KINGDOM HEARTS+FINAL FANTASY VII | keep it in the family {axel/kairi, zack/tifa}

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TITLE. keep it in the family.
FANDOMS. Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy VII.
PAIRINGS. Axel/Kairi, Zack/Tifa.
PROMPT. "holy crap, our kids are dating!" -- sylver_eyes
RATING. T.
NOTES. I AM SORRY FOR ALL THE SPAM. but, whoo! request done.

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[sylver_eyes]

It was the first time that he had ever fallen in love.
It was under the stars, like the cliché in books and movies. They were holding hands, pointing out constellations to each other, and sometimes falling silent and relishing in the feeling of soft grass under their backs, tickling their skin and raising goose bumps on the exposed flesh.
She smiled at him and his insides curled up disobediently.
If his other friends caught him like this, they would have been shocked at the intimacy that he was allowing her, when he shirked away from it in every other aspect of his life. In truth, he was a little taken aback at the closeness, but it was hard to ignore Tifa when she pushed her way into everything, including his personal space.
His heart is already doing a thump-de-thump at her proximity, but when she rolls over, practically on top of him, and kisses him full on the lips, and although it’s merely a light peck, it goes into overtime, and he’s sure that she can hear it.
He’s gone the moment he opens his eyes again and meets hers. Over the ravine and plummeting, and he finds that he’s liking the sensation of soaring.
He isn’t prepared for the day she dies.
---
He’s cocky, arrogant, and he knows it; it’s all part of his carefully cultivated appearance. He runs his fingers through his blonde hair and walks casually, carefully, because it’s all planned. He knows the looks that he’ll get in the street, in this bar, in that one.
He knows exactly what to expect and where it’s coming from because that’s how he’s taught himself to be. And maybe the glint of a pair of glasses catches him off guard, maybe auburn hair makes his take a second glance, but he doesn’t let it show. He never does.
“Hello,” she says to him in the street as she passes in the opposite direction, and he tells himself that it’s nothing, that it’s merely an informal greeting to someone on the sidewalk, and yet he still turns around and walks backwards so that the shine of her hair doesn’t leave his vision.
As if on cue, she also spins on her heel and looks at him, giving him a slight smile and his breath catches for just that one instant as her eyes meet his and his brain maybe says something small and insignificant and adrenaline rushes through his body because that look is something that he knows and he knows what comes next-
When she turns back around to continue walking, his heart lurches before it happens, and her fall to the ground is gracefully, her red hair glimmering in the light that can’t seem to show her off at a bad angle. It’s too slow to him, and the screams of the people around come far too late in his mind.
Her glasses shatter on the pavement.
---
“Oh Princess,” he whispers, and he can see the giggle before it emerges on her rosy lips. It makes him grin widely, hugely, because for some reason third time’s a charm, although Zidane really doesn’t know why that would be an issue here-
“Princess…” she sighs, and he knows that, no matter what ever happens, she’ll always be his princess. He shudders that he would ever need to think that thought; he didn’t like to let too many negative thoughts cross his consciousness, or it would affect his attitude.
It’s funny that with her he worries about ambassadors and warring nations and assassins and even competing suitors when her downfall if located right outside the window of her bedroom.
He’s padding away in the dark, even though the need for silence has long passed, when he hears the short shriek cut off so suddenly, too suddenly, and he whips around to see her limp on the hard ground, not moving, not making a sound, but definitely bleeding.
He finds himself sobbing and running and his lungs are tearing and begging for air but he refuses to stop because this was not supposed to happen, because this was supposed to be the lucky time, because he doesn’t understand what’s going on or even his own thoughts.
He feels like his faith has been destroyed.
---
He is resigned to their fate before it happens, even if he outwardly tells himself that he isn’t, tells other people that he isn’t, because people like Yuna, people like Rikku, they aren’t allowed to give up on that sort of blind hope that keeps them all going.