MWHAHAHA! I AM A CLOUD/AERIS BELIEVER! W0000t! You'll see a nice amount of it in this story!

Cloud held his breath as he sat idly on the Coliseum steps. The sandy-granet steps glittered against the sun and the clouds were aloft in the sky.

A lone bird swept across the sun. Its light feathers wear spread out as the wind caressed and carried it. Its bead-like eyes stared of into the distance, the reflection showing the stern façade of the ex-soldier that watched him.

The heavy-hearted warrior wore his emotionless mask truthfully, trusty buster sword at his side. He hefted it and rested it on his calf, the dull edge resting on his pants. 'Who was she. Shimatte, she called me her onii-sama. I have no family. I just had Tifa, Barret....' His head looked up sharply, a scowl on his face. 'They weren't even my family! Demo...WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I'VE KNOWN HER ALL MY LIFE!?' With that he slammed the sword into the ground. Dust a debris filtered through the air and clouded his vision. After awhile it cleared and he examined the crack in the ground. It forked like a vein and he sighed exasperatedly.

He ran a hand through his disheveled blonde spikes and shifted the collar of his cape. The sun still beat upon his back, and a shiver went up his spine. He could still feel her arms encircling his waist. Her melodic laughter reverberated and rang throughout his head. The way her lengthy brown locks splayed out over his shoulder as they watched the fireworks at the Golden Saucer. But then her emerald eyes went bloodshot and her mouth sputtered out blood. Its crimson substance covered his hands and he looked on in stricken horror. Those eyes...and the fire...."SEPHIROTH!!!", Cloud cried out in anguish and anger, his eyes ablaze.

The half-goat-half-man stopped in his tracks as he came down the steps and froze. "Whoa there spiky boy!" He huffed and stepped away from the flustered ex-soldier. The clicking of his hoofs were muffled on the soft ground.

Cloud shot him the 'death glare' and sat back down to contemplate his thoughts further. With his hands resting upon the hilt of his sword he closed his eyes and let the sounds of the Olympian Coliseum him pull away from his past. But then something came to him.

"'Nii-sama!"

Startled by the voice, he glimpsed around furtively but saw nothing. Shrugging, he looked down at the ground again and was thrown off by the small face leering at him.

It was a small girl with cat-like eyes and porcelain face. She fidgeted around and hugged at his leg affectionately. "I mished yooooooooou!" Her voice was like the wind. It came clearly and sharply but then faded like a memory.

Not gaining any sanity in the situation at all, he bent down to eyelevel with her and asked, "Why do you call me your big brother little one? I'm not him, ne?"

She giggled and fluttered her eyes. "You're so funnah. Look into their eyes and see what you forgot! The darkness of the mirror has clouded your heart brother. You believed what you saw in the mirror when you first saw it. The world where you were a solider of men. And the woman that you loved died. Remember..." She backed away, hands clasped behind her back.

He breathed in sharply and reached out for her. "Chotto matte! Onegai, come back!" He called out for her but she was gone with out a trace. She lingered in his mind and he saw the girl that had ran up to him when he found Sora. Blinking a few times to recur from his thoughts, he got up and his one wing stretched out against the sky. Its blood-red transparent skin let the light filter trough and his cape waved in the wind, billowing it slightly. 'I've got to go back. I need to know what's going on.'

A dark presence bestowed upon the doors to the Coliseum. Maleficent stood in the shadows, knobbed appendage in hand. She narrowed her ghastly fishlike eyes and hissed under her breath. She licked her slimy lavender lips.

"Hey old hag I told you this is my turf."

She whipped her head around, eyes pulsing as they glowed scarlet. She glared him down; "It is good fortune Lord of the underworld that you found this boy. He might lead me to a Princess we did not know of."

Hades cowered a little then straightened up and dusted his raven black toga. "Fine...but stay away." He sneered, his flame hair flickering red. 'Old goon scares me sometimes...' He slicked back the fire, trying to looked composed. After he glided out of her view and further into the dark abyss he blew on his hand and winced at the pain.

(It was short but o_0 Oh well! This is just a lil' thing with Cloud and shiaaaaaaat. So enjoy and I'll have the rest later. Ja matte!)