This was just a quick oneshot I had the urge to write, I love Marlene and how she admires Tifa. Oh yeah, first FF fic. -victory pose-
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy
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Tifa
clicked off the bedside light, darkness falling across the room.
Marlene made a small squeaking noise, pulling her blankets up above
her head. Tifa sighed and wound her fingers over Marlene's, getting
under the blanket and brushing the girl's nose with her fingers
softly.
"You know, it's even darker under there," she
teased. A small pair of bright brown eyes peered up at Tifa.
Moonlight had crept its way through the thin curtains, and Marlene's
fingers reached to tickle Tifa's cheek.
"Noo," Tifa
said, catching her hand. "It's sleepytime."
"Tifa?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't
ever go away."
Blinking, Tifa stood up from her crouching
position and neatened the bedsheets. Marlene's eyes followed her
intently. Eventually, she sighed, looking at the barely visible moon
through the window.
"I'm not going to, sweetie." She gently
placed her hand on the girl's head, stroking her fringe carefully.
When Marlene's eyes closed, Tifa turned away and headed for the
door, feeling her skirt catch on something. ".. ?"
"Promise?"
"I
promise," she murmured. "Now, please go to sleep, Marlene."
As
she left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her, she felt her
heart stretch through her chest. Denzel was only getting sicker, the
grey markings on his forehead growing more every day. Cloud never
visited, Barret was busy..
".. Cloud.. where are you.." Tifa
slowly sunk to her knees and gripped her head, her face crumpled with
stress.
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