Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII
A/N: Thank you reviewers once again and sorry if this chapter is too mushy or sped up or anything that you all can flame to, which I ask that you don't, but I'm extremely tired and lazy. Hope you like this one shot. :D Review and DON'T FLAME! This is a Peace&Love atmosphere only.
Tifa had a severe case of spring cleaning fever.
With Cloud and the kids out, and the bar closed, she finally had some time to clean down to the nitty gritty. The floors were polished, the dishes were scrubbed, the bathroom was sparkling, and the kid's room had never looked cleaner.
Tifa wiped a drip of sweat off her brow and got up from the floor by her closet and stretched. She tsked at her attire: One of Cloud's ratted tee shirts and some shorts Yuffie lent her. Wiping her hands together and closing her closet door, she looked towards Cloud's room and saw that his door was open and that the room was just screaming for a good clean.
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Tifa looked around the room and smiled in satisfaction. The room was finally spotless. With a huff she carelessly plopped on the floor and spread her arms above her head.
"Hmm."
She didn't want to admit it but she was really bored. The kids weren't there to watch and Cloud wasn't there to talk to. Maybe she could count the cracks in the ceiling. Maybe she could -
Hey. What's that?
Tifa saw a small chest hidden in the shadows under Cloud's bed. Biting her lip she debated whether or not to get it. Curiosity took the better in her and she pulled the chest out. Tifa blew the dust from the top and spent a few minutes trying to open the latch.
When it finally opened... Tifa gasped. There were letters. Tons of letters, stacks of letters!
Cloud
Cloud
Cloud
Cloud
Cloud
Piles of letter addressed to Cloud; and the surprising part was they were in her handwriting.
With a shaky hand, Tifa grabbed a letter and flipped over the envelope. It was open and it smelled like Nibelheim, and for some reason it made a knot in the back of her stomach, an intense feeling of homesickness and sadness flooded throughout her body and it made her miss her father dearly.
"I don't think I've ever seen my room this clean."
Startled, Tifa dropped the envelope and stood up at lightening speed looking rather disheveled.
"Cloud! What are you doing here?"
Cloud was leaning on the doorway. His face was impassive but his eyes had a certain shine to them. He crossed his arms and his shoulders dropped slightly.
"Well, this is my room."
Tifa laughed nervously and rubbed her hands together. "So it is."
There was a intense silence while blue eyes met auburn.
"You never wrote me." Tifa whispered, suddenly looking down. "Why didn't you write me?"
She heard footsteps move toward her, and finally strong hands embrace her slender shoulders. "I... I didn't want to worry you."
Tifa looked up at Cloud's face and looked back down again quickly. "I was just even more worried. You always seem to worry me Cloud..." She reached up and touched her hand lightly against his cheek. "You could have written."
Cloud cracked a small smile and tenderly kissed her. "I know. I'm sorry, but if you're interested in knowing, Zack was really annoyed when I dragged this little box around."
A small kick to the chest emphasized his point.
Tifa giggled and hugged Cloud around his waist. "You're so dense."
"I love you too."
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