Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of the characters. I do hope we can see more of Sephiroth though.
Author's Note: This is my first Final Fantasy 7 fiction so go easy on me. I had this idea for awhile now after Crisis Core. You can't help but have different view of our silver haired villain. I hope I can finish this story. I had it all planned out.
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Chapter 1
ENCOUNTER
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By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.
--Confucious--
When it was her turn for the ride on the most exhilarating roller coaster ever built, it has to be shut down due to maintenance. 'Oh dear Planet I have waited for 5 hours and it had to be me who didn't get to ride.' She huffed furiously at the forces behind all this unfortunate event. 'No matter, I will stand here till it get fix.'
Everyone behind her started to move away, refusing to wait like her. She stood her ground with her arms folded across her chest minding her own business when suddenly, she felt someone grabbed her behind. At that moment the most logical thing she can ever thought of doing was, one, turn around. Two, slap the person behind you with all your strength. And good little old Aerith did just that and smiled triumphantly before yelling at the top of her lungs, "PERVERT!", at the person she just slapped, getting everyone attention. 'Messing with me will ya? We will see who's messing who now?'
The person was shook out of his daze when she shouted at him after receiving a full blown slap across his face, almost slapping his sunglasses off. He snarled at her, tightening his fists at his side. 'How dare she!' The crowd around them was gathering again and he didn't want any unwanted attention since it was his day off and he thought he could have a little fun in the amusement park. He tried to walk off ignoring everything but he was stopped when the girl in her all too blinding pink dress stood in front of him and began poking his chest repeatedly.
"Where do you think you are going after pulling that little stunt of yours on me?" She demanded. "The nerve of you people, walking off like nothing happened. I'm not scared of you-"
"I believe miss that you got the wrong person." He gritted his teeth, hissing in anger. As soon as he finished speaking, he was caught unaware by another slap across his other cheek. He fumed with anger and raised his voice. "That's it! I have been trying to go easy on you but bitch, you have just crossed your line." He grabbed the front of her dress and was about to give her a piece of his mind when her knee met his groin.
He dropped to his knee and then laid at his side. The pain was mind numbly painful and he couldn't help but pound the hard floor with his fist as if it can help him relieve the pain. "Why you little..." Before he can finish his sentence, the girl was shouting for someone to help her get him to the nearest law enforcer for molesting her. At hearing those words, he began to sat up a little. "I d-did no s-such thing..." He stuttered as the pain was still making it painfully obvious to him. He lowered his head, trying to cover his face with his long black hair from everyone who had nothing better to do than just waste their time on something so stupid.
"You were standing behind me just now when I felt someone grabbed me." Aerith said as she put her hands on her hips looking down at him.
He wanted to hit his head on the floor and shout to the sky what he did to deserve this. "Have you notice that there was a lot of people trying to pass you by as well and me being the unlucky one behind you when all of this take place?" He hissed in pain.
Aerith was now thinking about the possibility of it and decided not to chance it. "We will see about that when the police arrive."
"God damn it woman, I will kill you if that is the last thing I do." He got up fluidly, his pain forgotten and lunge onto the pink clad girl that irked him to no end.
Aerith seeing what he was trying to do began to extend her arms out trying to bat him away. He grabbed her shoulders while she grabbed onto his long black mane, pulling it. Now being this close to him, she could easily make out the colour and shape of his eyes behind those sunglasses. It was stunningly green and beautiful, a familiar feeling creeping up on her at the sight of it as if she saw it somewhere before.
"Release my hair you bitch." He shouted at her. Suddenly shook out of her stupor, she angrily tugged harder on his hair and was shocked that his hair was pulled off of him. She panicked when she thought what she had done, pulling his hair right off his scalp. She looked down slowly onto her hands and then at him and realized that she was only holding a wig and the person she was fighting with was none other then...
"SEPHIROTH!!" Everyone shouted around them.
'Oh no.' Aerith thought. 'I think I just made myself an enemy to half of everyone on this Planet.'
Everyone was beginning to move over to him, ignoring Aerith as if nothing happened. Realizing that everyone was getting closer to him, he turned around and glared down at her. "I'm not done with you yet!" With that he ran off the other direction with a whole crowd of screaming fan girls and fan boys chasing after him. Aerith stood there stunned, with the black wig still in her hands.
"Did I just accuse and had a fight with 'The Sephiroth'?" She asked no one in particular and look down at the wig. 'What will the girls back home say about this now? I hope no one noticed me.' She turned to the direction everyone has just stomp off chasing the most popular celebrity in the entire planet and she of all people was accusing him of molesting her. "Oh god..." She droned. "This day just can't get any worst than this."
"And it really can get worst..." She mumbled as she took her last pay cheque and exited the flower shop that used to be her work place. 'Now I need to find another job.' She hung her head and furiously stomp her foot. How can she find a decent, well paying job now with the economy getting no better. Everyone has been fighting for a spot in getting a job now days plus she didn't even finish her education thinking that working early will help lessen her mother's burden. She pulled out her PHS and dialed.
The other end picked up and Aerith rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Tifa...Are you free now? I-I will like someone to talk to. Could you meet me at the usual?"
"Aerith, what's wrong? What happened? Wait, I will be right there. Just hang in there Aerith."
The other end ended with a beep. Aerith giggled at her friend's antic. Tifa can be really protective of her sometimes and she was glad that she had friend like her. She wiped her tears away and began to walk to the diner where they meet usually.
After an hour of talking, Aerith sighed and sipped her drink silently. "What am I going to do now Tifa? I need to find a decent job that pay well as soon as possible."
"Don't worry Aerith. I will try to scout out some jobs that will suit you as soon as possible. Leave it to me." She smiled and reassured her friend by squeezing her hand gently.
The brunette smiled and thanked her friend for the help. She began to happily sip her drink when the news playing on the television caught her and Tifa's attention.
Yesterday event that unfold at the Shinra amusement park really was an exciting one for the fans of Sephiroth who happens to be there. Many of them were able to see him in the park and it caused a great commotion and nearly all the ride had to be stopped. It wasn't until 5pm that the Turks was able to secure the place and get Sephiroth safely out the place. We may not know why he was there in the first place but some witnesses had saw him quarrelling with a lady earlier...
Aerith chocked on her drink at the mention of the lady. 'Oh Shiva...' She slided deeper into her sit.
"Now that's something you won't see everyday isn't it? Aerith, you okay?" Tifa asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, its just I've been thinking what I should be doing next." And she silently thought... 'Avoid fan girls who seems to recognize you from the park at all cost.'
"Well then, it's still early and I'm not going back to work anytime soon if I don't find myself a model for Antoine." Tifa sighed and rubbed her temples. "The lost of Renee Monique really put us in a dire situation. Fashion week is coming soon and we can't find a replacement for her who fits the size the designer designed. You won't believe how many models were turned down because of the too small size of the dresses."
"I'm sure you will be able to find someone soon." Aerith smiled and twirled the single flower in the vase in front of her.
Tifa looked at her closely and then it hit her. "Aerith, come with me." She got up and dragged her dazed friends out of the diner and into her car. "I think I found just the job for you."
"Wait, hold on a second. Don't tell me you are thinking what I'm thinking you are thinking right now."
Tifa grinned. "Well it's a decent, well paying job. You studied fashion designing back then too so you will know a little about modeling. Beside, I get to be your personal assistant and look after you. Isn't that great? We could be working together everyday and maybe you will be able to pay your way to finish your study."
"But...But I don't have any experience as a model. A fashion designer and a model is very different." Aerith protested.
"Everyone can be a model nowadays if you got to the right person." Tifa winked at her. "And with proper training, I know you can do it. Look, if you think you can't do it by the end of this month, you can quit. How's that?"
The pink clad girl began to ponder on the idea of being a model and things that all model have to do. She shuddered slightly at the hardship that will come along with it but the prospect of getting higher pay is tempting. "A-Alright, I will do it. I just hope I know what I'm doing."
"Don't worry 'Rith, I will get you tutors and give you extra training myself. We will be the unstoppable partner in crime." Tifa giggled and smiled at Aerith who smiled back.
'Well, I just hope that my luck will get better from now on.' Aerith thought.
"What were thinking exposing yourself in public like that Seph?" A black haired man dressed in a matching black coat asked him while pacing around in front of said man.
Sephiroth rubbed the area between his forehead tenderly and discarded the remaining of his cigarette into the ashtray. "Zack, I was not trying to expose myself nor do I have that intention in mind." He shuddered at the memory of all his fans chasing after him around the park until he can find a place where they won't be able to reach him, the men's room. "It's a long story and I don't wish to relay it." He took out another cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag out of it.
"Alright, alright. I got it. The board meeting we had just now gave me a tight lashing about what was on the news and I can't say that President Shinra will like it that much."
The silver haired man shuddered the second time today at the mention of the man. "I'm sorry about that. I will make it up to you Zack."
Zack grinned. "No sweat buddy. Angeal assigned me as your personal assistant to take good care of you. Just doing my job." He clasped his shoulder and gave him a reassuring grip. "And I do hope you cut down on the cigarette Seph."
"Now Zack, don't get it started with the lecturing. I had enough of it from Angeal. The company wouldn't even allow me to smoke in public so don't deny it at my own home." He smirked and exhaled a gust of smoke right in front of Zack's face. "Beside, I'm not that addicted that I can't live without it."
"It does seems like it." He gestured to the ashtray filled with a bunch of cigarette buds. "Still, it's bad for your health." Zack took another look closely at his friend and gasped as he turned his friend around. "Now that I look closely, you are getting too thin for your own good. Just look at you. I thought I can leave you alone with your own meals but..."
Sephiroth steadied his friends by the shoulder to stop him from fretting about his figure. "Look Zack, I'm fine. I just haven't been doing some workout lately." He touched his left arm trying to feel for his muscles. "Guess I have neglected it too much."
Zack looked at him with worried eyes and couldn't help but remembering the things Angeal had told him about Sephiroth's past. 'Seph, we just don't want you to end up like how you did ten years ago. Angeal ordered me to take really good care of you.' He shook his head out of his own thought and tried to put on his best smile. "Alright, let's push that aside now. You have a lot of works waiting for you and I can tell ya, you are not going to be taking any break soon because it will be busy, busy, busy from now on." Zack took out his PDA and began browsing it. "First of all, you just got signed to do a new commercial for ShinraSilk shampoo." Sephiroth grunted and Zack chuckled at the thought of it. "Well, you look good every time you did it. You are a natural."
"Whatever Zack." He took a final drag out of his cigarette and discarded it. He ran his hand through his hair and then examined it with interest.
Zack continued on, clicking at the next thing on the schedule. "You already got 3 scripts for 2 movies and one drama series. I already read the scripts for you and did some research on it. The two movies seems interesting enough and it is based off of two best selling novels. You will be playing the main character in both of it though I found one of the movies a lot more interesting than the other. Well, no point discussing the details with you. I will send you the scripts later. The drama series however will be a little taxing on your schedule but if you can handle it, we will make a slot for that too. Fashion week is coming soon and you will be modeling some of the clothing by Lucrecia Crescent."
"Lucrecia..." Sephiroth muttered trying to remember the woman he sees whenever he needed new clothes. She was one weird woman that is all he can say about her. Every time she was near him, she fidgeted a lot and he can't help but realized that she was always trying to steal glances of him. 'Please don't let her be one of my admirer.' He prayed silently. 'She's old enough to be my mother.'
"And then you still got an album of yours to release and we are thinking about doing a tour concert next year after the release of your album." He closed his PDA and look at his friend intently. "Alright, that is all for now." Zack grinned and wipe an invincible sweat out of his forehead. "Oh man, I don't know how you can keep up with this. First, you are an actor. Then you became a model. Later you end up singing as well. I can hardly keep up with you."
"Believe me Zack that doing all this is better than sitting at home doing nothing. It makes you feel worthless." The silver haired man glanced out of the window looking deep in thought, his eyebrows etched into a frown.
At that, the black haired man laughed trying to stir Sephiroth from whatever thought he was in. "Well the fan girls will be dying to see you. They will go crazy for more Sephiroth. I bet they are starving for more of your action." He wiggled his eyebrow. "Remember that one time when that fan girl flung herself at you and started..."
"Shut it Zack. Don't remind me." He rubbed his left side with his hand absently at the reminder of that.
"And speaking of fan girls, I just received a ton of fan mails for you. I can't wait to open it and see what we have this time. I will prepare the fireplace."
Ah yes, the fan mails. Whenever it was time to read them, Sephiroth and Zack will sit in front of the fireplace with a poker each, disposing each meaningless letter into the fireplace after reading. It was the only thing amusing about having fans because you wouldn't believe what you will get sometimes.
"Oh look, look Seph. This one is good. Dear Sephiroth, since the first time I met you, I couldn't help but thank the Planet every single day for being here. I don't think I can live with the knowledge of you not existing anymore. I hope you can reply my letter and if you don't, I will attend your next concert naked."
Sephiroth snorted and pushed his glasses upward with his fingertip. "I think majority of the fan girls already did just that. The last time one did that, my crew was enjoying it themselves as I recalled." He gave Zack a sidelong glance and smirked. "You seem to be enjoying it as well Zack."
"Aw Seph, it's hard to be able to find girls these days that doesn't like you. I guess I should buy myself a silver wig soon if this keep up." He grinned madly.
Sephiroth shook his head and took another mail and open it. His eyes widened and chuckled. "I don't think I want to touch this."
"What is it Seph?" Zack reached out his hand for Sephiroth to pass it to him and when he peered inside, he gasped. "Oh wow, you must be kidding me. Another one." He put on his disposable rubber glove and reached into the mail and pulled out a red laced panty. "Fan is totally crazy about you." Zack chuckled and began to teased his friend. "Oh Seph, I gave you my lucky red panty with killer lace. I hope you can use it when necessary. It feels real good I swear."
Sephiroth's left eyes twitched at the shrill voice Zack did. "Well I think that's enough mails for you today Zack. I don't think too much of it is good for you."
"Aw you are no fun Seph." With that, he threw the stuff into the fireplace to let it burn with the other things he threw into it. "Alright, just one more letter please." He took one mail out of the pile and open it. "Woh woh woh, jackpot. Look at this Seph." He shoved the photos to the silver haired man, waiting for his response.
"How many do we have of these already?" He asked.
"473 now. Woah, they are hot." He began to look through all the photos and his face was turning into disgust. "Is she... Oh God..." He threw the photos away and got up. "I think I had enough."
Sephiroth smirked and began shoving all of the mails back into the bag. "Just take all of this to the dumpster. I don't need more rubbish in my place." He took off his silver rimmed glasses and hung it at the front of his collar.
"But Seph, some letter might be nice and written with good intention."
Sephiroth raised an eyebrow and look at his right hand man. "Do you think so?" He gestured at the pile of ashes in the fireplace.
Zack began to rummage through the pile of mails and randomly took out one. "I knew it was somewhere here. Ah ha...I found it. Alright let's see this one. Dear Mister Sephiroth, thank you so much for visiting us and your kind donation for the Wesley Orphanage Home. We were able to get the necessary item for the orphans here. You really put a smile on their faces that day. The kids will like to thank you as well for your kind patronage. Here's something that they insisted on giving you." Zack began to pull out some drawings and showed it to him. "See, I told you that there's something that is worth looking at."
Sephiroth took the drawings and look at it one by one. He couldn't help but smile at the doodles before him. He could easily identify himself inside the drawing. "I'll keep this at my study."
Zack nodded and took the mails with him. "I will just screen through this for you and if I found anything worthy, I will send it up to you."
"Thanks Zack." He patted his back and squeeze his shoulder gently.
"No problem. I will be going now. Good night." He dragged the bag of mails through the door and closed it after he left.
Sephiroth walked into his study and sat on his high leather chair. He began to look through all the drawings and then he spotted something that caught his eyes. A stick figure with a pink dress and matching red jacket with long brown hair holding onto the figure of himself. His eyes twitched at the reminder of that infuriating being who didn't miss a beat on making his day miserable. He unintentionally gripped the paper and then released it when he realized he was damaging it. 'Take a deep breath and let it out.' He commanded himself to relax. 'I think I need to get myself a drink.' He opened his drawer and put the drawings into it.
He walked to his mini bar and began pouring himself a drink. He looked out of his window and admired the tranquility that his penthouse offered. Looking at those drawings reminded him of his detrimental childhood. He gripped the glass in his hand and released it gently. 'I lived a better life now. Nothing can hurt me again...Nothing.'
To Be Continue
KyuubiPandoraChan: Oh wow, I hope it looks alright. It's been long since I wrote a story and I think there will be a some grammatical error here and there. Please bear with me. I had this idea going for some time now and I just need to get it out. It seems interesting to put Sephiroth as a celebrity and loosen him up a bit since after playing Crisis Core. I got 2 more stories that I wanted to write but I think I will try to finish this up first. If anyone is interested in those two other stories, you can PM me and I will give you the idea so you can write it out. I will like to read it.
