A/N: This is a sequel to my previous story, "Light and Darkness". Do please check out the first story before reading on so that you would understand.. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

Light. A warm feeling embraced him as he walked. His feet were buried in fresh green grass that grew vast in the endless space before him. One by one, he moved his immobile body. When he squeezed his hands, there was a soft object that he felt under his skin. His blue eyes fell on his hands to find two others clasped in each his own. Then, there was also a hand that tugged at his hair and his shirt. His blurred vision became clearer after the seconds went by. At that moment, he found out that those hands that hung onto him belonged to four separate bodies. One was of a woman, and the three others took form of children. The tiny hand that was clasped in his belonged to a blonde girl that had azure eyes like his, the hand that pulled at his shirt was that of a strawberry blonde girl that also had cerulean orbs, the hand that tugged at his hair was that of a little boy with raven black hair and sapphire eyes who sat contentedly at his shoulders, and finally the warmest hand of all belonged to a woman with braided chocolate brown hair and eyes that sparkled like emeralds. They were all smiling and laughing like there was no tomorrow. He stared at them, gingerly, and smiled too. This is his home. This is where he belonged…where he'll always belong.

It doesn't suit you.

His eyes turned bloodshot as a familiar icy voice ran along his spine. Darkness had taken over the light and the people that surrounded him fell one-by-one. Fear and anger rose up from within him as he swiftly took the blade that hung from his back.

"Where are you?! Sephiroth!!"

Let's play one more time, Cloud…

Hysteric laughter rang throughout the shadows that encircled the blonde man. And he disappeared within them.

.-+-.

"Cloud, Cloud…"

Cloud quickly sat up from his bed with his sword in hand, ready to attack. A few inches from his sword's tip was a tray that was loaded with coffee, bacon and eggs and a white napkin. His sapphire eyes bored straight into a pair of emerald orbs that belonged to that woman in his dream. Grabbing his aching head, he threw his sword away and slumped into the pillows. His shaking fingers moved to cover his face in shame.

"I'm sorry…" he murmured through his cold, clammy hands. "I'm so sorry, Aerith."

"It's nothing," Aerith whispered with kindness.

She placed the tray on their bedside table and sat beside him, her hand lightly tapped his shoulder. His hand took hers and he gently pressed his lips on her fingers. The woman encircled her arms on his torso and kissed his bare back.

"You've been having nightmares, lately…"

"…"

She looked up at his blonde hair at hearing no response. It wasn't unusual for him to stay silent, but she somehow felt something was wrong.

"Are you ok?"

"…yeah," he replied softly.

"Alright then," she said with a smile. Aerith stood up and smoothened her dress of creases. "Eat your breakfast. The kids had left for school already. They wanted to say goodbye, but I thought it'd be best for you to have some rest."

Cloud smiled at her and nodded. He threw away the covers and dangled his feet from the bed. Aerith walked towards the door but she lingered on the doorway. She turned to him and beamed widely.

"Leon and the others will be at Merlin's to meet Sora, Donald and Goofy. Will you come?"

The blonde gave her an approving look and he started on his breakfast. She gave him one last smile before she disappeared in the light that came from the door. Cloud slowly placed the unfinished plate on the tray as the gate of their home closed noisily. He stood and walked towards the big mirror that hung in front of their large cabinet. He stared at his face, his hands, and his body. Cloud gritted his teeth and punched the hard wall on his right with a clenched fist.

I could've killed her… If these go on…if these nightmares… I wouldn't know what I could've done.

The thought made him break a cold sweat. What if he'd not only harm his wife? What if he'd also harm his children? Could he bear living without the people he loves the most? There was only one thing, only one way to take those nightmares away. With a determined heart, Cloud opened his cabinet and quickly changed into his new clothes. He took his sword that lay on the floor and threw it on his back. The blonde gave their room one last long look before disappearing, too, in the light.

I'm settling this… Wait for me, Sephiroth.