An:/ I rewrote this chapter with better grammar and whatnot. Not much has changed aside from minor dialogue changes that I bet you would barely notice. But considering this came out several months ago, you're bound to read this in order to know what you followed...whoops? For first timers...well, enjoy.

It was quite painfully obvious that it was not the best day to go door to door looking for an opening as a roommate. It was raining heavily, almost a normal day in this blasted city. But as normal as it was to be raining, the morning was actually sunny, hence the unprepared Miss Tifa Lockhart. She decided it would be a good idea to wear her university sweatshirt and sweatpants this morning, no umbrella or raincoat. This clearly proved to be a bad idea as soon as it was drenched, leaving her to walk making sloshing sounds as the heavy clothes weighed down on her shoulders. Her long chocolate brown hair, neatly tied in a tight bun before, was now soaked and a mangled mess resembling a bird's nest. Her eyes were sporting bags underneath from her current dilemma. Tifa looked at her sheet of apartments and looked down at the scratched out 27 turndowns for roommate openings. The sound of the door shutting behind her signalled her time to leave as she made her way to the last possible opening. "Great, it's on the other side of town", Tifa thought, "best make haste, then." She trudged on to her next destination.

"Wait, what do you mean you are no longer looking for a roommate?"

"I mean, I'm no longer living here. I'm moving"

Tifa let out an exasperated sigh as she let the owner close the door. She stood at the door for a couple of minutes before putting her heavily drenched hood on and heading for the stairs when she suddenly hit something hard. A wall? She lost her balance and everything began to go vertigo. "Just great", she thought, "let's make this day even worse by getting a concussion". She shut her eyes and braced herself for the pain; But, it never came. Strong arms grabbed her around the waist and pulled her forward. Confused, Tifa opened her eyes and was met with a pair of resilient blue. Tifa took a good look at her rescuer. Blond hair that was spiked, just around a good amount of stubble on his angular jaw, piercings on his ears, silver chain around his neck. His white dress shirt draped over his skin tight grey shirt revealing a well-toned body. He wore pale blue baggy jeans which were tucked into black military boots. She didn't continue her analysis any further as she came to the conclusion that the specimen in front of her was a rare species known as a hot guy. Her musings were cut short when a smooth baritone voice rang through the air.

"Are you okay?"

Tifa started panicking in her head, "Holy crap, shit shit shit, what do I do, what do I do!"

"Uh, y-yeah"

"Wow you look drenched, bro. Wanna stop by my apartment and get dried off? I can lend you some clothes."

Tifa was a lost for words. Did he just ask her to come to his apartment?

"Relax man, I'm sure you'll fit them. You gotta change, ya know, before you catch pneumonia"

The man suddenly dragged Tifa off to his apartment room which so happened to be next door. Tifa was so confused and she couldn't think clearly. They entered the apartment and the man flicked off what seemed like really heavy boots as they made two distinct thunks as they hit the floor.

"The name is Cloud Strife, by the way. So, what brings you to this humble apartment complex in the Edge?"

"Uh-um I was looking for a roommate"

Cloud went down a hall and shouted back, "Really? Didja find anyone?"

"No, no one. All 28 openings were closed."

"Yo, really? Why don't you be mine? I got an opening. You could be my roommate"

Fortunately, Cloud wasn't in the same room as her otherwise he would have seen Tifa's face. She was feeling a wide range of emotions at this point, ambivalent towards the situation. Happy that she got an offering, shocked that she was talking to a really handsome guy (this is a total first), and confused that a guy was asking a girl to be his roommate. But, the feeling of happiness was overpowering her other emotions and replied ecstatically, "Really? you would?"

"Yeah, man, totally"

Cloud came back with a shirt and pants. He tossed them to Tifa and she stumbled to catch them.

"The bathroom is on your right, at the third door"

Tifa looked around a bit. She hadn't taken the chance to look around the single apartment, yet. Classic bachelor's apartment, she concluded. Dirty clothes were sprawled out everywhere. Shirts hung from lamps, off the TV, on the ceiling fan. Actually, as she further inspected the carpet, it wasn't really carpet at all, but clothes covering the hardwood floor underneath. Trash littered the place, as well. The whole coffee table was covered with trash; Empty instant ramen bowls stacked high and pizza boxes competing in height. To top it all off, beer bottle after beer bottle were scattered around the floor. Tifa tiptoed around the empty beer bottles and clothes till she went into the bathroom.

It was intimidatingly white; White walls, white shower, white towels; Well, white everything. Tifa turned around to lock the door and she placed the clothes on the toilet cover. She stripped down her drenched clothes and took a hard look at the clothes giving to her. The sweatpants were enormous and the shirt went down to her knees. She let down her hair and wrung them out in the sink. She looked in the mirror and suddenly it hit her. She was in a man's apartment, wearing a man's clothing, accepting to live with said man, and to top it all off, she didn't know anything about him aside from his name! She'd been in a lot of sticky situations, but this by far is the most worrisome. You'd think the 20 year old Tifa would think twice about entering a man's home without thinking, but no, she let the hotness factor of the guy get to her. She smacked her forehead, "You really screwed up didn't you, Tiffy" she said. Well, its too late to back down, she chided. She grabbed her wet clothes and went out the bathroom. She was greeted with Cloud's back as he scavenged the fridge for who knows what.

"Beer?" Cloud asked.

"Uh..."

"I found some!"

Cloud whipped around with a beer in his outstretched hand when suddenly he dropped it on the floor and let his jaw down along with it. He gaped at Tifa as she stood there awkwardly with her clothes pressed to her chest.

"Y-y-you're a g-girl" Cloud stuttered

"U-uh yeah, what did you think i was?"

"I thought with the hood, you were a guy!"

"What!? thats offensive! are you saying I'm flat chested? Are you kidding me? I'm a freaking C-cup! The last thing I am, is flat chested! And here I thought guys always looked there!"

Tifa flinched and then regretted everything she just said. She let her emotions get the better of her and said something stupid, again. Cloud just stood there like a fish. Opening his mouth to respond but thought better and then closed his mouth. He facepalmed himself.

"I just didn't think you were a girl with the sweatshirt on and the whole hoodie think on. Shit. I've been treating you like a guy, too...Sorry-...I don't even know your name...I really fucked up in the chivalry department, didn't I"

"Tifa. I'm Tifa Lockhart."

"Sorry, Tifa"

He took a glance at Tifa as he looked up and down. Her long hair cascaded down to the small of her back. Her cherry red eyes were soft and coated with thick chocolate eyelashes. She was kind of petite too. Cloud then thought, she was actually pretty cute. He looked down to see the shirt covered her supposed womanly physique. He went further down to see how the pants did when suddenly, they fell. Thats right folks, Tifa Lockhart's pants just fell to the floor. Tifa just felt her blood rush to her cheeks as the weight of the sweatpants suddenly dropped to the floor, right in front of the hot guy. Cloud took an eye full of her legs and suddenly covered his eyes with his hand. "Ohmygodimsosorry" Cloud gasped. Tifa hastily grabbed the waistband and dragged it back up.

"Okay then...This is probably the worst days of my life" she mumbled.

"I'm sure you had worse...I mean, it can't be that bad right?" CLoud started apologetically.

"Well, I don't think your roommate offer is still up, considering im a girl, so, I'm without a place to stay. Then, I just practically flashed a guy I barely know, and my clothes are all wet."

"It's still up"

"What still up? My pants?"

"NO! Not your pants! The offer! The offer is still up for grabs, I mean I don't know if you want to stay in a place like this but I don't care if the roommate is girl or boy, I won't do anything to you"

Tifa blushed at her question, but then looked up to see Cloud also blushing, his face was turned to the side and his hands out front to shield himself from the view of Tifa. Tifa couldn't help but giggle a little. Her mood was lightened a bit with his childish antics.

"I guess i'll take you up on that offer" Tifa laughed.

Cloud's head snapped back and his eyes were wide.

"Oh okay, u-uh I'll go get the um pants-I mean papers for you to uh s-sign"

Cloud dashed out of the room. Tifa smiled for the first time that day. This was going to be an interesting adventure.

Cloud got over his blushing after exchanging formalities with Tifa. It was quite simple to move in. Tifa got the guest room which was surprisingly clean in comparison to the rest of the house. Unfortunately, they had to share the bathroom, which only had one sink.

After the move, Cloud rarely saw from Tifa. She was either pent up in her room, at school, or work. Then came friday afternoon when Tifa arrived at the apartment. She entered the room and was greeted by the ever messy living room. She let out a stressed sigh and took her stuff to her room. She plopped on the bed and thought of what to do. Cloud was probably off somewhere to who knows where. Tifa changed from her T-shirt and jeans to black yoga pants and a grey sport bra. Who cares what she wears, no one was home and Cloud already saw her without pants so it didn't matter. She tied up her hair in a messy bun and smiled at herself in the mirror.

She decided it was best if she cleaned the place, she was starting to get sick of the dirty living room. Then an idea struck her, Cloud had alcohol! She could make her infamous vodka brownies without having to illegally buy the alcohol! Thank god she went food shopping the other day for brownie mixes. She reached out into the cupboard and grabbed the brownie mix and then went for the alcohol cabinet and grabbed the nearest vodka bottle.

She skipped away from the kitchen for a second to grab her Mp3 and plug them into Cloud's sound system. She started to blast her favorite songs and sung to them as she prepared her brownies. After she popped them into the oven that looked rarely used, she skipped over the the living room which was connected by the bar table of the kitchen. She took a trash bag and dumped all the pizza boxes and beer bottles in them and hauled them into the kitchen near the trash can. Then she started on the clothes. She started dumping them into a pile. If it wasn't for her extremely loud music, she would've heard Cloud enter with his buddies. They stopped at the doorway and was greeted by Tifa's butt facing them as she picked up clothes off the floor. Cloud was speechless as his friends started whistling and nudging Cloud. They all stayed at the doorway and didn't make a sound or any intention on moving.

Unfortunately, Tifa didn't turn around to see them and went about her own business. She kept bending down to get the clothes, constantly giving Cloud's friends a pretty good view at, well, everything. She went to check on her brownies which came out wonderfully. The smell permeated through the whole apartment. She let them cool on the stovetop while grabbing the vodka bottle and went back to the living room. She took large swigs of the alcohol and then started dancing (ridiculously) to the music with bottle at hand. Surprisingly, she wasn't that much of lightweight drinker. Halfway through the bottle, she lifted the bottle to her face to access how much vodka she had left, then she stumbled her way to the kitchen and poured the rest all over her brownies. Of course whilst all of this happening, Cloud and co. were watching quite amusingly. She started to cut the brownies and then as she was about to pop one into her mouth, Cloud decided it was best to stop this cruel joke.

"You gonna let us have a bit of that vodka brownie? Or am i gonna have to report you to the police for underaged drinking?"

Tifa snapped her head up to the front towards the front door and almost spat out all the brownie in her mouth when she saw two other guys next to Cloud who were laughing really hard.

"H-How long have you guys been there?!"

"About the time when you were picking up the clothes off the ground"

"Then y-you saw me d-dance?"

"Yeah, pretty much"

Tifa covered her face with her hands and went around the bar and turned off the music.

"I'll just be in my room if you need anything, please help yourself to my vodka brownies"

Tifa barely whispered and then she ran to her room. To Cloud, this had definitely been an eye opener about Tifa. He guessed. he didn't really know much about the 20 year old, huh.

"Now where in hell did you pick up this chick, Cloud?", One of his friends joked.

"Shut up Zack, she's my roommate."

"Well, you scored well my friend, she is quite a cute one", another one added.

"If I catch you hitting on her, Reno, so help me god, I will shoot you"

"Aww, you're no fun." Reno pouted.

"I gotta say, she looked pretty hot, especially in those yoga pants, do you get to see that everyday or something? Perks to having a girl roommate?", Zack added.

"No, its a first. If I expected her to dress like that, I would've never invited you guys over."

"And see her by yourself? you're leaving us out of all the fun!" Reno laughed, patting Cloud on the back while jumping on the sofa.

"Holy shit Cloud, I can see your floor!"

"Shut the fuck up, Zack"

Holy crap. Holy fucking crap. Tifa just danced practically like a clown whore in front of more hot guys and then revealed her horrible singing skills. She buried her face into the pillow and let out a hoarse scream that was muffled. She pulled her shirt over her head and strode out of the room and head back to the kitchen. She heard Cloud tell Zack to shut the fuck up before they all turned to her.

"Aww no fun, she's wearing clothes" Reno pouted again before flashing a toothy grin.

Tifa blushed furiously before grabbing the nearest magazine and rolling it up to hit Reno across the head.

"Hate to break it to you guys, but shows like that don't come free, you all are gonna have to buy me dinner or something" she crossed her arms.

Zack started to chuckle, "Hey look, she has a sense of humor"

Tifa giggled, "Any of you guys want beer?"

"Oo, Me me me me!" Reno raised his hand.

"Sure, why not", Zack agreed.

Cloud nodded and Tifa went to grab four bottles of beer.

"She's surprisingly cool. Beer? I think I could get along with her..." Zack cracked a grin.

"Hands off guys, I'm serious. Wait, Zack, don't you have a girlfriend?" Cloud threatened.

"Aww, is little Cloudy jelly or something?" Reno winked at Cloud.

"You know, for a 21 year old like yourself, you're pretty immature" Cloud chuckled before punching Reno on the arm, successfully pushing him off the couch and onto the ground.

"Ouch, falling on the floor hurts more now that you don't have your clothes to fall on" Reno rubbed his arm. Tifa came back with four bottles and handed each guy one. she sat down on the couch next to Zack.

"In all seriousness, how did you choose to live here with Cloud, Tifa?" Zack asked.

"One in a million chance..." Tifa smiled and started to down her bottle as she left the room.