By Your Pain: Midmovement
Title: Midmovement
Arc: By Your Pain
Fandom: FF7
Words: 555
Notes: It lives! Yes. Yes it lives. And I skipped um, a decade. Previous parts found by following the tags.
"You shouldn't do things like that you know." The words were quiet, a young voice from a young girl who seemed to know far too many things.
Turning his head, he arched an eyebrow at her, his hand moving to rest over hers where she'd draped herself on his back upon sitting. "I know my limits."
"So do I. And I know more than your limits, just like you don't." She flashed him a grin, and then turned her head to blow at his bangs. "You'd be cuter if you grew this stuff out."
"And what need do I have for being cute?" He dragged her around his side and into his lap so he could go nose to nose with her. She was only ten, but it didn't make her any less obscure when she wanted to be.
"You're seventeen. Sure, there's dad, but there's no way he's going to give me a little sister, he doesn’t even know the meaning of the word girlfriend." She rolled her eyes, hooking her arms around his neck again on a wide grin. "So that just leaves you! And as pretty as you are, you need something to get you more veering into cute or something, cause this ruff tough stuff just isn't working on the girls in home base."
He shook his head on a tisk. "And the fact you're attached to me nigh permanently has nothing to do with it?"
She drew up, green meeting green as her grin turned into a giggle. "Not even a little bit! That just means I keep off the girls who just want you for the fame. Well, and I have to make sure they don’t just want you for your looks, obviously."
"As being a renowned killer has so much going for it, then again, considering the girls in question... Of course, if you want to keep them off my beauteous countenance, then why did you start in on my hair?"
She paused, then just gave a lock a tug. "Because it would be nice Sephiroth. Besides, you'd look really good with a nice braid."
He just shook his head and straightened up, removing her from his lap so he could get to his feet. "You're insufferable Aeris."
She was only a beat behind him in actions, taking his hand and leaning up against his side as she peered up at him, her own braid whipping around with her energetic movements. "But you love me, don't you brother?"
"Yes, yes. I'm going to see if father got anything in from the last few runners now, if you'd be so kind as to let go…?" He shook his hand pointedly.
"You'll tell me before we go out, right?"
"Of course I will."
"Are you going to think about the hair too?"
He sighed and gave her a fondly exasperated look. "Yes Aeris."
"Perfect! I have something to show you later! Don't tell dad, okay? I want it to be a surprise."
He just shook his head as he looked after the child and shook his head. "I'll be sure to do that."
From there he went to see if all the ninja had returned this time. The last time they'd tried it, they'd been careless and had lost one to the Shinra soldiers. Hopefully it wouldn't become a trend.
Arc: By Your Pain
Fandom: FF7
Words: 555
Notes: It lives! Yes. Yes it lives. And I skipped um, a decade. Previous parts found by following the tags.
"You shouldn't do things like that you know." The words were quiet, a young voice from a young girl who seemed to know far too many things.
Turning his head, he arched an eyebrow at her, his hand moving to rest over hers where she'd draped herself on his back upon sitting. "I know my limits."
"So do I. And I know more than your limits, just like you don't." She flashed him a grin, and then turned her head to blow at his bangs. "You'd be cuter if you grew this stuff out."
"And what need do I have for being cute?" He dragged her around his side and into his lap so he could go nose to nose with her. She was only ten, but it didn't make her any less obscure when she wanted to be.
"You're seventeen. Sure, there's dad, but there's no way he's going to give me a little sister, he doesn’t even know the meaning of the word girlfriend." She rolled her eyes, hooking her arms around his neck again on a wide grin. "So that just leaves you! And as pretty as you are, you need something to get you more veering into cute or something, cause this ruff tough stuff just isn't working on the girls in home base."
He shook his head on a tisk. "And the fact you're attached to me nigh permanently has nothing to do with it?"
She drew up, green meeting green as her grin turned into a giggle. "Not even a little bit! That just means I keep off the girls who just want you for the fame. Well, and I have to make sure they don’t just want you for your looks, obviously."
"As being a renowned killer has so much going for it, then again, considering the girls in question... Of course, if you want to keep them off my beauteous countenance, then why did you start in on my hair?"
She paused, then just gave a lock a tug. "Because it would be nice Sephiroth. Besides, you'd look really good with a nice braid."
He just shook his head and straightened up, removing her from his lap so he could get to his feet. "You're insufferable Aeris."
She was only a beat behind him in actions, taking his hand and leaning up against his side as she peered up at him, her own braid whipping around with her energetic movements. "But you love me, don't you brother?"
"Yes, yes. I'm going to see if father got anything in from the last few runners now, if you'd be so kind as to let go…?" He shook his hand pointedly.
"You'll tell me before we go out, right?"
"Of course I will."
"Are you going to think about the hair too?"
He sighed and gave her a fondly exasperated look. "Yes Aeris."
"Perfect! I have something to show you later! Don't tell dad, okay? I want it to be a surprise."
He just shook his head as he looked after the child and shook his head. "I'll be sure to do that."
From there he went to see if all the ninja had returned this time. The last time they'd tried it, they'd been careless and had lost one to the Shinra soldiers. Hopefully it wouldn't become a trend.