A/N: So I felt like writing a small story for the four Sundays of Advent. Originally, I'm writing this as part of a Christmas calendar for my friend, but I wanted to share it with all of you guys out there, to wish you a merry Christmas.
This will only contain four chapters. I may include a special chapter for Christmas Eve as well, but I haven't quite decided yet. Anyway, since it was written just for the fun of it, there won't be any kick-ass action. Mostly, it's feelings and me trying to put the spirit of Christmas into my writings.
I hope you'll like it. Merry Christmas, and merry 1st Sunday of Advent!
Chapter 1
Snow fell from the dark sky, and Cloud sighed as he took off his sunglasses and looked up. It seemed a storm was coming which meant he would not be able to get any further today. It worried him, because he still had a long way to go before he reached Midgar and Christmas was only a few days away. He knew Tifa would be waiting with Denzel and Marlene, and Cloud really wanted to celebrate the holidays with them. And even if he had not wanted to, he still owed them so because he had been far away for a long time by now. The delivery to the edges of Wutai had been a relieve, a way to end his restlessness, yet now he was starting to regret he ever took on the job.
When the snow began falling even heavier, he decided he had to seek shelter somewhere. Putting his sunglasses back on to shelter his eyes from the white snowflakes, he started his motor bike again and looked for the caves he knew from his earlier journeys through this area must be nearby. He had a feeling these delivery jobs had taught him more about the country's wasteland than most people would ever discover.
Finally, he found what he was searching for. Parking his bike, he took out the tarpaulinhe always brought with him and covered it to protect it from the snow. Then he took his bag and started climbing the mountain.
The cave was not that far up, but the height was sufficient to keep a lookout in order to avoid sudden surprises. And he would get a chance to sit down with a blanket and warm himself. Though he had been prepared for winter when he packed his clothes, he still found himself shivering in the cold. He was looking forward to Tifa's great cooking, the warmth of her body next to his, and to see her smile at him when he entered the room, carrying with him the presents he had bought on the way. The bag he had packed them in was wrapped securely to the back of his bike.
Taking out a blanket, Cloud lied down on the stone surface of the cave and wrapped it around himself. If he would not be able to get any further today due to the storm, he might as well get some sleep. Then he could at least get going as soon as the weather changed for the better.