Enumasam

Chapter 32: Awww

'I had almost forgotten about the little one.' He thought as he opened the doors to the training room to see Fujin blocking one of the Hexadragons razor sharp talons. The fluorescent lights shone brightly off of her enemy's scales and off of a light blue blur that kept flying around in front of the fiend's face, seeming to shoot out little bolts of ice into its red eyes. Enough to keep it distracted long enough for the Wind Wielder to push back on her sword and open her enemy's soft underbelly for a swift uppercut type of slash before she realized she was being watched.

"SEPHIROTH." She turned to him as did Statue who stopped flying around, completely dropping both of their guards and the bluish black reptilian creature blasted them both with a fireball that came from its mouth sending Statue and Fujin both off their feet into a large boulder. The Wind Wielder made a human shaped imprint in the rock and fell to a knee while Statue righted herself using her flight capabilities.

"Fujin don't lose focus," the Silver Haired Savior harshly reminded her which made her quickly stand and turn back to the beast who was bleeding from the cut on its underside, but not badly. Sephiroth watched with his arms crossed as she tried a new tactic with her blade, she turned it upside down, blade pointed away from her and ran at the dragon.

'Odd a very uncommon Stinger stance,' He reveled.

'Let's see how this works,' Fujin figured. The beast swung its tail but she ducked and slashed upward using less strength and more speed, her Negative blade separated its tail easily, causing massive amounts of blood loss as the crimson fluid sprayed haphazardly around the room it let out a guttural roar of pain mixed with anger.

'Check. Remember that for later.' Fujin motioned towards her miniature ally who flew back at the dragon and made a needle like sword out of ice that she plunged into one of its eyes before she did it with the rest of them until the creature almost bit her in half with a snap of its mandibles.

'They seem to be working well together.' Sephiroth saw movement in a bush out of the corner of his eye a Grat, which somehow must have escaped him previously came barreling out in a rush, tentacles flailing and trap snapping.

"Annoying things," he calmly whispered to himself as he grabbed the Grat by its maws and simply tore it in half, like a piece of paper…well a piece of paper that spewed out intestines and gore in a pile at his feet before he dropped the carcass on the ground and returned to his cross armed stance. Fujin jumped above the head of the dragon and brought her sword tip first through its thick skull, after which she backflipped off of it as it wailed out its death cry and fell on its side with blood running in rivers.

A small clap could be heard from Sephiroth when she returned her blade to its sheath and her pixie sized friend rested once again on her shoulders. Fujin slowly walked over to her boyfriend who patted her on the arm.

"I suppose Statue keeping her life has proved of use to you?" He said as his hand fell back to his side. The mini Shiva sat with her legs hanging over the Wind Wielder's shoulder kicking them back and forth.

"Yes, Sephiroth, very much so at keeping the enemy distracted while we attack," she responded. He circled around her examining the minor damage done to her clothing.

"I also noticed you have taken up a very uncommon, at least in my world, fighting stance…" he stopped in front of her once again and clasped his hands behind his back. Fujin turned her view from his eyes to the ground, she didn't know if he approved of the way she had used her Negative blade. He put his finger under her chin and tipped her head upward to stare into her eyes.

"It will definitely prove beneficial in the future," he said softly as he kissed her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the intimacy, she wanted more but he parted from her.

"Thank you," Fujin shyly said.

'I'm happy he's not scolding me.' She thought.

"Well Squall, and Selphie probably Yuffie too are going to somewhere called Fisherman's Horizon. Though before they leave Zell is to bury his mother, we shall attend the funeral," Sephiroth spoke as he turned and walked with her in tow, along with her little friend out of the training center to the entrance of the Garden. Zell, Tifa, Squall, Rinoa, and the weapon smith all stood at the gates.

"Hey whassup man?" Zell said as he held out his hand for the Silver Haired Savior to shake. Fujin took his hand and squeezed it tightly instead of her boyfriend.

"MOTHER?" She said in a questioning manner. Tifa stepped in between the two separating the handshake.

"You don't have to be a goddamn bitch about it talk like a human," Tifa smarted. Zell put an arm in between Tifa and Fujin and pushed his girlfriend back.

"Babe she's always talked like that you don't have to be mean." Zell explained to her.

"Yeah pretty much it's one word you get out of her, hell even Sephiroth talks more than her, which reminds me. Sephiroth do you want to go with me, Selphie, and Yuffie to Fisherman's Hoizon? You can bring Fujin and…wait what in the blazes is that?" Squall pointed to the, now alive, Shiva on Fujin's shoulder. Fujin, Zell, and Sephiroth started laughing.

"Oh that's, apparently, Fujin's buddy Statue haha," Zell smirked before he turned toward Tifa to actually see her smiling.

"She's sooo cute," Tifa and Rinoa both let out an awww and tried to tap her on the head gently.

"Why she's as naked as the real Shiva I think I can make her some clothes out of scraps of material," Rinoa said caressing Statue's face with Tifa.

"Well I guess you two can't be all that bad…but I'm still keeping an eye on you Sephiroth," Tifa spoke. "Can I help you make the clothes, maybe fashion some armor out of old equipment?"

"Yeah we can do that Tif," Rinoa responded cheerily. Statue was smiling all whites showing as she floated around Tifa's head in circles.

"Not to be a pest but shouldn't we head to Balamb so we can bury my Ma?" Zell inquired as he cleared his throat.

'And here I figured it was going to be a bad day." The martial artist thought as he led the warriors out the front of the Garden down the ramp towards Balamb.

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Vicious Cerberus