Tifa Lockhart finished cleaning after another day of running the bar. Setting the cleaning cloth upon the table of which she'd been cleaning, she started her way up the stairs. Halfway up she heard Cloud's voice as if he was talking to someone and slowed her ascent, trying to catch the conversation as she meandered onward, coming to a stop once she reached the top.

Cloud was standing towards the table in the other room, his back to her, letting her eavesdrop without him knowing. He held his sword in his right hand, the point resting on the hardwood floor as he gestured angrily towards the wall as he continued talking into the phone resting in his hand.

"Yes…No…Now? I don't think so. Really? Kiss my ass, Turk. Better yet, go kiss up on Rude. I have better things to do." Tifa could hear apparent yelling as she watched Cloud put the phone back on the receiver.

Cloud set the phone on the receiver with a distinct click, turning he made his way into the other room adjacent to the one he just exited. Spotting Tifa on his way over, he paused.

"Tifa," He changed directions and made his way over to where she resided by the stairs.

"Cloud," She responded, smiling towards the blonde. "So what did Reno want?"

Cloud looked surprised. "How did you know it was Reno?" He asked as he went up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, looking down at her.

"Well," She laughed, letting her head fall back as she looked up at him. "Who else would you tell to go 'kiss up on Rude', as you so blatantly put it?"

Cloud shook his head, trying not to chuckle. "You're right." He stopped long enough to narrow his eyes at her. "How did you get to know me so well?" He finished, giving her a light kiss on her forehead. He unwrapped his arms from around her and started to lead them to the bedroom they sometimes shared.

Tifa noticed where they were headed and gave a small giggle.

"Cloud, we've been friends since we were children. I was bound to pick up on your train of thought sooner or later." They stopped by the bed and he sat on the edge, pulling her on top of him.

"Strange, I have absolutely no idea what goes on in that thick head of yours." Chuckling he tried to evade the slap that was coming his way.

"You're no more than a big meanie!" She shrieked while hitting him on the arm, "I can't believe after all these years…… and you still don't know anything about me!" Tifa got up and quickly made her way towards the stairs and stomped her way down them, mentally laughing as she heard a disgruntled Cloud follow close behind. Maybe she can get him to feel guilty before he found out she really wasn't mad at him.

As Tifa made her way to the bottom of the stairs, she tipped over a stool making sure it fell into the follower's path.

"Tifa, I-Whoa!" Bang! Clatter, clatter. Groan. Cloud looked up and saw Tifa standing there with foot tapping, arms crossed, and a deep scowl on her face.

"Tifa, I didn't really mean it. I...I'm sorry?" Cloud pulled himself onto his knees and looked up at her and gave her the most soulful puppy dog eyes he could muster. He pulled on her skirt making her scoot closer to him and wrapped an arm around her legs before she could scoot away, again. "I am really sorry." Making sure she saw his face.

She looked down at him before she quickly turned away and tried to stifle her laughter. Unfortunately, Cloud heard it, and quickly dropped his look.

"Are...Are you laughing at me?" He stood and caught on to her shoulders before she could back up and hide her face. "What's so funny? Weren't you mad at me just a minute ago?" Poor Cloud looked at her and had the most confused look upon his features. She had to laugh.

"Oh, Cloud." She stopped, trying to get herself under control. "I wasn't really mad at you. I just wanted to see if you really would apologize." She took a step back out of his grasp and made her way to the bar and went behind it to pick up a pair of glasses. "Want a drink?" Shaking a glass at him, she took a couple more bottles and started mixing them together.

Cloud stood watching as she moved around. "You weren't mad? Damn," He shook his head going to sit on the stool beside the bar. "I was played." He took the glass she offered and smelled the contents. "A little strong, don't you think?"

Tifa shook her head, emptying the glass she held loosely in her hand. "Nah, you deserve it. You've been working hard lately. By the way, you never did tell me what Reno wanted." Walking over she leaned on the bar in front of him and looked him in the eye.

He looked at the glass he held in his hands, and then looked towards the brunette. "He was relaying a message from Rufus. Same old shit." He stood up and turned towards the stairs. "It's getting late I'll go check on Marlene and Denzel."

"No need. They're with Barrett. I think they were getting bored being around me, so I let them go with him for a while. Can't say I'm complaining, though, I kind of like being alone, no one to bother me. I can do anything I want." As she was talking she kept giving covert glances towards the blonde, hoping he'd catch her secret meaning.

He stood there staring at her, wondering why she was looking at him all weird, and then it finally dawned. He grinned. "If anything else, I'm sure I can keep you company." He crooked a finger at her and beckoned for her to follow. "There are some things we need to talk about."

She walked towards him and took his hand as he made his way back upstairs. "What kind of things do we need to talk about?" She started thinking about the way he'd been acting lately. Staying around more often, playing around with the children. What was he thinking?

He shook his head and made his way to the room. "I'll tell you in a bit." They walked into the room and once again. He took her hand and tried to find the words he'd been trying to say for a long time. "Tifa, what do think about being a wife?"

Her head shot up and she gasped, not quite believing what she heard. "What?" She got up and stood before him, her eyebrows coming together. "A wife, Cloud, what are you saying?" She was shocked and wanted to ask more but kept silent waiting for him to continue.

"A wife, Tifa. Wha-...Wait, I'm doing this all wrong." He said as he stood up and took Tifa's hands into his own. He took a deep breath, praying for his soul and asked. "Tifa, will you marry me?"

Tifa caught her breath and held it, moving around Cloud to sit down. She stayed there waiting for the dizziness to pass, and realized that she had to breath. Meanwhile, Cloud began to get very nervous. "Ummm, Tifa?" He knelt down beside her perch on the bed and looked up at her. "Tifa, if you don't want to it's okay. I never really thought it would happen, I just had to ask. Forgive me, I never should have asked. Tifa? Ti-" Wham!

"Yes, oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh, Cloud, yes! Of course, I'll marry you, silly." She laughed, tears falling down her cheeks. "I wouldn't want it any other way." Giving him a kiss, she succeeded to draw him into the bed.

"Cloud, I want you to get a hold of Vincent." The man in question looked over his shoulders towards the brunette that had just crawled out of bed.

"Why?" He asked, wondering why she needed him to call Vincent of all people.

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"I want him to come to the wedding. Besides, I think Reeve's missing him." Tifa snickered, making her way over to her clothes. She picked up an outfit from the closet and went to the bathroom.

"Whatever, I'll call him." Cloud reached down to put on his boots. When there was no reply, he said, "Don't expect too much, though," But no one was there to listen.

Ring ring…Ring ringity ring… ring ring…ring CLICK

"Yes?"

"Vincent… this is Cloud." Cloud looked over at Tifa and gave her a Why-are-you-making-me-do-this? Look and got a shrug in return.

"Cloud. What do you want?" There was an inaudible sigh from the other end of the phone.

"I'm getting married. Two weeks. In Edge." Pause. "I want you to be there."

Vincent was surprisingly surprised and took the phone from his ear to stare at it. What? Cloud married? It was about as probable as Hojo and Sephiroth buddying up and becoming the model father and son figure. Unbelievable. He put the phone back to his ear.

"When? To who? How the hell did that happen?" He heard laughter, then a squeal coming from the background, then cloud's voice as he answered.

"Two weeks from now, it's on a Tuesday. Tifa. To answer your last question: it was bound to happen anyway."

"Hn. I'll be there. Oh, and tell Yuffie to stop calling my phone or I'm going to accidentally lose it again." He heard Cloud chuckle.

"Will do. Tifa says hi."

"Hello. Sorry to mess up this wonderful conversation, but I have to go." Vincent looked up at Lucrecia's Image in the water. He sighed. If only things could have gone differently. No! That's all in the past.

"Sure, take care."

"You too. Bye."

"Bye." Click.

Vincent put the phone back in his pocket. Damn. He thought. I always knew those two were going to be together. He sighed, and looked towards the crystal that Lucrecia's body resided in. These next two weeks were going to be very long indeed.

Cloud hung up the phone. Turning towards Tifa, he made his way over to her.

"What did he say?" She asked as Cloud made up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lightly on the shoulder.

"He'll be here." He replied, wondering if Vincent was going to spend the next two weeks at Lucrecia's cave before coming to the wedding.

Probably, He thought. He really needs to find himself a girl.