Notes: Well, this is the first time I wrote a story in other language. I hope you like.

This is a Cloud/Tifa story. And I don't own the characters, but It would be nice.

And, that's all, enjoy!


Night drive.

There are things that you can't figure out until you are in the accurate place and moment, just like now.

Tifa got it when she realized where she was. Cloud's room. How did she get there? It wasn't clear to her, all she can say to explain her actions turns into one word. Impulse.

Few hours ago, when Cloud was fighting against Sephiroth and got hurt by Yazoo, she felt how her heart was compressing tightly letting her with no breath…

She was so afraid.

So, when she laid down on the bed and looked at him sleeping peacefully, a smile appeared on her lips, a very nostalgic and sweet one.

- I'm so happy you're here. We … I missed you so much… -she whispered softly- Please, don't leave us again… - taking care to not awake the ex soldier, Lockhart slid one hand across his hair with love.

Because was all about love. She knows that the agony, anxiety and fear were because of love. If he… he… would have die…

"Don't even image it, he's alive and by your side, that's all that really matters"

- Tifa?

Oh, no. Was it what she was thinking it was? She turns painfully and slowly her head to the direction where the voice came. Cloud seemed worried. His deep eyes on her confirmed the theory.

- What's wrong? Something happened?

- Not… really. I just heard something in your room and came here to check it out… -that's when she realized where her hand was, and asshamed removed it from the blond hair pretending normality. But she couldn't lie, she never have been good in lying alter all… - No, lie. I… I just… can't believe you came back. It has been so long since you left that I thought you'll never come back… all this time I wanted to see you again and…

- Tifa – Cloud said looking for her gaze with a very tiny smile- Thanks

She needs it, she was hoping for it… the time to say it.

And the feelings on her heart were waiting to became into words. Her lips dry and the nervous making jump the butterflies in her stomach really mean this.

- You don't have to thank me. I'll always care for you… because… I – Strife got sitted on the bed in a way to listen Tifa's voice fading in the silence- Cloud, maybe is not the moment to say it but… I love you.

Done. And now what?

"Don't look at him, don't look"

No sound, no voice, no answer.

"I knew it"

All because Aerith.

But, in the second when she was going to stand up and leave towards her room, a gloved hand reached her right arm. And then, her body was covered by two strong arms in a warm embrace.

And she has to face it, she has to look into his eyes to find it out and when she does, a honest smile light her face. Because she read it on his beautiful and deep eyes with no need to hear it from his lips.

And somehow is like he's saying it

" I love you too"

- Don't leave again – she asked responding to the embrace, leaning her head on his shoulder- promise me.

- I promise.

And this way the night drive ends, with two bodies sharing a single bed in a cold night.


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