-Five Words, Five Ways 3-

Number One: Blue.

(Setting: A meadow)

"Hey Cloud?"

"Mm?"

"Have you ever had your eye colour compared to anything?"

"What brought that up?"

"Curiosity."

"...you are going to get killed one of these days with an attitude like that, Tora. Seriously."

"Answer my question!"

"...fine. Tifa compares my eyes to a clear summer sky – her words, not mine. Stop laughing – and Aerith says that they're like the blue ocean water."

"Hm, maybe."

"What is that supposed to mean, exactly?"

"I think they're the colour of forget-me-nots. The hardest blue eyes to forget. Of course, mine have been compared to molten gold, but yours are prettier."

"Well then...forget them not."

Number Two: Heal.

(Setting: Cloud's living room)

"Stop moving around, Tora. It's hard enough."

"But it's itchy! And you've tied my hands so I can't scratch it!"

"Why can't your brother do this? Or better yet, someone of the same gender as you?"

"Because you love me. Besides, you've seen me naked enough times."

"Shut up. Almost done."

"Then you can bandage me?"

"Yes, Tora, then I can bandage you."

"Hee hee, if Sora was here, he would've thought I said 'bondage'."

"Don't give me ideas. Ryu already has enough reason to hunt me down like a wild animal."

"He's gonna have to get through me first, rashes, tied hands and all. Hey, that tickles!"

"No movement until your rashes heal."

"There goes your fun for a while, then."

Number Three: Royal

(Setting: In front of a large castle)

"Son of a-"

"Do you speak to your mother with that mouth, Tora?"

"Only when I'm arguing with her. But come on Cloud, look! You can't tell me that royalty didn't overcompensate by living in this thing!"

"I'm not arguing with you. Stop waving your arms around."

"Make me. I still remember the last time we argued. Heh, over something simple, too."

"You enjoyed the end of that argument, if I remember rightly."

"Not the point. Come on, let's get this damn thing finished."

"Then what?"

"If I say 'you decide', will you keep it clean?"

"I'm not a miracle man."

"No, but you're so damn close and that's why I'm yours. Now hurry up!"

"Royal pain in the ass, you are."

"I heard that!"

"Damn."

Number Four: Summer.

(Setting: Tora's studio)

"What are you doing?"

"I think that can clearly be established. Although I'm sure you couldn't tell I'm drawing."

"But why? Why are you in here and not outside?"

"Two reasons. One: the temperature sucks. Two: I burn easily."

"I happen to know you go a healthy shade of brown, Tora. Don't pass that one on me."

"I'm not going to leave my house for any reason you throw at me Strife, so don't even-"

"We're all going to the beach."

"..."

"Ryu's already packed your stuff. It was my job to get you."

"That dragon better have remembered my camera!"

"I see you're convinced."

"First round's on you."

"I knew you'd say that."

"What can I say, I'm predictably lovable."

Number Five: Tail.

(Setting: Tora's living room)

"It's not funny."

"You're right, it's not. It's hilarious."

"Cloud..."

"Alright, alright, don't pout at me. But in all seriousness Tora, it's the right type."

"That's the only up side of having this damn thing. I am going to kill Shinra the next time I see him."

"It's really attached!"

"What, did you think it was glued on? Reno got a beak, while Rude got whiskers."

"I think it's cute. All you need now is the ears and my wildest fantasy has come true."

"Except for the last sentence, you think so? Well, this thing isn't permanent, so don't get too attached to – hey! I told you it was really attached!"

"Couldn't resist."