Chapter Four: A Fire of Love Burns
Aerith… Finally, we are together…
Cloud, I missed you so much…
I know that it was my fault that you died-
Say no more, Cloud. Just lie down there, and I'll do the rest.
Cloud started to fade after she said this
Did I say something, Cloud?
No, no, I can feel myself going back… In case I get you back, Aerith, let's do it there, shall we?
"Or rather, I will torment you more," Sephiroth continued. "You treasure that (censored: female dog) far from anybody else, don't you? You shall never be together, even in death. Resurrect!"
The bleeding cadaver moved again. Cloud suffered from the pain of the wound.
I wish I was still there with you-
I'm going to get you back, anyway.
"Urghhh…" Cloud groaned as he got up.
"Do you know who made this?" Sephiroth said while still holding the blade thrust in Cloud's shoulder, keeping him in pain. "This Resurrection Materia is actually the Masamune's creation.
"When Shin-ra looked at the blade after you defeated me, they found this special materia. They saw its properties, the ability to restore life to the dead, which they would have given you after they locked it in a very safe place. How would you feel if this orb, this last chance of life for your beloved, was destroyed by the very same creature that gave her the same chance-" Sephiroth was stunned that Cloud had pulled off the Masamune off of his shoulder.
"Tell me. Do you want to die?" Sephiroth said as he brought the Masamune on Cloud. It was blocked, and Cloud put the other blade in.
Cloud brought down his sword upon Sephiroth. It was blocked, but that didn't stop him. "I would love to die!" Cloud brought another stroke of his First Tsurugi upon Sephiroth. "I would love to be with her!" His Limit Break was starting, and Sephiroth was starting to get worried.
The Tsurugi split into its component swords. Cloud rushed at Sephiroth with one in each incorporeal body.
One stroke of the blade brought tears of pain to Sephiroth's eyes. Another slash made a heavy wound in Sephiroth's body. Two slashes brought judgment upon the Masamune, sundering the blade that had been the cause of Cloud's sorrow. One more slash brought a deep gash in Sephiroth's chest. The last slash cut Sephiroth's will to live: the pain was so intense. Sephiroth fell, fell like the fallen angel that he was. His impact made a crater to rival his mother's.
"For once, stay dead."
"I will." Sephiroth covered himself with his one wing, and he dissipated into feathers.
Cloud crossed over to where Sephiroth was flying over. There, covered so delicately with a feather, was a materia, glowing bright as the sun. Cloud picked it up and shielded his eyes as he felt it shatter within his grasp.
Meanwhile, in the Lifestream…
"Finally decided to stay in death, have you?" Aerith said to Sephiroth.
"True, all true. You of all people know that I keep my. To Cloud. As for you, I put a curse on you and your blood. The first seed of yours shall be my heir!" Sephiroth said as Aerith vanished back to life.
Aerith… I'm sorry.
There was no response. Cloud could only guess: Aerith had resurrected.
Cloud reached into his pocket and took out the PHS.
"Cid, where are you?"
"Cloud! How's you been, you (censored)?"
"I'm fine. Get up here! Bring the Shera!"
"Sure thing! But why?"
"Just do it! It'll be worth it when you see who's going to board it when we get to our destination."
Sure enough, the reliable Highwind came, bringing everybody else along. Yuffie greeted Cloud with a little toss of her weapon. Barret let loose a volley of bullets into the air.
"Get in, pieces of (censored: foul word for anal excretion)! Cloud, where to?"
"The lake." Cid understood and went as fast as the airship could take it.
They reached their destination: the lake where Cloud had laid Aerith to rest.
It was already beginning to storm. He could hear the thunder, sense the rain.
Cloud jumped out of the window and landed like a cat on the ground. It started to rain. He looked around. Nothing. He turned around, and he saw the ship.
His vision went dark as soon as he turned.
"Guess who?" a voice said behind him.
"Aerith?"
He raised his arms and took off the hands that covered his mako blue eyes. He turned around, and his view locked on two emerald green objects.
"Aerith, I missed you so much…"
"Cloud, I missed you too."
"I wish I knew of this sooner."
"Well, the only thing that holds me here is your love, Cloud. You risked your life to bring me back, and because of that, I'm back.
"I love you so much, Cloud Strife."
Cloud got hold of Aerith. Her eyes widened with longing, as she knew what would happen next. He drew her nearer to himself, nearer, nearer. The flames that had roared within Cloud ever since he met Aerith were appeased: nothing could get better than admitting it to her with his own actions. He felt five years of guilt slip past: they did not matter anymore. All that he cared about was that he loved her, and she loved him back.
To be continued in another story. Watch out for my character, who I am cosplaying as my avatar...
A/N: I totally ripped this from AC. Up next on the sequel: SoKairi