Sometimes when writing I get confused. What story am i writing? And more important: What VERSION of what story am I writing? Like this one... Onee-chan, I blame you =P.
"It's not fair, you know. I wanted to be your boyfriend, but instead you take up with a..."
Genesis cast around for an insulting enough word to describe his best friend's boyfriend and his place in society.
"Commoner", Lucrezia suggested.
"Lowlife". Genesis exploded. "Even if he wasn't an orphan."
Sephiroth cringed. His friends had accosted him in an unusually vulnerable state and he felt up to doing anything they asked of him. And Genesis was his best friend.
"Break up with him", Genesis demanded. "What do you have in common with him anyway? You are the PRINCE of the Planet. All he wants is your money and your fame."
"Don't be so harsh, Genesis", said Angeal. "Or is this what you think of me when I'm not around?"
This gave Genesis pause. The only difference between Angeal and Vincent Valentine was that Angeal's parents had survived the plague while Vincent's hadn't.
"Well", said Genesis, flustered and thinking hard. "You and Sephiroth has known each other for 16 years."
"So, it's a time issue", asked Angeal, raising and eyebrow.
"And you aren't in love with him, and you don't want to reap the benefits of such a union. "
"Says who", Angeal smirked slyly.
"And", started Genesis, working himself up again.
"Cut it out", said Sephiroth wearily.
"But", protested Genesis.
"Of course, õji-sama", Lucrezia said gracefully, effectively shutting Genesis up. Reminding Genesis of just who Sephiroth was always kept Genesis in check for maybe an hour or so.
Short little ramble today. Tomorrow, I will begin my 4-hour sessions....
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