Chapter One ~Hello to you too~

She's seen this movie about thirty times, in three different languages even. Yet there she sat at the edge of her couch, dark brown eyes almost popping out of her sockets, hands gripping her knees tightly. The world could be in total chaos and this eighteen year old wouldn't even notice, her body started shaking with anticipation. Her favourite scene was about to start and she knew it all too well. A smile creased her rose coloured lips,

"Good to see you, Cloud." The voice of Sephiroth was heard, cool and mocking. It cause the girl's smile widened, oh how she adored this part of the movie. Today's fight however was to be different, for you see this young adult had just purchased the newest version of Final Fantasy VII Advent Children. She had bought the "complete" version with over twenty six minutes of added scenes and over one thousand scenes revised. So far, the movie had lived up to its title of being a Blu-ray High Def at its mind-blowing best, now she just had to see the battle between Cloud and Sephiroth.

The scene was breath taking, the graphics and scenery had been enhanced and looked almost realistic. It was as though the girl was actually there, in Midgar, witnessing the ultimate battle between Cloud and Sephiroth.

"Ooh? Where did you find this strength?" Sephiroth said, flashing a bewitching smile.

"I'm not about to tell you!" Cloud responded then threw Sephiroth through the ceiling. She gave a quizzical look to her PlayStation3 as it made a loud buzzing noise, followed by a crackle. She jumped up to her feet and looked at the television, her eyes widening as the screen had a turquoise stream weaving in and out from it. Her jaw dropped,

"No way," she said under her breath, too amazed to look away. All of a sudden, the television made a buzzing sound similar to the PlayStation's then a weird sound that could best be described as a jet passing through a tunnel. She looked to her PlayStation, hoping to god it wouldn't catch fire or digest the disc inside its belly, leaving her with shreds of plastic. The wind was knocked out of her lungs when something hit her. It felt like she was just kicked in the chest by a horse.

He let a small groan escape his lips, then he looked around, vision still a little fuzzy from being hit in the back of the head by the building so many times. The mirror like emerald orbs were quick to regain sight, Strife was going to pay dearly for that one. His eyes narrowed and darted around, no sign of Cloud...or Midgar for that matter. Wait, no Cloud? No Midgar? What is this place? He's never seen it before. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he tried to figure out how he got there.

"Aaaaahhh! Get off of me! You're crushing me!" a voice yelled from underneath him. He cocked his head to the side, trying to take a look at the culprit hitting his back and attempting to push him off. Whoever they were, they sure were weak. The hitting and complaints ceased, so he stood up and looked behind to see a girl a couple years younger than himself.

Her cheeks were bright red at this point and a thousand questions ran through the girl's head. "What the HELL is Sephiroth doing here? He's a fictional character! " she thought. Their gazes locked, the girl dared not speak a word, she didn't want to accidentally set him off and decide she'd make a beautiful stain on the couch.

"Who are you?" Sephiroth asked, his eyes narrowed suspiciously at the girl as though she had something to do with this.

"K-Kyra" the girl responded. She figured she might as well answer his every question as best as she could to please him. She knew one wrong word could potentially cost her, her life.

"Why am I here? Did you have anything to do with this?" he asked, eyes now holding a deadly look in them. The girl shook her head then sunk low into her couch, her eyes unable to break free from the spell the mirror like emerald ones in front of her.

"I-I swear S-Sephiroth, sir, I had nothing to do with this at all. I-I wish I knew why you were here, I really do but I have no explanation for this." She stuttered nervously. His eyes narrowed at her, studying her for any signs of deceit. He slowly unsheathed his katana, watching her for a reaction. When she sank low into her couch and closed her eyes he sighed, what a pathetic human. He rolled his eyes then placed Masamune into its sheath then he placed his hands on each side of her head. He leaned in closer to her until he was eye level with her,

"You're not going to die, I need you...you're the only one who witnessed me coming into this world. So you're going to help me get back...no is not an option." He growled out, he was annoyed and with good reason. He was going to have to live and cooperate with this human if he ever hoped to return home. He felt weird in this world, almost as though something was missing. He shrugged off the feeling for now, his main concern at the moment was to gain information from this girl about his new temporary home. He straightened out his posture, allowing the girl to slowly relax before sitting beside her on the couch. He leaned back and placed his feet on the small table in front of him. The girl pushed her dark coloured bangs out of her eyes, keeping her gaze on Sephiroth. He rose a silver eyebrow at her, as though asking her what she was staring at. Her cheeks turned pink at the way his eyes seemed to pierce through her. She then mustered up all her courage and used her right hand index to poke into his cheek. "If there's something you want to ask do so before my patience wears even thinner than it already has." He hissed, eyes narrowing into deadly slits. He watched the girl sink into the couch once more,

"S-sorry, just making sure this is real and not a figment of my imagination." She responded quietly. Even if he had told her he wasn't going to kill her, she couldn't help but feel scared. Nothing was stopping him from hurting her and she knew very well that he was capable of doing so. He has an incredible amount of strength as well as speed to his advantage, not to mention a seven and a half foot long katana. On top of all that, he has a whole range of spells that could easily end her life in seconds. She let a raspberry blow past her lips then stopped as something struck her. Today was Wednesday, she had school tomorrow, what was she going to do about Sephiroth? Could she trust him to stay here in her house? Or was she going to have to attempt to convince him to come along with her? Also, how was she supposed to convince her teachers to let him in class? What about Masamune? Was he going to carry that out everywhere he goes? So many questions ran through the girl's head, she actually started a headache. She rubbed her temples to soothe the pain,

"Would you like for me to confirm my existence in this world for you?" Sephiroth's cool voice seemed to have venom imbedded into it. Kyra turned her attention to him and quickly shook her head.

"I-I'm fine!" she quickly responded as she caught a gleam of silver at his side. A faint click was heard, signalling that Sephiroth had re-sheathed Masamune. The younger female relaxed once more, now that her life was no longer in immediate danger. She kept her gaze on Sephiroth, taking in the fact that he was indeed right beside her, living and breathing like any other human being. She then leapt up and looked at the television, the screen was black, signifying it was off. Her attention then turned to her PlayStation 3, it too was off and the disc was sticking out of the slot, waiting for the young adult to grab it. She walked up to the consol, taking the disc and examining it, there seemed to be nothing wrong. She looked the disc over one last time before placing it in its case. She sighed then turned to the silver haired man sitting on her couch "Is there anything you need? A drink, food...bathroom?" she asked, might as well treat him like a guest. He looked at her, eyes seeming to pierce right through her. This made her heart beat slightly faster, but she kept a straight face. She didn't want to seem too weak in front of him, he might just decide she was too pathetic to help him out. He let a sigh escape his lips, then he stood up and walked over to the girl. He towered over her by almost one foot which in turn made his gaze all the more intimidating.

"You are going to make yourself useful by showing me around the house. Then you are going to take me to a tailor so I can get more clothes. I'm not going to spend my time here in filthy clothing especially considering I have an alternative option." The last time he had a shower was two years ago, well one doesn't necessarily tend to get dirty while in the Life Stream. However a hot shower was now in order, perhaps it would help clear his mind and think of a way to return home…if that was even possible.

"U-um, well…I have no problem showing you around the house…but buying clothes might be a small issue…" she said carefully. His eyes narrowed at her,

"And why is that?" he hissed

"I kind of have no money…" she flinched and backed away from him, "but I have a solution!" she yelped out quickly. She heard him growl, then she felt his hand grasp her under the jaw line, forcing her to look at him.

"You're trying my patience human, you had better find me something clean to wear before I come out of your shower or there will be consequences." He warned, giving her jaw a squeeze to show her he meant business. She whimpered softly but kept still, not wanting to anger him any further.

"I-I understand, p-please, follow me to the washroom, I'll get you a towel and some clothes while you're cleaning yourself." She said. He let a huff escape then he released the girl from his death grip and allowed her to lead him to the washroom. She explained how her shower worked as well as pointed out what shampoos he shouldn't use. "I highly recommend you don't use this shampoo…especially not this one." She warned. He rose an eyebrow at her then crossed his arms over his chest.

"Why not?" he questioned

"Because it's purple and if you use it, it might stain your hair purple…" she warned. Sephiroth gave her a slightly odd look,

"Dare I ask why you have a shampoo that could dye your hair?" clearly he failed to see the logic behind this.

"It's a special shampoo for coloured hair that my mom bought for herself…just don't ask questions, trust me and don't use the shampoo m'kay? I'll get you some clothes to wear, and a towel…you just enjoy your shower alright? Anything you need call me." She said then walked out of the washroom, leaving him to do his business.

"Such a strange human, oh well at least she's proving to be useful." He thought to himself as he waited for the water to get warm.

Many thoughts ran through his head as the warm water caressed every inch of his body. His eyes closed, he tried to remember what happened last. He remembered getting thrown through the ceiling of that building, then he remembered the girl…Kyra she said her name was. But nothing in between that, why couldn't he remember what happened? Perhaps he was suffering from amnesia? That would be the more logical explanation. Whatever the reason, all he knew was that he had to get back. This world felt strange to him and he didn't like it one bit. He stepped out of the shower then walked to the door, standing behind it he knocked,

"Are you out there human?" he called out.

"Y-yeah! I've also gotten you some clothes to wear…" she responded.

"I guess you're not so useless after all." He said then opened the door slightly so she could give him the towel and clothes.

She waited for him to come out, bad idea. She had time to blink before all of a sudden she felt a strong hand grip her throat and slam her into the corner behind her, raising her off the floor in the process. She yelped then gripped his wrist, trying to get him to loosen up his hold on her.

"What kind of shirt is THIS?" Sephiroth snapped, showing her a black quarter sleeved buttoned shirt with a white skull pattern on it. Kyra struggled slightly then started to tap his arm, signalling to him that she couldn't speak. He let a growl escape his lips then he dropped her onto the tiles, waiting for her to finish her coughing fit. She rubbed her neck then slowly stood up in front of him, leaning against the wall for support as she waited for the world to come back into view. She let one final cough escape her then she looked at him in the eyes.

"It's from my father's wardrobe, I thought that it would suit you…" she responded.

"Well I'm not here to play on your little fantasies human, so you'd better find a tailor willing to make more replicas of my clothes or you'll face dire consequences." He growled out then tossed the shirt over her head and walked away.