Here we are, chapter five!
I'm trying desperately to write as many chapters before I lose interest (which I'm probably not) so that's probably why I'm being so productive.

I'd like to thank all my reviewers and the people whom are reading this story. Especially one reviewer named loveless an the living fantasy because he/she gave me some great ideas for the story. Infact, I was thinking the same thing as her/him. Do not worry, dear. I won't make this have a sad ending (nor bittersweet, as much as I'm tempted to do so) because I will bawl my eyes out and hit myself for making Tristis's life so darn sad!
So thank you again all my reviewers and readers because I honestly can't believe I've gotten four reviews and I've reached up to chapter five (not including the memory chapters).

I really hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I have writing this.

I do not own anything to do with Final Fantasy VII (That right goes to Square Enix), I only own the original character, Tristis Memoria/Nix Somnium and the twists added to the plot.

Chapter Five - A Nice First Day

Luckily for Tristis, Lazard was absolutely thrilled to have her in SOLDIER. Though he did warn her about ShinRa being a breeding ground of wolves. She casually shrugged, "Nibelheim had wolves and I dealt with them just fine." Even though she perfectly understood Lazard was talking about the amount of males and lack of females. He wasn't afraid to admit that she was a pretty young woman and men would take advantage of that. Again, she smiled and accepted the terms of becoming a SOLDIER.

When she went out of the conference room she was greeted by Zack and a fellow recruit. She knew this recruit well because she had secretly helped him train for the exam, but because she had always worn her helmet, he couldn't recognise who she was. His hair was spiky blonde and his eyes had changed to the brightest blue she had ever seen... Probably from the mako.

"Tristis, is it really you?" He asked, grabbing her arm and peering into her eyes. He didn't seem to notice how close they really were.

"Yes, it is me, Cloud." She smiled, giving him a friendly hug.

He happily accepted it and laughed, "I can't believe it. You were the one helping me and you know basically all the first class SOLDIERs! What have you been doing when you moved out of Nibelheim?"

"Travelling obviously." She nudged Zack, "I met Zack after meeting you. You should already know I've met Angeal and Genesis first."

At that moment, she heard loud, rushing foot steps echoing throughout the hall way. All three looked up to see a redheaded sprinting towards them. Zack and Cloud stiffened, thinking they were in trouble, but Tristis held out her arms to be enveloped in her childhood friend's arms. "Triss!" His shout was muffled by her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his neck and let him swing her around in pure joy.

"Hello, Gen." Her bubbles of laughter was soft but it hadn't changed through all those years. He placed her back onto the ground and inspected her as if she had just come back from war.

"You have no idea how much I've worried about you throughout these years. You just suddenly disappeared from Banora! I panicked so badly. I was climbing every hill to find you. Luckily Angeal was with me, or else I would of fell and broken a few limbs! What were you thinking, leaving without saying a word?" He scolded but his eyes expressed relief. He shook his head a few times, "You were so small and fragile, I thought something would had happened to you."

She was incredibly touched to know that Angeal and Genesis had gone searching throughout Banora for her... To be worried for her despite the many years that passed... To even remember her face!

They had changed from their boy appearance to grown men. Angeal's raven black hair was slicked back except for two bangs that framed his face, one on either side. It gave him an older appearance and she couldn't help but admire how mature he seemed. His midnight blue eyes had changed to a much brighter hue and his gaze was wise and brave. She remembered seeing him in the training room wearing a standard SOLDIER first class uniform. It was all navy blue (almost black). It consisted of a sleeveless muscle shirt, black long baggy pants with combat boots. His shoulders were shieled by black pauldrons and his abdomen had a large black leather belt. Lastly, he had a pair of ebony gloves. She could hardly believe how broad and muscled he had become since their childhood.

Genesis had transformed from a rather girlish looking boy to a handsome, graceful man. He adorned a crimson trench coat over a black leather outfit and matching combat boots. He had crimson leather gloves to hide his precious hands that used to play piano for her. She noticed how his scarlet hair had dimmed to coppery brown locks and she had to admit, it matched his new pair of sky blue eyes perfectly. They were no longer the young boys she had grown up with...

She wished she could tell them how much she missed them and how touched she felt to be remembered... But that would seem awkward. So she just opened her mouth and let simple words slip by, "Sorry, my parents couldn't control themselves."

That wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't what she wanted to say. She mentally sighed in defeat and wondered if there was any moment that would let her speak freely without any fear... "Triss? You alright?" Zack asked, shaking her shoulder lightly.

"Huh? Oh... Yes, I'm fine. I need to have a look around of the building, if you don't mind." She spoke. Cadets were only allowed on specifics floors, infact, if she remembered correctly, there were only four of which they could enter. The rest were for SOLDIERs, secertaries, Turks or scientists only.

Her friends nodded at her, all having a reason why they couldn't join her, not that she minded. It gave her time to think by herself without needing to constantly remind herself to put herself back into the conversation. She left with a smile and a wave before heading down the hallway. She needed some silence and to have the whole building memorised. It was an easy feat for her because her memory was actually better than most, although it was not photographic memory, it was good enough to be of imense use to her.

Unfortunely for her, it seemed that others were clearly not mind readers and that they weren't exactly the quiet type. Some floors were filled with button mashing, gossip blabbering secertaries, other's were of evil cackles, explosions from tests. As if her tour couldn't go any badly, she was given false hope.

As she walked along a particularly long hallway in silence. it was comforting to know that there was somewhere she could relax in peace, a place where she could stuff her head filled with worries, get up, leave the place and feel refreshed because she left all behind in the hallway or something. She thought this would be the perfect place...

Until she heard a moan...

At first, she thought it was her imagination so she proceeded down the hallway. Then, there was another. She thought someone was injured, Goddess knows how inside the ShinRa building, but there might have been a chance. So she ventured forward, taking slow steps to find the accurate room of which the sound came from. Then... She heard a couple of other moans, all from different rooms. They certainly didn't sound in pain..

Tristis's eyes widened, finally realising what was all the noise. ShinRa wasn't really a great place for privacy... So unused rooms were rather welcomed for... work mates... Without further ado, she turned and left for the elevator. By the time she had finished touring the whole ShinRa building, her face was still red from embarrassment when she saw Angeal, Genesis, Zack, Cloud and Sephiroth at the cafeteria table. She slid down on an empty seat with an empty look.

"Hey, Triss! This is Sephiroth, the Great General. Seph, this is Tristis Memoria. She's our childhood friend." Zack chirped happily.

Sephiroth was a tall man. He was probably the tallest with Angeal taking up second place. His silver hair hung in straight strands until it hung just above his waist with bangs framing his face. He wore a trench coat over his muscular chest. Two belts criss-crossed over his chest and silver pauldrons upon his shoulders. His pants and combat boots were black as well.

"Nice to meet you Miss Memoria." He said in his baritone voice.

"Nice to meet you, Sephiroth. Please call me Triss because my name is so long." She said rather blankly, before groaning, her hands in her face.

"What happened?" Angeal asked.

She slapped her forehead, trying to daze herself from a dream. But obviously, this wasn't a dream and it resulted in a bright red mark. "First day in ShinRa and I've already seen what I've heard... Lazard was right." She muttered flushed as she remembered how close she was to finding out whom were the people inside the rooms. From the pitch of their voices, they were all male... Her face suddenly flushed bright red when she realised what that meant, that would certainly make her embarrassed if she suddenly walked in on them.

"Uhh... Triss? You alright?" Zack shook her shoulder.

"If any of you do anything inappropriate... Please... Just lock your door so I don't accidently walk in..." She mumbled.

Her request only earned weird looks from everyone else except Genesis, who smirked. "Walked in on them?"

She shook her head, "Only heard."

"Nice 'welcome to ShinRa present', right?" His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Careful pretty boy, I might shove you with them." She growled playfully, only to recieve a few chuckles and an amused expression from the great Sephiroth.

It was these simple things that Tristis missed sorely.

So Tristis finally met Sephiroth!
If you didn't understand what all the moaning was about, then I think you're a bit too innocent to read this story (Not that it contains anything more than implying) because there will be a lot of situations like these that will lighten up the story because I'm practicing adding humour to my stories. I am itching to write more romantically about Tristis and Angeal, but that would be too soon (for him atleast). So I'm holding myself back and aiming to add more action (although I'm HORRIBLE at writing fight scenes), humour or just mysterious twists.

Thank you for reading!

-LoliMochi.