Note: I've been on an FY streak if you hadn't noticed already…with Boushin and stuff…and in my upcoming one, "Sukunami" is being used. Someone slap me! This chapter is going to shorter than usual for um…reasons. ^_^ Sorry, I'll make it up to you by making the next chapter longer.
Ethereal Glances
*5 years later*
She opened her eyes to the sun that was peaking in through the
curtains. 'Wait…curtains?' She still felt groggy but she knew that she
didn't have curtains! Tifa sat up, rubbing her head with unusual vigor. She
felt sick to her stomach…the pain was unbearable. Moving her legs she felt the
blanket; not rough like her own. It was silk…red silk. Where was she?
"Hey…finally woke up." She turned her head to the voice, which was
next to the door. It was Cloud.
"Ugh…don't tell me I have to start work now. What a pain…Someday,
when I get enough money I'm quitting." She wrapped her arms around her stomach
as she felt some pain. Soon, Tifa acknowledged the fact that it was indeed
Cloud's room. "I beg your pardon Your Highness, but…why am I in your room?"
"I think you had too much to drink last night." He shrugged.
"Didn't know you drank wine…guess you liked it."
"Her Highness will not approve of the mind games you play on me…it's
inappropriate for a prince like you to be acting like this. It's inhuman."
"What games?" He smirked. "I simply offered you wine and you
accepted."
"You're a pig! It occurs to me now why women would love to be your
wife. I couldn't stand you for a minute!" She jumped off the bed, ignoring the
pain in stomach. Reaching for the door he stopped her when his arm snaked
around her waist. He leaned in towards her and kissed her cheek, pulling away
slightly, his lips barely touching her ear.
"Don't ever call me that…otherwise, that whipping you had
five years ago will mean absolutely nothing."
She stood rigid. How dare he! Him…torturing her! It wasn't right!
"She pulled away from him and slapped him across the face. It never occurred to
her what the consequences would be…
"I'm not…I'm not your toy! I am not to be played with! I have
strict orders to take care of you! Though I may be younger it was made my
responsibility!"
"Your words sting me, honey." He took a step towards her until she
was backed up against the door. "But let me inform you on something: Slapping a
prince is not called responsibility. What you just did was utter stupidity and
there's no way in hell that I'll let that slip away, without you being
punished."
To think that he was cute and proper! That was pure bull…over the
course of years, he had become a jerk…only to her and she often wondered why.
What had she done to offend him? It was ridiculous! Cloud Strife was being a
jerk! No point in arguing with him.
She opened the door and she was stopped once again.
"Where are you going?"
"The dungeon, where else? For the first time in my life, I thought
I was free from this torture…unfortunately, you take pride in doing so."
He chuckled. "I didn't mean that kind of torture, princess."
Her eyes widened. "Oh no…I'll go for the whipping, thank you."
He blinked. "Just what are you implying?"
'Who cares about punishment now!?' With all her might she smacked
his cheek, making him reel back for a millisecond.
"Ow…"
Author's Notes: That was unbearable short…but I also wanted to add
a bit of humor…not quite for princes and princess and that sort but it fits…sort
of. I'm really sorry for the short chapter…um…that small conversation at the
very end…hehe, it'll gradually grow. But who cares about that right now…you
must be mad at me for it being so short. I'll make it longer in the next
chapter, I promise! The only reason it's so short is because I lost my
inspiration in it…don't worry though! I'll get it back…that's why I'm making it
longer! ^_^