Disclaimer: I do not own FFIX Square does but the children are mine mostly let's just put it this way all the peeps that you have a clue as to who they are belong to Square but the peeps that make you go who the hell is that? Those are mine so enjoy!!!

Dedication***I dedicate this to Traci she's my friend my Oreo Sis we've been through so much and yet we have never face to face. She has always cheered me when I felt ill mannered as I her I don't know how I ever lived without knowing her as I do now. So Traci if your reading this I want you to know that you're my best friend, forever…..

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Cedar sat alone in the back of the small air cab. She sat with her arms crossed over her chest, hiding her ivory top and black, silk vest. Her tail hung out over the large bench, and her long cutoffs' fringed cuffs brushed against her charcoal black boots at every turn of the cab. Her eyelids were drawn closed to keep the cab driver from making conversation.

She knew the little pudgy, cotton-ball headed man as Chippy. He was always making a move and it annoyed the hell outta her, the fact that he thought that she was interested in a guy that makes his living driving a cab.

As if, she thought, drawing the book she held in her arms closer to her chest. She absently traced her index finger along the worn, leather binding reminiscing on when her mother had given her the book.

It was my eighth birthday, she thought. I'd always liked to watch Mom in her plays, and she thought I would make a great actress, so she gave me her favorite copy of 'I Want to Be Your Canary.'

I must have read it thousands of times. Cedar thought warmly remembering the first time she had played lead in the play.

Mom had been so happy seeing me portray Cornelia…She died three months later. I was twelve.

Cedar opened her eyes, the cab shuddering to a stop in the Business District station. She stood and quickly walked from the cab ignoring Chippy as he hollered something after her. She exited the station and was welcomed by the familiar site of pink cobblestone and the hustle of all Lindblum.

Cedar sighed and submerged herself into the stream of people. She quickly made for the gate just south of the station. When she got through the first gate she spotted Ruben, one of the guards stationed at the gate, and hurried towards him. The only reason she knew his name was because she thought he was cute and she flirted with him almost daily.

"Hey, Ruben," she said stopping to talk to the dark-eyed babe.

"Hello Cedar, going to visit your mother?" He smiled his smooth accent floating from between lips shaped to perfection.

"Yeah, I've gotta read this to her," Cedar smiled, pulling a piece of paper from between the yellowed pages of her book holding it open for Ruben to read.

"In honor of Prince Zion Alexander Tribal's Seventeenth birthday, the noble theater troupe Tantalus will be performing 'Quest for Gaia' a tale of travel, romance, and suffering, based on a true story. Get your tickets at the ticket box," Ruben read the poster aloud. After he finished reading it Cedar stuck it back in her book.

"Can you believe they called us 'noble'?" she grinned at Ruben.

"Yeah that's pretty neat, so when is it?" he asked, smiling back.

"Two weeks, I can't wait I'm gonna be playing lead actress," Cedar said, her grin widening.

"Really? You're going to be Queen Garnet?!" Ruben said, seeming impressed.

"Yup, well I gotta go Mom's waiting," Cedar smiled, walking away down the stairs and under the second

gate that lead to the long passage that would eventually lead her outside to where her mother Ruby rested.

After a half-hour of walking Cedar was finally at the gate. She stepped out into the warm afternoon sunshine and walked across the grassy plain. When she reached the small cherry tree that Ruby was buried under she collapsed against the trunk of the little tree.

"Hey mom," Cedar whispered to the grave.

"I brought something I thought you might like," she said, opening the book removing the notice. She read the notice aloud to the grave and when she was finished she placed it back into the book.

"Isn't that cool mom? We're gonna be performing in Alexandria again," she said, leaning against the tree, closing her eyes.

Cedar sat with her eyes closed, feeling the light breeze in the warm afternoon. She could hear the sounds of children playing wafting from the nearby park that had been established two years after the Mist had lifted and the monsters had diminished to the lower plains.

I used to play in that park when I was little, Cedar thought drifting into a light doze.

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Author's note: yeah my chapter hope that describes stuff and uhh thanks to my two reviewers yeah for reviewing