Yellow Roses
It's that day, and Tifa wakes slowly, I know she is reluctant to get out of bed. I already told her last night that I had to leave early this morning for a special package.
She nods her head, saying she understands.
After all, it is that day.
I feel bad though, I have been taking on extra jobs lately. On more than one occasion I've fallen asleep at my table of...maps...
...stupid maps...
But every time she'll wake me, even though she knows she can't get me up the stairs. She'll lead me over to the couch with a significant amount of pulling and coaxing. Then, she gets me to sit down, although, I rather think I fall down, but still. By the time she's returned with a blanket for me, I'm asleep.
I like waking up those mornings, and seeing her asleep across from me. I don't like, however, that she sleeps in the chair with no blanket. Something tells me she never really means to fall asleep. That's when I carry her upstairs to her bed, grateful that she's a heavy sleeper.
It gets harder and harder to leave her like that on those mornings.
But this morning I'm already gone when she get's up after a night of sleeping in her chair. I just want to get everything over with and done early.
As I race across an empty field, the sun breaking the horizon, I can't help but let my mouth twitch slightly, hinting a smile.
I know she's getting up now, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and stretching the full length of her body; it's her morning routine. Right about now she's heading out of her door, she'll brush her teeth first, she hates morning breath. I know she's walking downstairs right now, and I don't regret anything I've done, except for one thing.
I wish I could've seen her face when she saw that vase of 50 yellow roses on the bar this morning.
A/N: I know this is INCREDIBLY short...I just like leaving cliff hangers, and as a I stated when I first started this, these will be short chapters (I will be continuing this chapter soon though, and it'll be extra long, PROMISE) I looked up what roses mean and colors and what not, and yellow means "I care" and while I love yellow roses (obviously, I've mentioned them in every one of my stories) I thought this needed a bit more, so 50 roses means "I love you" although, I'm pretty sure Tifa doesn't know this, but I'm sure Cloud did his research...or at least I made him XD
