Loveless

Square owns all. I don’t own anything. 12. Epilogue: Paradise Found Three years later O-O-O-O-O Cid smiled down at the tiny bundle he held for the first time. “Hey…he’s beautiful, Shera!” “You think so, Cid?” Shera twinkled at him. “I was under the impression that he looks like you.” He sat on the edge of the bed, and gazed down at his newly born son. The baby had his blue bombardier’s eyes, his tow-head, and his scowl. “I guess he looks just like me, eh? So, what…he’s gonna be a Junior?” “Mmm, I thought about it,” said Shera, “but I like another name. Oh, and before I tell you, you’re not going to think up another stupid pun and want to name the kid Miles or something, are you?” Cid laughed uproariously. “Miles Highwind…I never thought of it!” Shera snorted lightly. “Good thing, too. Umm…Anata…how about Kain?” Cid gazed at his wife. “What—name the kid after Gramps?” Shera shrugged, and smiled at her husband. “Why not?” Cid gazed at the life he helped create. A beatific smile creased his face, and he nodded slowly. He brought his son close, and kissed his forehead. “Welcome, Kain.” OWARI