No One Cares
By: Reno13/ Lucrecia Langley
No one cared. He slipped off the gloves, goggles and shut Cait Sith off so that he appeared to 'sleep'. No one cared. He was the murderous traitor that Cid made jokes about and Barret glared at. No one saw the poor man behind the cattish robot…only a traitor shone through. Tears slipped silently down Reeve's face. No one cared about his feelings. He got and passed information to the Turks or to Rufus. They saw him only as a tool. A tool that you would use and throw away. Everyone hated him. Barret wouldn't talk to him and Cid always had a new joke. Vincent was never around and Tifa and Cloud didn't seem to care what happened to him. He could scream for mercy and be in great pain and…no one would care. They'd simply turn their heads away. The Turks wouldn't look at him…except Elena. Only Aeris had ever seemed to care and she was dead. No one cared. Reeve slipped the gloves onto his hands and the goggles over his eyes. He saw through the robot's eyes and heard that everyone was asleep. He got up and made for the door. " Cait?" He turned. Reeve smiled back in the HQ. Yuffie stood there looking tired but alert. She came over to sit by him. " Hiya Yuffie." His voice eternally playful. " Hey Cait." She rubbed his head affectionately. He almost cried. He couldn't feel her caress. Oh how he longed to feel loved and understood. No one cares about a TRAITOR Reeve. Reeve began to cry. But tears came only out of his eyes and not the robots. " What's wrong?" Yuffie asked. " You don't know what it's like to be me," Reeve whispered. " I can see you and hear you, Yuffie. But I can't feel you. It's horrible! It's-" Reeve let out a strangled sob and buried 'his' face into the ninja's arms. " I can't feel your hands on my back because I'm here and Cait's there…with you. To Cid I am a traitor and to Barret I am a cold-blooded Shinra exec. Cloud and Tifa don't care and Vincent ignores me. Red is absorbed in other things and doesn't have time for me. Aeris is dead ad probably my fault in some twisted sick way." He looked into Yuffie's eyes. " No one cares." " Someone cares," Yuffie murmured. " Who!? I stole Marlene! The Turks hate me, I am a geek with a job! I am a FILTHY kidnapper! Cid's right and Barret too! I have no right to live! No right…" the man whispered the last words. " Someone cares," Yuffie repeated. " Who?" " I do." " You do???" " Yeah. I don't know you very well but you seem to be able to cope with this. You're a strong man whoever you really are. But don't forget, don't EVER forget that I am here for you Mystery Man. I am here to talk to. I promise to stick by your side." "Thanks…" Reeve whispered. " Now go to sleep," Yuffie ordered as she padded back off to bed. " Thank you Yuffie." Then Reeve turned Caith Sith off and for the first time in months he slept deeply and peacefully and with a slight smile on his eyes. Someone cared.