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Dream of Me (chapters 0-7)	By : ladysanzennine Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female > Sephiroth/Aerith Views: 2116 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-1
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Dream of Me
Chapter 3
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The world stood frozen in that instant. Breath and heartbeat became memories of the past and all that existed were his eyes. Unfathomable, endless, dangerous, mako green eyes.
In the next second it was all shattered as her breath and senses came back to her. Not sparing another moment, she dove for the door, rushing out into the cold night. The biting winds clawed at her exposed arms and face. Her feet pounded against the concrete, not caring where they were leading her. One thought and one thought alone mattered.
Escape.
Her breathing steadily turned into gasping pants. Sweat broke out over her forehead and upper lip and her hands were clammy. She didn’t bother to look back to check if he was following. Her mind was a blank, empty canvas, driven towards one instinctive goal.
He’s going to kill me!
There, around the corner. She launched herself around it, dashing down the alien street. The edge of the corner building scraped against her arm, drawing blood. She clutched at the wound and tried to ignore the burning sensation across her arm. She passed from dark to light, dark to light, underneath the illuminated pools beneath the street lamps. She ducked through the next turn, into a dark alley.
And was presented with a high fence barring her way.
Aeris whipped her head around to glance behind her. Nothing. Maybe she’d lost him?
Climb or risk going back out?
Climb! She ordered herself.
She gripped the horizontal wooden planks and began to scale the fence precariously. She cried out as her grasp slipped and splinters pierced the delicate skin of her palms. Biting down upon her lower lip, she squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that no one had heard her. She took a deep, steadying breath and climbed the rest of the way up, jumping down from the top to the other side.
Run, run, as fast as you can…
She heard his voice in her mind, deep and softly sinister. Like the whisper of seduction, brushing against her sensitized flesh.
No! No. Don’t you dare think about that Aeris!
“Woah, woah, lookie what we got here, boys.”
Aeris suddenly found herself held against a male body that reeked of stale alcohol and human waste. Her eyes went wide as she looked up into the ugly face of the man that had laid hands on her.
No, she mentally groaned. Out of the fire and into the frying pan.
“Hey guys, guess we be gettin’ lucky t’night, eh?” he leered at her as one meaty hand came up to snatch the collar of her t-shirt.
Aeris desperately tried to wrench herself away from her assailant, but to no avail. If anything, her struggles excited him further.
Gods, what’s worse? Sephiroth or this? She honestly didn’t know. But at the moment, there were no other options.
“Stop!” she screamed. “Haven’t you guys heard about that girl that Sephiroth’s offering two million for? Well I’m that girl. If you just-” she gasped as she heard the collar of her shirt begin to rip. “Please! If you take me to him, you’ll be rich!”
“Ya hear that? She sure thinks she’d sumthin pretty special.” One of the other men scoffed. “Maybe we need to teach the little bitch a thing or two.”
A third sniggered behind her. “After you’re done with her, I get her next.”
“I’m telling the truth!” Aeris cried. Just a little more and she’d be full blown hysterical. “Sephiroth will make you rich if you deliver me to him.” Oh gods. Oh gods.
The rest of her flimsy shirt ripped away to fall carelessly to the ground behind her.
Breathe. Just keep breathing.
She screamed.
“Did you need something, flower girl?” A deep, masculine voice called out from somewhere to the side.
Gods, she was starting to hate that voice.
Aeris tried to twist around to see where he was, but only found the small gang that was prepared to violate her.
“Who’s there?” the man who appeared to be the leader called out. His eyes probed the darkness as his hands kept Aeris pinned in place.
“Oh don’t mind me,” the voice replied. “Please, continue about your business.”
“Sephiroth!” Aeris cried. Why was he just standing there? And what in the Planet’s name did he mean by ‘continue with your business’? Hysteria crept another few inches closer.
“Damned voyeur,” the man muttered under his breath as he pulled Aeris in for a kiss.
“Sephiroth! Help me!” she screamed. She frantically tried to dislodge herself, fueled by thought of revolting, grime covered lips upon hers.
“And why would I do that?” came his sardonic response from the shadows.
“You’re the one that got me into this mess!” she threw back at him, inwardly cursing him with every vile word she’d ever learned from her exposure to Cid.
The man slapped her hard and Aeris’ head snapped back from the impact. “Listen, ya crazy, stupid girl. Stop screaming. Why the hell would Lord Sephiroth be here?”
Aeris shoved against his chest with all her might, still dodging those lips. “Sephiroth, please!”
“That’s it. Guys, help me hold her down.”
She sensed Sephiroth smile. “Please…what?”
Aeris closed her eyes and shuddered. He sounds just like he does in my dreams. She felt rough hands grab at her, preventing further struggles.
Oh, she hated him.
Just get it over with. You’re going to die anyways.
A hand clamped down on her breast and putrid lips touched her own. That did it. There was only so much a girl could take.
“Sephiroth, please help me!” she exclaimed. “I’ll do anything – promise anything. For the love of the Gods! Just-”
He stepped away from the building he had been leaning against and into the moonlit back alley. A smirk twisted his chiseled lips at the shocked expressions upon the gang’s faces when they saw him. As one, they turned and fled through the alley, their faces frozen masks of pure terror. Gods, he loved it when they did that.
The man that had been holding Aeris abruptly dropped her to the ground and turned to follow his comrades. He was too slow, however, and before he realized what had happened, his vital functions ceased as Masamune pierced through his back to slice the now still heart within his chest. He collapsed, a lifeless rag doll, blood gurgling from his lips.
Aeris’ gasped at the merciless killing, but she couldn’t help feeling relieved at the same time. Just as she was about to thank her savior, she felt the blood stained tip of the Masamune blade against her throat. The instinct to swallow was painful, but she resisted it for fear of the movement causing the blade to pierce her throat. She felt Sephiroth apply pressure upwards on the blade so that the flat of it pushed up under her chin, forcing her to stand. She raised herself slowly, carefully, and avoided meeting his eyes.
My shirt…she thought, realizing that that she stood in only her bra and pants. She flushed a pale pink and her hands clenched into fists at her sides. It was awfully cold.
Why didn’t he say something?
This is it. The end of the road. Aeris closed her eyes.
“Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused me?” His voice was like black ice. No hint of any emotion that could even remotely be related to warmth.
The Masamune pressed against her throat with slightly more pressure causing her to step back instinctively. Its wielder was the best in the world, and knew how to handle the deadly weapon perfectly. The next moment found Aeris with her back pressed against the wall of the nearby building staring at him with wide, alarmed green eyes.
Sephiroth lowered the sword from her throat so that the tip of it rested on the ground by his foot. He placed his free hand beside her face against the wall and leaned forward as his eyes devoured every detail of her features. The face without a name that had just about driven him mad over the years.
His eyes dropped to her quivering lips and heaving chest.
“You shouldn’t have run away at the airport.” He said softly with deceptive, false gentleness.
“You shouldn’t have sent out orders to kidnap me,” Aeris bit out. She would not succumb to the proximity of his body. Or the intoxication of his scent. She wouldn’t. Oh damn.
“You are in no position to tell me what I should or should not do.” Producing a dagger from the folds of his leather coat, he brought it to her cheek and lightly traced a line to her jaw with the blade without drawing blood.
Aeris held her breath and squeezed her eyes shut. Her palms began to sweat as the moment seemed to linger into eternity.
Slit her throat, now, Sephiroth commanded himself. Finish it and put the thoughts away forever.
In the stillness of the night, the only sound that existed was his soft, even breathing and the frantic pounding of her heart.
“If you’re going to kill me, then just do it.”
“Now why would I want to do that?” he asked her. The barest trace of humor tinted his voice.
“That’s why you ordered my capture, isn’t it?” her eyes shot open. Incomparable green eyes that were filled with pain and loathing, and something that looked suspiciously like ill-suppressed desire. “You don’t even know my name for Heaven’s sake! Why are you doing this to me?”
Sephiroth lowered the dagger and stepped back to let his eyes rake over her half exposed body, causing Aeris to shiver for reasons other than the cold. She wanted to wrap her arms around herself, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her shy away from him.
He searched her face carefully with his eyes without giving a single hint as to what he was thinking. He suddenly sheathed Masamune and the dagger as a feral grin curved his lips. He turned away from her and began walking. “Well, I still need to produce an heir. Who better to provide one than another Cetra?” He twisted his head back to glance at her and his tone became deadly serious. “Now I would strongly suggest you forget any ideas of running away again, or I will make you regret it. Come.”
He turned away again and missed the completely shocked expression on Aeris face. What on the Planet just happened? Aeris wondered silently, staring at Sephiroth’s back. How she should be reacting, she had no idea. She was simply stunned, and confused. Relief because he wasn’t going to kill her blended with outrage at his words. Provide an heir?
Aeris looked at her torn shirt laying a few steps away from her. She walked over to it and picked it up, noting the tear from neck to hem down the back. Utterly useless.
“Flower girl, come here,” he ordered severely from where he stood down the alley.
“My name is Aeris,” was her cold replied. She had no intention of moving from her spot. If he expected her to go with him, he’d have to come get her himself. To hell with trying not to make him mad! Provide him an heir indeed! She was quickly discovering that there was one advantage to being incensed – it neutralized fear.
“You seem to have no regard for your life,” he noted. “Most others would have died for such insolence.”
She retorted, “Most others aren’t worth as much to you as I apparently am.”
“You flatter yourself.”
“Maybe. But what’s a girl to think when she all of a sudden she’s worth millions?” She glared at him. If only looks could kill. “The least you could do is provide me with a shirt after you let mine get destroyed!”
He stared back into her eyes. My, she was a little spitfire when angered. “If you hadn’t run away, you would still have your precious shirt, which, by the way,” he added, “Looked terrible on you.”
“Oh of course. I should have just stood there and let you kill me – like a lamb led to the slaughter?”
“Enough!” He exclaimed, feeling the urge to throttle her. No one else would have dared to speak to him this way. “You are wasting my time. Now come here so we can be off.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and thrust her chin up defiantly.
Sephiroth was taken aback. He couldn’t believe she’d dare! They continued to stand like that, facing off, neither willing to compromise their position. Finally, Sephiroth muttered a curse and stalked over to her. His eyes burned with unspeakable fury as he grabbed her none too gently around the waist.
“You’re going to regret doing that,” he whispered into ear before pulling her against his body and launching into the air.

~LS~
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