Hatred.
How do you stop it, gushing out of your soul? Have you ever felt the invisible hand on your throat, choking you while the fiery burning of your heart condenses itself into something that deprives you from even the basic sense of justice?
Have you ever been impassive? Have you known that you've been wronged - and have fully realized that you are helpless under the clutches of a force you can't control? Ever felt like you are just a puppet bound in the strings of fate - that your struggles and screams are drowned out while someone else watches with a crazed grin?
If you knew nothing but the darkness that occupied the bare room, the silence which swallowed every ounce of your torture... and have experienced your uncontrollable tears transforming into vows that molded your being.... The vows that sparkled inside your mind as a promise for something that you never had?
If you had been plunged into a pit of seemingly endless agony, burning your nerves and numbing the core of your being... could you honestly say... that you would have been different?
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He clenched his teeth, biting down on his lips until blood trickled down his chin. His small body twitched and leaped with a mind of its own. The shackles that bound him to the metal plate dug into his skin, scraping the pale flesh - contrasting with such crude grace.
The only thing he could control was his heart. Hojo would get his screams but he would never get his tears.
He sucked in, rather drank, air - desperately clinging to his last instinct of survival to live - to get through another marked space of time.
"I'll kill you," he whispered. "Ill one day tear you piece by piece, until you get every bit of what you do to me."
He didn't need to shout. To him it was a fact, plain as day, only thing that got him through. His hoarse voice wasn't that of a child's. It was a basic sense of vengeance, rooted deep within human soul, the common voice of those who couldn't see life as a privilege but an ultimate punishment, cursing their fate with all they've got. It was beyond pleading tears and youth - aged as much as the demon that was fed into his cells.
"I'll kill you," the boy choked out, as he spat out the hot blood that clogged his throat. "I will."
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Verdant eyes timidly studied the man only a few feet away from her. He had remained silent, but Aeris had probed enough to know his purpose.
Black Materia.
The orb that gleamed amidst the thick curtain of aura, haunting the eyes which beheld it with a crazed fervor of obsession for power.
Her hands automatically went to her braids, checking to see if the certain sparkling jewel was still intact.
White Materia, identical in every aspect to the Black Materia. To its sheer beauty to its indefinable force - it was exactly as its counterpart.
Yet they were created to defy each other - two indestructible entities that fell apart when together. Every aspects of its force that uncontrollably drew everything around them like a black hole would diminish themselves into absolute annihilation of both.
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He was as flawless as his demented soul was battered, his beautiful physique shadowing the hideous phantom.
One couldn't deny that he was beautiful... the devastating beauty accented itself unnaturally among the transparent chaos of his soul, like a sun in the midst of night.
Her chestnut locks fell as she lowered her head, feeling the weight of the thick silence. In her head echoed his muffled groans, and she could see the screaming of his body - while his lips remained sealed.
She traced her neckline, remembering the last time she spoke her mind - how she was a foot off the ground, his green eyes burning into hers. How he was so different from the boy in the cell, who had taken her hand.
`I'll get you out of here...'
Her gaze remained on his finely chiseled face, too delicate to believe that he could harm a soul - however the lunacy in his glowing orbs betrayed him. Her eyes trailed down to his muscular body, almost as if the concept of power itself was compressed in each and every movement he made.
So artificial...
She sighed.
I don't think I would've been different from you...
Mako eyes snapped open, with Aeris clasping her mouth.
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There was a sickening stillness in the cave. Aeris fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling his eyes burn through her, demanding an explanation.
She wanted to look away from the crazed eyes, the eyes that no longer was his. However, she didn't. She met his glare, looking more menacing due to the fire that reflected off them, calmly,
Isn't every anger based upon fear? The cold chill that runs through your body that resides deep in you... Eating away at you until you become to deny its existence, covering it up with the disguise of fury?
"Why were you so angry when I said I knew you?"
Sephiroth didn't reply.
"I did know you. I didn't meet you in real life but I saw you in my dreams." Aeris swallowed. "I was right about the boy in the cell, wasn't I?
Ignoring the glare, she continued. "And... the tests Hojo gave you... and you were so hurt... and you said that one day you would kill him."
Sephiroth was now looking at her with an expression she didn't understand.
"You probably know how everyone views you as..." Aeris trailed off.
Sephiroth knew. He was the greatest SOLDIER in Shinra history, the most powerful man in the history of mankind. The perfect general, with a six-foot blade, with nothing standing in the way. Wasn't he the very picture of glory... and fear?
"But I think I know the real you."
Aeris closed her eyes.
"I saw you before you were fully tarnished with JENOVA... You were so beautiful in the cell and you still could believe..."
Believe in what?
"That some day someone will come and end it all... the torture you got every day and sleeping alone on the bare marble floor..."
"Didn't you? Didn't you once... didn't you once have a heart..."
That beat not just to sustain life, but to live - believing that the day will come when you'll see the sun?
That you will have someone else by your side when you were lonely, scared, or just needed the warmth the other brought...
"Didn't you once believe in love?"
That it really existed?
A tear slipped down Aeris' cheek.
How she wished that one day she will no longer be alone... with the voices only she could hear and with the very frame of mind only she could understand?
Could she possibly believe too - the very words that were entering her head? Could she someday have the very things she yearned for, with every fiber of her being?
Could she...
Perhaps it was because she shared the same fear once. Perhaps it was because she knew how it was to feel undue tears at still nights, clutching at the fabric to conserve her warmth, being ... terrified... at the notion of being alone forever. Perhaps it was because she somehow knew that she was indeed alone, and the bare concept haunted her even when she was held in someone else's arms. Perhaps... it was because she was, too, afraid of letting others know of her past - that she was different.
Or perhaps... a force that nimbly controlled people's lives, the mysterious guide which paved the way for salvation or desolation, have planned this carefully - weighing every little stone in the silver scale it held, adjusting the silk strings until something enchanting clicked, marking the plain of time with an emerald dot, plotting this moment to happen - for the beginning of something extraordinary.
She reached out and touched his cheeks.
Do you ever dream that such things are possible? That one day you'll find the one person who you were born to be with?
Sephiroth slowly arose.
He could have whipped her hands off him and reacted the same way he did before. He could have retreated further back into his shell, disregarding the pounding of his heart. He could have stayed impassive - he could have denied the undying... need... that everyone has.
But he didn't.
He looked at the girl in front of him, looking unlike anyone he has ever seen... her fingers gently caressing his cheeks, with tears in her eyes.
The girl who could say that she wouldn't have been different - as much as he hated those words.
There is a certain point where a glacier would melt - it would stay frigid until it reaches a certain temperature.
Although a glacier would stay frozen above zero degrees, it would finally give in eventually.
Was there a point in life where one was tempted to give such an abstract concept a try?
The night was so still, with the crackling noise the fire made being the only audible sound.
The two figures in the darkness, illuminated by the golden light of fire, stared into each other's eyes.
No matter how illogical it was, no matter how forbidden - the young baby with an invincible arrow in his hands is blind.
A gloved hand slowly came up to her cheeks, and traced her features.
`...Instead his eyes sparkled and she saw something in his eyes that made her breathless; a look of hope, long buried under the excruciating torture with endless hours, under the utter despair that was his life - suddenly emerging once again, like the sun from the eternal oblivion...'
Aeris' eyes sparkled with the same tears she shed in her dreams. She repeated the words that she once said before - now with all her heart, daring the fate to cross her path.
"I'll get you out of here..."
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Author's Notes:
I'm sorry but it seems to me that I was born to be a sap writer.
Anyways... ^^
It's really hard to make an AeriSeph romance (in my opinion) because Seph is so,, cold. In order to make him not "sound like a wimp", I have to take it slow. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I really worked on it, as you could probably tell. Don't you think the quality is better than the former chapters? ^^ mebbe not?
Anyways, I'm sorry if I made Seph kinda OCC... as I said, I'm trying... arg. If anyone has any opinions, please leave a review. I'm kinda stuck...
Oh, and if anyone's confused... Aeris is probably three years younger than Seph. She is just seeing Seph in her dreams.
And... are there any questions? Um... confusing parts might be... the "perhaps" part is describing fate, the baby that's blind is supposed to be cupid thereby love, the black and white materia thingie is supposed to describe Seph and Aeris.
Um... yea... I really did try to make this chapter better than the other ones, because I was inspired by one certain writer who wrote "coming back to me" or something like that... Yeah. She said it needed a rewrite... and I was like `what!!!'
Sorry the AN's so long... ^^ Thankees everyone reviewing and leave a review!!
PS.
Hey guys, AerSeph4eva is writing an AeriSeph too. She's updating on a Sunday too, so mebbe you could check it out? ^^ We're gonna be updating usually on same days.
And... theKoreanguy is gonna be writing a fic called `Interwined' that is an Ifalna and Gast fic. He will be using the name Gregory... so... just letting you know.
How do you stop it, gushing out of your soul? Have you ever felt the invisible hand on your throat, choking you while the fiery burning of your heart condenses itself into something that deprives you from even the basic sense of justice?
Have you ever been impassive? Have you known that you've been wronged - and have fully realized that you are helpless under the clutches of a force you can't control? Ever felt like you are just a puppet bound in the strings of fate - that your struggles and screams are drowned out while someone else watches with a crazed grin?
If you knew nothing but the darkness that occupied the bare room, the silence which swallowed every ounce of your torture... and have experienced your uncontrollable tears transforming into vows that molded your being.... The vows that sparkled inside your mind as a promise for something that you never had?
If you had been plunged into a pit of seemingly endless agony, burning your nerves and numbing the core of your being... could you honestly say... that you would have been different?
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He clenched his teeth, biting down on his lips until blood trickled down his chin. His small body twitched and leaped with a mind of its own. The shackles that bound him to the metal plate dug into his skin, scraping the pale flesh - contrasting with such crude grace.
The only thing he could control was his heart. Hojo would get his screams but he would never get his tears.
He sucked in, rather drank, air - desperately clinging to his last instinct of survival to live - to get through another marked space of time.
"I'll kill you," he whispered. "Ill one day tear you piece by piece, until you get every bit of what you do to me."
He didn't need to shout. To him it was a fact, plain as day, only thing that got him through. His hoarse voice wasn't that of a child's. It was a basic sense of vengeance, rooted deep within human soul, the common voice of those who couldn't see life as a privilege but an ultimate punishment, cursing their fate with all they've got. It was beyond pleading tears and youth - aged as much as the demon that was fed into his cells.
"I'll kill you," the boy choked out, as he spat out the hot blood that clogged his throat. "I will."
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Verdant eyes timidly studied the man only a few feet away from her. He had remained silent, but Aeris had probed enough to know his purpose.
Black Materia.
The orb that gleamed amidst the thick curtain of aura, haunting the eyes which beheld it with a crazed fervor of obsession for power.
Her hands automatically went to her braids, checking to see if the certain sparkling jewel was still intact.
White Materia, identical in every aspect to the Black Materia. To its sheer beauty to its indefinable force - it was exactly as its counterpart.
Yet they were created to defy each other - two indestructible entities that fell apart when together. Every aspects of its force that uncontrollably drew everything around them like a black hole would diminish themselves into absolute annihilation of both.
~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~ - ~
He was as flawless as his demented soul was battered, his beautiful physique shadowing the hideous phantom.
One couldn't deny that he was beautiful... the devastating beauty accented itself unnaturally among the transparent chaos of his soul, like a sun in the midst of night.
Her chestnut locks fell as she lowered her head, feeling the weight of the thick silence. In her head echoed his muffled groans, and she could see the screaming of his body - while his lips remained sealed.
She traced her neckline, remembering the last time she spoke her mind - how she was a foot off the ground, his green eyes burning into hers. How he was so different from the boy in the cell, who had taken her hand.
`I'll get you out of here...'
Her gaze remained on his finely chiseled face, too delicate to believe that he could harm a soul - however the lunacy in his glowing orbs betrayed him. Her eyes trailed down to his muscular body, almost as if the concept of power itself was compressed in each and every movement he made.
So artificial...
She sighed.
I don't think I would've been different from you...
Mako eyes snapped open, with Aeris clasping her mouth.
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There was a sickening stillness in the cave. Aeris fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling his eyes burn through her, demanding an explanation.
She wanted to look away from the crazed eyes, the eyes that no longer was his. However, she didn't. She met his glare, looking more menacing due to the fire that reflected off them, calmly,
Isn't every anger based upon fear? The cold chill that runs through your body that resides deep in you... Eating away at you until you become to deny its existence, covering it up with the disguise of fury?
"Why were you so angry when I said I knew you?"
Sephiroth didn't reply.
"I did know you. I didn't meet you in real life but I saw you in my dreams." Aeris swallowed. "I was right about the boy in the cell, wasn't I?
Ignoring the glare, she continued. "And... the tests Hojo gave you... and you were so hurt... and you said that one day you would kill him."
Sephiroth was now looking at her with an expression she didn't understand.
"You probably know how everyone views you as..." Aeris trailed off.
Sephiroth knew. He was the greatest SOLDIER in Shinra history, the most powerful man in the history of mankind. The perfect general, with a six-foot blade, with nothing standing in the way. Wasn't he the very picture of glory... and fear?
"But I think I know the real you."
Aeris closed her eyes.
"I saw you before you were fully tarnished with JENOVA... You were so beautiful in the cell and you still could believe..."
Believe in what?
"That some day someone will come and end it all... the torture you got every day and sleeping alone on the bare marble floor..."
"Didn't you? Didn't you once... didn't you once have a heart..."
That beat not just to sustain life, but to live - believing that the day will come when you'll see the sun?
That you will have someone else by your side when you were lonely, scared, or just needed the warmth the other brought...
"Didn't you once believe in love?"
That it really existed?
A tear slipped down Aeris' cheek.
How she wished that one day she will no longer be alone... with the voices only she could hear and with the very frame of mind only she could understand?
Could she possibly believe too - the very words that were entering her head? Could she someday have the very things she yearned for, with every fiber of her being?
Could she...
Perhaps it was because she shared the same fear once. Perhaps it was because she knew how it was to feel undue tears at still nights, clutching at the fabric to conserve her warmth, being ... terrified... at the notion of being alone forever. Perhaps it was because she somehow knew that she was indeed alone, and the bare concept haunted her even when she was held in someone else's arms. Perhaps... it was because she was, too, afraid of letting others know of her past - that she was different.
Or perhaps... a force that nimbly controlled people's lives, the mysterious guide which paved the way for salvation or desolation, have planned this carefully - weighing every little stone in the silver scale it held, adjusting the silk strings until something enchanting clicked, marking the plain of time with an emerald dot, plotting this moment to happen - for the beginning of something extraordinary.
She reached out and touched his cheeks.
Do you ever dream that such things are possible? That one day you'll find the one person who you were born to be with?
Sephiroth slowly arose.
He could have whipped her hands off him and reacted the same way he did before. He could have retreated further back into his shell, disregarding the pounding of his heart. He could have stayed impassive - he could have denied the undying... need... that everyone has.
But he didn't.
He looked at the girl in front of him, looking unlike anyone he has ever seen... her fingers gently caressing his cheeks, with tears in her eyes.
The girl who could say that she wouldn't have been different - as much as he hated those words.
There is a certain point where a glacier would melt - it would stay frigid until it reaches a certain temperature.
Although a glacier would stay frozen above zero degrees, it would finally give in eventually.
Was there a point in life where one was tempted to give such an abstract concept a try?
The night was so still, with the crackling noise the fire made being the only audible sound.
The two figures in the darkness, illuminated by the golden light of fire, stared into each other's eyes.
No matter how illogical it was, no matter how forbidden - the young baby with an invincible arrow in his hands is blind.
A gloved hand slowly came up to her cheeks, and traced her features.
`...Instead his eyes sparkled and she saw something in his eyes that made her breathless; a look of hope, long buried under the excruciating torture with endless hours, under the utter despair that was his life - suddenly emerging once again, like the sun from the eternal oblivion...'
Aeris' eyes sparkled with the same tears she shed in her dreams. She repeated the words that she once said before - now with all her heart, daring the fate to cross her path.
"I'll get you out of here..."
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Author's Notes:
I'm sorry but it seems to me that I was born to be a sap writer.
Anyways... ^^
It's really hard to make an AeriSeph romance (in my opinion) because Seph is so,, cold. In order to make him not "sound like a wimp", I have to take it slow. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I really worked on it, as you could probably tell. Don't you think the quality is better than the former chapters? ^^ mebbe not?
Anyways, I'm sorry if I made Seph kinda OCC... as I said, I'm trying... arg. If anyone has any opinions, please leave a review. I'm kinda stuck...
Oh, and if anyone's confused... Aeris is probably three years younger than Seph. She is just seeing Seph in her dreams.
And... are there any questions? Um... confusing parts might be... the "perhaps" part is describing fate, the baby that's blind is supposed to be cupid thereby love, the black and white materia thingie is supposed to describe Seph and Aeris.
Um... yea... I really did try to make this chapter better than the other ones, because I was inspired by one certain writer who wrote "coming back to me" or something like that... Yeah. She said it needed a rewrite... and I was like `what!!!'
Sorry the AN's so long... ^^ Thankees everyone reviewing and leave a review!!
PS.
Hey guys, AerSeph4eva is writing an AeriSeph too. She's updating on a Sunday too, so mebbe you could check it out? ^^ We're gonna be updating usually on same days.
And... theKoreanguy is gonna be writing a fic called `Interwined' that is an Ifalna and Gast fic. He will be using the name Gregory... so... just letting you know.