Hello, I'm CLOUDxTIFAforever, and welcome to Two Hearts, One Love. This is my second fic so please be nice, but I still want your honest opinion. I love hearing from my readers, so please leave a review if you think the story's good, or if you think I'm stupid and should stop writing, I don't care which. Anyway, read, enjoy, review.

Summery: This fic is just another Cloud/Tifa romance, but I really like it. Yeah I know I wrote it and I'm going to like it anyway, but there's something about this story...I don't know what to call it. Anyway I think it turned out pretty good and I cried a couple times while writing it.

Author's Note: I was going to write a "mirrored" version of each chapter, but as I began to write them I realized they aren't as good as the origionals. So for now I have decided to leave the chapters just the way they are but I may still post the mirrors. Big maybe.

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII characters, locations, etc. But I wish I did, I love Cloud and Tifa so much...

Song Playing: Breathe ~ Paramore

My Blue-Eyed Mercenary (Told from Tifa's view)

It had been another slow night in the bar, barely anyone came in tonight. I'm standing in front of the bar, washing what few glasses had been used. I turn my gaze away from my work to stare down the long counter where a man dresses all in black is sitting quietly. He must know I'm watching him, because he reaches up and rubs the back of his neck, a sign that's he's uncomfortable. I smile lightly and laugh to myself; it feels good to know I can still make him nervous like when we were kids. He lifts his gaze to match mine, his glowing eyes bore into my own. I feel a shiver travel down my spine and I quickly look away.

"If only he knew how much I loved him" I say quietly to myself as I resume my washing. After a few minutes of work I feel a presence behind me, I know it's him. I turn around to face him, but I'm surprised by how close he is. I study his face, his handsome features, the small scar above his left eyes, he's perfect. He rubs the back of his neck and clears his throat.

"Do you want some help?" I don't really hear his question; I'm too busy watching his lips. I've wanted to kiss him so badly for so long, it's almost painful.

"Tifa, did you here me?" He asks, bringing me out of my trance.

"Yeah…sure Cloud…I'd love some help."

I see the corners of his mouth lift up into one of his weak smiles and he moves to stand beside me in front of the sink. His arm brushes against mine as reaches for a towel and I close my and shudder, I love it when he touches me. I want him so much, his tender kiss, his firm embrace…but maybe it was never meant to be…

We continue in silence, it's driving me crazy to have him this close, every fiber of my being is saying to take the situation into my own hands and tell him how I feel, but what would come of that? Would it cause him to leave again like he has so many times before? Or maybe, by some blesses miracle…could he feel the same way? He's the only man I've ever wanted, I could have anyone, but the only one I want is him, my blue-eyed mercenary.

When the dishes are done and dried I begin to put them away. But as I step away from the sink I slip on some water on the floor and I can feel my feet fly out from under me. I screw my eyes shut and wait to hit the floor, but the impact never comes. I can feel Cloud's well-muscled arm under my back, supporting me. I slowly open my eyes, he bent over me, and our faces unbearably close. He pulls me up and takes me into his arms. I bury my face into his chest, reveling in one of my many dreams come true. He pulls me gently away from him, and again our eyes lock.

"Are you alright?" his voice is thick with concern, his eyes filled with worry.

"Of course" I can't get my voice above a whisper.

He smiles faintly and nods his head in approval. He then releases me and continues to clean up the bar. I watch him closely, wondering if he felt anything from that embrace.

When the bar is clean and locked for the night we head upstairs to the small apartment. Cloud goes directly to the living room and flops down on the couch; he turns on the television and gets comfy.

"Good night, Cloud." My voice is still quiet.

"Good night, Tifa." He doesn't look away from the T.V.

I down the short hallway and pause outside the children's room and open the door slightly. They're both sleeping peacefully, their breathing shallow and regular. I close the door and walk to my room; I go inside and collapse on the bed, thoroughly exhausted. I lie on my pillow and let my mind wander; it always wanders to Cloud no matter how hard I try not to think about him. I start to imagine him lying next to me, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I see our life together, if I did make him mine…what a great life…I sigh at the sight of my heaven, and I let the vision linger for a long time.

I hear a knock on my door and I scowl as my perfect world vanishes before me. I get out of bed and open the door, a little surprised when I see its Cloud standing on the other side.

"What's wrong Cloud?" I ask with mild curiosity.

"Nothing, really…I just…need…to talk…to you." His voice is anxious and I see his hand fly to the back of his neck.

"What is it Cloud?" I step out into the hallway, pulling the door shut behind me. I stand directly in front of him, getting as close as I dare.

"Tifa, I…it's just that…I… He struggles for words, and his eyes search mine frantically. What could he want?

And then he was kissing me, the burning fire of his passion sears through me and for a few seconds I can't do anything, I don't know how to respond. What if it's a dream? I finally decide to kiss him back, putting all my desire, all my want, into this one blissful moment. I reach up and grip his shirt, pulling him even closer to me. His lays his hands gently on my waist, and we fall against the door with a low thud.

The kiss seems to last for hours, but when he finally breaks away from me, I'm left still wanting more. Both of us stand looking into each other's eyes, slightly out of breath.

"Tifa, I…I love you, I always have. And if you don't feel the same way about me, I'll understand but…

I place a finger on his lips and he stops mid-sentence. I kiss him lightly, softly, only keeping the bond for a few seconds. Then I stop and look straight into his eyes.

"I love you too Cloud, more than you know."

He lays his hands on either side of my face, and gently presses my forehead to his, his lips lingering centimeters from my own.

"Say it again Tifa." He breaths quietly, his words a barely audible whisper.

"I love you, Cloud." My voice is louder than it should be, but it feels so good, so right, to finally say it to him.

He kisses me again, pushing me against the door. I reach behind me back and turn the doorknob and we stagger back into my room. We fall back on the bed and lie next to each, gasping for breath. After a moment he sits up, pulling me with him. He stares at me for a long time and then pulls my tank top over my head.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks quietly.

"I've wanted to do this for a really long time Cloud."

Nervousness begins seeping into me; I know what's coming next. I'm about to get the one thing I want most in the world. I'm about to make love to the man I adore. He's my hero, my life, my love.

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