a/n: well, not really what i expected for reviews but nonetheless i shall keep posting up stories. to be honest haven't really written in a long time, due to school, its insane being the last year and all, but anyway, this story doesn't really have any head or tale to it, its basically just kind of drabbles of cloud and tifa's life after the movie, anyway i hope you all who are reading it enjoy reading it and also thanks to those who have reviewed.

The next day had arrived and the bar was still closed, but the streets were filled with people celebrating all over. The disease Geostigma was cured, all by the famous Cloud Strife again. She woke up early that morning and sat herself down at one of the booths at the bar. She sipped on her coffee and munched on an apple.

Their friends had left the day before, each saying that they had to depart their own ways and that they wanted to keep in touch. Yuffie had mentioned something about the fact that she had fallen in love with Reno somehow. Tifa could only smile at the fact that even her young friend was moving on in her life. Marlene was sad at first with saying bye to her surrogate father, but he promised he would come back in the summer and she couldn't help but beam a smile at him and wave at him confidently as he rode away.

She couldn't help but cast her eyes at the view outside the window. The streets were no longer grey and dull anymore, they were filled with colour and streamers everywhere. The children had been so happy that they decorated some parts of the city, mostly near Seventh Heaven. They had been so thankful to Cloud that they even made a banner for him, it wrote 'Thank You Cloud Strife and his friends". She smiled, even though Cloud had saved them, they still some how managed to thank the others in the Cloud & co. gang.

They had come back home not to long after their conversation in the chapel. More to do with Marlene's grumbling and Denzel's coughing and hinting that he was getting hungry and wanted some of Tifa's home made food.

She realized that even Denzel was a lot happier than she had ever known. He ran around with joy after the fact that his Geostigma was cured. He even managed to give Cloud an unexpected hug when they had returned home. She still remembered, she was standing in the kitchen with Cloud, making dinner and talking to him at the same time when Denzel came walking in. He stood nervously at first in front of Cloud and then looked at Tifa for a second. Another second later she saw the child stretch his arms around Cloud's waist and hugged the adult as though as if he was holding on for dear life.

He merely mumbled quietly, 'Thank you Cloud.' She found that unexpected and so did Cloud. The two adults could only look at each other at disbelief. Cloud had simply put his arms around the child's shoulders and bend down to the level of the child. Sometimes, he was much like a father to Denzel. In many ways, he was the child's only father like figure.

Cloud had patted the boy on the shoulder and said that from now on he would be staying with them and that Strife Delivery Service no longer existed. He explained to the child that he wanted to change things from now on, and spend more time with his family. She remembered that word, the word he used to describe them, his family. Almost as though as if he had a responsibility for them, and that they were his family, not just his friends, or a child and best friend he was living with. They were his family now.

The boy had answered softly saying that he was happy that Cloud was staying with them and that he had a lot of things to show Cloud, but that right now he was going to play with Marlene. The adult smiled at him and let the child run off.

Sometimes she wondered if he ever thought of himself as a father like figure for Denzel or whether it ever crossed his mind that this child looked at him as a father that he never had.

Her thoughts focused back on him, wondering if he was okay in his new room. But knowing at the same time that he was okay as his snores could be heard from downstairs. She smiled at the thought, even though they had been apart for so long, he still some how managed to snore all that time. She had set up the study room up for Cloud, taking the only spare mattress in the house and placing it down on the floor for now. They will have to buy another bed frame soon she thought. She stood up from the booth and placed her mug in the sink and the core of her apple in the bin.

Stepping up the steps she couldn't help but smile at the snoring that filled the house. She missed hearing him snore and even though it got annoying at times, it meant that he was here, close to her. It meant that she didn't have to worry anymore, that he was right here where he belonged.

She stopped outside his door, and watched as he slept. He lay on his back with his chest rising and falling as he slept and snored. She couldn't help but continue watching him, being consumed by his simple sleeping state. With the fact that her mind and her heart knew that he was here now, and that he would always be here.

"Tifa, I'm-" the child's voice came to a hiatus when she saw the sleeping man on the mattress. She held a hand at her mouth and looked up at the adult apologetically.

Tifa smiled at the child and bended down to the level of the child.

"What is it?" she asked softly.

"I was just wondering if you had made breakfast, I'm starving," Marlene smiled.

"Have you brushed your teeth?" she asked.

The girl nodded happily.

"Is Denzel awake?" she asked.

The girl thought for a moment and shook her head. "He refused to wake up, I told him that Cloud will leave again and he said he doesn't think so because Cloud told him that he wouldn't."

Tifa shook her head and looked at the girl and said "How about you go tell Denzel that I'm going to make some of my famous bacon and eggs for breakfast and if he wants any he will have to wake up and brush his teeth."

The girl smiled and commanded with a hand at her head. "Yes mam," she said before running off.

She turned her brown eyes back on the sleeping figure and couldn't help but feel the urge to pull his blankets up and tuck him in. She stepped into his room, and lowered her hand at his blankets. She lifted them and tucked them under his chin, hoping he hadn't felt her touch but at the same time hoping that he did. She stopped for a moment and watched him, he shifted and she thought that he had woken up. But instead he snuggled further into the blankets, letting out a sigh as he moved in his bed. As he came still, she swore she heard him let out a sigh of the name Tifa.

She listened closely, but he was snoring again.