The next morning, I found myself unpacking my belongings. With how disorganized it became, it was hard to tell where his dishes ended up. Hopefully they weren't all bashed and broken. I would have to call the moving company about this later.

So in this case, since I didn't know where my dishes are. I've been looking for a few hours now. I did whatever normal person would do. Call and order something or go out to eat. After debating I choose to go out and eat.

After a shower, and putting on a fresh pair of clothing. I grabbed my wallet, and my keys to my motorcycle. Made myself down the hallway, only to be stopped by the same redhead from yesterday. "Yo cloud where ya going?" He asked, with a smirk on his face. "I'm Headed out to get a bite," I replied dreading the fact I opened my mouth.

"Yo don't act so tense!" Reno replied almost, as if he meant no offense. "I'm on duty anyway, I was just looking for you. To inform you got a package up in front."

"A Package? I don't remember ordering any package." I replied a little stunned that I've just got here only the day before. Taking a deep breath, as to calm my nerves. I then began to proceed down the hallway.

Later...

Later that afternoon I was lost. No matter how much I wanted to deny it. I was lost and not entirely sure where I was going. When I reached a fork in the road. I could ether go up the path to the right and or to the left.

I decided the right, because it looked promising. Speeding up. Not caring to look back the way I just came. I believed that this be the best option. Man I didn't know how wrong I was going to be.

However taking this path: was probably my best shot to get where I wanted to go. By back tracking would make it all that much longer. I was already hungry and my stomach going into a food coma. The stomach was Groaning at me to feed it already.

Doing nothing more then to salients it. That was the one and only thing on my mind. Speeding up, through the roads. I made my way through Midgar. Only then did I realized, I miscalculated. Only then did I realized the mistake I've made. As I plundered many feet below.


Aerith knew, she had known for a while now. Aerith had yet again been working on the flowers. As a distinct noise, crackled or rumbling continue on for a few minutes. But regardless Aerith continued on with her work.

The flowers weren't going to look live much longer without her touch. Before she when she would keep on taking care of them as long as possible. She knew she had the stigma for almost a month now. But she had no desire to leave her foster mother the medical bills.

It was her way in being brave. So she continued her work, undisturbed. however the noises persisted. soon it had intrigued or peaked the Burnett interest. causing her move over towards the noise. also almost in attempts to investigate. carefully creeping on her tiptoes.

when the solid board, just gave out. Nearly missing her by a couple of inches. leaving her a little stunned. still putting together what just happened. After the nerves died down a little and she came back to her senses. Her head when to look down, to see a man laying only feet below her.

he had light blonde hair that was spikier then a sharp knife, Ok that was a lie. But it was still one of the most spikiest hairs I had ever seen on anyone, making him sometimes look like a pokey pine. He wore a black turtle neck vest T-shirt, with a zipper that run full way up the shirt and halfway down to the near end of his neck. His left arm had no sleeves he had a pink ribbon tied around his left arm in a bow tie. While on the other hand his right arm he wore a pad of mental that shaped around his arm, with a long sleeve.

A small mental plated silver mental loin and a small ring that wrapped around it. His pants fall pasted his knees and down to his ankles, one side of his pants on the right leg was as loosen as bell bottoms themselves. The other side was tighter on his left leg. The middle of his shirt was tight to show his muscles but not tight enough to show the thin body he had.

His skin was a fair white almost, but not so pale white that he looks like a ghost. His eyes were a deep clear dark icy crystal blue his figure face was that of the age of twenty year old... His left ear held a small sliver ball earring leaving the guy with a figure most men would die for. Most women if you were dating or if you were married to a handsome, man like him they would envy you. To most girls you would be their own idol.

Aerith looked at him in amazement and token back by his looks. she gather up the courage to try and talk to him. "Hello? Aerith called with other hello?then an other hello? still no respond. all she could make out was a groan of pain.

carefully she came a little closer towards him, almost to a point she wouldn't stun or scary him upon awaking. maybe she needed to go get help? "Hello?" she called out again, and again. repeating herself. "Hello? are you alright? Do you need help?'

after a couple hours pasted by, with so little movement, shallow breathing. Aerith hoped he wasn't near death. right when she was about to finally give up with calling out to the guy, was about to go get help. her back now turned, her arms folded wondering what to do. She heard yet another groan, however this time was different. looking at him now sitting up. Aerith realized the guy was now finally awake.


Tada yet other chapter, so ive been busy yet again. but hope to write some more soon. but how was it? Also Be on the look out for another story soon. i am planning more updates on The Tale Of Midgar soon. also wish me a happy birthday it was June 22, I wanted to originally update yesterday. but time got away from me. anyway like always, please leave a review and tell me what your honest thoughts were. the good reviews help me go along way.

signed Your Pal

-Aeris The Flower Gal