Disclaimer; Sephiroth is not mine, he belongs to the evil Squaresoft lawyers- but the Sephiroth plushie is! This fanfiction is dedicated to Rueh! OC's are mine though! So if you wanna use em... (god knows why!) Ya gotta ask me first! On with the ficcie!
I thought love was more or less a given thing,
Seems the more I gave the less I got.
What's the use in tryin'?
All you get is pain.
When I needed sunshine I got rain.
-Monkees, I'm A Believer
Sephiroth was ready to draw his sword, but with ungodly speed Keith knocked the sword out of the way. He stepped backwards and caught it. Sephiroth saw a girl frozen in place, looking upwards at Sephiroth with an unmistakable rage. She shouted something in a foreign language, and Keith calmly answered her back. The girl cast one last glance at Sephiroth, quickly stole back her sword from Keith and headed back into line.
Keith acted as if nothing happened, and walked to the back of the room. Sephiroth glanced at Keith questionably, and as if Keith read his mind, he answered:
"It is the code of honor and eligibility. That girl has to attack anyone that enters this door, and see if they can join our team. But if a teacher comes in with a student, the student is usually under aged." Keith shrugged "She is has quite the temper. She can rival the teacher, so she is the assistant."
He said it quick and simple. No scientific exaggeration crap. He was REALLY going to like this guy.
"What if the person doesn't have… Well… Eligibility?" Sephiroth asked, slightly unnerved at the response.
"Let us just say that the person will be in serious pain and will have a fat bill for the hospital." Keith replied, looking slightly grave, but amused at Sephiroth's innocent question.
Sephiroth winced. He didn't want to be in that position ever. He could imagine all the blood…
Ughn, blood, he has been thinking a lot of the hated substance these days. He didn't want to see blood again. Ever. It reminded him of things he tried to push away. Like Professor Ghast's death. Ever since then, Hojo made his life a living, breathing hell.
But after Sephiroth stepped into the training room, his life was changed forever from that point on.
Sephiroth trained long and hard, and was unusually concentrated. He my have only wanted his food, or wanted respect. But this hard training, also with his Jenova cells and his infused mako, he was impossible to defeat. He always had his Masmune on his side, always uneasily looking both ways before even crossing the trainees' corridor. Life was quite normal, actually.
And then he met the girl.
She was quite plain, like an average girl off the street, but she had this aggressive air about her that made her seem ruthless and chilling. She had a thin face with high cheekbones Her eyes were quite large for her face- they were a dull black, but green flecks were in them if you looked closely, making them look different. He never saw her smile. She was short, a height of 5'2. She had slightly masculine arms, and long piano fingers. Her hair was in a tight bun ponytail and was dark brown.
She first spoke to him while telling him his flaws in his sword practice the fourth week he joined them.
"Look, you have to move the sword in the fluid motion, not choppy ones. They have to be graceful, so you can be at your next move in second. It also helps you conserve energy."
She picked up two katanas and attacked Sephiroth in a fluid motion, like she was water. Sephiroth blocked and pushed her back with his sword. She charged toward him, and he sidestepped her and tried to hit her on the back of the head with the hilt, she let go of her katana and grabbed the Masmune and took it.
And then she abruptly dropped it.
"Itai! Shitsurei shimashita ga demo, are o donoyo kotogadekiru kikun hadamihanasazu?"
Sephiroth looked at her first in surprise, and then peered at her oddly as she spurted out words in a foreign language.
"Jaa? Heihou henji!"
"I do not understand you." Sephiroth relied testily.
"Eh? I was… Oh...sorry…" She chuckled sheepishly, but did not smile. "I speak in my native language when I'm surprised, which is not a lot. You should be honored."
She did a mock bow and passed Sephiroth, picked up her katanas, and left the room so quickly it was like she was never there. Sephiroth turned around, but missed her. He vowed that he would find her and ask her who she was.
Once he actually sneaked by the infamous Keith O Mccollins.
"Hey, didn't I say NOT to try to skip training?"
Keith's one good eye glared at him very evilly.
"I wasn't trying to—
"Oh no you don't, boy. That will be FIVE miles this time Sephiroth."
"But-
"NO ifs, ands, nor buts. Now hop to it boy!"
"Keith-
"HOP TO IT!"
Sephiroth sighed meekly and put his boots on, and "hopped to it" as Keith would say. After five endless miles of mud, grass, trips, and blindly slamming into trees and rocks, He finally came back to the beginning, dragged himself to his room and collapsed onto his bed.
And only God knew what tortures lay ahead for him. The petty five mile run would be nothing compared to it.
Heyy everyone! How is ya! Whaddaya think? Well? Good? Bad? Sucks like god knows what? Tell me you, tell me all! Bwuahahahah....
Alright, I'm over the suger rush. Writing at ten with a sugar and caffine rush is NO good.
"Itai! Shitsurei shimashita ga demo, are o donoyo kotogadekiru kikun hadamihanasazu?" It literaily means
"Ouch! Im sorry to be rude, but, you, how do this carry?" but in ENGLISH it is:
"Ouch! Im sorry to be rude, but how do you carry this?
I think... Im not to keen at japanese. If anyone can tell me my errors please do!
"Jaa? Heihou henji!"
"Well? Me Answer!" LITERALY! ENGLISH says "Well! Answer me!"
Well.. yea.
Ciao! Leliel
