OC! A bit anyway, I enjoyed writing this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it.

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"So then you run after her for ten minutes, find out she's led you to the bar, Tifa then proceeds to lecture for a few more minutes, and then Marlene hates you for the rest of the day? An excellent day overall then."

Cloud was retelling the events of the last few days to Aerith in her flower field. They were sitting back to back amongst the flowers, Cloud holding the yellow flower with a white rim that he had took 'home' with him, while Aerith was leaning on his back, looking up to the sky.

" Oh yeah, thanks so very much for your in depth analysis." He shifted a little, so Aerith fell off with a "Ouf!"

"You're very welcome!" She replied, after sitting up and lightly hitting Cloud on the arm, then leaned on him again.

"I was being sarcastic..." Cloud's head turned when he felt Aerith's weight get off his back, and found himself looking into her emerald eyes, with a glint in them that screamed 'mischievous'

"So was I." She grinned at him, then turned around and stood up. She started walking away from him slowly towards the oak tree that stood a little way from the centre of the field.

She leaned on it slightly, then slipped down the trunk until she was sitting on the ground. Cloud followed her, and looked down at her with curiosity on his face, while she sat staring at her knees.

" You like leaning on things or something?" He questioned, sitting next to her, eyebrows raised while looking into the distance.

" I am incapable of standing or sitting up balanced without leaning on something." She smiled slightly, and brought her knees up to her chest. " But no, I was thinking about what Mom said." She sniffed, and Cloud looked at her to see tears beginning to fall.

"Aerith?" Cloud, raised himself a little to crouch beside her, the young woman he had never seen this sad before, she was even sadder then she was at Cosmo Canyon four years ago.

The Cry of...

So sorry...

Cloud looked around to see the owner of the voice he had heard before, but there was no one there apart from him and Aerith, who was crying even more now.

Hesitating, truly unsure of what to do, he slowly wrapped his arms around her, and when she reacted by putting her arms around his waist, he sat down again, putting his head on top of hers while gently stroking her chestnut hair, as she sobbed and sobbed into the crook of his neck.

"I...as selfish as this might sound, I want my life back! I died for the planet, I derserve to live again!" She cried, her fingernails digging into his back, as she sobbed even more.

"Aerith..." She pulled back from the hug slowly when he whispered her name. He stared straight into her eyes, and then, even though he had a 'family' back home, even thought the girl he was cradling in his arms was dead, even though him and her could never be in this life, he finally unleashed his emotion of love, his desire to protect, a need to show all of these, and without a second thought, he kissed her.

Cloud felt like he was in a dream, a dream that could never become reality. He had finally shown his emotions for her. And he was so immersed in his 'dream', he never took notice of the Lifestream that gushed out of the ground the moment their lips had touched, nor of the voice that accompanied the Lifestream.

The Cry of a Cetra...

So sorry...

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Ugh, it's so short. I'm sorry! Chapter 5 will make up for it, I promise! dodges bricks being trown at me