Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story besides the plot, Seiran and lame jokes.

Warning: Male Sexs people! Don't say I did't warn you that it's there :P [and it's not beta-ed atm]

~*Prelude of Sacrifice*~

Sephiroth x Vincent

Jenova's green tentacles reached out and tried to snap Sephiroth into place so Seiran's side could deliver the finishing blow, but the silver haired swordsman was too fast for both beings and angled Masamune so that the blade would slice through the disgusting green hands of Jenova. Then he used his agile body to fade step a few meters back and glared at Jenova.

Vincent stood there and turned his head towards Sephiroth. He wanted to help the man but his body would not move. It was as if someone had a spell over him, the gunman really did show emotion when his body moved on its own accord towards Sephiroth but he was perplexed at the swordsman's reaction towards him. Does he not want me anymore? If that is the case then he should have left me here in the first place. Why come after me?

Jenova grinned eerily and licked her lips. Then the alien stopped. The green tentacles only seem to come out on one side of the body and then the middle of Seiran's face started to split much like a cell going through the last stage of cell division. The alien started to regenerate parts on her side and Seiran as well. Now they were two entities instead of one. Oh great.. Now it's 2 against 1. That's a little unfair… Sephiroth grimaced in his mind. What the hell did he do to deserve this fate he pondered for a moment as Jenova got ready her battle stance.

Seiran on the other hand seemed to be more confused. He looked at his body and then at Sephiroth. The silver haired general could sense something foreign in his enemy, something… akin to fear and uncertainty. It was as if.. He lacked the malice he had earlier.

"kaa-san… "

Seiran's voice was softer spoken and held much un-certainty as Sephiroth had deduced earlier through his sight. Jenova stopped grinning at Sephiroth like he was a piece of meat and turned her gaze at Seiran. Then she opened her mouth, it was really horrible as her entire jaw detached itself and her mouth.. really looked too big for her head.

"YOU USELESS CLONE! YOU'RE NOTHING! ALL I NEED IS SEPHIROTH my son…"

Her shrill voice rang through the entire lab but the last words she spoke were soft and motherly laced with evilness one could never imagine as she turned and smiled at Sephiroth with her sickening gaze. The alien then proceed to move slowly over to Sephiroth and stopped midway and turned her gaze to Vincent who was standing there like a stone, unable to neither move nor talk. One of her tentacles reached over and the tip ran over Vincent's pale porcelain cheeks.

"So filthy… this creature… Unworthy of my son…"

Then the tentacle slapped Vincent on the cheek roughly. However that slap seemed to have brought Vincent out of his sense because the next thing Jenova knew, she found a pair of golden eyes peeking from underneath the gunman's dark ebony hair. Sephiroth stared in awe as the man he loved turned to Chaos and promptly pulled the offending tentacle towards itself and tried to bite Jenova's head off when she flung herself at the beast.

"FILTHY BEAST! GET AWAY! BEGONE YOU PIECE OF THRASH!"

With that she used her remaining tentacles to pry Vincent off her and flung him against the wall, rendering the gunman unconscious. Sephiroth used this opportunity to charge at the offending piece of Cosmo thrash and used Supernova on Jenova. The bright light blinded everyone in the room, save Sephiroth himself.

As the bright flash gotten brighter and brighter, Sephiroth suddenly sensed movement at his target. The bright light receded as it sucked itself into a portal and right in the middle was Seiran. He had sacrificed himself for his mother. Sephiroth scoffed. He was planning to releasing Seiran and maybe brainwashing the man to turn to a better good instead but he chose his own fate and now he will pay for his own stupidity.

The attack on Jenova, foiled by Seiran then caused a slight vibration in the atmosphere around them. It was as if it was only the beginning of the final battle against Jenova. Once ago, this alien and Hojo had turned his life a living hell and Hojo in turn had caused Vincent's life to turn into the same hell as well. So now, it was time for payback. The turquoise haired clone froze and immediately turned to crystal before shattering into powder, as the dust spread across the room, lights reflected off the diamond dust created an illusion of heaven. Sephiroth's attack however wasn't futile. The light had intended for Jenova in the first place thus weakening her state. Her grey ashen complexion faded into almost white but still held the malice earlier. The swordsman's attack only further enraged her as the alien stood and smirked.

"Is that all you've got vessel? Let me in, and let me show you how powerful we are together… as one…"

With that she charged at Sephiroth. The general narrowed his eyes and side stepped, allowing Jenova to miss. He smirked and chuckled evilly, revenge is sweet.

Jenova merely smiled. Her pupil less eyes focused itself on Sephiroth then this time she disappeared all of a sudden. The silver haired swordsman frowned and then he prepared himself for the worst. He expected her to stab him of something with her stupid tentacles but he only felt himself being pushed away by none other than Vincent Valentine. Sephiroth stared wide eye at his lover then for a split moment he felt all the blood and morale in his body slipped away as Jenova appeared and wrapped the tentacles around Vincent and Pierced him in the middle of his chest before disintegrating completely.

The gunman chocked and his third eye opened, revealing a golden pupil moving everywhere. His two other eyes were of different color, one red and one misty almost pure white with no pupil. The swordsman stared in horror as Jenova tried to take over Vincent's body, he could practically hear Jenova's scream from inside Vincent as they both suppressed her into the inner depths of the raven haired mans' mind along with Chaos. The white pupil then receded and Vincent's red pupil appeared once again. The middle eye closed and the gunman's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he collapsed on the floor into a heap of red.

Sephiroth ran forward and caught Vincent just in time before his head reached the ground. Just at that moment, Cloud and everyone burst into the room and expected a dead Jenova. They did not expect however, to see a worried Sephiroth holding an unconscious Vincent. The general brushed Vincent's stray hair away and then placed a soft kiss on the pale man's lips before carrying him up bridal style.

"Let's go home."

Black lashes flutter open, revealing amber red orbs. Vincent blinked in confusion, wasn't he getting ready to pulverize Jenova with Chaos? He could remember letting the beast take over his body to destroy that sorry existence of a pathetic excuse of a planet eating parasite. He could remember that god awful shrill screaming in his ears then annoying tentacles and… oh.. right. He got thrown against the wall.

So now Vincent took a good look at his dream. It seemed to be totally black all around the abyss, so he looked down instead and saw the universe below his feet. The raven haired man's mind boggled. How on earth did he have enough creativity to imagine these things? Before he could ponder anymore on his thoughts, the stars around his feet started glowing green and he recognized the life stream at work.

Just right ahead of him, the life stream was gathering at a spot forming a human like figure. Then slowly the green light faded, revealing a woman with blond hair. Her armor looked oversized for her petite size, a crown of shining light decorated her head. Remembering the history and legends, this woman fit the description of Minerva the goddess. Vincent immediately walked towards her and gave a bow of respect.

Minerva nodded in acknowledgement and waved her staff. Her armor disappeared and she was only clad in her elegant Greek warrior dress.

"Vincent Valentine. I have come with a message from the life stream."

Vincent nodded and listened intently.

"As you may know, the life stream is the very essence of Gaia. She who controls the entire planet and has the power to give life and take life back, all of life belongs to Gaia. Sephiroth was resurrected by Gaia to quell Jenova's threat of destroying the planet, so when she is destroyed Sephiroth will return to Gaia."

The gunman could feel his heart palpitating. If he could drop into a cold sweat in his dream, he was pretty sure he would have been drenched in fear for his silver haired bastard.

"Why is this his fate? Have he not suffered enough? He wasn't given the choice in the first place! He heeded the orders and killed Jenova! So why does he have to return to the lifestream?"

Minerva's gaze softened and she nodded in acknowledgement of the fact.

"He had the choice long ago, to resists against Jenova or succumbs to her power. He had to resist enough, and thus he shall pay for his crime by getting rid of Jenova thus he now has to return to the lifestream and wait in eternal slumber."

"A life for a life." Vincent muttered.

Minerva smiled. Vincent was a smart man and he caught onto her words.

"Your life is worth more that of Sephiroths' because of what you carry with you. Chaos is born from tainted stagnant mako, to bring the destruction of life. For your return to the life stream with Chaos is equivalent of Sephiroth's past sin of allowing Jenova to take over his body along with the destruction and pain he have caused. Thus, Vincent Valentine… you have a choice."

Vincent's hardened gaze met with Minerva's soft sympathetic eyes.

"I have no doubts. I will keep my end of the bargain, so you shall keep yours."

Minerva smiled and nodded. "Consider the deed done Vincent."

The goddess burst into a bright light and then his entire dream went blank.

Vincent lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above him. He woke up a few minutes ago and spent the last few minutes staring into space. His hand reached up to the ceiling, as if he could just touch it but all he felt was air. He clenched his hand and pulled it back to his chest, silently his heart bled with every beat. Vincent knew that he had to keep the end of the bargain. So long as Jenova stayed within him, everybody was in danger. Chaos did the best it could to suppress the evil alien inside him but he did not know how long could the beast last like this.

Pray, I have a few hours more… Vincent silently hoped in his mind.

The gunman heard heavy footsteps approaching the room and he guessed it was either Sephiroth or Cloud because no female could make such long and heavy strides against the wooden floor. The door swung open and Vincent's heart almost left the cavity of his heart. Sephiroth first glared at the bed then when he saw Vincent awake, his eyes softened and he strode over to the man and sat on the bed. Both parties stared at each other in compatible silence as Sephiroth caressed Vincent's face.

"I miss you."

Vincent closed his eyes and smiled sadly. I wish I could stay longer…

The silver haired swordsman frowned at Vincent's sad smile and decided to kiss the living daylights out of Vincent. The gunman gasped for breath and held onto Sephiroth for dear life, he was afraid that if he let go the man would disappear. The said man climbed on top of Vincent and let his hair cascade down upon the gunman like the veils of heaven. Sephiroth's sea green eyes locked on with Vincent's fiery red. The gunman pushed himself up and joined their lips together in a searing kiss.

This boy… no.. this man, who sacrificed his life to save his. Vincent would forever be in debt to this man. Never in his life would he love another like him. Once upon a time, Lucrecia had his heart but now.. it belonged to her son. The swordsman kissed lower, sucking painfully on Vincent's neck to leave a mark.

"Mine.." he growled.

Vincent's eyes lowered with equal lust and passion. The gunman took his chance by flipping Sephiroth around and straddles the man. He could feel the hardness underneath the smooth buttery leather Sephiroth wore. Vincent was only clad in his black pants as well but had no shirt on. The gunman used his clawed hand to rip Sephiroth's white shirt off and let his eyes rake over the man's body. The silver haired man blinked in shock at Vincent's dominance but soon smirked. Vincent may be strong, but he wasn't THAT strong. Sephiroth ran his hand down Vincent's naked torso, stopping just above the belt. Then he pulled the belt and had Vincent sprawled across his chest.

"I didn't know you wanted me so badly Vincent…"

The smell of arousal rolled off Sephiroth like waves of passion as Vincent moaned softly when the man whispered seductively into his ears. Pale fingers pulled at the base of his hair, causing Vincent to gasp out. Another set of hand however had vendettas of their own, sneaking light touches down Vincent's spine until they reach his butt where those said evil hands went underneath and groped the gunman's arse. Vincent let out a chocked moan and glared at Sephiroth, eyes full of challenge. Then he nipped Sephiroth's collar bone, rewarded with a hiss of pain and pleasure from the man underneath him before he grounded his erection downwards.

Sephiroth hissed in pleasure as Vincent grounded down on him. He pushed up to meet Vincent's down thrust. Growing bored of this, the general pushed Vincent down and in one swift movement he removed Vincent's pants. A slight blush graced Vincent's cheeks but that was until to that extent.

"You are so cute.." Sephiroth chuckled.

"Am not!"

Vincent blushed indignantly and growled before he shoved his hand down Sephiroth's open pants. He stroked Sephiroth, enjoying the load throaty moan from the general. However, the man had other plans in mind . The worlds ex-calamity placed his hands on Vincent's thighs and rubbed them up and down slowly, drawing shivers from the gunman. In revenge, Vincent grounded his hips downwards, and moved his body downwards so that his face is in front of Sephiroth's evident bulge. The silver haired swordsman gulped in anticipation as Vincent unzipped his pants with his mouth. Ruby red eyes widened as Sephiroth's phallus sprang free from its confinements, standing tall and in need of desperate attention. Vincent lowered his head and engulfed the thick organ into his mouth and sucked.

Sephiroth threw his head and back and groaned in pleasure. He fisted his hand into Vincent's hair in pleasure as his lover bobbed up and down on his erection. Vincent's cheeks heated as he sucked Sephiroth off, knowing that this is the last time that will ever happen again and he would want to make this as pleasurable as he can for Sephiroth. Vincent moaned around the flesh in his mouth and Sephiroth rolled his hips in answer; his head tilted back a little, a small sparkle of saliva shimmering at the corner of his mouth.

The swordsman pulled Vincent's hair to detach the man from his phallus and smirked lustfully. His fisted hand released the hair and trailed down to Vincent's chin to bring the man forward before catching those rose petal lips in a searing kiss. He sat up and had a lapful of Vincent before tilting the man back before sucking on a nipple. The gunman flinched and grabbed Sephiroth's shoulder for support. A small click resonated against the small room and he knew what was next.

Sephiroth hummed and let the lube coat his fingers. Vincent leaned his head down on Sephiroth's shoulder and sighed. He remembered the same situation where Sephiroth had embarrassed him many years ago and resulted in the Rufus incident. Slicked fingers stroked his anus, slipping in as he pushed out. It was uncomfortable, but somewhat familiar. The finger inside him swirled around and pressed up, sending jolts of electricity down Vincent's spine. The gunman tried to bit back a moan but it came out anyway.

"Sephiroth…"

The said man smirked and breathed into Vincent's ear "Yes, my Vincent?"

"Make me yours."

Sephiroth smirked and kissed Vincent's forehead and replied, "But you're already mine."

Final Goodbye

When the time comes,

All hath shall be forgotten,

And we would realise it is too late.

Vincent glanced at Sephiroth's sleeping figure. Tears flow freely down his pale porcelain cheeks as he closed his eyes, willing the tears to stop. Chaos scratched his mind, unwilling to let itself burn away in the life stream but Vincent's will was stronger. The need to save Sephiroth was stronger than Chaos's instinctive will to live. Vincent limped and felt hot liquid slide down his legs. It felt just like that last time he left Sephiroth and almost ended up raped by Cloud. The raven haired man shuddered, he reached forward to caress the pale defined face but his hand stopped halfway, just a few more centimeters and he would have made contact with Sephiroth's skin and the man would awaken; but he didn't. Vincent retracted his hand and he turned towards the window, the moon sun was up high in the evening.

The gunman turned at looked at Sephiroth one last time, and his heart silently broke. Thousands of emotions were swirling inside of him like mixed colors but what happens when you mix black inside? Sephiroth was the one who kidnapped him, raped him, loved him and died for him. Now, it is time for Vincent to repay the favor.

I'm sorry.

He put on his trousers and walked silently to the window, not wanting to wake Sephiroth up. He spread his wings and lifted himself up, propelled high up to the amber skies before flying to the highest point he could find near the outskirts where the life stream flow the purest. Jenova was a being of another planet, and does not belong here. However, the monstrosity had fused with Sephiroth once, and now fused with Vincent with Chaos. Chaos is part of the life stream, tainted mako and with Jenova fused with the mako, it can take care of the evil parasite however it wants. Vincent stood at the edge and looked down; the green reminded him of Sephiroth's beautiful mako eyes. So calm yet dangerous…The wind was so strong. It was like the life stream was waiting for this very day where it can destroy Jenova and the taint as well. The sun on the horizon dipped low, shooting orange rays and casting long shadows along the horizon.

I will fulfill my promise.

Staring down the cliff, he could see the orange-green life stream floating around like aurora veils waiting for the day where the planet rids of this calamity. His heart thrummed loudly in his chest, like drums to his ears. Chaos scratched his mind and tried to force its way through Vincent's mind. Jenova's influence was getting stronger and stronger, Chaos wanted to release itself so it can tear Vincent's own body to shreds but Jenova would only piece together and regenerate everything and may even create clones in the process.

Not long now Chaos…

"VINCENT!"

Hearing his name, the raven haired man turned and he nearly had second doubts until Chaos and Jenova as well started to scratch at his mind.

"FILTHY BEAST! STUPID HUMAN! LET ME OUT YOU FOOLS!" her shrill voice pierced his calm somber mind.

"What the hell Vincent! I woke up with nobody beside me and I find you here in this place. What do you think you're doing?"

Sephiroth seethed in fury. If this is another one of Vincent's sick jokes of making him suffer, the man was going to make sure Vincent will never leave the bed ever again even if he has to severe his lovers limbs if he has to. However, his sadistic musings were cut off when he sensed the unease the gunman was feeling. His silver hair billowed lightly in the wind, colored pastel orange as the twilight rays reflected by his silver strands.

"Vincent?"

It was too late. He had no choice now.. it was either him, or Sephiroth. He cast a apologetic look at Sephiroth and smiled sadly, he knew he wasn't crying but warm liquid was running down his face.

"Goodbye Sephiroth, I love you."

His eyes rolled back as he let everything go. He felt himself falling, and warm silky touches caressed him all over then..

I wonder.. if he will move on..?

~Sephiroth~

Sephiroth sighed. He sat on the table in his kitchen, red checkered cloth covering the maple wood surface below.

Red… I wonder… how he is doing…

The silver haired soldier looked outside his kitchen window and admired the spring view of through the thick glass. A lone apple tree stood outside on the hill; he had chosen this small house, isolated from the city as near the frequent life stream hotspots as possible. Somehow, he wasn't affected much by Vincent's will to throw himself into the life stream with Jenova with him. He knew that he should be sad, and even should attempt doing the same thing to reunite with Vincent but something is just isn't right. So for a year, he separated himself from society and his sadistic streak toned down a lot. Many of his subordinates do not fear him that much ever since. It was like a melancholy had settled into their general's heart and frankly they were a little worried about him.

Sephiroth chuckled at the memories of few months ago, some of his subordinates had gathered their bravery and approached him inquiring about his well-being. To be told the truth, he was surprised because the said subordinates were the ones he picked on the most. It seems that they had somehow grown a brain instead of running around like headless chickens anymore. Ever since then, he resorted to a different technique of training but he would have preferred the Spartan way. It was more effective though…

The silver haired man glanced down at the table where Masamune and Vincent's present lay. He ran his hand down the intricate patterns on the sword Vincent had given him for his 18th birthday and smiled. Yuffie had tried to strangle him while screaming 'bastard' until Cloud and Barret held her back. Many of the Avalanche members took Vincent's death pretty hard but many of them manage to get through it somehow. The Wutai ninja had the hardest time and surprisingly Cid also had a hard time. Some of them visited him sometimes and would always tried to avoid talking about red, Vincent and guns. Which was pretty funny to him because he wasn't even sad, well saying that he wasn't a tad bit sad is a blatant lie but he did feel emotion; however it's just wasn't sadness. It was more of.. loneliness.

His ponderings left him dazed, the fresh spring air gave him a sense of calm as he observed the apple tree silently in the kitchen. Soft classical music could be heard as he left the stereo on in the living room. He always enjoyed some quiet days like this, just sitting there and musing before returning to Shinra the next day to train those chickens. Suddenly there was a change in the air. He knew the presence; it was the life stream appearing around the spot.

Strange... the life stream usually flows at night. Sephiroth frowned and stood up, pushing the chair back. He strode over to the kitchen back door and pulled it to go outside but the moment he opened the door, a body slumped into his arms. A head full of dark brown hair was the only thing he could see as the person leaned against Sephiroth for support.

"I'm home."

Sephiroth immediately lifted the person's chin up to get a closer look because the rough voice sounded so much like those belonged to a certain raven haired man. The shape of the chin was so much familiar and when he saw those eyes, he knew…

Vincent was back.

"I missed you."

Sephiroth cradled Vincent to his chest and they stood there at the backdoor for a moment before Sephiroth lead Vincent to the nearest chair available. The gunman crumpled onto the chair and heaved a large sigh as he rubbed his temples in a circular motion with his fingers. The general on the other hand fetched a glass of water and handed it over to Vincent. The man took it gratefully and downed it all in one go before clearing his throat. Sephiroth waited patiently while Vincent gathered his thoughts, he observed his lover. His dark hair had faded slightly, leaving it a tad like dark chocolate and his eyes lost the unholy red-glowing eyes but replaced by tame ember hue instead. Somehow, he could not feel Chaos in Vincent anymore but that doesn't mean Vincent is weak. After all, all his abilities were from his Turk training. Chaos was just a regenerating addition.

"What happened?"

Sephiroth spoke first, inquiring about the time where Vincent was gone. The gunman blinked awhile before raising his head and addressed Sephiroth's question.

"I am granted extended stay on the planet, because I sacrificed my life for you. Well, technically a life for a life meant Jenova's life and Chaos' life together for yours. So since I'm Chaos' vessel, I have to return to the life stream first before Chaos and Jenova can be extracted from my body. I never knew about these things until Minerva explained to me in a dream while I was in the life stream. It works in such a way that Jenova can only be destroyed if lifestream essence combines with her. So when I fused with Jenova, technically it also meant her fusing with Chaos. Then the lifestream took her life and forfeit Chaos in the process for your life."

Vincent folded his arms on the table and leaned on it. He really did not want to know what Sephiroth did while he was gone. Did the man really moved on and found a new lover or something? He could not fathom the thought of Sephiroth sleeping with another person. He was reluctant at first, to return to the land because he created so much sorrow and pain to those who loved him and now he appears back again in tip top condition. The life stream apparently didn't want Vincent in it so she threw him out. And he ended up right where he wasn't ready to end up yet.

However suddenly he felt arms hook under his knees and lifted him up bridal style before he hung on Sephiroth's shoulder. The gunman huffed indignantly and tried to struggle to get free but damn was Sephiroth strong.

"Let me go dammit! I'm not a goddamn rug!"

Sephiroth slapped his ass and added a grope after that which resulted in Vincent tensing up like a spring.

"I'm going to chain you to the bed Vincent."

And the gunman had the worst foreboding feeling he has ever felt since Jenova. Sephiroth was going to make him suffer, he knew it. But then again, maybe the suffering will be part of their life from now on. He smiled softly and caught a few silver strands between his fingers. He brought those strands to his lips and kissed them lovingly. They were back together, and that was all it matters.

A/N: And omg We are done! I would first like to thank all those who have reviewed throughout this whole story, I know I'm not a very interesting writer and my style changes over time (and so did my maturity) hahaha I would also like to apologize for stalling this story but I wanted to let my beta to look through this first before I post but I guess I should not push it back more so I'm putting it up today. To be frank, I wanted to end this with Vincent dying in the life stream but I pondered awhile before finally deciding that I shouldn't do that (because people would actually kill me hahaha) So yea. :) I thank all of you who manage to stay by me all this while right up until the end 3

Thank you to Ookami Kasumi for allowing me to write this sequel to her original story, it was really nice of her to even give me words of support. :D

So I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing this in the college computer lab typing away noisily because my laptop failed me the entire month. xD

I wanted to tie this story with Fading Memories but I decided that this story would be better off completed than being dragged on and on for god knows how long more hahaha