For Sephiroth Lovers (3/3) FINISHED

For Sephiroth Lovers (3/3) FINISHED

Author: KittenLasagne
Rating: A fight further in the story, 12+
Pairing: Sephiroth X Gin (but you could easily insert yourself into it)

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of its characters.

A/N: I will do a continuation of this story!


A shock goes through me at our eye contact, the way his eyes always seem to penetrate my soul. I figure it’s no use to hide myself anymore and step inside the reactor.
“Sephiroth… You’re really back.” I have my weapons, two curved blades, ready in hand. My palms start to sweat. There’s no way I can take him on my own.
“That’s how you welcome an old friend?” He gestures to my swords. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Sure you aren’t.” I bite back, while feeling the blood drip down my chin and staining my shirt.
“Why don’t you eat dinner with me? I made enough for two.” he taunts me.
“Eating dinner? You even have time for such mundane things?”
Sephiroth sits down on a cushion placed on the hard ground in the middle of the hall. There are stairs leading up, but they’re so rusted and half of it is gone. There are two other doors, one hanging off its hinges and the other’s probably not a way outside either.
“You would prefer to fight me at our first reunion?” His lips curve upwards as he sees my doubts. We both know it’s pointless to fight as we know the outcome already. “No romantic dinner for two?” he’s taunting me. I used to like him a lot, back when we were in SOLDIER. I never dared to tell him about it, though, he’s quite intimidating.  
I clench my blades in my fists, I hadn’t noticed I was shaking this bad.
In a matter of seconds he is right in front of me and has me pushed hard against a rusty wall, his hands right under my elbows, I can’t even raise my swords. His breath fans my face as he stares deeply in my eyes.
“… Your reflexes are slow, you’re trembling.” he finally says, scanning my face. I find it unable to breath with him being so close. “You’re scared.” He smirks. “You’d really rather fight than be awkward with me, wouldn’t you? Fine, I’ll give you what you want.”
And with that, he throws me all the way across the hall, against the wall – I barely manage to catch myself and jump on a piece of stairs that are still in place.
Sephiroth summons masamune and I switch to longer blades which are quite similarly curved as the shorter ones.
He stands there, in the middle of the hall, looking up at me through his lashes, still wearing that obnoxious grin as he motions for me to come at him. He’d wish!
I strike him fiercely from above, my attack gaining extra strength and speed from my jump. His masamune hits my swords so hard, I feel it in my wrists and I catch myself on the stairs.
Attacks like this keep going, me attacking him and him blocking so harshly it feels like my hands will pop off.
After awhile he starts going for it more and more, jumping up to meet my attacks and eventually attacking back. I’m getting tired already and he’s gotten a few hits on me already while I hadn’t even given him a single scratch.
“You knew you’d be no match for me.” he lands on a platform far above my head – now he’s the one looking down at me. His black leather coat flutters in the wind and his sword blinks at me.
I stumble to regain my balance after his last attack and wipe the sweat off my forehead. “Finish it then!” I yell at him, angry for not even denting his calm demeanor.
“With pleasure.” he replies, and comes at me with more force than I expected. He grabs my shirt and throws me in the air.
Being completely caught of guard for that kind of move, I let go my blades to hold on to single, rusty pole, probably a remain of stairs. My body is hanging and the rust is dusty under my fingers. I look down, it’s a deadly distance to the ground.
The heavy flapping of a single black, feathered wing is heard as it drags Sephiroths body up to my height.
“It seems you’re in a rather awkward position now as well.”
“Go on, finish it then.” I shoot him a heated glare.
“Are you mad you’ve lost? You must be happy you lasted this long. I was holding back for you, my dear.”
I hiss between my teeth.
“Oh, don’t misunderstand, I’m not here to destroy the world. If you would hear me out…”
“I don’t have much of a choice, do I?” I grit my teeth, trying to hold on tighter, despite feeling I’m slipping.
“I wanted to apologize to you.”
“Why?” You go to be kidding me. He smiles faintly, his silver hair blowing in the wind.
“I knew you had a crush on me.”
“And you came to rub it in?” my voice is more bitter than I would’ve liked.
Just when he opens his mouth to speak, I feel myself slipping and falling. The ground comes closer with incredible speed, I close my eyes and brace myself for the impact.
Impact that never… comes.
Slowly I take my hands from my face and look into Sephiroths face. My heart is beating out of place as he tenderly strokes my cheek with his gloved hand.
“I loved you, but my pride wouldn’t let me. I’m back to settle for a normal life, preferably with you… If you would like that?”
I had never seen him look this insecure and doubtful.
After all that's happened, after all I've been through because of him, there is only one answer I can give him…

End.