Calculated War

“What’s the status of the Materia?” Rufus asked, his face severe as Heidegger cleared his throat.

“The one on Fort Condor was lost after the Phoenix hatched,” he replied haltingly. “Our troops retreated from it’s flames and based on surveillance we believe it was given over to Avalanche’s care.”

“So you failed,” Rufus glared as the large man squirmed. “What about the other one?”

“That one was in the middle of being transported via sub to Junon when it was attacked off the coast of Wutai.”

“Avalanche again?” Scarlet asked.

“If only we were that lucky,” Heidegger said, as he tossed a report across the table. “Based what survivors from the escorts have told us it was attacked by one of the weapons.”

“A weapon of Emerald green with the power to decimate a squadron of our submarines…impressive.” Rufus remarked holding a blurry underwater picture of the massive creature. “All the more reason to speed up the transfer of the Sister Ray, wouldn’t you agree?”

“There is…one other detail sir.” Heidegger hesitated. “Aerial photos taken several days later shows the Weapon apparently making landfall and destroying a Wutai fishing village.”

Rufus clasped his hands, resting his chin as he stared at the large bearded man. “Avalanche won’t be far behind. They’ll be looking for the Materia and to protect Wutai.”

“Why not just leave them to it. While it’s distracted we can grab the materia and get out.”

“You’re thinking short term Heidegger,” Reeve pointed out. “We’d gain the materia, but if Avalanche successfully defends Wutai from the Weapon they’ll gain even more support and legitimacy. Even if they fail it’ll still be a point that they were there to defend the people while we just sat on our hands.

“Reeve is, unfortunately, correct,” Rufus said, nodding at the man, before turning back to Head of Public Safety. “What is the status of the Cannon?”

“We have crews working in eight hour shifts.” Heidegger assured him. “We also have separate groups rushing the final touches on the Highwind two through six required to move the parts”

“All well and good, but we still have three Weapons unaccounted for. If any make a move on Midgar…” Reeve started.

“Then you’d better start making preparations in case that does occur,” Rufus remarked. “Our most pressing detail is recovering the Materia.

“Rufus…sir. Are you intending to go personally?”

“Everyone in this room is aware of the reason we didn’t build the Reactor in Wutai.” Rufus paused to let that sink in. “If we want to avoid any extra problems it’s best that I handle this myself. Heidegger, I want at least three army divisions of foot and one of air ready to leave in two days. I also want a dozen Class 2s on standby at Junon. The Turks will lead the retrieval team. Let’s get moving.”

“I should be coming with you.” Scarlet fretted as she and Rufus lay in bed. The blonde man frowned up at the ceiling. Granted her aggressive attitude is what first drew him to her, she was starting to get a bit too…possessive? 

No…clingy, maybe. The sex was better than ever but he needed to reaffirm that he was the one in charge. “To assist in the retrieval? Or because you might run into a certain brunette?”

“For the retrieval of course.” Her fingers, which had been walking their way down his body paused at his navel at the question.

“You’re a terrible liar my dear,” Rufus said, rolling over on top of her, even as he patted her cheek. “If she is there, she’ll be surrounded by her friends. And Wutai is not exactly friendly ground for Shinra either.”

Scarlet kept her peace though her eyes spoke volumes. She was becoming quite the rebellious filly with this vendetta against the Lockhart girl, perhaps she needed to be reined in a bit…no. This entire business was quite stimulating. In a way he hoped Avalanche WAS in Wutai, he looked forward to hearing from the other half equation. He lowered his body carefully till he just pushing at her wet entrance. Her legs flew around his hips pulling at him.

“You have enough on your plate trying to synthesize the materia we’ll need if we can’t get our hands on these samples,” he reminded his blonde bed mate as her expression became frustrated and his own breathing quickened. “Plus your red headed friend from below has been by a few times looking for you hasn’t she.”

“How did you…? But I didn’t…” Scarlet yelped as he pushed his way in fully with one swift motion, her head falling back on the pillow as she panted.

“My building my dear. I know everything that goes on within…you really need to remember that.” Rufus grunted as the blonde writhed beneath him in time with his thrusting hips a smile forming on his lips

“Lockhart’s in Wutai.”

“You sure about this?” Viola lounged on one of Scarlet’s couches as the blonde paced her office. 

“Fairly certain, at the very least the likelihood of Avalanche being in Wutai is a given,” Scarlet replied. “Even if she isn’t there now, she certainly will be at some point.”

“And you’re stuck here…well that explains your actions in the gym.” Viola remarked. “And you were doing so well too.”

Scarlet scowled at the redhead. Since her win against Maria, Scarlet had tried to take Viola’s warnings to heart about her temper. Unfortunately a certain brunette took it as a challenge to get a rise out of the blonde. Letting it slip to Viola that her…boyfriend…had a taken a trip to Wutai Vicky had remarked that he probably liked a taste of something a bit younger after dealing with her twenty four, seven. And with that it was on.

<three hours earlier>

With the pair quickly surrounded by the cheering Honeygirls, the redhead decided to let it play out. Throwing each other across the mats Vicky quickly lost her smug expression as it became obvious that Scarlet was in a different frame of mind. The two stood toe to toe as they threw punches and slaps at each other’s upper body. A punch from the blonde dug into the brunette’s left tit that produced a squeal of pain as she lost her balance. 

Falling back her right hand sank into Scarlet’s hair while the other circled her waist, pulling her towards Vicky. Her own balance lost to the brunette’s actions Scarlet’s own fingers found their way into the other’s dark hair as the women dragged each other down. Crashing to the ground neither released their grips as they fought savagely across the carpet tugging at hair, slapping, punching, scratching and tearing at clothes while their legs kicked and kneed wildly at the other.

Even over the laughter and cheers from the surrounding women the SPLAT of the slaps and the THUD of their punches could be heard as they gasped in effort and squealed at the pain they inflicted on one another. “I’m gonna tear you bald!” Scarlet remembered snarling at the brunette, actually managing to tear out a few handfuls,  even as Victoria slashed at her face with her nails. Frantic with fear for her eyes Scarlet had wrapped her body even tighter around the brunette so they were now head over shoulder.

Squeezing each other tight, both gasped for breathe as they ground their rocking bodies together, legs wrapped to stop any further kicks. Scarlet hammered a fist ineffectually at Vicky’s back while the other continued pulling at hair. The brunette came back dragging a clawed hand up the blonde’s back which had her give a yell of pain before returning the favor. “Give it up granny,” Vicky had hissed out painfully. “Say your sorry and maybe you’ll be a able to walk out by yourself.”

Almost cross eyed with rage Scarlet had kicked out as best she could hearing the girl give a squeak of pain before their legs were wrapped together as they lay almost unmoving . She had been training for little over an hour before she’d lost her temper and was rapidly tiring. Viola had recognised this and her face reflected her concern as Scarlet’s shouts became more desperate even as Vicky began to power her over. Then the brunette shrieked as she thrust Scarlet away desperately.

Scarlet sat up looking tired but satisfied as a trickle of blood ran down her chin. Vicky patted frantically at her shoulder eyes widening as her hands came away streaked with red. “You…you bit me. You bit me you crazy bitch!”

“I know.” Scarlet spat blood at the brunette’s feet as she rose to her own. She felt better now that she could breathe properly again. “Now get up. We’re not done.”

“Yes you are.”

Elizabeth marched into the room like a queen. Despite her short stature she seemed to tower over the others in the room as they parted to allow her passage to the combatants. She touched a hand to her still stunned sister’s shoulder, wiping at the light red stain from Scarlet’s bite. “This how you’re running things now, Vi?”

“Victoria started it, as per usual.” Viola replied moving to stand beside Scarlet. The she gave a wry smile. “Seems she bit off more than she could chew this time.”

A few of the girls laughed at the joke then quickly got quiet as Elizabeth stared in their direction, before advancing towards Scarlet. “She’s scheduled to be in Andy’s dance four days from now. You going to take responsibility if she is unable?”

“Sure, soon as you let him know Vicky here has been provoking his guest on a daily basis.” Viola replied as she stepped in front of Scarlet to stare down at the brunette. “Shall we go visit him together?”

Redhead and brunette stared at each other as the tension in the room rose. Under normal circumstances it would seem almost hilarious since Elizabeth was almost a head shorter than Viola but it was clear that the other girls either respected or feared the brunette as much or more than the taller woman. Finally Elizabeth stepped back.

“Perhaps she has been overly competitive as of late,” she said with a smile. “After all we haven’t had any suitable competition in awhile.”

“Lizzy, I…” Vicky started.

“NOT…now.” the short brunette suddenly snarled through clenched teeth, before turning back to Viola with a smile. “Fun fights are hard to find. Especially when the other keeps putting it off.”

Viola said nothing as Elizabeth pulled her sister to her feet before striding for the exit. With a single backward glance filled with loathing and promise Vicky followed her out as the crowd gradually dissipated now that the entertainment was done.

<current time>

“I’m not putting up with some bitch saying I’m not enough for my man.” Scarlet growled. “Much less than I’m too old for him.”

“Well I will grant that you might have actually scared her this time,” Viola acknowledged. “But remember, she’s not the problem.”

“I saw,” Scarlet frowned. “I haven’t seen her since that first night but I don’t remember getting that feel from her back then.”

“She didn’t view you as a threat I guess.” Viola replied. “Vicky’s the more impulsive of the two. Probably has to do with being under her sister’s thumb.”

The blonde grunted, unable to feel any sympathy for the brunette. “There going to be any blowback from our fight?”

“Unlikely. She might be sore, but Vicky’ll not pass up a chance to be on stage with Andy. None of the girls would.” She gave a wan smile. “I imagine more than a few are patting the knees for luck that she is unable to perform so they have a chance.”

“Such a shame.” Scarlet remarked coldly.

<Wutai>

“Keep your guard up!” Tifa barked as Yuffie swiftly circled Joslyn, her padded fists jabbing at the bigger brunette who struggled to keep the kunoichi in view. “You can’t just keep defending. Counter, counter!”

“Make up your mind,” Joslyn growled as she delivered as series of punches at a smirking kunoichi. Watching from the sidelines Tifa rolled her eyes at Yuffie’s antics as she stuck her tongue out at Joslyn as she dodged under and around the girl’s blows. Her clowning almost got her a kick to the face as Joslyn attempted to mimic Tifa’s spinning kick that she used in her match against Cloud. 

Jumping back her eyes widened as the girl’s foot barely brushed past her eyes. Bringing up a hand Yuffie blocked the second kick, went low sweeping Joslyn’s foot out from under her then driving a fist centimeters from the bigger brunette’s surprised face before flicking at her nose. “Gotcha!” she crowed. 

“Break,” Tifa announced clapping her hands. Yuffie grinned as she helped the tired Joslyn to her feet. 

“You’re enjoying this way too much, ‘Fie,” she groused, rubbing at her shoulders. 

“Hey, in the Saucer I was a spectator, here I’m the teacher.” Yuffie bragged hands on her hips, then yelped as a towel snapped at her butt.

“Who’s the teacher?” Tifa asked as she snapped the towel one last time for good measure before tossing one at each girl. “Give me fifteen backflips, then we’ll call it a day.”

Both groaned but moved to a nearby wall for support. Joslyn was still in shock that Yuffie was the daughter of the Shogun. Or one of them as Yuffie had muttered to her. She hadn’t elaborated and Joslyn hadn’t had the chance to ask her about it yet.

“Lady Yuffie.” Joslyn paused at her seventh flip at the voice. It belonged to a muscular gray haired man in a brown kimono coming down the short path of the house they’d be assigned. “Your father is calling for you and your companions. We have…guests.”

“And he needs me there, Gorkii, because…?” Yuffie asked waving her hand. Gorkii didn’t respond but simply stared at her. The girl flinched then muttered. “Fine, fine. We’ll be there.”

The man nodded and returned up the path. “Stupid old man,” Yuffie grunted under her breathe. Joslyn looked on curiously as Tifa came over. 

“Who’s that?”

“One of her father’s bodyguards…disciples, honestly I’m not entirely sure. Must be serious, though, if they sent him to get us.”

“But why us? Cloud and the others aren’t back yet.” Joslyn remarked.

“Must be urgent, but I wouldn’t worry.” Tifa answered. “Godo’s probably already sent someone for them. Let’s just focus on what’s ahead.”

“Okay old man this had better be…important!?” Yuffie gaped at the white suited man sitting cross legged across from her father flanked a blonde woman and redheaded man in black suits. 

“What is this?” Tifa demanded and she shifted her stance to put herself between the three and Joslyn. Before her sister could even ask what was going on Yuffie’s eyes went flat as she leapt at Rufus…such as it was…the flat of her hand swinging at his neck with the clear intent to kill. Her strike was blocked by a small metal rod wielded by the redhead even as the girl had her head driven into the mats by the blonde.

“Yuffie!” Tifa attacked, a kick driving the suited man back before a double palmed strike caused the woman to slide back as both took up positions in front of the white suited man. “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” Yuffie growled as she got to her feet and taking up a ready stance.

“ENOUGH!”

“Reno, Elena. Stand down!”

Yuffie and Tifa hesitated as Godo rose to stand between them and the three Shinra representatives. “Dad, what the hell are…THEY…doing here!” Yuffie spat as she came out of her stance her body still quivering with outrage.

“They have come in good faith to offer us their…help.” Godo replied pausing just long enough to let his own skepticism show. “For the sake of Wutai I have decided to accept.”

“You can’t be serious?!”

“Godo…sir…it’s not my place to second guess your decisions,” Tifa protested. “But Shinra wouldn’t just offer help unless there is some benefit to them.”

“I have been very open about our benefit,” Rufus replied, coming smoothly to his own feet. “The Weapon attacked subs operating out of Junon. They were carrying vital supplies for our plans in dealing with Sephiroth. We help you defeat, or drive off Emerald and we get back our materials.”

“I doubt it’s as simple as that,” Tifa replied staring hard at him. “It never is with you people.”

“Hey now, I’m a very simple guy,” Reno replied holding his rod over the shoulder, a lecherous grin on his face. “And I’m loving the view. You found some kind of clone materia Teef?

“Reno, please shut up,” Rufus remarked wryly. “I do believe that this is the famous lost Lockhart daughter. Joslyn am I correct?”

Tifa threw an arm across, blocking him as he started forward. “I don’t need to ask where you heard about her,” Tifa hissed through gritted teeth. “But if you even think of using her or hurting her…”

“I think you’ve already done that,” Rufus said, leaning his head in closer, his words for her alone. He smiled as Tifa’s eyes widened with horror. “Don’t worry. It’s limited to just me. I must ask though, if you two weren’t sisters how far would you have gone?”

It took a second for what he’d been insinuating to register after which Tifa’s hands quickly found their way around his neck

“What did he say?” 

“Don’t ask…trust me.” Tifa growled as Joslyn did her best to keep up. The room had been cleared after she’d been pulled off of that son of a bitch so that the two leaders could discuss matters on an even footing. Yuffie had run off to sulk most likely and she didn’t really give much of a damn where the Turks went. Only one thing really resonated in her head.

Rufus knew. Either Scarlet had told him or he’d figured it out on his own. Knowing what she did now, both were viable scenarios. 

“Tifa…sis. Slow down,” Joslyn said almost desperately as she grabbed Tifa’s arm. “Talk to me.”

“He knows,” Tifa said, after taking a brief pause. At Joslyn’s confused expression. “About me and Scarlet, about you and probably everything else.”

“Shit!” She swore. “But just who is he? Why’d he set off you and Yuffie like that.”

Tifa leaned against a convenient pillar. “He’s the new Shinra president, we’ve mentioned him a few times but I guess this is the first time you’ve seen him. Yuffie hates Shinra for the Wutai War and me well…you know how I feel about them.”

“Aw…we love you too babe.”

“Dammit,” Tifa groaned as the two Turks approached. “What the hell do you two want. If it’s another ass kicking Reno I’m not in the mood.”

“Now that’s just rude,” Reno smirked. “Just came over to introduce ourselves to the latest hotty in Cloud’s little harem.”

If only you knew just how true that statement was Tifa thought to herself. “Joslyn, Reno the redheaded pervert and…Elena was it?”

“It was,” Elena nodded coldly as Reno gave a mock bow. “If you think your part in saving me the last time we were here changes anything after what you di to…”

“I can appreciate the work ethic,” Tifa interrupted. “But I don’t really care right now. I need to make sure Barret doesn’t level the place when he hears that you guys are here.”

“He can wait, I have something to ask you.” Elena stood her ground as Reno behind her made a scratching gesture that made Joslyn’s lips curl in an unintended smile. “Those moves you used…they’re from the second level weren’t they.”

“How did…” Tifa’s eyes narrowed. “Zangan?”

“That was the name of my sensei’s teacher, yes.” Elena looked at her, angry. “It disgusts me to share techniques with a terrorist.”

“Pot calling the kettle black,” Tifa snapped back. “The last person to give me a lecture on morality is a dog of Shinra, least of all a goddam Turk. Two words…Sector Seven.”

Elena flushed. “Sector Seven was a tragedy, but if you hadn’t been there  then there wouldn’t have been the need to for those people to die.”

Elena caught Tifa’s hand at the wrist as it swung around, but was unable to stop the momentum as the brunette’s palm touched the blonde woman’s cheek. Spinning her body so that the two were back to back she attempted to backhand the other girl only to find her strike blocked and wrist grabbed.

“Whoa, take a seat sweetie,” Reno gestured at Joslyn. “This could get good.”

Tifa flipped Elena onto her stomach, then jumped back as the blonde’s legs kicked out as she spun herself back to her feet. The two kicked, punched and spun as they parried and countered each other’s trikes. Grabbing Elena’s hair Tifa pushed her body down as she drove her knee into the girl’s face. Even as she dropped Elena delivered two swift elbows to Tifa’s stomach causing her grip to fail.

Jumping to her feet she swing her fist downward as the brunette swayed out of the way before delivering a roundhouse kick which spun the Elena around to deliver own kick to Tifa’s face. Both backed away momentarily warily assessing the other. “C’mon Elena,” Reno cheered as the two women locked hands pushing powerfully against one another. Muscles strained and breathe hissed out form behind clenched teeth but Elena felt herself being pushed back step by step. 

Grunting in frustration, she fell back throwing Tifa over her, coming to her feet in time to just miss blocking a kick to her chest. “Let me guess,” Tifa said, as she stood casually patting the back of her skirt. “Third level?”

“Fourth,” Elena replied as she caught her balance. “Things happened. You?”

“Sixth level,” Tifa replied. “And I don’t know who taught you, but they were sloppy as hell.”

Elena gave no response but lunged at Tifa fists blurring. The brunette retaliated and the air filled with the cracking sounds of their fists crashing against the other before Elena stumbled back shaking her head as she touched at a growing bruise just below her eye. Stunned, she failed to block as Tifa delivered a somersault kick knocking her flat onto her back. 

“Rude warned her about that…damn” Reno muttered admiringly as Joslyn nodded. Then Tifa did something that surprised the normally unflappable redhead. She approached the downed Shinra agent offering her a hand. 

“You’ve got some skills,” Tifa admitted to Elena as the blonde stared up at her in surprise. “You might work for Shinra, but anyone able to learn Zangan’s techniques is worthy of some respect.”

Elena grabbed at the hand as Tifa pulled her up. Once on her feet however she quickly yanked her hand away dusting and readjusting her suit. “Don’t think this changes anything.”

“Blah, blah, blah.” Tifa rolled her eyes. “I’ve been training my sister in the style. You’re welcome to join us if you have time…so long as HE stays at a distance.”

“You’re breaking my heart here babe.” Reno clutched at his dramatically as Tifa pointed in his direction.

“You come anywhere near our house and I’ll break more than…” The sudden loud shouting and the sound a gun going off interrupted her. “Dammit, they’re back already!”

From his perch just outside the Pagoda Rufus watched as the four sprinted for the town entrance. Even from here he could see the constant flicker of what was obviously Barret’s gun. Tifa’s reaction to his question had amused him though he had to admit her altercation with the Turks was unexpected. Even less so was the result.

He clasped his hands behind his back. Elena had joined the Turks as a prodigy being the second youngest member ever accepted into the group. He thought she’d have given Lockhart a better fight but, alas, the time for entertainment was over. Now came the less enjoyable part of this sorry business. 

“RUFUS!!” He sighed at the bellow, but chuckled at the sight of the number Wutai warriors crawling over the massive black man trying to hold him back. 

<Midgar>

“So what did you think?” 

“He was…impressive.” Scarlet admitted, downplaying what she thought.

“Come off it,” Viola jabbed her in the ribs as they walked through the backrooms. “I had to help pick your jaw off the ground. “Did you also notice who was there?”

“Unfortunately.” Scarlet remarked pushing open the gym door. “I need to get my things, are you gonna…what’re you doing here?”

You was both Victoria and Elizabeth, both still in their bee outfits. Elizabeth looked more amused than anything, but Vicky had her typical pissed facial expression. “You,” she spat. “You cost me my spot!”

“Bullshit,” Scarlet snorted. “You were shaking your flabby ass on the stage not half an hour ago.”

“What’s this about Liza,” Viola stepped between Scarlet and the two women. “We watched the show.”

“Vicky was…”

“I was supposed to be his partner for the act!” Vicky shouted, tears running down her cheek. “You told him about our fight and he put me as a backup.”

“I did nothing of the sort,” Viola replied. “You know damn well I stay out of the dancers business unless I take personal affront.”

“Well Vicky has been messing around with your little protegee there.” Elizabeth pointed out. “You disciplined Shirley for less.”

“If you think I need anyone to…”

“Shut up for a second,” Viola took a step forward. “Where did you hear that she’s my…protegee?”

“We…ahem…heard that she’s the reason Maria’s on leave.” Vicky smirked. “Considering Maria’s style of fighting is limited it wasn’t hard to figure out.”

“What’s that got to do with anything?” Scarlet demanded. “And better yet, why’s it of any concern of yours?”

“Oh dear, did Vi not tell you?” Elizabeth giggled, waggling a finger at the silent redhead. “For shame.”

“What’s she talking about, Viola?”

“There are two main ways the honeygirls settle disputes,” Viola sighed. “One is with their tits. The other is…sex.”

“You mean sexfighting? I can understand why you’d not want that getting out.” Scarlet remarked. At the surprised looks she merely shrugged. “I’ve been to places where they’ve done worse. What…did you expect me to all aghast like some wallflower?”

“Seems you learn something new everyday,” Viola shook her head as the sisters looked a bit put out. “I think after Vicky’s outburst you can understand why they do things that way.”

“Well,” Elizabeth coughed. “Now that we’re all on the same page I think you can guess why we’re here.”

“This has been a long time coming you bitch,” Vicky snarled as she stripped off the top of her costume, the familiar looking full and round globes smiling out from the suit, and wriggled out of the bee tail. “Making me look bad in front of Andy was the mistake.”

“And what makes you think I’ll just stand by and let you do this?” Viola crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Because I will insist.” Elizabeth replied, walking up to the taller woman. “You’ve been avoiding me since the first time. Well now I’m putting you on the spot. Either my sister gets her pound of flesh or you and I will settle up right here, right now.”

Viola’s nostrils flared at the blatant challenge as she pushed up against the shorter woman. “How long were you out before getting back on the stage? Two weeks or three?

“I’ve got this Vi,” Scarlet shed her blouse. “You think you’re the only one that’s been looking forward to this you little whore?” 

“Oh, did I forget to mention one little detail,” Elizabeth gave a toothy grin as she stepped back from Viola, pointing towards a corner of the room just off from a stack of folded chairs. A large, familiar looking pool sat there surrounded by dirty looking tarps. Blonde and red eyebrows soared at the sight.

“Is that…”

“Oh yes,” Vicky said grimly. “I’m going to humiliate you tonight.”

“You don’t need to do this,” Viola hastily whispered to Scarlet. “They talk a big game but…”

“Oh no…this is even better,” the blonde whispered, her eyes shining with a sudden glee as she wriggled out of her pants. “I’m going to put this bitch in her place.”

“Enough talk!” Vicky grabbed Scarlet by her short hair, the blonde yelling loudly more in surprise than pain, dragging her over to the pool and tossing her in. 

Scarlet sputtered at the taste of the mud in her mouth and wiped her eyes to see the brunette smirking down at her. “Fucking cunt. Could’ve at least let me take my bra off first!”

“Why bother? It’s not going to be of much use to you when I’m done?” 

“Well then,” The blonde tore loose the muddy garment tossing it aside. “Let’s see you try and make good on that boast.”

All the fury and jealousy and hate that had been building in the brunette burst at that point. All the other women she’d dealt with usually became sniveling wrecks at this point promising anything in the hope of avoiding the pain and humiliation. Rare was it that one remained defiant. Vicky didn’t yell…she didn’t scream. She simply sloshed through the mud throwing herself at the hated blonde. 

“You don’t think she has a chance do you?” Elizabeth asked, as blonde and brunette slammed together, wrapping their arms firmly around one another. Neither made a sound and the only noise was the sucking and slurping sound of the mud as the two staggered around the pool fighting to keep their balance as hard as they fought the other, while she unfolded a chair. “You don’t know what I’ve had to do to keep Vicky from just jumping her out in the street.”

“What the hell do you get out of this Liza?” Viola demanded, jumping back, setting up her own seat, as the two women crashed into the mud near her position rolling back and forth legs kicking wildly though both maintained that almost eerie silence. “She’s barely here a few hours a day, what’s she done to get Vicky this worked up.”

“You of all people should know that Vick doesn’t need a reason to want assert herself over another.” Elizabeth replied. The pair had paused on the far side of the pool, upper bodies still moving as fingers moved from skin to hair. With a fierce grunting sound they completed two rolls in the opposite direction before Vicky reared to her knees, dragging Scarlet with her. Releasing one hand from the woman’s mud covered hair Scarlet grabbed at the brunette’s right tit. “And for me, it puts you more and more in the corner doesn’t it?”

“BITCH!” Vicky yelled as fingers dug painfully into her breast. She twisted her body around throwing the blonde to slide backwards in the mud as copious amounts sloshed onto the tarp covering the carpet. Scarlet leapt back to her feet quickly as Vicky waddled over in her direction. Wiping mud out of her eyes, a sneer on her face, she walked carefully to meet the brunette.

Clenching and unclenching her fists Vicky stared into the blonde’s sneering face then dropped her eyes to her targets. Her hand smacked against the firm flesh sending the orb jiggling and rolling before settling back on the chest. “Big mistake,” she heard the other woman snarl as she then gasped at the blow Scarlet delivered to her own boob before snarling back in a fury. Hands began windmilling as the pair rained blows on each other’s chests sending breasts flailing as the bouncing flesh barely had time to move in one direction before being hit in the other.

Hissing at the pain, Scarlet was now grateful for the mud since it felt cool against her burning flesh as Vicky’s hands flailed even as she hit back against the girl. Then the brunette grabbed at her hands, fingers closing around her wrists. Scarlet twisted her hands to reciprocate and smirked through the mud. “Couldn’t take it anymore?” She taunted loudly. “Maybe you should let your sister do your fighting for you.”

What could only be described as a whine past the enraged brunette’s lips as she pulled Scarlet to her, both women shouting at the “SMACK” of the collision that rebounded throughout the room. “Fuck humiliating you!” the girl spat as she hauled the blonde in for a second time. “I’m going to destroy you for that.”

A third direct collision caused both blonde and brunette to shriek and lose their holds as Vicky stumbled back, barely managing to keep her feet while Scarlet tumbled down into the mud, hacking and coughing. Sitting up she crossed her arms across her chest, the power behind those three blows shocking her. Looking up she stared into the Vicky’s smoldering, furious eyes.

“Get up, cunt,” the brunette growled, kicking a wave of mud at the downed blonde. “Get the fuck up and fight. It’s too late to grovel now.”

Screaming with rage Scarlet lunged at Vicky who sidestepped the charging woman, planting kick to her backside, sending her face first into the mud. Liza smiled at this while Viola gnawed at a knuckle. “Scarlet,” she shouted. “Calm down, this is what she mmmph…”

“That’s enough of that, “Elizabeth murmured as she covered Viola’s mouth before drilling a punch into her stomach. “This is between them. Anything you have to say, you say to me.”

Viola surprised the brunette as she jammed an elbow hard into her stomach, sending her falling out of her chair. “You’re right that’s between them. And this is between us. I think you need a reminder WHY he left me in charge.”

“Your famous Lockhart story?” Liza mocked as she rose smoothly to her feet. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but you lost that one didn’t you.”

“At least I fought her.” Viola snapped back, removing her top and bra in one swift motion baring her swelling triple Ds. “At least I took her on and made her work.”

“You made her work…my babies would have  crushed her.” Elizabeth purred as she pulled down her costume. As always Viola wondered just how the hell she stuffed those things into the suit. She was easily a cup size bigger than what she’d seen of Tifa. “I’d have loved to match up against her…two brunette beauties with a love for the fight. Instead I get stuck with second best.”

“Sorry to disappoint you.” Viola said as the pair circled. This had been a long time coming and despite the disparaging remarks both knew only too well how dangerous the other was. Lunging forward they smashed all four monsters together, squashing and rolling them against the other as they pressed forward. Simultaneously they pulled back and swung their taut heavy breasts forcefully at the another. 

Sailing through the air the orbs crashed together flattening and trembling from the force as both beauties moaned at the impact. The size disparity was obvious, but that was the only difference as they both stumbled back. “That’s it,” Elizabeth panted, her body quivering with urgent energy. “Let’s enjoy this.”

“Freak,” Viola grunted, as they stepped up hands on their hips and began swinging their boobs at one another, the orbs squishing together with loud “PLOPPING” sounds as the flesh wobbled.

In the mud behind them Scarlet shook her head, remembering what Viola kept hammering into her. Lose her temper and lose the fight. Spinning around in the mud she found Vicky distracted and looking over at Viola and Elizabeth. Not one to miss an opportunity Scarlet charged again. 

The sloshing sound of the mud made it impossible to take the brunette for surprise as she slammed into Vicky the two wrapping their arms around the other’s lower body the angle forcing their boobs up towards their faces. Grunting savagely they both endeavored to push or throw the other down while still grinding their still sore boobs into the opposite.

“Looks like you’ve lost your sponsor cunt,” Vicky gasped out over the four peaks squashed in front of them. “Sis’s been prodding at that red headed bitch for years.”

“I think you misunderstand,” Scarlet replied, pushing strongly against the younger woman. “I’m HER sponsor.”

The split second of Vicky considering the absurdity of Scarlet’s statement the blonde strained and the brunette took a stumbling step back. Then another. “F…fuck you!” The girl hissed furiously as she tensed her legs, toes struggling for purchase on the mud covered plastic. Then, with a hoarse disbelieving groan, she felt herself thrown face first into the mud. Rolling away frantically to avoid having her opponent pin her face down she spat out mud and wiped her face…only to see Scarlet standing where she had been. A look of contempt on her face.

“Looks like my girl is proving more than she can handle,” Viola gritted out, her breathing fast and heavy.

“You of all people should know the danger of pushing Vicky into a corner.” Elizabeth gasped back, her sister’s shout of rage proving her point. The ferocity and energy of their initial conflict had tapered off and now they boxed their boobs at one another Viola working her tit as deep as she could into Liza’s whenever she could. But the short brunette showed no sign of it having any effect. And the sheer weight of her larger breasts were causing considerable pain.

The were circling the pool like a pair of sharks slamming, punching and jabbing their boobs at one another. Sometimes Viola staggered the stacked brunette with violent blows forcing her to retreat and other times Elizabeth pounded the furious redhead with vicious slams, getting the entire weight of her breasts behind each strike. 

Both were experienced fighters in multiple fields and it was only natural they’d come into conflict. They both came away from their first fight believing that they had been the victor and now it was time to finally settle the matter once and for all. Focused as they were on the their own fight they missed the savage flurry of breast on breast as Scarlet and Vicky stood toe to toe in a corner of the pit before the brunette cried out and fell heavily. But they didn’t miss the blonde’s declaration of, “Viola, stop playing with the big titted little whore!”

Both paused mid swing at that, the globes rolling past it’s opposite number gently as they stared at the blonde in the pool of mud. She was standing on the far edge while Victoria sat with her back to them. “Just knock her on her flabby ass and let’s get out of here!”

“Vicky…” Elizabeth said slowly and clearly, before turning a pair a very angry eyes at Viola. “Get off your ass and ruin this dumb blonde for me…NOW!”

“Yes Lizzy,” the mud covered brunette stammered as she scrambled to her feet glaring at Scarlet. “Bad enough you embarrass me in front of Andy, now you’ve made Liza mad at me.”

“Aw, is wittle baby frightened of big scary sister,” Scarlet mocked. “Wait, let me correct myself, little scary sister. Just when I thought you couldn’t get more pathetic.”

Screeching in almost insane rage Vicky charged at Scarlet, who twirled out her path, giving her a slap on the rump as she sailed past, striking a pose. “Ole!”

“You…you…” Incoherent now, the brunette marched forward in a manner that made the blonde back away momentarily. Things had gone way beyond what she was expecting. The look in the girl’s eyes was a promise of lasting pain or injury. Scarlet crouched as she approached, then paused. The brunette took a deep breathe then also sank into a crouch speaking calmly. “They’re going to find you and your fucking redheaded friend here tomorrow…naked, shaved bald and your tits flatter than your ass. I promise you that.”

Scarlet’s eyes narrowed, as Vicky unintentionally picked a wrong choice of words. The fact that she was also a brunette didn’t help. “Bring it on bitch, you’re just the appetizer.” She hissed as she lunged forward swinging her boobs at the girl. The orb smacked solidly against Vicky’s staggering the brunette before arms circled necks,  grabbing at muddy hair. Snarling they began heaving their boobs at one another as hard as they were able.

Out of the pool was a battle equal in ferocity but more methodical and less emotional. Viola felt herself staggering against Liza’s savage breast blows despite her own solid hits at the brunette’s pillow like tits. Her boobs were still firm but just like the first time, more than two years ago, this short stacked brunette had her number.

Elizabeth advanced aggressively swinging her tits at the taller redhead. Despite the sound of her own whines as their breasts crashed together she could feel her excitement growing at the sight of the agony on Viola’s face. She loved fighting…with her tits, with her body, it didn’t matter. The harder the fight, the more fun dominating the loser afterwards, and she’d been looking forward to putting Viola in her place for years.

A solid hit. Both cried out loudly as their boobs flattened in the air before sheer weight pushed the taller woman back and onto the floor. “That’s one,” Liza cooed, massaging her monsters, as Viola scrambled back to her feet. “Remember how many times I times I knocked you down last time? Don’t hold back Vi, there’s no fun if you quit too soo…OW!”

The blonde stumbled back, arms waving frantically, before tumbling to the floor. Viola cringed as she frantically patted at her boobs after that uppercut she’d delivered. Liza slowly pushed herself to her feet, heavy breasts jiggling. “What I remember is how many times I knocked you on YOUR ass?” The redhead growled as she took the offensive swinging her tits at the blonde who stumbled back, seemingly surprised by the woman’s aggression. “And what makes you think you have what it takes to make me quit!”

Liza swung back, and the weight of her boobs seemed to still be a factor as the orbs clashed in the air, but Viola took no step back constantly staying in close where her height gave her an advantage and Liza’s oversized boobs were a detriment. Utilizing her tits like fists she punched instead of swung, driving her globes deep into Liza’s teats. In response Liza went low, using her smaller size to hit at the sensitive undersides of the other woman’s boobs.

Wincing at the stinging, Viola shoved her tits forward into the blonde’s grinding them in even as Liza’s arms went around her back pulling her in close. “Got you,” Liza grunted, while Viola’s arms went over the shorter girl’s shoulders.

“No, I’ve got you!” Viola hissed back as both shoved forward Liza’s larger boobs flowing over the redhead’s though it gave the impression of her boobs being penetrated more. Grunting, she tried to lift the top heavy brunette but the act brought on the realisation that they hadn’t been paying attention to where their fight had taken them. Feet slipping on still damp mud both lost their balance and tumbled into the pool, startling the tiring pair within that had fallen to their knees over the course of their course of their exhaustive boob battle.

Both released their grip as the wave of mud from the two women hit them, pausing for a moment to stare at the two newcomers who didn’t miss a beat and rolled slowly as both fought for the dominant spot. Vicky then whined in pain as Scarlet got in a free hit before she banged back at the blonde, the two sitting up on their knees as they rotated their shoulders, their breath hot in the other’s face.

The room now echoed with the sloshing, squelching and sucking of the mud as the four determined women fought fiercely within the confines of their private arena. Yells, screams and squeals rebounded as they poured violence into their respective opponent, so intent were they on mutual destruction that none of the four considered a rather pertinent question.

The gym was not sound proofed and the sound of their savage war carried far into the corridor beyond the closed door, yet it drew no attention or investigation. Even Viola and Elizabeth, caught up in their private, bitter, feud failed to consider this fact. Though even if the thought had occurred to them, neither would’ve acted on it, so focused were they on finally settling a two year grudge and determining once and for all who was the queen Bee.

Scarlet and Vicky didn’t care either way. Scarlet’s open contempt for the honeygirl and Vicky’s bitter, festering resentment towards the older woman exploded into violent conflicts so regular that the gym would be full on the expected days. The two had been a source of entertainment for so long that neither would have cared if the entire Inn staff was in the room cheering them. All they cared about was hurting and establishing their dominance over the other.

Vicky aggressed desperately, furious and scared at the blonde’s continued defiance, swinging her mammaries with especial force at Scarlet who increased the strength of her own swings as both beauties panted and squealed at the agony. Scarlet groaned as fell back to sit on her feet head hanging low after a solid left on right hit, her breasts hanging noticeably lower. “That’s right you old cunt,” Vicky panted, hands on her hips. Though her own breasts also had some hang, they were still high on her chest. “Did you think those flabby bags could stand to these?”

Scarlet twitched at that, a low growl building in the back of her throat, before lunging forward to slam her tits into Vicky’s undersides as both shrieked at the collision. The blow literally sent the brunette’s boobs to smack into the lower part of her face as she fell prone in the mud. Sputtering, she struggled to get back up only to be pushed back down as Viola and Elizabeth rolled over her, neither paying attention to anything but the woman being crushed in her arms.

“I’m not even forty yet, yet smartmouth little bitches like you keep calling me old,” Scarlet said calmly, as she knee walked towards Vicky. The brunette kicked at her, sending a sheet of mud to splash against her body. “Perhaps after I smash those tits of yours till they hang empty on your chest you’ll know what…OLD…really looks like.”

“You talk big,” Vicky grunted back rising to kneel opposite the blonde. “But I’ve been kicking your ass since day one. If Viola…!”

Tiring of the whining voice, Scarlet slapped the brunette. It wasn’t a blow meant to bruise, or even to hurt. It was one intended to let the other know exactly what she thought of her. At Vicky’s shocked expression Scarlet shook out her hair, thrust out her chest and tilted her head to the side. The invitation was obvious. The girl’s hand came up to smack wetly against the blonde’s cheek before they wrapped themselves up, heads over the other’s shoulder as they ground their boobs together brutally.

Blinking at the mud that caked her face Scarlet moaned in the brunette’s ear as she heard Vicky groan in her own. Their boobs squashed together, mashing and spreading  with the mud sticking the flesh as they pressed forward, then sucking wetly as the flesh attempted to return to it’s original shape when they briefly loosened their grips. 

She blinked again as Viola and Liza briefly entered her field of vision, the redhead pumping down furiously as she lay slightly on top of the the smaller woman, before they rolled in the other direction. Just like Tifa’s fight with Joslyn, the two were so evenly matched that neither could gain an advantage. Unlike the sisters however, neither was willing to call for a stop or a break. Then they rolled back into her view to stop on their sides even as she gritted her teeth and gasped as Vicky tried and failed to push in her boobs.

Viola gasped in frustration as she fought to control the smaller woman even as she struggled against the impressive strength behind that small frame. They were at a stalemate as both exerted effort to overpower the other with neither able to move. Pumping and thrusting her breasts at the brunette even as she bashed and banged her boobs in return Viola just couldn’t move the other woman.

“We both know how this will end.” Elizabeth panted, even as they crushed their rocking bodies together. “You couldn’t beat me then, you can’t beat me now.”

“Funny, I remember it another way,” Viola grunted in response as she grabbed at the shorter woman’s hair, using the added leverage to finally get on top. Powering down she drove her boobs deep into Liza’s pillow like tits, grimacing at the effort. As she glared down at the smaller woman, arms wrapped firm and tight as their bodies remained tense, Liza raised her face to brush their lips together. Her eyes widened in shock as the blonde repeated the kiss, recoiling even as Liza used her distraction to topple her and roll on top.

“Shhh, let’s enjoy the view.” Liza whispered, licking her lips and inclining her head. Tilting her head back Viola could see Scarlet being slowly forced down before toppling back into the mud. Vicky swiftly mounted the blonde as their hands slapped at the other. Liza lowered her face, her eyes shining with an almost frightening lust. “It’s almost over, hmm. Admit I’m the better and I’ll have Vicky stop at just humiliating her. Then you and I can continue our business elsewhere. Just ask any of the girls…I fuck even better than I fight.”

Viola screamed at that and butted the short woman. The THUD as their foreheads cracked together was loud even Liza cried out at the unexpected pain, her hold on the redhead slipping as Viola kicked her away. Rubbing at her forehead, she winced as the two other women yelled latching onto each other’s boobs. But she only had eyes for the brunette, rapidly blinking her eyes as she massaged her own aching head. 

“After Tifa beat me I promised I’d never quit to another woman,” Viola hissed as she got her knees under her. “And if you think Scarlet will give up then you and your sister are in for a surprise. Now are we going to roll around a bit more or are you ready to actually fight?”

Elizabeth didn’t need an invitation as swiftly rose both women grabbing at the other’s shoulders heaving  their heavy mammaries to smash into the other, grunting loudly at the collision. They set up slow, deliberate pace, making sure to put as much force behind each lunge at the other’s chest. Grunts, quickly became screams as breasts reddened and bruised beneath the coating of slime.

“I’m going to…rip…them…OFF!” Vicky hissed hatefully as she stared into blue eyes that radiated a similar loathing, pulling her arms upwards with breasts in tow. Scarlet yelled at the pain, eyes leaking, but she never ceased in her own mangling as she dug in her fingers before twisting Vicky’s boobs in a clockwise manner as far as her wrists would go. Her face contorting from the agony, the brunette shifted her thumb and middle finger to pinch and squeeze at the nipple and areola.

Scarlet’s face went white under the mud and her grip slipped momentarily before latching back on and continuing to twist while now also jamming her thumb into the areola, pushing the nipple deep into the flesh. Both gasped and gave hiccupping sobs at the torment, both driven by months of mutual resentment to finally put to rest their impromptu rivalry. And as the honeygirl pulled and pinched, and the Shinra Head of Weapons Development twisted and jabbed, one finally could take the pain no longer. Vicky wailed and released Scarlet’s boobs, to bounce back onto her chest, grabbing and pulling frantically at the blonde’s wrists.

“Let go…LET GO!!!” She screamed her body rocking as she began scratching frantically as Scarlet’s arms. Yanking at the mammaries under her fingers the blonde pulled the brunette to sail over her body to land face first in the mud behind her head. For a long moment Scarlet lay there, drained, pain radiating from her scratches she could feel under the thick coating of mud. The stuff was everywhere. 

Groaning she sat up, wiping at he side of her head, scooping the mud out of her ears. Cleared now she heard the angry snarls and curses followed by agonized yells as the other two slammed their tits into one another, cringing at the hollow almost CRACKING sound of flesh striking flesh. Her eyes crossed as she got her first good look at Elizabeth’s assets. That they could sit on such a small body seemed an impossibility. Then her ears pricked up at a snuffling sound.

On her hands and knees she turned and saw the younger sister crawling towards the pool’s plastic edge. Her eyes went flat. After everything that had happened that little shit wasn’t getting to just walk away. “Oh Vicky…” Scarlet cooed sweetly. The look of terror on the brunette’s face when she turned and saw Scarlet crawling towards her was delicious. 

“Stay…stay away,” she kicked out desperately, sending mud flying at Scarlet’s body. Scarlet grabbed at the flailing limb, pulling the protesting girl back towards the center of the pit. “Leave me alone.”

“Oh no, no ,no darling. Not after everything you put me though.” Scarlet replied, releasing the limb and crawling up the brunette’s body. Vicky struggled desperately, fear lending her strength, even as Scarlet slapped her across the face before dropping fully onto her arms wrapping snugly. The difference was so stark that Scarlet gasped in pleasant surprise. “So THAT’s why you were running!”

“You bitch, you bitch,” Vicky sobbed over and over. With but the slightest of grinding her boobs simply melted away from Scarlet’s rack almost as if the boobs were as afraid as their owner. The blonde’s face took on a look of pure bliss as the brunette struggled weakly under her. “Let me go.”

“Would you have let me go?” Scarlet hissed as she ground down further feeling the final bit of resistance disappear as Vicky’s breasts collapsed and with a shriek of horror and pain she went limp under the blonde. Slowly getting off her opponent, Scarlet spitefully threw a lump of mud at the still form. “Pussy!”

“What have you done to my sister!?” The voice was loud and dangerous and definitely didn’t sound like it should come from the woman making the threat. Elizabeth knelt her breasts flowing and bulging out from her body while Viola lay back, a stunned look on her face.

“Oh, this?” Scarlet casually swiped at the still girl’s limp breasts, her senses screaming at her that showing any kind of weakness right now would be a very…VERY bad idea. “What was it you told her to do? Oh right…ruin me. Wasn’t up to the task, so I took it upon myself to show her how it’s done.”

“How it’s done? How it’s DONE!” The brunette’s voice rising to a piercing shriek as she threw herself at Scarlet who jumped, slipping and falling as she retreated from the enraged brunette. Viola grabbed at her from behind lifting her up and slamming her face first into the mud. 

“Get yourself and Vicky out of the pit,” the redhead said grimly as she pushed the sputtering brunette to slide to the far side of the pool. “This is my fight.”

Scarlet started to say something, then recoiled from the look in Viola’s eyes as she grabbed Vicky’s arms and grunted as she dragged her out of the pool and onto the mud covered tarp. Elizabeth hissed and spat as she wiped the mud form her body before focusing once again on her target. Scarlet almost instinctively reached for earing at the look the brunette shot her. Then Viola positioned herself between the two of them.

“This is between me and you LIZZY,” Viola spat. Elizabeth almost flew into the redhead’s arms at that. The only people that used that nickname were Vicky and Andrea. Viola staggered back at the collision before setting herself and pushing back, the two beauties grunting savagely as they fought like two huge chested sumo wrestlers.

Like a frozen tableau the pair remained stationary as they strained muscles to force the other back. Boobs squashed painfully. Head over shoulder Viola sucked in deep breathes as she tried to wrestle the smaller woman back. But from her position Elizabeth could see her downed sibling as well as the blonde that had beaten her, and the fury only fueled her aching muscles. Body beginning to tremble from the effort Viola gasped out, “Vicky started this, and got what she deserved for losing.”

“Then you won’t mind me giving your little friend what SHE deserves,” Liza snarled, using her lower center of gravity and prodigious breasts to force Viola back one step at a time as the redhead’s eyes widened in shock. A cruel sneer crossed the brunette’s mud covered face. “That’s right Red, I’m stronger than you.”

“Funny that,” Viola grunted as she rallied pushing forward and down as Liza’s sneer disappeared and strained look replaced it. Their bodies had already been bent as they pressed forward their breasts squashing and spreading thickly from the pressure. Now with Viola exerting pressure down she was forcing the brunette’s body to bend even more. The only way to relieve the pressure was to step back, but the redhead’s hand went low, to lock around her waist. “I’ve been teaching Scarlet how to deal with opponents stronger than her.”

With a frustrated cry, Liza felt herself bent to the point of tumbling back into the mud as Viola quickly mounted her, pinning her arms under her legs. Looking up at the panting red head Elizabeth gave a tired smile. “So what was it you said earlier…are we gonna roll around a bit more? Or are you going to sit there all night, because  I’m quite fine with either. Sooner or later I’ll have you and that blonde putting those bodies to better use. The more you fight the better it is…trust me.”

Scarlet’s ears perked up at that the brunette’s words…could it really be that easy? 

“No…I finally figured out how to beat you.” Viola gave a toothy smile a she grabbed at Liza’s monsters. As Scarlet watched smaller woman squealed, not in pain…but in pleasure, as her friend manipulated the breasts, pinching at the nipples and palpating the thick flesh. Her legs kicked out wildly as her body bucked wildly under the taller woman.

“Oh…oh…” Liza chanted as Scarlet stared, mesmerized at the woman’s behavior, while Viola pulled, pinched and massaged at the globes under her hands. Then the brunette screamed long and loud as a white substance gushed from her nipples her body going rigid as a board before relaxing, eyes closed. 

Viola rose tiredly from the supine woman as she used the still wet mud to get the white stuff from her hands. At Scarlet’s incredulous look she nodded. “Yes…yes she just came from tits. I figured it out while we were fighting. When she said she loves to fight, she meant it literally.”

“Kind of anti-climactic after how I handled my girl,” Scarlet remarked as she nudged at Vicky’s still form.

“I don’t care,” the red head groaned as she massaged her own aching mammaries. “I just want to put this sorry business behind me. Guess we didn’t need to bother with your plan.”

“Still seems like a kind of cheap way to win,” Scarlet noted.

“I totally agree.”

Viola gave a squall as she fell flat into the mud, before being dragged backwards towards a resurgent Elizabeth. Kicking out she freed the limb and spun around as the brunette fell on top of her. Her shriek as the woman’s boobs crashed onto her own was drowned out by Liza’s laughter. 

“That was incredible Vi,” she cooed as she wrapped her arms snugly around Viola’s body, as her lips covered the redhead’s. Viola arms instinctively went around the opposing body, but her eyes were wide with shock, and not a little fear as the brunette lifted them into a kneeling position. Liza kissed at the shocked woman again before giving a girlish giggle. “I needed a pick me up. And don’t worry. Even after I flatten your boobs you can play with mine any day.”

Viola screamed again as Elizabeth tightened her arms squeezing with full force. Horrified at her friend’s screams, Scarlet started forward, only to trip and land with her top half in the pool. Looking around she stared into a pair of furious, griefstricken eyes. 

“My boobs…MY BOOBS! YOU!!” Vicky screeched as she grabbed at Scarlet from behind hands yanking the blonde’s boobs in opposite directions. A smile crossed her face at the woman’s agonized yell before an elbow cracked against her chin knocking her off the older woman. Hacking and coughing, Scarlet clutched at her chest as she stared in disbelief at the enraged brunette. “You ruin my breasts, I ruin yours!!”

“I don’t have time to deal with you right now,” Scarlet grunted. She swore as she heard Viola cry out again and Liza laugh. “Run along like a good little girl or I’ll do more than just flatten your boobs!”

Vicky shrieked in rage as she lowered her head and charged the blonde wrapping her arms around her waist and pushing her back. Scarlet slapped and scratched at the back of the girl but then that garnered no results she pounded furiously with a clenched fist. Vicky clawed her way up Scarlet’s body grabbing at hair even as they bore teeth and snarled at the other. Releasing one hand, they punched at stomach, chest and occasionally the face while also kneeing at the other.

Viola knew pain well. With her lifestyle she and pain were the best of friends. And when you knew pain, you knew it’s ins and outs, how to suppress it and even how to make it feel good. But this was pain the likes of nothing she could remember. But she fought back because that was the only thing to do as her breasts continued to stand firm against the brunette’s constant pressure. Groaning hoarsely their bodies rocked slowly side to side, back and forth as tired arms crushed the small body to her own. “I won’t…I won’t quit. I’ll never quit!” She gasped out as tears blurred her vision.

“Oh but you will,” Elizabeth giggled through the pain. Every time she squeezed she felt Viola’s boobs quiver as the taut flesh resisted, but weakened. Her own tits hurt terribly, but that was nothing new to her. She enjoyed it, almost. “It will take me longer to tame you than any other, but you will quit. I won’t stop until you do.”

Viola wailed as Liza slowly and deliberately got one foot under her, and then another. Hearing the small woman panting with the effort was no consolation as Liza now pressed downwards with every squeeze and thrust. “Isn’t this just delicious…this is same pool you humiliated Shirley in isn’t it.” The brunette groaned deeply as Viola squeezed stubbornly, still fighting back, her breasts making decent headway against her boobs, but unable to handle the constant assault from her own larger pair. Then she sighed in pleasure, her hips beginning to jerk slightly. “Oh I felt that…did you? Your boobs are giving up!”

“Fuck you and yours!” Scarlet snarled as the victorious blonde dragged a still struggling Vicky over to where the two veterans fought. She wasn’t sure if she had a black eye, but she definitely felt a bruising on her cheek after the exchange she’d had with the younger woman. Pulling the brunette around, Vicky scratched spitefully at Scarlet’s face, before the blonde crashed her fist into the girl’s face to send her flying into her sister’s body knocking Elizabeth off her friend. 

“You are either very brave…or very stupid,” Liza remarked as she pushed her, again, unconscious sister off her body. Pausing to caress at Vicky’s face she got to her feet even as Scarlet helped a trembling Viola to her own. “That’s twice you’ve hurt Vicky. I hope you’ve got insurance.”

“How about an offer?”

The short brunette paused at that…then laughed in genuine amusement. “You trying to buy your way out of a beating? I doubt you have enough to make it worth my while.”

“Oh no…someone like you has no interest in money…am I right?” Scarlet gently led a wide eyed Viola to a chair, before herself taking a seat. “You want a fight. To fight someone who’ll make it worth your while to dominate and control?”

Liza cocked her head at that, then strutted out of the pool to stand over Scarlet while both still dripped mud. “And you know someone like that?” She asked, her body visibly trembling. “If you’re lying to me…”

“Tifa…” Scarlet said deliberately…

“…Lockhart.”

“Darlings…why do you have to go and make things difficult,” Andrea Rhodea pressed his hands to his temples. It had been simplicity itself to pit Vicky against Scarlet. That he’d get to see the long awaited rematch between Viola and Lizzy was an added bonus and a side bet of five hundred k. All in all it had been a profitable night…until now.

His sympathies lay with Avalanche. Even moreso considering his respect for both Cloud and the woman being discussed. The odds were being considered and bets were already being tallied and, with past history and recent conflicts entering the equation, Elizabeth was being favored at fifty to one and the fight expected to last between thirty to sixty minutes. “Barbarians…” he muttered to himself, amused at his own hypocrisy.

“What do you think?” He asked.

M emerged from a spot near his bed at his question. “How did you know I was there?”

“Maybe I didn’t…maybe it was just a feeling.” He smirked. “We did share it a few times over the years.”

“I must be out of practice…” Mikoto muttered, before leaning over to stare at the screen. “I’d like to fight her myself, honestly. Viola had the right idea…too bad she didn’t drive home the point.”

“And…?”

“I’d say it’s touch and go. She wasn’t in top condition when I faced her and it was too brief. I also don’t think she’s ever gone up against anyone with Elizabeth’s…tendencies. If it’s a straight up fight, I don’t see Lockhart losing but in a fight like this…” Madame M sighed, shaking her head. “I’m not sure she’d even WANT to win if she knew what she was getting into. That girl would follow her around like a bitch in heat.”

“I’d say she’s in for a ride win or lose.” Andrea remarked. “By the way, I’ve wired your winnings over the Wutai business. How did you know Cloud wouldn’t push the matter?

“His hands told me,” M smiled in a predatory manner as she melted back in the shadow of his bed. “I know everything I need to know.”

“Good luck with that,” the man muttered in amusement. Clicking at his board he put up odds on M vs Tifa then sat back as the numbers started rolling. M had retired shortly after her patron. When he’d talked to her about it she’d simply cited boredom and a lack of interesting opponents. So he wondered…was it Cloud that interested her, or Tifa. Maybe both.

He leaned back, pursing his lips as he pondered. He’d grant Liza her time off, neither she nor her sister would be of much use right now. He’d also give Vi some paid leave. That would set the tongues wagging, which would generate more buzz and in turn drum up more business. He’d also set rumors running about the fight. Glancing at the cameras he settled down to wait, once they left, he’d have the room cleaned. That it would make them wary sat fine with his intentions.

“Cloud old boy…you certainly attract some interesting types.” He muttered, then grinned. “Though in my line of business I can’t really talk now can I.”

<Two days earlier at coast of Wutai>

Barret rolled wildly as he dodged a charging Behemoth before turning his cannon on the plethora of flying monsters the Weapon had unleashed. “Well this plan got shot all to hell,” He shouted over the sound of guns firing. 

“I don’t think anyone could have guessed that a Weapon could create it’s own personal army,” Reno remarked as he stabbed his electro rod into the side of the Behemoth as it charged past, the beast roaring at the shock. Rockets roared overheard to make disturbingly small explosions against the emerald green body of the Weapon.

Even higher the Highwind flew with an escort of Shinra small flyers and Wutai dragon riders, dropping bombs on monster clusters after a initial failed attempt to get close to Emerald. On it’s decks Shinra troopers fought alongside Wutai bowmen to keep the decks clear. Chomping on his long expired cigar Cid cursed as he swung the wheel to avoid the flying beasts that didn’t seem to care if they became chopped meat on the Airships rotor blades.

One such creature’s remains fell the several hundred feet to land close to where Red XIII fought alongside Tifa, Elena and Joslyn. Jo had found an unexpected ally in the short haired blonde when her sister had insisted she remain safely in the town limits. Pointing out that if they failed the town WOULDN’T be any safer Tifa had reluctantly agreed so long as she stayed close. Nanaki stayed close at Cloud’s request, his leonine form darting to rip out a throat with his teeth or tear open a belly with his claws.

The three women fought almost back to back, using materia enhanced strikes and kicks lashing out at anything that came close while simultaneously blasting fire, ice and lightning when an opportunity arose. 

“GET DOWN!” Elena shouted, yanking her gun from it’s holster, as Tifa dropped in a split as the blonde fired off two rounds into the eyes of a bomb. The creature swelled in a final vengeful attack even as Joslyn kicked out sending it into rolling back into an approaching swarm the disappeared in the creature’s explosive death. 

“Are we even making a dent in this?” Jo asked jumping back as a squad of troopers reached their position firing steady bursts into monsters stunned by the explosion. 

“Unless we take out that Weapon, there’ll be no end to them,” Elena grunted, waving her hands as glowing shields materialised around the soldiers covering them before they charged into the cloud. 

“I don’t know. Is it looking…smaller to either of you?” Tifa asked, pointing.

Blonde and brunette stared in the direction of massive creature as, with a loud bellow, a new wave of flying monsters formed from it’s shoulders. “Maybe,” Elena replied, doubtfully. “Kind of hard to tell. Regardless we need to keep pushing. We have to find the president.”

“And Cloud,” Joslyn chimed in as they followed in the direction of troopers. Tifa didn’t say anything, but she wasn’t particularly worried about Cloud…at least not from the monsters. Then the Weapon fired a beam of dark green energy from one of the…eyes…on it’s shoulders, the shockwave sending them tumbling back. A deep trench fifteen feet wide now barred their passage.

“How much longer?” Yuffie demanded as Emerald gave another one of it’s bellowing cries and monsters formed on it’s surface, replacing the ones the creature had destroyed when it had fired that beam. “We can’t hold this spot much longer.”

“It is…angry…” Her father gritted from his position, sitting cross legged. Sweat beaded his face as he held a large red materia in his hands. “Angry at our weakness…at our rejection. She doesn’t accept that we did it so avoid the wholesale destruction that would have resulted had we unleashed her.”

“Then make her understand!” Yuffie yelled as she hurled her shuriken to bounce between three doglike beasts before it bounced back to her hand. “Without us, who’ll she have to worship her?”

“I don’t think angering a creature of it’s power would be a prudent path,” Rufus remarked, throwing a grenade into a cluster that appeared to be massing for a charge. The explosion killed several, then a lightning strike charred those that remained. Unclenching his fist, Cloud peered upwards at the approaching Weapon. It’s movements were slow and lethargic. Probably like the one that attacked Junon it was more at home in the water. The he cocked his head at the shoulder as another beam of energy shot out over them.

“How many grenades do you have left?” He asked the Shinra president as he hurled another into an even larger grouping of monsters that had just formed.

“That was my last one,” he replied, pulling out his shotgun. 

“Get in touch with your flyers,” Cloud said, “Tell them to take out those things on it’s shoulders. It’s using the monsters to tie down your troops before just blasting them.”

Rufus raised an eyebrow before tapping at a device in his ear, calling out instructions. A few seconds later several rockets soared overhead. Most exploded ineffectually against the monster’s bulk but several found their target exploding in the creature’s “eye”. A piercing wail followed the detonation and several larger monsters simply dissolved as smoke cleared from the gaping hole.

A cheer arose from the human combatants, only to be silence as the Weapon reminded them it had three more “eyes” with which to kill them. The explosion killed indiscriminately human and monster, but Emerald quickly replaced any of it’s own, while the Wutai defender’s numbers continued to dwindle.

Godo’s body spasmed as the stone thrummed with power, then his eyes glowed and he rose slowly. “No…I won’t.” he gasped. Yuffie turned to stare as her father’s hands twisted, trying to release their grip from the stone. “I won’t do it…she’s not ready.”

“Dad?”

“Yuffie…it’s you. She wants…AGHH!” Godo screamed as the stone pulsed, knocking him to the ground. Instead of falling with him the red materia floated to where Yuffie stood, the girl backing away in superstitious fear. “CHILD OF WUTAI, YOU STILL HOLD TO YOUR GLORY. WILL YOU ACCEPT MY AID AND IT’S PRICE!”

“Yuffie,” the shogun, held out a shattered hand, two fingers twisted almost beyond recognition. “Don’t do it.”

“If I don’t, what chance do we have?” The kunoichi demanded, before turning back to the materia. “Do I at least get to ask what the price is?”

“YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS.”

“MIKOTO! STOP HER!”

Yuffie jumped at her father’s shout as Madame M appeared below her, jabbing one of her golden pins at where she once was.

“What are YOU doing here!” she demanded as rolled to a stop.

“Why wouldn’t I be here to help my homeland, Sticks?” M had forgone her kimono for the traditional skintight kunoichi outfit that had been outlawed after peace with Shinra. “I’m more surprised to see you here considering how much you say you hate it.”

“I don’t hate my home. I hate what was DONE to it.” Yuffie pointed out. “At least I didn’t sell out and move to Midgar.”

Mikoto paused for a moment, then hurled a sharpened pin at Yuffie…to sail over her shoulder into the throat of an approaching Gigas. “We all do what we must to survive, Yuffie. Maybe a dose a responsibility is what she needs to grow up, Godo.”

Yuffie took one last look at her father’s stricken face before reaching for the red materia. “I accept your terms. Now please, save my home.”

Her world went blue.

Aboard the Highwind Cid shouted a particularly vile profanity as he yanked the wheel far to the left to avoid a pillar of blue light that erupted from below. On the decks several warriors from both Wutai and Shinra were thrown screaming to fall to their deaths far below. 

Barret and Reno had finally managed to join up with Nanaki and the girls as they stared in awe at the light. 

“Is that what Godo had been talking about?” Joslyn asked. “The secret Wutai had been protecting.”

“Only one way to find out,” Tifa replied. “Barret! Cannon ball special.”

“Hell yeah!” The huge man shouted as Tifa jumped into his hand before he hurled her across the trench. “Who’s next?”

One by one they were thrown, with Reno protesting loudly. Red XIII however bared his teeth in a snarl as Barret reached for him. “This one will not be thrown like a piece of refuse!” He growled before trotting backwards to get distance and then moving into a gallop before leaping across. He almost didn’t make it as her scrabbled at the edge with his paws before being pulled up by Tifa and Reno.

“Go on ahead!” Barret bellowed. “I’ll find another way across.”

Even as he said this, the light exploded outwards and a huge serpentine from emerged. Rearing upwards it hissed a challenge at the Emerald Weapon, which blared back in defiance. Slithering through the air the beast charged the Weapon even as it’s three remaining eyes opened fire. 

“Leviathan,” Rufus breathed as he stood staring. “The old man was right.”

“We need to clear the area,” Cloud remarked, yanking on his suit. Rufus glared at his interruption but then noticed his soldiers scattering as Weapon and Summoned god clashed. The monsters now ignored the human warriors, recognizing a far greater threat to their creator.

“No, we need to keep up the pressure,” Rufus replied, raising his gun to fire a flare to signal a continuous attack. “On it’s own even Leviathan won’t be enough to stop the Weapon.”

And, he thought to himself, they still needed more time to complete their main objective.

“CLOUD!”

Both blonde men turned at the shout. “Tifa? What are you…M?” Cloud looked in surprise at the masseuse before his attention was drawn to Yuffie’s still form in Godo’s arms, the glow in her eyes disturbing him. “What happened to her.”

“She’s become Leviathan’s vessel. What happens to either, happens to both.” As if to prove the statement Leviathan gave a chirping cry as one of Weapon’s beams sheared off several of it’s fins, resulting in Yuffie’s body twisting in silent pain and a dark purple bruise spreading across her lower arm.

“Rufus…” Cloud started even as the Shinra president touched his ear, relaying orders. He nodded before turning to the Shogun. 

“Lord Godo your riders need to provide cover for our ships,” Rufus said. “Without getting closer they can’t guarantee that they won’t hit Leviathan.”

Godo nodded at Chekhov who raised a curved horn blowing three sharp blasts which were picked up by other squads who also relayed the orders. Overhead the sky was suddenly full of dragons, small flying ships and soldiers in jetpacks, swiftly followed by volleys of rockets that dotted the Weapon’s body with explosions. It’s roars began to take on an almost human note of frustration and pain as another circular eye erupted in gore from a rocket strike.

Abruptly Emerald bellowed, the shockwave from the roar knocking monsters and humans back. Flyers were knocked back tumbling in the air and even Leviathan was sent flying back. Close as they were Cloud stabbed his sword into the ground to maintain his balance, holding one one handed as he grabbed out at Joslyn’s leg as she and Tifa tumbled past. As sudden as it began, it stopped and they dropped to the ground.

“What the hell was that,” the girl demanded as they got back to their feet.

“It’s running…” Cloud stared, unable to believe what he was seeing as the Weapon backed over the water, slowly sinking beneath the waves. “It’s retreating.”

“Then we’ve won?” Tifa asked. “It’s over.”

“FOR NOW CHILD OF MAN!” The words came from Yuffie’s mouth as she staggered up, walking towards them, but the voice was not her’s. Leivathan halted it’s pursuit of the Weapon, it’s tail flicking out to send a group of Shinra flyers screaming into the water. “THE ABOMINATION HAS DEPARTED, AND I TIRE. BUT IN TIME I SHALL EXACT MY REVENGE ON THE DESECRATORS.”

“Desecrators?” Joslyn asked. “What does she mean?”

“She means us,” Elena replied as she pointed her gun in Yuffie’s direction as the girl collapsed, the glow fading from her eyes. Joslyn’s leg kicked out, knocking the weapon from Elena’s hands as Cloud’s sword dug a furrow in the dirt. “This is bigger than all of us. You cannot honestly expect to…”

“Stand down Elena,” Rufus ordered as he positioned himself between the Turk and the others. Godo gently lifted his daughter, wincing in pain, as his disciples and Mikoto took up positions in front of him. “We can at best consider this a draw, but the losses we’ve  suffered are substantial. I can’t afford a conflict with Wutai, not with Sephiroth and the other Weapons still out there.”

“And you’ve got troops about the grab the large materia.” Cloud said casually.

For a moment, despite the cheers around them, it felt as if things got silent as Rufus reloaded his shotgun. “How’d you guess?”

“Vital supplies…you coming here personally. It would benefit Shinra immensely if Wutai was to just disappear,” Cloud answered as the two men circled. “Considering what materials your company has access to there’s only one thing that would cause you to come to Wutai’s defense.

“And assuming you’re correct…what are you going to do about it?” The Shinra president asked, as Elena and Reno took up positions opposite the Wutai Shogun as the soldiers began to take notice of something going on between their leaders. “You’ve lost your trump card in Leviathan and history is on my side when it comes to conflicts between Shinra and Wutai.”

Gorkii and the others bristled at the reminder, even as Cloud held out his sword to block them. “You’re welcome to it. Not like it’s going to do you any good by itself.”

“I could say the same for you,” Rufus noted. “Why not join forces? Together I think our odds of coming out of this on top would go up considerably.”

“Even if I was to agree I think you could guess the answer my friends would give,” Cloud replied, a small smile on his lips. “Get what use you can out of it. We’ll be coming for it before everything is over.”

“We’ll see,” Rufus touched his earpiece, nodding at what was said, before turning the Elena and Reno. “Rude and Cissnei have retrieved the materia. Get the men ready to depart.”

“Was fun chief,” Reno saluted, grinning. “Ladies, don’t miss me too much.”

“Get moving,” Elena growled, grabbing him by his collar. ” Joslyn…Tifa…next time it won’t be so easy.”

“I told you to call me Jo, Ellie.” The brunette grinned at the blonde’s sour expression.

“Let’s get out of here,” Tifa grunted. Turning the small group was joined by what soldiers remained as Barret came running up.

“What’s wrong?” Cloud asked.

“Nothing…nothing…” Joslyn replied, burying her head in his shoulder, as they basked in the afterglow. 

At the celebration, Tifa had pushed Joslyn on him and told them to “have fun” since she had “something to take care of”. Not one to waste an open invitation, she’d dragged him to a secluded area where she, Yuffie and Tifa had trained. The loving had been fierce and urgent with the kisses being particularly wild as they muffled their pleasured cries in each other’s mouths. Soon, all too soon, it was over and Joslyn collapsed on to Cloud’s body.

Warm and wet with perspiration they rested together as Cloud stroked her hair. As good as it had been he knew she’d been distracted, and he had also had a good idea why.

“You’re still worried about Yuffie,” Cloud guessed, as he pulled her naked body closer. He felt her tense, then nod into his shoulder. “She already woke up. I’ve always said she’s tougher than we give her credit for. By tomorrow we’ll have to stop her from running off after materia again.”

Joslyn giggled at that, before raising her body to look him in the face. “Cloud…honestly. Am I helping or holding you guys back.”

“What are you talking about?” Cloud replied, dragging his eyes from the delectable flesh hanging just below his eyes. “If you were a detriment Tifa wouldn’t have even let you on the Highwind in the first place. And we wouldn’t be in our current position.”

“I just felt like Tifa and Elena spent more time protecting me than doing actual fighting. Maybe Yuffie wouldn’t have been pushed into becoming Leviathan if…”

“Don’t ever go down that route. Trust me, I know. Yuffie…is…fine.” Cloud said punctuating the last three words with a kiss, the final one deep as he thrust his tongue to battle with her own organ. When they finally came up for air he planted another on her nose as she gasped. “You even got Elena to lighten up, trust me that’s no easy feat. Just take things at your own pace.”

Groaning in lust, she pushed at him, but he grabbed her hands, rolling her under him. “In this however, we’re going to take it slow,” he whispered moving slowly, teasingly. “We have a long night. No need to rush.”

Resting a deeply sleeping Jo onto the futon provided, Cloud quietly exited the room via the same window he’d entered. Now to find Tifa…and he had a pretty good idea on where to look. He could only hope that the damage wasn’t too extensive…and that the two idiots hadn’t made a spectacle of themselves.

Thankfully the sake seemed to still be flowing which meant that the party was either still in full swing or most of the participants were passed out drunk. Which was why he was grateful to see his destination was still deserted. For a brief moment he wondered if he’d guessed wrong, then he heard the noise they were making.

“SHITTY BRAT!” He heard one shout, followed by loud crashing and splintering sounds intermixed with yells and shouts of combat.

“HAH, THAT THE BEST YOU GOT?” Another shouted in return to the sounds a repeated flesh on flesh blows followed by angry and pained cries in both voices.

“SO YOU LIKE THAT, HUH!” More crashing and thudding noises with even more yells and Cloud ducked as a wooden bucket came flying through the paper door.

“ALL RIGHT…THERE!” Sounds of kicks and punches followed by squeals of pain echoed in the room and Cloud would swear that through the paper it looked like a genuine dust up with fists and legs flying in all directions before a lush, soft body crashed through to land in his arms.

“Who…oh,” Despite her disheveled appearance and torn gi Mikoto still radiated sex appeal as one boob hung out of the torn outfit. “Did you start using guns, or are you just happy to see me?”

“You want some more M, cause I can…Cloud! What are you doing here?” Tifa asked as she adjusted her own torn outfit. “Where’s Josy?”

“She’s sleeping,” Cloud stared at the condition of the room. Holes in the wall, floor and even the ceiling while weapon racks lay in splintered heaps in the corner of the room. “I figured this would be where I’d find you. You two done yet?”

“That’d be up to her,” Tifa’s eyes narrowed. “How long do you intend to let her hump you like that?”

“Don’t blame the boy,” Mikoto replied as Cloud quickly released her. “It’s something that comes naturally around a specimen like myself.”

“You’re sounding like maybe we need to go another round or three,” Tifa growled.

“Oh, quit it…I trained as an assassin. You’re fighting me at night and I haven’t managed to incapacitate you yet…this round is your win.” M snapped, patting her hair. “But we both know this isn’t how we want to settle things, is it?”

Tifa tensed, but Cloud stepped between the two women. “Not tonight.” 

At his words both women looked at him incredulously, as if surprised that he would dare try to stop them. Tifa started to protest but Cloud ignored her turning to M. “After what we went through today and the damage you two have done to the dojo I don’t think either of you would be satisfied with the result tonight.”

“Fair enough. I don’t want any questions left on why I’m the better woman,” M laughed at Tifa’s expression, before running a finger along Cloud’s jaw. “Oh and by the way, I think our bet is still in effect since our business is unfinished. Enjoy your boytoy while you can Lockhart, because when I’m done with him even he won’t have any doubts.

Tifa lunged at Mikoto as Cloud grabbed at her as she flew past. The woman laughed before her form shimmered in the darkness and then disappeared. Cloud blinked at the display as his girlfriend slowly relaxed in his arms. “So does she get to you more, or does Scarlet?”

Tifa stiffened, then gave a brief laugh at his question. “Honestly can’t tell you though right now I’m leaning towards this bitch. Did you and Josy have fun?”

“Let’s just say I wouldn’t expect her up anytime soon,” he replied as he nuzzled at her neck. “Now are you going to tell me what’s been bothering you. M just helped us fight off a Weapon and I find the two of you fighting like a pair of alley cats.”

“I don’t know, it’s just…” Tifa sighed as she lay back in his arms. “I feel like I’m losing myself…what I am now…and going back to what I used to be back before I bought Seventh Heaven.”

“What do you mean?”

“I just feel so…angry…no that’s not it,” Tifa pursed her lips as she considered. “Just so ready to fight all the time. I mean, I always liked to fight, but this is like when I first got to Midgar and had to prove myself in the slums. I had to always be ready for a fight, since backing down would make me look weak. After I got the bar I turned down plenty girls that came looking to make a name for themselves. I didn’t care if they spread stories that I’d turned into a coward. But now…”

“You feel like you’re regressing?” Cloud murmured as he licked at Tifa’s ear as she sighed in approval.

“Yes…I felt something when we first left Midgar and it just seemed to explode when I got into it with Scarlet on the Sister Ray.” Tifa frowned, as she shoved a hand down his pants. “Looking back I can’t even remember why I did what I did. I tell myself it was the gas and the fall…but my martial arts revolves around fighting stronger opponents. I could’ve just tossed her off the Ray myself if I wanted to. So why didn’t I?”

“Because you’re not a killer. And you were stalling for time.” He replied, his hands going down the front of her gi. “Zack’s memories of Scarlet are of a vindictive bitch that would often just fly into a rage if things didn’t go her way. Someone like that…maybe you push her buttons like M pushes yours.”

“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or an insult,” Tifa remarked as she spun around throwing her arms around his neck. 

“Whatever gets you out of that outfit faster,” he replied huskily as he lifted her easily, carrying her willing form back into the trashed dojo. “I already laid out one Lockhart, and I’m ready to make it a double.”

“I keep telling you, guns’re the way to go,” Barret said. “If they can’t reach you, they can’t stab you.”

“Until you run out of bullets,” Cid snorted as he walked beside him, Red XIII slightly ahead. “Then what? Even a half decent soldier’d be on you before you could reload. Hey, Red…what’s your opinion?”

Nanaki paused his ears rising on his head as he snorted before turning around. “My opinion is don’t go this way. They don’t want to be disturbed.”

“Eh, what’re you talking…” Barret started before several piping squeals came through the air. The pitch rose higher and higher as it became a cry of pure exultation before another, deeper voice joined it in proclaiming it’s delight. “Oh!”

“Son of BITCH!” Cid growled in frustration. “I swear they’re like fuckin’ rabbits.”

“C’mon you were young once, weren’t you.” Barret grinned. “Hell me and Myrna barely left the house until…

“Stop!” Cid held up his hands. “I don’t need that image in my head.”

Barret laughed, slapping the grey haired pilot on the back, turning around even as they heard another shrill cry from the small building.

<Present time>

“You shouldn’t have done it.”

Scarlet shot Viola a concerned look. “Shouldn’t have done what?”

They were in the Shinra executive lounge. At this hour the room was empty which suited her just fine as she had had to guide a still out of it Viola through the building. 

“Set her on Tifa,” Viola answered as the blonde moved from behind the bar, holding two drinks. “You’ve just shot yourself in the foot.”

“You’re saying Tifa can’t win?” 

“Tifa’s breasts are bigger than mine, so she’ll have a better chance than I did,” the redhead said bitterly. “But you didn’t fight her Scarlet…I did. I’ve never felt that outgunned. And if she catches Tifa when she isn’t ready, Liza’ll flatten her just like she almost did me.”

“I’ll be honest…I don’t really care.” Scarlet replied. At Viola’s incredulous look she clarified. “I know I talked about being the best, but truthfully all I care about is flattening Lockhart and humiliating her. If Liza beats her…then just proves that she can get taken down a peg. If not…then I still have a shot at being number one.”

“You need a hobby…” the other woman remarked as alcohol began to warm her. 

“I have one, and truthfully I haven’t felt more alive in years.” Scarlet smiled, handing Viola a keycard. “This will get you access to my personal floor and room. I think you’d better stay there until we learn that they’ve left. 

“Where will you be,” Viola watched Scarlet warily. “I don’t mind a little fooling around, but I’m not into women.”

“Neither am I,” Scarlet snorted as a whirring, chopping sound announced the return of the Rufus’s personal copter. “And to answer your question, THAT is where I will be. You can use my phone to order what you need. I’ll check up on you…eventually.”

Viola’s expression remained neutral until the blonde left. Alone now, she bowed her head as tears leaked out from between her fingers. This wasn’t the first time she’d lost since facing Tifa. But it was the first time she’d lost so completely. Abruptly, she punched herself savagely. 

“Get it together Long,” she whispered, rubbing her jaw. “You lost…get over it. You never expected to beat Lockhart if you met her again. You need to focus on what you can do now. If Tifa knows about Liza’s fetishes she’ll have a better chance at taking that cunt down. Just need to figure out how to get a message to her.”

But Tifa was in Wutai, but she didn’t know anyone from Wutai…or did she. No she couldn’t ask Hinata again so soon but…there was one another she could ask. She did owe her a favor after all. Viola got to her feet moving towards the door. The fact that she didn’t consider this a betrayal towards the woman she’d come to consider a friend never entered her mind.

For the first time she felt what Scarlet probably felt towards Tifa. She hated Elizabeth for what she did. Losing was one thing, but what she’d had in mind for afterwards was beyond the pale. When she humiliated other girls there was always a purpose behind it, to protect someone close to her. Liza just did it because she could and Viola had finally been pushed to something she never thought she’d want.

She wanted Liza humiliated…ruined…destroyed. If going against Scarlet and helping Tifa would do this then so be it. Viola dug into her purse as she stepped into the elevator. Keycard in one hand, she pulled out her phone and hit the speed dial. Even as the enclosed metal box began moving upwards her call was answered.

“I’d like to talk to M. Tell her it’s Viola.”

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