This is the first chapter out of many...just starts the whole story. I hope you like it!
Don't own Final Fantasy...stupid disclaimer...
Cloud watched Tifa cook, smiling slightly.
If only he could tell her, tell her those three words that he'd been trying to say for years. Then, and only then, would his life be perfect.
He got up out of his seat at the table and began to make his way over to her before he stopped.
He couldn't say it.
He just couldn't tell her how he really felt.
He slowly slid back into his seat and put his head in his hands. Why? Why couldn't he just say those three words? It should be simple. Easy.
But it wasn't.
He got up and headed to his room. This was going to require serious thought and maybe some help.
He slowly headed up the stairs, his mind going through a list of ways to see what he could do to confess his love to her.
Once he got up to the top of the stairs he stopped and went over his mental list.
He only had one god damn thing on his stupid list.
And that was to just come outright and say it.
And that wasn't going to happen.
Ever.
He sighed and walked to his room, banishing that idea to the bottom of the list. That idea would be his last resort. His last. He walked over to his bed and flopped down on it, a dark cloud descending over him.
Why couldn't he come up with something?
He began to go over the people he knew would be able to help him. Maybe one of them could have an idea about this.
There was Reno, but…he was Reno. They weren't the best of friends…not even friends. More like acquaintances. And besides, he wasn't that desperate.
Then there was Rude. The same reason for Reno went for him, but he was also his competitor for Tifa's heart.
There was always Vincent. He might work. Cloud put his name on another mental list to see if he could help him.
Barrett would help. His name went down too.
And Red XIII wouldn't mind either, he hoped.
Yuffie was always trying to get the two of them together.
Tseng and Elena weren't really his close friends….
Cid might be an option.
Rufus was out of the question from the very beginning….
After a few minutes of making the list of his friends that could help him, Cloud sat up.
With their help, he might finally be able to get the three words he'd wanted to say to Tifa out.
Maybe.
