Confessions of a Hero
 

Cloud's beautiful blue eyes water as he falls slowly down the wall he is leaning on.

"Why does it have to be this hard? I love him so much, but can't even let it be shown. WHY CAN'T IT BE EASIER?", he cries.

The tears stream down his face as he sobs in the fairly dark room. Light footsteps and the sound of armor softly colliding together can be heard from a dark corner in the room where Cloud is.

Cloud stops sobbing and tries very hard to listen to who is in his room. Then, pure silence. Whoever it was has now stopped moving all together. Then a soft, low voice lightly speaks. "Stop crying Cloud. It saddens me to see you cry. Is it me you are in love with?", Sephiroth asks. He slowly moves into a lighter area where his gorgeous silver hair can be seen.

((Hope this is ok. Wasn't sure how to start ^^'))

The silver haired man had heard the cries from the hallway. The long silver locks moved in accordance to the man’s body.

He followed the cries, only to hear a male’s voice as he approached his destination. The voice was all too familiar. He could recognize that beautiful voice from miles away. His dear beloved Cloud.

Arriving at the destined area, he slowly entered the darkened room. His footsteps were slow, solid, yet light. His armor could be heard, which didn’t make him the most discrete of people. This was probably one of the many reasons Sephiroth wasn’t one to do sneak attacks. He liked to face people head on. It exhilarated him.

Light green-gray eyes scanned the dark room in search of the voice. Stopping in his tracks, dead silence filled the room. A rather small, yet sadistic smile grew on the long haired one’s face. He wasn’t trying to be sadistic; it was just his usual smile, he couldn’t help it. His voice was subtle, soft. “Stop crying Cloud. T saddens me to see you cry. Is it me you are in love with?” And with that, the pale man moved to a lighted area of the room. His long silver locks were now visible, his light orbs staring directly toward the blonde as he awaited his answer.

((You did a fantastic job hehehe ^^; ))

Cloud's sobbing starts to become a faint whimper as he stares at Sephiroth's half shadowed figure across the room. His wide eyes shimmer in the small amount of light that is reflecting off his eyes. "I.... I don't... understand..." Cloud mumbles, as small, reflective drops of tears run out of each eye.

"It's so unfair... you're so..." He pauses for a short while, and then looks down at the floor to the right of him.

He then quickly brings his hands up to his face as his head falls downward so his hands meet with his teared-filled face. Cloud's sobbing gets a little louder, but he tries very hard to muffle the sound with his hands. Although failing to do so, he feels slightly less alone, and a little better inside as he knows that his lover is standing close by.

Only if their love was a fair looking relationship within the eyes of surrounding peers and mentors. No one would ever believe them if they knew they were together, let alone accept the fact. And even then, Cloud is so unsure if his lovers feelings are the same as his, hence his crying in the dark while sitting on the floor.

In between sobs Cloud makes out some muffled words that are barely audible "Do you... love me?" He hopes Sephiroth could hear them, but prays that he isn't even there seeing him in such a somber-emotional position.