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CHOICE

"You've made your choice, now you have to live with it." -Jenova-

Chapter 002: Mixed emotions and the Messenger boy

His eyes narrowed as a suspiciously coy smirk crossed the flower girls lips before he was blinded by a white light that enveloped him before he blacked out and knew no more.

*

Light fluttered in through the open window casting the room in a warm, early morning glow. The only sounds in the room that could be heard was the soft 'tick, tick ticking' of the black rimmed, white faced clock above the doorway and the low inhaling and exhaling of breath--not to mention the early morning traffic from below and the sounds that drifted up on the breeze from the subway.

Sephiroth shifted, scrunching his eyes before cracking them open slightly letting out a slight groan due to the early morning light momentarily blinding him. His vision was blurry causing all the colors of the room and the light from the sun to blend into a blurry mess. He slowly sat himself up and rubbed his eyes before he blinked and looked at his hand, realizing that he had just rubbed his eyes…rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He blinked and looked down running his fingers along his opposite arm and across his chest, the sense of feeling shooting up his arm from his finger tips. He blinked and looked up and out towards the window where the sun light was shinning in. 'She really did it….' He thought, slight surprised look crossing his face. He stiffened as he felt a shift next to him and he jumped up his instinct to attack kicking in. The figure who had triggered said instinct yelped and jumped as well falling from the bed in a mess of sheets blankets and pillows landing on the floor with a loud thud. Sephiroth paused as a mumbled 'ow' followed by a line of 'ow ow ow ow's' followed. He walked around the bed and gazed down at the figure laying on the floor. The figured was rubbing the back of his head and winced looking up at him. "Gaia Seph, what the hell?"

Sephiroth blinked, slightly surprised as Zachary Fair slowly rose to his feet rubbing the back of his head, hurt expression on his face.

'What the hell is Zachary doing in my bed?!' He wondered momentarily, attempting to recall any time in his past--in his life where he had ever shared a bed with the First class SOLDIER. Zack stretched, the muscles in his hip, back and shoulders popping slightly, before he ran his fingers through his hair. "Ah, why the hell do you insist upon getting up this early Seph?" He questioned climbing back onto the bed and flopping down. Sephiroth's eyes narrowed. 'Now I remember. This must be right after Angeal disappeared…or is he dead? Hmn.' He thought, remembering how he had allowed Zack to stay with him while he got over the loss of his mentor, friend and lover. If he recalled Zack had slept on his sofa for a matter of weeks before eventually sneaking into his bed. 'What should I do? Should I just kill him and get it over with? No…what would that do to help me? In fact if I were to do anything to Lt. Fair no doubt I would just be causing myself more trouble.'

Zack rolled onto his back stretching his arms above his head and gazing up towards the frowning general.

"Hey Seph, are you okay? You already look pissed and it's not even six-thirty yet."

Sephiroth blinked and forced his features to grow more neutral.

"Nothing…nothing." He muttered. "I'm just going to go and take a shower." He stated turning to head for the bathroom.

"Okie dokie!" He heard Zack call from the bedroom as he entered the bathroom. He had a vague feeling she should have told the Lt. to stay out of his kitchen, but also had a vague feeling it would have been a waste of breath. From what he could recall of the Lt. He was an obnoxious individual who hardly ever listened to a word he said. 'Of course, that's why I liked him wasn't it? He didn't treat me like the others, he was different, he didn't treat me like a hero…he treated me like a normal person.' He thought before shaking his head as he closed the bathroom door. 'What are you thinking? Don't be thinking thoughts like that! You'll just delude yourself and will miss any opportunity to get to mother.'

"Yes son, don't let those thoughts enter your mind." He heard or rather felt his mothers words brush against the back of his mind as he locked the bathroom door and slipped out of his pajama bottoms and boxers. He wasn't sure why, but he felt compelled to shower. 'Of course, after spending so long in the Lifestream with no sense of sensation a shower will be quite refreshing.'

As he stepped into the shower and turned it on he felt a sudden lonely feeling wash over him. His mothers voice was very faint, obviously because his present self had yet to actually have contact with her. He stood there looking down at the drain as the water cascaded over him, soaking his hair and causing it to grow thick and heavy. He could hear his mother clearing then he remembered, but no doubt that was because he was actually listening for her. 'What am I going to do?' He wondered, the feeling of loneliness beginning to eat away at him. He began to panic. Had he always felt that way before he had met mother? He couldn't recall, he just knew he didn't like it. And he also knew it would no doubt be awhile until he would have a chance to venture to the Nibelheim reactor and rescue his mother. 'Perhaps I will find away to get there sooner…rather then later.'

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Sephiroth spent the rest of the morning doing paper work, which was beginning to get on his last nerve. He wasn't sure how he could have forgotten all of these little details of his life, how he and Zack were close enough to share a bed, all of the paper work he had at one point 'enjoyed' doing and the little annoying people he was forced to be in contact with. He leaned back in his desk chair, finally finished with the last of the paper work. 'Just relax Sephiroth, you did this all once you can do it all again with out loosing control. You just need to ride it out until you can get to mother, destroy Cloud and the others before they even have a chance to destroy you!' He told himself an evil smirk crossed his lips. He blinked his expression dropping back to it's neutral state as he heard a timid knock on his office door. He frowned, stood and crossed the room before opening the door. He blinked feeling a mixture of emotions course through him. Rage, hate, passion, love. It was all very confusing--and the voice of his mother trying to appease his busy thoughts wasn't helping either.

"Message from Captain Jevics." Squeaked the small cadet standing before him, arm extended, white envelope clasped so tightly between gloved fingers it caused the paper to bend slightly. Sephiroth's jade eyes widened a fraction. Standing before him, blush painting his cheek bones, even painting itself across the bridge of his slightly freckled nose, lowered bright electric blue eyes, gravity defying blond spiked hair stood Cloud Strife, Shinra Cadet.

"Kill him! This is your chance, when he has no defense against you!"

Sephiroth couldn't move, his jade eyes locked onto the blond standing before him.

Cloud blinked, and slowly looked up at the much taller man, his fingers trembling slightly due to how tightly he was holding the envelope. "General?"

Sephiroth blinked his mind returning to focus. He quickly swiped the envelope from the cadet getting a bit of hidden pleasure from seeing Cloud jump quickly retracting his arm and holding it close to himself. Sephiroth opened the envelope and began to read it before his eyes narrowed and he glanced back to the cadet still standing in his office door way.

"Well?" He questioned. Cloud swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to stay at attention, though his nerves were beginning to go into over drive. He hadn't actually talked to the General before, and had almost died when the Captain had requested him to deliver a letter to the great general.

"Well sir, the Captain told me to await a response."

Sephiroth finished reading the letter before folding it and tossing it onto his desk.

"No need. Just tell the Captain that I will no--" 'Wait…was the meeting with the Captain important? Is it something I should go to? Or could I blow it off? No wait…if it is important and I don't go it might ruin something farther in the future that may keep me from mother.' He paused and looked back over his shoulder. "Just tell the Captain I will meet him later around 6."

Cloud nodded, saluted a turned and vanished down the hall.

Sephiroth closed the door gritting his teeth as rage filled him.

"You should have killed him. You could have easily killed him with your bare hands."

"I know that." He muttered aloud balling his gloved hands into fists. 'Damn it! What was that just now?' He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose shaking his head. Having to remember things he had chosen to forget and feel the rush of emotions unexpectedly would be a very large stumbling block. But he understood why, it was obvious really. Aerith had sent him back, but only in the sense of sending his mind back to his younger body…which would explain why he wash having issues with his emotions. "This is going to be difficult."

Yes, this chapter is a little short--okay shorter then the last by like a page and four paragraphs but that is because I expect the next chapter to be just as long or longer then the first chapter. ^^ Hope you liked. Poor Seph he's going through angst. Haha. Please Review.