I've been thinking about doing this one for a while and finally decided to do it. It's an...interesting, I hope, way of looking at Sephiroth. He might be a little OoC but, whatever, it was fun. Let me know what you think, please.

Sephiroth walked down the street, his horrible anger swirling around him like a dark cloud. His long, silver hair swung behind him as he walked and his leather coat billowed in a sudden wind. The blade of a long, thin sword stuck from behind his back, the hilt held firmly in his hand. He had been in this strange world for two days and had already been mobbed four times by girls and once by a boy trying to take his sword. All of his "opponents" were currently unconscious in the hospital.

Sephiroth turned a corner and swept down the street, ignoring the people scrambling to get out of his way. He passed a boy in a black shirt with a picture of a white-haired man with dog ears and the words "Inu-Yasha" written on the front. The boy jumped out of his way and then turned to watch him walk away. Sephiroth ignored the boy's shout of, "Nice Sephiroth costume!" and continued on his walk. He had no memory of how he had arrived on this strange planet, nor any on how to get back. He stopped suddenly and stared up at one of the buildings that stretched into the clear, blue sky. Then again, if he was stuck here, he might as well make use of it. Who knew, maybe the Lifestream here was even bigger.

"Sir, you can't be carrying that around." Sephiroth looked down to see a man in blue standing in front of him. The man repeated himself and pointed at Sephiroth's sword. Sephiroth barely spared him a glance before sweeping past and walking down the street.

"SEPHY!" Sephiroth froze in shock at the sound of someone shouting and then a young, teenage girl had attached to his arm. He stared down at her in shock as a pair of girls approached.

"May, let that poor guy go. He's probably off to some convention and you're gonna make him late," The girl on the left spoke.

"Oh, but it's such a good costume!" The girl, May, squealed, her grip tightening on Sephiroth's arm.

"Costume?" Sephiroth finally spoke, hissing the word.

"Yeah. It is a costume, right?" The second girl laughed, "Or are you really Sephiroth?"

Sephiroth glared at girl #2 and her laugh faltered. Girl #1 blinked, "Uh, May? I don't think, suddenly, that that is a costume."

May looked up in him in thought, seemed to come to a conclusion, and, squealing, grabbed his arm tighter. "Sephy's real! Wow!"

Sephiroth's eye twitched at the "pet name" and he tightened his grip on the Masamune. The girl, still squealing, began to bounce on the spot. Sephiroth raised the sword above his head, girl #1 & 2 both grew wide-eyed and screamed, and Sephiroth brought the sword down. It went the through the horribly squealing girl and she crumpled, just like the Ancient girl Cloud liked had. He pulled the sword out as the girl collapsed to the ground and stepped over her, sweeping between her two screaming friends and down the street. Maybe this world wasn't so bad after all.

But the "pet names" had to stop.