October 4

Thank you, whoever you are.

I don't know how to start. I guess I'll start with my dreams and let this pen guide me from there.

When everything was okay, I had such big plans for my future. After I graduate from high school I was going to go to a good collage. I wanted to major in biology and become a biologist. Or even become an artist, a photographer. I've always loved capturing nature for my own. The feel of the pencil gliding over paper, feeling like home in my hands. It's magic. Perhaps a writer. Where I can use words to create a place all my own, a sanctuary. There is always a soothing flow to poetry. Sometimes I wonder if the rivers and streams are it's cousins. I absolutely adore animals, especially wolves. Maybe I can open a reserve for them.

I have such big dreams and none to be accomplished. A fifteen year old girl can only do so much. And my future seems so bleak now, so small. I find myself loosing hope. Even though I try to stay strong, it gets harder with each passing day. I hope you never have to suffer. That you may have a good, healthy life. May you be blessed with happiness.

~Kaiya

"You seem very… anxious." said Genesis, another SOLDIER First Class and a good friend. The auburn haired man was perched on the black leather couch while the other man was sifting through mail almost frantically.

Sephiroth understood the works of postal service and knew it would take a while before the second letter arrived. Genesis was right, he was slightly anxious. Irritation and disappointment washed over him as he didn't find the envelope in the growing pile of junk mail. He gave up with a heavy sigh.

"Perhaps if you will tell me what you are looking for, I can help you." Genesis got up from his seat and walked over to him. Just when Sephiroth was about to make a smart remark, someone had knocked on his apartment door. He walked over and under the door was what he had been looking for.

Sephiroth immediately picked it up and opened it.

"What is it?" The redhead's question went unnoticed as Sephiroth pushed past him and back to the kitchen counter. There he took a blank sheet from the fax machine and a pen out of the drawer below him. After rereading the letter he began writing with Genesis curious azure eyes watching him. By the time he was done it read:

Kaiya,

If you don't mind, I have a couple of questions for you. Why give up your dreams now? There is still a chance for you to still have the rest of your life. I understand you're having a hard time. And let me say that I am proud of you for keeping strong. I am also curious about your past, but I'm not going to pry. Although it would help me understand how to help you. And if it is any comfort, I will answer any questions you have in return about me.

With the way you talk about poetry and literature, you remind me of a friend of mine. He has an obsession for play and poem "Loveless" . I still to this day have yet to discover the greatness of it. My other best friend has a thing for nature. He keeps a little garden of his own inside and outside his house. I can honestly say I don't really have a hobby.

Again, if there is anyway I can help. I'm here.

S. Crescent

He walked over to the table and put his freshly written letter the pocket of his leather trench coat. genesis followed him with the other letter in hand. Before he got the chance to start reading, Sephiroth snatched it out of his hand. Sephiroth went to his bedroom with Genesis in tow.

"Is there a reason you don't want me reading that?"

"Genesis I don't want you reading any of my belongings. This really shouldn't be new to you." Sephiroth said with a smirk on his face. Genesis' response was an indignant huff. He walked out the door, quoting "Loveless" as he went.

"Even if the marrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return." The door slammed as expected.

Sephiroth's PHS rang and he answered Director Lazard's call. He put on his trademark leather trench coat and left to fulfill his given mission.