And what if I say
It's in your head
You're not the one
I used to know
Across the room he stands by the window, the wind outside howling at the glass throwing branches and leaves up into it. He doesn't flinch, doesn't move. Just stands there. he's gotten strange since we started approaching Nibelheim. Beside me Cloud wraps an arm around my waist in sleep snuggling against me. Damn tiny inn beds. Gently prying off the spiky headed attachment I make my way closer to you, coiling strong arms around your waist. You don't respond, just stand there looking out towards the mountains. I can't figure what you find so fascinating. Even with enhanced vision I can't see through the wild rain.
It disturbs me how aloof you've gotten. The closer we got to Nibelheim the more distant you've become. Staying off by yourself, mumbling and talking to thin air. Your headaches have gottenw orse too, they've always bothered you but nothing like now. You could barely stand before, talking about some voice whispering in your head. Sephiroth.. baby.. what's going on? What's wrong with you? Why won't you talk to me? I have so many questions and so little answers. I certainly can't pry them out of you, you never seem to remember these sporaddic fits you have.
"Hey baby." I trail my tongue along your jaw. Nothing. Frowning I hug a little tighter, pressing up against you hoping to stir the sex machine in you to snap out of this weird trance and pounce me. Something, anything to prove you're okay. You put a hand on the window and mumble something. I can't make out the words... I don't even think it's intelligible. Leaning up I seize that spot on your neck you can't resist, biting and sucking the sensitive skin. Nothing. Like a damned statue.
"Sephiroth.. baby talk to me!" Tears burn my eyes, I don't know what to do anymore. "What's gotten into you! Sephiroth.. please..." I don't care who hears me. I'm First Class, let someone screw with me. I turn you around and something dangerous glitters in your eyes. Backing up I watch you, half expecting you to pull that monstrosity of a sword out of nowhere and run me through. The sway in your walk as you approach gives the possibility.
Your hands are quick and vicious, having torn me out of the inn and down into the alley, pinning my body beneath yours. I can see the confusion swirling in your eyes, the pain. You don't know what's happening to yourself. Only that you're being told to hurt me by that little freaky voice in your head and it's all you can do to make sense of things. I'm in your lap now, arms tight around your body trying to ignore the horrible violation creeping into my stomach threatenign to make me vomit. I'd been through some terrible experiments but nothing could ever hurt as much as this. You can't help it, you want me to help you.. you want to help yourself. The only thing that's ever felt good in your life. I close my eyes and bite back the whimpers of pain, rocking with you knowing nothing else to do. Anything I can do to take the pain away. I could never hurt you. I love you too much...
Except.. You're not Sephiroth anymore.
I don't know who you are.
You don't say anything as you finish and push me away, making yourself decent to go back to the inn. Inside the pain is horrible but nothing compared to what must be running through you. Shaken steps have broken into a run. Now you see what you've done. You're lost and confused.. poor little kid.
I've lost track of how things happened after that. Outside the flames of hate are burning You've been lied to and decieved, now I'm laying here dying with my blood all around me. Some weirdos keep talking about how Cloud and I will look on their operating tables. That all I have to live for now is him. You've turned your back on me, on us. You've turned your back on everything. How did I let it end up this way? I could.. have done something.
Or maybe it was destined to end up this way...