A/N: Hello!!! This is awesome!! I'm on my ninth chapter!!! Almost tenth!! But, anyways, thank you for reading and if you are, reviewing. I'm going to slow down a bit on the main problem in the story. This is going to be a Zack and Tifa date. Enjoy!

Date's are…

Tifa stood on the first floor of her home waiting for him to come. He had been away for a month and he was coming to take her out to dinner. She couldn't wait to just have an evening for them. She just could not wait.

The front door came open and Zack came in. he wore jeans, a shirt and sneakers. Tifa laughed at him. He smiled and hugged her tightly.

"How are you doin'?" he asked in a flirtatious voice. She smiled and let him go.

"So, where are we going?" she asked.

"You mean to tell me that you are not interested in me, but in the place we're going?" he asked, wincing a little. Tifa laughed silently as he continued on his dramatic parade. "Is that what we are? I'm the bitch of the relationship, and you're the pimp?"

"Zack, stop," she said in-between breaths because she was laughing so hard. He scowled mockingly at her then grinned. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. She laughed even harder.

"We're going to that little café that you like," he said. They walked out and Tifa spotted his motorcycle. She shook her head and smiled at him.

"Why?" She asked.
"Because I'm taking you in class," he replied to her question. He handed her a helmet and she hopped on the back.

The city flew by them. All that existed was them. Their two souls going together in peace, not caring what the rest of the world did. It was seldom that Tifa ever had the chance to think this way, but it happened every time he looked at her. That was one of the reasons why she loved him so much.

They arrived at the café and Zack parked the bike. Tifa laughed at his poufy hair and he glared playfully. They smiled and joked, but then went in to the café. Tifa went to their regular table and sat down. The old waitress cackled when she saw them. She walked over and waited for Zack to sit down.

"Hello, lovebirds," she cackled. "Do you want the usual?"

"Yes, please," Tifa said as the woman grinned. Zack nodded and then turned serious.

"I have to tell you something," he said. Tifa looked at him questioningly.

"I got my new assignment today," he started off.

"That's great!" Tifa said.

"It'll be at home, but there's a condition," Zack pauses. "I have to start going back out with Aerith." Tifa froze and looked at him then at the ring.

"NO!" he said after analyzing her thoughts. "I am not cheating on you! I would never do that! It's just that she's a cetra and they need to be guarded. And well… I have previous history with her and…"

"I get it," Tifa said calmly. "I'll give you back the ring so you can play your part perfectly." She took the ring off of her finger and placed it on the table. "I'm going home now. Have a nice evening."

"Tifa! It's just an assignment!" he almost roared.

"Zack, don't you get it? I'm not willing to share you! It's all or nothing with me! You of all people should know that!" Tifa yelled back at him. she left the shop and started going down the street.

"You should give him more credit," a female voice called out. Tifa turned and saw a woman a little older than her stop in front of her. "He's protecting you by protecting her. there's more bounty on the reincarnated than the cetra."

"What are you talking about?" Tifa almost shouted.

"Pay attention to your dreams, and you'll see what I mean," the woman started walking the other way.

A/N: NO! they will end up together… it's just a break. The real problem is almost here and Zack will save Tifa. True heroic save! But, who's the mysterious woman? Even I, the author, haven't a clue yet. Thanks for reading! Please review! I know that it's short, but I promise the next one will be longer.