Fallen Flight
Can't Have Him
Well I hope you'll like this chapter. I've been spitting flames trying to think stuff for the mid part' see I got the ending all figured out. It's just the mid section of it all that gots me befuddled. Well enjoy :p
"Ya know personally I don't give a fucking shit who your fucking mother was, and I really don't fucking wanna know either. And besides she wasn't even your brother's real fucking mother. His mother was a fucking pure blood, unlike you, fucking half-breed" mocked Cory. Finnaverre stood up, tears in her eyes, and glared full of hatred at Cory.
"Why do you hate humans so much? If there were none what would you feed on? And why do you hate me? We were always such good friends when we were little. Why can't it be like that now? Well?" Tears poured down Finnaverre's cheeks.
"Finn times have changed. Get fucking used to it." With that Cory left, but not before striking Finnaverre to the ground. Sephiroth turned his back and leaned on the door.
I feel so bizarre... What am I feeling?... Is this pity?... Or... Something more?...
Sephiroth walked to his bed, and took off his boots and laid them down beside his jacket. He looked to the door crossly and sighed, running his hand though his hair.
"I don't understand this... Why am I acting this way? I am a god I should not be feeling this...Sigh..." With that Sephiroth laid down his head to sleep.
Knock, knock. The sleeping god stirred. Knock, knock. He sat up annoyed with the constant knocking.
"What?" Sephiroth got up out of his temporary bed and walked to the door. Finnaverre was standing there, eyes still red from crying, with her hair covering part of her face as if she was trying to hide something.
"Ummm...I-I need to get something... sniff... may I come in?" Sephiroth looked at her curiously.
Why is she so timid suddenly? I don't understand...
Sephiroth stepped aside as Finnaverre walked shyly walked into her room, head hung low.
"Is something wrong?" What are you doing Sephiroth? Of course something's wrong! And since when did you start caring about other people's problems? What the hell is wrong with you? And why was I thinking in the third person? Finnaverre turned and looked at him.
"N-no..." She forced a false smile and turned towards the cupboard near the bed. Sephiroth closed the door and followed her, studying her. She opened up the cupboard and reached in pulling out a tattered black cloak, folded as it was concealing something and placed it on the bed.
"Are you sure nothings wrong?" He placed his hands on her shoulders, sending chills through out Finnaverre's body. She turned to face him, tears running down her face.
Is this really the same woman? Or is this an act? No. I can feel her sorrow... What do I do? I feel I should do something... Why?... He looked at her with sympathy in his eyes. They both stood there, starring into each others souls, almost hypnotized. Then Finnaverre embraced him and cried softly into his chest. Sephiroth gasped, frozen, not knowing what to do. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, comforting her. He stroked her hair, whispering to her, calming her. She looked up at him, almost searching for something. Sephiroth looked at her, dazzled, bringing his lips to hers. He gently laid her down on the bed, softly kissing her throat. Finnaverre gasped. Then Sephiroth laid down pulling Finnaverre on top of him and laid in each others arms for what seemed to be an eternity until they both fell into a deep peaceful sleep.
Finn awoke to the sound of light breathing beneath her. She lifted her head, catching the sight of Sephiroth's beautiful sleeping face. He stirred, drawing her body closer to his.
I really should get up... It's almost time...
Finnaverre slowly and carefully got up, trying ever so hard not to wake the sleeping god. She looked down on his body. His skin looked so pale; it almost seemed to glow in the lighting.
No. You can't have him. He looks to much like Him, it wouldn't be right...
She picked up her jacket and walked to her door, taking one final look at Sephiroth before stepping out of her room and closing the door behind her.
The sounds of gunshots and explosions rang through Cloud's ears as he ran for cover with Cid and Yuffie by his side. A land mine went off, sending them into the rubble of sector six.
"Ah god-damn it! Don't these Shin-Ra shit heads ever give up?" Cid threw a dynamite stick over the pile of rubble they were taking refuge behind.
"If those bums wanna fight, I'll give 'em a fight!" Yuffie grabbed a few small kunai knives and leaped into the air. "Eat this!" A whirl of kunai knives and shurikens flew through the air hitting there targets dead on.
"Heh, no man can withstand the might of the Great Ninja Yuffie!"
"Wait! Where's Tifa! She was right behind us!" Cloud stood up franticly about for her. Cid looked over the rubble.
"Uh... I dunno where Tifa is, but we better get our asses outta here, they've brought out the big guns!" Cid lit a cigarette, picked up his spear and motioned the others to follow.
Well I hope you all enjoyed that, my brain nearly blew up cause I kept getting writers block. Well r&r dudes and dudettes.