Author: Kerfect
Email: kerfect@hotmail.com
Rating: R
Couple: C/Z
A/N: The story
is an AU. It starts off with Cloud and Zack sharing an apartment in
Midgar. Zack never died on the cliff. Some of the events that took
place will also probably be changed to fit the story...so please pretty please
don't throw stones at me.. : )
The Bone-Flower Elegy
“Not sunflowers, not
roses, gray rocks in
patterned
sand grow here.
And bloom.”
~excerpt from
‘Approximations’
by Robert Hayden
Morbid, groping
darkness. Dilated beyond belief. Sensations drifting.
Brilliant green like an explosion. Like violation. Like death.
Zack woke up in cold
sweat again. Trying to catch his breath, he grabbed the night table by
his bedside, aching to feel something sold beneath his fingertips.
Careful not to wake the sleeping form beside him, he slipped out of bed and
gingerly walked up to the window. He saw the broken and wet street
below. So far down. So far away. Leaning his forehead against
the cool sheet of glass, Zack listened to the murmur of the rain, absorbing the
night. The nothing. Calming down his racing heart.
A gentle hand slipped
around his waist. A soft kiss on his collar bone.
“Did you dream about
the before again?”
He turned away from
the soft voice, shoulders sagging, eyes still full of jagged pieces of green
ice. “Yeah…” a soft sigh. “About the before.”
“Come back to
bed. There’s still hours left until sunrise.” Beautiful, blue-rimmed eyes
gazed at him with boundless affection.
Zack’s throat closed
up. It was hard to speak. “I…I can’t, baby. I just –” shaking his
head with denial. Words thick with emotion. “Not right now.”
“Ok.” A quick peck on
the cheek. “I’ll go make us some coffee.”
“No, Cloud, you don’t
have to. Go on to bed, I’ll be ok by myself.”
“I don’t mind.
Really.” The kid sounded convincing enough. Gently rubbing Zack’s
shoulder. Pleasant. “I can’t let you stay in the dark by yourself again.”
Soft. Loving.
“Cloud, you know—”
“Yeah, Zack, I
do. Which is why I want you talk to me.” The blue gaze didn’t waver for a
moment. A shuddering pause and a quiet whisper. “You’re scaring me,
baby. Leaving in the middle of the night without saying a word.
Wondering the streets, going gods know where.” Cloud looked down, finding
the dirty carpet fascinating. Struggling with the words. “Zack…I
know I have trouble remembering some things. The really important
ones. But if it’s that, you wouldn’t just—“
Something broke in
Zack. He wrapped his arms around Cloud, clutching him as if he was about
to evaporate. “No.” Fierce. Squeezing his eyes shut.
“Don’t you think that.” Inhaling the sweet scent of sunflowers.
Lost. “Don’t you ever think that.” The world was going on without
him while he was still lost in the past. “This couldn’t have been easy for
you. I’m really sorry for that.” The voice unsteady. On the
verge of tears.
“Zack, whatever
happened, I wish you’d tell me. I know it’s hard, but you’ve got to talk
to me.”
Desperation evident
in the voice. “You don’t understand, Cloud.”
“So make me.”
He sounded determent and frightened. Like a kid opening the door to a
dark basement. “I feel like I’m loosing you.”
Cloud looked solemn
and worried. His blue eyes filled with chilling puzzlement. Zack
felt the tears choke him from the inside. He turned away, silently raging
inside. Remembering. Sheets of cold, green ice. A vise-like
grip, killing him from the inside. Choking him, drowning him in his own fears.
Zack snapped out of it. How ironic, he thought, one of them unable to
remember his past, the other is trapped in it, doomed to relive it forever.
Feeling the fine tremble in his hands, he slid them around himself.
“I gotta—”
“Do not say leave.
Don’t you dare say leave.”
Gotta get out of
here. Can’t be here with you. You’re…you’re you. And I’m…I’m
polluted. The rattling, the screeching in his head. Wanting to
scratch his ears out, just so he won’t hear it. Gotta get control.
Concentrate Zack!
Dragging himself from
the edge of the abyss. Finding strength in those infinite eyes.
Swallowing hard. He asked. “What is the first thing you remember?”
Cloud regarded him
with caution. “Us on the cliff. Coming to Midgar. You know that. I
told you that thousands of times.”
Zack nodded. “I know,
just making sure.” He sighed again, looking around the crammed room, he
spotted his discarded pants and pulled them on. “Come on, lets get
dressed. We have quite a walk in front of us.”
Cloud reached out and
touched his arm. Eyes almost pleading. “Zack, what is all this?”
“You wanted to know,
Cloud. Well…this is the only way I can tell you.” He paused for a
moment. “The only way I know how.”
~*~
The mountain range
was steep and went on for miles, circling the city of Midgar in it’s vast
grip. Zack climbed the impossible crag, pebbles tumbling from beneath his
feet. The loose, clay dirt slipped between his fingers. He looked
over his sholder to see if Cloud needed help.
“How’re you doing?”
he said, gripping a branch of an old dead tree, trying to hang on.
“I’ll be ok,” he
heard from a few feet below him. “Do we have a long way to go?”
“Nope, just up to
that big rock.” He saw Cloud pull himself up, gripping the same branch.
“Don’t tell me you go
here every night,” he said, panting, trying to catch his breath.
When Zack didn’t
answer, Cloud continued just to break the uncomfortable silence.
“Why here?” he asked
as he continued to scale a virtuly vertical wall. “There are
thousands of places to go to forget things, why go to the middle of nowhere in
the middle of the night?”
He clutched harder at
the rocks, climbing inch by painful inch up the mountain side.
Suddenly the rocks beneath his feel fell away and Cloud realized that if he’d
let go, there’d be nothing else but a painful death. But before he even
had a chanse to fall, Zack caught him. Holding him aroudnd the waist, he
dragged Cloud over the edge of the clif.
The air was crisp and
cool as Zack replied, “I don’t go here to forget, Cloud, I go here to
remember.”