Hey guys! My name's Byrne and this is my first fanfiction I am to post on . I'm a hopeless romantic, and this could be one of the most prominent examples of this. My friend wanted to show me some scenes with Zack in them, and one of them had Cissnei in it. Right off the bat, I thought, "These two have great chemistry and would make an awesome pairing!" It only took four lines between the two for that thought to come to my head. Well, I'll stop babbling and let you enjoy the fanfiction!
-Byrne
DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately do not own Zack, Cissnei, or Final Fantasy. If I did, Aerith would be old news and Cissnei and Zack would've had a really touching moment together before he kicked it. I also don't own Stolen. That privilage goes to Dashboard Confessional
I still remember the simpler days. When he was a SOLDIER and I was a Turk. Those days he was forced to take a break, we'd go down to the beach and just watch the sunset and laugh.
~We watch the season pull up its own stakes
~And catch the last weekend of the last week
~Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,
~Another sun soaked season fades away
Zack and I would sit on the beach on towels and I'd keep his mind off training. I'd tease him and he might take it seriously and get all flustered. Then I'd start to laugh and he'd know I was only joking. His laugh always lifted my spirits. He'd tilt his head back the slightest bit and let loose his mirth as his bangs bounced around his boyishly handsome face.
~You have stolen my heart...
He'd talk about Aerith sometimes. My heart always sank when he mentioned her name. I'd smile and ask how she was, though, and tell him to send her my regards. But the nagging feeling of unrequited love picked at my heart like a crow.
~Invitation only, grand farewells
~Crash the best one, of the best ones
~Clear liquor and cloudy-eyed, too early to say goodnight...
My favorite memory was from that beach. He had said jokingly, "I wonder who the son-of-a-gun lucky enough to call you his girl will be?" and it set my heart all a-flutter. I'd teased, careful not to show how that comment effected me, "Awe, that's so sweet!" and pecked him on the cheek. His face turned pink and he'd rubbed the back of his head.
~You have stolen my heart
~I watch you spin around in your highest heels
~You are the best one, of the best ones
~We all look like we feel
That is the guy I think of when I hear the name "Zack". Those are the days I think of when someone asks me what I liked about him. And that little innocent kiss is the memory that saves me from all the pain in the world.
~You have stolen my heart...