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 I'm no good with punctuation, but I try.
So tell me your thoughts.
It was good but when people, who are close and comfortable with each other, converse they don't use each other's names that much. If they didn't do that, it makes the dialouge sound more real and comfortable. Over all, for your second fan story, that is good.
Damn, knew I got something wrong.
But thanks. :D
Edit:
My God, I finally updated it *dies*. Anyway, enjoy!
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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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Chapter 2, The Cry of a woman.
The wind blowing through his hair, Cloud felt bad that he had sort of lied to Aerith, he wasn't going "home" to Tifa just yet, he needed to see someone first. It took him just over twenty minutes to reach his destination, but when he finally got there he felt nervous. It had been over 5 months since he had seen Aerith's adoptive mother. He raised his fist to knock on the door, but before he could he heard a movement behind the door, and it swung open.
The figure jumped back from the door when they saw Cloud on the other side."Get away from....Cloud?" Elmyra Gainsbrourgh put her hand over her heart, and she breathed deeply. "Don't do that, please. I haven't been the same since....." She trailed off, and tears filled her eyes.
"Mrs Gainsbrourgh, may I come in?" Cloud asked, feeling sad that Elmyra looked like she was about to cry.
"It's Elymra, Cloud, and please do." She stepped backwards to allow Cloud entry, and started to busy herself with the kettle.
Closing the door behind him, Cloud looked around the room. It looked exactly like it had been since he lasted visited, a few weeks after the Omega crisis. Elmyra had been looking ill, but now she seemed better. He remembered when he had been the first time, with Aerith. He recalled how Elmyra had looked at Cloud, as if analyzing him. And now, it seemed Elmyra approved of Cloud, as much as she could since he had seen her die, yet did nothing about it, in Cloud's opinion at least.
"How long has it been now since you last visited, hmm?" She looked around at him, and tilted her head, just like Aerith used to do.
"Awhile, I've been busy with the delivery service." he replied, sitting himself down while Elmyra put a cup of tea in front of him, and sat down herself. "Sorry, you must be lonely." he looked down, ashamed that he left this poor woman alone for so long, to let her cope by herself, after.....
"It's alright, she visits me in my dreams." Elmyra said simply, "I do miss her though, its not the same without her there beside you." she sighed deeply, and looked up at the ceiling.
"Elmyra, I never told you this, but I think you have a right to know." Cloud looked away from her, scared about what might happen.
"And what might that be?" She got up again, and put away some cups that it looked like she had washed before Cloud had come into the house.
He breathed deeply, and said slowly, "The night before....before She died, Aerith told me where she was going in my dream." He stopped, waiting for a response.
"And? What did she say?" Elmyra was still putting away the cups in the cupboard above her, but her hand had started to shake.
"She.... told me she would come back when it was all over. But...." Just then, Elmyra had dropped the cups with a shattering crash. She turned around slowly, allowing her tears to flow freely.
"Did....did she promise that?" When Cloud nodded his head slowly, Elmyra fell to her knees, sobbing her heart out. Cloud immediately rushed to her side, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Elmyra? Don't cry, please." Elmyra shook her head slowly, and got up, whilst shaking very badly, leaning on Cloud for support.
"She...she would never break a promise, ever. Aerith told me that, she swore it on the planet's life!" She cried. "Why won't she come back Cloud? Why!" She rested her head on Cloud's chest, while crying and muttering her adoptive daughter's name.
"I...I don't know, maybe she can't." Cloud felt his own tears welling up inside of him, he was never meant to cry, but he couldn't help it, especially if Aerith's mother was sobbing into his cheat, making his turtleneck wet with her tears, and holding onto him as if for dear life. He wrapped his own arms around her, and closed his eyes. A single tear fell down his face.
After a few minutes, Elmyra had stopped crying, and was wiping her eyes. "She'll come back, we just have to have hope, right?" she looked into Cloud's eyes, and smiled when he nodded. "I am sorry, your turtleneck..." She said, pointing at the wet patch on his top.
"Don't worry about it, I'll help you clear up the broken cups, Tifa will have a fit if I'm any later. Elmyra gave a watery chuckle, and turned around to get a brush to clean up the mess.
About two minutes later, having cleared up the shattered cups, Elmyra was seeing Cloud to the door. "I'll come back more often, Elmyra. I'm sorry for not visiting you for so long."
She smiled and shook her head. "No need to be, you've got your job after all." Cloud got on Fenrir, and turned the engine on. He turned back around and smiled at Elmyra, then rode away.
She looked at his fast fading figure, then looked up at the sky. There was then a faint breeze, and Elmyra could have sworn she had heard a voice being carried on the wind.
The Cry of a woman...
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I was listening to ICARO piano arrangement from Shadow Hearts 2 while typing this chapter, and I think it's a very sad song. So if this chapter was sad to you, that would be the reason why, plus I feel like crap right now, excuse my language. But your views, please.
this is great keep going :D :gift: :cloud: