A/N: I haven't written anything in years, so apologies if the grammar and vocabs are off. Collection of FF4 and FF4:TAY drabbles/one shots, some chapters might be connected. Multiple characters and pairings, mostly will be Edge/Rydia centric.
5 mm per second
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"It will be sakura season again soon," Edge muttered, holding up a hand to shield his eyes from the blinding rays of Mysidia's midday sun, wincing as he did. "if the fire hadn't burnt all of the trees down."
The word escaped Rydia's lips at first. "Chakra?"
"Sa-ku-ra," he repeated each sylable slowly, while inching his face closer to hers, much to Rydia's irritation.
She pushed him back lightly on the shoulder and he grinned wider, "A blossom for this fruit tree we have back at Eblan."
"What's so special about it?" The very last thing she'd associate with someone like Edge will be a plant, much less something so feminine like a fruit blossom.
"It will bloom fully in early spring, with light pink colored petals. We have-I mean, used to have this small cottage where the yard is planted with sakura trees. When they're all in full bloom, it'd be so bright you thought you'd go blind but that's when you need to truly cherish it."
She pushed back a strand of hair that had gotten in front of her eyes. "Why is that?"
"They didn't last very long." Edge waved his hand down from his face, and gave this motion of things falling slowly, "When the flower petals start to fall, it will be so bright you'd think it's snowing. I used to run around in those petal rain, pretending it was snow. My mother used to scold me about it."
The faltering in his voice didn't escape her ears. He has his back turned at her and she didn't need to look at his face to notice he's probably remembering things-recollections that used to be a fond memory but will stop at nothing to prick the corner of his eyes for years to come.
A sentiment that Rydia knew all too well. Walking forward, she patted his back lightly, and smiled at him. "I'd like to see those trees, someday."
Edge's grin could be seen through his cowl, and without much warning he hooked one arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him. "It's a date, then."
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