Yazoo...

I looked at the young girl beside me, Tifa's bar was slow this time of night. The children in bed, Cloud even decided to make an entrance from running deliveries. Sierra, smiled, taking a bite of her pasta. "So, other than reading books. What is it you enjoy doing?"

"I like to cook, I helped Grace with the cleaning while she was at work. I love to watch old plays at the theater, Loveless is a favorite of mine."

"Loveless, that is old." She placed her fork on the table. "You like to cook? Are you any good at it?"

"Leonard handed kitchen duty to me once my brother's and I moved in with him. A few years back so I think it's safe to say that I'm decent with my way around the kitchen."

"Nice, I know my way around cleaning, cook, dude, I burn water."

I smiled. "Perhaps you just need to learn to not burn water." She blushed, looking down at the table. "Something wrong?"

I looked at her. "Dude, I'm eighteen years old and I can't even fry an egg."

"You said you could clean didn't you, that's something that someone who is lucky to have you wouldn't have to stress over, don't feel bad; when we moved in with Leonard, he couldn't cook either, and eight years later we worry he will burn the house down when he makes something in the microwave. Don't feel too bad."

She laughed. "I bet Grace has her hands full."

"He may not know anything but how to commit an innocent act of arson, Leonard does keep us and Kourtney in line. The two of them work together, they draw off each other's weakness's. I suppose I hope that one day I can find my Graceona, be a power couple with a family of my own. Seems like a nice idea, mostly."

"Mostly?"

"Then I come to realize that, who would want to marry a reminder of Sephiroth. It hits like a slap in the face every time." I looked at the table.

She placed her hands on mine. "No one worries about you three anymore, well not everyone." She laughed. "My dad tells me he hopes he doesn't have to fight you again, on land or in the air."

I sighed, not looking at her. "Yea, about that whole thing."

"No worries, I think it's funny, my dad getting sent back to earth. He can be a bit cocky sometimes, I'm kinda wanting to learn to shoot something like a helicopter stick, while on a motorcycle, and not causing harm to the people in a small space. That is interesting, honestly."

I sighed, as she bent down, looking at me. "Come on, tough guy. Don't get all shy now."

I looked at her as she sat back up. "So, we looked at Materia, looked at hair bows, ate here. You up for some ice cream? To finish off the date?"

"What time is it?"

She looked at the clock. "Almost ten."

"Whatever you want to do."

She looked at me. "You don't want the date to end?"

"Not really, I've been enjoying myself."

"I'm glad, we can do this again tomorrow night, maybe I can think of other fun things for us too do."

"Alright. Sounds good." I smiled. She stood up, dusting herself off. "Do you like flowers?"

"I love flowers."

"Have you been to this old church, in Midgar? It's got beautiful flowers there."

She looked at me. "No, I've not seen it."

"You want to go there, and end the date? You could get you some flowers, you know, to sit them in your room."

She looked at me. "Alright, let's go."

"Would Reno care?"

"Dude, I don't live with my dad."

I stood up as the two of us walked from the bar.

The ride through the wastelands silent, save for the roar of the engine of the motorcycle. Upon arriving to the ghost town that was Midgar, we arrived to the tall church. I stopped in front of it as Sierra looked at it. "It's beautiful."

The two of us walked into the church, I walked over to the lanterns that I had placed here, several visits prior, lighting them up. Sierra walked over to the flowers, the former flowers that once lived here were destroyed by Kadaj. In their place was a bed of roses, that I had planted and seen after during this past month. "Does someone live here?" I saw as she looked at my sleeping bag and gun boxes.

"No, I stayed here often last month."

I lay down on the floor looking at the dark, skies, the stars peaked through the torn roof. Sierra, lay beside me. "It's wonderful here, so comforting. I could stay here forever, I think."

The two of us silent, the breeze blowing. This was way better than reading, once I only dreamed of being here with someone. Now that the moment was here I was finding it harder to leave. I felt as she held my hand, I looked at her. "We can stay here as long as you want, there's no rush."

I smiled, looking at her, sitting up, getting something from one of the two pockets on the shirt. "Here, this is for you."

She sat up looking at the hair bow from earlier, she looked at me. "How did you get this?"

"I told the woman that I would work for her to pay it off. Don't you want it?"

She looked at me with a smile. "I would love to have it, thank you." She turned around as I put it in her hair.

She looked at me. "I love it." She wrapped her arms around me, as I returned the embrace.