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"Wha-," I panicked, "What did you do to me?! How did I get here?"

"Is that how you treat someone who saved your life?" He asked without a single expression on his face, continuing the book he was reading.

"Saved my life? Since when!" I demanded, crumbling up the sheets underneath my fingers.

"Have you forgotten what happened to you?" He finally looked up from his book, closing it shut followed by a loud noise that resonated through out the room.

"…What do you mean..?" I asked, clearly oblivious to what he is referring to. He pointed at my figure with his index finger; following his gaze I figured that there is something wrong with my head. I placed my hands on my head, gasping, I felt bandages wrapped around my head, my cheeks stung whenever I touch them, my hands are bruised as well.

"What happened to me?"

"Well clearly you've gotten amnesia on what happened two days ago."

"This is not a joke!" I yelled at him, throwing one of his pillows afterwards. He dodged it with ease and stared at me.

"Clearly," He said indifferently as he stalked towards the bed. "You Avalanche cronies always think you're brave, taking on big guys alone."

"Truth is you're not," He said venomously, slowly leaning towards me. I gulped, afraid of what might happen next. "If I jumped on you right now, what would you do? Kick me? Shove me?"

"You're trapped, Lockhart. Like you were fighting those brutes two days ago," He said as he looked down at me, his muscles flexing as he climbed on top of me, trapping me like a caged bird.

"I'm not afraid of you!" And so, I did the unexpected, I slapped him right across the face with my right hand. His cheek gradually turning red by the second. He grabbed both my wrists with his left hand and pinned them over my head. I tried to struggle free from his grasp but his grip on me was too strong.

Using his free hand, he slowly ran his fingers down my face, slowly as though I were a porcelain doll who is easily scratched. "You are a fool, Lockhart. For doing such an act," He whispered on my ear that sent shivers down my spine.

He let go of me and sat on the edge of the bed, tying his hair up with a black thin ribbon,

"Why didn't you do anything?" I asked innocently, covering my body with the sheets. I was scared, I must admit. Being trapped like that and the position we were in, made me feel queasy. He didn't say anything for a while, and then he stood up and walked towards the door.

"I am not a brute of a man, Lockhart. However…" He turned his head sideways to look at me. "Regarding your question a few minutes ago, you were in a desperate state and I saved you. Easy as that and that is all you need to know." And with that he left me alone in his room.

"So, how is she?" Father asked, sipping his coffee.

"Like a lioness that cannot be tamed," I replied with my eyes shut and rubbed my reddened cheek with my fingers. "However, that will only be for a while."

"Ah, I see you have taken an interest in her."

"In not /that/ way father, she's feisty, strong hearted, stubborn, and compassionate at the same time…."

"So?"

"So that means, she's not like the girls at school. She'll be interesting to use against her own group, The Avalanche."

"And how do you plan on doing that? As far as I know, she's smitten with the blonde chocobo haired boy that they so call leader." He said matter of factly, and adjusted his glasses.

"I'll make her fall in love with me," I said as I stood up walking towards the door. Hearing a chuckle from my father, "Then, I'll use her to betray her beloved group and crush her heart afterwards."

"You have to be careful son," He said in a serious tone, "You might fall in love with her instead."

I laughed at the thought. That would never happen, not in a million years. Chuckling, I stopped in front of the door, muttering a single word that would be on my mind constantly during the whole plan. Making it loud enough for him to hear, "Never."

Sephiroth walked down the corridor of his house. Thoughts running around his mind about his plan, his father's warning constantly appearing. He sighed and stopped as he felt another presence near him.

"What do you want, Yazoo?"

"No, brother… What are you planning on doing?" He asked in a concerned voice. "She's been here for two days already, her group is getting worried…"

"Do not fear brother," Sephiroth said as he turned around to face his brother. "I will let her go today, she has already finished recovering."

"Well that is good, Kadaj has been…" Yazoo lingered, "Constantly complaining of having her in this household. Which leads me to ask you…"

"Ask me what?"

"Why did you save her, when she is clearly our enemy?"

Sephiroth stood there in silence and looked at Yazoo to find him staring intently back at him. Waiting for his answer. "I just had to." And with that Sephiroth left his brother in the corridor and hurried back to his room.

A/N: So so so so so so so sorry for not updating soon! DX But! I promise that I will upload a new chapter tomorrow just before New Years! So~ Any ideas on how Spehiroth will try to win Tifa's heart~? ;) Will Hojo's warning come true?! Well I guess we'll find out when the story progresses! Any ideas are welcome~! :D R&R (^O^)