Blonde Ambition
A Cloud & Tifa Fanfiction
with Sephti alternativeness

- Amaranthos –


Chapter 12: Party Misadventures


Friday…

Today had already began as a day of serious questioning from my friends. They were happy for me that Sephiroth had made a personal visit to my house and that all seem to being fine between us now, but they were still worried about the Scarlett thing. They honestly didn't want me to attend her party…

But I had promised to look at Sephiroth's new philosophy as a chance to change.

It had been the first time I actually disregarded the precautions of my friends and went forward, making my own footing for myself…

No one needed to remind me that what I was doing could be comprehended as really brave or really stupid, but somehow… I felt it was better to face her than succumb to the injury…

It was 8 o' clock and both my friends were completed getting dressed for the party tonight. I however was still in debate about the dress I was obligated to wear.

"Look Tifa, we've been through this a hundred times… dresses are accentuation tools. The longer you stand there looking at the dress, the longer Sephiroth will have to wait for you and then you're labeled as one of those obsessive girls because of the dress. Now stop looking at the dress and get into it…" Yuffie explained blow-drying her hair…

"How do you wear a dress like this?" I remarked…

"What do you mean how do you wear a dress like that, you just do" Yuffie sighed confused…

"Gosh Yuf, I didn't mean that, I meant, how is the dress gonna stay up?" I questioned…

"Look Tifa, dresses ain't physics, stop looking so hard at it. It's a tube dress. It hugs your body and stays on… don't worry it won't fall off unless Sephiroth manually does so" Yuffie giggled…

Tifa immediately blushed…

"Oh look the baby is blushing, oh Sephiroth don't touch me like that!" Shera toyed…

Tifa looked down, "come on you guys, you know its not like that. We're just friends…"

Shera shot me a stare that honestly beaconed 'as if'.

"Alright I'm coming to help you" Yuffie ran over to me wearing the red dress she had seen in the mall. It was a short, satin dress that hugged tightly to the waist and flared around her legs just so much. It was quite cute, something you'd honestly wear for Valentine's, but of course I'd never tell her that… not if I wanted her help at least…

Shera on the other hand wore a gold and purple sequined dress and tall gold heels. She herself was beginning to look stunning.

And as for me I was stuck with a black tube dress that was unbelievably fitted. The thing was like spandex and it just stuck to curves, honestly… it was exactly like that.

The sides of the dress were laced so that meant it contributed to the skimpiness – of course this was the infamous handiwork of my evil harpy friends. The dress did however have beautiful silver threading patterns all around it, which made it fancier. This coming from someone who knows nada about fashion…

Yuffie explained how I would generally wear a dress this, by placing it against her body and demonstrating how to.

I followed her tutorial and found that my reflection had reflected back a different Tifa. I had never seen myself like this. For once I was not grossed or anything by my 'extra' curviness and I suddenly understood how a dress could be an accentuation tool. I stared at myself, looking at the black material hug my curves.

I turned around in the mirror looking at rear view only to be caught by Yuffie. Immediately she began laughing. A blush formed across my cheeks.

"Oh Shera, come see our little Tifa, she's checking out her backside…" Yuffie said in a derogatory manner…

Shera ran up and was honestly surprised to see me in such a dress. She squealed and ran to me.

"Oh my gosh, you look like so hott… now I'm definitely sure Sephiroth is gonna take you home…" Shera laughed…

I blushed again.

"Oh you know it Shera!" Yuffie agreed as they both gave each other a high five.

"Girls!" I could hardly believe my friends were this cruel. No matter how many times I explained I was nothing to the guy they just wouldn't hear it. I was beginning to think they just enjoyed screwing with me…

Yuffie and Shera then placed on my makeup. Saying the techniques were a bit advanced to learn in one night. Whatever, I really didn't care, somehow I felt pampered with them making me up.

"Look up" Shera spoke, as she applied my black eye-liner on my waterline. She applied the mascara and Yuffie applied blush to my cheeks. They applied lipstick and lip gloss and then they stood back reveling in what they had done. I peered myself in the mirror and I could see a vixen stare me back. They made up my eyes in a smoky cat-eye effect, with lots of blacks and gold's. It was quite a different look for me.

My lips were nude and highly glossy. In the end I thought it was a bit too much for just a party, but hey I wasn't the expert in any of this. Considering they knew best, I nodded and thanked them for making me up.

I stood up and grabbed my leather jacket, that I usually wore with my fenrir. I sat in the drawing room waiting for both my friends to complete their makeup routine. Time went by slowly, so I decided to watch some television. Usually I'm the type that gets bored watching TV.

Yuffie and Shera emerged 8:55 from my room. They both looked incredible. Yuffie wore curls and Shera wore messy beachy-hair. We looked like the perfect hot trio of friends.

"Let's take a picture" Yuffie set her digital camera on my TV where we posed for the picture.

"Smile Shera" Yuffie nudged her friend…

"I'm smiling…"

"Some more… with those grembling teeth" Yuffie spoke…

Shera turned to her and yanked her hair…

And immediately the flash went off and the picture came out all wrong. We tried taking the picture again but most of the pictures came out wrong.

As soon as we got ready to take our shot we heard a car horn. Immediately I felt my stomach do flip-flops. It was Sephiroth.

"You think he'll like my dress or do I look too skimpy?" I was beginning to get really nervous…

"Aww! Look at her…she's nervous." Yuffie giggled, "look he's gonna love you in that dress, I mean he's a dude, he doesn't mind how you dress, and as I've once learned from a perverted guy, the less dress you have, the more they like you…" Yuffie explained…

"Yuffie" I started, "you are really messed up, you know" I explained…

"I know" she smiled..taking it as a compliment.

Shaking my head, they both wished me luck.

I was heading out now. Putting on my black peep-toe pumps, I took a breath and waved at them. Nervousness was taking me over.

Walking down the stairs, I thought, boy oh boy… tonight's gonna be a night to remember…


I opened the door and I saw an Audi A8 in the shade of smokey grey parked in front of the building. I pulled my jacket and slowly approached the car.

The door opened and Sephiroth came out. For a moment he just stared at me and his eyes never found mine, instead they wandered up and down. He approached me, and it had been the first I saw him dress this way.

He wore a black leather trousers, with black boots, and a white vest and casual jacket over him. He wore a long army dog-tag chain and his platinum hair was as always, beautifully kept.

"Well, don't you look pretty…" he looked down at me, I looked up and for a moment I swore we were drinking each other in. We just stood there, somehow content and not looking at the space between us as anything but…

"Hey… you can stare at her all night, but we got a party to go to. Aight?" Yuffie shouted out. Shera grabbed her mouth and laughed nervously at us.

Yuffie... I thought…

Sephiroth licked his lips and said: she's right… why be late when you have a pretty lady with you…

I blushed. We entered the car, and I was amazed at how comfortable the seats were. The interior of the car was as posh as could be. The car could hardly be cheap, as the digital screens in the car seem to show wealth in itself. He was playing rock music in the car softly which was a nice contrast to who I knew him for.


Sephiroth and I made finally made it to Scarlett's party. I was beginning to doubt I should even go. Sephiroth placed a hand on my shoulder…

"Just bite it…" he spoke…

I nodded.

Scarlett's apartment/condo, was quite an impressive piece of architecture. I wasn't any architect, but the place with it's sleek, modern design could hardly be cheap. Most of the condo was glass with metal furnishings. We could hear loud music, and people were everywhere. Sephiroth looked at me and I smiled.

"Are you ready…?"

I nodded.

With that we walked through the crowd, where people parted a way when they saw Sephiroth advancing toward them. People seem to quiet down and look, as Sephiroth seem to be attending Scarlett's party with me. I was close to walk behind him and that in itself seem to cause a greater commotion. I followed him up the stairs, where I could see Yuffie and Shera already eating from the appetizers table. I waved at them and they grinned. I knew exactly what they were thinking.

Dorks.

One of Sephiroth's friends approached him. They greeted each other and Sephiroth politely introduced me to his friend. The guy shook my hand and grinned broadly…

Sephiroth placed a hand on my shoulder and lead me away from his loser friends, as he jokingly quoted it. A waiter came by with drinks. Sephiroth took a beer and I took a very PG drink, a coke.

"Don't drink?" he asked…

I grimaced, "I use to, but… I never know when I get drunk…" I laughed…

He laughed…

We both stood by the balcony looking at the different people all around. We could see all of the familiar faces at the party. I had to admit the party was pretty wicked. There were people I had never seen, some I definitely knew were not from our university. There were guys who honestly speaking - were quite the intent heart-breakers. The party was moving from fast PG, to a quick racy NC-17.

I had never seen guys devour pretty girls like how I saw it tonight. I could not believe the graphic scenes I saw. An quite attractive blonde guy began kissing one his brunette girlfriends, and I swore I could see his tongue stroke hers back hungrily. Honestly, I wasn't sure what kind of party this was…

I almost felt sick being in a place like this. There were wild people everywhere, running around in short skimpy clothes, with their alcohol-bathed bodies making the mindless minions around them fall victim to their stupid. Sephiroth snarled. Somehow I could tell even this place pissed him off. The way people were acting was, lucrative.

As the night drew by, I was introduced to more of Sephiroth 's colleagues and I was beginning to get concern that they were all tall and really good-looking. One of Sephiroth's friends by the name of Angeal, even took the liberty to kiss my hand which made Sephiroth stare the boy, almost intently. I wasn't sure if Sephiroth was angry or anything, but he was as stiff as ice.

Sephiroth and I retired to a quieter location, where we looked over the balcony just looking at the ocean in the distance. He made small conversation with me, and I could tell he was not accustom to a girl not humouring him, or even stimulating the atmosphere. But I was a dork, a huge dork who didn't exactly know what to say to a guy, muchless a god like Sephiroth.

He looked over at me and I had to smile, "you're staring" I copied his truly…

He turned away, laughing. Somehow the tension breaking between us.

"So tell me… do you always dress this alluring?" he asked, taking a good look at me. Somehow I felt absolutely frozen in the legs, by his eyes of wicked green feeding me in. It was like - he left me to be rudely observed to his vulgar knowing. It could hardly be making sense, maybe I was flustered.

"Or maybe you just dress like this, for rock boys like me" he flattered himself big time.

"Talk about modesty…" I playfully joked with him. He laughed…

To be honest it was refreshing seeing him laugh. Biting my lips I condensed myself into telling him the truth.

"To be honest, Yuffie and Shera did this to me…made me up, even dressed me up" I looked at him and I could see he was amused…

"They dressed you… how do they do that?" he leaned closer, and I saw the wicked twinkle in his eyes. I blushed and he once again found himself laughing…

"Well anywho… they bought me this dress and I was kind of mortified when I saw it at first. And I still am to some sense, but the terror is slowly wearing off. Thing is, they think I need to change…" I spoke…

He observed me, "do you think you need change?"

I took a deep breath and wondered, "yeh I do…" I reckoned, "it's my last year of college Sephiroth. I've been known as a scholastic hound for almost 3 years, and all I've ever done was become a little too self-absorbent in my studies. You could say I never really did have a life of my own, outside of my academics. That's why it's important for me to somehow…" and with that he placed his finger over my lips. My eyes averted to his instantly. And I knew I had a fear, a sort of shock in them as his finger were on my lips. He shook his head…

"You don't need to explain why you changed Lockhart. After all none could argue about what you did and say it was a wrong thing. If you feel like it was worth it, and its what you want… then no one needs to say otherwise" he spoke…

Again, I had a strange feeling of déjà vu with Sephiroth. I found myself staring at him, with innocent eyes not absolutely sure what magic, what charm, what anything he wore on him. It was so strange. Here I sat back and psycho-analyzed him as a guy who, to be honest was just a big time rock-boy, who had a large diet, for pretty girls, sex, lavish living and being on a high throne. But the more I hung out with Sephiroth, was the more I realized he was more down-to-earth, than possible. He was unnaturally easy to talk to, and the strangest part about all of this, was the fact he seem to know exactly what to say, and at the right time. And all of this came from someone like him…

And I knew… I was glad, glad… I smiled on the thought…

"Are you thirsty?" he asked…

I nodded…

"A Coke or maybe something a bit harder… for the new you" he asked…

"You decide" I smiled… he nodded…

With that I was left alone to observe all the chaos going on down below. I could see many of my friends from school dancing, drinking, partying and really having themselves a good time.

And then I saw them.

I could see Aerith and Cloud together getting really cozy, looking over the balcony. His hands were around her. I examined the way he held onto her…

I bit my lip… what did I want… honestly, one minute I'm fine and when I see him, it's like everything becomes undone. I really didn't need their relationship messing with my head…

I also observed Yuffie. She was drinking like a fish. She had been sitting by the mini-bar, treating herself very well with all the 'free' drinks offered. I was amazed she could drink so much without capping out.

Shera however I did not see…

I headed down the stairs and approached Yuffie…

"Hey you lil drinker… don't you think that's enough" I spoke, but was rudely interjected by a voice which surprisingly, I knew…

"Oh, look who it is, if it isn't Tokyo U's favourite blonde nerd…" I knew the spastic voice of Scarlett anywhere.

I turned around and I could see people were looking at us. I nervously looked around, at Yuffie who was semi-drunk. My eyes even landed on Cloud and Aerith who were both looking at me..

"What do you want Scarlett?" I asked, somehow confused that she'd be… bitch-like again…

"What are you doing at my party?" she asked, with two of friends joining her, as if to intimidate me. I was honestly confused however… what did she mean, what was I doing at her party, the moron invited me…

"Did all the blonde go to your head, you invited me… remember?"

She laughed, "listen, Tiffy… I knew everybody I invited on the list" and she showed her iphone, with the list of names on it.

"But I'm certain, I did not invite you…" she smiled chronically evil.

I took a minute to see what she was doing. How could this harpy truly be this evil? I didn't know how to defend myself, because honestly, she'd just lie some more and everyone would think I was liar…

"But you invited me Scarlett, you know you came over and invited my friends and I with your stupid pink and black flyers…" I explained…

She stood there looking at me without a single emotion in her face. She was so gonna lie and make this look like a scene out of fricking hell.

"No I did not. I remembered inviting Yuffie and Shera… but I never recalled giving you a flyer…" she spoke…

"Scarlett what is your problem?" a voice interjected. It was Shera. "Are you like friggin losing it, you came up to the three of us and handed us flyers. Why are you doing this?" Shera herself sounded confused…

"I know what I did Shera and I did not invite your friend.. okay?" and something about her voice made it sound as final as could be. I pursed my lips. Because everyone that was looking at us, was muttering, whispering and I could tell they all thought the same thing - I was a blonde girl with the tenancy to invite myself to other people's parties and what's worst, is that I dare them in their own homes.

"Gosh Scarlett you are such a bitch!!" Shera shouted out…

"This is my party… if you don't like my rules, leave…" she said boldly to Shera.

I stood there, feeling utterly insulted, trampled and … for the second time, crushed. She did it again, and there was no way to prove to everyone she was the evil harpy she made herself otherwise to be.

"What Tiffy… upset, gonna cry again… gonna cry?" she laughed, "then, who cares… cry all you want.." she and her friends laughed. And I would have cried, and cringed and gone into my protective ball. But I was standing in the centre of all the chaos. And I couldn't cry, nor could I defend myself. I could only stand and take the beating. And all alone, I stood to take her beatings…

"Don't you satiate yourself enough on other people's pain… what are you Scarlett, a weed?" came his voice. It was Sephiroth's. I sharply spun around and found myself gawking at him… unintentionally.

Scarlett, immediately shut her mouth. She could not arch a single word against him..

"Now, now Scarlett where's all your fiery temper?" he asked with a hint of irritation in his voice…

"This is my party" she suddenly found her tongue…

"Yeh, I know it's your party…" he replied almost curtly, "but your party also has in writing, bring a friend… well this is mine" he placed a hand on my waist…

"If you would excuse us" and with that he led us away from all the commotion.

Scarlett just stood there dumbfounded. Completely beaten by what was written in the print. Take that bitch!


It was around half past 11 and the party truly began warming up. The music had pumped up, and they brought out some really yummy deserts and appetizers. Sephiroth and I were already half-drunk, but I think I was a bit more drunk. He mentioned it would be the last time he gave a margarita on the rocks to drink. My skin felt really warm, and my head was a bit dizzy from all the people around us…

Sephiroth saw his brothers and temporarily left to hang out with them. I didn't think it much of a problem, since we'd been in each other's company for the entire night. I agreed, I haven't paid much attention to my friends either. That had to be bad friend ethics.

As I walked through the party, people were jumping up and down. They were sweating, and some were drenched in alcohol. The thronging in the crowd was really horrible. I could barely walk in a straight link being tossed side to side by these crazy people.

I finally found Shera who was nursing an absolute drunk Yuffie.

"What happened?" I inspected a drunk Yuffie who was leaning against the wall with her eyes glazed over. Oh gosh, Yuffie truly was crack when ready…

"Ms. Kisarugi here exploited the freeness at the bar. Now she's stone drunk. She doesn't even know her name" Shera sighed, "honestly, I'm gonna kill her when she's straight"

I assisted Shera with the drunk Yuffie, who was quite the vivacious type to say some really out of place things. She was talking about her favourite food, her favourite underwear – as if I needed to know that, she was going on and on about weird things in her life…

"And when I was eight my cat died. Fluffly. He was really fat…" she started crying and talking about her childhood cat. Shera really didn't know what to do, neither did I. I never really handled a drunk person, so… Yuffie was the first one, and she wasn't making the helping process easy.

We assisted Yuffie for about 10 minutes, trying to let breathe in some fresh air to relax and calm herself. We actually thought the thick-head was calming down, oh boy the fates would show us how ironic they could be.

It was around 12 o' clock, and people at this party were really stoned. Nobody was leaving this party, especially at midnight. In fact people were now arriving in their cars, and I actually had to frown this was the life of pathetic college students.

"Oh my gosh, Tifa look who it is… it's Vincent"

In the distance not too far from us was Vincent with some of his friends. It seem he had now arrive with his posse. He was nicely dressed with simple clothes, and I actually saw a fragment of what Yuffie saw in the guy.

Yuffie straightened herself, and shook her head. She said she needed to be excused. She actually made a sentence, a proper one. Shera and I exchanged looks and wondered if we should let her go, but she insisted and with that she left.

"Do you think we did the right thing?" I asked…

Shera sighed, shaking her head. "I dunno"

Shera and I sat by the balcony having a small conversation. She had asked me all about Sephiroth and she was thrilled he had my back. I myself could hardly get over that shock. In some way… I really appreciated what he had done. I lack the courage to stand up to people like Scarlett, but boy, it was amazing having someone like Sephiroth whip her ass at my expense.

Shera sounded really happy for me, and it was then she yawned out and said she was really tired. Perhaps she'd be heading out in about 15 minutes when Yuffie returned. And that's when she realized, where was Yuffie?

We turned around and started to inspect the crowds. Neither one of us could see anything with frantic jumping people. The crowd was way too thick to see anyone that I knew.

"I can't see anything in this crowd, what about you Sher?" and she took my shoulders and faced me into the direction her stun eyes were looking into.

Dead in front of us, was Yuffie holding two glasses of vodka in her hand. The little bitch, I thought. She went to drink, not think about anything. She was heading into the direction of Vincent. I gasped. Oh no, this could not be good. If she went up to Vincent I knew exactly what she in her drunk state would do…

And before my eyes… she lurched her drunk-ass-self straight over Vincent.

Oh no…

Not happening, not happening, not happening, I chanted…

To be continued… for Party Misadventures part 2