Here's the second chap in Flame's POV! A bit short too, but...nevermind! -Soranryu
Looking through the bag, I smiled with satisfaction when I did buy everything needed for Sephiroth's wounds. Spotting my favorite food stall, I made a beeline for it. "The same as usual?" the stall owner asked. "I want two, I have a friend to take care of," I replied, smiling sheepishly. I've been eating most of my meals here most of the time, seeing that the owner of this stall is one of the few that is friendly to me.
He gave me an "OK" sign and prepared my orders. As I have told Sephiroth before, I'm an outcast as well, so most of the people tend to dislike me. Only a few, like the stall owner and the family running the pharmacy, are nice to me. Passing me the food, the stall owner, Uncle Lim, spoke cheerily, "Here you go! As usual, it's on me!"
I was about to protest when he shook his head, "You aren't working, so I won't accept your money. Besides, you are like my daughter, and I certainly won't let my daughter pay!" I know I wouldn't win this argument, so I thanked Uncle Lim and headed home.
While I was enjoying the view on the way home, I felt eyes staring at me. I turned around, and sure enough, a group of teenagers surrounded me. I widened my eyes at the sight of them; they are a gang of unruly teenagers that thinks they rule this area. Although…seeing that they get good grades in school, their parents pretty much leave them alone, and are proud of them instead, praising them as the protectors as this area.
"Oh look, the outcast. Hey, isn't it a long time since we taught her a lesson?" the alpha female spoke. Yes, I relate them to a pack of wolves because that's how they are, territorial and very loyal to each other, but only to those in their circle. And…one of their hobbies is to beat me up.
The cracking of knuckles snapped me out of my musings and reminded me that I'm about to become pulp. Seeing that there's no way out, I sighed and just stood there, waiting for them to make their first move. Although, if they come charging at me, I might just have a slight chance of escaping.
However, when they made their move, I knew there was no chance of escaping. It seems like they remembered the last time that I had escaped, and changed their way of cornering me. They no longer charged at me all at once, probably taking turns instead. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain.
Time passed and I felt nothing. Curious, I opened my eyes, only to see black coat and long, silver hair bellowing in the wind. When the wind stilled, I could see that their fists were blocked by a sword about 7-feet long. I looked up, and sure enough, a pair of green catlike eyes was narrowed in anger.
"Se-Sephiroth? What are you doing here? You're still injured; you are supposed to rest!" I frowned. His wounds are serious, so he shouldn't be able to move around so easily. Without answering me, Sephiroth shot another icy glare at the group before snaking an arm around my waist. A black wing unraveled from his right shoulder and flapped once, carrying us away from the ground.
I couldn't help but gasped. This is so cool! I'm flying! "Hold on tight," Sephiroth's deep voice sounded beside my ear before he took the supplies and food from my hands to allow me to hold onto him. I leaned against him and held onto his coat, enjoying how the wind felt on my face as we flew home.
Flame can't even go out peacefully... But she got to fly with Seph! How i wish i could! -Soranryu