Okay, First fic I've done of this kind so put up with it. Anyway, there will be some Tifa-bashing for the sheer fact that I'm not her biggest fan and between her and Kairi (who I bash as well but not in this story), I would take Kairi b/c at least Kairi gets a Keyblade for all of 5 minutes and can actually handle some of her own problems without getting all girlly on the hero (Poor Cloud).

So, here's the story:

Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children

Kingdom Hearts II/Sailor Moon

"Dance of the Sovereign Calamity"

"I look ridiculous, Tifa."

Tifa laughed. "Nonsense, Sora. You look adorable."

The 15-year-old snorted in skeptic contempt. He had been forcefully dragged from his room and was dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt. At least Tifa let him keep his red shirt and black boots but she was tying an apron around his waist.

"I know, Cloud's pants are a little big on you but if we lace the apron strings through the belt loops twice, they should stay up." Tifa replied, tying the apron in the front. "And quit sulking. You've got to pull your weight, Sora. You're 15. Start acting like it."

"I can run deliveries. I've got no problem with that but you're making me bus tables. I'd rather work for Cid." Sora grumbled crossing his arms over his chest. "Working on that flying scrap heap's better than working for you."

"Don't let Cid hear you talk about Shera that way." Tifa warned with a motherly smile. "He'll wring your neck for it." Sora snorted at that. "Go do your job, Sora."

Tifa half pushed the bin into Sora's hands and ruffled his hair, getting him to growl with a snarl. Sora's angry blue eyes looked passed her for a millisecond then looked back at her. "You're lucky Cloud would kill me if I hurt you."

"Whatever you say, Sora." Tifa teased as Sora left the kitchen and went out onto the floor to do the job Tifa pushed on to him. "My, all that boy does is complain."

"He's right, you know." Cloud's voice made Tifa turn around. The blond stood there, the back door closing behind him.

"Tifa tilted her head at him. "About which part? The fact that he could run deliveries or the fact that you'd kill him if he hurt me?"

"Both." Cloud answered.

"He could get killed, Cloud. We're not in the city limits. Midgar is south of Crystal Tokyo." Tifw shot back, a bit perturbed. "And I'd pound his little ass into the ground if he tried."

"Sora can take care of himself." Cloud pointed out. "He's not defenseless. He has the Keyblade and magic. He can fight better than you're giving him credit for."

"He's a 15-year-old boy." Tifa laughed softly. "Sora's no match for me."

Cloud sighed softly. She hadn't seen what Sora could do, how powerful the boy really was. Oh, sure—he had been wounded when they took him in from the decimated Destiny Islands and he wasn't even strong enough to stay conscious for more than a couple hours but he had bounced back. In fact, Sora was actually knocking Yuffie and Barret on their asses in sparing sessions.

Going upstairs to avoid continuing their, er, conversation, Cloud heard Denzel and Marlene playing in Marlene and Kairi's room. Knowing Denzel, he was probably giving Marlene's new Moogle stuffie a ride on his remote control hover ship, something Cid had made him.

Cloud noted his door was open, knowing he had closed it when he left. He looked in cautiously at who was inside. He silently sighed, seeing Kairi putting his clean clothes in his dresser. She must've put off entering his room until she had done the others, like she had done times before.

"You know, you could just leave them on my bed." Cloud pointed out, entering his room. Kairi squeaked and turned around, a hand on her heart.

"Damn, Cloud—you're so creepy when you move that silently." Kairi told the blond swordsman as Cloud smirked softly. He took off his sword belt and leaned his sword against the wall by his bed. "And it's scary how Sora's taking after you."

Cloud patted her on the head. "You had better go rescue Sora from busing tables before he gets into another fight with Tifa over his technique."

Kairi laughed softly. "Sure, Cloud. I'll rescue the poor sucker."

"Good 'cuz I'm going to be asleep." Cloud said, taking off his boots. Kairi nodded, leaving and closing his door behind her after bidding the hero sweet dreams. Cloud stripped to his pants and climbed into bed, happy to have a minute to sleep.

Wow...Tifa's got a high opinion of herself, doesn't she?

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