Final Fantasy Seven (Seph/Cloud)
Title: Remembered Author: skeren Rating: G Warnings: Tis a post death fic. Word count: 559 Prompt: Absence makes the heart grow fonder - "I never realized how much I missed you."
Sephiroth was a stubborn being. He had patience and perseverance that would have put many to shame, and after the last time he had been resurrected, he turned that determination to things that better suited him.
He turned it to waiting. He was hardly the only one on such a cause, the wisps of the dead being lost to the lifestream every day as their loved ones failed to die, failed to come to them before they forgot what they were waiting for and let themselves become one of the many.
He waited for a very long time, and even then, when what he’d been waiting for finally arrived, he nearly missed it. It was nearly coiled up in the Cetra and her ghost of a lover, never to be seen again once it reached them, for they resided in another place entirely. He might let them have him later, once he’d settled the last of what he wished to know.
The blue eyes were the same, the youth however, had finally faded some, had turned to a softer, more age settled countenance, but it by no means could be deemed old. It was what Cloud had become before he had finally died, slowed by time to be taken down by a nest of dragons he’d come upon unprepared after a delivery.
He did not understand why the blond had so taken to the deliveries, but he’d done it to the end, and now he was here.
All he was looking for was recognition. It was all he wanted, whether it came with love or hate, and he did not want to be forgotten, not by this last piece of him that had been long in returning. Not at all really... but that point was less important than the details.
“Sephiroth.” His name was a murmur on the blond’s lips, but his hands lifted from the other’s shoulders just the same.
He could not be killed here, as they were both already dead, but he had no wish to lose his solidity to a lack of caution. Time had made him fragile in this place, much as he was loathe to admit it. “Cloud.”
In either case, he did not get the reaction he’d expected, the blond slipping forward to wrap his arms snug around his middle as soon as the touch was off of him. “I missed you. I didn’t expect you to be waiting for me.”
“I wasn’t.” It was true, in the least technical sense, and that ws enough for him, still, Cloud’s smile was much too knowing when he looked up at him a moment later.
“So you weren’t. But you’re still here.” There was a nod, and then the blond head tilted slightly, the motion familiar from a time he couldn’t remember anymore. “Are you the only one still here?”
His compulsion was to say yes, but that was a lie and he had never been a liar. “No.”
There was approval in the look he was graced with then, and when the blond stepped back, he took his hand, pulling him along in his wake. “Then I’m going to find them.”
He had nothing to say to that, but he hadn’t been forgotten. He still wasn’t, and he realized it was a sensation he’d missed.