Authors Notes: Hello, if you've read my other fic's yea sorry I know I should be updating them but well when your mind tells you to write something, you must! Thing's you need to know: 1. it's AU 2. Aeris is a famous actress whose persona is similar to her game one: happy, optimistic, selfless and so on. 3. Later there will be Yuri, because no good fanfic's complete without Yuri.

Disclaimer: I don't own FF7, but you knew that already didn't you!

Confession's of a broken heart.

Well hello curious reader, I guess when you stumbled upon this inviting little piece of literature you were expecting the usual happy, optimistic, life is so wonderful, lets all go smell the flower's Aeris Gainsborough. Well sorry to disappoint but this, poor innocently confused reader, is the real Miss Gainsborough. Not the glitzy over-happy fool I portray in the public eye. You didn't really think that was the real me did you? Poor confused little reader. I'm about to completely decimate your idealised view of me, so if you wish to keep hold of your obscured image of kind, selfless me I suggest you lose this sordid piece of literature. Cast it into the sprawling abyss of your rubbish bin along with that bruised piece of sad fruit you're pondering eating. No, not doing that? Well them I guess you want your view of me to be soiled, to be shattered beyond plausible repair. Perhaps once you've read this I'll be ripped from your sadly mistaken mind, perhaps you'll realise I'm not even worth a fleeting moment of lewd thought, just perhaps. But then again you might very well do the opposite, you might decide to clutch me closer to your inadvertently open heart. You might just decide my flaws make me all the more lovable, all the more real and human. This I very much doubt because that's not what you leaches want is it? No, you want the perfect human being, all poise and grace. Clean and clear. Well I'm sorry, I can't provide that anymore, well I can't provide it and keep my sanity. I feel like I might just break, I might just crumble under the girth of my burden. No, I'm not moaning, I know I brought this deplorable fate upon myself, I carved it with my own nimble hands. That much I do know and I can except it. Now, enough ado let's, as my vulgar manger-man likes to say 'get down to business'.

My name, as if you didn't know already dear reader, is Aeris Gainsborough. Other titles include: Aerith Gainsborough, which came about viva some fool's typing error; Aeris Gast, Gast being the last name on my birth documents which I abandoned in favour of my mother's maiden name; Aerith Gast, for much the same reason as the first and second; Kitten, a name bestowed upon me by a young man who holds the name of Reno more about him later; Flower girl, the title dear Cloud attached to me and by far my most endearing title, Gracie. A sweet pet name given to the undeserving me by the love of my life, but more about that later. My mother's maiden title was Ilfana Gainsborough, an odd, sweet woman by all accounts. My father's is something Gast, his name doesn't appear on record, I only assume it's Gast because she gave me that as my last name. But enough of that, those player's are as unimportant as Santa Claus is in July. They had no hand in my upbringing, that burden was left to Elmyra Gainsborough. Well originally left to her husband who was my mother's brother but he past not ten day's after her so is also unimportant. Let it be known that Elmyra is the most wonderful woman to have walked the surface of this vulgar earth, yes even more wonderful than Mother Teressa herself. Shall I just cut this short and trust us into the tale of my life? Well onward then expectant reader!