Louder Than Words

1. Highwind.

I never flew before, the breeze was amazing. You could actually smell everything in the air. The view was even more amazing, breathtaking even. My hands gripped the railing, like I screamed to the Heavens.

I was just happy, I was happy to be alive, moments before Sephiroth's sword pierced my torse, his arm whipped out behind me, and clicked against Cloud's shoulder armor. I gasped, as he groaned as the blade grazed his upper arm.

Her voice gasped, and came bouncing over from the front, her voice screaming at the silver haired man.

I cowered in her arms, and hide my face, my hands shaking as she gripped onto her upper arms.

That was over now..

I couldn't say I've been happier, but I had so much time to reflect on everything now. I couldn't help but to wonder, I never actually repaidher.. Even if she didn't actually save my life, she was there for me.

Taking me into her arms, and embracing me closely as a battle ensued and raged arounds us.

"This is amazing!" I couldn't contain myself, her arms came from behind me.

She squeeled with excitement, my hands pressed ontop of hers. "I'm so happy, you're alright."

It was a rare moment, a moment we got between ourselves.

I could feel the heat from my cheeks flare, thank god she couldn't see it.

"Thank you for helping me out back there." I whispered, I could feel her long hair shake and brush against my back.

"Didn't do anything." She replied.

You're right, you didn't do anything that you know of, Tifa.

I smiled, "You were there." I replied outloud, squeezing my hand with mind.

"I couldn't lose my best friend." Tifa's voice cheered.

I shuddered at the words, and spun to her. Best friend. I smiled as she smiled back, patting my shoulder with a gloved hand. Tifa, I wanted to be more than friends.