Road Trip
Disclaimer: FF7 belongs to Square Enix.
Cloud had been downstairs for a while now, Tifa was starting to get antsy, ready to leave the creepy, musty smelling school. At least no rats or roaches had scurried by, that only would have fried her nerves even worse. Tifa was contemplating if she ought to trudge down those stairs and go gather her lolly gagging boyfriend when she noticed a basketball. It seemed to have appeared out of no where, the oddest part was it was beginning to roll away from her, into the darkened hallway they had yet to explore.
"Shit!" Tifa cursed, wanting Cloud to be with her, but also wanting to know if maybe it had been some farm kid, playing a stupid trick...curiosity getting the best of her, the brunette took out her handy dandy phone and used it to light her way along the unexplored hallway. She couldn't see the ball, but she could hear it rolling, the back of her mind still hoping it was a kid, pulling her leg and thinking it funny to prank lost travelers.
The hall was narrow, doors passed by, she didn't bother opening any of them, she was on a mission, following a mysterious rolling basketball. It lead her to the opening of a large gym, Tifas phone unable to light up the gym completely, but she could tell what it was due to the flooring.
Tifa bent down and eyed the silent, unmoving ball, wondering how in the Hell it had moved like that without assistance.
"Those shorts aren't dress code approved, missy!" A stern, male voice spoke from behind her, frightening the girl and causing Tifa to fall forward, into the dark gym. Her phone fell from her hand, lighting up the ceiling as she struggled to stand up, clawing for her phone when a teenishoed foot came out of no where, kicking the phone away, further into the darkness.
"Pick it up." The male voice above her rasped, Tifa standing, looking up at the person, unable to make out his form.
"Who ar..." She was interrupted suddenly, unable to ask who he was.
"I said pick it up, missy!" He pointed, at least, she felt like his hand reached out past her to point at the phone. Tifa, her face very confused, turned and started for her personal item, stopping at the little light source and bending over.
"Those shorts are unacceptable!" That mans voice spoke again, his hands came around, grabbing her hips inappropriately.
"You'll have to strip down and put on a more suitable pair!" He began to tug, Tifa slapped at his hands, one hand holding her phone as she struggled to get out of his unwanted grip.
"Hold still, little missy, coach knows best!" He seemed to be reassuring her, her slaps not stopping his persistent tugs. Finger found her buttons, and soon he had her shorts tugged down, his forcefulness causing her to fall.
He pulled the jean shorts completely off, her black thong exposing her white butt cheeks.
"Coach knows what's best." He repeated these words, coming down on her, Tifa screaming and rolling onto her back, looking up into a void less face attacked to a gym teachers body. He had on a red collared shirt with tan shorts, a whistle hung around his black, void neck area.
"Cloud!" She called out the name of the only other person within this haunted school. A decaying, blackened hand went up and covered her mouth, silencing her plea of help.
Tifa felt herself fainting, the last words she heard coming from the paranormal thing above her.
"Coach always knows best..."
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Cloud woke up on the ground, alone and sore. He felt of his chest, feeling no needle attached to him, and causing him to sigh with relief. It was an illusion, he'd been mistaken. Nothing strange had happened, he'd just fainted...
Cloud scrambled up, pulling out his phone and noticing the time. Tifa had been waiting for him for twenty minutes now, she had to be worried about him. Cloud noticed the first aid kit on the ground, he scooped it up and hurriedly headed up the stairs. His phone was down to fifty percent, if they didn't get cell service soon...well, they'd be in worse shape.
He climbed the old, dusty stairs, and no pretty brunette awaited him.
"Fuck." Cloud cursed, wondering if she had gone outside or wandered the halls. That's when he heard a scream. It was coming from down the hall, Cloud rushed down the narrow path, holding his phone out to light the way. In the dirt and grime he could see footprints that fit her shoe size.
"Tifa?!" He called, hearing his name called out nearby, his light landing on the gym entrance. He went through the door, his phone lighting up the area, in the middle he saw her. Tifa was on the ground, her face to the floor with her ass in the air. She had her shorts off...
"Tifa?" He quizzically called, wondering what the hell she was doing.
"Caught old coach scoring, eh champ?" A strange, male voice spoke from beside him, making Cloud jump as he turned his phone light onto the apparition. It looked like a gym teacher, with a red shirt and athletic shorts on. The face, just like the others, was void, nonexistent.
So he hadn't been dreaming, he hadn't made up that scenario from earlier...wait a minute, did that fucker just say he'd been scoring? Now Cloud was beyond fear, he was pissed. Sure, Tifa could annoy him greatly with her attitude and nagging nature, but she was his woman. Anything or anyone that tried something funny with her, would have to deal with him.
"Tifa, I'm right here." Cloud kept his eyes on the ghost coach as he moved over to her still form, bending down to place a hand on her back.
"Why don't you go back to class, champ? Old coach needs to finish having a word with this cheerleader." It spoke to Cloud, slowly moving closer to the couple.
"Forget it, scram, Casper." Cloud insulted the apparition, staying close to his unconscious girlfriend.
"You giving me lip, boy? I'm gonna tan your hide!" The being was angry now, decayed hands balled into gross looking fists, the thing putting up its fists threateningly towards Cloud.
Along the gymnasium floor, a rolling sound was heard, grabbing the blondes attention. With his phones light, he watched as a baseball bat rolled near him, a life line he needed at that particular moment. Taking his reassuring hand off of Tifa's back, he gripped the wooden bat. Cloud turned to the ghoul, it's fists still raised at him.
"Fuck off!" He growled, swinging the bat, pushing back the gym teacher spirit, the being cursing him for his actions.
"You owe me ten laps!" The stupid thing spoke as if Cloud were merely a misbehaving student.
"Yeah, good luck with that." Cloud cynically spoke, swinging at the thing, pushing it away, deeper into the darkness of the gym.
"You're cut from the team!" It cried, seeming to disappear after making that odd statement. Cloud went back to Tifa, dropping the bat and lifting her body up, the first aid kit hanging from one wrist while he uncomfortably aimed his phone in an awkward way, lighting his way as they left the gym, going back down the hall they had traveled.
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Tifa awoke in a different room, filled with small wooden desks. Faded pictures done in crayon were still stuck on the classrooms walls, ABC's bordering the room like wall paper.
"Cloud?" She called, looking around and seeing his blonde, spiky head popping up from the teachers desk.
"How do you feel?" He asked, walking over and placing a gentle hand on her thigh. Tifa glanced down and noticed that her shorts were missing, her lower half clad in only her skimpy black thong.
"It wasn't a dream. Cloud, we need to leave!" Tifa gripped him by the front of his shirt, shaking him with urgency.
"I know. You were out for an hour, Tifa. What do you remember?" He asked, taking her hands in his, pulling them away from his shirt and letting them rest in her lap.
"That thing...that man. It kicked my phone, I went to get it, and it touched me! It took my shorts off and wrestled me to the ground." She was feeling sick to her stomach, recalling that thing bending her body over in a lewd manner.
"Tifa, did it touch you..." Cloud looked down, Tifa following his gaze to her panties.
"I fainted, I don't know if it had time to...it was a fucking ghost, how could it touch me like that? And why would it?!" Tifa argued, still uneasily looking down at her crotch. Come to think of it, she was sort of uncomfortable down there.
"Cloud, give me a moment." She asked, gesturing for the guy to give her space. Sure, they had been together for years now, he'd seen her naked many times, but somehow this moment felt...awkward.
Tifa turned away from him, lifted down her panties, and took her fingers to feel around herself. Her fingers brushed against a foreign object, making her gasp.
"What?" Cloud demanded, moving to see her hand touching 'down stairs'.
Easily, with careful movements, Tifa started to pull out whatever the item inside her was, the object white and cotton in material. It was a jock strap, how the hell one of those...wait, there was more, the thing was tied together to another one! Tifa kept pulling, feeling like a magician as she revealed more jock straps tied together, exiting her pussy like silk scarfs exited a magic top hat.
Five, there had been five of those bastards shoved inside her body, both Cloud and herself looking dumbly at the pile of soaked straps. How was any of this remotely possible?
"We need to get out of this building." Cloud spoke, his voice breaking the silence they had stumbled in.
"Cloud, are we going to make it?" Tifa's voice was shaky as she asked him, wanting honesty.
"Lets get moving." He ignored her question, walking towards the door and waiting as she pulled up her panties, slowly walking over to his side.
"It's gonna be fine, Tifa." He tried reassuring her, giving a brief smile before frowning once more, looking at their door with concern.
"Cloud, lets not separate again." Tifa commented, wanting to be clear on her stance.
He simply nodded, completely understanding what she meant. Things were no longer safe enough for them to do things alone. Whatever was going on in this town, they'd face it together.
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A/N: Thanks for the review! And no, I didn't just insert Cloud and Tifa's names to an old story I wrote, this idea just kinda came to me one day at work, so I started writing it down. I hope everyone likes this chapter, things are getting pretty weird in this town, think our couple will make it?
