A/N: Cloud's thoughts are in italics.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or it's characters, nor am I affiliated with Square Enix.
"Where have you been?" Tifa's voice was quiet, yet somehow it seemed to shatter the silence of the room. The Seventh Heaven was deserted by now; the last customer had left over an hour ago. The floor boards creaked as Cloud walked through the doorway, closing the door behind him.
"I was worried," Tifa added. Her expression was calm, but her voice sounded upset.
"The delivery service has just been busy I guess," He replied.
That's a lie.
"Oh, right," She said. "I haven't seen you around much the past two months, so I wasn't sure."
She sounded disappointed.
You know I'm lying and don't say anything. I shouldn't be avoiding you.
Cloud remained silent, studying the floor boards rather than facing her. Tifa sighed and went back to washing the dishes, as she had been before he had arrived.
If you knew, would things be different? Would they be better or worse?
"You should get some sleep, it's late," She said finally after he had been standing in the entryway for several minutes. "You look tired."
I can't risk ruining everything now.
He nodded in response, and went upstairs to his room. A quiet "good night" was heard as he left.
I can't tell you. Not yet.
A/N: I'll probably come back later to further revise this as I write more chapters. Comments and suggestions are much appreciated. :)