|Skeren Dreamera (skeren) wrote in 10_rpscenes,|
@ 2008-01-25 21:42:00
Touch and Go - Sephiroth/Zack
Title: Touch and Go
Authors: icedark_elf and skeren
Characters: Zack Fair and Sephiroth
Fandom: Final Fantasy Seven
Theme Set: HW1
Theme: Vital Signs 48
Warnings and Notes: Mentions of not so good sexual things. Hayes and Hendriks again.
Hojo: *looks over the various reports and quirks an eyebrow. Curious. Sends a note to Sephiroth to come to his lab.*
Sephiroth: ::takes the message brought to him, then scowls at it. Fine. Clearing his expression, he got up and made sure to leave anything he didn't want as temptation in a secure place before heading up::
Hojo: *is waiting patiently, pulling out the things he would need for the exam, looking up when Sephiroth arrives.* Excellent, you're here. Sit, I want to look you over.
Sephiroth: Why? ::gives him an irked look, but does move to settle himself, back straight and practically emanating his displeasure::
Hojo: I have it noted you went to Costa del Sol. That place has a rather disgusting reputation, and I would prefer you remain uncontaminated. *sets to a regular exam, first checking his eyes, temperature, and such.* I am amazed that you were willing to go. Why did you do so?
Sephiroth: Orders. ::his tone more that plainly added the 'obviously' to that.:: I am not contaminated. ::tone falls to horribly bored::
Hojo: Did you make contact with the water? People breed in that water. *takes some blood* I'm surprised that they issued those. Even with what that SOLDIER did for them. *is absently jotting down notes, careful to conceal his interest in Sephiroth's reactions. This was the first time Sephiroth had shown interest in anyone.* What did you do during your time there? Something productive, I hope.
Sephiroth: At one point, though only my clothing. Yes, I am fully aware. ::jaw clenches just the tiniest bit:: And I read. I went through the library.
Hojo: *nods* Find anything that interested you? It is good you are showing signs of interest. *Sephiroth was his project, true, but Hojo was still his parent. Did want the boy to find something to pass the time until he could go meet his mother.* Your companion is due in for his checkup soon. Do you require me to check for any diseases?
Sephiroth: ::blinks once, then twice, and turns his head to stare at him::
Hojo: *sets the blood samples to the side. Hmm. Had brought it here since he had read the original report of Sephiroth's departure. Where was it?*
Sephiroth: ::stares at him for another long moment before turning his gaze firmly to the wall. Agh:: That is not necessary.
Hojo: *small laugh* Are you certain, child? *ah, there it was. Collects the book, then hands it to Sephiroth* I've heard his reputation.
Sephiroth: ::turns his gaze down to the book. Blinks. Rereads the title. Cautiously checks inside to see... yes it was. Closes it with a snap:: Why do you think I need this?!
Hojo: *quirks a brow* As I said, I know his reputation. And how he got the orders for your trip. I would prefer you had some knowledge before going into this.
Sephiroth: ...... ::turns his gaze to him and slowly shakes his head:: His reputation is, firstly, quite unfounded, and secondly, -I do not need this.-
Hojo: Take it anyway. *steady look at him.* For...later. *small smirk* And how would you know his reputation is unfounded, hmm?
Sephiroth: I can tell who is on him, if anyone, thank you. And I have no intention of engaging in procreative matters. At all.
Hojo: It's hardly procreative when you are both male. And you pay that close of attention to his scent? *curious look, jotting down another note*
Sephiroth: ::twitches a little:: Fine, sexual matters at all. It's disgusting.
Hojo: *amused sound* You will change your mind eventually. So, is he the only one you pay that much attention to, scent wise?
Sephiroth: Why would I change my mind? ::gives him a vaguely horrified look::
Hojo: *just quirks a brow* You can go now. *hmm. Interesting. Makes a mental note. It was good his child was starting to show more interest in his surroundings, but surely he could come up with a better target. Maybe Hojo should help...adjust his focus.*
Sephiroth: ::scowls at him, then pointedly puts down the book before leaving. He didn't need -that-::
Hojo: *is already making notes in his head. Had someone he could speak with that might be able to help with this situation....*
Hendriks: ::couldn't leave the kid at his own place, sure and the hell wasn't taking his way too drunk ass back to theirs, but, um:: Is this really a good idea?
Hayes: *shrugs* It sounded like one. Couldn't leave him back there. He broke that guy's arm. *shifts his grip as Zack almost fell tripping over nothing.* I want to know what the hell the kid drank to get like this.
Hendriks: You're not the only one. ::grimacing, he looked sideways at the kid, then shook his head. Okay, they were here. Steeling himself, he moved forward a bit to bang on the door::
Sephiroth: ::Had been in his kitchen, and pauses midmotion as he hears the sound. He glanced at the clock. What could possibly be important enough to disturb him at this hour? Frowning, he moved to the door, pulling it open with a narrowed eyed glare once the locks were turned::
Hayes: *pauses, then grin brightly* Present for you, Sir. *shifts Zack some*
Sephiroth: ::drops his gaze to Zack and frowns deeply:: What did you do to him?
Hendriks: We just found him and brought him over, honest!
Hayes: He's a bit...off. *lets go and watches Zack stagger, swinging a bit around Hendriks, who still had a hold of him* We couldn't leave him alone like that. *coughs* Especially not at that bar.
Sephiroth: ::peers down at Zack with a frown:: Explain.
Hendriks: Overly friendly admirer. Sir. ::lets go of Zack with a nudge towards the General:: Not sure how he got that sloshed, but it was when we weren't seeing him.
Zack: *smacks into Seph and bounces off, starting to slide for the floor backwards. Ow. Limbs work now, yes please?*
Hayes: *just watches a bit* Not sure if the guy is so much an admirer now. Our little drunk boy broke his arm. Not sure he was pleased with the hands. *nods*
Seph: ::snags his shirt with one hand, though doesn't make any other effort to catch him:: What exactly did the man do?
Hendriks: Not really sure, but Zack still had his pants almost completely in place, so he didn't get far.
Hayes: Bet the man isn't happy. *nods* Still wanna know what he was drinking. Just had beer last I saw. *shrugs, watching Zack twitch a bit, his only support Seph's grip on his shirt* He makes me think of a fish.
Zack: *whines, still not sure what was going on, but not liking this at all. Smacks some at the thing snagging him. Noooo more touchy please.*
Sephiroth: ::frowns:: Hm. ::steps back into his rooms and closes the door, flipping the locks before hefting Zack up a bit better with his other hand on his arm.:: Cease.
Zack: *whines a bit, trying to focus. Knew that voice.*
Hayes: Y'know, hope the General doesn't decide to be super friendly now, too. *nods*
Hendriks: Well it's too late to worry about that -now-. ::rolls his eyes, then turns and heads back for the elevator::
Hayes: Okay. *nods and follows* Been a fun night, though. Besides, maybe do them both good?
Hendriks: Maybe ::pauses:: Actually, just shut up about it, not what I need to be thinking about right now either. ::just heads into the elevator. He needed a nap damn it.::
Hayes: *chuckles. Ah, liked that reaction. It was funny.*
Sephiroth: ::leans in slightly and just frowns at him:: Cease I said. ::wrinkles his nose a little at the scent, but focuses around the alcohol anyway, that wasn't what he was trying to pin down::
Zack: *goes quiet, blinking dazed eyes at him. Oooh, shiny hair. Pats at it.*
Sephiroth: ::twitches a little:: No. ::frowns at his hand:: Don't do that while you still are so.... fragrant. ::feeling fairly confident he had the smells, one too subtle to pin, but the person who had had the contact... he'd remember that one, he headed for the bathroom with him::
Zack: *whines a bit, pulling his hand back and trying to tug away. Gah! Stupid body wouldn't listen right. Didn't like this.*
Sephiroth: ::frowns at him more and sits him on the counter once in the bathroom, setting about stripping him:: Quit that, I didn't hurt you.
Zack: *someone at his clothes again. Nope! Flails, trying to focus enough to get the hands off now, yes. No more hands.*
Sephiroth: ::sighs:: Zack. ::flicks his nose:: Stop.
Zack: *wait, knows that voice? Blinks, rubbing at his eyes some while flinching away from attack on nose. Ow. Fooooocus now, would be good. Shiny...still shiny hair.* Seph? *look, got a word out! Pleased. Still confused.*
Sephiroth: Sephiroth. Good enough I suppose. Now, stop fussing and let me strip these off you so that you can get clean. ::small glare:: You do what to be clean, don't you?
Zack: No more hands.... *shakes his head, then stops as the whole world slides to the side*
Sephiroth: Oh yes, because you can strip yourself so deftly right now. ::releases him:: Strip then.
Zack: *continues to slide. Ow. Head hurt more now. More dazed blinking. Didn't like. Didn't like at -all-.*
Sephiroth: ::tilts his head to look him in the face:: Will you stop fussing now?
Zack: *is just quiet for a moment. Ooooow. Attempts to sit up* Not work....
Sephiroth: I think you're drugged. Congratulations. ::leaves him to his twitching and crouches to get the boots off. Agh, he had to be a pain::
Zack: *is just quiet. Drugged?*
Sephiroth: ::drops the boots outside the open door, then moves to get his pants undone::
Zack: *dazed blink at him, not fighting this time. Still confused, but Seph was...sorta good, yes?*
Sephiroth: ::moves up from the pants and rights him to take off the shirt::
Zack: *confused noise* What?
Sephiroth: What to what?
Zack: *is confused, and just blinks at him, swaying some*
Sephiroth: ::shakes his head, then pulls him off the counter to divest him of the pants::
Zack: *holds still. Okay, was Seph. Not so bad, right? Leeeeeans against the counter behind him, as his balance was all fucked up*
Sephiroth: ::once he had him stripped, he went and deposited him on the shower floor. Eyeing his clothes, he took off the shirt he'd been wearing and leaned in to turn on the water::
Zack: *startled yelp. Ack! Looks up at wet.*
Sephiroth: ::just runs the water over him, stepping back to get a tie for his hair and tying it back before collecting a washcloth and leaning in to fiddle with the water temperature::
Zack: *whines at the water that went from really cold to really warm before Seph started messing with it. Oh, hello wall. Helping stay up?*
Sephiroth: ::gets the water to a proper temperature, then reaches for the shampoo and soap, putting them on the base of the shower by Zack, then reaching to tug him firmly under the water::
Zack: *blinks up into the water, hissing slightly as it got into his eyes, then looking mournfully at Seph* Seph. Weeeeet.
Sephiroth: Yes. ::opens the shampoo and scrubs at his hair with that hand, the other keeping him upright.::
Zack: Why? *head rocking back and forth under the scrubbing. That was interesting. Hadn't done that before.*
Sephiroth: Because you're being cleaned ::gets the hair well sudsy, then switches hands to put the unsoaped one over his eyes and pulls him back under the water::
Zack: *was getting ready to ask something else, but starts to gag on water. Icky water!*
Sephiroth: Close your mouth while I'm rinsing. Close your eyes too. ::moves the hand on his eyes to scrub at his hair to make sure all the soap was out of it::
Zack: *obeys, making a pathetic noise in his throat. That was icky water. Even moreso than normal.*
Sephiroth: ::tips him back against the wall and collects the washcloth, wetting it and putting soap on it, starting at his neck with the scrubbing::
Zack: *blinks his eyes open, and watches him* What...?
Sephiroth: ::scrubs a bit more at a spot and growls. It wasn't coming off. Damn. Moves away from it, up to run the cloth over his face, then behind his ears and such before moving to his shoulders:: What what?
Zack: *makes a spitty sound. Soap in mouth. Ew.* What the scrubby for?
Sephiroth: ::just continues the steady progression over him with the washcloth:: You're dirty.
Zack: Heeeeey! *pries his eyes open to glare at Seph* Just tooka shower 'fore going out.
Sephiroth: You got thing on you since then. ::pulls him under the water to rinse his face::
Zack: *splutters again. More water. No fair. Stop attacking with water.*
Sephiroth: ::makes sure the soap is away from there, then pulls him from the spray and rinses the cloth before adding fresh soap and continuing from where he was just at::
Zack: *shifts a bit* Lots of hands. *nods, having vague recollections of earlier*
Sephiroth: I'm scrubbing them off ::twists him around so he's leaning his stomach over the tub edge and starts on his back::
Zack: *blinks at the sudden skin in front of his nose. What? Pokes at it with his finger*
Sephiroth: ::pauses, then eases back and takes his hand, scrubbing it to the wrist on both sides, then doing the same to the other one as well before returning to his former position::
Zack: *shakes his fingers, then pokes at the skin more. Cool, it got odd reactions.*
Sephiroth: ::twitches a little, but ignores him this time, leaning up a bit on his knees to get lower on his back::
Zack: *pokes again. Hehehehe*
Sephiroth: ::just twitches more and ignores it. He was cleaning. Hrm. Shoves him under the water::
Zack: *makes a new whining sound. Heeeeey, no fair.*
Sephiroth: ::waits until he's rinsed, again refreshes the cloth, then directs him over so he could start at the bottom::
Zack: *yelps as his head connected with tile* See~eph.... *looks at him with bewildered eyes. What did he do wrong?*
Sephiroth: Yes? ::scrubs his way quickly up to the thigh of one leg, then releases it to start up the other. He was getting a bit wet, but ignores it::
Zack: *is just looking at him, confused and not sure what had gotten him knocked over*
Sephiroth: You had something you wanted to say? ::rinses the cloth once he hits thigh, then works on getting the last of him cleaned off:::
Zack: *is going to say something, and sits up slightly* Don't feel so good.... *oh, hello darkness. Naptime now, yes.*
Sephiroth: ..... ::look in the direction of the dull thud. Ah. Finishes washing him, then sets about rinsing him off before turning off the water and dragging him out to sit beside it. Getting up to get something to clean his mouth, he crouched over him to get that out of the way, leaning him over the bathtub edge so he wouldn't drown. After trying his best to make sure he's rinsed, and grimacing at the fact that he doubtlessly missed something, sets to drying him. That was good enough apparently. He'd just make sure he re-brushed his teeth in the morning. Dresses him as well as he could once he was done with that, then dumps him on the couch ad tosses a blanket over him. Now then, to destroying the man's clothes and getting back to making his dinner.::