A/N: I own nothing. Except for the idea. Other pairings will be revealed in later chapters. Just know that the main pairing is CloudKadaj.

~Prologue~

Kadaj gripped the airplane ticket tightly as he walked toward flight hanger 19. He was so nervous—not only was this his first time on a plane, but it was his gateway to freedom. Something he used to only dream of. It was real now.

This was the turning point of his life. It would change his life. Now.

Or never.

He walked a bit faster, keeping a quick pace. He would not go back. Not when opportunity was reflected right into his face. There were times-many times-when he'd had a chance and passed it up.

Not this time.

Kadaj almost took a wrong turn. Airports were just so confusing. It was a wonder people didn't exercise here. It would be a good workout. And there were too many signs with numbers on them.

'Turn left for hangers 1,5,9,11,19 and 26.' One sign read. Why couldn't they just put the numbers in order? Going through security had been tough enough. It was so. Freaking. Annoying.

He turned left anyway, hoping to get there soon. No such luck.

It took him about 5 minutes to find the hanger. He felt like a woman before her wedding-nervous, self-conscious, and ready to bolt. He wanted to stay, he wanted to go…

Kadaj couldn't seem to make up his mind. He could feel a migraine coming on.

As he walked, he constantly brushed his bangs to side. Left, right, left, right, going on and on. He pulled at his shirt, adjusting his belt nervously. His hands would not stop moving. Yeah, he was going to change his life, completely new (old) place the whole shebang…

Oh god, he felt sick. Where was the restroom?

Then again, he didn't want to be mistaken for a girl. So the restroom would have to wait. If there was anything worse than being nervous, it was being hit on. Or just mistaken for a girl. Each could end equally badly.

Weighing out his options, he opted for a cup of coffee instead. It cost him five dollars. Five freakin' dollars! God, the things at airports were so bloody expensive…

But the coffee was good. The airport was now forgiven.

Kadaj checked the flight schedule again and sat down in the waiting area, sipping his coffee. He liked it with milk. And they'd had plenty of milk. Yummy.

He was so ready to leave. Nothing, not even his mother could hold him back. He was going to what he considered his real home for the first time in years. Ten years to be exact. He was eighteen now, so he could go where he wanted. Do what he wanted. Live for himself and only himself.

It had been ten years since he had seen his big brothers, since he had felt like he belonged somewhere. Living here with his mother…was painful. He couldn't really think of a time he had ever been happy. Or made her happy.

All she had wanted was a clone of Sephiroth. That was his special role in the tragic play. She didn't really care for him. It was all for Sephiroth. All about making him Sephiroth.

And oh, how'd she'd tried. And failed.

He didn't hold it against his brother. It wasn't his fault their mom was obsessed with Seph, the spitting image of his deceased father. Whom she obviously missed a lot.

It was kind of creepy. Having a demented mother obsessed with a dead guy.

Yeah. Definitely creepy.

But now he wouldn't have to deal with that sort of pressure anymore. His mother had given up on him. It hurt; but it wasn't his fault.

And anyway, it wasn't his dad. She'd married after he died. To a man named Rufus Shinra, who seemed to remind her a lot of his brother's dad. He was the half brother. But they treated him like one of their own.

So now, after ten years, Kadaj was going to reunite himself with his brothers. Thinking about it though…how much of that place had changed?

Was his favorite playground still there? Was the famous ice cream stand still up and running? There were so many things he wanted to know.

He checked the flight schedules again.

"Oh, shit!"

Kadaj disposed of his coffee quickly and rushed to the gate. He was not going to miss this flight!

"Last call for flight 73, to Midgar."

He couldn't remember running so fast in his life. Somehow, he'd made it just in time. Tired, he handed the ticket to the airport people (he didn't know what they were called; and frankly he didn't care), and boarded the plane.

After finding his seat by a window, he felt eyes glued onto him. Out of the corner of his eye, Kadaj examined the source. Next to him was a man-he wasn't bad looking but not anything special either. His eyes seemed to be closed and he had short black hair. He couldn't seem to stop looking at him.

He must have been looking at his clothes or something, because he sure as hell didn't notice Kadaj looking right back.

Kadaj looked down at what he was wearing. So maybe a long sleeved black and white shirt with tears in it wasn't the most appropriate thing to wear. He supposed the leather pants and studded converse weren't helping either.

"Can I help you?" He asked tired of being looked at. It reminded him of his mother. *Shudder*

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to stare!" The man blurted out nervously. His face was flushed and he looked like he was embarrassed. What a liar. Of course he meant to stare.

Kadaj didn't say this. He smiled instead. "It's no problem, no problem at all."

The man's eyes kept darting back to him every few second and as soon as they announced passengers could go to the restroom rushed over there in a flash.

Kadaj didn't know whether to be annoyed or flattered. The man definitely interested in him but still…he was so not his type. And shouldn't that guy be man enough to say something? Anything?

When the man came back, he sat down hastily, still looking flustered. It was just as he had suspected. He was sure of it now.

Though it was still a bit flattering.

This time though, the man distracted himself with the movie they were showing. Bored at looking out the window, he glanced at the movie for a second.

A movie about a plane crash. Wow, who knew airplane people (still didn't know what they were called) were so evil. Villains, even.

The man next to him looked a bit queasy. Being in a good mood, he decided to make conversation.

"So…what's your name?" He asked casually.

The man seemed startled at first, but recovered relatively quickly. "Cait. Cait Sidhe, at your service."

Oh? Not only did the man have a charming Scottish accent, but he had manners too.

"I'm Kadaj. I don't really like my last name so I won't bother saying it."

Cait didn't seem to mind. "That's alright. So why are you heading to Midgar?"

"Me? I'm just visiting some family. What about you?"

"Business trip. I'm an inventor."

"Inventor?"

"Yes, I come up with little knick-knacks you see. I have an example…"

The awkwardness dissolved instantly and for six hours straight they either talked about random things or criticized the movie.

When they had just twenty more minutes, Cait decided to change the subject a bit.

"So…Do you have a girlfriend?"

Kadaj mentally slapped himself. He should've known. "I really don't swing that way if you get what I mean."

Cait's green eyes visibly brightened. Too bad, he'd have to be disappointed.

"Well, I don't mean to be too forward and all but would you, er, consider me?"

Kadaj put on a serious face. "About being forward, I think you'd already crossed that line," Cait looked a little downcast. Kadaj smiled.

"But I will consider you. You're interesting. So why don't we just start off as friends?" He handed Cait his cellphone. "Put your number on my cell, yes?"

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Cait grinned and handed Kadaj his phone in turn.

After that, they made some small talk before getting off the plane and going their separate ways.

Kadaj, although he was pretty darn sure that he wouldn't ever really go out with him, it was nice to have made a friend.

He made his way to the luggage area and gathered his belonging. He felt giddy. There'd be absolutely no turning back now.

It was such an amazing feeling, knowing that from hereon out, his life would never be the same. Nothing at all. Maybe he'd belong again. Maybe he wouldn't. It didn't matter.

He was here now. That was all.

Looking around he noted it was a sunny day, with few clouds and a cool temperature. Yep. He was definitely in Midgar.

"I'm home."

Thank you for reading, I do hope you enjoyed it. Reviews are welcomed.