Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim all rights to Inuyasha and Final Fantasy VII (Advent Children). All characters belong to their creative owners.
Story explanation: Was just replaying Dirge of Cerberus then watched Advent Children, so I'm in a mood for some FFVII. I don't know how long this story will be and I'm just writing this for fun and to get out of my head. Some chapters might be long or short.
In case you missed it: Expect random updates.
A/N: I KNOW that Flowy isnt a word. Just how humans make up words, I make up words... sometimes. AND I realize the mistakes and I thought to myself "...omg What have I done?!" So I fixededed it :D
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Prologue
The first time she saw him, she was a bit envious of his hair; the tip barely going past his knee. So silky and flowy that she ran her fingers through her own hair and scowled at it; and swore that it somewhat wilted. Grumbling, she began to pet her hair what was held through her fingers and frowned at it. She saw some split ends and dead ends and some in-betweeners. Looking at the silky and flowy, she bet that it was healthy as… as healthy as... as healthy as anything can get. Looking down at her hair once more, she signed and fingered the rough ends.
"Whatcha' staring at?" A voice said behind her, making her squeak and jumped around. What met her view was a chest and she looked up. Glowering, she ignored the male behind her and returned her view to Mr. Silky Flowy Hair; that she dubbed him.
"Ah, him." He said.
"'Ah, him', what?" She mumbled.
"Nothing."
Rolling her eyes she turned back to the presence that was heating up her back and looked up to meet with vivid blue eyes. Zack Fair; 2nd operative, while she was a 3rd class. Zack's hair was black and spiky, usually messy since he doesn't bother with it. To think of it, his hair looks soft and silky... it also flows with the wind.
Zack was taken back at the sudden scowl on her face. He shrugged as she marched past him and found his other favorite victim to play with: Sephiroth.
A/N: What do you think?