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"For You"

By K.T. Selner (6/17/09)

"No." Cloud suddenly answered Tifa's query rigidly.

"But why can't I buy a truck?" Tifa asked; twisting around Cloud's arms. They were in the living room listening to music while they cuddle in each other's arms on the couch and having one of their silly conversations. It just occurred to Tifa that she needed a truck for Cloud not to be bothered by going to the market occasionally.

"I said no, Tifa and that's final." Cloud sounded so serious that Tifa decided to let it go, for now. It was great that Cloud is now part of the decision making in the house though sometimes his decisions are very unreasonable; Tifa won't be the one to spoil it, anyway. Besides, Cloud's still useful in buying ingredients for their menu at the bar.

"I thought I asked you to buy vegetables in the market an hour ago." Tifa towered over Cloud's sleeping form with her hands on the sides of her hips. She frowned angrily when he noticed Cloud wasn't moving on the couch and was apparently taking his sweet time. He was getting lazier and lazier now that he's very comfortable at the house. He can say 'no' now. "Cloud!" Tifa harshly nudged him and was answered by mumbled words.

Sometimes, Cloud's stubbornness could make Tifa's patience vanish.

"Fine! I'll do it." Tifa left Cloud where he was and went to the kitchen to grab Cloud's keys hanging on the wall. She noticed a vehicle in front of the bar but decided she'll ask the owner to move it later. She needed vegetables now.

Tifa was looking at Fenrir parked in the garage. She was still deciding if it's right to use the big bike even though Cloud always say not to go anywhere near it. It was strictly off-limits. He was stringent about it and Tifa was sure he would get mad if she tried to ride it—she wasn't naïve though, she knew how to drive motorcycles and has a license. How hard could it be? It really isn't different from others, right?

Deciding that she'd drive it—Cloud wouldn't notice it anyway because he's sleeping, Tifa mounted the bike. She inserted the key then held on to the handles. Looking at her feet to find the bike stand, she readied herself for the weight. Unfortunately, when she kicked it, her legs gave in on the unexpected heaviness. Luckily, she had good reflexes. She jumped away before it toppled over her.

Panicking, Tifa tried to place it on its previous position again but it was too heavy for her arms.

"What are you doing, Tifa?"

"I'm trying to put it upright." Tifa heaved a breath and pulled the bike upwards again; unnoticing that it was Cloud who asked her the question.

It was seconds before it registered in her brain. Uh-oh! Busted!

Tifa turned around to find Cloud was already behind her with his arms crossed over his chest looking a bit disappointed. "What did I told you about Fenrir?"

Looking down at her feet, Tifa bit her lip before answering "You said not to go anywhere near it."

"Do you know why?" Cloud's staid voice was a sign that he was upset.

Tifa, on the other hand, had thought of an answer but it was kind of bitter "Because you're obsessed with it and you cared for it more than us."

Cloud's eyebrows rose. "Right." Did she really think that?

Tifa didn't speak. She watched Cloud, without effort, positioned Fenrir standing.

Gazing into Tifa's guilty eyes, Cloud posed "How heavy is the bike for you Tifa?"

Tifa didn't stare back into his; she busied herself looking at her feet, feeling like a child who got caught being naughty "Heavy enough, I guess." Remembering about their conversation two nights ago, she decided to put it up again "That's why I need to buy a truck so that I would get my ingredients and let you do whatever you want on your day off."

Cloud disregarded her last statement. He nudged Tifa's chin to look at him "Now that you know, you probably have figured out the real reason why I don't want any of you to go near it—especially Marlene."

Tifa just blinked at him. She had no idea what the real reason was.

"It's because I cared for you so much and I don't want you to be squished by it. What do you think I'll do if it toppled over you or Denzel or Marlene?"

Tifa, feeling much guiltier than it was she just muttered "Sorry."

"It's okay, just don't do it again." Cloud kissed Tifa's forehead before he embracing her for a quick moment "About the truck…" He walked towards the switch to open the garage door and pressed it.

The door opened slowly and when Tifa saw a parked, brand new, dark blue truck in front, her mouth went wide in surprise. Looking back and forth at Cloud and the truck in awe while she rambled "I thought… you said… I…"

Cloud pulled the keys out of his pocket "I said you can't but I didn't say I won't buy it for you." He gently took Tifa's hand in his and placed the keys on her palm. "Now, if you please push this button…" He pointed to the remote "… and excuse me, I have some vegetables to unload."

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