It's storming again. I like the rain, here in Costa Del Sol, it's warm and
comforting, like... like Sephiroth was. It's been almost a year now since
he died, and I miss him so... but I miss him most when it rains.
*FLASHBACK*
"Cloud! Yo, Cloud!" Zack. Yelling in my ear. At five in the morning.
Typical. "Zack? G'way... m'tired..." I rolled over, stuck my head under the pillow, tried to ignore Zack as he bounced around hyperly... until I caught three magical words: "Sephiroth" and "the beach." And then I was up. You can take that in whatever context you like. Anyway. It took me around fifteen minutes to get ready- packing whatever clothes I'd need, my toothbrush, hairbrush- as much as I loved Sephiroth, I didn't want to have to disentangle four-foot strands of his hair from a hairbrush- shampoo,
conditioner- again, the hair thing, Sephiroth went through a lot of the
stuff, and I needed to wash my hair too- towel, swim trunks and sunscreen.

When I had packed my bag, the room looked like a tornado had gone through
it. At least, that was what Zack said. I was in too good a mood to disagree- wouldn't you be in a good mood if you were going to spend a
weekend with Sephiroth- and he was going to be half naked practically the
entire time? OK, so I ramble a bit. I'm getting to the point.

I'm going to skip the ride to Junon- it wouldn't do you any good to know
that I was thinking things like "I like cheese" and "Sephiroth needs to
wear less more often" the entire time. Uh... eh heh? Moving on...

By the time we got to Junon, it was getting dark. Then commonsense kicked
in. "Hey... Seph, why exactly is it turning dark at noon?" I got my answer
in the form of a large raindrop splashing on my nose. "Er... nevermind."
Sephiroth sighed. "There goes the weekend. Come on, the hotel is this
way."

Plink. Plink. Plink. Plink. I grimaced. "Seph, come over here and help me
with this... jeez, you'd think they'd at least patch the roof. I don't
think we could be any wetter if we were outside... and we certainly
wouldn't be this cold." I shivered a bit and gazed out the window. A
thought occured to me. "Hey... Seph... have you ever played in the rain?"
He paused momentarily, then shook his head no. So we jumped out the
window, and played in mud puddles like a couple of little kids. I still
remember the look on Seph's face when I got him in the nose with a gob of
mud... I don't know whether to laugh or cry now.
*END FLASHBACK*

I'm staring out the window again... then I make a sudden decision, drop
Ultima Weapon on the couch, hop out the window and begin splashing around
in a nearby mud puddle. "Seph, remember when we did this, a long time ago?
I remember, and I miss you." I turn to go inside, when I step into a hole,
fall, and slam my head against the lintel heavily... and now I'm... Dead? And that means... I turn around and there you are... Sephiroth.
~End
Made little to no sense, did it? Well, I wrote it at two AM, so meeh.