The Last Dance

Disclaimer : Final Fantasy VII and it's characters belong to Square Enix.

Author note : It's my first time writing about Final Fantasy, I hope it's ok. It's fluffy and might be a little OOC, but I hope not too much.

This story was not beta-ed and english is not my native language. :(

Please, read and review ;)

Takes place several months after the end of Advent Children Complete.


It was finally the end of the night, the last customers have just left and the bar fell in a welcoming silence. The night was great indeed, it was the first time Tifa was holding a theme evening and it was a success, people had welcome the idea of "Drink and Dance in Seventh Heaven" with happiness.

She herself really enjoyed the evening thanks to Cloud who said he could manage the bar alone, so with no worries she gladly accepted one, two and three dance... and a lot more. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress that ended just above her knees with a nice amplitude so it was flying when she was dancing. Her back was visible through zipped black lace.

She danced with men customers, some were gentlemanly others have their eyes inexorably drifting towards her breast. Some were good dancers, others not that good to definitely bad, like a certain Turks named Reno. Her feet will remember him for the days to come... as well as all the others clumsy men.

Cloud was putting away the chairs, she was at the opposite side of the bar in the little corner that was used as a dance floor, watching him. She had hoped she would be able to dance with him, but no, it was not possible to let the bar unattended, a little bit of sadness was weighted her heart. She continued to watch him until he was nearing to where she stood.

"Hey Cloud, it's ok for tonight, we will wash the floor tomorrow. You help me a lot tonight, thanks."

He looked at her smiling face.

"You're welcome"

She hesitated before continuing "Will you... will you make me a favour?"

He stopped what he was doing with the chairs and arched an eyebrow at her.

"A favour? you mean?"

"A last dance... please?"

He was surprised to say the least, he watched her during all the evening dancing again and again, wasn't it enough for her? He noticed she had enjoyed herself even if he didn't like men who had tried to put their hands a little too low on her back... when it wasn't her backside.

"Why?"

Tifa's face faltered, why was he so clueless? But she recovered quickly.

"Because you spoiled me too much tonight by doing all the work, so I ask for more"

He chuckled and she smiled.

"Tifa, seriously, I don't know how to dance. Do you think your feet aren't bruised enough?"

She laughed at his reply.

"It's fine, come"

He really didn't know what to do, he hardly could say no to her but at the same time he could already visualize the up coming disaster... yeah it was a well known fact in his life that each time he was trying to do something right concerning Tifa, he failed. So dancing will surely result in a bruised Tifa and a guilty feeling for him.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Tifa had put the music back in the bar and was now heading towards him with a mischievous smile on her face.

"I'm doomed" he thought.

She took his hand gently, coaxing him towards the makeshift dance floor.

"I will show you, don't worry"

She almost wanted to laugh at the face he was making, a mixture of bewilderment and fear, of what she didn't know.

But still, she succeeded in convincing him so it was nice.

She placed his left hand on her right hip, took the other in hers and hooked her right arm around his shoulder.

"Here, when I take a step back you take a step forward"

She stepped back to illustrate what she just said. He followed.

He tried to concentrate on her words and his feet, but the closeness was disturbing him a lot more than what he wanted.

They made a few steps in a slow motion and when Tifa was satisfied with his work, she goes on :

"Good, now we 're going to spin at the same time. When I take a step back you make me turn a little." She turned a little in taking a step back and guided him so he would turn in the same direction.

They repeated the same steps several times but Cloud seemed to have difficulties to follow. He was almost losing his balance each time they were spinning.

"Sorry. You're making too big steps Tifa, I can't step forward enough"

"It's because you're not suppose to be that far away from me"

"I don't understand. You're the one who step too far away"

She laughs, he looks like a complaining child.

"Look, when we spin you're taking a step but you have to bring me back to you at the same time. Use your hand on my back for that".

He frowned, she could say he didn't really understand what she meant.

She did the same step but she purposefully stopped him when he was about to make his own.

"Bring me closer just before stepping forward"

She withdrew her hand that was on his shoulder to put it on his at her hip. She coaxed his hand more on her lower back so that he was really holding her.

"Closer" He brought her back a little.

"Closer" she said again, trying not to blush. He again closed a little the distance between them. And this time it seemed ok.

She smiled at him "See, it's better". Cloud had understand the little trick (if you can call that a trick) so he was confident that he wouldn't lose his balance and wouldn't end on the floor crashing the poor Tifa in the process.

They tried again : a step back from Tifa, then he was bringing her back, then spinning then a step forward from him, quite easy, isn't it?

Except that he putted too much force in bringing her back, which result in Tifa having her breath took away from her when she was all but flatten against his chest, her face inches from his neck.

In less that two seconds they were both as red as tomatoes.

"I'm sorry Tifa!" he said as he instantly took away his hand that was on her back.

She was in a daze, she hadn't expected that at all! She recovered when he began to step away from her.

"No, no, no, no!" She was yelling in her mind. She knew him too well, if she didn't do something now, he would just run away from her. She didn't want that. She waited all the night to have her "fairy tale moment" with him so there is no way she was going to let him fly away like that.

"It's ok! Cloud..." She took a long stride towards him, taking back his both hands, replacing them where they should be. He looked at her with wide eyes. She courageously planted a little kiss on his jaw "It's ok..." she murmured.

She was panicking when he didn't seem to move.

"You sure...?" He finally asked in his frozen state.

"Yeah..." She looked in his eyes and smiled.

"Want to try it again?" he asked hesitantly. She noded.

Here they were again, taking some dance steps in the far corner of the Seventh Heaven.

They didn't speak but this time it was better, Tifa relaxed a bit seeing that the awkwardness has dissipated. She was finally able to enjoy their little time together.

"It's nice, what about going at a normal speed?" She asked. They were doing it in a slow motion from the beginning, can't really call that "dancing".

He was not at ease with the idea, "maybe it was here the beginning of the disaster?" he thought.

She looked at him puzzled.

"Cloud, relax a bit, it's just the two of us. I really wanted to dance with you but if you don't want to, it's okay... just tell me I'm going too far or something..."

He saw disappointment on her face and he didn't like that.

"No, Tifa, it's ok... let's try it"

"Thanks for giving in to my whims"

They smiled at each other.

They continued their dancing session, Tifa was careful with the speed she was setting, not too much or her partner will surely lose his steps. Surprisingly it went smoothly, they danced at a normal speed now, it seemed he didn't feel the need to look at his feet anymore.

"Good!" Tifa exulted in her head.

So they were looking at each other while dancing. Tifa feels like nothing would be able to break this sweet moment between them, not even a meteor launch at full speed on the planet or an upcoming apocalypse. No, now the world was at peace and they finally can enjoy life... or so she thought.

They were so lost in their own little world that none of them noticed they were dancing dangerously close to the tables and chairs that were left nearby.

The thing that finally ended the magic of the evening was indeed...a chair. A damn chair.

They were happily spinning when the chair abruptly stopped their motion. Tifa was brought to reality when her right hip collided with the chair after Cloud made her spin. And as if the chair was not enough, there was also a table.

Tifa made an ouch sound and fell backward on the table, Cloud almost on her. He was able to hold himself on his lower arms in his fall so he wasn't crushing her.

But they were in an awkward position, she was lying down on her back on the table, one of her arm gripping tightly Cloud's shoulder in an attempt to not fall (which was useless), her right leg between his legs almost touching his crotch and his face breathing heavily in her neck.

She tried to move since her back was arched too much and it was painful.

This time her leg really touched his crotch.

"Mmmppphh" was his reply. She was mortified and wondered if that was a muffle hurtful cry or a muffle moan. A moan... from him... she wondered what it was like to ear him moan... a pleasure moan.

"Cloud? you're alright?" She didn't dare to move an inch.

"Mmh" was all he was able to say at the moment.

He lifted himself from the table with her still clinging onto his shoulder. She was again on her feet.

She looked at him, waiting for him to say something, he was beet red and she was sure she was not better than him.

"Tifa...you're ok?" his hand coming in contact with her right hip. He was looking at her with worry.

Sure the impact of her hip bone onto the wood of the chair was not a light one.

"A little hurtful I guess..."

He then was wrapping his arms around her, drawing her closer to him in an attempt to comfort her, his hand still cradling her hip.

"Ah, that was new!" she thought. He has the tendency to fly away each time the situation was awkward and since the guy wasn't known for his good communication, awkward situations were common between them.

"We got a little carried away, didn't we?" she said.

"Yeah, I should have noticed, sorry" he sighed "Can I do something to ease your pain?"

"Mmmh, what you are doing is fine" she cuddled a little further in his arms, she felt nice like that.

He smiled in her neck and putted a light kiss on her cheek.

"Let's go upstairs, I think you have enough for tonight"

She chuckled, sure she has!

"Thanks for that last dance Cloud. It was...really nice to dance with you. You're not bad at all."

He was arching an eyebrow "Nice? not bad? Tifa, I'm the only one who accidentally slammed you onto a chair"

She laughed "But you didn't walk on my feet. You were more imaginative I guess."

He grimaced and she laughed more, she likes to tease him a little.

"Come on, I'm joking, silly!" she withdrew her arms that were against his chest to put them behind his neck and returned the kiss on the cheek with loving tenderness. Can he feel it? all her emotions held behind that kiss? She wishes he can...

As much as he wanted to stay like that, he couldn't, it was now 2 a.m, Tifa was hurt (who spoke about a disaster earlier?) and he was too sensitive to her touch, the previous little accident that involved her leg against his crotch, hadn't let him unfazed. He had to do something, first of all to take care of Tifa's bruises.

He broke their embrace, taking her arms from his neck and putting a kiss on her forehead.

Tifa switched off the music and the light as they were heading upstairs.


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