Author's Note: Hi everybody! I'm back but with a FFVII fic this time. I have become absolutely obsessed with Vincent x Tifa fics as of late but every time I get into a good one I find that like 20 chapters in that it hasn't been updated since like, 2007! D: So I decided I would write my own. This starts at the end of AC. I suck at writing fighting scenes so I apologize in advance, ;~; I will try to post updates every Saturday night/Sunday morning!
Rating: M for violence, language, and some lemony goodness in later chapters! Also; character death!
Pairing: Vincent x Tifa.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or any of its characters~
The entire crew stood motionless, staring at the scene below them in absolute silence. The silence was quickly broken, however, when the sound of the Highwind opening could be heard. The crew, still motionless watched as a flurry of black and chocolate brown descended from the aircraft. Before they could even respond to that they all turned sharply at the sound of tearing leather and the sudden flurry of red before another body descended from the aircraft.
Tifa's body hit the ground with a violent thud; she had dropped from the aircraft with the intentions of fighting Sephiroth herself but was stopped midair as a bullet hit her in the back and went straight through her chest. Her vision began to blur but before it faded away completely she caught a glimpse of Chaos bounding towards her silver-haired nemesis.
"Guys! I think she's waking up!" The ninja all but jumped on her then. But the barmaid was too distracted by the burning ache in her chest to register the ninja's excitement.
"Cloud!" She sat up suddenly, clutching the wound on her chest. The memories of what had transpired before her world went black were rushing back to her in a vicious tidal wave that crushed her entire being.
The buster sword had broken apart into several pieces as he flew up into the air, eye-level with his foe. "Omnislash!" He had intended to shout but was stopped as a torrid of bullets pelted his back, sending both he and his separated sword back to the ground. But before he could hit the ground, Sephiroth had followed his descent and sent his own sword to stab right through Cloud's neck.
His body landed in a crumpled heap on the pavement and his Mako-blue eyes were frozen wide open, now dull as they stared up lifelessly into Sephiroth's. He smiled suddenly as his head settled onto somebody's very comfortable lap and green eyes peered down at him.
Fighting back tears Yuffie just shook her head for Tifa, not able to find the courage necessary to tell Tifa that Cloud wasn't coming back. Not ever.