Drabble #73: Wind

Summary: Losing your tent has advantages.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Characters and places belong to SquareEnix


The Avalanche members had started their journey optimistically, fighting their way through the swamps and determined to reach the top of the mountains. But their high spirits couldn't last forever because before the sun went down, a raging wind had started to blow. Eventually, Cloud had to admit defeat and ordered the group to get some rest and build a shelter. The nearest town or village was still miles away and he knew they wouldn't make it without catching hypothermia.

"No!"

The sharp cry drew his attention away from his own tent and towards the flower girl who was chasing after her tent that had just been blown away. Nanaki had sprinted after it too, hoping that his animal speed would help catch it. However, before long, the sheet had risen too far into the air for anyone to be able to catch and it didn't look like the wind was going to let go anytime soon. Aeris stamped her foot in annoyance.

"What am I supposed to do?" she asked sadly, looking around as if she would find her tent standing proudly somewhere. The members of Avalanche glanced nervously at each other.

"Everyone's tents are all built for one person," Tifa said sadly.

"Cait Sith and I do not have tents," Nanaki added, sitting down and peering at the Cetra apologetically.

"You can have mine," Cloud said quietly, not realising everybody had heard him until he saw their eyes staring at him with amusement. He ran a hand through his hair and gave a small shrug. "Well you know...mako means I hardly get cold or hot so...you'll need it more than me."

Her face broke out into a wide smile before she threw her arms around him, taking him by surprise.

"Thanks Cloud, you're the best!" she whispered, kissing him lightly on the cheek. She entered the tent and Cloud watched her go, his face holding an expression of shock.

"No problem," he replied while trying to keep his hair from blowing into his eyes. Cid shook his head.

"When you score, you're meant to be in the bed with the chick," he joked.