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Final fantasy VII and its character solely belongs to Square-enix (Formerly Squaresoft).

It was a beautiful day, with the sun out and about warming up the slightly chilly air surrounded by the bluest of the blue sky, birds chirping their melodies that was indeed music to the ears. But no matter how beautiful each day was, it was never for a certain blond who was groaning i protest as his alarm clock buzzed throughout his room. A hand rose from the covers to whack the thing shut, it took him ten seconds to actually find the button. Irritated, he shot up of his bed, his mop of a blond hair totally covering his face, but that's nothing new, it was always that way. His mother would always wonder how he was able to see with those blond curtains cascading into his eyes down to his nose, she would always insist on cutting it but he would protest like his life depended on it. He sleepily looked around his room for a while before deciding to go to the bathroom for his morning shower. He's not actually looking forward to school but, what to do? He slowly stood up and grabbed his towel and made his way to his bathroom, his feet looked like he carried tons of weight in it. When he was inside, he got out of his night clothes, which was composed of pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt, and went inside the shower. He turned the knob and let the water run for a while unil it was warm, when it was, he stepped into the running water and sighed at the contact to his bare skin, his blond mess sticking to his face. When he was done, he went out of his bathroom to retrieve his school uniform inside his closet. He quickly put everything on and stared at himself at the mirror, he sighed.

His school jacket is white with black outlines, logo of Shinra Academy on his left chest, A small golden rectangular pin just above it with 'C. Strife' written in it in black letters, a black dress shirt is beneath it along with a red checkered necktie and black school pants along with his black school shoes. Everything was neat and tidy, except for his mop of a hair, which greatly coevered almost half of his face. He sighed once again and went out of his room to have breakfast. When he had reached the kitchen, he was greeted by her mom's back, doing his lunch for the day while she hummed to herself.

"Hi Mom." He greeted her quietly. She turned around to face his son with a bright smile on her beautiful face.

"Good morning to my one and only son. Aww, come here you." She started to approach her son, the said son rolling his eyes beneath those wavy blond mess. She started to hug him while he hesitantly hugged her back, she was always like this. "There's my sweet boy."

"I'm not a boy..." He insisted. His mother clicked her tongue.

"Well if not, when are you going to bring home some girl huh?" His mother asked as she pulled away from him, he rolled his eyes again while Mrs. Strife giggled. "Oh come on, I'm just teasing you, but I'm serious about the girl."

"Mom." He warned her but she just laughed.

"Have some breakfast, how are you going to get a girlfriend if you-"

"Mom!" He raised his voice which made his Mom's eyes wide, but she just laughed it off.

"I like teasing you honey, but in case you finally bring home someone and I'm not around, I hid away a stash of condoms on your underwear drawe-"

"MOM! Really?" He was fuming already and it made him even furious when she laughed again. He mumbled under his breath when he sat on his usual chair in their dining room to eat his breakfast.

"I'm serious about those condoms." She said with a smile, he groaned.


He lazily walked on the sidewalk on his way to school. He sighed almost every 5 minutes as he dragged his feet. When he can finally see the school gates getting nearer, he lowered his head and just walked straight ahead.

"Hey look, it's Mr. Mop-head." A male student said as soon as he saw the blond. "Hey Cloud Strife, our mop in class broke yesterday, I was hoping we can borrow you for the day, we're really going to need to mop the floor today because someone puked in it." The rest of his gang guffawed at his statement but the blond just ignored him again and started to walk past them. He went his way on his locker to retrieve the things that he needed, but was greeted by a bunch of paper with Mop-head and other insults written in each. A few students laughed at him when everything flew everywhere as soon as he opened his locker.

How original. He thought with a sigh. He bent down pick them up, he wouldn't want to get in trouble for making a mess, but while he was trying to get everything, someone bent down beside him and started to help him clean up the mess, he slowly looked over to his left to see the most popular girl in school helping him with his problem. She picked up one and started to read it, her brows furrowed then she continued to pick the other ones left.

"Nevermind these messages, they're not even that clever." She suddenly spoke which made his breath hitch. She looked over to him and she smiled, the most beautiful smile he had ever seen, a blush appeared but was hidden under his hair, and he was thankful for that. He couldn't believe that her, Tifa Lockhart, who he had been crushing on forever, was helping him and even talking to him. It was the first he actually seen her upclose, her long raven hair cascaded towards her back like silk, her porcelain skin that seem to glow everytime, her straight and thin nose that looked like it belonged to a doll and her plump pink lips. He blushed at that. But what her really special were her eyes, they were ruby colored with thick, long lashes. Her school uniform did nothing to hide her incredible physique, her white school jacket was fitted to her body, with the same black dress shirt underneath it, a red checkered ribbon tied in her collar, and her skirt, her red checkered skirt that greatly showed off her long and supple legs along with some black knee high socks and black school shoes. She was indeed beautiful, no wonder she was really popular. And she's talking to him.

"Y-You don't need to do that..." He said meekly to her, he kind of stuttered from his nervousness. Tifa just smiled at him.

"It's okay... I don't mind, Cloud." She said, still sporting a smile, he looked up in when she said that.

She knows my name...

"There! All clear." She finally said and when he looked around, they have indeed gathered everything and he hadn't even noticed.

"T-thanks.." He said in an almost whisper which made the brunette blush.

"You're welcome." She picked up her school bag. But when she was about to tell him that they should get to class, he was already gone. "Oh..." She said as she twitched her mouth sideways. Well, I'll see him in class anyway. She thought.


He walked to class in an alarming rate, he felt like his heart was going to explode from the events just minutes ago.

She actually talked to me... The side of his lips lifted slightly upward but his happy thoughts were cut short as soon as he entered the room, he was greeted by blackboard erasers slapping together, causing some powdered chalk to stick unto his hair and uniform. His classmates laughed as soon as it happened and he just stood there, already used to everyone antics towards him, he didn't even bother to dust himself off the chalk. He just went straight to his seat on the far right corner of the room, which was coincidentally, right next to Tifa. he looked out the window as soon as he sat down and ignored his classmate's insults against him. Just then, Tifa Lockhart entered the class and all the attention shifted to her in an instant, greeting her a pleasant morning which she returned, but her smile instantly disappeared when he saw Cloud Strife in his seat, covered in powdered chalk from his hair to his shoulder, atleast it was seen from the black outline of his white jacket. She clenched her jaw then hurriedly made her way towards him, he didn't notice her coming over so he got the surprise of his life when she suddenly pulled him up by his hand and started to drag him out the room. Everyone went quiet and stared at the duo as they made their way outside. Tifa continued to drag him, he blushed when he realized that they were holding hands and he couldn't believe that it was happening. They reached a small clubroom where Tifa opened the door and dragged him inside. She closed the door with a lock.

"Sit down Cloud..." She asked him gently, he hesitated, but he did. Then she went over to him and started to unbutton his jacket, he was shocked and pulled away from her, she was in equal shock and stared at him with wide eyes. Then she smiled.

"No, I'm sorry for suddenly doing that, we just need to get all these chalk out so I'm going to have to take this off alright?" She smiled at him, he blushed even more.

"I-I'll do it... I mean... take it off..." He said quietly.

"Okay..." She said and waited for him to remove the jacket, she grabbed it as soon as he did and started pat it outisde the window, powedered chalk flying away. When she was done, she closed the window and went back to Cloud, who was still sitting there all rigid with his down. Tifa stood in front of making him look up a little, then she lifted her hand slowly, cautiously, hoping that he won't pull back like he did with the jacket, she hesitated, but as soon as she rested her palm on the top of his forehead, she relaxed and smiled, she gently patted away the remaining chalk that was stuck in his hair. They were silent for a while, so Tifa decided to break it.

"Why are you hiding your face, Cloud?" She asked him quietly, he didn't respond. She smiled sweetly even though he didn't see it. "I was wondering how you can see with those." She giggled while she pointed to his bangs. She saw his lips lifting upward and it made her smile more. "I'm so mad at everyone right now for doing theses things to you, but don't worry, I'm here right, I'm your friend... Right Cloud?" She asked him sweetly and it made him look up at her.

"We're... friends?" He asked in an almost whisper. She nodded while she smiled at him.

"That's right... Friends." She held her hand up to him. He just stared at her hand for a while before he slowly took it and they shook hands. He blushed again from their touch, her hands we're incredibly soft while his is calloused and rough. "Let's have lunch together in my favorite spot okay? My bestfriend will be joining us but don't worry about her, she's noisy and kind of annoying but she's really nice..." They let go of each other's hands and Tifa just smiled at him while he still looked down. "Now let's removed the remaining chalk so we can... go back... to... class..." She trailed of as soon as she brushed away his bangs from his eyes and stared at him in shock, his face mirrored hers and they stared at each other like that.

Oh my Gods... She thought when she can finally see Cloud Strife beneath those blond mess, from his perfectly sculpted jaw, to his straight nose and flawless skin, but what really caught her attention were his eyes, they were a beautiful cerulean color, it looked like they shined, just like the blue sky that day, along with his long lashes. She was seeing an unbelievably beautiful man in front of her.

"Cloud..." She said in whisper and her heart was hammering mad, he came over his shock of being seen and he instantly pulled away from her to brushed his bangs to cover his face again. Tifa's hands were hanging in front of her when she let go of his bangs. The bell suddenly rang and they looked at each other, then without warning, Cloud grabbed her hand and started to run out while he dragged her behind him. Tifa wasn't really looking where she was going and just stared at his back while they ran towards class, smiling in the process. She smirked when she thought about all the girls that had been bullying him to no end, how they were going to throw themselves at his feet when they finally saw that beautiful man behind the blond mess of Cloud Strife.