Like anyone would be,
I am flattered by your fascination with me
(Aerith looks up from her cart to see a pair of piercing, mako-enhanced green eyes peering at her from the street)
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave.
(Sephiroth sees her lips part as her eyes meet his, but sees no fear in them at all. Instead, they match his gaze for intensity.)
But you,
You're not allowed.
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.
(Aerith shakes her head at herself as she changes into her nightclothes and climbs into bed. "Come on," she says to herself, "What would Cloud think of you if you were to be tempted by this?" But still, all she can see in her dreams are those emerald eyes, glowing with mako-fire.)
Must be strangely exciting
to watch the stoic squirm.
(Sephiroth tosses in his bed, images of jade-green eyes and a warm smile raging through his brain, drowning Jenova's calls for his attention. "Shut up, Mother," he whispers, and rolls over and slips into an uneasy slumber with dreams of her.)
Must be somewhat heart-telling
To watch shepherd lead shepherd
(Aerith sighs. "I know I could help him, if only he would let me in." Then she shakes her head and chuckles ruefully. "Who am I kidding? He won't let ANYONE in.")
But you,
You're not allowed.
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.
Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
(Sephiroth looks at the picture he holds in his hand of Aerith from a newspaper clipping. The shy smile fascinates him. He had never encountered a woman like her before.)
And you,
You speak of my love like
You had experienced love like mine before.
(But despite the fact that he had never felt so intensely for anyone, this feeling somehow was familiar to him.)
But this
Is not allowed.
(Aerith looked her mother in the eye with a determined expression. "Mother, I know I can help him, if only you would allow it." The older Cetra simply shook her head. "You know the rest of our people would never allow you to mate with the child of Jenova.")
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.
I
Don't think you unworthy.
I need a moment
To deliberate. .. ..
(Aerith forms the words "I forgive you" on her lips as Sephiroth, shaking and in shock, yanks his sword free of her flesh. "What have I done? Aerith, I LOVE YOU!" he shouts just before Cloud shows up and he must run.)
A bit disturbing, I know, but that is the kind of mood I was in. C+C, please.
