A Series of Usagi
Summary: she only came back because she had nothing else to do; she never intended to have to reap what she herself had sowed
Crossover: Crisis Core FFVII
Characters: Usagi, Genesis, Zack, Cloud
Pairing: none
Usagi stared at one of the only remaining Dumbapple trees left on the Planet with nothing but sympathy, twirling the two apples in her hand with a juggler's ease. Thirty years had not been kind to the Planet and its people, let alone a bunch of trees. Not even those who had learned to be ahead in the game had come out unscathed.
She snorted to herself at that, not even having to look in a mirror to figure out where that thought came from.
Her main business had fallen after the destruction of Barona, what little remained she had decided to sell off in shares. Money wasn't a problem for her, since decades of booming trade with the apples had given her enough time to save money, making her wealthy enough that only Shinra employers (aka SOLDIERS) could have made more money than her, the Shinra family itself did not count. She could live the rest of her life in luxury if she wanted to, and considering her little accident a decade ago that was going to be a long life.
She didn't have the patience or opportunity to make heirs, which in the end turned out to be a boon, who would have done everything they could to find a way to save the business. Though the chaos of watching them scurry around to keep their wealth would have served as entertainment it would have been useless and short in the end.
She didn't hold anything against Shinra for whatever reason in destroying Barona, but if she ever found out it was over something minor like hiding Wutai ninjas in their basements she was going to just commit suicide and take as much of Midgar with her as possible. And she could do it now too. Why?
SHE WAS SO F***ING BORED THAT'S WHY!!
She punched a boulder, leaving a crater five feet in diameter. Ever since she lost her business, she lost the entire source of entertainment she had obtained in her life. No more underhand sabotage that needed cleaning up, no more complaints about or from snitty underlings, no more rivals trying to overthrow her, no nothing! The mess caused by her accident had lasted only for so long, now the only thing she got from it was slight fear when strangers saw her. Not even her obsession with watching people worked anymore!! Without something acting as entertainment she was going to go insane!
'If there was ever a time you would listen to me Gaia, then listen now. GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO, EVEN IF IT LEADS ME TO MY DEATH IN THE END!!!'
Usagi froze when she heard the sound of feet stumbling. Listening in she heard the distinct sounds of male voices, two from the different pitches. They were weak if their ragged breathing was anything to go by. Narrowing her eyes, Usagi stealthily moved around the hill to lay her sights on a sight she was never going to forget.
Three men, all of them were wearing SOLDIER uniforms. She immediately knew that the blonde was in a state of mako-poisoning, the black haired boy constantly fussing over him like a chocobo hen most likely either a really close friend or a lover, and the red-head….
Usagi froze when the memory of two special boys rose from the black box she kept her personal memories in. A memory of a trade that gave her reason to believe in something that she had never had to begin with. A trade…..
Usagi smirked. 'If this is what you give me than fine. Let's see what comes of this then, eh Gaia?'
Raising her voice she spoke a question that she had all but forgotten till now. "Will you make a trade?" The two men became silent instantly, the black one reaching for his blade and the red-head looking confused for a moment before an old recognition appeared in his eyes.
"What will you trade for?" he spoke softly, looking in all directions for her. The black one shoot him a look but the red-head motioned him to stand-down. Usagi smirked before walking into view. She was not disappointed when she saw recognition grow in his eyes.
"I have a few items that can be traded. I have these two apples, I have never eaten them but I still hold onto them because they represent a piece of the whole. Something that humans have never controlled, only contained and cultivated. I have a vehicle that I can give transportation in, I have used it, but I have never had need of urgency with it. It represents something that humans have created from their own power and mind yet also how humans have begun to fall. What will you trade?" the black haired one gained a hopeful look when she mentioned a car, glancing at the blonde again with worry. Now that she thought about it didn't that boy look like Helga?
The red-head took a deep breath and held up an item that was worn from use. "I have only this book. I have read its pages till I know them by heart, I have slaved over their words. I have held onto it because it gave me insight into the world that I had searched for even as a child. I held onto it even as I strove to discover the answers to its questions and went mad, just as its previous owner told me it would do. Will you trade?" Usagi gave him, for a second time, one of her smiles.
"There is one more thing you can give me. The peace of mind that Helga's supposed dead boy Cloud receive some medical attention." The black haired one's head shot up to look at her with shock and more than a dash of hope. "Two apples and a ride to someplace safe for a book and peace of mind then."
Walking over to the red-head she lifted him without effort and began to carry him over to her heavy duty truck, the black-haired one and Helga's boy following. Once they were strapped in she started up her truck and drove in the direction of the one town that had a doctor she trusted. "You know fox-head, I never did get your name, even when you were a munchkin. Shame too, I like knowing the names of people I make trades with more than once. And while we're on that, what's your name spiky-hen?"
The red-head shot the spiky-hen a sour look when he chuckled, seeming not to mind his own nickname. "My name is Genesis, ex-SOLDIER, he's Zack, also ex-SOLDIER. You seem to know the other one though, Miss SOLDIER-eyes?"
Usagi smirked playfully at his attempt at nicknames, her mako eyes gleaming. "I go by Usagi Berghvinter, and of course I would know my own nephew's name."
If anyone had been in the area when an inconspicuous heavy-duty truck bypassed them, they would have heard the sound of a man squeaking "NEPHEW!?!" very loudly followed by a females hearty laughter.