A/N: Since I'm feeling generous because of the long wait for updates, have some ff4 love.

THis is a three-shot of the same story prompt. They are not connected to each other, but works as standalones. I hope you appreciate them and also appreciate the older final fantasies ^^

Enjoy ^^~

Rosa

They're looking at us like we are some sort of lost puppies, their eyes softening in pity whilst we walk past. I can only raise a surreptitious brow as -they moved aside to let us pass, our capes blowing about in a pleasant wind.

Was it really that strange to walk alongside my beloved people? Was is really that improper for a lady of Baron to be seen with the two important men in her life? Cecil and Kain didn't seem to mind, their faces void of worry as they walked with me towards our favorite meadow; one we frequented as kids and grew to love. It is because of the endless sea of roses that grew below it in an immense valley, and the way the sun sank below the clouds every sunset, casting a reddish hue among the flowers to give them a kind of glow, displaying its breathtaking beauty.

"It's beautiful, isn't it, Rosa?" Cecil's deep voice flitted through my ear and I nod my head in agreement. Kain laid down on the soft grass at my left, his Dragoon garb traded for simple clothing for the night, much like what Cecil is wearing to my right. The cooler, nighttime breeze chased away the day and I closed my eyes at the fragrant scent of flowers that went my way. I looked at Cecil and caught him doing the same, just as he always did. I remember that he would then pull me closer and just hold me until the sky gets peppered by stars, smiling at us along with the single moon. I looked up at that moon and can't help but reminisce about the ordeals that we went through to achieve this newfound peace. This tranquility for the next generation of Kings and Queens that would come after us. Ceodore himself grew up to be a strong and just man, much like what his father is and always will be. There was nothing I could ever ask for more.

"Ceodore sure did grow fast, did he not?" Ah, I knew that he could somehow know what I was thinking, Cecil always did. I smiled at his question and moved closer, resting my head on his shoulder and just savoring this moment, the promise of love and life. I can see Kain sit up from the corner of my eye and smirk at Cecil's question, making me grin cheekily as I knew he'd have some sort of witty remark, "He did, and his tenacity is unparalleled. Although I say he takes it from me as I know you didn't have that much of a stubborn streak, let alone that fiery curiosity."

"Hey now, Kain, he might have not gotten those from me, but he sure did get it from Rosa, you've my word on it." My husband replied, earning a soft snort of laughter from our Dragoon friend. I do agree though, but I hope my son didn't get my sense of mischief along with it.

"Do you remember the time she used to sneak up to our rooms when the other white mages of Baron were picking on her when we were kids?" Kain asked, his eyes crinkling around the sides as he grinned at the memory. I pouted; I hope Cecil didn't remember, I am still a bit embarrassed whenever we talk about our childhood. I acted like such a fool, tagging along with them just so I could have some semblance of friends. But it made me happy as well, for I knew I wouldn't have them with me if I didn't act on it first.

To my demise, Cecil threw his head back in laughter, forcing me to end my peaceful rest on his shoulder.

"I do remember, how can I forget? That was the first time I saw her, when she rushed into your room clad in that Mage's Habit? I thought she was the most fragile girl I ever laid my eyes on." A small chuckle punctuated his sentence as he took a deep breath, looking out into the valley with a smile on his lips. My husband exudes an extraordinary beauty; one that is delicate as a flower yet strong as a pack of wolves. And it made me love him even more than I normally would, "But I was never proven so wrong my entire life."

"I remember being annoyed with her because she was always following me around, but because she was a daughter of my father's friend, I couldn't tell her to go away. Then you came along and she wouldn't stop talking about you." Kain's voice faltered at his last words, looking at the same direction as with Cecil's, the moonlit plain housing the roses as they kissed the moon's light, a smile painted on his face.

"Do you remember that, Rosa? When you shifted your attention to Cecil I felt relieved for a couple of days. But then I grew lonely and I missed your presence. You were always the light for me, Rosa, I cannot thank you enough."

Kain, sweet Kain, but it is I who must thank you for being a friend to me through and through. Even if I was not able to return the love you gave me, I am still here to love you as I did when we were young. You always have a place inside my heart.

"You certainly are a force, my beloved wife." Cecil spoke, his voice music to my ears, "You of all people knew how to comfort me in times of digress. You always had that sun-kissed smile on your lips, the warmth of your very soul melting the ice in my heart. You even gave me a gift; one which I still question my worth for it. Love and a family, Rosa, without you, I wouldn't be half the man I am now."

Nor would I be the woman I am, Cecil, my husband. You deserved everything you have and so much more. I am only happy that you finally learned to accept everyone's love around you and give them love in return. For that, I can never me more proud.

You will always have my heart.

The stars are twinkling up in the sky, the spattering of light signifying the end of our little walk. Cecil and Kain stood up, looking into the valley of roses once more, their smiles full of serenity, something I failed to see in the years that passed.

"Do you think she is happy, Cecil?"

Of course I am, Kain, more than you'll ever know.

"I am sure she is, although I terribly miss her."

And I you, Cecil, but I am always here, with all of you.

"We'll bring Ceodore next time, Rosa, we promise."

I look forward to it, Kain, but this is my last goodbye. I am watching over you, over all of you and over the land I once called home. Although I may have not fulfilled my promise of growing old together, I am sure to be there to witness how you do.

Kain is always first to leave, his boots crunching away at the soft grass as he left Cecil along with me. The King of Baron strode the other way down to the middle of the rose valley, a smile gracing my lips as he knelt down next to the headstone and ran a finger over my name, an act he does everyday without falter during the last three years.

"Rosa..." He whispered, my name a prayer on his lips. I envelope my arms around him, but I know he feels nothing, not anymore.

"Why did you have to leave to soon?" His words startle me, as it is the first time he expressed such sadness, such remorse, but I listen on, "Since the day you passed I always felt you beside me, you are always there; that is why I never cried because there was nothing to mourn. You never left. Yet why do I feel that this is our eternal goodbye?"

You are strong Cecil, I will always be in your heart.

"I know..." He stood up, plucking a single rose from the bushes that surrounded me, only one each time he comes home, "The roses never held a candle to your beauty, my Queen, and even now, they shirk away from your grace. Even in repose, you are most beautiful."

A tear falls down his eye, the only one he shed since I left the world. I longed to embrace him, to kiss away his tear, yet I know that if I did, I might not have the strength to let go.

I am always here, Cecil.

"I love you Rosa. Don't you ever forget it."

Always.