Oh dear! This is going to have my nerves on end! I tried writing a serious fan fiction a while back that failed. For those who haven't tried writing on of the 60 chapter fan fiction should try it!
At first you try to be good about updates…that's IF the lovely viewers, such as yourself, bother reading//reviewing.
I want this to be a… You guessed it! I want this to be some sort of dramatic, hot and sexy, and adorable stories that when you start reading it you become engrossed in it. I'd hate to spoil things but I'll say this might, maybe be a Vincent + Tifa story ;)
Always, don't get your panties in a tangle because it's not entirely in-game. I changed it a little bit…try && see if you can find the changes
I guess this is where I should tell you that Decumbo Amor means "falling in love" in Latin. Pretty, aint it?
Decumbo Amor
(Chapter 1—Untitled)
The cool summer air blew against soft skin. The writer pulled the thick baby blue from under her criss-crossed legs to behind her back where she could wrap the woven threads around her naked arms.
Tifa Lockhart was a novelist that many readers were starting to discover.
Her most recent book "jk Junkie" about a spoiled teenager girl living on the streets by choice had given her new publicity and even Ofra Vintree, the richest woman on television, ask Tifa to have the book in her world famous book club.
Most of her writings were more on the sad side that seemed to captivate people.
But right now the writer that practiced martial arts was sitting outside on a small patio of the second story of her condo in a small brass outdoors chair with her blanket, lab top, and a hot cup of tea.
The woman was dressed in a black shorts black with very baggy grey sweatpants that wrote 'BLVD OF BROKEN DREAMS' in a messy white print. Tifa's skin had a nice summer glow to it from a recent vacation to Costa De Sol with Barrett, Marlene, Denzel, and Cloud and her silky brown hair had grown back to the small of her back but not quite to its originally length.
Her dark ruby eyes with long lashes stared intently into the sky; the plump pink lips were form into a pout as she thought, and a perfect features glowed blue from the computer screen.
The blank Word file stared back at her, mocking her with that annoying blue glow and the annoying 'Untitled' that was even more annoying that the emptness.
She let out a heavy sigh and shifted her position to stretch her toned legs. Finally she gave into her frustrations and aimlessly smacked the keys of the keyboard a few times before burying her face in the crook of her arm.
"Awet4g7kio; jyrdvgtarcgf tju6" the letters typed out on the document.
Tifa's eyes scanned the scenery below to the many people below. Her eyes scanned onto a man dressed in a fine black suit, tie and all. He was about mid 40's and was talking on his cell phone when an idea suddenly hit the girl on the balcony.
Her hands raced over the buttons on the plastic board.
"I'm sorry but I'm going to be late again, dear," the business man said as he scurried to the inn he was staying at. He sounded anything but sorry.
"It's okay. I'm just sad that this is taking longer than you said it would! You know how I worry about you when you're out on business trips like this…" a feminine voice came from the other line.
A while later Tifa sigh in relief when she finished the short story. To sum it up the story was about a businessman that went away on a trip for the fourth time this month. Later the wife finds about the husband is going away on the trips to meet his high school girlfriend, completely forgetting his wife and kids at home. Even worse, the wife knew he was going out to meet the girl named Daisy. He smelled like her floral perfum everytime he came home. All the little housewife did was smile and bare it.
The brown haired girl stretched again and closed her eyes. 'Even if it is tiring, writing these short stories will help me become a better writer!' Tifa thought to herself happily as she took a long, slow sip of her tea.
But the twenty two year-old woman nearly choked her beverage when the door to the patio burst open.
The yellow light shined off of the blonde, spiky hair.
"Oh, Cloud! You scared me half to death!" Tifa sighed with her hand over the heart, as if to stop if her jumping out of her chest.
"Tifa? What are you doing out here? It's almost eleven o'clock, shouldn't you be in bed?" Cloud asked the dark headed beauty.
"I just felt like sitting out here for a change," Tifa said looking out into the city; she looked back into his ocean eyes, "I thought you said you couldn't make it home tonight."
Cloud grunt and walked to the patio table where Tifa was sitting, "Change of plans," he simply said. Then he suddenly had a mischievous smirk of his face and slammed the laptop screen and pressed the small glowing power button from 'on' to 'off'.
Tifa just stared at him in disbelief. "Cloud!!" she yelled desperately as her tried to snatch back her white laptop back from the ex-SOLIDER. However, Cloud simply slid it away from her reach and stalk behind her with that evil smirk.
"Cloud! You jerk! You just trashed something I had worked really hard! That took me forever to think of! I can't believe yo--!!" she was scolding until a cold hand brushed her hair away and a pair of warm lips found her ear and start placing light pecks into the sensitive lobe with a low hum.
"Cloud…," Tifa whispered and scolded as his light pecks became more passionate as he took her pierced ear and gently bite down on the sensitive nerves while letting out a soft playful growl.
The woman sighed in frustration as the kisses moved from her ear to her cheeks. "Cloud, I'm really not in the moo—, " Tifa was interrupted by a pair of familiar lips on her own. She just stared at Cloud but still let him simply give her a long peck on the lips. However she was surpised when her blonde lover boldly slid his warm tongue into her own mouth to search for something interesting to play with.
Tifa found herself dozing off from the heat coming off of his body and from simply being sleep deprived. That's when she felt Cloud's cool hand place itself on her neck and Tifa jerked her head away from his mouth.
"No, Cloud," Tifa warned sternly as she pulled herself up from the hard chair and groggily plucked up her computer. "I'm tired. I want to go to bed," and with saying that the dark headed woman walked back into the bright bedroom.
"Oh come on, Teef! It's been a long time since we've," he paused and scratched the back of his neck as he followed her inside but this time closing the door to their small deck, "well, you know…"
Tifa whipped back to look at Cloud. "I wonder why it's been months since we last had sex Cloud!" she stated rather loudly and place her white computer on a small wooden end table. She was tsleepy and tired of dancing around the real reason why she didn't want to really be with Cloud at the moment. She said she was tired and not in the ood but the reality of the matter was that Tifa was disgruntled with him.
While she jerked the heavy, cold covers of the bed Tifa felt Cloud presence behind her but didn't turn to look at him. Strong arms warped around her body and his warm breath caressed her neck. "Don't be like that Teef…," the blonde warrior cooed as he smiled into the silky long hair of the dozey novelist. He placed his larger hands onto Tifa's small waist and slide his hands down to her wide hips
((This is where I had to go into Notepad and paste this late part in because my Word isn't letting me type...Show mercy))
Tifa loved wearing large clothing when she was feeling lazy on days like this. It gave her the freedom and movement but still gave her coverage and kept her cool. The only problem with larger fitting clothes is that they easily fall from her body .
Cloud's hands gave the grey sweat pant's's waistband a light touch and the soft material slid dangerously low on her hips. He ran his rough hands of the two black elastic strings than stretched over her curves and just stood in that position for the longest time.
Tifa, beginning to get crankier with each passing moment, closed her eyes and her pink lips turned into snarl. She simply shoved her hand back into the body behind her. shoving Cloud back away from her a good couple of feet.
"I said not now, Cloud," she turned to glare at the dark blonde before quickly crawling under the think bedding. The fresh coolness of the sheets made her nerves and pores sighed. She laid her head on the softness of the large white pillow and rubbed her face into the feather hidden under layers of soft, silky fabric that smelled like lavender. She was already beginning to fall into a deep slumber.
No amount of the soothing lavender fabric cleaner could bring Cloud down from his frustrated state. He let out a low growl and the expression on the man's face looked like a wolf that had a kid whacking sticks at it.
When Tifa had her mind set that was it, especially when it came to sleeping.
Frustrated and angry, Cloud climbed into his side of the bad making sure to shake and bounce the mattress and bedding enough to disturb Tifa from her slumber. He laid down on his side, away from Tifa, and drifted into a light sleep with a annoyed look on his face.
(End of the Chapter 1!)
It took me out three days to right this! First my computer crashes and I have to spend an hour cleaning it out and rebooting it. And then it didn't save my first try at this story so I had to re-type it from scratch. And now my Word doesn't even let me type...It's weird...It says "This modification is not allowed because the section is lock".
So I had to write this last bit in Notepad then combined in the Documents.
DAMN YOU WINDOWS VISTA!!