Beautiful Scandal

Chapter 1
never be the same.

Twilight cascaded my surroundings, I was in a beautiful village with trees that had… purple apples? The sunlight is so bright that I have to squint at the sky. Faraway I am able to hear kids playing; I go in the direction of the noise and see two kids playing with wooden swords. One of them is dark haired, the other one has auburn hair. I gaze at the kids, and then one of the wooden swords nearly hits me. It sways my hip and buries itself beside me and I can see the auburn haired kid kick a stone. The stone flies and then lands on the ground.

"Angeal you cheated" pouts the auburn haired boy. The other boy crosses his arms and tilts his head. I can hear a soft "nuh-uh" it's unaudible more like a soft sigh but I can still see the words leave his lightly pink lips. He frowns at the pouting boy, and it's just silence.. it's like the picture has been frozen. Nothing moves, nobody moves. I can't hear the birds sing, I can't hear laughter, my vision gets blurry and it feels as If I am going to faint. Heaven is no longer blue, it's like a fuzzy shade of grey and it is as if I get sucked out of my surroundings. My breathing gets labored, I can't breathe anymore. It's a knot in my chest, or rather in my lungs. I stagger two steps backwards, trying to get a hold of myself. Far, far away I can hear the sound of a bell chirming, I am not sure if there are any church buildings nearby or whatever. The bell goes faster, and faster and faster.

Slowly, my surroundings start to move again. My heart is racing faster than a racing horse running for the win. And I can finally breathe again, I see the auburn haired kick has tackled the kid he called Angeal. He lies on top of him at the ground screaming his lungs out at him. A woman comes rushing out of the house, she grabs the auburn haired kid by his arm and makes eye contact with him. I can see that the auburn kid is clearly not happy with his mother, or sister or whatever making a scene in public. Several of the people passing are turning on their heels, turning their head and I can see it in their eyes, they seem worried. Although, the scene has already been made though, it happened when the kid tackled Angeal.

"Genesis! I told you to be careful and insisted that you should not play with those swords! You could get injured! Quit behaving like a normal child and go to your room and study! I will not accept this behavior anymore" 'wow…' I think as I tilt my head, this is quite surreal as nobody has spotted me, yet. 'that woman seems posh and she surely knows how to throw a tantrum, poor kid though' I bite my lower lip and gaze at the sky. I can see a gracious man coming out of the same building as the woman; he looks at Genesis with eyes that glow of hate. He passes right beside me but doesn't look at me… I close my eyes for a second, then.

"NOOOOOO"
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"Nooooo!" and I am jolted awake by Cloud's yell after he has dropped the dishes again. I rub my forehead and try to make my way out of bed without falling face down… 'what on earth was that weird dream about? Some kids I have never seen before?' I rub my forehead in a circular motion and see that Cloud is doing his best at clearing up the broken dishes. I cross my arms as I turn around the corner and spot Cloud on his knees trying his best to clearing it up.
"Again" I mutter as I bend down to pick up the largest pieces and then I walk towards the trash can. "If this keeps happening, we won't have dishes anymore" I chirp and I see him look at me in disgust for a moment.
"How's that headache of yours now?" should I tell him about my dream? I mean it is unknown people to me, never met them in person or heard of them before. I nod my head, and give him a reassuring gaze. The headache is gone, now I am only left with a bunch of questions.
"I might go upside and make a phone call, I will be right back" I smile and make my way towards our office. I pick up the telephone and call a dear friend of me.
it takes ages before she answers, and I sigh as I gaze outside, no signs of the sun today either. Just a ugly grey sky that I could do better without. I haven't seen sunlight for days, and now I dream about it. I really need to get a grip of myself.

She finally answers my call and I can hear her yawn three times.
"Hi, Yuffie… can you meet me in sector 7? I need to tell you something.." Yuffie is the only person at the moment that I confess the weird shit to. Recently, a lot of weird things has happened, and it is things that if people I didn't trust heard it, they would accuse me of being insane.
"Sure cakes, let me get dressed and I will meet you there in 15 minutes" she answers in her light, happy tone.
Yuffie has, to be quite honest been my therapist lately. I haven't really had any dreams recently. Not as I can remember, but this one burned itself into my mind.
I locked up 7th Heaven, turned and I said a small prayer inside myself that Yuffie wouldn't fall asleep in her breakfast again.
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He soared across the sky like the bravest bird, gritted his teeth as his dark wing failed to keep him up in the air. Still he strived to get to a good place to land where nobody would spot him.
"Dammit" he breathed as his wing failed and he nearly fell face down. He huffed and puffed as he gave his best efforts to stay in the air. If only his leather jacket wasn't so heavy and pulled him down, but he couldn't strip in the middle of nowhere. He had a mantra that he kept saying over and over again inside himself.
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Authors note:
Well, since I am a university student now I am not sure whether or not I will be able to update this fiction often. I have been away for quite some time, and decided to delete my other fictions and start over since I don't like them… I want a fresh start. I wrote most of them when I was 14-15 years old. Being 21 years old now I see them in a different light. I am sorry, if you guys liked them… but I have figured that I will not write anymore chapters there soo.. a fresh start. ..

or wait.. I will keep those that I am happy with J