Authors notes: I do not own the FF7 characters. None of them. If I did I would make them film all sorts of lovely videos just for my amusement. :)

This story will contain some guy on guy loving. I will note it before chapters and thus you can skip it. Do not get angry if you read it without reading the authors notes. There may also be some hetero love as well. If you do not like that then DO NOT READ the chapter when I post the warning in the author's notes.

This is pre-Crisis Core by quite a bit, putting Sephiroth at 16 and Angeal and Genesis at 18. The story is based on the fact that Sephiroth was raised in the labs and thus does not really know a whole bunch about living life. I hope you all enjoy. Updates will be sporadic, but I have three chapters done. Please R&R!

The first time Genesis met Sephiroth he knew they would be friends. Their first meeting was one that happened merely by chance. Angeal and Genesis had been kept back by the commanding officer, explaining that due to a scheduling conflict they would need to eat with the First class Soldiers so that they could at the very least get a lunch before their late afternoon practice missions.

This was the most exciting news they had heard all day. Eating with the First classes was sure to be amazing and exciting. Maybe they would even get to see First Class General Sephiroth. They had heard of his inter Soldier records and learned that his sword skills were legendary, even before he became the scourge of Wutai, and couldn't wait for a chance to finally see the great General.

They buzzed through their rounds quickly and excitedly made their way to lunch. After they collected their plates they practically ran into the mess hall and looked around. Most seats were taken and there was no group surrounding anyone that looked like they could be a great and powerful swordsman. Genesis frowned and they motioned to a fairly empty table.

Angeal however had other plans. There was a young man a little younger than themselves sitting alone at a table eating his lunch.

"Let's sit with him. He looks like he might be a third class that is stranded in a First Class lunch block. Let's go keep him company." Angeal said walking towards the young man.

"Geal he is weird looking let's just go sit over here."

Angeal fixed Genesis with a withering look, "My mother certainly taught me better than to judge a book by it's cover. It must be lonely sitting alone and I know that neither of us would want to be left alone in a lunch room filled with a bunch of First class Soldiers that could eat us alive."

Genesis pouted but followed the raven haired man towards the younger looking man with odd silver hair. Angeal stood in front of the table and cleared his throat, looking at the younger man who slowly looked up from his salad.

"Hello! My name is Angeal, do you mind if we eat with you?"

Genesis' jaw dropped as the silver haired teen lifted his head. It wasn't simply the fact that the younger man was attractive. It was the teen's calculating aquamarine eyes. It was as if the gaze held all the wisdom of the ages and could look through you straight to your soul. The teen stared at them both for a moment before slowly nodding and returning his gaze to his plate.

Angeal was reconsidering allowing the teen to eat on his own and tried to get Genesis' attention. The red head, however, did not get that message because instead of looking at his raven haired friend Genesis was already arranging himself on the bench across from the overly quiet youth.

"Sorry if we intruded, we just didn't know where else we could sit. Have you ever eaten in this lunch slot before?" Genesis asked smiling at the younger man, hoping he could get those gorgeous eyes to look up again.

The silver haired young man froze the moment Genesis started talking and slowly looked up at the pair. After a moment he nodded again then remained looking at Genesis to see if he would speak again.

"So do you know all of the First class Soldiers? Have you spoken to any of them?" Genesis asked in an attempt to keep the teen looking at them.

The younger man sighed slightly as if he might be bored and sat up slightly from his mildly hunched eating position. It was then that Genesis noted that for being young looking he was remarkably tall and thin. Not sickly thin as he had seen with Soldiers that signed up from the slums, but in a way that suggested he worked all weight off. The shoulder blade length hair shifted with his movement.

"I do know all of the First Class Soldiers and I have spoken to all of them." Said the younger man in a surprisingly soft yet deep voice.

Angeal gave a wide grin and nudged Genesis, "If you have spoken to all of the First Class Generals then you must have spoken to Sephiroth."

The strange boy quirked an eyebrow and looked to the other First Class Soldiers. With a small smile, he leaned back down to his plate, "I guess you could say that."

"Really? What is he like?" Angeal asked unfazed by Genesis' annoyed gaze.

"I am not very good at explaining personalities." The youth was still smiling, but did not look up from his lunch.

"Is he tall? Is his sword really as long as he is tall?"

"Yes. Masamune is rather long."

A bell rang in the distance and the youth stood. Angeal looked confusedly at the boy, "That is the bell for the Firsts to get ready for training, you don't have to get ready."

The silver haired boy looked at Angeal, "That is why I am standing. I am a First Class."

Angeal paled, "Oh, I am sorry to intrude, Sir. I just I thought-"

"I am aware of what you thought. It's alright, a common misconception among my fellow Soldier."

The First Class picked up his tray and turned to leave, but Genesis finally spoke, "You never told us your name."

"It's Sephiroth. Have a nice lunch."