Prologue

Sunshine rained through a blue-sky morning in the every busy streets of Edge-City. A motorcycle raced through the streets with two passengers, the driver was known as Cloud Strife; the twenty-five year old owner and delivery boy of Strife's delivery service. The boy who rode with him was Denzel, he was one of the orphans whom Cloud and Tifa had taken under their wing.

Today was Monday, and like all Mondays it had been pretty hectic morning with the number of deliveries and packages that needed to transport through the city from the day before, it was quite fortunate that Cloud had found time to take Denzel out.

The events that took place earlier today still played inside Denzel's mind. "So was that hero your friend?" He asked. Cloud stopped the moment when the traffic light turned red.

"Yeah. He was my savior too." He replied. Denzel looked up at him. There were a few things that he remembered Cloud telling him about his past, but the young ten-year-old still felt there were some other things that Cloud hadn't told about him yet. However, he's already figured out that if Cloud didn't tell him anything then, it would be something for him to know when he's older.

The traffic light turned green, "Hang on tight." Cloud told him. Denzel nodded held on tightly to his guardian's shoulders as he sped off.

Marlene gasped excitedly as the sound a very familiar motorcycle engine roared. Tifa looked over as she was wiping the counter. The back door opened and She rushed out to greet both Cloud and Denzel. "Welcome home!" The young eight-year-old girl greeted them with a sincere bright smile. Denzel smiled back at her, and that was all it took to start a conversation between the two children.

Tifa stepped inside and smiled at Cloud. He smiled back at her, but she could see there was something off about it. However she decided to worry about it later, right now Marlene was asking her questions ranging from what was the plan for tomorrow to whether or not she needed help with the bar tonight?

She eagerly answered the young girl's questions; all the while she tried to keep an eye on Cloud, but when she had a chance to catch a glimpse of him; he was already walking upstairs. Denzel noticed this too and commented, "He's acting very strange." Tifa nodded in agreement. This wasn't the first time it happened. For the past few days now, she'd noticed that Cloud would suddenly come withdrawn and very secretive just as he did a two years ago. The odd thing was, he was more opened to the children whenever she wasn't around.

But the moment she stepped back into the room, the atmosphere just changed, it was as if he were trying to hide something by avoiding her as much as possible. He ate with all them, and answered all the children's questions openly, but when it was her turn to ask questions. He would always hesitate before he replied. Tifa could tell his answer wasn't sincere.

She feared that he would leave them again. She didn't want to feel that sense of helplessness again. The heaviness, the thought of being useless to that person; in addition she had to create a façade as not to alarm the children about the situation back then.

There were times when Denzel and Marlene (well Marlene especially) had caught her off guard. Denzel came over and placed his hand on her shoulder. Tifa smiled and tousled his hair affectionately. She turned her head back to the staircase and sighed. There was one thing she was grateful for; at least he could act like his normal self in front of the kids.

But his behavioral change made her wonder, what was she doing wrong?

[Author's note]

Here go folks, the prologue to the prequel of From You. Sorry it's so short, but I promise the first chapter will be longer!

-SAga4000.

For those of you who have read the supposed 'first chapter', I'm sorry for the mix up, here is the actually beginning to Through You.