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[SC] Ten Years Ahead [Genesis + Clovis]

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

It had been about a year or so since Genesis disappeared with Vergil. Genesis couldn't tell. He had stopped watching the time since his Meister had gone away from him. With a mission ending in failure, he couldn't bring himself to return to Shibusen, seeing that it was a losing battle.

Yet, he did see Vergil while he roamed. And it was then he decided that it was time to see what he could do in the war once more.

He thought about who to see first there on the other side. He didn't want to see Date again just yet as it wasn't sure if he was really going to contribute to the battle on Shibusen's side once more. Near, to him, was a little more like a business partner than a trusted friend most of the time. Which... perhaps left only one person.

Clovis.

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Clovis laughed softly to himself before returning to eating. Really, it was starting to feel like Genesis never left and that this was how it always was between them. That warm and safe feeling; he sighed softly to himself and thought that even if it was a childish thought that it really did feel like nothing could hurt him at this moment.

"Eh?" The bread hung from his mouth before he took hold of it again a few seconds later when he turned to stare at Genesis. Surprised at what he had said. "But I ... I don't know what they are." Even if it was a joke, it was also the truth.

"That's why we need to explore," Genesis said, the smirk on his face now full on as compared to past times when he'd play his expression down, if only so Clovis wouldn't think him a deviant or some kind of undesirable company.

"We'll explore together. Both you and me. I'm certain that there are some parts of me I have yet to realize, too."

He reached over to the tray to pick up the other piece of bread for himself.

"We need to..." Those little thoughts were coming back to him. The door which he had closed for years opened just a little more as he returned to his small meal quietly thinking. Barely noticing that he had finished until he bit hard on the tips of his fingers. "Ow!"

Realizing his silence would give the wrong impression, he turned to Genesis to explain. "I was just thinking on those different sides of myself. I suppose that I should want to share all of them with you." A beat. "No, I should. But I was wondering where to begin. Do I tell you of my thoughts?" His injured finger went into his mouth to lightly suck on while he waited for his love's reply.

"To be honest, I would rather be able to watch these different sides of you unfold before me... like a story I have yet to read," at that, he took Clovis' hand, bringing the bruised fingertips to his own mouth to kiss. With his lips still pressed to the skin, his eyes shifted up, watching Clovis' face, needing to see his reaction to the kiss.

"Although being friends for so long already, I believe there truly are things that only you will show to a beloved."

It was not so much allowed Genesis to take his hand as curious what it was that he would do, especially after what he said. He did dislike the warming that he felt across his face -- still, it was something innocent and sweet for Genesis to just kiss his injured hand. He smiled softly, kindly. Yes, he will take away all my pain, all the things that I am afraid of still.

It was a terrible sort of reaction after the thought. Tears starting to fall. How many times would he cry over how happy he was? He didn't want to give the wrong impression, but it seemed like at the moment, it couldn't be helped. His head did lift a little as a thought came to him, leaning close he did have to ask. "You're right. There are only things that I want to show you." The smile stayed despite his crying. "Like the sort of weak and emotional creature that I still am."

"To be honest... sometimes I wonder why you do trust me so much with these tears of yours." Genesis pressed his lips to this beloved's eyes then.

"It's not that they bother me but... I honestly do wonder why... why do I make you feel so safe like this, when I have done nothing but violence in my own world."

And these two are taken away. That sort of warmth grew in his chest, tightening his throat just a little at how much he loved Genesis. Clovis lightly shook his head, not wanting the other to see himself in that manner. "You only showed me that gentle side of you. You only showed me someone that was like me, who wanted to look for someone to trust and believe in. Someone who would be willing and able to show weakness to without being ridiculed for it."

His hands settled over his own heart then. "I feel safe because I know that you will protect me from those things that I'm afraid of. You'll protect me from my weaknesses and help me to be strong." He smiled softly, and laughed a little, even as he raised his hands to brush away a few tears that had slipped down his chin. "I feel feel safe because I love you. It's really that simple, I suppose."

A pause as he leaned forward to bump his forehead lightly against Genesis's. "So, don't go away. Don't leave me. I don't know what will become of me, if you do."

"Clovis..."

All this time, ever since he rose from his rest, Clovis' words to him were nothing but that of sheer love for him. All the more now, Genesis' heart beat loudly in his chest, wanting to keep the Prince close-- to grant him that protection that he believed only he could give. He brushed his lips against Clovis' forehead, over a tear's wet trail and finally against his lips with utmost tenderness.

"All these thing you believe of me... they surprise me. I've never been this loved in my entire life."

"I don't know why you're surprised." Surely, surely, other people had told you these things. Still, he could not help but copy the same tenderness -- lightly pressing soft kisses against his cheek and lips. Stopping only to smile happily to himself. His hand covering his mouth to hide it just barely with the tips of his fingers.

"Still, I'm happy to be the first to say it. I'm happy to be the first person to love you like this." He leaned forward a little to look at him, observe him a little more. I don't even want to forget. "In all honesty, I feel like I am on my honeymoon. The sort of feelings I think I would have at that time. I wonder if it is selfish of me to be this happy?"

"But isn't this a kind of honeymoon? After all... we're... each other's now. We have our vows. I, too, feel immensely happy now-- right here, with you in my arms, rather distracted from our eating," Genesis beams, his arms moving to cradle Clovis closer.

"Would you feed me? If I had to feed myself, I would need to let go of you, which I wouldn't want to do."

"I wouldn't mind feeding you, actually." Of course, he could not keep the surprise from his face at the request. It was a problem -- how he could not keep his hands away from Genesis. He covered his mouth to hide both smile and laugh. "Though, I wonder if I should feel just a little bit bad for being such a distraction to you."

His hands came to rest on either side of his own face, allowing for an expression of mock sorrow. "While feeding you is fine, I wonder how I will be able to carry on the day after this if I cannot have you holding me. I don't suppose that it will go very well for me, or you."

"Well then, I believe I wouldn't have any other choice but to keep finding ways to hold you close at every moment I can get," Genesis laughed leaning in for a moment to press a pleased, playful kiss to the hollow of Clovis' throat.

Clovis did suddenly become shy once more, after the kiss. He did reach out to grab the tray which he had brought before he forgot. It was interesting to go about the motions to feed Genesis. Reminding him briefly of when Bartley would do so when he was a child and too sick to eat on his own.

"And at night." He did ask, almost hesitantly, as he offered the spoonful of soup to Genesis. "Will this now be your room, too?"

As the soup was offered to him, Genesis downed it gratefully, glad to finally feel some food in his system. While he was strong enough to keep Clovis in his arms, not having decent food in such a long time made his body yearn for every bit of nutrition in their simple meal.

As Clovis asked his question, though, Genesis couldn't help but feel a strange warmth come over him. Sharing a bed with Clovis at night-- a place where he finally belonged. He couldn't ask for anything more.

"Yes. Yes, it will be. I will live with you."

With every spoonful offered, he felt the desire to wrap his arms around Genesis. It was followed shortly by silly little thoughts came into his head of rings, and all the other little things that would tie them closer together. An even quieter wish to climb on him to hold him as close as he could. The simple idea that Genesis would be willing to live and stay with him -- that warm feeling, the safety and love that he would be able to feel always.

"Thank you." Clovis was surprised that he said as much aloud and elaborated. "Thank you for loving me back. I know that it seems silly to thank you for such, but I really do not know what to do with the feelings that I have." A brief pause. "At least until I am done."

"Until you are done?" Genesis didn't quite understand what the prince meant.

"Feeding you and allowing you to rest a bit." Clovis turned just a little more red, as he did not wish to explain himself that much further. He did not want to be seen as such a lustful creature, and would have covered his face to hide his shame, had not he still had both hands occupied.

At Clovis' answer, Genesis couldn't help but let a giddy smile come over his features. It was rather inevitable that such intimacy could be had in a relationship such as this. Not to mention that it was how they sealed their vows in the first place-- it was their act of union.

"Did you have something in mind, my kitten?"

"Saying it aloud." It seemed more than a little troublesome to do so. His head lifted a little as he realized what it was that he could say. "Yes, I do have something in mind, and I would be willing to show you such. Later."

Ah, being able to say such things already, he was surprised. Had he been repressed for that long? All those little thoughts and things that would strangle him for even hitting impropriety, they were silenced and allowed him the chance to breathe a little easier.

"I can't wait," Genesis chose not to censor himself anymore-- to screen away how much he both wanted and adored the other man before him. If he didn't feel like too much of a tease, he might have already given a head start.

Of course, one issue was bothering Clovis. Even as he continued to feed Genesis, he allowed his gaze to slip off. Mixing with thoughts of how he could carry out the desires and feelings that were welling up inside him, as well as a concern that was quietly growing. Chewing on his bottom lip, he finally decided to ask.

"Are you really happy with me?" How funny. For someone like him who had so much confidence. "That is ... I won't be able to carry on your bloodline." His words stumbled over one another, as he lowered his gaze now, embarrassed to having brought something of the sort up. Something, he should have brought up much sooner, really.

"My bloodline?" Genesis paused, musing. He never really gave it much thought. He always had supposed that the mako treatments had rendered him infertile. Although there was a possibility that Jenova cells could be transferred via reproduction. In any case, he never truly felt that need to have another Rhapsodos carry his name.

"I never really gave it mind. Nor did I really care," he cupped Clovis' cheek tenderly. "My bloodline would be cursed with the cells to threaten my world. And I don't want that to happen."

Clovis nodded once at the question before setting aside the empty bowl. Folding his hands on his lap, he wondered about where all these questions were coming from. Where all his insecurity and concern. Was this also something that he had repressed so that he would not ever have to be afraid of becoming close to someone?

His head lifted a little, surprised at that comment. "Cursed?" Nothing about you could be cursed.

"My body carries cells that are part of a Calamity which threatens to destroy my world. It makes me a monster."

"A monster?" Clovis actually felt a little spark of anger at that. His head gave a violent shake. "I won't believe something like that, Genesis. You aren't a monster."

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