Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Because of a Garden and a Twilight Walk ❯ Grumblings, Loners, and Roses ( Chapter 5 )

Author's notes: Well...erm...I apologize for my very rude abrupt stop in writing. Eh, well, what can one do? Sometimes things come up. It's really short, but i'm having trouble getting back into the fanfiction world, still.

I'm working hard, and bringing things out in short bits as I work on them. I hope I can get back on track.

For anyone who thinks Aeris is unnecessarily weak...since she doesn't have the Planet comforting her, what else will she use? Sympathy is something she affectively used to stand up and face things, if that makes sense. She wasn't calculating or cruel (probably), but she did need to feel cared for by others. At least someone. And she had the Planet to comfort her.

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"Maybe I was dreaming of a garden growing far below..." - The Secret Garden musical...

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"Please tell me i'm not insane, Rufus," Aeris looked to the young boy with a lost expression.

The blonde boy patted her head awkwardly, as if their ages had been switched. His blue eyes flickered with uncertainty. "You're not insane. You've been given a jolt because of a sudden rush of memories from...before this." Rufus gestured to himself, Aeris, and the garden around them.

"Why don't we hate each other?" Aeris asked him in her confusion. She was still trying to find her balance from the memory event. Rufus raised an eyebrow at her, looking, as usual, unnaturally mature for his age. "True...never mind. We've spent time like this together, without all of those circumstances. I'm glad. It shows you really are a good person...and you just did what you knew." The boy looked uncomfortable, and his gaze lowered to his feet.

Without warning, his face then turned cold, and he eyed her. "Or maybe you're too naive to learn from your mistakes. Maybe, just maybe, fear from the past is a good point made. I am still Rufus Shinra, the fallen president of Shin-Ra who loathes AVALANCHE, misses his specialized team of idiots...and I do not forgive you," he spat out. He crossed his arms and looked at her in a superior way, managing to be surprisingly effective in it despite his current physical stage. He smirked at her, turned, and began to walk away. "No, I don't forgive your innocence at all."

And as he turned the corner and left Aeris' field of vision, he sighed. He was cruel by nature, whether he liked the flower girl or not. He said what he pleased, resorting to whatever was necessary to swing power in his favor. Especially when he felt uncomfortable. Especially when he felt like he was the one who was losing power.

Idiot. Stupid, innocent idiot. Tending to her garden hours before the sun even rose...

Didn't she realize he couldn't help her?