Prologue:

The voices told her to not be afraid. They told her it would hurt, but the pain would go away.

They told her it would be alright. Everything would be corrected, she would correct the disturbance created by humans.

And Aeris believed them.

She left while Cloud was unconscious, making sure nobody noticed as she knew they would try to stop her.

Aeris loved them for it, but knew she had to do what her ancestors told her to. Her feelings mattered little when the entire planed was at stake, right?

Still, it was frightening and lonely to leave them behind and make her way towards the sleeping forrest.

Towards her fate.

Aeris didn't know what would happen, but something told her she preferred it that way.

Not knowing meant she could hope.

Hope for what...?

A miracle.

1. What flavour?

Sephiroth laughed hoarsely as he stumbled on the rocky road, his hand still clutching the Masamune tightly.

He was so close! All he had to do now was to reach the North, where all his powers were waiting for him.

The final threat was gone, and the path was wide open to him! Mother had been right all along!

He could feel the invisible strings pulling at him, and Sephiroth forced his weary body to continue. It was almost painful to walk now, but he was used to pain by now. He had, after all, grown up with it. It was his ever-faithful friend that came to visit him every day in many shapes. A needle. Hands. Electricity. So many shapes.

Chuckling again, Sephiroth knew the days of him hurting was over. His days and nights of confusion was over for good!

He was comming home. And mother would be there to greet him!

Triumph was so close he could taste it, but Sephiroth lifted a hand to his aching head.

If only he could shut out flashes of memories he wasn't sure was his, voices screaming for him to stop and the sound of sword against flesh. He considered resting for a moment, but immediately felt mother pulling at him again. He had to continue. The puppet and it's puppet friends would soon follow when recovered from the shock of loosing their Ancient.

Sephiroth bit back a groan and his fingers dug into his silver hair as he suddenly remembered how easily Masamune had cut through her slender frame. The sound of her heartbeat comming to a halt thundering in his ears. The scent of flowers that had numbed his senses as he let her fall to the ground. Sephiroth shook his head, frustrated at how the memory wouldn't leave him. He didn't even know the young girl, so why did her death bother him so much? What made her different from all the others he'd killed? Snorting with disgust at himself, Sephiroth forced his hand to fall by his side and his eyes narrowed in concentration at the desolate path stretching out in front of him. This was no time to get weak! He'd come this far, he couldn't turn back now! It was too late. Sephiroth could never turn back now.

Evening came without Sephiroth noticing, but it was only when pitch black night covered the land he let himself rest by a small fire. His body was fiercly protesting against the harsh treatment it was receiving, but he ignored it. At SOLDIER you learned to ignore pain and discomfort as easily as one breathed. Sephiroth had no time to consider cold, hunger or exhaustion. He had to get to his destination, everything else be damned! Pulling out Masamune, he let a white cloth move over it's shiny and deadly blade. The only thing in this wretched world that was truly his. That truly belonged to him and could never be taken away from him. Masamune would never obey anyone else. Letting his fingers move over the smooth surface, Sephiroth saw his own eyes reflected in it. Staring for a few seconds, Sephiroth then sheated the Masamune again, feeling like it was some strangers eyes gazing accusatory at him. Shaking off the uneasy feeling, he gazed up at the sky and figured it was at least 3 more hours until dawn and enough light for him to continue. Good thing one learned to be patient as well in SOLDIER...

"You're not going to succeed, you know," a silent voice said from just outside the light of his fire.

Sephiorth was on his feet, Masamune drawn and ready to fight in one fluid motion, "show yourself!"

Who was foolish enough to challenge the mighty Sephiroth, and how was it possible for this stranger to sneak up on him without him noticing?!

The figure hesitated, appearing to gather courage, then slowly stepped forward and into the revealing light.

Sephiroth's eyes widened and the Masamune faltered slightly. It was her! The girl he'd just murdered. The Ancient was standing right by the flames, gazing at him with her green eyes.

"Y-you're dead!" Sephiroth stuttered for the first time in his life, raising the Masamune again, "I killed you! You died! I saw you die!" Her ghost had returned to haunt him? His hands tightened their grip on his sword, even if Sephiroths mind weakly wondered what good it would do against a ghost.

Giving a faint nod, the girl held his eyes calmly with hers, "I did die. My heart stopped to beat and I ceased to breathe. Your sword stole my life." Shadows flickered over her features as the fire danced in the darkness of the night, and everything seemed to grow colder. "But it wasn't my time, Sephiroth. You are disrupting the Lifestream and the ways of Nature. So... I was returned."

Sephiroth sneered, "it brings tears to my eyes." He moved too fast for her to see, and had Masamune by her throat as he glared down at her. "I killed you once. I can do it again."

He was satisfied to see her flinch when the sword appeared that close, but annoyance quickly returned when she forced herself to meet his eyes calmly.

"Yes, it is in your power." The girl lifted her chin ever so slightly, "but I don't think you want to do that."

Scoffing, Sephiroth tilted his head mockingly, "and why not?"

Green eyes reflected fire as they still held his calmly, and the girl appeared to gaze into his very soul, "you tell me, Sephiroth...?"

A jolt of fear went through him and Sephiroth inhaled sharply. He could feel her watch his distress over her death, twist his agonized mind to relive the moment once again.

Taking a quick step back, Sephiroth held the sword against her neck on a long arm, eyes dangerously narrow. "You lost Holy! You're no threat to me or my plans, girl! However, you will make a useful piece to use against the puppet!" Why kill something when he could use it, right? That was all...

The girl merely shook her head slowly, "it wont be Holy that stops you..."

Letting Masamune sink before sheating it, Sephiroth raised a dry eyebrow, "what...? Are you going to kill me?"

"Killing is not the answer," the girl said softly, eyes filled with sympathy for him.

Sephiroth did not like that look. "It's worked pretty well for me. Not including you, but I shouldn't be surprised that the Lifestream couldn't stand to keep you either. Tell me... did you nag as much there? No wonder you got kicked back!"

His words didn't seem to affect her at all, and the girl merely looked lightly resigned like a mother would to a child.

Sephiroth liked that look even less.

He grasped her upper arm and yanked her over to sit down by the fire. "It's a few hours until dawn. I suggest you rest while you can, girl. We have a long walk in front of us!" Sephiroth sat down as far away from her as he could, yet close enough for the fire to warm him a little.

"My name is Aeris," the girl stated, reaching out her petite hands towards the fire.

Sephiroth scowled, "tell it to somebody who cares!" And that didn't make the once grand warrior sound like a petulant child at all!

Luckily he did not see her smile.

Aeris thought it would be harder to find him, but her ancestors had whispered where she should go. She'd been surprised to wake up by the bank of the water, soaked and chilled to the bone. The voices had told her to hurry. That her grieving friends musn't see her. It was more painful than what Aeris thought she could live with to leave the people she'd grown to love so dearly to think she was dead and beyond their reach. In a way she was. Aeris was dead. She had arisen as an Ancient and with a mission. Still... they were always on her mind. She missed them so much. They would be ok, Aeris told herself. They had a mission of their own, and all she could do was try to help them as much as she could. If Sephiroth wasn't stopped, everything would be in vain. Gazing over at the gloomy warrior, Aeris wondered who had the toughest mission... She remained silent, but was strangely mesmerized at his eyes. There were so many emotions in them, but everything was locked inside behind a wall of ice. Was it possible to thaw that ice? And what would she release if she did? So much hurt, all that pain bottled up inside. Anger, raging fury at the world that had let him suffer without comming to his aid. Loneliness, from always standing on the side and watching the others with their normal lives. Insanity... Yes, she saw it flicker behind his eyes, and it scared her more than his cruelty. Was it possible to save him as well as the planet? The voices had whispered how his soul had died, leaving a black hole inside him that sucked out his life and spewed out poison. Nobody was beyond hope, Aeris wondered and told herself she would have been dead a second time by now if her death hadn't haunted Sephiroth. So he was capable of feeling remorse, that was something. But the main obstacle was the power Jenova had over him. The creature used Sephiroth to act out it's plan, and was the real threat behind it all. If one removed Jenova, how would that affect Sephiroth? He was already deep in it's power and would easily take it's word over any humans. Who could blame him, really? What had humans ever did for him? He'd been a test-subject all his life, and Aeris shuddered as she remembered her brief experience of it. It would turn anyone bitter, she thought. If only I can make him realise he still can turn back. He can still live life! She sighed and pulled her knees to her chest before wrapping her arms around them. It wouldn't be easy... How do you make a furious, monster-infected, mass-murdering sword-fighter stop and smell the flowers? The thought made her smile wryly, and she felt Sephiroth cast her a quick glance, but didn't return it. She had to make him realise that this planet was worth saving. His life was indeed worth living. All she had to do was to find some flowers for him to smell!

Sephiroth gritted his teeth as he strode tensely along the icy road, trying to keep his temper in check. Ever since they had begun the trip towards his destiny, that girl... she was doing the most annoying thing...! She was humming! Constantly! Finally seeing snow village in the distance, her humming even began to interfere with him planning the route and his patience snapped. Spinning around, he drew a sharp breath. "Will you cease that at once?!"

Halting in her tracks, Aeris blinked wide eyed at him, "excuse me...?"

Sephiroth gesticulated frustrated in her direction, "stop... making that noise!"

Gazing puzzled at him, the young woman tilted her head and folded her hands behind her back, "you don't like my singing?" Aeris had always been told she had a beautiful voice, but the sour look on Sephiroths face made her wonder if everyone had just been sparing her feelings.

"Just stop it," Sephiroth muttered and turned abruptly to march on towards the small town.

A dull pain was throbbing inside his head and he tightened his hands into tight fists by his sides. His body was failing him, and he knew he had to rest again soon after a mere days walk. His original body would have lasted until he reached the goal he was drawn to, but he was weak now. Weak like the frail girl that now followed him silently. Why didn't he just kill her? A shudder of pleasure went through him at the thought, but the second his hand landed on the hilt of his Masamune the gnawing doubt came again. Obviously mother wanted her alive, but he could not phantom why. It was mother who ordered him to kill her in the first place!

Everything was so confusing right now, but Sephiroth knew it would all make sense when he reached mother. Jenova would make everything right.

It was there he belonged!

And then he would be all-powerful, not weak and frail like now! He would never know fatigue nor hunger again! Sephiroth was going to become a god!

Voices, thoughts and memories suddenly all became a mess inside his head, bombarding his brain to the point of agony and Sephiroth closed his eyes briefly.

He wasn't even aware of laughing until he heard it and slowly realised it was his voice, his laughter.

Sephiroth could feel himself slip and mother's shadow spread over him, making the world darker and darker...

Suddenly he realised someone was talking to him.

"W-what...?" Sephiroth asked in a whisper, managing to focus enough to gaze over to his left.

Someone was standing beside him, green eyes meeting his look with a cheerfully quizzical one. A young woman. Did he know her?

"What did you say...?" He shook the numbness away, gathering himself and felt his senses return. Aeris. The ancient. Had she always been this beautiful?

Smiling brightly, appearing to be unaffected by his strange behavior, Aeris pointed towards the snow-covered town, "we're not going there, are we...?"

Straightening and rolling his shoulders discretely to work out some of the tension, Sephiroth huffed annoyed, "of course! Or do you wish to continue without re-stocking? I am sure I will manage, but I doubt you would."

Starting with offence, Aeris huffed as well, crossing her arms. "No need to be rude about it." But as she gazed at the town, he could see the worry in her eyes.

A image of the burning Nibelheim flared up in front of Sephiroths eyes and he blinked hard to erase it.

"It is in my best interest to keep a low profile, so the town is quite safe," he drawled patronizingly, and felt a little better at the caught look on her face as he marched on.

There was a short hesitation, then he heard her trot after him to catch up.

Sephiroth had read her mind, and Aeris fought of a slight blush as she trotted after him.

Ok, so he realised she saw him as a mentally unstable murderer who burned towns for fun, but she had her reasons to think that of him!

One; He did burn down Nibelheim and kill so many people!

Two; He was a murderer. He even killed her!

Aeris nodded satisfied with her own defense and dared a look at the dismissing back of Sephiroth. Still, it wasn't good that he thought she saw herself better than him.

Aeris knew she wasn't better, just... more guided and skilled in determining right from wrong.

She'd seen him sway back there, seen the tense convulsions going through his body and heard the twisted laughter.

Aeris knew Sephiroth was loosing against Jenova, but was not ready to give up the fight just yet. Maybe she'd find some way to talk to him inside the town?

Always the optimist, Aeris gave herself an encouraging smile. There had to be something that Sephiroth would take as a threat or a challenge that would thaw him up a little?

And while sticking her head into the lions mouth, she also had to make sure he didn't burn the town to cinder and kill everyone in it.

Nothing to it!

...right?

Aeris sighed silently, still trotting to keep up with Sephiroths long strides.

She missed her friends. She missed Cloud. Missed him so much...

Forcing herself to push away the image of the blonde man, Aeris glanced around as they entered the town called Icicle Inn.

Had it been under other circumstances, Aeris would have been thrilled at the cozy town. Seeing the children playing and the cheerful snowmen in their greeting poses made her feel slightly more light hearted, and Aeris smiled widely as she wrapped her arms around herself in vain against the cold.

"It's so peaceful here!" She glanced over at the gloomy warrior by her side, "I heard people go here to snow board and ski in their vacations!"

Sephiroth finally saw the building he was looking for and marched off without looking at her, not caring what others did or what she had heard at all!

Gazing after him, Aeris frowned. Clearly manners weren't something one learned at SOLDIER!

Rubbing her numb arms, she studied each building, smiling at the children that waved cheerfully to her and complimented the snowman they were building.

Finally her eyes came to rest on a building and her smile broadened even more.

Yes, that might actually work!

Aeris realised it was a strange, somewhat childish, idea, but it might just work!

Sephiroth slipped the last ether into his pocket after the merchant happily accepted the gil, and walked back into the cold.

Outside he quickly scanned the area and uneasiness began to creep into him.

Where the hell was she?!

Sephiroth hadn't bothered to order her to come with him as this was a small town with few places to hide and she knew he would burn it down to smoke her out, quite literarily!

Gazing around, he frowned and his hand moved by it's own will over to the hilt of the Masamune.

At that moment, Sephiroth saw Aeris exit a house and wave a cheerful goodbye to it's inhabitants.

Anger flaring up inside him, he strode over to her, fuming at his hostage's lack of fear.

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Sephiroth snapped angrily and Aeris spun around to face him.

It was a little satisfactory to see her pale, but she held up a little too well for him to be able to feel smug about it.

"I just..." She began meekly, but Sephiroth wouldn't hear it.

"I was about to burn down this entire town because of you little stunt! Do you want that?! This is no vacation we're on! We're NOT here to enjoy ourselves and go sight-seeing! Understood?!" His rant was interrupted than as she lifted her hand and promptly shoved something into his mouth.

His first instinct was that she was trying to poison him, and his hand flew to the Masamune, but then this incredibly sour taste attacked his mouth and Sephiroth was unable to keep from squinting and shuddering.

"What the devil...?!" He slurred, about to spit out the object, but then Aeris lifted two little bags in bright colours filled to the brink.

"I got us some candy!" She grinned happily, "the one I gave you are my favorites! Do you like it?"

Sephiroth shuddered again, but managed to pry one eye open, "you bought... candy? Now?!"

He could have sworn she was having trouble keeping from laughing at the look on his face, but her answer was calm enough, "yes, when I saw the shop I remembered hearing they said you could buy the worlds best sweets here!"

Only his pride as man and first class SOLDIER kept Sephiroth from spitting out the sour evilness wrecking havoc inside his mouth, and he managed to put up a somewhat straight face, "really? Faschinating...!"

Aeris giggled and held out one of the small bags, "here. I didn't know which flavour you preferred, so I bought a little of each."

Staring at the bag, Sephiroth absently chased the sour torture-device around in his mouth with his tongue. Which flavour did he prefer? He had no idea.

Remembering vaguely one of the lab-assistants had once brought him chocolate and it had tasted wonderful, but besides that candy was not a part of his life.

Even as he grew up and got a little more freedom, it was firmly imprinted in his brain what he should eat to keep up his strength and avoid useless treats.

Snatching the bag, Sephiroth glared angrily at her. "We don't have time for such childishness!"

He spun around and shoved the little bag discreetly into his pocket, "we're staying at the inn for the night and start up again early next morning! And no more wandering, or I swear you'll regret it! Understood?"

Hearing her confirm in a solemn voice didn't shake the feeling that she was smiling.

Huffing, Sephiroth marched towards the inn and unknowingly petted the brightly coloured treasure in his pocket. Wouldn't hurt to try, would it?

The room was small, but cozy. Aeris noticed with some relif that Sephiroth had at least ordered a room with two beds, even if it felt awkward to share a bedroom with a stranger.

Sephiroth quickly settled in the room, and decided on the bed by the window. He seemed a little absent as he went over his armour, before polishing the Masamune, and Aeris didn't dare to wonder what he was thinking about.

However, a quick investigation revealed a pleasant surprise.

Aeris exclaimed happily at the sigh of the jacuzzi in the bathroom and bit her lip uncertainly as she stood in the doorway gazing at the man on his bed.

"Do you mind... if I take a bath?" She asked meekly, not wanting to admit she had never actually tried a real jacuzzi.

Sephiroth got up and walked into the bathroom as well, making her unknowingly back into a corner.

Dear Planet, he wasn't planning on insisting on watching, or even worse, join her?!

The warrior had a quick investigation before leaving with a gruff; "go ahed."

Exhaling, Aeris realised he'd checked the room for possible escape routes and she finally relaxed.

Closing the door, she locked it and turned with glee to the awaiting jacuzzi.

It didn't take long before Aeris realised why jacuzzies were so longed after and she completely lost track of time.

Opening her eyes with a start, she figured she had to been in there at least for an entire hour and decided to get out before Sephiroth got impatient and decided to come and get her himself.

Blushing at the thought, she got dressed and slowly opened the door.

It was awfully quiet and Aeris got a little nervous.

"Sephiroth?" She poked her head in first to see what he was up to, almost hoping to find him asleep.

No such luck.

She saw he was in fact very awake, still sitting on his bed.

Sighing, Aeris entered with a trying smile, "I'm sorry. I lost track of time..."

"S'okay..." Sephiroth mumbled and she noticed the odd look on his face.

Carefully approaching him, Aeris tilted her head. Something was wrong. He seemed tense and was actually quite pale.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he was staring at something on the floor.

Gazing down as well, Aeris' eyes widened in understanding and she gazed worried at the former general.

"Oh, Sephiroth..." She crouched down and picked up the evidence, "you ate ALL the candy at once?"

Tossing the empty paper in the waste basket, Aeris placed a hand to Sephiroth's forhead, noting how he flinched at the contact.

He felt warm, but that was to be expected.

"If you eat so much candy at once, you're going to get sick, you know," she scolded softly, urging him to lie down to rest.

Resisting her guiding hands, Sephiroth grunted annoyed, "well, now I know..."

Not giving up until he was resting on the bed, Aeris then went to get a washcloth, held it under cold water and wrung it up to return to find Sephiroth trying to hoist himself up on his elbows with a queazy look on his face.

"Lie down or you will throw up!" Aeris commanded, placing a gentle hand on his chest and shoved him down, "unless you want to throw up?"

The groan she got in return was enough to confirm her suspicion that he did not want to, and she gave a little smile as she placed the cool cloth over his forhead.

"Just relax. A good night sleep and you'll be fine again tomorrow."

Sephiroth wanted to object, his ego reeling at the little girl ordering him around, but his stomach rolled ominously as he moved.

Resigning, he let himself sink into the soft pillows and swallowed down another wave of nausea. It was not like he wasn't in control, but it was in his pride's best interest that he didn't provoke his stomach anymore. Who would have thought the candy could reduce the mighty Sephiroth like this, he thought wryly and closed his eyes as gentle hands placed a sheet over him. Why was she doing this? Was she hoping he would fall asleep and she could escape? Had she been planning this from the second she saw the store?

"This doesn't change anything, you know," Sephiroth growled quietly, "you wont be able to escape me."

There was a soft laugh and he heard her retreat to her own bed, "I know. I'll be a good hostage. You just sleep now, ok?"

Sephiroth could have sworn she was making fun of him, but was too sick to care. "Try anything and I will kill you." He frowned and added, "again."

"I heard you the first time," was the reply, and this time he heard a little taint of sadness in her voice.

Good.

Sephiroth allowed his muscles to calm slightly, exhaling tiredly as he prepared himself to sleep through the night. Sleep so lightly a stealthy step would wake him up, but sleep nonetheless.

The washcloth felt wonderfully cool against his skin and he wondered vaguely why she had fetched it. He was her captor, her life had ended once at his hands already, and yet she made an effort to ease his discomfort. It made no sense!

Kindness was as foreign to him as showing mercy.

He'd been taught to fight and kill from when he'd barely been able to walk, but no one had learned him to recognize other peoples suffering and broken dreams.

Sephiroth slowly lifted a hand to his temple, frowning at the memory of her hand on his forhead. Her hand had been soft, not the hand of someone training with swords until their palms bled. Why had she touched him? No one touched him, except when they aimed to hurt him. Her touch had been anything but painful, yet it felt more threatening to him than any wound he'd ever received. It made no sense!

And mother was quiet.

Letting his hand sink to rest by his side, Sephiroth tried to turn his mind blank and force himself asleep, but thoughts kept tumbling through his brain.

A song she had hummed kept appearing inside his head, the memory of a brightly coloured bag of candy held out towards him like a childish gift flickered in front of his eyes and despite his nauseated stomach; Sephiroth groggily decided the black, salty thingies tasted the best.

He'd have to remember to ask her what they were called, not that it mattered of course, but just so that he knew.

Tomorrow they would continue into the snowy country and get even closer to reach his goal. His destiny.

Yes, Sephiroth knew he merely had to focus his every thought on his goal and things would return to make sense!

It had taken hours before Aeris managed to fall asleep, curled up on her side and fighting back tears.

In the darkness she had really realised how alone she was now, and with the man aiming to destroy the planet threatening to take her life if she tried to return to the friends she so sorely missed.

And Cloud... He'd been so miserable when she saw him in the sleeping forrest, and her heart ached for him.

Maybe Tifa was making him feel better? Even now Aeris was able to feel a twinge of jealousy, but quickly dismissed it as always.

Tifa was Cloud's best friend, and if they were to finally match up to live happily ever after, Aeris wished it would happen.

If only Cloud was happy... That was all that mattered to her.

Still, she had been going through memories and regrets until sleep finally had come to her, giving her at least one nights peace.

Who knew what the morning would bring? Aeris knew she was living on borrowed time. By rights, she wasn't even supposed to be there at all, but the ancients were all counting on her.

Sephiroth was dangerously unstable, and might kill her at any moment, making her mission a failure before it even began.

Well, it had began, but rather badly as her candy-experiment had gone so wrong!

She figured the infamous warrior hadn't too much experience in the sweets-department, but how was she supposed to know he had such a taste for it that he would devour everything?

No wonder he got sick!

Aeris had actually felt a little sorry for him when she'd seen the lost look on his handsome face.

It was obvious that Sephiroth was not used to being sick, even looking a little grumpy as she tucked him. Clearly a control freak, but that was understandable.

However, Aeris could never see a sick person and do nothing about it. She was unable to merely watch anybody's illness and be idle, even if that person was Sephiroth.

A door slamming made her start awake, and Aeris sat up abruptly to gaze wildly around. What was going on?

She gasped nervously as she found Sephiroth looming just by her bed, gazing harshly at her.

"S-something wrong?" She managed to stutter, clutching the sheet under her chin and tried to hide her trembling.

The former general hesitated, then quickly thrust out his hand to hand her something.

Aeris stared wide-eyed at the jacket he was holding and slowly accepted it. It was a thick, green jacket with a furry collar.

"You got this for me?" It was hard to believe Sephiroth would do anything nice for her, but clearly he had noticed how she was freezing the day before.

Shifting uneasily, Sephiroth then stalked over to the window before muttering; "We're going even deeper into the snow world. You'll freeze to death in your skimpy attire. You're more use to me alive right now."

Aeris got the feeling he had to add 'right now' to try to cover up a nice act that might soften her image of him, and she smiled slightly, "still... thank you."

Hugging the warm jacket close, she felt her mood lighten a little.

There was hope then...?

Sephiroth grunted and crossed his arms tensely without looking back at her.

Eyeing him curiously, Aeris slowly got out of the bed and began to unwind her hair, "feeling better?"

Grunting again, Sephiroth then turned to stalk out of the room, "I'll be downstairs. Hurry up or I'll get bored and burn the town to cinder!"

Combing her hair with her fingers, Aeris watched the door slam shut after him and hummed thoughtfully.

Sephiroth was obviously a mystery wrapped in an enigma, hidden inside a riddle.

He was an unstable murderer, with a weakness for candy and bought her a jacket so she wouldn't be cold.

And to confuse her even more, his eyes glimmered briefly with something as she walked down the stairs like a fashion model, pursing her lips and tugging the fur collar to frame her face. "Does it suit me?"

The silverhaired man lifted his chin slightly at the sight, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly at a reluctant smile and his voice was smooth as silk in his silent reply;

"Yes..."

Aeris numbly watched him leave, hesitating as she wondered at her racing heart and why she felt herself blushing, before shrugging off the giddy feeling and following Sephiroth before he came back to drag her along after her braid.

AN:

decided to put this one up as I write, will try to update as soon as chapters are done.

Aeris or Aerith? Both names works for me, but as I play the european game she's always been Aeris to me...

This one too is set in the Brat Prince-scenery, like the others, but will merely focus on Aeris and Sephiroth.

Huge thanks to my reviewers, who inspires me and keeps me writing!