Cold as ice.

For some reason, those three words suddenly seep into my mind. Why? What's cold as ice? What is my crazy mind up to now?

My eyes slowly open to the feeling of a gentle hand being placed on my leg. As soon as my vision clears, I almost jump out of my skin, not expecting to see Lightning staring down at me with her worried eyes. Leaning my head back, I exhale a sigh of relief, blushing ever so slightly from my embarrassing yelp. Lightning moves her hand up to my face, only to touch my pink cheek.

"Didn't mean to scare you, Yazoo. I just wanted to tell you that dinner will be ready in a moment," Lightning finally speaks, in her usual quiet, but feminine voice.

I only nod in response, still replaying the dream I had inside my mind. "Who's cooking tonight?" I inquire, sitting up from laying down for so long.

"Apparently, Loz is on dinner," Lightning answers, pulling me up off the couch with her strong arms. Now that I get a better look at her from head to toe, I notice that Light is now wearing her usual lounge wear; a black, loose tank top with long, white pants that seem to be made of a type of silk material. I look down at the warrior's feet and notice that she's walking around barefooted. Classic Lightning.

Lightning squeezes my hand as we walk hand in hand to the kitchen. Lightning and I seem to be becoming a tad closer since Serah died... But of course, we don't really have a choice, now do we?

As we enter the kitchen, my eyes instantly lock onto my two brothers. And just like Lightning said, Loz is definitely on dinner, with brother Kadaj watching his every move. At the moment, Loz happens to be cutting some corn on the cob in half. His way of cutting it is pretty odd though... It appears that Loz is constantly slamming the vegetable knife onto the corn cob until it cuts all the way through. A loud bang echoes through the entire house as he does this. At the very last harsh cut of his vegetable knife, drops of corn juice sprinkle right onto Kadaj's face. Kadaj winces up as soon as the drops make contact with his skin.

Now Kadaj masters a fake smile. "Mm... Nothing like a little corn juice on your face. No problem!" He glares at Loz, speaking in the most sarcastic voice you could ever imagine.

Loz just simply apologizes with a 'sorry' as Kadaj suddenly glances at me, his expression softening up a bit. "Oh, Yazoo... How are you holding up?" Kadaj wipes the juices off his face.

I shrug, releasing Lightning's hand so I can lean against the kitchen counter in front of Loz. Randomly eyeing every detail of the counter, I begin to wonder if I should inform everyone of my dream... Would they believe me? Would they say I'm crazy, thinking Serah could possibly still be alive? In the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of Lightning slowly approaching Kadaj, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulls him into an embrace. Kadaj embraces her back, whispering something in the warrior's ear. Something like... I know it's hard. I can't stand to see my dear friend, Lightning Farron, so unhappy. Knowing I've got nothing to lose, I finally speak my thoughts.

"Serah may still be alive," I raise my head, mainly focusing my green eyes on Lightning.

Lightning scoffs and turns her head to look at me. "Yazoo, you know, as well as everyone else here, that Serah was officially laid to rest at Valhalla," she blandly replies, her arms still around Kadaj's neck. Kadaj keeps his hands placed on Lightning's slender waist, a slight spray of pink coating his pale cheeks from her closeness.

I exhale a short sigh. "Yes, I'm aware of that. But I feel as though Serah may be communicating to me through dreams."

Loz drops his vegetable knife on the cutting board. "Wait-- what? Serah's speaking to you in your dreams? It's just like in the movies..." Loz blurts out, his eyes being as wide as sauce pans, a slight gleam in the center of each pupil.

"Oh, give me a break..." Kadaj rolls his eyes, giving Loz the 'are you serious?' look, then giving it to me as well. "They're just dreams, Yazoo. It's probably just because you're thinking about Serah constantly."

Glaring at Kadaj, I start shaking my head slowly. "No. If you'd just let me explain..."

"There's nothing to explain, Yazoo," Lightning cuts me off, tearing up a tad as she speaks.

So much for that... Just as I predicted, no one believes what I'm saying is accurate. They must really think I'm losing my mind again. They must be thinking 'oh, let's not believe him! Yazoo's just going crazy again!' Sure, I love and care deeply for Kadaj, Loz and even Lightning... But none of them-- and I repeat-- none of them, have ever knew me as well as Serah Farron. At least Serah knew when I was being serious. At least Serah knew I actually appreciated being listened to. At least Serah knew how to make me smile at hard times. These three people in this very house... It's almost as if they know nothing about Yazoo, a Remnant of Sephiroth. No one has ever listened, understood or appreciated me as much as my lover.

I straighten my back and turn away from my supposed-to-be family, slowly walking towards the exit of the kitchen. "You three don't really know me at all, do you now? Not like Serah did." I continue to leave, overhearing Loz trying to call me back for dinner.

"Well, that was cold," Kadaj calls out to me as well, his voice echoing inside my head. His words automatically make me remember the sentence I heard earlier in my mind. Cold as ice.

Walking upstairs, towards my room, I try as hard as possible to decode what those three words mean. As I continue to juggle my thoughts around, I notice an actual voice playing over and over again in this messed up head of mine.

"Cold as ice...Cold as ice...Cold as ice...Cold as ice..."

Uncontrollably screaming at the top of my lungs, I rush up the stairs and trip over my own feet trying to get in the bedroom. Slamming the door shut, I start breathing heavily. After calming down a bit, the voice vanishes. But why? Looking over at the bed that me and Serah once made love upon, I see the one and only Serah Farron herself, simply sitting on the edge of the matress. I'm almost not surprised this time, remembering the previous vision. All of a sudden, she begins speaking.

"Cold as ice," Serah starts, as I gulp at the three familiar words. "...More bitter than a December. Winter night, Yazoo. That is how you treated me. Regardless... I knew you loved me all along."

End of part seven

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A/N: I am so sorry if this chapter is too long >_< I was planning on keeping it short, but got too many ideas I guess xD