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In another Life, in another Place - 4

Disclaimer: I do not own all FF characters which I use in my fic, Square does. Thx

Update May 2009 :
Since FF.net doesn’t allow us to strike-through fonts, I guess I shall just post these little notes on top. Guessing game on the “maiden’s” identity is no longer on, especially since I already stated it on the sorry description ;) Sorry guys ummm girls =D

A/N: Hi people. Thank you for the support //shakes hands with each and everyone of you// I would love to be able to reply to each of your reviews here but… pouts moodily. Oh btw I have prepared cookies and milkshakes. The identity is still not revealed yet, yeah… but will be next chapter. So for those who haven’t guessed right, here's your last chance!

EDIT: Thx Nefertieh for the suggestion. I have done some editing in regards to that and... hang on for a big surprise in Chap 5! HAHA

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4. Once upon a star

Laying there in the dark, Sephiroth reflected on the events of the previous night and how unpredictable life truly was. What started off as a seemingly ordinary day had somehow winded up being something extraordinary...

Frowning, he sat up and walked towards the balcony, gazing out at the stars. At the beckoning jewels sprinkled in the deep abyss of the night sky. For some unbeknownst reason, he had always felt strangely attracted to them even since young. Maybe it was because they were beautiful and yet unattainable, and it was somehow his nature as with all of Mankind, to yearn for the impossible? Or maybe it was because they represented hope… that somehow his life would change for the better? That he would finally understand the meaning of his life? Honestly, he did not know nor did he care to. All that mattered was that he enjoyed staring at them, and that he would continue to do so as long as he lived.

He recalled that night a few days ago when he had glimpsed the shooting star and made a wish. When he was much younger, someone, he can’t remember exactly who, had once told him never to underestimate the Magic of a Shooting Star. Accordingly, if you saw a shooting star and made a wish there was a chance it might come true. He had scoffed at whoever it was back then of course, arguing if that were the case then everyone watching would have gotten their wish. So why were people still whining and claiming it was superstition?

But that person had listened and explained to him patiently, that the probability of being granted the wish was dependent on the number of people who actually saw the phenomenon. And among them, the sincerity of the wish. Meaning the more sincere one was and the more one believed in it, the higher the chances of it coming true. Of course he had laughed at whoever it was in the face. He had always been such a sceptic even since young; Hojo had made a damned fine job of that!

However, when he saw the shooting star on that fateful night, Sephiroth had cast aside all his previous doubts and skepticism, and prayed in earnest. With all his heart and soul. Perhaps he was desperate for a change in life, perhaps he was feeling lonely, perhaps he was just bored and eager to prove whoever it was back then wrong, he knew not. But he had prayed hard. And then, a few nights later Shinra had sent him on this particular assignment. It seemed that his shooting star had somehow landed near the Chocobo Ranch and he was to investigate the site of its landing...

And then this maiden of unearthly beauty just happened to be there. It was too coincidental! Could she be the answer to his prayers? Sephiroth had wished for a kindred spirit… nay a soul mate. For someone who could at least understand, if not accept him for who he was… for his other missing ‘half’, with which he would feel complete as a whole person. And thus he had prayed to the stars, while she had come from the stars. Could she really be it? The answer from the stars?

"And if she happens to be, what then will you do Sephy? Are you gonna turn her over to the likes of Hojo?" That familiar voice he recognised as his 'alter ego' taunted him. "Oh excuse me! Still scared of poor ol' Hojo, aren’t we?"

"I don’t know. I really don’t! And leave me alone, please." He pleaded. He just wanted his alter ego to leave him alone. He had had enough for the entire night!

Strangely, it complied for which Sephiroth was grateful. He glanced at the clock. 2 am. He decided to check on his 'guest' before finally retiring for the night.

Stealthily, with cat-like grace he crept into his bedroom and spied on the figure slumbering on his bed. By the moonlight, she appeared otherworldly. Ethereal and frail, like a sweet dream that would just vanish with the coming dawn. Sephiroth frowned. He decided to touch her just to make sure… to verify if she were indeed real, and not just another one of his imaginary friends.

Hesitantly, he removed his leather glove and brushed his fingers gently against her interestingly still red cheek. It felt extremely soft and smooth to the touch, like the skin of a newborn infant. Altogether not an unpleasant feeling, he decided. That was the foremost thought on his mind before he retired for the night.

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Ps: This is not a filler chap despite what you may think. Short but it sets the background. And AerSeph/ Irina owww don’t take the ban too hard ok? I promise the upcoming chapter will be everyone’s fanfare. Hehe

Can anyone guess who’s the kind soul who explained to our young Sephiroth? (despite the lack of clues here)