was a bit smaller than his father, pale blond hair pulled back into a ponytail at the neck and stood with ease and grace, a person not too worried about much.
Both had green eyes that seemed to shine or reflect the sun, making them seem utterly.
People's attention was soon diverted as a car pulled up to the truck, a blond woman coming out of the driver's seat. She then helped a four years old little boy out and picked up a two years old, both having the same hair color as the teenager only a few feet away.
They started to move stuff inside after the man and woman had a small talk, her going with the two little boys to sit on the front lawn and eat a small snack while both the man and the teen unpacked.
A brave neighbour came out of his house and moved over to them, the man stopping as he noticed the company.
"Hello there. I was wondering if you needed a bit of help, seeing as you have a lot to unload," said gently the neighbour.
The man looked at him a second before looking at his son, which was taking out a huge box out of the truck.
"It would be…appreciated," finally agreed the man, voice quite deep, holding knowledge and patience in it. "You just need to put everything in the living room."
"Alright. I'm George Dusken. I live two houses down across the street."
"Seth Black, pleasure to meet you."
They shook hands and George noticed that Seth wore gloves. In fact, he wore clothes completely in black. The teen passed by and nodded to George, small smile constantly on his lips.
Halfway done, the four years old little boy ran over and hugged Seth's leg.
"Daddy! Play with me!"
"Not now, Keenen. Go play with your mother for a while."
"No! Play with me!"
Seth looked down sternly at the boy, whose eyes looked up innocently. Keenen pouted and went back to his mother, looking about to cry.
"Aww, c'mon dad, you didn't need to make him cry," chuckled the teen.
"Shut it, Storm. I don't need to hear this from you right now."
George could see that both were smiling, so he understood they were simply teasing each other.
"Seth, I'll head in and start opening boxes. Storm will take them to the proper rooms."
"Of course. Just make sure not to step over Keenen or Zakiel."
His wife glared at him.
"I'm not blind, unlike you."
Seth smirked as he watched her go inside. Storm rolled his eyes and followed her, picking up Keenen on the way, Zakiel in his mother's arms.
"Quite the woman, she seems to be," said George.
"Very much, but I wouldn't love her any other way."
"What is her name?"
"Claudia. Her mother loved older names that people don't use anymore."
They soon finished unloading the truck and George left, Seth thanking him.
Claudia sat down on her bed and pulled off her shoes, sighing in relief as her feet were free. Seth walked in only a second later, stretching his arms over his head.
"Tired?" asked with a smile Claudia.
"Not really. I'll need to go do a long training session tomorrow."
"Hmm, sounds fun," she purred.
Seth raised a brow and moved between his wife's legs. He bent down and kissed her lips. They kissed for a few seconds before Claudia pulled Seth down over her body, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Goddamn it Cloud, the things you make me feel," he growled as he pulled back from the kiss, panting.
"You can't blame it all on me, Sephiroth. You're the only one who's ever made me feel anything genuine. Hmm," 'she' moaned as 'Seth' kissed 'her' neck, biting and licking.
Just as they were about to kiss again, the door opened.
"Daddy! Help me!" cried Keenen, pouting and rubbing at his eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a sigh, getting up to let his 'wife' go and change in the adjoining bathroom.
"I can't find Wolfy!" exclaimed the boy.
'Seth' rolled his eyes, wondering how a chocobo plushy could end up being named Wolfy.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," he told his 'wife', following his son out.
"Make sure not to wake up Zakiel," warned 'Claudia'.
Sighing, 'she' stripped of 'her' dress and looked at 'herself' in the mirror. It was how 'Seth' found 'her', in 'her' glorious nudity. He smiled gently. Who would have ever thought the big evil and the saviour of the Planet would end up together and having a family?
"Stop looking at me like that, Sephiroth. I hate being stared at, and you know it."
"You'd get stared at even more if you wore your old clothes and one of our sons called you 'mommy' in a crowd, my beloved Cloud," teased Sephiroth.
"I don't mind the cross-dressing, it's the staring. Shall we take a shower?"
Cloud started the shower as Sephiroth striped, entering the shower a second later after Cloud. The blond leaned back, relaxing as Sephiroth held him from behind.
"Want me to wash you?" chuckled the older man into Cloud's ear.
"Only if you take me," purred the blond.
Sephiroth's cock hardened almost immediately. He loved it when Cloud got like this.
"Spread your legs for me," he growled, squeezing liquid soap into his hand.
Cloud placed his hands against the wall and opened his legs, leaning slightly forward to give Sephiroth even more of an invitation. And the invitation Sephiroth did take.
AN hope you enjoyed and tell me what you think, and no worries. I'm not afraid to get burned. BTW, if you see any mistakes, tell me please!