Sora's Darkness

He giggles then pulls his cheek.
"She adores her father, her only parent, so much she wants to be like him and love him."

 

He put the picture in a pocket on the inside of his trenchcoat and poked his forehead.

 

He yanks his ear.
"She listens to his stories with admiration. What's even better, she admires his wings that reminds her of an angel. Not perfect, but still one."

 

He opened his darkness pocket and brought out a bottle of temporary silver hair dye. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

 

"He'll hate it but I'm ready." He said, smirking.
She reaches out her hand to Cloud. "Snap out of it, stupid blonde."
He snaps out of his trance then lies down, drained.

 

He opened the bottle and poured some onto Cloud's hair then started spreading it around his hair.

 

"Sephiroth, sweetie, if you are going to do this, do it when he's watching it."

 

"Let's leave it a surprise for when he wakes up."

 

She nods her head in agreement then looks around her room. "Where's the other one?"
"He's with duke of Costa del Sol." "I just thought of it in short notice."
She smiles.

 

"He's still laughing about grandma and grandpa." He closed the cap on the bottle once the blond spikes were completely silver and put it back in his dark pocket.

 

She turns her head to an invisible person then beams. "I wanna see them!" She cries as she hugs her lover, nothing appear on his skin.
He sits up sluggishly. "What happened?" He asks as he runs his hand through his hair then notices it feels slightly stiff then looks down at his hand.

 

He gave Cloud a hand mirror then showed Luana the picture of Jenova's parents hugging her.

 

She tilts her head into his chest with her arms wrapped around his neck. "Jenova almost looks like she smiling. Poor her."
"Sephiroth!" He seethed.

 

"She was actually baring her teeth at us for laughing." He turned his head to Cloud. "What?"

 

She looks like she's pouting then whirls her head then looks down at him. "What do you want, stupid blonde."
He looks up at the two of them then looks away. "Can I wash this out now?"

 

"Why have the fun stop now?"

 

"Wear it for twenty-four hours."
"Alright..."
"Honey, what would you like him to address me as, hm?"

 

"You choose, darling."

 

"How about Mistress Luana?" She suggested. "Do you like that?"

 

"Everything you suggest sounds lovely."