Well readers, I'm back! This chapter actually came out much sooner than I thought it would have. That's a good thing, right? :D
Anyways, I probably wouldn't have finished this so soon if it weren't for MasquedShade005, who followed and favorited my story. Once I saw that, I was all "Yay! Someone actually reads this! I must update, they will be expecting one!" So this is for you :D!

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, Soul Eater, or anything accossiated with either one. I do, however, own the plot of this story.

Cloud's POV

Again. It happened again.

I clutched my chest in pain. The same thing had occurred, except this time I snapped out of my trance to find that I had stabbed myself.

Damn.

Blood had seeped through my fingers. Lots of it. I managed by ripping up a shirt I had found lying around and tying it tightly around my chest. Kid had plenty of clothes; he probably wouldn't notice that one was gone. I then proceeded to try getting the blood off of everything. Thank God I managed to get it off. Kid sure as hell wasn't gonna know about this.

Am I going insane!?

Sadly I already knew the answer to that. What I didn't know was what I was going to do to myself the next time it happened.

"Try not to think about it, my ass," I mumbled, getting out of bed. It was 8:00 in the morning. I would have liked to sleep in a bit more, but Kid had insisted that we get up at exactly 8:00am, something about being symmetrical or some crap, even though we were due for Lord Death at 11:00am. I didn't mind though because I was used to getting up early.

I did the usual morning routine, but didn't have anything to change into, as Kid hadn't replenished my wardrobe. I liked my own outfit, though. It was comfy, tough, and easy to move in. It also reminded me of my memories with Zack and quitting Shin-Ra, which I didn't intend to forget. I could still hear the gunshots of the Shin-Ra soldiers, of which I used to be a part of. I could see Zack lying on the ground, blood seeping from the wounds I was useless to protect. I could feel the rain pattering on my shoulders; feel the warmth of Zack's blood as he pressed my face to his bloodied chest. I could hear my scream echoing into the sky, into the air behind Midgar.

I could also feel my fist clenching, my teeth gritting, as I remembered those memories. No matter how sad they may be, I never wanted to forget. I couldn't.

Shouting and yelling from down the hall snapped me out of my trance. I walked towards the door, opening it, and then proceeded to walk towards the commotion.

"PATTY!"
"HA HA HA KID, YOU LOOK SO SILLY!"
"What the hell did you do, Patty!?"

I heard the exasperated voices of the trio that I was staying with. I wasn't planning on intruding, but curiosity got the better of me and I walked faster down the hall towards what I remembered to be Kid's room, my heavy footsteps banging on the floor and the sword I placed on my back this morning clanging against my back. Noticing the door was opened a crack, I gently pushed it open, and smirked as I watched what was happening in front of me.

Kid's face was covered in what I assumed was orange marker; all scribbled in no sequence whatsoever all over his face. He looked furious, and Patty simply stood doubled over in laughter, clutching a thick orange marker. The colour contrasted heavily with his black and white appearance. Liz was standing over Patty, apologizing for her behaviour to Kid and scolding Patty, all the while trying to stifle a giggle.

Neither of them had noticed me yet, and I decided to keep it that way and slowly backed out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind me. My stomach grumbled in hunger, so I trudged on downstairs to get something to eat, but stopped when I realized something.

I couldn't cook for shit.

Sighing, I settled on the engraved black kitchen chairs, head in my hands. I wasn't quite used to the royal treatment I was getting by living with Liz, Patty and Kid. I needed to do something, go somewhere. I wasn't helping anyone by sitting around doing nothing. And what about my world? What was happening there now that I was gone? I needed to know how to get back. I needed to know what I could do. But right now, I needed something to eat.

Just then, Liz and Patty bounced down the stairs, laughing. I didn't even turn around to know it was them. They seemed to stop when they noticed me.

"Hiya, Cloudy! Morning!"
"Oh, good morning Cloud. Hungry?"

I slowly turned around to face to two from my position at the kitchen table. Nodding, I mumbled a 'Mornin'" and turned around again, deep in thought.

The two didn't say anything else and walked into the kitchen, preparing what looked like pancakes. I couldn't remember the last time I had pancakes. It's probably been a while. I never had time to cook anyways, and neither did anyone else.

"Hey Cloudy, is something wrong~?" rang Patty's voice. I hated how she called me Cloudy. It sounded so childish.
"It's Cloud. And no."
"Are you sure, Cloudy? You look really really sad."
"Cloud. And yes, I'm sure."
"Are you really really really really sure, Cloudy?"
"For the last time, it's Cloud. And would you shut up already!?"

I guess my voice sounded pretty scary, because she shut up after that. For a while there was just silence and the sound of pancakes sizzling on the griddle, the smell rising up and tickling my nose.

Suddenly I could hear Kid coming down the stairs. His footsteps were almost completely silent, unlike my own.

"Hello girls. Hi Cloud," he greeted.
"Mornin'" I said again.

Kid walked over and sat down across from me. His face was cleansed of the orange marker, back to its pale shade. I could feel his two-toned golden eyes on me. It was really unsettling.

"Is something wrong?" he asked me.
"I thought I already went through this!" I exclaimed, my patience running thin. Kid looked confused, and only after a brief explanation - courtesy of Liz - did not question further.

"Well then. Cloud, I hope you're ready for today. After Father gives us the details, we will be off on your first mission." Kid was staring at me again.
"You know, it's not the first time I've been in a fight."
"Yes, I'm well aware of that, but you have never fought against a witch."
"Whatever. I can take that thing down in my sleep. Some dumb witch is much easier then fighting someone like Sephiroth." It was true. I could counter magic attacks easily with MBarrier. Sephiroth, however, was on an entirely different level. He knew all my weaknesses, knew how to use and counter everything I got.

Kid simply pressed his lips together at my statement. He looked like he wanted to say something, but chose not to. That was good, because I really didn't feel like talking at the moment. Also, looking at Kid made me feel sick. All I could think about was those damn hallucinations and what I did to myself last night. That stupid wound could have killed me. Why was this happening? Madness, he said. Is this why Sephiroth sent me here? Did he not want to kill me, but prefer I kill myself?

"-oud? Cloud, you in there?"

Oh.

I hadn't realized Liz was calling me. Snapping my head up, I noticed a plate of pancakes being waved in my face. I mumbled a quick "Thanks" as I took the plate from her.

The other three were happily talking and eating. Their constant chatter was like blows to my head. I chose to ignore it and simply ate in silence. The others probably took the hint, because none of them tried to speak to me.

After breakfast was done, Kid and Liz washed the dishes while Patty was scribbling something on a piece of paper, singing "Giraffes, giraffes," the whole time. I, however, climbed the stairs back to my room to start sorting out the materia I had with me. For some strange reason, I had materia with me that I didn't have on while fighting Sephiroth. This was getting stranger and stranger every second.

Wait a minute.

What was that? I picked up a glowing red orb, a summon materia. It wasn't just any summon materia. This was Odin. Odin? Why did I have Odin with me? There was only one that I knew of that even existed, and that one was with Vincent. What did this mean? It couldn't mean anything, could it? Oh God, if Sephiroth even laid a finger on anyone of them…

No, there must be some mistake. Maybe this was just some random Odin materia that I happened to have in my possession. I franticly dug through the pile, searching for…what was I searching for? I suddenly noticed something. All the materia here that I didn't have on while fighting Sephiroth...

Was the same materia Vincent had on.

Could he be…I mean…what the hell is going on here!?

Trying not to panic, I simply gathered all the materia that I needed for the battle today and equipped it, my arms glowing in different colours of light before it subsided. I then walked back downstairs and leaned against the door frame, waiting for Kid and the others to get ready so we could get going. The whole time I tried to push it out of my mind so I could focus on the task at hand. Nothing could be happening, right? But if this happens again…then I needed to be concerned.

"How long have you been waiting, Cloud?" came the calm voice of Kid.
"Not long. You guys ready yet?" I replied.
"Liz and Patty will be down shortly." As if on cue, the sound of their footsteps echoed down the stairs, and soon after they appeared in front of us.
"Let's get going, girls, Cloud." Kid ordered.

And with that, we walked out into the brisk morning air, the sun's laughter echoing into the sky.

Well readers, I hope you enjoyed that! About the whole 'Vincent' and 'Odin' thing, well, in the game, I always equipped Vincent with Odin. I don't know why I did it, but it was always with him. And also, you'll find about what that whole scene means soon... :D
Also, yes I realize the whole thing is in Cloud's POV. That's because I love him! :D
And guys, I have a billion different things I want to happen in this story that I can't decide on...so if you want to see anything, review or PM me and I'll consider it. 'Till next time!