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Here's another Cloti, a bit less angsty and a bit more fluffy this time. Please, enjoy!

016. Let's Go

It was a whirlwind of power in the Northern Crater. Visibly, the vibrant teal swirled in great swathes just below our feet; a reminder of the fate that awaited us, pounding our minds with draining energy on every pulse of the light. But more than that - I'd felt his presence the entire way down. The monsters here were stronger, too strong at times, and I'd suspected that it was due to him. I could feel his anger, his pain and, strangely, his loneliness. But I could also feel his voice in my head, the ghost of the tickle of breath in my ears. Deep inside my mind. It... Hurt, almost, at times. Perhaps it was due to my previous... Exposure to Mako, I thought. But I didn't say anything though, not even to Vincent. We were all downtrodden, and the last thing any of us needed was to think that I was loosing myself again. They needed a strong leader - I had to be that.

Before long, we had to be separated - I went my way, and I would've sent Tifa hers, but I cared too much to risk loosing her, pushing her away from me. So I put Cid in charge of the other team, however selfish that was. I wanted to keep her by my side, just for a while longer.

"Cloud, what will we do?" She asked me, calmly and serenely as always, the night before we saw the other group again. She looked at me, big burgundy eyes full of worry and despair. I knew that she worried for me though, for all of us. She cared too much about the others. She hair had become knotted, and she skin sheen we slightly, with and the sweat and grime and other remnants for the monster's we'd encountered over the days it'd taken is thus far.

"We'll fight Sephiroth. We'll win." I spat out the words that'd made up my mantra since the day Aerith was murdered, and I was always unemotional in doing so. Cold, even.

"I know." She sighed softly, giving into the answer she'd received a hundred times over. "I meant after this. When we're past all of it."

I was suck, stumped for words. She was asking me things that I'd never considered myself. I'd never considered the future, just surviving this battle. Surviving the apocalypse. I'd never once considered a future - of even if it'd be with Tifa. But as I thought that, it sounded unnatural. I just wasn't sure what form it would take. So I gave her the coward's answer; none.

We met up again, before long - both teams reunited for what may've been the last time. Emotions were running high amongst the group; even Cid and Barrett's 'manly-manly' exteriors began to crack, crumbling under the weight of the risk and task ahead. Not only did we have our lives to protect and save, but also the lives of every man, woman and child on the planet. We'd already decided that should Meteor come too close, Yuffie and Vincent were to leave and go to Midgar, to save all those they could in a last ditch effort should we fail. Should we die.

"Cloud, what shall we do?" She asked me, after I'd declared our path was set. Her lips were pursed tightly shut and her neat, coal black eyebrows both pulled together and upwards; her clothes were torn and frayed and she looked far worse for wear - as I'm sure we all did.

I replied in the only I knew how by this point, with short words. "Let's Go."

Just a short one this time, but it's kinda cute. Well, it's not angsty, and with this pairing that's so damn romantic! Please, review if you liked it, and follow for updates. Thanks!