A/N: Yay! I finally got internet connection! This is what has been keeping me from my other story, along with writer's block. :/ Anyway I'm happy to be finally getting this out there. This is a Genesis/OC fic. Sorry if they all seem OoC and if there are any mistakes in the text. Please dont forget to review! they make me happy! ^^ Now, Kunsel, be a dear and do the disclaimer!

Kunsel: Fine. Little MissSephy here doesn't own any of these characters except for Vinaya. So go pick on her instead of me! *Attempts to run away*

MissSephy: *catches by ankles and drags him back* Aw! Why not? You're my favorite! *Hugs tightly* Enjoy the story people!

Chapter One

Azure blue eyes scanned the ballroom floor. It was covered in a flurry of ball gowns in every pastel color available. Some danced with suits in elegant swirls. Others mingled with the charming ties. Glittering and metallic masks dawned every face. The only way to distinguish a person was by their eyes. The immense room was topped with a high ceiling and a large chandelier in the center. Tables lined the edge of the dance floor. Each table had a center piece of exotic flowers, arranged extravagantly in polished crystal vases. They were cleared of their plates and utensils an hour ago as the dinner ended.

"Enjoying yourself, Genesis?" came from behind him.

Genesis turned around to see Sephiroth. He was wearing a black, button-down, long-sleeve dress shirt with a silver and teal metallic vest and a matching silver tie. He had black dress pants and shoes. Sephiroth's long silver long silver hair was tied into a low ponytail and hung over his right shoulder like a serpent. His bangs hung evenly on either side of his face. He wore an intricate, cast iron mask. It was made to resemble a wolf. The ears were well proportioned and the muzzle wasn't too far out, with small pointed fangs. It was painted with platinum and black finishing. Black ribbons on each side made it easier to tie and secure the mask on. Sephiroth's glowing mako emerald-grey eyes stared at Genesis, waiting for an answer.

"Hardly." Genesis scoffed "Where is Angeal? I haven't seen him since the dinner."

"I believe he's being dragged around by Zack." Sephiroth smirked "Have you tried mingling with the other guest?"

"Hmph. Not at all. Have you?"

"Not intentionally." Genesis' eyebrow raised behind his crimson and black fox mask. "A very sweet young lady was asking for you." Sephiroth finished with a sly smile.

When Genesis said nothing Sephiroth continued.

"She has the most stunning pair of grey eyes. They were as soft as snow and shinned like polished sterling. Her smile was equally beautiful." He side glanced at the auburn haired man. "I find it hard to describe her voice. It was warm, inviting. I hate to use the cliché description of 'angelic' but it's true. I believe she's the only one who refuses to speak of politics."

Genesis didn't seem to be listening as he took sips of his rich red wine. A waiter in a white dress shirt and black pants is walking around the room carrying a tray full of glasses of champagne. He steadily walked over and offered a glass to each of them. Sephiroth accepted with a mumbled "thank you" while Genesis ignored.

"Well then, I'm going to go and look for Angeal and Zack. Let me know if she finds you." Genesis stared at him confused. Sephitorh smirked mischievously.

"She?" Genesis asks.

"I should have known better than to think you were listening." Sephiroth turns around and begins walking away.

"Wait, who am I looking for?" Instead of giving an answer, he continues to walk away chuckling and waving a hand over his head. Genesis shook the confusion out of his head and blended into the crowd, eyes open for the mystery girl.

The night dragged on. The women were distracted enough not to notice him walking away. Taking this chance of freedom, he escaped out onto the terrace. The cool air swept over him like a river would the rocks and sand beneath it. He walked over to the wide ledge and leaned against it, the tip of his left shoe nudged between the pillars and hanging over the edge. Genesis pushed his mask up so that it perched on the top of his head. He drew in a deep, thoughtful breath. Closing his eyes, he let the light breeze cool the faint sheen of sweat on his face. When he finally opened his eyes they scanned over the scenery. It was a garden. A large expanse of green, so vibrant it over powered the faint lights that were scattered like stars. There was a small, circular courtyard in the center of the garden. The benches lined the edge. In the center a large fountain towered, holding cascading, miniature waterfalls. The night sky was clear and clean. The moon full and the stars danced around it. Eventually Genesis' gaze dropped to his hands which were folded and resting on the cold stone. His mind began to wander away from his body. Traveling to forgotten thoughts that aren't there. His eyes and facial expression became blank as he continued to get lost. He felt so serene, so relaxed that he almost missed the sound of the door opening and the clicking of heels behind him. The steps got closer. In a slight panic, Lakota pulled his mask down and turned around to see his visitor.

A young woman, not older than he, wearing an orange-garnet ball gown. It had a ruffled train that could be taken off. It started at the center of the waist and descended, opening up like curtains being drawn in a theatre. At he bottom of the dress, it was embroidered with black peaks, dotted with rhinestones. The highest peak in the center. The bodice was covered in delicate, matching embroideries with the matching rhinestones. The sweetheart neckline rested comfortably against lightly tanned skin. Thick silk curls, whose color matched and shined like the night sky, flowed down and was pinned to hang against her left shoulder, ending at the top of the dress. Her mask was similar to Sephiroth's except much more elegant and had carefully placed crystals. Familiar grey eyes stared into is blue ones. Where had he seen them before? Genesis couldn't remember. But it was eerie how he was able to recognize them. Orange-garnet gloves reached up just below her elbow. In each gloved hand was a glass of champagne. The gold liquid wriggles in the glass as she walked towards him.

"May I join you?" her voice was warm and alluring. It left him frozen, nervous even. Not sure what to say, he nodded his consent.

She walked over to him and set a glass next to him. A nod of thanks and he took a sip, moving it around with his tongue, feeling the tantalizing pops of bubbles. She looked at him and he stared back once again mesmerized by the lake of silver in her eyes.

"I don't think this party will ever end." and exasperated sigh, "It's nice to finally be able to get some air."

"The ShinRa is known for overdone party's. Although I must say it's nice to have a break from work." Genesis look back towards the fountain. A slight blush dusted his face for a reason he didn't know. It was strange the affect she had on him. He was curious about her, yet he couldn't bring himself to ask her name.

"Really? This is the first time I've been to one of these parties. It's a little… overwhelming." a slight smiled ghosted her features then slowly slipped away. Uncertainty, perhaps even a sliver of embarrassment, shrouded her eyes. Genesis felt and erg to comfort her with an embrace but withheld.

"They take a while to get used to." he tried, "They hosts at least three a year. Sometime more."

The two fell into silence after that. Genesis drifted into the scenery, attempting to recall Sephiroth's words. She let out a slight chuckle, sounding like a playful songbird. He looked at her, confused. She smiled at him. Then he understood what it meant to have his breath taken away. His heart began pounding against his chest and he felt his face burn.

"Hmm… I should have brought my camera. This picture would have looked nice in my gallery." She put up her hands in front of her and made a rectangle, putting Genesis in the middle. Her smile got wider. It was contagious and he couldn't help but smile too. It was odd because it wasn't something he did often.

"There! That's even better!" a giggle, "You have a very charming smile." a cheerful, light tone took in her voice. She walked up to him and looked into his eyes.

"And you, my dear, have a pair of unique and stunning eyes." He said while studying them carefully. Her blush was evident on her face. She looked down at the garden and began fiddling with her gloved hands. His head tilted curiously and his one-sided grin appeared at how cute she looked. She glanced up at him and immediately she looked back down at her hands. The blush darkening to a shade of red. Finally realizing what he was doing, Genesis looked the other way and scratched the lower back of his head. She turned and put both hands on the ledge and looked towards the horizon. He didn't know why he did it, but he walked to her and stood close enough that her dress was being imprinted by his leg. His right hand lay next to hers, leaning in he spoke in her ear.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He whispered.

She turned her head towards him, lips parted slightly. She stared deep into his eyes and searched for something there. Genesis looked gazed back in an attempt to help her. Neither of them realizing just how close they were. His free hand reached up to cup her face and bring it close to his.

Then someone whistled.

Genesis looked down at the court yard to see Zack, Angeal, and Sephiroth staring up at them. Zack with his usual smile, Angeal had his arms crossed, and Sephiroth with that irritating smirk of his. Zack gave Genesis two thumbs up as Angeal smacked the back of his head.

"I hate to interrupt but I'm afraid we have to get going." Angeal sounded apologetic. Genesis knew he was going to regret riding in one car. And he did. Her looked back to her with an apology in his smile.

"Looks like I'll be taking my leave now."

"It is getting rather late." She did nothing to hide her disappointment. She held onto his hand long enough to plant a chaste kiss on the corner of his lips. "Perhaps we'll see each other again."

She started walking to the door, but he held onto her hand until it slipped away and returned to her. He watched as the door shut behind her, she was gone.

"Yo! You coming or not?" Zack's voice called to him loudly. Genesis glared at him. With an indignant "huff", he made his way down. When he finally reached him, Angeal started his interrogation.

"So, what's her name? you seemed to be very fond of her."

"I… I don't know…" He mentally bashed his head against a brick wall at the fact that he forgotten to ask.

"Well, you at least have her number, riiight?" Zack added before whistling a tuneless song. Genesis stopped in his tracks. He hadn't even gotten that. The other three stopped to look at him.

"So how do you intend on finding her again?" Zack asked. The black haired teen held his hands behind his head. Genesis face-palmed. How was he going to find her?