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Title: Wait
Author: GW Katrina aka![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
icedark_elf
Beta:forgottenlover
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairings: If you look at it sideways, Zack/Cloud and Zack/Aeris
Warning: Sequel to Lavender. It won't make sense without reading it.
Wordcount: 852
Summary: All that can be done at times is to wait things out.
A/N: I asked for words, and I got them. About 250 of them. This is number -two-. So far, words given to me are sitting at 2=1,817. Some type of odd math going on there. >.>
Wait
The wait is the hardest part, she decided. Knowing that something was wrong and being unable to do anything is what makes her want to yell and break something. She doesn’t, though. She just goes about her everyday life and tries her best to not cry when it seems as if things are never going to work out.
Aeris knows that the voices that speak to her aren’t normal, that she’s never met anyone else who could hear them. But she knows that Zack almost could. Sometimes he would look up when they go particularly loud and ask if she was okay, or just give her a hug. That had always made her wonder if maybe Zack didn’t have a little Ancient in his background somewhere, or if he was just naturally receptive.
She would bet on the latter. Zack was just like that. Always good with people and had the kindest, most caring heart she had ever known. He would do anything for those he claimed as his, and that was something she always loved about him.
And now he was hurting.
She had bolted up right in bed, panting and gasping and pressing her fingers against her eyes. That had hurt, and she didn’t know what was wrong for a few minutes. It had taken several slow, deep breaths and a long few moments of focus to calm down.
When Zack hadn’t come back from his last mission, Aeris had searched. Searched and searched and searched. She decided that he had to be near a Mako reactor, or near the North Crater, because those were the only places that could hide voices so well. The Lifestream’s own cries drowned out smaller ones.
So she had waited for him to come home, or at least make it away from the places where she couldn’t hear.
Then, one morning, as she was tending her flowers, Aeris froze, eyes going wide and blank as she reached for that frail little bit of pleasedpain. He was hurt, hurt in ways she wasn’t sure of, but he was so full of happiness that she could ignore the pain. He was happy and hurt, but he just radiated the same feel she got from chocobos that were allowed to really run.
Freedom. Wild and joyous freedom.
That was when Aeris knew he would come home to her. And bring with him a ball of pain and need that every instinct in her both was repulsed from and wanted to go to and help. A bit disconcerting, really.
When she had realized that whatever had captured Zack was still hunting him, Aeris had felt a bit of despair. Why was he being hunted? She knew he was.
It hurt, realizing that he wouldn’t be coming home right away, but it was far, far better than the night Tseng, very quietly, had told her that Zack had died. She had slapped him, and he had let her, because they both knew he was lying and that he wouldn’t tell her the truth. She knew Zack wasn’t dead. While she might not have been able to find him, she would have known if he had died.
So she had waited, and apologized to Tseng for slapping him the next time they had met. It was his job, and she would not fault him for that, not when he had been a protector of sorts at his own risk.
None of it mattered after that taste of wild freedom from Zack, though. He was free and he was moving, and that was enough for Aeris. She knew he would either come find her or contact her in some way. That was all that mattered to her.
Now this.
Tears running down her face, Aeris focused on trying to find out what had caused the reaction in her. Zack was hurt, Zack was hurt and afraid and that was so wrong to her world view. The entire time she had known Zack, she could never remember him being afraid.
He was hurt, but…. The other one with him was different now. She really couldn’t understand much about him, not with that haze around him that was something not right. Aeris had never felt anything like it before, though it reminded her of…mold, almost. Slimy, sticky mold.
The sense of a person under that ick had been dim, flickering, but now it was a steady glow, and tied tight with Zack.
She wondered if she needed a skillet to smack people with, like a stereotypical overzealous girlfriend? Well, this person was with Zack, and was projecting carewarmprotect just as hard as Zack had been projecting freedom. It was clear even through the mold, and that meant Zack might have picked up a pretty good friend. Or someone who was more than that.
Well, he’d just have to share.
Staring into the darkness, she wiped her tears dry. Nothing to do for it now. All she could do was wait, and hope she got something from them soon.
Laying back down, she closed her eyes.
“See you soon, boys,” she said softly.
Lavender: Previous Fic
Next Fic: Tears
Wordcounts:
Nov 1: 5,375
Word Fics: 1,817
November so far: 5,375
Nano: 2,710
Author: GW Katrina aka
icedark_elfBeta:
forgottenloverFandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairings: If you look at it sideways, Zack/Cloud and Zack/Aeris
Warning: Sequel to Lavender. It won't make sense without reading it.
Wordcount: 852
Summary: All that can be done at times is to wait things out.
A/N: I asked for words, and I got them. About 250 of them. This is number -two-. So far, words given to me are sitting at 2=1,817. Some type of odd math going on there. >.>
Wait
The wait is the hardest part, she decided. Knowing that something was wrong and being unable to do anything is what makes her want to yell and break something. She doesn’t, though. She just goes about her everyday life and tries her best to not cry when it seems as if things are never going to work out.
Aeris knows that the voices that speak to her aren’t normal, that she’s never met anyone else who could hear them. But she knows that Zack almost could. Sometimes he would look up when they go particularly loud and ask if she was okay, or just give her a hug. That had always made her wonder if maybe Zack didn’t have a little Ancient in his background somewhere, or if he was just naturally receptive.
She would bet on the latter. Zack was just like that. Always good with people and had the kindest, most caring heart she had ever known. He would do anything for those he claimed as his, and that was something she always loved about him.
And now he was hurting.
She had bolted up right in bed, panting and gasping and pressing her fingers against her eyes. That had hurt, and she didn’t know what was wrong for a few minutes. It had taken several slow, deep breaths and a long few moments of focus to calm down.
When Zack hadn’t come back from his last mission, Aeris had searched. Searched and searched and searched. She decided that he had to be near a Mako reactor, or near the North Crater, because those were the only places that could hide voices so well. The Lifestream’s own cries drowned out smaller ones.
So she had waited for him to come home, or at least make it away from the places where she couldn’t hear.
Then, one morning, as she was tending her flowers, Aeris froze, eyes going wide and blank as she reached for that frail little bit of pleasedpain. He was hurt, hurt in ways she wasn’t sure of, but he was so full of happiness that she could ignore the pain. He was happy and hurt, but he just radiated the same feel she got from chocobos that were allowed to really run.
Freedom. Wild and joyous freedom.
That was when Aeris knew he would come home to her. And bring with him a ball of pain and need that every instinct in her both was repulsed from and wanted to go to and help. A bit disconcerting, really.
When she had realized that whatever had captured Zack was still hunting him, Aeris had felt a bit of despair. Why was he being hunted? She knew he was.
It hurt, realizing that he wouldn’t be coming home right away, but it was far, far better than the night Tseng, very quietly, had told her that Zack had died. She had slapped him, and he had let her, because they both knew he was lying and that he wouldn’t tell her the truth. She knew Zack wasn’t dead. While she might not have been able to find him, she would have known if he had died.
So she had waited, and apologized to Tseng for slapping him the next time they had met. It was his job, and she would not fault him for that, not when he had been a protector of sorts at his own risk.
None of it mattered after that taste of wild freedom from Zack, though. He was free and he was moving, and that was enough for Aeris. She knew he would either come find her or contact her in some way. That was all that mattered to her.
Now this.
Tears running down her face, Aeris focused on trying to find out what had caused the reaction in her. Zack was hurt, Zack was hurt and afraid and that was so wrong to her world view. The entire time she had known Zack, she could never remember him being afraid.
He was hurt, but…. The other one with him was different now. She really couldn’t understand much about him, not with that haze around him that was something not right. Aeris had never felt anything like it before, though it reminded her of…mold, almost. Slimy, sticky mold.
The sense of a person under that ick had been dim, flickering, but now it was a steady glow, and tied tight with Zack.
She wondered if she needed a skillet to smack people with, like a stereotypical overzealous girlfriend? Well, this person was with Zack, and was projecting carewarmprotect just as hard as Zack had been projecting freedom. It was clear even through the mold, and that meant Zack might have picked up a pretty good friend. Or someone who was more than that.
Well, he’d just have to share.
Staring into the darkness, she wiped her tears dry. Nothing to do for it now. All she could do was wait, and hope she got something from them soon.
Laying back down, she closed her eyes.
“See you soon, boys,” she said softly.
Lavender: Previous Fic
Next Fic: Tears
Wordcounts:
Nov 1: 5,375
Word Fics: 1,817
November so far: 5,375
Nano: 2,710