I don't know what to call this. I was thinking drabble, but...
But it IS my first (finally) Cloud/Tifa pairing, and so I shall treat it with reverence. It is divided into five short scenes that are connected—I separated them for reasons I can't even explain.
Without further ado, here is the first.
Lost in the Tide...
Sometimes Tifa played with his hair while he was asleep. It wasn't for any particular, obsessive love of it---she did it only so that she might see his eyes open.
Blue. Mako blue.
Had they been a different color before? she wondered, as he shifted away from her tickling fingers. Had they, or had she once been ignorant, even oblivious, of their seductive power?
Every morning she would torture his spikes in some way, and then Cloud would gradually wake--his eyes would blink, slowly open, and fix upon her...and Tifa would happily sink back under the tide of his blue eyes...