These Words Are Enough
Author's Notes:Inspired by a story I read where stories were told in sentences by Alialka, I've decided to try it on my own. This will come in a set of three chapters. I've been reading a lot of Final Fantasy VII fiction and have fallen in love, all over again, with the couple Tifa and Cloud. No other set of characters have such a long epic, tragic, romantic, and crazy story as theirs. So enjoy and review!
I must write a story of Final Fantasy!
Full Summary: A set of memories in a place one knows very well, the heart. These memories are engraved into the heart, a scar and a beauty mark.
…………….His Memories
.:1:.
He is afraid of the dark sometimes even through all the gruesome things he has faced in his life, yet when a beautiful pair of wine colored eyes find him in the abyss of the darkness, he has nothing to fear once he reaches out for her; knowing she's real.
.:2:.
He comes back after a week, his mind wondering on his long drive back if anyone missed him, and he returns to happy tears, small bodies jumping to greet him, two small pair of arms and a pair he has always been familiar with and finds himself unwilling to leave.
.:3:.
Their bodies are molded to be together, he feels, because as lightening struck and her eyes were wide in fear, he kissed her so hard and deeply that she was never afraid of a storm again.
.:4:.
He's trying not to wince, he wants to look like every bit of the tough guy she thinks of, but when she finishes stitching him up, Tifa tells him to "be a man" anyways.
.:5:.
This drink, in all its bright yellow and red, could only taste so sweet and refreshing as he sucked it through a straw after her lips have touched it.
.:6:.
His body stiffens and his legs get the innate feeing that scream for him to flee because the furious woman pulling on leather gloves probably scared him more than being surrounded by countless hideous beasts ready to strike.
.:7:.
Her body was humming in pleasure, he could feel it to his bone, and his stomach twisted in delightful pain when he realized her body was singing that beautiful tune because he was conducting it.
.:8:.
He liked her lips, they were pink and full and luscious, but he loved them when they were red and swollen and open and saying his name over and over again.
.:9:.
He glared at the basket dangling highly above him and he clutched the stupid ball in his hands, he better make this in on his third try, and as the ball shoots up in the air he's staring at it as if directing it with his eyes to the ball of where he wants it to go, and finally he touches the soft fur of the giant bear he was aiming to win for her; he would have to do it another ten times to get one for Marlene and Denzel.
.:10:.
He glares at the object in his hand, wondering if he ever stopped staring at it, it would stop twinkling at him!
.:11:.
In the middle of the night when he feels a soft weight on his chest and arm and hears nothing but the music of soft breathing, he feels like he's living in a dream.
.:12:.
It was a strange moment when Cloud knew he was in love; he had realized he had been staring at a smiling and sleeping Tifa when he realized with a pang in his heart that he couldn't imagine living a life without her in it.
.:13:.
She might think otherwise, but Cloud always listened to her messages she left on his phone when he was a coward and running away because her words kept him from throwing away his life.
.:14:.
She always made this sound when she fell in her rare clumsy moments and it would always bring the corners of his lips up, very very little.
.:15:.
He loved winter time despite the cold that numbed his fingers and the clothes that weighed his body down because after a snowball fight, his makeshift family's cheeks were red and their faces glowing with happiness.
.:16:.
He knew she was strong but he almost didn't believe her strength when she crushed him in a hug after his battle with Sephiroth and left him with a kiss that left him breathless for days; and he thinks that he wouldn't mind fighting him again if it meant she'd leave him feeling like this.
.:17:.
In a spur of nostalgia, he took her to the place where their makeshift tower had stood, where she had made him promise to be her hero, and decided that was where he wanted to ask her if he could also be her husband.
.:18:.
Cloud enjoys chocolate but when he watches Tifa eating chocolate and licking it off slowly from her lips and fingers, he finds himself hating it because it couldn't be him she was licking.
.:19:.
He pretends that the heat on his face is from his fever and not because Tifa comes in to check up on him before she sleeps wearing an almost transparent silk nightgown was a low cut and a slit to her upper thighs.
.:20:.
He hates dancing because it strains his self control and he's trying very very hard to suppress the erection waiting to erupt as Tifa is dancing against him; and he wonders if she knows that he doesn't hate dancing because he can't dance but because the things she does makes him want to take a very long cold shower and he likes his showers full of hot water damn it.
.:21:.
Cloud wonders if he had kissed tons and tons of girls, would it feel just as great as the kisses Tifa showers him with at night with a full moon beaming on her like a spotlight.
.:22:.
He enjoys the mess of his body entangled in hers and their clothes meshed up together in places on the floor and how he can no longer smell the difference between himself and her.
.:23:.
He loves her secret chocolate cake stuffed with strawberries and whipped cream because he's one of the few people she makes it for.
.:24:.
He has felt lost for most of his life, with no sense of where his life is headed for, but he feels that once her arms are wrapped around him, he knows that something was pushing for him to come here.
.:25:.
After the years of self-torment and anguish and guilt, he has finally exploded into silent tears in his office and she holds onto him to help him through the storm, little knowing that he's holding onto her for the lifeline.
.:26:.
He thinks she's physic because his mind is always bursting with thoughts and she can always understand what he's trying to say without him actually opening his mouth.
.:27:.
Maybe sharing a room was a bad idea if he, on more than one occasion, walked in on her accidently while she was changing…not that he minded seeing her half naked form clad in nothing but a bra but he was sure she didn't appreciate it when she only wanted to change and not do that.
.:28:.
In all his flaws and all the pain he's probably put her though, she has been the only thing constant in his life that has believed in him even when he didn't, and he was finally willing to believe in the them she has always tried to show him.
Author's Notes: That was hard. Next one are her memories.
