I began descending the stairs from the V.I.P. room hoping that Cloud had enough sense to wait several minutes before making his exit out of the very same room. I cannot believe that I just blurted out my feelings for him. Well, I suppose it wasn't 'blurting out', I think that I played it cool when I said it. Good job, Lockheart, you used to be a puddle of jelly around him and now you can be as nonchalant as Cloud Strife himself. I must've been thinking hard, because I ran straight into someone.

"I am so sorry." Was my automatic reply, not really paying attention to who it was I bumped into, and I kept on moving to find my friend. I was taken aback when I felt someone grab my arm. I spun around ready to defend myself against the victim of my clumsiness but was shocked to see who it was.

"Whatchu doin' up in 'dat room, chere?" His silky voice made their way to my ears.

"Hey sugar! I thought you were gonna stay home tonight?" I exclaimed.

"I was...'til I got some news 'dat I t'ought you oughta know." The expression that my husband wore was solemn, and it was the kind of expression that would make someone's heart sink.

"What is it, Louis?" The music was pounding and I wasn't sure if he could hear me, apparently he did.

"Belladonna est morte." he said solemnly.

Now, I've been around Louis enough to be able to catch and understand most of his native tongue, but the word 'morte' is not somethin' that I'm familiar with. I looked at him with a confused look on my face, and spoke back "Je ne comprend pas, Louis."

"Belladonna is dead, chere."

I was speechless. The woman and I didn't get along, but I don't see why in the world she had to die. I just stood there with a shocked look on my face, before noticing that my husband was pulling me towards the V.I.P. room.

"I gotta tell you 'da story, Tifa and 'dis damn musique is too damn loud I can't t'ink. Allez viens dans ici."

Oh no, Louis. You don't wanna go in there... "Baby, where's Matthew?" I questioned, trying to think fast.

"Ova 'dere 'wit Yuffie." He nodded his head over to the bar where the duo stood. The child was in awe at his surroundings, but didn't look like he had been crying. My attention was entirely focused on the stairs and the room that stood at the top.

Please be gone, Cloud. Look out of the glass window and see me comin'. Hide for God sakes, just please do somethin'. I prayed silently. Finally we reached our destination, and it seemed like everything was going in slow motion as my husband opened the door. Unfortunately, my prayers went unanswered...

I was sitting on the very comfortable couch in the room where Tifa had left me, when much to my demise, the woman whom I have fallen head over heels for, re-entered my temporary domain with that damn Cajun. Oh wait, I'm sorry. She was halfway being drug into the room by that damn Cajun.

"Hey Cloud." she said quietly. I noticed she quickly looked at her feet, trying to hide her fear.

"Hey Tif." I nodded my head towards the man she supposedly belonged to, "Louis."

"Whatchu doin' up in here, Strife?" he asked suspiciously.

"Just chillin'...havin' a couple of drinks." was my cool reply. He wouldn't be able to tell if anything was goin' on judging by my behavior, but Tifa was having a hard time tryin' to juggle everything.

"I see. Well why don' chu tell me why you was up in here, while Tifa was too? You can explain 'dat to me, non?" he asked while jerking Tifa closer to him. He turned his head toward her, and asked quietly, "You got some'tin 'dat you hidin' from me, chere?"

"No, baby. Why would you say that?" she looked back at him, shocked that he would ask such a thing.

" 'Cause you both were up in 'dis room at 'da same time, Tifa. And it ain't like it a big shocka that I see 'de way he looks at you." he turned back towards me, anger in those green eyes. "I know whatchu want Cloud Strife. 'Dis Cajun sees it all. But I'ma tell you one thing, mon ami, you ain't 'gone touch her. You undastand me? 'Cause you don't deserve some'tin like 'dis." He pulled Tifa closer and began touching her wherever he wanted. He licked her neck, and bit her collarbone, which caused her to yelp in pain and pleasure.

"Louis, don't do this in front of people...wait until we get home." Tifa whispered, trying to calm her husband down. I saw her glance in my direction, and I'm sure she can see the anger plastered on my face. That damn Cajun is pushing my limits when it comes to the girl in his arms. She's not his anymore. Come to think of it, she's never been his. She's mine, and always will be, but the man who is suppose to see is all has been made blind to that fact.

"A person like Tifa is a saint 'fo puttin up 'wit you, Cloud." he stopped messing with her neck, and looked back towards me.

"Louis, don't-"

At this point, I have lost all control over my usually strong temper. "No, Tif. Let him keep on standin' there talkin' shit. That's all he's done was talk shit since the day you met him. He told you he loved you, didn't he? But look what he turned around and did. He thinks he's provin' himself to me by puttin' his hands all over you and violating you, but the damn Cajun is only makin' himself look more like a bastard." Oh that's pissin' him off. Keep goin', Strife.

"So please, make my day Louis. Hell, make my fuckin' life why don't you, and continue to push me to the point where I will beat the ever-living shit out of you." I smirked and crossed my arms. I was pleased to see his reaction.

The man attempted to walk towards me, but was stopped by a pleading Tifa.

"Baby, please don't act like this. I know you're upset because of what happened to Bella-"

"I could give a damn about Bella, Tifa!" he spat, trying to get towards me.

Tifa turned and looked at me, and said "Louis' first wife was killed. That's why we were comin' up here to talk, Cloud. Louis, Cloud was up here, because he met some girl and she wound up havin' to leave. I saw her leave and I came up to ask what had happened. That's it, love. Now will you both calm down, so I can understand how Belladonna died?"

Louis mumbled a 'yeah' while I just nodded. Leave it to the infamous Tifa Lockheart to get everyone out of a big mess.