Author's Notes: I do not own the characters of Final Fantasy VII.

This story is also rated for readers who are at least 16+ for strong language and sexual content. Not intended for anyone younger...trust me.


Prolouge.

The wind blew in his face as he raced on the highroad of Midgar. Cars beeped at him as he skidded and made reckless turns around them. He didn't seem to care...he just wanted to get home early. Something waited for him there, something he's been waiting for, for years and he's not about to let something like traffic get in his way. "Damn, Sunday drivers." He cursed under his breath. When he finally reached, exit 13, he pushed hard on the acceleration. "Ten more blocks..." he thought to himself.

"I must say, my dear, I am quite impressed that you made such an accomplishment."

Scarlet said as she sipped on some champagne. "How do you do it?"

Tifa sat down on the chair in front of Scarlet and held out her crucifix. "I know this may sound corny but when I'm in most need of help...I turn to god and he guides me through it." She said while carassing it with her index finger.

"That was beautiful. Wasn't it, Yuffie?" Scarlet pinched her daughter's arm and she responsed with an 'ouch'. "I'm so glad that you could help us in such short notice, Tifa-dear. You were always an inspiration to me and Gordo in raising her."

Tifa smiled. "Not a problem at all, Mrs. Kisagari. I'm just happy that Yuffie will finally join me in Saigon Academy this year."

Yuffie nodded. "Oh yeah. Tifa, what are the guys like?" She blurted out almost jumping off of the couch. Scarlet grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled her back down on the couch. She smiled at Tifa as she held her daughter down. "Forgive her, Tifa-dear. She has never been in a co-educational atmosphere before."

Tifa stared at the arguing mother and daughter before her. Though Yuffie acted immature, she still had a pretty face. Her hair reached just above her shoulders and her big-brown eyes sparkled as the sun's rays rested on her face. Tifa smirked and answered Yuffie's question. "Guys at Saigon Acadamy are very upstanding gentlemen. But there are the occassional few, bad-apples."

"Like your step-brother, Cloud. I couldn't believe they didn't expell him after what he did to the school nurse!" Scarlet pointed out.

"Actually I heard she's making a good recovery," Cloud walked over to Scarlet and yelled in her ear, "it's nice seeing you again, Mrs. Kisagari!"

Scarlet sneered at Cloud for a moment and then turned to her daughter. "You remember my daughter, Yuffie."

Cloud turned his attention to Yuffie and glanced at the moogle-shirt she was wearing. "My, what an adorable shirt you're wearing." He complimented.

"Oh thanks. My daddy got it for me while he was in Mideel."

Cloud noticed that she spread her legs far enough so that her poka-dotted panty was showing. "So how are things down-under? Blossoming I hope--" He couldn't help but stare.

"Cloud!!" Tifa shouted as she slapped him across the head. Scarlet grabbed Yuffie's knees and pushed them together. Anger was filling up inside her and she decided that it's time that they left before Cloud starts perverting her daughter again. "Well we best be off, Tifa-dear." Scarlet grabbed Yuffie whispered in her ear. "Keep your legs together this isn't Costa De Sol!" The door closed behind them leaving Cloud and Tifa together in the sitting room. Tifa rolled her eyes and unbuttoned her blouse to revealing her large clevage. "Idiots." She mumbled to herself.

"Gosh...I didn't know it was asshole day in the Strife house?!"

Tifa turned to Cloud, smiling eviliy. "Just taking the girl under my wing."

Cloud walked towards the table and grabbed a cup of champagne. He knows for a fact that Tifa hates Yuffie and her family...why would she want to help out the Kisagari's? Unless she's planning another one of her schemes to ruin the girl's reputation. "Spill the beans." He uttered.

"Remember Rufus Shinra?" She asked. Cloud nodded. "The nazi who dumped you in the 4th of July? What about him?"

"Huge sacrifaces were made in order to make Rufus happy. My feelings were hurt when I found out that he fell for another girl...none other than Yuffie Kisagari. So I plan on using Yuffie as my puppet to get back at Rufus. When I'm done with her, she'll be the next tramp of section 8 and Rufus's lover will be damaged goods." Tifa added.

Cloud rolled his eyes. "That's nice. But don't you want to add more challenge to it? Your plan seems a little too...simple."

Tifa stood up from her chair and walked up to Cloud. Glaring at him evilly with her ruby-red-eyes. "Okay, hotstuff, what about you dingalinging your therapist's daughter? Was that a real challenge?!" She countered.

"Touche'. But that psyco-babble-bitch deserved it. She was overcharging." He took out a teen magazine and threw it at Tifa.

She in the other hand just sets it on the table and crosses her arms. "I know how to relieve menstrual cramps, thank you."

"Shut up and turn to page 65!" Cloud demanded.

Tifa sighed defeatingly and turned to page 65 where she read the manefesto. "Why I plan to wait. By: Aerith Gainsborough in Nibelhiem, WC." She stood in silence and started reading the first paragraph. "Jesus Christ, is she for real?!" Before she could say anything more, Cloud snatched the magazine away from her and flipped through the pages.

"Yada Yada. I love my parents. Yada Yada. Making a mature decision." He stopped at page 71 and turned to face Tifa. "She has a boyfriend named Zack. What's this? Zack understands..." He mocked and threw the magazine next to his journal.

"Zack's a fag." Tifa replied. "Well too bad for you...she's all the way in Nibelhiem."

Cloud walked up to Tifa and held her from behind; cupping one of her large breasts in his hand. "Au contruer, Tifa, her father has accepted the role of headmaster at our school. She'll be staying at my aunt's house while her parents sell their house. Do you know what that means? Me, screwing the new headmaster's daughter before school starts...she'll be my greatest victory yet." He proclaimed.

Tifa starts laughing hysterically. "Do you really think little miss priss is gonna pay any attention to you, dear brother?"

"Care to make a wager on that?"

Tifa paused. "I'll think about it."

Cloud grabbed his journal and strunted towards his bedroom. "This little ordeal will be entered." He said.

Tifa snorted and walked towards her room. "Your journal? Could you be more queer?"

"Could you be more desperate to read it?" Cloud countered back while trying to light his cigar. His patience with Tifa is slowly disapating...so much for his plan. But a moment later, Tifa called out for him across the hall. Cloud placed his cigar on his special ash tray and dashed towards Tifa's room. "What does the wicked witch of the east ask of thee?"

Tifa smirked. "About that little wager of yours? Count me in." Grabbing him by the waist and pulling him closer to her. "But...if I win...that hot, little motorcycle of yours is mine!"

Cloud raised an eyebrow. "And what about if I win?"

"If you win...you'll get what you've been wanting ever since our parents got married." She threw her blouse on the bed and appeared before Cloud in a lacey bra.

"What makes you think I'll go along with this? My motorcycle is a XK140 Fenir?!"

Tifa was getting unpatient as well. "Because I'm the only one you can't have and it kills you."

Cloud stroked his chin. Thinking of whether he should reconsider or not. "Tell me exactly what you're going to do?"

Tifa grabbed his shirt and ripped it open to reveal his muscular chest. "In english? I'll fuck your brains out." Letting out a small giggle she let her fingers touch every exposed skin.

Cloud simply smiled. "Denied." He turned to the door until he heard her giggle once more. "You can put it anywhere." She muttered. Cloud cocked his head and walked back towards Tifa stretching out his hand for a handshake. "You got yourself a deal, baby." She took it without hesitation. "Happy hunting, Cloud!"


Author's Notes: Gruesome, ain't it?! Well this story is based on the movie Cruel Intentions with Sarah Michelle Geller and Ryan Phillpe. Don't worry CloRith fans...this isn't a CloTi fic. Blahhhh! Just thinking about it gives me the chills. Lol look for chapter 2!