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This is another one-shot of Cloud and Aerith, this takes place before they rescue Tifa, in Wallmarket. I hope you like it!
Aerith Gainsborough tried desperately not giggle as her comrade, Cloud Strife, walked out of the changing room. The dark azure dress clung to his masculine figure, and went past his knees. The blond wig was too bright for his golden spikes; which stuck out like a sore thumb.
Everyone in the shop was looking at the ex-soldier, as if he were an escaped circus freak. Cloud's mako eyes stared them down coldly,
"What are you looking at?"
The people in the shop dared not to reply, and went back to choosing clothes. Aerith approached Cloud and smiled, "I think the dress really brings out your muscles," she said, gently.
He scoffed, and walked awkwardly to the door.
Once the two were on the streets of Wallmarket again, Cloud tried his hardest to walk in his high heels, but it was to no avail.
Aerith lent him her shoulder, "See? I told you, walking in heels can present a challenge—even to the toughest men of all."
Cloud accepted the help, and found that it was easier to walk, "Thanks." he said, flatly.
The ancient giggled, "Imagine that—a Ms. Cloud Strife of soldier! I wonder what Don will think of that?"
He couldn't help but laugh a little, "Yeah, I suppose."
Thank-you for your time reading this, I really appreciate it!
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