Sometimes, being dead was way better than being alive had ever been. Although Cloud still looked like a tomato at the end of the day, all his insecurities, his terrible sense of never being good enough, all of it was gone. Even when Vincent miraculously made it to the Lifestream, Cid with him, Genesis's disappointed look never escaping him, he didn't feel bad. Sure he was 'with' Genesis, at least here in the Lifestream, but it was so different here than on Gaia. Flowers all over, happiness abounded, and hell, he wouldn't be surprised if they all suddenly had an orgy. Most bizarre of all, he didn't care. Not in the same sense as before, back when he was miserable, but in a sense of everyone loved each other here, though they tried to keep everything somewhat similar to their time on Gaia. However, the Lifestream shot that down, deciding to weave it's way through everyone. The Lifestream was almost like a sentient being, deciding all on its own who it liked with who. At the time, it seemed to favor Aerith and Sephiroth, though the moment Tifa arrived it promptly ditched the idea of the two together. Yes, he decided, the Lifestream was female and picky and did things on whims, and because the Lifestream wanted everyone to love, to have love, but sometimes favor shifted in the way it viewed someone. And then they'd find themselves thrown together with someone they'd never even considered. That much was obvious when he found himself in Cid's arms due to Genesis and Vincent getting together. Cloud right then and there decided the Lifestream definitely had its share of problems too.
A/N: I'm so sorry to make you all wait so long! I'm working on updating everything, so just bear with me please! Hope you enjoyed although it was short. Next one is already written, I just have to type it out and upload it!