A/N: *Sigh* I'm depressed…I have the fear of writers block to come to this story if I begin to run out of chappie ideas T-T…Ok, xxDarkAssassinxx, you don't need to feel guilty about asking me to read some of your stories! Im glad I did because I love them! You are one of my fave reviewers, and I think you are amazingly awesome!

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Chapter 11. Our Pasts

I figured we were going to have to take a chopper, which Reno would undoubtedly fly, but I was relieved to find out that Reeve had chartered a private jet to Nibelheim. Reno was somewhat disappointed he wouldn't get to fly his helicopter. Right now, we were sitting on the plan for the 7 hour journey to Nibelheim. I was content and relaxed with silence, and just as I was drifting off to sleep, I felt something warm peck my lips.

"What is it Reno?" I opened my eyes lazily to be met by the smirk of my red-headed companion.

"How'd ya know it was me?" He looked at me questioningly.

"Just a good guess…now why'd ya wake me up?" I glared at him angrily and he only smirked.

"Im bored…talk to me!" He looked at me like a kid who was asking for candy.

"About what?"

"Tell me about your hometown." I looked at him with a confused look that said 'why do you need to know', causing him to grin.

I smiled a little before answering. "My hometown is where we're going. I'm from Nibelheim."

"Really?" Reno looked at me with a shocked face. "I always thought you from somewhere like Gongaga."

I glared at him. "What's that supposed to mean Reno?"

"Well, you always seemed like a country girl, so I just figured…you were from Gongaga." He grinned at me sheepishly.

"Nibelheim is country town too. Besides, Gongaga is such a backwater name too! What about you, Reno? Where're you from?" I looked over at him with curious eyes.

"From Midgar. Im slums rat." I frowned at the way he had put it, but I decided not to say anything about it.

"What sector?"

"Seven." He seemed to go rigid as he told me this. I knew he was one of the Turks responsible for dropping the plate, and he probably felt a lot of guilt for it.

"What're your parents like?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.

"My old man ditched my mom and me, and my mom…well she died when I was just a kid."

"Im sorry, I shouldn't have asked." I looked down at the floor.

"Nah, its alright. I don't really mind talking about it anyways." He smiled at me before continuing. "What about your parents? Bet they're really nice."

"They're both dead. I already told you about my mom being gone. My dad….I never met him. If I did, then I don't remember what he looked like. He died when I was really little or before I was even born. I really don't remember."

"If you don't mind me asking, but…how did your mom die?"

I was very quiet. I didn't really know what to say for a while, until I finally remembered what the question was.

"When Sephiroth went crazy, he was in Nibelheim when it happened. My mother was killed when the town got burnt down. I wasn't fast enough to reach and save her. She died in my arms." I spoke with and emotionless voice, and stared at Reno. "I had no one else to take care of me, so after I had buried my mother, I left Nibelheim and traveled for four years looking for Cloud. When I reached Midgar and finally found someone who worked for Shinra that knew about Cloud, they told me he was killed in action. I had no one then. I lived down in the slums for awhile, until I found Cloud again." I smiled at the last part.

"That's the whole story?" Reno asked.

"Not really all of it, but if you really wanna know, I'll tell you later." I smirked at him before closing my eyes once more, and finally drifted off to sleep.

Dream:

I walked around the streets for some time, doing nothing except mope. I had finally reached Midgar just a few months ago, and I was still broke and homeless. My family was dead, and I was all alone. I walked down the a street of the slums, until a building caught my eye. It was a very nice church that looked very old too…I walked in to find that it was very empty, except for some flowers growing inside in the center, sunlight washing down on them. I approached them, careful not to step on any of them, and knelt down in front of them, gently caressing the petals. It had been a very long time since I had last seen flowers, let alone sunlight at all. It made me feel…happy, like there was hope. I smiled as I looked at the flowers. The sound of footsteps approaching me caused me to turn around. Behind me was a girl who looked to be about several years older than me. She wore a pink dress, and brown boots, with a long braid in her hair that was tied up by a pink ribbon. In her hands, she held an empty little basket.

"Hello. Can I help you?" She asked in a sweet voice, one that would attract people to her, seeking her as a good friend.

"I was just looking at the flowers. I haven't seen any flowers in a long time, let alone sunlight." I smiled at her.

She grinned happily at me before approaching me. "Thank you. I take care of these flowers everyday. It's good to know that some people actually think so highly of them. Tell me…what's your name?"

"My name is Haley."

"How long have you been on the streets?" She looked at me with a concerned face.

"A couple a months now."

"Well, you can stay with me. I wouldn't mind at all!" I looked up to see her smiling kindly, and I couldn't help but return the smile.

"Thank you…that means a lot. Im sorry, but I never got your name."

She helped me up and smiled.

"I'm Aerith. It's nice to meet you Haley!"

I nodded my head and smiled. "It's nice to meet you too…Aerith."


A/N: ok, please excuse my language here, but personally, I found this chapter to be like shit! It was way to short, and I had no idea what to write about! T-T! My worst nightmare is coming true! WRITERS BLOCK! Ok, people start sending in an idea for the next chappie, cuz im gonna need it! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! AND SEND IN YOUR IDEAS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER! I need all the help I can get! Later Taters ^-^!