SW: Hello Final Fantasy people! This is my first Final Fantasy Fic, so please Read and Review! I have some of the Final Fantasy VII crew with me! Cloud...
Cloud: Hi.
SW: Tifa...
Tifa: Hello!
SW: Sephiroth, Kadaj and his gang.
Sephiroth + Kadaj and co.: Yo.
SW: And Yuffie!
Cloud: Why her?
Yuffie: HI GUYS!!
SW: Anyway, this is an idea I've had for many many moons...
Yuffie: Juh?
SW: Months, Yuffie. Many months.
Yuffie: Oh, right!
Sephiroth: Can we get started?
SW: Sure! Let's mosey! (Starts story)
Tifa tapped her fingers anxiously on the bar in Seventh Heaven.
I've faced WEAPON'S and stared Sephiroth straight in the eyes… But I'm terrified of having one conversation with Cloud. Dear God…
"I'm off." Cloud walked across the floor of Seventh Heaven; phone in hand, ready to start the deliveries.
"Cloud." Tifa coughed slightly. "We need to talk."
"I'm already late." Cloud sighed. "I need to get going."
"It's important." Tifa nibbled her lip. Cloud paused.
"Fine." He shrugged. "What is it?"
"Well…" Tifa bit her lip very hard, causing a small trickle of blood to cascade down it. "I'm… Uh…"
"Bleeding?"
"Huh?" Tifa noticed the blood on her face. "Oh. Well. Not really."
Get a grip… Tifa mentally readied herself.
"I'm… Pregnant." She finished, allowing a breath out. Cloud's eyes went very wide. There was a long silence.
"Is it mine?" Cloud stuttered. Tifa rolled her eyes.
"Of course it is, you chocobo head!"
Silence.
More silence.
THUD!!
"Cloud!"
Fifteen years later…
"KARA!!" Cloud stormed (No pun intended) around Seventh Heaven. "Oh my God… KARA!!"
"Cloud, what's going on?" Tifa stuck her head out from behind the bar. "You're putting off the customers."
"Oh well!" Cloud marched up the stairs. Tifa just rolled her eyes, watching the fluff of blonde hair run up the stairs.
"Just let her live Cloud…" She shook her head and walked back to the room full of drunks.
Pat pat pat pat.
Kara Aeris Strife walked through the church, deep in thought. Her Mako blue eyes scanned the church, as a gentle breeze blew in; sending her short, black spiky hair into an inferno. She blew the offending hair out of her face, and walked up to the flower bed.
She liked it here. It was quite, and it gave her a chance to get away from her dad, who was way too overprotective for his own good.
She didn't know why though. Edge was a peaceful place. Dirty, yes. Busy, yes. But there wasn't really any crime or anything like that. She just didn't understand.
She bent down, her eyes flickering over the flowers.
She isn't here…
Kara sighed, and stood up. Glancing down, she noticed her jeans were covered in stains. She could never keep anything clean, but she didn't mind. She loved nature. It was just a shame that she never got to see much of it in Edge. She hummed contently to herself, her fingers running over the flowers.
She didn't notice a pair of eyes watching her.
Cloud held his head in his hands. Kara could never stay put. He had told her time after time to stay in the bar, but she wouldn't listen.
She didn't know anything about Sephiroth, Aeris, Geostigma, Jenova… He didn't want her to. The less she knows, the safer she'll be. That's what he had told himself over and over again.
Somehow, as time went on, it was getting harder to convince himself.
Cloud walked out of the bar, and headed towards the centre of the city, looking for Kara. As he passed a shop, something caught his eye.
A newspaper.
Cloud walked into the shop, and picked up 'On the Edge', the main newspaper.
Its headline bore the news Cloud had always dreaded.
Sephiroth Remnants sighted in Midgar ruins.
SW: Well, there we go!
Cloud: I have a kid?
SW: Weren't you reading the story? Please, read and reveiw, but no flames! If you don't like, tell me why, and how I can improve it. If you do flame, I shall let Sephiroth go Sin Harvest on you. 'Kay?
Sephiroth: (Sharpens Masume) This will be fun.