Opposites Attract
Butterflies? Only you can give me that feeling.
My name is Rufus Shinra. I am only twenty years old, but I am the Vice President of the Shinra Electric Power Company. I had been on an extended assignment overseas, which was code for stuck on house arrest in Junon for betraying my own father. It had been a few years before President Shinra decided I could be trusted again and he had me flown into Midgar. It was certainly a cause for celebration.
Some of the other Shinra executives, some of the Turks, and I headed out to a popular dance club on the Upper Plate.
My name was called out over the speakers of the club, announcing my arrival to the city. Applause, cheers, and screams erupted from the crowds. Herds of women and girls swarmed our table after the announcement. Champagne continued to flow at our table. I could see myself getting used to the fame.
After hours of drinking and dancing, Scarlet and I headed towards the exit of the club. We were arm in arm as we stood on the curb of the street, shivering a bit from the cool breeze. Scarlet and I had always has a sort of flirtatious relationship. She caressed my arm as we waited for our private car to arrive.
"Hi!" The voice of a young woman greeted us.
There she stood. A young woman with luxurious long brown hair. Even tied back in a pink ribbon, her dark locks still graced her shoulders. Her lips were thin, almost delicate. She had joyful eyes that matched the shade of emeralds. She was rather beautiful. In fact, her beauty was exquisite, but she was dressed in a worn pink dress. Her red jacket had stains on it. Rugged brown boots graced her feet. A girl from the slums. I recognized that face from somewhere, but I couldn't imagine where from. She seemed awfully familiar, yet I couldn't place her. I would remember meeting someone with such beauty.
"Why don'tcha buy a flower for your pretty date, sir?" She asked me, lifting a small basket filled with flowers from the side of her slim waist. Her smile gleamed so brightly.
"I'd love a flower, Rufus." Scarlet encouraged, pushing her hip against me.
I didn't say a word, I just nodded.
Something about this young woman baffled me. Those emerald eyes had caught my attention in way I had never felt before. I had to have known her from somewhere. Where did I know her from? She handed over a flower to Scarlett. Wordlessly, I reached into my pocket for my wallet. I pulled a hundred gil out and placed it into the pretty flower girl's hand. Her hands were so soft, so delicate. Our car pulled up on the curb, and she looked down at the pile of gil in her hand. She looked up at me, those emerald orbs in shock.