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CHAPTER 6 CONTINUED- WHEN THE RAGE CONSUMES

She pointed toward the stream. Not really knowing what she wanted, he decided to follow her, and was surprised when she turned around and faced him. He knew that there was a question in his eyes as she placed her hands upon his leather-clad chest, and leaned upward, her lips on his. His surprise must have shown in his eyes, because she backed away after the kiss and looked up into his face.

In return, he bent back down and gathered her in his strong embrace, his mouth on her own. He used his tongue to gently pry apart her lips, and explore her mouth. She gave a moan at feeling his tongue in her mouth, and her legs nearly buckled. She put her hands on the fastenings of his cloak, and began trying to take it off. Once it was off, she dropped it on the ground. He then picked her up, bridal style, and walked to the middle of the stream.

She gasped as the cold water made contact with her flesh. He set her down and began lovingly undressing her, all the while dragging his fingers through her hair and kissing her wherever bare flesh made its appearance. Once she was free of her clothes, she paid attention to his, carefully helping him out of his pants. Holding up her hand as if to signal him to stop, she gathered the clothing and rinsed the sweat and dirt out of them, before hanging them on the branch of a tree to dry. She then returned to the stream, and they helped each other clean the sweat that each had acquired from the spar, from their bodies. Once clean, he picked her up once more, and carried her back to the bank of the stream.

He carefully laid her on the ground and rested his long body on top of hers, all the while, his mouth latched on to hers, their long hair becoming a tangled red and silver waterfall upon the ground. Suddenly, he gave a gentle thrust, and she broke their kiss, yelping in pain. Alarmed, he cradled her head in his arms.

"I'm sorry!" he said in a worried tone. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry...!" he looked at her face and noticed that droplets of water threatened to fall from her eyes. Casting his gaze downward, he watched a thin trickle of blood trail down her thigh. "Was this your first time?" he asked her. She nodded her head in response, as she panted. "If you want me to, I'll stop." he told her, but she shook her head at that.

"No, keep going. It's wonderful..." she panted. And so the magic was spun. He started slowly at first, but began to move faster when she became accustomed to the new feeling. Finally, after some time, they each screamed the other's name as the climax built up and was finally released. He fell in a sweaty heap on her as both of them panted. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her passionately, then shifted his body so that she lay mostly on top of him, on her stomach. He wrapped her arms around her, and as exhaustion finally set in, he felt his eyes close as he fell asleep.

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Moonlight was just beginning to filter through the dense foliage when Sephiroth awoke. He felt different, somehow, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was. He looked about the clearing, as if really seeing it for the first time. The lillies by the water. The colors of the leaves. It was all beautiful to him, and it was a feeling that he had never experienced before.

He gave a sharp intake of breath as he looked down upon himself. Shakura was lying beside him in the pine needles, her head upon his chest in a content sleep. Smiling to himself, he ran his fingers through her soft red hair and she murmured a little in her sleep. Sighing, he decided it was time to wake her, as the fiends were stronger at night. He bent down and placed his lips upon hers, whispering her name. She stirred, and then her eyes flashed open. Sephiroth was glad to see that her eyes still held that soft green gaze; at least they weren't reduced to slits. She opened her mouth as if in question, but he lay his fingers across her mouth, silencing her.

"We must leave. They'll be here soon." he explained as he helped her up. He snatched their now-dry clothes out of the tree branch, and helped her into them. For the first time since yesterday, he noticed the cut that Masamune had inflicted upon her shoulder, and, after appologizing he pressed his mastered Cure materia to her shoulder. She in turn helped him into his. They gathered up the rest of their belongings, and, walking side by side, they left.

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I don't know what came over him. Last night was magical, simply put, but it seems as though there is something he is not telling me. Some deep, dark secret that causes him no end of grief. However much that I hate to hurt him, I must find out the truth, and soon, before the secret consumes us all.

I kept right by his side. The tall, silver-haired man walked quickly, and I knew that it wasn't because of me. If we didn't leave soon, the fiends would claim us. Although... I thought, I don't think that they would stand much of a chance against us; we're pretty damn strong. I never knew that I had it in me!Lost in thought, I didn't even notice when Sephiroth stopped walking, and I collided with his back, almost knocking both of us over. He held up a hand for me to be quiet, and unsheathed Masamune. I did the same with Tiger Lily. Our blades gleamed silver and red in the moonlight, manifestations of our own personalities. I tried to shift my weight, to ease the tension coursing through my body. Whatever it was, it sounded big, and it was coming for us, quickly. I watched as Sephiroth moved into a defensive posture, and I followed suit, just as the largest dragon I had ever seen swung its mighty talons at me. I ducked, and swung Tiger Lily. The blade sunk deep into the creatures shoulder, but before I could pull it back out, the dragon reared up in the air, roaring wildly into the night. I covered my ears and moved out of the way. By my side, Sephiroth was moving nearly faster than I could see, Masamune flashing in a bloody mist. I heard my name being called, and turned to find that he had recovered Tiger Lily. He through it to me, and I snatched it easily out of the air and brought it down with a growing hatred, on the armored body before me.

Something was wrong. I could feel it again; that same rage coursing through every part of my body. The hatred was so strong and I felt myself loosing control once more. The voice in my head whispered faster and faster, but still I tried to concentrate on the fiend before me. I was out of control, and I was not the only one who had noticed it. Sephiroth had stopped fighting. I tried to turn my head to look at him, but my whole body had gone numb. I didn't notice that the creature before me had long since died, that I was fighting a lifeless corpse, until I felt a firm, cold hand grab my own. I couldn't take it any more. The creature within me urged me to kill the man before me; to take my blade and shove it through his chest. I watched, helpless, as my arms began to move upward, Tiger Lily clutched in my blood-stained hands. Sephiroth's eyes grew wide as I struggled to put the sword down, but the creature within forced my arms upward, till the blade was inches away from his chest. The rage and the pain combined was almost unbearable.

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Shakura seemed to be fighting with herself. No, that wasn't right. She was fighting with Jenova. Jenova wanted me dead, because I failed her last time. Now she's going to use Shakura to summon Meteor and do as I almost did, so long ago. I must stop her! he thought to himself. He caught the tip of the crimson blade, just as she was about to plunge it through his body. He pushed away, and brought Masamune up just in time to block her sword slash.

"What are you doing?!" he yelled. "Get a grip! Force the voice out of your head. You can't let it take control!" She didn't seem to be able to hear him, and continued her furious attack. She seemed to fighting hard, though, and after a time, she lowered her blade, and was still. Sephiroth, however, stood his ground, and waited for whatever was going to come. Suddenly, she looked at him, stared deep into his eyes. He could see the mental struggle; her eyes changing from dark green orbs to pale green slits and back again.

"Help... me." she pleaded. "Please... help..." Her sentence was cut off, though, as her wings burst from her shoulder-blades, and she took to the sky. Worried at what she might do, he unfurled his single black wing, and took off after her. She wasn't far ahead of him, and he caught up easily, but he tried to keep out of sight, to find out where she was going. He followed her for what seemed like hours, and finally, her small feet touched ground... outside the Nibelheim Mako Reactor.

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Well, I finally managed to get another chapter out there for you all to read. I haven't been able to work on it much in the past couple of days, because I'm staying for four days at my brother's house. And, I must warn you, school will be starting up pretty soon where I'm from, so I won't be able to work on this fanfic much, but hang in there! I will finish it, I promise! But please review. I'd appreciate it very much!