I do not own FFXIII or FFVII
He stood before me; his back turned and wielded a katana longer than any I had ever seen,
He turned around and faced me, towering over me like a killer would their victim.
His straight, silvery hair fell down his back similar to that of a waterfall,
His bangs fell over his face and cast an ominous shadow over his exotic features.
His presence oozed sophistication and intelligence, strength and elegance,
He was perfection, an angel from above.
However, his eyes told me a completely different story,
His cat like eyes sparkled with the luminosity of emeralds.
There was a hint of sadness to his eyes,
As if he had a past that he'd rather forget.
But at the same time, his eyes also told me what kind of person he might be,
A man with the fires of hell rippling through his veins like a raging torrent.
My heart melted as his gaze met mine,
I tried to conceal my sighs as my eyes wondered around his dark leather coat.
Even though the bare minimal of skin was showing,
His chest and abdominals shone in the Gran Pulsian sunshine.
"Who are you?" I asked the sexy stranger,
"Sephiroth, and you?" he asked in reply.
His voice was dark and haunted, he was truly a fallen angel,
"Lightning." I replied with a slight smile.
He was nothing like the men I was used to working with,
The stranger named Sephiroth was intriguing, and that really kept my interest.
I've never felt like this before,
I think I'm in love with an angel.