Disclaimer: Ready for something shocking? I actually don't own these characters...I know, I was just as surprised...

AN: This chapter is completely filler. I'm posting it so that you guys know that I haven't given up. Basically, I haven't updated 'cause we moved and gave my computer to a guy my dad works with to fix, and we haven't seen it since… It's been almost a year I think… Anyway, basically, not much is gonna happen in this chappie. I just want to out something up. If I get the chance later, I may even replace it…Hmm… Anywho, on with the pointlessness!


Aeris wasn't sure what she should do. At the moment, she was sitting beside Sephiroth's bed, staring at him, willing him to wake up. With some effort, she had moved him so that he lay on the bed the correct way and she had covered him with the blanket. She reached over and touched his hand. It was icy. 'Sephiroth, what's wrong with you?' She shook his shoulder, beginning to feel a little desperate. "Wake up." She told him. She placed her palm flat on his cheek, hoping that he would flinch away like he had before. His skin was so cold. 'Okay,' she thought, 'warm him up, it may not do anything, but I'll feel like I'm doing something to help.' Feeling very slightly better with a plan in mind, she headed to the kitchen for warm water and a washcloth.

'Where am I?' Sephiroth thought groggily. The last thing he remembered was that soft, sweet voice inside his head. After years of training, he knew better than to wake up when he wasn't sure what kind of situation he'd be waking up to. 'Take in your surroundings through your other four senses,' he remembered a teacher once saying. Okay, so smell…It smelled sort of musty, and was that rose shampoo? Taste…Well, no blood and he wasn't gagged so that was good. Hear… Crickets. Touch…He was laying on something soft and there was a strange warmth on his right side. Suddenly, he remembered collapsing on the bed and… What happened after that? He couldn't remember. 'One thing at a time,' he told himself. He opened his eyes. The room was lit only by a small lamp on the table next to his bed. 'What time is it?' He wondered, and started to get up to look, when he discovered the source of the warmth at his side. Aeris lay, curled against him, a cloth of some kind clutched in her hand. He stopped himself before he managed to move much. 'What is she doing there? How can she lay there, completely unafraid of me?' He reached over and pushed a tendril of hair out of her face. 'What is this I'm feeling? Why am I smiling just by looking at her? Is this what the soldiers used to call a "crush"…? Interesting….' He lay back down, and put an arm around her. 'Only because if she catches a cold I'm going to have to be the one to take care of her.' He told himself stubbornly as he drifted back to sleep.


AN: Okay, I know this was complete crap, but get over it! . Sorry, no other characters right now, 'cause I'm not sure what I'm gonna make happen with them…I'm probably making things move too quickly, but, like I said, I may replace this later. Let me know what you guys think! And a HUGE thank you to all of you who continued to read this even though I'm the most horrible update-r in the history of the world!