"S-Sir, why don't we go sit down." Anise said as she pulled away from him, a bit nervous and at the same time afraid that the man before her had severe head trauma of the sort. " There's a coffee shop a little ways down the hall, and we'll sort things out from there."

His azure eyes softened then quickly removed his hands from her shoulders, his tanned face had a slight tint of red at the apples of his cheeks as he realized how unsightly he had behaved. "I apologize. I shouldn't have reacted so harshly. I just-"

She forced a comforting smile and warmly patted his arm like she would to her own children. "That's alright. Lets just talk this out, okay?"

He nodded taking a deep breath then followed her through the crowds of rain soaked cosplayers, and over to the bustling coffee shop. Mako eyes scanned every bit of the crowded convention, nothing made much sense, especially when he saw people poorly dressed as SOLDIERs and the many failed attempts of a replica of his beloved Buster Sword- Why on Gaia the puppy would leave it to that blond boy, I will never know. He mused as he walked past a young teen dressed as the infamous Cloud Strife, shouldering a fairly recognizable Buster Sword.

The young woman stopped at a table then motioned him to sit down while she went to get the coffee, he winced at the scrape of the chair, it seemed like it was he was in a large cavern and it was filled with high pitched voices, the chair only adding to the number of infinite sounds. He frowned closing his eyes while keeping a hand pressed to his temples as he leaned on the table, anxiously waiting for the young woman to return with his favorite addiction on Gaia. Coffee. The aroma soothed his migraine the moment the cup of hot liquid was set before him, and only succeeded in calming the throbbing after the first sip.

"Okay. So lets start over and just take things from the top." She said slowly then took a quick sip from her own cup, which from Angeal's point of view, seemed to help her as well. He nodded in agreement, not wanting to further cause any strife between him and Anise. "Your name?"

"Angeal Hewley."

"What's your mother's name?"

"Gillian Hewley."

"Hometown."

"Banora."

"Occupation?"

"1st Class SOLDIER Commander."

"For who?"

"The Shinra Electric Company."

"Who owned it?"

"President Shinra."

"Leader of the SOLDIERs?"

"General Sephiroth."

"Your best friend-"

"Genesis Rhapsodos. We grew up together." He said softly with a slight grimace as he recalled his not-so-fallen friend. It seemed like it was just yesterday when Zack had came to him after defeating the so called Fire Lieutenant. His best friend. And now he- His head shot up when he felt a warm gentle hand rest on his leather gloved one, Anise had leaned closer to him comfortingly patting his hand.

"Sir-"

"Angeal."

She tried to hide the grimace, but it was clearly evident that she still didn't believe him. "A-Angeal. I want to believe you, I really truly do. But...this is basic knowledge, and I can't think of anyway you could possibly prove that you really are Angeal Hewley. You took a pretty bad fall, you're just a little confused. Maybe we could go to the hospital down the road and have you checked in-"

"Do you have somewhere private we could go?" He abruptly asked after musing how to convince her, when he recalled something that would secure her belief in him. She bit her lip then glanced around herself before sighing with a shake of her head.

"Yes. I'm staying at the hotel here, but-"

"I'll show you something that will prove my identity. But please believe me when I say that I will not hurt you." He said quietly as he sensed the innate fear reside within her, and he didn't blame her. He was asking her to take a man she met just moments ago to a secure, quiet location alone. It was only natural that she was afraid and Angeal didn't want her to fear him, he'd never do anything of the sort to hurt her, just the thought of that sent a stabbing pain in his heart.

"Then lets go." She said quietly as she finished up her coffee then moved to throw the Styrofoam cup away, patiently waiting for Angeal to finish his as well then both weaved through the crowds, down several halls, rode through an unbearably silent elevator lift and eventually found themselves entering a small hotel room. He couldn't help but sigh in relief to be away from the loud ruckus of the crowded convention, and in a quiet room where the only sounds at the moment were his and Anise's breathing. She turned to him, lightly biting her lower lip then spoke up-

"I told my children I'd call back once I had gotten back from the convention downstairs and-" She said as he only nodded then glanced around the room silently waiting for her to do what she needed to do. The room was wallpapered with red and gold muted stripes, one bed, a fairly large air conditioning system, a small entertainment system with working TV, coffee table and a tiny kitchenette where Anise was pacing as she called her children. Angeal was taken aback that the young woman before him had children of her own, she seemed too young to have kids but he didn't want to pry, at least not until he had her full trust.

"Hi, mommy!"

A small voice said happily causing Angeal to turn to Anise as she held the phone away from her ear and just below her mouth as she set the phone to speaker, and he had a hunch that it was to prove that she indeed had children and if anything was to happen to her, then those children would be left motherless. Anise smiled at the sound of her daughter, then lightly frowned with a shake of her head.

"Cheri, what have I told you about answering the phone?"

"To not to. But I knew it was you-"

"Cheri-"

"Sorry, momma. I won't do it again. Promise!" The little girl replied back firmly causing her mother to lightly chuckled to herself then caught sight of Angeal curiously watching her.

"Could you pass the phone to Rudy?"

"O-tay, momma! Do you want me and Rudy to clear the guest bedroom?" Angeal watched as Anise's amused expression change to one of concern.

"Why would you ask that?"

"Well, aren'tcha going to bring that man with you home?" Her body went ridged at the words her daughter had spoken, if she bit her lip any more then it would eventually open up and bleed. Taking a deep breath, she quickly calmed herself, much to Angeal's surprise then answered back.

"What man are you taking about, sweetie?"

"The one you brought to your hotel room. He's very special, isn't he, momma?"

"How- J-Just put Rudy on the line, hon. I'll see you soon." Anise said quickly with a light grimace as she re-called that one special thing about her daughter, then after a quick kiss goodbye the voice of her son came on the line.

"Mom? Cheri says you're bringing someone over-"

"Cheri, is just...anyways, I just wanted to let you know that I'm back in my hotel room and that I can't wait to see my two favorite kiddos again. Love you lots, and send Mrs. Kroger my regards." She replied back nervously then smiled as her son replied back as if things were as normal as can be. A moment later, the phone beeped, signaling the end of the phone call. He watched as she quietly placed her phone on the counter then turned to him crossing her arms over her chest, with a shuddering sigh.

"Well. What are you going to show me?" She asked as Angeal turned his head to the side then answered back-

"You might want to sit down-"

"I'm comfortable right here."

"Very well then, its your prerogative." He said with a light shrug then grimaced as the sharp pain struck at his temples once more, he shook it off then closed his eyes focusing on a central point of his back. He was able to fight back the grimace, he had revealed it so many times now that it almost didn't hurt...almost. He watched as her eyes widened, hand flying to cover her mouth as her body trembled at the sight of the outstretched single ivory wing. She was quiet carefully studying his wing as her eyes began to dart from his face and back to the wing.

"You're afraid of me." He said noticing her distance from him, her head abruptly snapped up to his mako blue eyes then shook her head as a pathetic attempt at a smile came upon her lips.

"No...I was scared when my son came home saying he was bit by a rattlesnake." She replied back slowly taking a step forward, "I was frightened when my daughter was born pre-maturely and might not have lived to 1 month. No...I'm not afraid of you. Surprised, but not afraid of you, Mr. Hewley."

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~This story was inspired from Dragonia27's story 'Gods Touched' and 'A year of memories' on Deviant Art! All credits go to her!~

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