Notes: Okay, uhhh... Well, this is my first fic on here and therefore I have little or no idea what to put here. XD; So.. This is so short because it's the prologue, of course. ;D Well, enjoy. R&R? xD;


Also, if you can't tell, it's to be a Clorith fic. c8

KH is nawt mine.

Dedication: Mostly to Skaites, and also to anyone out there who bothers to read it. I thank you whole-heartedly.

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A light sigh was heard over the clanking of silverware. Only one set of eyes, grayblue in shade, turned to peer at the one who let the deep breath escape. Despite a rough scar that ran between them, making them seem a bit ominous, the eyes were full of concern- though their owner would never admit to it. Said man examined the sullen girl for a moment before speaking.

"He'll come back, Aerith," he assured. He set his own utensil down for a moment in an attempt to put more meaning into his words. The man sitting across from him raised a yellow brow as if questioning the other's sanity.

Gentle green eyes moved from the plate before the brunette girl to the face of the older man. "I know, Leon," she breathed, "but I'm still worried. He said he would be back in a few days..."

"But it's been three weeks!" announced a sudden voice, high in pitch and much too happy-sounding for the current situation. Three sets of eyes turned to rest on the black-haired teen. Satisfied that she had everyone's attention, she continued with a toothy grin, "Face it, Rithy. You picked one serious jerk to be your boyfriend!"

Aerith's eyes travelled back down to her untouched plate. "I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation as to why he's taken so long... I hope he isn't hurt," she added, expression saddenning further yet. Yuffie eyed her for a moment before blurting out again. "You gonna eat that?"

"Yuffie!" Leon hissed, turning to give the young would-be ninja a deadly glare. Yuffie opened her mouth to object but was cut short due to the soft screech of someone pushing out their chair. She stared at Aerith, as did Leon and Cid, who was now standing and readying herself to turn away. The pink-garbed woman exhaled and pushed in her empty chair. "You can have it, Yuffie. Excuse me." With that, she spun around and started for the door.

"Hey, wait," Yuffie started, blinking dark gray eyes rapidly, "I didn't mean for you to--"

"Leave 'er be," ordered Cid, relaying his focus back to his dinner and proceeding to continue eating.

In no time, Aerith had vanished and the other three were left eating without her. Yuffie had since begun to shove the extra plate of food down her throat. A low growl came from Leon; "You're so selfish..."

"Shut it," the girl commanded with a mouthful, "or I'll eat you, too."