This takes place in Kingdom Hearts land, so Cloud and Aerith are alive, Aerith's name is Aerith, and they are friends with Leon and the gang.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and the nurse. And the kid. :)

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"Cloud," a calm girl asked. She was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of tea. Cloud, who was walking out the door, turned around to look at her, obviously annoyed.

"What, Aerith?" Aerith opened her mouth, then closed it. She thought for a moment.

"Nevermind." He sighed and gave her a look.

"You've got my attention. What is it?"

"Just nevermind." He sighed again.

"I don't have time for this," he said angrily. "What is it?"

"I'll talk to you later," she said standing up. He strode over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Talk to me. I've got things to do."

"Then go do them, Goddamnit!" She spun around and stromed into the kitchen.

Cloud was taken aback by her sudden outburst. It wasn't like her at all. He walked slowly into the kitchen. She was washing her cup. When she heard that he was there, she whipped around, a knife in hand.

"I thought you had things to do," she spat, mocking him.

"I- I do."

"Then why aren't you off doing them?"

"Uhm..."

"Exactly." She went back to washing dishes. Cloud blinked and left, completely bewildered.

tuh'd seht ran, cra'c bnakhyhd.

When Cloud returned, he was sufficiently dirtier, scruffier, and bloodier than he was before. Aerith leapt up from her place on the couch, crying, "Cloud!" She ran over to him and helped him swagger over to the couch. Then, she fled to the kitchen, quickly grabbing a towel and wetting it with warm water. She came back into the main area and wiped the cut on his face gently. He pulled away at first, but she brought his face back gently with her free hand.

"Sephiroth?" she asked, now working at the bruise on his upper arm.

He grunted. "Ah!" he cried all of a sudden.

"Sorry," she said softly. She looked up at him, her face twisted with concern. Eyes locked. He wrapped his arm around her and she accepted it. He leaned down and kissed her softly. When she pulled away, she put her head on his shoulder.

"What were you going to tell me this morning?"

"Oh. Uhm." She stood and walked, stopping right in front of a wall.

"Aerith..." His voice was soft. She turned around and took a deep breath.

"I think..." she started. Breathe, she thought. "I think I'm pregnant."

"What!" He stood up, looking almost furious. She backed up against the wall. "How?"

"Well, I don't know." She looked petrified. She knew Cloud was strong. She knew he had a short temper. She was terrified.

"What do you mean, I don't know! There must be some reason you think this!"

"I've been craving chocolate, pancakes, celery, every random food. And I'm four weeks late. That's not normal."

"Well, I can't be a father!"

"You think I'm ready for this either?" she cried. "We'll get through it."

"Wait," he said. "You're keeping it?"

"Of course I am!" She laughed. "I could never kill a child."

"You listen to me, there is no way you are keeping it." She drew the line there.

"No, you listen to me," she screamed. "One, they aren't an it! This is a life, we're talking about! Two, I am keeping this Goddamn child whether you like it or not."

"I don't like it, matter of fact!"

"Well, then," she said, her voice getting much quieter. "No one said you had to be part of their life."

Cloud watched the woman he loved, tears now streaming down her face, walk out the door, leaving him alone in all his misery.

e lyhhud pameaja oui!

Two weeks later, Cloud ate his dinner alone. The door began to jangle. He stood up, confused. He walked into the main area as the door opened.

"Aerith..." he said softly.

"I'm not here for you," she said coldly. "I left my stuff behind." She began to walk up the stairs.

"I'm sorry." She stopped. Tears filled her eyes. She wanted to give in. So badly. She was a forgiving person by nature. But not this time. She couldn't this time. There was another life on the line.

"It's not good enough this time." She continued her path to her bedroom. She let the tears fall when she entered their bedroom. She pulled out an old suitcase from the closet, quickly packing everything she had there. All her clothes, her jewelry, her photographs. She looked sadly at a picture of she and Cloud, before stuffing it in a bag she grabbed. She almost threw out the stuffed moogle he once gave her, but something inside stopped her. She loved the damn moogle. She put it gently on top of her bag. She gave the room a once over.

Nothing left, she thought, almost sadly. I guess this is goodbye.

"Goodbye," she whispered. She turned around to leave and gasped loudly. Cloud was standing in the doorway, leaning to the side. "Don't do that." He smiled at her weakly.

"Sorry." His eyes were sad.

"Please move."

"At least let me carry your bags downstairs." She sighed and downcast her eyes. She didn't want him to see the tears once again forming. She gave a curt nod. He took her bags, and down they went. At the door, he put down her bags and looked at her. She gave a unsteady sigh, pursed her lips, and looked at him. He looked so sad. It broke her heart. He pulled her into an embrace. He held her close. Aerith would never tell, but she didn't want him to ever let her go.

"Please," he murmured. "Don't go. We don't need a baby. We can be happy."

"No," she said, pulling away. "I won't give it up." She opened the door and walked out.

She was gone.

e haat oui rana.

Hospitals. Aerith hated them. But she had to be here. Just tonight. But she was alone. Yuffie said she'd come, along with Leon, but who knows. Leon could show, but Yuffie had a horrible memory.

"How are you doing?" asked the kind nurse.

"In pain," she replied, throatily.

"Help her out," said a deep voice suddenly. Aerith turned toward the door.

"Leon!" she cried, swallowing heavily. True, he was standing there. Yuffie grinned behind him. "Yu.. you came." She laughed.

"Of course I did! You think I'd forget about something this important?"

"Most likely," Leon drawled. The ninja smacked him. He smirked and searched his pockets. He found what he was looking for and threw it to Aerith. She caught it. It was her little moogle. That little stuffed moogle.

"Awww. Thanks, Leon."

"I figured you might want it." Leon smirked again.

"Squally's such a softie," Yuffie cooed.

"It's Leon." Yuffie just laughed. Then Aerith screamed. A nurse came running in.

"What the hell?" she screamed.

"You're going into labor, doll," the nurse said kindly.

She screamed in responce. Yuffie clung to Leon, half scared, half fascinated.

"Breathe! Breathe and push."

Aerith breathed.

Aerith pushed.

Aerith was in intense pain.

"Come on, darling. I can see the head." Aerith screamed and pushed, clinging to that dumb moogle.

Then a man came into the room; Yuffie spun around and saw him there.

"Cloud!" He looked at Aerith with a horrified fear in his eyes. Leon gave him a little push, and he went and kneeled by her. She looked at him, her eyes glazed over, and smiled at him. Well, the best of a smile she could give while being in excruciating pain. His lips curled up slightly, and he took her hand. She squeezed it. Hard.

"Almost there. Come on, just one more good push!" Aerith pushed and a wail filled the air. But it wasn't hers. The nurse stood up, holding a newborn in her arms. The child was covered in guck, blood and other revolting things. "Congratulations," she said and went to clean it off. Yuffie came closer and smiled at the tired young woman.

"You're a mom," was all she said.

"I'm a mom," Aerith repeated softly and burst into tears. Cloud sat on the bed and pulled her into his arms. She sobbed against him, and he held her close. "You're here," she mumbled into him.

"I came," he said, smiling. "I changed my mind. I want the kid." She laughed. He kissed her cheek softly and stroked her hair. Yuffie and Leon smirked at each other.

"We've got the loving mother, a healer, a peacemaker. Then for the father we've got a fight-seeking, emo kid out for revenge." The ninja shook her head. "This is going to be one weird kid."

"Oh, Yuffie." Leon laughed.

The nurse came back with the clean baby in her arms. She handed it to the proud mother. She looked expectantly at her.

"It's a boy." Aerith smiled brightly. Cloud, for once, did too, none of the half-smirking business that he usually did.

"A name...?" Aerith whispered, eyes beginning to droop.

"Kasai," Cloud said softly.

"Fire?" Yuffie asked him, snickering.

"I like it," the mother said gently. "Hello, little Kasai." They laughed and together, they felt like a family.

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Yay, children. If the birth part was absolutely horrible, it's because I've never given birth or seen someone give birth. Next chapter is my friend. (We switch. Every other chapter. In case you didn't notice. Hehe)

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