The Cry of...
The Cry of a man, the Cry of a woman, the Cry of a child, the Cry of the dead, the Cry of a Cetra, the Cry of the Planet.
Can they give her life again, without knowing it? Cloud x Aerith, if you can see it. My 2nd fic!!!
Chapter 1, The Cry of a man.
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Cloud rode towards the field filled with yellow flowers on his beloved Fenrir, he was going to see her,yet again. It had been 3 weeks for goodness sake. He missed her like hell dammit! So, he would visit her in her flower field, her Promised Land Cloud believed...
" Hey Cloud, missed me?" She spoke up when he reached the field and stepped off bike. She came into view, pink ribbon and all.
"Hey Aerith. Yeah I did." Cloud replyed "It's been a while since we last talked"
"Yeah," Aerith agreed, "And because of that, I have a question for you!" She linked her arms with Cloud's, and looked up at him.
"Okay, that would be?"
"What, oh what, is my favorite colour???" She grinned at him "No ones got this before." She thought.
"Okay, I'd hazzard a guess at...yellow?" He looked at her, and smiled when he saw her jaw drop.
"Impossible, no way." She whispered. "How did you know?"
"Bit obvious, seeing where we..." He trailed off, and stooped when he saw a flower and picked up from the ground. "Aerith, look at this, it reminds me of you..." She looked at it, and saw a yellow flower with a white rim.
"That reminds you of me? Take it with you if you want."
"Can't I take the real you?" Cloud murmured
"No Cloud, as you very well know." She told him. "You said that Gaia knows how many times, the answer is still no."
"Why not?!" He cryed, "You said you'd come back when it's all over, when will it be all over?!"
"Cloud," Aerith took a step back at his tone, "I don't know, but I keep my promises, you know that." He sighed.
" Okay, I'll take the flower, I better go. Tifa will give me a lecture again if I'm any later." He started walking back towards his motorbike, then turned and said "Aerith?"
"Yeah?" She replyed.
"I'm sorry, again." Cloud lowered his head.
"Don't be Cloud." He nodded, and got on Fenrir.
"I'll come back in a few days, I don't like being away from you for to long." He said with a blush. Aerith giggled, and started waving as Cloud started the bike and rode off into the distance.
She stopped waving, and turned pure white. "I am so sorry Cloud, I have no idea when I am to return." She gave off a bright light, then faded.
The Cry of a man...
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I'm really sorry, I cannot do speech for the life of me, and my no good with punctuation, but I try.
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