Ah finally after 2 years I managed to login again! I almost gave up then wanted to make a new account. At the same time I thought that I wanna write something. This is just a little drabble. Lately I went back to FFVII and got some feels. Yesterday I watched Advent Children Complete and I just... SEFIKURAAAARGH! Then this happened.

And I decided to write all my fics later on in English. It would be in drabbles or short one-shot fics because I'm not confident enough in writing. Forgive me for leaving too long my other fics. I'll try to continue them later.

Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII and it's characters belong to Square Soft/Square Enix

Rating: T

Summary: Taisetsuna Mono (literally "the cherished thing"). Cloud's thought at Sephiroth's question of what he cherished most.

Taisetsuna Mono

Cloud Strife was bleeding. His body ached, he could feel pain everywhere on his body. The man who caused that—the once greatest hero of Gaia, the General of SOLDIER, his hero—Sephiroth was floating in the dark sky, smirking down at the current hero of Gaia.

The old wound on his chest was re-opened. The new ones were crafted on his body.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

No, he was strucked more than that in mid-air. The pain was more than how many times he was strucked by Masamune.

As Cloud tried to get up using First Tsurugi to support his wounded body, blood dripping to the metal that was the ruins of ShinRa building where he stood. The One-Winged Angel above him whispered a death sentence in his husky tone.

"Tell me what you cherish most. Give me the pleasure of taking it away."

With that, Sephiroth charged at Cloud. But also, in the moment of despair suddenly everything turned white in Cloud's vision.

Then there was Zack, who he almost forgot forever, standing behind him. Cloud couldn't forgive himself for forgetting his promise to be Zack's living legacy, but of course Zack forgave him. Everyone always forgave the young hero.

A little advice from his superior helped him to get up again. Then Sephiroth's words ringed again in his mind.

What I cherish most is…

Cloud jumped and blocked Sephiroth's almost death blow, pushing him back into the air.

"I pity you. You just don't get it at all."

Cloud's sky-blue mako eyes gleamed in disappointment, anger but also there was a slight hope there. A hope—a wish that would never come true.

"There's not a thing I don't cherish!"

You are one of those that I cherish.

If only things didn't turn this way, he might able to be a SOLDIER. With Zack. Also to stand beside Sephiroth.

Cloud pulled his final blow with Omnislash 6, ending yet another battle with the One-Winged Angel.

Everything that I cherish was taken away.

How will you take away yourself from me?

So please…

"Stay where you belong, in my memories..." Cloud whispered his only wish as he looked up at the vanishing Sephiroth.

Despite his defeat, Sephiroth still showed his haughty smile at the boy below him.

"I will... never be a memory."

Sephiroth would come back again. No matter how many times. And Cloud would be in despair again everytime they reunite.

After all, Cloud was his favorite puppet.