The Unexpected One
Tifa opens her eyes and swings her legs over the edge of the bed. She throws off the blanket and pushes herself up. She quickly walks through the house and goes outside. She walks to the water's edge and sits down. She stares across the surface of the lake, watching the reflections of the glowing forest waver. She dips her foot in, swinging her leg side-to-side. The ripples flow across the water, distorting her image until it was unrecognizable. She sighs and pulls her foot out. She shakes the water off and stands up.
"Why is it that I always find you out here?" Tifa jumps slightly, turning to face him. He chuckles softly, walking over to her.
She sighs, smiling. "I hate it when you do that."
He stands beside her, looking out at the water. He whispers softly, gazing at the water distantly, "I'm... glad that my brothers and I got another chance. I can't imagine going through this alone."
"Well it's a good thing you're not, now isn't it?" She rests her head on his shoulder. She smirks slightly, looking up at him. "I still can't believe your hair is longer than mine." He laughs softly. "I'm glad you got another chance too." He closes his eyes, laying his head on hers. "Yazoo, why did you choose me?"
He smiles. "I'm not quite sure... When I first say you, I just knew. I think we should get back inside. You're shivering."
"Alright." She heads back toward their small home, looking over her shoulder at him. "Are you coming?"
"I'll be in in a minute." She nods and heads back inside. Yazoo sighs, pushing his long hair back. He looks up at the partly visible sky, scowling. "She's mine, not yours." He turns on his heel and follows in her footsteps.
