Hiya! This is my first story so please be good to my 'baby' and review...thank you, good people!!!
I was feeling really depressed and had a slight fever when I wrote this (plus, I was supposed to review for my exams in Anatomy, but I just had to write this down), so forgive me if it's a little...weird.
This is about what would happen if Tifa and Aerith had somehow managed to switch places (meaning, Tifa was the one who died), and Cloud forgot about Tifa...I'm a huge Cloti fan, but I really wanted to write something angsty...
Please, please, please review!!! Arigato!!!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Final Fantasy or any of its characters...
A solitary figure was standing in a barren wasteland. She was familiar…something about her struck something inside him. Who was she?
Her long, black hair was blown behind her by the wind, and her face was averted from him...All he could see of her were the great black wings on her back
...Black wings. They were wrapped around her lithe body, contrasting sharply with the paleness of her skin.
…Why black?, was his irrational thought.
Such evil-looking things did not belong on something so pure and innocent. He wanted to go to her, to rip them off before they swallowed her up...
...Before they tainted her.
As if hearing his thoughts, she turned toward him. Her ruby eyes were sparkling with tears. "How could you forget, Cloud?"
She was looking at him with a look of betrayal on her beautiful face. He had hurt her. So much that she was now suffering. No…what did I forget?
She shook her head and the tears fell from her eyes, spilling over her cheeks. It was making his heart clench painfully, seeing the hurt in a face he didn't even recognize.
Tell me…I can help you…
A strong breeze swept across the wasteland, unfurling her dark wings. "You're too late, Cloud. I've waited far too long. You can't help me anymore…"
She gave him one last look. Somehow, he knew what was going to happen…No! Stop!! He tried to shout but his voice was weak and useless, just as he himself was.
Stop! Please. Come back…Tifa!
Cloud woke up with a startled yell that also awoke the woman sleeping beside him. A pair of green eyes stared at him, concerned.
No!!! Where were the red eyes? Where was the girl from the dream?
"Cloud…Are you okay?" Aerith asked.
He looked at her, and for a single, insane moment, he wished that the woman from the dream was the one beside him now. Aerith shook his arm.
"Cloud! Say something!"
He shook his head to clear it. Then he smiled at her. "Nothing…
"It was only a dream…"
