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Chapter 7.
Cloud smiles, and with Eyes closed, he rubs his face in the brown hair lying on his chest. He loves waking up next to Aerith. The feeling of her warm body in his arms, the way her hair smells in the early morning, and the touch of her lips on his bare neck, gently breathing into his hair.
He tightened his arms around his sleeping beauty and held her against him. He opened his eyes to look into her peaceful face.
His heart stops.
It's not… She's still….. Gone…
Cloud squeezes his eyes against the painful memories flooding against him. How could he let his guard down and let his mind wander to …
Cloud glanced at the girl in his arms. Her face seemed pleasant, and he wondered what she was dreaming about.
Don't know. Don't care! Don't ask her.
With a sigh, Cloud shifted Kilas off his chest.
This can't happen again. Anderal better have a free room tonight, or I'm sleeping on the damn chair! I should have last night. He thought angrily as he shoved his feet into boots and yanked a shirt over his head.
Without a last look he left the room.
…
Kilas awoke with a start as the door slammed. She jerked her head up and looked around at the tangled sheets wondering where Cloud had went, and why he had to slam the door at 5:30 in the morning.
That's it. I told you he was bad. He's one of those 'early morning' people. Friggin' psycho…
Well… might as well get up.
Noooooo!
With a groan, Kilas rolled off of the bed and groggily sulked to the door. Realizing that she was barefoot she turns to walk back to the bathroom to gather her shoes. As she begins her short journey Anderal throws the door open with a loud, "GOOD MORNIN' GIRLY!"
With a scream, Kilas takes to dive behind the bed. She over shoots and ends up knocking over the bed side table and shattering a lamp.
Seconds later Cloud appeared behind the crazed old man looking perplexed as Kilas untangles her self from the lamp cord. She looks up to him sheepishly. He shakes his head and leaves the room. Leaving Kilas with Mr. Old Crazy Guy.
"I thought I heard you in here walkin' around. Figured I'd come in n' say a quick 'Howdy!'"
It was way too early for this and Kilas rolled her eyes at the man and looked out the small window.
"Now, girly, don't 'cha be rollin' your eyes at me. An' you look at me when I'm a-talkin' to you, ya' hear?"
What the hell? How did he? W-What??
Kilas, thoroughly reprimanded, looked at the floor before the elder, "Yes, sir."
"Good. Now lets head on down to breakfast an' get you fed." He reached a withered, gnarled hand out to her.
Kilas looked at the hand before taking it, surprised that it was warm, and followed him to the kitchen where Cloud was being chatted at by a red head.
"So, you gotta tell me, man! What's she look like? Is she hot? Did you do her? What about her-"
"Why don't you see for yourself, Reno?" Anderal interrupted the loud red head as his hands, which were out in front of his chest as if holding imaginary breasts, dropped to his sides as he stammered.
Kilas was blushing furiously, while Cloud hid a smirk behind a glass of orange juice.
Avoiding eye contact of any kind, she took the nearest chair and began to pick at a muffin she saw on the table.
Who the fuck is this guy?
After picking the majority of the berry chips out of the muffin, she chanced a look at the boisterous man and saw, in shock, that he wasn't hiding the fact that he was openly gaping at her with huge green eyes and a slightly slack mouth. Her eyes widened and she looked back at her poor desecrated muffin.
She was saved by Anderal, who smacked the gaping lad up side the head, "Damnit, Reno. Quit lookin' at the girl an' let her eat! Or I'm-a smack ya again."
Reno, rubbing his head, gave the man a look as if to wonder how he saw him watching her. He leaned across the small, wooden table to whisper to Cloud.
What he said was lost to Kilas as Cloud's eyes lit up a bit as they flashed at Kilas' before looking away and closing them. A delicate smirk playing across his lips.
Kilas couldn't help herself as she watched the blonds' face light up while he smiled. He was so beautiful. She was caught up in watching the new morning light play across his smooth flawless skin, catch strands of his blond hair, and sparkle off his eyelashes. All of the weight seemed to melt off of him as he broke into an easy smile and utters a quiet chuckle. She was so enraptured in her thoughts of Clouds' beauty, she didn't notice that the two men and stopped talking to each other and were, in fact, looking directly at her.
"Hey, Space Cadet! Come back!" Reno shouted as he waved a hand in front of her eyes.
"Oh!" Kilas exclaimed as she was brought back to the present and ended up jumping so hard that she banged her knees forcefully against the bottom of the table, causing the two glasses of orange juice to shake. One staying upright as the other fell. Before it hit the floor, Anderal catches it with his cane.
The room was silent as the three men looked at Kilas, who was having a quiet panic attack.
"Ya back with us?" Reno was leaning against the back of his chair, "Woo, you were gone. Off in La-La land lookin' at ole Spiky here." He reached out a hand to ruffle Clouds' hair.
Cloud ducked away and stood from the table. Avoiding Kilas' eyes he left the room, the door to the porch swinging behind him.
"Man, friggin' emo. You know, I offered to take him out with me but 'no'. Cloud's just way too busy tryin' to get you back to your town. Which reminds me, where is your town? All he said was 'it's North'. There's nothing North of Midgar except Kalm Town and he said that ain't it."
"Well, it's not really a town. It's more like a small group of people that live together in the same area. We don't really have a name for the town. It's on the coast. We built a thick wall around it to help with the flooding." Kilas replied.
Reno just watched her. The wheels in his little head working out what she said.
"Aw man! You mean that big cement thing? Man, I thought that was a warehouse!" Reno was leaning on the table now.
"Nope, not a warehouse. It's where I live. Have ever since Seth and I moved there a few years back."
"So what's there? I mean, it looks kind of dinky if ya ask me. Where's the fun?"
Kilas was getting annoyed with this man, "My house is there. It's not dinky. It's more of a safe haven for people like Seth and I. We went there after Dad died. It was the only place for us. We all help out with fishing and building. It is a really nice place actually."
"Well, don't get so uptight about it, darlin', I was just askin'. So, if you live clear out there I bet you've never been clubbin' have ya? How old are ya? 16? 17?" Reno began to chew the end of a straw.
"I'm 20, and no, I don't want to go clubbing with you."
"Aw, it might do ya some good! I say you kids go on out tonight and have some fun. It's just an hour to the nearest train station." Anderal called from next room, "There's probably an old dress from one of my daughters in the attic ya might could fit into. I'll send Reno on up to get it."
Kilas looked into the green eyes of Reno. With a sigh, she agreed to 'go clubbin'' with him tonight.
Ok folks. The story is about to get more up beat. It was getting pretty depressing, so I thought there needed to be a scene like the one coming up. Also, the scenes with Anderal are not meant to be offensive. I had a best friend growing up who was blind. She was born that way and would always say things like, "Don't look at me like that Lizzie." and stuff. It was just amazing how she did that.
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