Rating: T for character death, suicide, yadda, yadda... There's also implied Sephiroth Cloud! Yay!
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII. I own a copy, but I don't hold copyrights. Otherwise I would sue all who wrote Barret/Cloud fics. Icky, icky.
Warning: Yeah, two character deaths in one one-shot? I'm evil, I know. Please don't shoot me! Gomen!
I was seeing it again.
Cloud was training in that pool, like he always did. Said it built better body tone.
The orange blossoms were falling, but they didn't stop at the surface. Some unknown force gave them weight, just so that Cloud could seem a passing vision of a god, just for this moment.
I wasn't watching it from above, though…
I was seeing it as though he were trapped in a aquarium, my nose pressed against the glass to see that god once more, surrounded by bubbles as he swung his sword.
He swirled then, and gave me the saddest look I had ever seen. It ripped through my heart, severed my spine, paralyzed me…
He mouthed my name:
Sephiroth…
Then I noticed the blood. It tinted the water. The source of the crimson flood was his wrists.
Oh god… oh no…
He had slashed his wrists…
He was dead.
I came out of the reverie to find myself faced by a doctor.
I turned and emptied my stomach.
"We've… I'm so sorry sir… we couldn't save him…"
I couldn't go back to that house. Not alone. Not to the place where we had made love so many times…
I walked without looking. I went to the room where he was kept alive for a short period.
There was a shroud covering his face.
I uncovered that beautiful face and kissed the lifeless lips that used to belong to my lover, my Cloud.
I saw the scalpel laying on a tray.
The last thing I saw was the horrified doctors, panic, and blood.
Lots of it.
I tried so hard to make him live again, to make my blood flow through his veins, but his body rejected it.
I was too late.
The floor rushed up to meet me.
(A/N) I'm most sorry for anything that's not clear... This thing seems to have this aversion to any form of division. The italics within the story aren't from me, they're Sepphiepoo's thoughts.
Sephiroth: ... Sepphiepoo?
Cloud: I wouldn't ask. Readers, please review to keep this wacko woman sane.
Sephiroth: I'm not Sepphiepoo!