Tifa Pov
I don't really remember much of the past. What I do remember… was the promise I had made to a fallen angel. He was just as lonely as I was. He didn't know whom to trust and where to go. He was always stuck in the reality others created for him. Even though I have never met him before, I knew instantly how he felt. And I promised him that… well; I don't really remember what I promised him. But I did remember one thing about him… his long silver hair.
"Tifa!"
"What," I asked as soon as I entered Marlene's room.
"Look what I did," she held up a little drawing of Cloud. It was very well done and the details are excellent.
I gave her a smile, "It's awesome. You should show Cloud when he gets home."
"Right," she chirped.
"Where's Denzel," I asked, looking around the room.
"He was here just a little while ago," Marlene replied, "Maybe he went to wait for Cloud."
"I hope," I said with a small sigh.
"Tifa?"
"Hm," I replied, turning my gaze on her.
"There's a thread on your shirt," she looked at me shoulder curiously.
I raised an eyebrow and then turned to look at my shoulder, "Hm, you're right." I grab the thread and look at it closely. 'That's odd, I don't remember being near the sewing machine this morning,' I thought.
"Tifa," Marlene asked.
"Yes," I looked at her.
"Is that a silver thread," she asked curiously.
I examined the thread closely, "I think so."
"We're home!"
Both Marlene and I turned to the door just in time to see Denzel entered with Cloud.
"Welcome back," Marlene and I replied. She quickly rushed to Cloud to show her drawing. I smiled a little at the scene and then turned back to the silver thread in my hand. 'Huh? This doesn't look like thread. It looks more like a strand of hair.'
"Tifa?"
"Huh," I looked up at Cloud, who was staring at me, "Yes?"
"Are you alright? You look trouble," he asked.
"I'm fine," I smiled a little, "I'll go make dinner."
I walked passed him, but before I could get very far, he took hold of my wrist and pull me back. I looked at him, "What is it?"
He frowned for a moment, and then he put his arms around me and held me close.
"Cloud," I asked quietly.
"I'm here," he said softly, "I won't go anywhere. So if something is troubling you, you can always tell me."
I smiled a little and hug him back, "I'm fine, really."
He didn't say anything, but held me against him even closer, "I love you."