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A/N: It has been a long while since I wrote any kind of Fanfiction, so my apologies if it's a bit… Well… Poo :

Summary:Marlene[xKadaj.

Rated 'T' for language

Kadaj is sent back from the dead, though for reasons unknown to him. Kadaj is an emotional wreck and finds solace in the last person he would expect.

Chapter One: Life and Death

In a slight moment of madness, one would call it madness anyway, one who never knew his real reasons for doing what he did. For wanting to rid the world of Human Life. Nobody knew why, nobody could understand, some went as far as saying even he didn't understand. He was just a child after all, though weren't crazed children the most dangerous of all? Especially if you're a remnant of Sephiroth. The one feared for countless ages, the one who disappeared from all knowledge for a few years, then made his comeback… Yes, he was dangerous… He was a killer…

He remembered being told he didn't have to hold on any longer. He supposed it was because death was the next phase in life. Or so he believed. Afterall, Sephiroth made a comeback through him didn't he? Laying there, in Clouds arms, trying all he could to cling onto the little bit of life he had left inside him, seeing Cloud look down at him with a pitied expression, finding himself now wondering, if it all was worth it…

Death…
What was it?
It wasn't the end…
He knew that now…
It was just the next step…
Eyes closed, nothing around him.
Could see…
Dark…
A voice…
Whos?

"Did you really know what you were doing, Kadaj?"

"I've been asking myself that"

"Did you not see?"

"See? See what?"

"Life, Kadaj"

"Life?"

"Yes, Life. Did you not see what it was like? Did you not understand?"

"W-What?"

"Did you not?"

"I don't… I don't understand… What you mean"

"Did you not understand life?"

"You live to die"

"Do you?"

"Yes… I think so…"

"If everyone lived to die, nobody would fight back when the time came to die, but they did"

"…"

"You did not see life did you? You only saw death"

"Yes, I could not see anything but death"

"You missed out"

"On what?"

"Life… Do you know why Cloud, Tifa and the others, even Reno and Rude fought so much, fought for life?"

"No…"

"Because, Life Kadaj, is special. You only get one chance at it, or so people believe. Life is beautiful with endless possibilities"

"Life is... Special… Beautiful?"

"Yes. You did miss out on the things that make Life special"

"Did I?"

"Yes"

"What makes life special?"

"Friendship. Love. Unity… Life itself makes life special. For the time you waste, you can never get back. And the time you use for living, is the time you would like to cherish no matter where you are. You have to grow, as life grows all around you. Look at a flower, it blossoms into something beautiful from a seed. Unless stood on, or abused, pulled from its roots or killed, nothing can break it…A flower, its life in itself. Its like you… Your life, it was wasted into finding something to bring destruction on everyone else. What for? What was the point in it? You could have grown, made your life special, made it beautiful. Shaped it around you, involved others in it. Made friends. Though you didn't, and that time is time you will never get back. Do you understand?"

"No…"

"Why not?"

"I don't understand human emotions"

"Haha… Nobody does"

"Not even you?"

"Not even me. You can never predict when you are going to feel human emotions, they just happen"

"I never felt"

"Yes you did"

"I did?"

"Even if it was for the wrong reasons. You still felt. Imagine what you would have felt like if your brothers had died before you did. Or if Rufus had managed to destroy Jenova before you could get to her… How would this have made you feel?"

"Annoyed"

"Annoyance is a human emotion"

"I don't like it"

"Not many people do… There are nicer feelings Kadaj"

"There are?"

"Yes"

"Like what?"

"Love"

"Love?"

The sounds died out, the voice became quiet. Kadaj could hear no more. He felt like he was floating, silently. Finally at ease, at peace. Resting. The misery, the struggle, everything had gone. He felt empty now, though relaxed and calm. A smile tugged at his lips as his silver hair flowed all around him. Nothing mattered now, nothing. He no longer felt any desire to become whole again, he felt no compassion towards Sephiroth, he felt no desire to run after his 'mother'. Though, he wondered, who the voice belonged to. Though he supposed he would never know.