A/N: Hello, ladies and gentlemen! I'm heartagram boy and this is my first fanfic. I love FF7 and thought I'd make a little story about it. This takes place two months after the events in the game. ENJOY!
Predetermined SkyBy heartagram boy
Chapter 1
Grey clouds appeared over Midgar. It was cold that morning. The constant rain had settled down now, and only an overcast sky remained. Cloud listened to the hustle and bustle of Midgar through the house's walls. All the while staring at the grey sky through the window from his spot on the floor.
Aeris…
He felt tears well in his eyes at the thought of her. He tried to block out the thoughts, but his mind was determined to make him relive the anguish. He saw here, kneeling there in the Forgotten City, locked deeply in prayer. The light shimmered off of her pink dress as her braided brown hair flowed casually behind her. God, how beautiful she was. A veritable angel that death sought fit to visit.
Maybe there was more I could've done.
The tears overflowed and ran down his face at this thought. He knew he could've done more, but Sephiroth was too strong. He hated that feeling, that feeling of absolute weakness. All he could do was watch as she was cruelly struck down. He remembered so vividly as he sat there, the way Sephiroth fell from the heavens and impaled Aeris. Cloud would never wholly forget. And Sephiroth! His expression was one of supreme hatred and malice. It looked as if he almost enjoyed it.
Oh god, Aeris, I'm so sorry…
And with that final thought, he swirled into a deep, tragic sorrow. He sobbed for what seemed like a lifetime before he finally looked up. To his left, the light shined off of his colossal sword.
I want to see her.
He picked up the Buster Sword effortlessly with one hand and brought it close to him. He admired the great blade, remembering that it was once Zack's, his closest friend's. He knew how sharp it was, it could cut through steel like a knife through butter. Flesh should be no adversary. He brought the sword closer to the tender flesh of his neck. Now, it would all be over. But a knock at the door stopped him.
"Cloud? Breakfast!"
He instantly recognized the voice as that of Yuffie. He sighed and placed his sword against the bed, foiled in his attempt. He stood up and looked again out the window. The rain had started up again. He sat there for some time before he finally sheathed his sword, wiped the remaining tears from his eyes and walked out of his bedroom door.
Yuffie scrambled down the stairs after she had alerted Cloud of breakfast. She immediately rushed to her place at the table and sat down. The smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes, coffee and other assorted food items made her mouth water. She sat in a dreamlike state while she watched as a few of the gang took their turn in fixing breakfast.
Tifa was on oven duty. She bustled around the kitchen in her desperate attempt to finish cooking all the eggs and bacon. Barret was in charge of cooking pancakes. He had an attachment on his robotic arm that served as an electric mixer, making him the prime candidate for mixing pancake batter, and Vincent was busy trying not to let the blueberry muffins burn as he watched them meticulously through the oven door. Cait Sith was in a corner preparing coffee and orange juice and Red XIII was watching to see if anything edible was dropped. Yuffie sat in a trance as she watched breakfast prepared, openly drooling on the table.
"I sure as hell hope you're gonna clean that up, missy!" said Cid as he appeared from behind his newspaper.
Yuffie scowled at him.
"I just wanna eat!" she moaned as plate after plate of food was brought to the table. She immediately began piling pancakes on her plate when Tifa stopped her.
"Don't you think we should wait for Cloud, Yuffie?"
Yuffie set her plate down and crossed her arms angrily. Fortunately for her, she did not have to wait long. She turned her head and saw Cloud walking out of the darkness of his bedroom.
"Well," said Barret as he brought out another plate of pancakes, "here's the little ray of sunshine now!"
Cloud placed his sword near the foot of the stairs and walked to the table in complete silence, ignoring Barret's snide comment. He sat down and began to pile on the eggs and pancakes.
"YAY!" yelled Yuffie, "Chow time!" She then began to eat so ravenously that she nearly choked to death on a muffin. Cid couldn't help laughing as the now blue kunoichi as she rolled around on the floor in her attempt to get it out. She finally did cough up the muffin, which was large enough it could be declared a small city and she then shot Cid a look of pure venom. She got up, grabbed a handful of eggs, and threw them at him. He ducked out of the way and all of the eggs landed right in Cloud's lap. Cloud looked down and then looked at Yuffie with such anger that she actually cowered back a few steps.
"Cloud, I-I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean—"
Cloud said nothing as he simply stood up, brushed the eggs off of him and walked toward his sword. He picked up the giant sword and looked at Yuffie with the same anger as before. He unsheathed his sword and began walking towards her.
"Cloud, I'm so sorry! Please, don't hurt me!"
She cowered as he loomed over her in a blind fury. He raised his sword and he heard a click in his right ear. Vincent had pointed Cerberus right at his skull.
"Lower your weapon, Cloud," the usually enigmatic man commanded. Cloud looked down at the fragile girl crying and trembling below him, and he let out a small sigh.
What have I become?
He sheathed his sword. He turned to the rest of AVALANCHE, as they looked at him in a state of utter shock, most with mouths wide open. Vincent lowered his gun. Cloud tried to say something, anything, but words would not come out of his mouth. Tears began to well in his eyes as he looked to Yuffie and finally managed to mumble "I'm so sorry." He immediately placed his sword on his back and quickly left the room. He walked into the hallway and then out the front door, into the cold, grey morning.
