Author's notes: Hey guys, sorry for not getting around to this sooner, but here is the second chapter for this story. I hope you guys like it even if it has mature themes which I'm thinking it does. Hope this will be a good chapter.

Chapter II: What About You?

Terra looked back on a now sleeping Kefka and looked back at the letter once more that was sent to her. She glosses over it a few times before reading it fully. To her surprise, it was from Edgar. She hasn't seen him since the fall of Kefka. It must of taken two days for this bird to send this message to her.

The letter read:

"To my dear, Terra,

I am a little bit worrisome about your whereabouts and well being. I decided that I would visit you in some time to confirm you are doing well. It must be lonesome being this afar from your friends and allies. I was thinking that maybe I could help you with that. In all honesty, I couldn't stop thinking of you. I need to come see you. You're a lovely woman. I simply must—"

She simply stopped reading as she sighed. Edgar always tried to seduce her and any other beautiful woman he met. The flirting was almost unbearable even among the written words she read. There's been a few occasions where she almost left the room due to Edgar's "enchanting" personality towards women. She didn't know when he was coming though or how she was going to get Kefka better in that time frame. She would simply have to hide Kefka if it came down to it. She was willing to do that. She nodded off the bird as it flew away.

That day was quite odd with all quirks that were. First she finds Kefka, then she learns of his feelings and his side of things, now Edgar is coming to visit in an unknown time frame. She was a little anxious about it, but not too much. She also had to somehow tell Kefka. Knowing Kefka, he would most likely burst out in a fit of laughs listening to them discuss about everything that has happen, even in his current state.

With him sleeping, she began to clean the kitchen and dishes of which he ate from. Terra dwelled on the idea of what to do with him for the time being. He'll return to himself in just a couple of weeks, but that was a positive outlook; it could take longer for the, now, just a man. As she reiterated in her thoughts, he lost all his power from before. Although, he was boney, his slim figure curled like a dead snake, he still had his persistence spirit. By the way he talked to her, she knew that he wasn't going to be defeated again. Kefka always had this unique, honest, unpredictable personality, well, ever since she knew him. He was insane, but could have a weirdly empathetic and soft soft for very, very few. Only her, it seems.

Alone with her thoughts, the sunset dawned upon the land and she went to the window to seal it from the night. She closed the curtain and decided she would try to sleep. She slowly got changed into her silk nightie and climbed into the bed. As she slipped into the covers, she turned to the side. As the night went in, she wrapped herself up and sleep engulfed her in a welcoming matter as Kefka did earlier that day. Her dreams danced around her as she found herself observing them.

Terra found herself in a dream world where she wore a white gown as if she was getting married and the ceremony was about to begin. She stood in an empty hall that looked vaguely familiar. She felt a similar presence as of she was not alone, but it wasn't scary. It was like she was younger, the warm air and humid steam had her temperature rise. She her giggling behind her. It was Kefka.

"My little magic user," he crackled, "You look so beautiful in that dress."

"Kefka, you know I—"

She was cut off by his intruding vocals.

"Now, now, don't be so humble. We've got to do this."

"Do what?"

"You know, show the Emperor how valuable you are. Especially to me. Just show him 'that' trick I taught you."

She felt hands grasp her shoulders and pushing her forward down the hall. A small peck on her cheek gave her a blush and a light was approaching. She came to a somewhat of a lavish court. The drapes were a blood red with the symbol of the Empire dyed on it. An old man was on a high balcony looking down on her. His gaze glued and everlasting even though it's only been a moment when she appeared. Kefka then announced that she was the Empire's most valuable "solider" and she was about to prove it. He then gestured to her, signalling to show off what she had learnt. He also mouthed "Don't be shy" to her.

She tried to focus and with all her might she felt a burst of energy throughout her being. A white flame flashed and it blinded her as she finally woke up to see light peeking through. She rubbed her eyes and pondered on the strange dream that felt like a flashback.

She didn't bother to get dress and started to the kitchen to make breakfast for her and Kefka. With the clanking of pans, he woke up and groaned. He peeked overhead to see her. His lips curled into his usual smile.

"Terra..." he whispered under his breath as he examined her making breakfast, still in her nightie. He wished he could crawl to her at that point, he was always weird about how close he wanted to be with Terra. His intentions behind his thoughts were vaguely romantic. The idea of her and him being together ignited a strange obsession in him. She was almost always so graceful with everything she does in his eyes, at least. His vision of her was veiled with his madness, but everything was seen with that thin, yet foggy veil.

He then spoke up when she was close to done preparing the meal, "My doll, you look as beautiful as ever. Care to share some?"

She jumped, a bit shaken at what he said and was surprised he was actually awake. She thought she had to wake him from his slumber. He was always filled with random spouts, she should of know that by now. Nevertheless, it still surprised her as his greetings usually brought about.

"Care to share what," she manage to stammer out.

He giggled then cracked into a laughter knowing the meaning of his words and Terra prayed that it wasn't what he meant. His normal laugh seemed to be back and it crawl up her spine as it would with anyone. The crackle had many emotions to it, this time out of bliss and the dumbfounding of her. It wasn't made at her, rather her somewhat innocences and on purpose ignorance of the statement he made.

He finally calmed down a bit from his fit of laughter and said, "You know what I mean. I don't have to explain, do I?"

She turn her head quickly whilst responding with a "no". She blushed as she couldn't disregard his statement anymore. She was sure that more were to come as Kefka could never seem to stop until he could find his ways to his quarters. He couldn't resist the urge just to talk like that, but it was mostly about destruction. He almost moaned when he discussed those sort of things and sometimes incorporated Terra into the mix due to her powers.

This would make her uncomfortable in a way as she didn't know how to feel. She would just stand by, quiet and listening in on the conversation at hand. When fighting for the Returners, Celes told her the stories of when she wasn't around. The tales weren't as bad as she thought as it only dealt with her magic, but Kefka appeared to be very lustful over them. She didn't know why, but she wanted to bring this up over breakfast.

And so, she did starting with, "Tell me a story about how dominant the Empire was."

Kefka lifted an eyebrow as he gained interest over what has been brought up.

"Oh," he began almost cooing, "Well, let me tell you about when we first got the Magitek Armour. When it was first developed into a fully functional machine, a normal soldier was to try it out first in case there was more perfecting to do. The dumbass didn't even know how to start it. But once it did...oh..."

His voice trailed off for a moment, growling from the memories. It wasn't aggressive, just pleasureful for him as he got back on track and continued on.

"It was could felt throughout the testing grounds. It ignited something in me as it roared and glowed with the first beam being expelled. The damage it cause was certainly amazing. I couldn't help but make noises showing my excitement over our new piece. It was like art as it was almost as destructive as you. As more of it's power was experimented with, the happier I grew. I knew we would keep improving with upgraded versions, but for that time, it was almost perfect..."

He paused for a moment, taking a breathe as he was exhilarated with recalling the account. The glee he felt was visible throughout.

"But...it needed something goddess-like to command it, and that was you. I had to somehow put you on it. Once you were on it though, I could feel my blood rush and temperature explode! I had you in mind when designing it with the others. It was only meant for backup in case your magic wasn't good enough for the situation. I saw you take control of the beast unlike any other 'soldier'. Not even General Celes could man it like you. Of course, I wanted to be on it with you...but that's a story for another day!"

He laughed the last comment off as Terra stared blankly at him. The story was amazing, but the commentary was truly Kefka's. She sighed as she picked up the plates to wash them. He hasn't really evolved in his antics much or his way of speech, but it wasn't terrible. That last comment has gotten her curious though and she knew later that she would have to surrender to it, but now was not the time.

She had to come up with a plan to hide him soon when Edgar comes over and also shut Kefka up as he had a habit of running his mouth. She ignored him as she walked past him to mark the beginnings of a strategy. With Kefka around, things were going to be a lot different and she had to plan for that. She sat at her wooden desk with pen and paper, with brainstormed on what to do and how would it work. It would be tedious, but it was necessary as Edgar was coming soon.