They often told me how awful this world was compared to the world underneath the planet. I didn't understand what they meant by that back then, I hardly imagined myself becoming a keyhole to everything that could be understood. Mother always said that I was everything and yet nothing without myself. I had such a hard time really knowing what it was that she asked me to understand. The planet they had said, become one with the planet, that was what my mother became after that rude Hojo fellow came and decided to take us with him. She returned to the planet; however I always felt sort of close to her, like her memories flooded inside of me.

Hojo is a mean man you know, he leaves no traces of ever killing anyone, and he leaves you to suffer in a dungeon I have heard. I never managed to experience that so I only speak from what I have heard. The planet never whished for me to get caught, so they let me escape to the deepest abyss places in the whole world, the slums. Hard times for any human being, but that were until I was discovered by the nicest man alive in my imagination, Reeve Tuesti. My story might seem like a fairytale, but to me it was nothing like it, it was to dark to see a hand in front of your eyes, and there he comes as a salvation. I told what I needed and he promised me to give it to me once I told him my story.

That is nine years ago now, and I still haven't gotten anything out of it except a silly job in the Shinra building. Of course I have always been too cold and too distant to see that both my salvation and my killer would be in the same place. No matter how hard I tried I just fell into my own trap with both legs caught. They say that you should be careful around him, that he is deceiving, a liar, a foolish yet dangerous boy, and I knew just how many those rumors were true.

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Foggy, hazy, misty whatever you would call it. Those didn't mean anything when you were the great Sephiroth nineteen years old, and the most feared and admired man on the planet. However he didn't care, such matters were not important. There existed so many other interesting things to pass your time with in this world.

He had been so kindly asked by Hojo to come and meet a couple of promising female youth that were supposed to 'play' a bit with him. Sephiroth was disgusted with the thought of Hojo being popular amongst young girls; their parents had to have giving them drugs when they were younger. All he knew was that if one of them were his daughter he would never allow them to come near Hojo. That man was dangerous, and none the less incredibly creepy to be around.

However, now he didn't want to have a pissed of Hojo on his back so he was walking the long and boring way to the hallway they were supposed to meet in. Sephiroth stared at the walls and wondered how the walls could seem so sour when white was supposed to be the color of salvation. White, white, white, white and even more white, Sephiroth swore that the white thing was supposed to make possible intruders confused. Sephiroth indeed felt confused, even after having lived there for most of his life he could still find himself standing and wonder where he was, but not for long of course.

When he finally found Hojo, he was surrounded by a group of small giggling girls who was circulating around him like flies do with a rotten piece of meat. Sephiroth was both amazed and disgusted with the sight that greeted him. His heavy both neared the old man slower than before, almost as he was trying to avoid the chance of being seen and maybe be able to run away and go somewhere else. However Hojo just knew he was there, he always knew that; maybe it was the girls that awed at the sight of his handsome face and long silver locks that seemed tempting, or maybe Hojo was just a psychic.

"Don't stand there all day boy! I have things to finish too!" he said without turning around, Sephiroth suddenly regretted more than anything that he had left his sword in his apartment at the 50th floor. Glaring at Hojo's back he walked up to them so he stood beside them and because of his height he had to bend his neck to watch their faces, painful? Yes.

One girl had huge glasses on her face and seemed to focus on the wonderful fall Sephiroth's hair made down his back, another one, blond, was more interested in seeing if she was capable of gaining his attention, he glared at her. Then there was a girl who seemed kindda shy, maybe a bit scared of him, he smirked, that was how it was supposed to be. The last girl just bothered him; she just glared at him when he glared at her. 'A feisty little thing I see' he spoke to himself ironically inside his head, where he just wanted to kill her as much as he desired to kill Hojo.

Hojo noticed that and began to talk to the girl who glared at Sephiroth. She had a nice voice, a bit deep maybe, but nice none the less, Sephiroth just didn't care. The girl seemed to be more interesting than the other girls to Hojo, which proved great disappointment to Sephiroth, because now he had to deal with the girls. Turning her head she stared at Sephiroth, she had really, really green eyes, it almost hurt to look into them. Sephiroth noted that she was pale, just as him, but she seemed even paler with that dark brown hair of hers. Sephiroth wasn't as pale as he had once been, with missions around Costa del Sol he couldn't help getting a bit sunburned. However his silver hair made his face less paler because there wasn't too much contrast between his skin tone and hair color.

"Sephiroth…" the voice of Hojo spoke, making Sephiroth and the girl stop glaring at each other and look at the old man. Hojo smirked shortly before pulling out a piece of paper from his lab coat. "See here ms. Ningit, I want you to do these test on our dear general over there, I think I will take a break from him and try something new for a change." The girl Ningit (aka. The girl who had glared at Sephiroth) took the paper with hesitation and doubt in her eyes, until Sephiroth himself spoke. "Why bother putting such a girl on testing me? She is probably too stupid to do it anyway…" He could have sworn that she was on fire when she grabbed the paper with a force that might have ripped it in half. "I perfectly know how to perform these kinds of tests my dear general!" she hissed in a low voice and received at most outstanding chuckle from Hojo. "Well, don't try to make it TOO painful my dear! Kyahahahaha!"

Sephiroth glared one more time at him and crossed his arms in annoyance, "well, if you don't mind my dear 'scientist' I would prefer that we ended the test right away, I have no need to waste anymore time on this ridicule…" a glare from Hojo silenced Sephiroth but was returned with the most intense glare he could must. Hojo pointed shortly at him, "you behave boy or I will make sure that you will regret it" with those words he departed down the hallways to where ever he might decide was interesting.

He turned his head towards the girl who stared at him too, "what?" he asked, she just snorted 'what a stupid girl' he thought, "Well, since you want me to do this quickly then I will!" grabbing her bag she traveled the other way down of the hallway, heading to the lab. Sephiroth just sighed annoyed, why was it always him who would end up suffering? He hadn't done anything wrong, tilting his head he smirked a bit more, "you girl!" he yelled, she turned her head to look at him, "what?" "You might want to remove the note on your back…" she looked at him questioning, "my back?"

He just smirked even greater and pointed towards a yellow sticky note that wrote 'Kadaj' on her back. She removed it and examined the note carefully, her eyes widened as she recognized the handwriting, "oh my! This is professor Hojo's!" 'I better give it back after the test' without her noticing Sephiroth had walked past her and opened the door to the lab. "Such a silly girl you are, let's get this over…"

She gave him one last glare before following him into the lab. 'Kadaj…..'

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He had been sitting there for several minutes, waiting for her to finish writing and begin the test for once. She was unusual and didn't bother to talk to him or acknowledge his presence, she just wrote with a very curvy line on the fine piece of white paper. He looked at her ID cart that hung on her lap coat, he couldn't see her name clearly, but there was an I-N-I-T. He tried to move his head a little further to the right, just to see the letters a little more clearly.

She looked up from the paper, her emerald looking at him in confusion. "What are you doing?" Sephiroth continued to look at the letters. "I am trying to see what your ID cart says woman…" "I would prefer that you didn't do that sir." She said and looked at her paper again.

They sat in silence, Sephiroth was beginning to get very impatient with this girl. His finger tapped at the lab table in a monotone rhythm, he had duties to attend and meetings to arrange. Finally she turned towards him and sat down on the opposite chair of his. "If you are just a little still and don't flinch at all, then it won't hurt so much…

He saw the needle in her hand and it was full of green sparkling mako, which was supposed to be infused into his body. He hated the stuff and wanted it to be over as quick as possible. She checked the needle to see if it was functioning, making the mako spray out of the thin top. He winched at the thought of having that nasty stuff within his body, but he didn't object, those scientists were though.

She stopped and looked at his hand. "Sir? Are you shaking?"

Sephiroth stared into her green eyes and for the first time noticed his shaking hand, glaring at it he looked away, "I don't care, just get this over already!" She glared at him, and placed her hands on her hip "there is no need to be rude sir, if you keep on being so tense it will only hurt even more. " He stared at her, not giving a single clue about what he really was thinking, except that he somehow seemed to doubt her words. Ningit sighed and sat on the opposite chair of his again, staring at him slightly defeated.

"What am I going to with you Mr. General, I know that you are stubborn and such, but you aren't exactly helping the situation…"

"Listen girl, I don't really care! So would you please mind getting this done!" he was clearly getting frustrated, the tension just seemed to make him even more paranoid of the thought of having that needle pressed within his arm.

"Very well then Mr. General" she said in a mocking tone, as she pushed the injection into his veins. Sephiroth winced a bit at the pain, it felt like they were crumbling underneath the pressure and his blood heated more than usually. Then the dizziness came and the black spots in front of his eyes, not to mention the need of a toilet to puke in soon. He tried to stand up and find the door, so that he could rest a bit and maybe feel a bit better when he would awake.

Suddenly out of nowhere he felt a soft hand on his arm, it was a concerned scientist, "Mr. Sephiroth! You aren't supposed to walk alone in this condition!" 'Oh! So now she is trying to play holy saint!' "Go away…" he whispered softly, as he needed to support himself against a pillar. Frowning, she quickly found her handbag and showed all the contents and files into it that lay on the nearby table.. "There is no way I am going to let you leave in this condition!" Sephiroth turned to look at her, but all he could see was a messy picture, full of colors that mixed with each other. 'Crap! I am going to faint!'

He was about to stumble to the ground when he felt his own arm was placed around her shoulders. "I don't like you sir, but it doesn't mean I won't help someone in need…" she felt slightly uneasy when she could sense his mako eyes bore into her face. Sephiroth shook his head and smiled, "if you want to help somehow…then lead me to my apartment on the 50th floor…" she nodded and opened the door with slight difficulty, but it opened none the less.

The hallways weren't crowded as it used to be, so she wouldn't have much trouble with leading him to the floor his apartment lay on. Readjusting him on her shoulder she began to walk the short way over to the elevator, there was no way she was going with HIM on her SHOULDERS down the stairs, nah no freaking way. So when she had managed to drag his overlarge corpus over to the big 'box', as she nicely referred it to, all she had to do was to wait.

Slowly she could feel Sephiroth getting heavier as the injection began to overtake him, it wouldn't take long before he was going to get unconscious.. 'Dear planet, how did I get into this mess…?' She turned her head to look at him and noticed the paleness of his face and the sweat dripping down his temple. She frowned, Hojo had let this man endure that since his was a little child, she was just glad that it wasn't her who had experienced such things. At that thought she silenced herself and remembered how many other things she had been through. She closed her eyes for a few seconds trying to regain control over her emotions.

The elevator opened with a 'bing' and allowed her to drag the heavy burden inside. Ningit sat him down and made sure he was comfortable enough so he wouldn't suffer from soreness in his neck the following morning. She touched his forehead slightly and noticed the light fever he was going through. She sighed and pushed the button to the 50th floor and waited.

"You are a puzzling woman…" a male voice said from below, she just shrugged and continued to stare at the door, "well, at least I don't take my pride as highly as you do Mr. General…" she smirked when she heard him snort and turn his head to the other side. "I don't know why you are doing this…wouldn't it be better to call someone else?"

She laughed, she really laughed at his statement, "oh my? Really? And what would they know about the injection? If you are about to suffer from poisoning sir, then I would be your only rescue, except Hojo…" he went silent. She turned her head to see if he was still alive, and it was confirmed when she noticed his glare; she glared back and focused her gaze on the wall.

"you are very mysterious you know?" she said, fumbling shortly with her bag that hung over her shoulder, "you are far to stubborn for your own good" he snorted and chuckled a bit more, "then I guess that you and I finally have something in common…"

"I would advise you to keep your mouth shut!" she hissed underneath her breathe, "I could easily abandon you here!" "Sure you do that, I have lived with this for years now, don't you think I am able to handle it on my own?"

Now it was her time to grow silent, 'how long can this trip be?'

60

She sighed.

58

He groaned slightly in pain

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He turned to look out the window.

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She turned too.

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Ningit noticed that they were almost there.

50.

The loud Bing and the doors pushing apart was her signal, so she placed Sephiroth on her shoulders again, and wandered through the hallways. "So, where am I taking you?"

"134…"

"Huh?"

"134?" he groaned even louder. If she could she would have glared at him, but her current position made her unavailable of doing so. "Wait? That is one hell of a big apartment you got then?" she realized a loud, Sephiroth just raised an eyebrow "well, I don't need it all…I am hardly there anyway…" she readjusted him slightly on her shoulder so that it didn't feel uncomfortable when she spoke again, "I live in Midgar, I was offered an apartment but I just didn't feel like living here…" Sephiroth just nodded, "I guess that sort of makes sense." Ningit groaned as the hallway just seemed to stretch and stretch for every corner she turned, would she ever return home herself?

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This is the rewritten chapter of Plastic flower, it is decided that the chapters are going to be longer and more exiting to read, but of course the first and second one usually are the more 'boring' chapters, so I can ensure you that the further you travel into the chapter from 3 to ---? It is going to be funnier to read, I have already written number 3, but still have to start on the second one.

Sephiroth is about nineteen years old and I am careful to not make him out of character, which is hard, but he ISN'T a psychopath yet! So he has to be a little more human than in FFVII, so no, I would guess he is not out of character, and he sort of has to be 'dependent' on her since he hardly is able to walk home himself. Anyway, Please R&R and make me one hell of a happy woman!