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You know, I'm really glad you're waiting a few months before you get me into the dating scene because I gotta say, as I am now? I'm not up for it.

Sure, I'll wink and smile and play it up, but that's just me. It doesn't mean too much, it's the usual flirty ole me, you know? If I don't, it'd be obvious, and I don't need Angeal asking me if I'm okay all the time. He's got enough to deal with. But the longer I'm there, the longer I think about it and the more you learn director? I think it's becoming more clear that I'm not ready for that. Every time I even think about her, there is always that question of why didn't I call her? Sure, I was on the run, but hell, I already knew the Turks were on my trail. It wouldn't have hurt me much. Just one little phone call. Cissnei was on my side...I could have...I should have.

I know I shouldn't sit around, crying over all those past mistakes. That's not like me, but damn is it hard not to. I got over some of it, but this seems to be the hardest. Or one of them.

Just, promise me I won't go on the network talking about her like that. It's not that I'm embarrassed...just, ashamed. I made her my goal when I should have made her first priority instead. And I have this sinking feeling that I'm never going to get over it. Maybe, come December or January...if she doesn't show up?

I can take his hand and we can walk that road to recovery together. Maybe.

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I guess that's true...but at the same time, I feel guilty about it. [He also feels downright stupid for just heading to Midgar in the first place. Why would he try to run from ShinRa by going towards their base?

And there was the whole, Aerith was being monitered thing too. But, he hadn't really thought about that. Apparently he hadn't thought about a lot of things.] You take this time to narrow down your list of wishes, you write all those letters. and I only get to read the last one...now if that isn't a bummer, I don't know what is.

[He makes a face, obviously not pleased with his last days of decision making skills.] It would have been nice to hear your voice though, after all that time. Even if it was just to have you tell me to give them hell.

Ah-ah-ah, no you don't! [Leans forward, one hand on her hips, and waggles a finger admonishingly in his face.]

[Okay, that's pretty damn cute. He might forgive her for telling him no. Even if it was in his best interest.]

Okay, okay. I'll forget about it, sometime. But right now I'd rather have a hug. It might boost my enthusiasm for forgetting the bad stuff, huh?

I want to see a smile from you first! [Pleased Aerith is pleased! She leans forward and pokes at the corners of his mouth, trying to push them up into a smile.]

I absolutely refuse to have a pouty Zack on my watch. Sad Zacks should be a crime.

[There is absolutely no way he can keep anything but a smile on his face when she's got her fingers pressing against his lips like that. He laughs, pulling back just a little so that she can see the full affect of her teasing, before he arms come around her to scoop her up.

He's careful to not squeeze too tightly, but he does lift her off the ground just a little and holds her close before setting her down again gently.]

There we go. I needed one of those.

[She laughs with him and flings her arms around him in return, hugging back as tightly as she can. She's...a little lighter than normal, almost a little insubstantial, but she holds herself as solid as she can for this.]

That's better! Sad Zacks are like sad puppies: all big eyes and wet noses, and no one wants that. Least of all me.

[Aerith rests her head on his chest for a moment, eyes closing, still smiling.] I'm serious, though. I want you to be happy, Zack. No matter what. That's another one of my wishes. Maybe my most important one, now.

[It comes as a little surprise, but he keeps a good hold of her regardless, his arms still around her waist comfortably, and loose enough that she can move if she'd like. He wants to hold her close, and can't help but smile fondly as she leans against him, but he'd rather not trap her in either. She's got all the freedom in gaia to move as she'd like.]

Here we go with the puppy analogies. I think I could do with out, but if you think so, i'll let it slide. [He does think that you spoil him though, lifting a hand from around her to smooth down her hair.]

Man, does it suck that I couldn't get back to Midgar... [Excuse him as his mind goes on to think about living out and away from people with a cute little brown-haired wife and some kids.] That would have made me real happy.

[Pulls back just a little - not out of his hold! - to give him a cautionary look.] No pouting, remember? You're not allowed to. Sad things have happened, yes. But they're over and done with now. Grieve, and move on.

[Huffs a laugh, grinning up at him.] Really, between you and Cloud I've got more than enough emo men surrounding me! Stop it, silly.

Hey, how do you know what I'm thinking about? [His grin is still in place, playing with her long bangs and curling some honey-brown strands around a finger.]

I might just be thinking about how nice it is to see you again. I could start naming off my favorite features if you really want me to. Or you know, you could start with mine.

You got a crease right there. [Reaches up and pokes him right between the eyebrows, then tugs at his bangs gently in retaliation.]

Though I certainly wouldn't say no to flattery of your caliber! [She's grinning up at him all proud of herself.]

Well fine, if you want to nit-pick everything. I think my face is beautiful just the way it is. [He's going to try his best not to laugh as he lets go of her hair and takes a little step back, putting a hand to his chin and Hmming aloud for effect.]

Well, let's see here. Those green eyes are pretty stunning. But then again, you could probably beat Sephiroth out for a shampoo commercial.

[Giggles and shoves at his shoulder for that.] A shampoo commercial, really? Though I suppose that I should feel honored that you think I can go up against those fantastically flowing locks.

Don't tell him I said that, I like to pseudo-live a little longer. [He let's her shove him, moving back in place before he gives her one more good look over.]

But if you would rather, the cutest thing pushing a cart down the streets of the slums I have ever seen.

Oh, and just how many cute things have you been looking at in the slums, hm? [Arches an eyebrow, grinning teasingly at him.] Should I be worried?

Just the one, but damn was she cute.

Well, I'll just have you know that there's a particularly handsome SOLDIER that I happen to have been eying as well, so you might not want to let your eye go wandering to anyone else!

Oh, I'll be sure to keep my eyes where they belong. On my cute little flower wagon girl.

Good to hear! [Grins, then tilts her head thoughtfully before giving him an admonishing look, pointing at him.] Or, which was the whole point of this conversation, if your cute little flower wagon girl doesn't show up, you might want to look around again so that your cute little flower wagon girl doesn't get sad thinking about you being all mopey.

[Look! Back on topic! She's sneaky like that.]

[Oh damn. How do you do that Aerith?

He thinks you cheat sometimes.] Yes, Ma'am! Gotta look my best for her.

[Are you kidding? She cheats all the time. Pretty shamelessly, too.]

That's the attitude!

[And then she's stepping right up close into Zack's personal space, reaching up to put her hands on his cheeks, staring up into his eyes. It's mysterious and enigmatic Cetra time!]

No one will ever blame you for finding happiness. If an Aerith ever tries to, then she's not very nice and you should point me at her. [A firm nod, and then her gaze softens.] And you did call me, you know. Every minute of every hour of every day. Right here. [She taps his chest over his heart, and then taps hers as well.] And I did hear you.

[OH NO! He's been disillusioned forever! Why would you do th- okay, he knew. But. He's just being nice and not mentioning it.

The closeness he likes though, not minding the different atmosphere and he lets himself close his eyes, leaning into the touch.] I dunno. Even if she does blame me, I'd be worried for her safety. Unless there is some wrestling involved. I might not be able to keep my mouth shut.

[But then she's being serious, and cute and he stops with the jokes and just listens, which is very rare, but possible, and he smiles, pulling her close for a hug again.] My heart-phone's got your number on speed dial.

[She does have a reputation as a sweet and innocent angel to maintain, so she's always thankful when no one punctures the illusion. It makes it more fun when people play along.

Also, no naked mudwrestling Aeriths for you. Well, maybe. There'd have to be bribes.

But she's still being serious here, so she's not going to mention that part yet.]

That's right. Around the Planet, through the Lifestream, across life and death itself, no matter what. Speed-dial. So now you don't have an excuse to angst about not calling me, or about being happy. You hear me?

[Hey, he's only human and he knew you had a price, Aerith. Maybe one of these days he can see some of that mudwrestling action. Except he is totally not going to ask for it because hot damn would that be as embarrassing as it would be awesome to see.]

Yes ma'am. No excuses. Except, you know, being human. I'll try and keep it memorized though. Just, have to get that down on my mental note pad, sweet heart.

I suppose that'll have to do for now. [She's got a fond, indulgent tone going now, and then she taps his chest again.] And if you ever forget, you've still got that heart-phone to remind you!

My heart-phone. Got it.

[He grins and catches her hand, holding it close to his chest, above his heart.] So, is this heart phone just one way? Or can you send me little messages too? Cause I kinda like the sound of that.

/totally just moved a friend into her apartment so SORRY FOR THE DELAY

RL > RP any time, don't worry!

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*SPORFLING FOREVER*

Ohhh I love playing him off an Aerith. He gets so silly.

See your icon for her reaction, because that is beautifully appropriate

one of my favorite icons for a reason xD

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*makes a wounded noise at that last line*

c: Zack is the sweetest.

He really is, too. Also, I might need to steal some of your icons. >.>

Go ahead xD I didn't do much to edit the ones I actually did make, which isn't a lot.

SPORFLING FOREVER

makes a wounded noise at that last line