Checkers: Jealousy
Title: Checkers: Jealousy
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII/Megaman X
Characters/pairings: Sephiroth/Zero
Rating: R
Summary: Sephiroth wasn't jealous. Really.
Warnings: Crack
Notes: Old writing, from way back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made) I suggest reading the explanation first.
o o o
Sephiroth glared at his reflection, hands tight on the edge of the marble countertop in the bathroom. Despite knowing that there was no way he could hear them, that they were worlds away from him, he heard them perfectly. He could hear the brunette's little gasps, the blond's low groans, the heated words and the rhythmic thud of the bed's headboard against the wall.
What is it about him that captivates you so?.
Oh, and Alucard. He could hear that smug bastard's voice, too.
"Jealous?"
"I'm not the one who's jealous here."
It wasn't unusual, seeing the fondness in Zero's eyes that meant he was thinking about X, his little blue friend. And it wasn't unusual to see that quirk in his lips that meant he was thinking about activities best suited to the bedroom. But seeing both at once.......
Zero had said he was going back home for a bit. Sephiroth went to Alucard.
"Me? Jealous of a little blue bug?"
"Do your fingers always twitch towards your sword when you talk about your blond friend and his toy or just tonight?"
"You're being ridiculous. Zero can fuck whoever he wants."
"You're a horrible liar, General."
Unconsciously, he leaned closer to the mirror, staring himself down, trying to ignore the memory of the vampire's voice, of his lips brushing against his ear as he spoke.
"You hate the fact that he's with that little friend of his, don't you? Why? I know it's not love. So what is it?"
"You're still being ridiculous."
"You're the one denying what's obvious."
"It's not jealousy." He whispered at his reflection. "It's not. It's...different."
Oh? What is it, then? Are you just mad that he wasn't there when you wanted sex? Did X insult your hair? What? Why are you so tense, and why is he on your mind? What did he do to you? Or what do you feel for him?"
Had Alucard even said all of that? He didn't know if it was memory or his own mind supplying the words. "There's nothing." He hissed. "Nothing is wrong."
You're angry at him, for some reason, and that blue boy has something to do with it. Why? What is it about the thought of the two of them together-
"Stop it."
-of Zero fucking his little friend-
"Shut up."
-making him moan the same way he makes you moan-
"It's not JEALOUSY!" He roared at his reflection. He stared at himself, searching his own eyes for an answer, hands white-knuckled on the edge of the counter, bruises spreading from the tips of his fingers.
What is it, then?
"He was mine first." Sephiroth whispered. "I taught him everything he knows and he was mine."
Not jealous. Possessive. He belongs to you, and X took him away...But he's NOT yours, he's his own.
"I know that, but..."
But that doesn't change how you feel, now does it? What will you do if he decides he likes X better, hm?
"He won't." He smiled, icy cold. "Whatever that boy does for him, it won't be enough. Like calls to like, and he'll return."
Are you sure about that?
"Yes." And he was sure, dead-sure, despite the cold, vampiric voice laughing in the back of his mind.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII/Megaman X
Characters/pairings: Sephiroth/Zero
Rating: R
Summary: Sephiroth wasn't jealous. Really.
Warnings: Crack
Notes: Old writing, from way back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made) I suggest reading the explanation first.
o o o
Sephiroth glared at his reflection, hands tight on the edge of the marble countertop in the bathroom. Despite knowing that there was no way he could hear them, that they were worlds away from him, he heard them perfectly. He could hear the brunette's little gasps, the blond's low groans, the heated words and the rhythmic thud of the bed's headboard against the wall.
What is it about him that captivates you so?.
Oh, and Alucard. He could hear that smug bastard's voice, too.
"Jealous?"
"I'm not the one who's jealous here."
It wasn't unusual, seeing the fondness in Zero's eyes that meant he was thinking about X, his little blue friend. And it wasn't unusual to see that quirk in his lips that meant he was thinking about activities best suited to the bedroom. But seeing both at once.......
Zero had said he was going back home for a bit. Sephiroth went to Alucard.
"Me? Jealous of a little blue bug?"
"Do your fingers always twitch towards your sword when you talk about your blond friend and his toy or just tonight?"
"You're being ridiculous. Zero can fuck whoever he wants."
"You're a horrible liar, General."
Unconsciously, he leaned closer to the mirror, staring himself down, trying to ignore the memory of the vampire's voice, of his lips brushing against his ear as he spoke.
"You hate the fact that he's with that little friend of his, don't you? Why? I know it's not love. So what is it?"
"You're still being ridiculous."
"You're the one denying what's obvious."
"It's not jealousy." He whispered at his reflection. "It's not. It's...different."
Oh? What is it, then? Are you just mad that he wasn't there when you wanted sex? Did X insult your hair? What? Why are you so tense, and why is he on your mind? What did he do to you? Or what do you feel for him?"
Had Alucard even said all of that? He didn't know if it was memory or his own mind supplying the words. "There's nothing." He hissed. "Nothing is wrong."
You're angry at him, for some reason, and that blue boy has something to do with it. Why? What is it about the thought of the two of them together-
"Stop it."
-of Zero fucking his little friend-
"Shut up."
-making him moan the same way he makes you moan-
"It's not JEALOUSY!" He roared at his reflection. He stared at himself, searching his own eyes for an answer, hands white-knuckled on the edge of the counter, bruises spreading from the tips of his fingers.
What is it, then?
"He was mine first." Sephiroth whispered. "I taught him everything he knows and he was mine."
Not jealous. Possessive. He belongs to you, and X took him away...But he's NOT yours, he's his own.
"I know that, but..."
But that doesn't change how you feel, now does it? What will you do if he decides he likes X better, hm?
"He won't." He smiled, icy cold. "Whatever that boy does for him, it won't be enough. Like calls to like, and he'll return."
Are you sure about that?
"Yes." And he was sure, dead-sure, despite the cold, vampiric voice laughing in the back of his mind.