I don't understand..
Can I hold you..?
Am I dying?
Are we dying?
No. We're already dead.
My body's weightless.
I know.
Am I drowning?
In your own blood.
Why are you holding me?
Because I love you.
Thats not true.
You know it is.
Then why are we dying?
Together.
As we stayed afloat, in the Lifestream, I stared at you, writhing your ways deeply into my
head. What was wrong with me? What was this feeling I had. It was pure hatred wasn't it?
Hatred doesn't exsist here.
My question was answered. You and I looked down upon the world, its beautiful spiral of
colors whirling with excitement.
Is that really the beauty I tried to destroy..?
Yes.
Our conversation seemed silent. It was almost as if she'd gotten into my mind.....
.....
"Cloud.."
"Cloud, wake up, we're already late!"
"Cloud.. Wake up, silly!"
"Cloud..?"
"Oh, no. Cloud.. no. Say it isn't so..? Say it isn't so!"
Tifa laid her head down on the side of the bed Cloud's lifeless body laid on. Tears of
pain streaked her face as she threw one arm over him. "Cloud, no. This can't be. How could
you leave me like this?" She pounded the wooden floor with her free fist. That sent Barret
on the run. In no time, Barret burst through the door.
"Tifa?! What's the problem?! Is it jes' that Cloud finally decided to--" Barret cut his
sentence short when he saw what had happened. Cloud's face was slack, pale. Lifeless, to
an extend. Barret shook his head, and exited, without saying another word.
Tifa rocked back on her knees and stared further at Cloud. He died in his sleep. So
peaceful. A graceful, quiet way to leave. But he shouldn't have left. He was only 21,
and he had had the rest of his life to live...
.....
Why did you show me that?
Its the result of your actions.
So? He deserved to die.
No he didn't.
It doesn't matter now. He's dead.
Yes, but..
But what?
He's on his way here.
Shit.
.....
When Tifa finally emerged from the room, Red XIII and Barret were waiting. Yuffie was down
stairs, sulking in private. Cid had returned home to Shera, and hopefully they were doing
okay. Only heaven knows what Vincent was doing. Cait-Sith had returned to do whatever he
wished.
"Is he really dead?" Red XIII questioned. Mighty dumb question, but he asked it. Tifa nodded
sadly, as Barret advanced to her to hug her.
"I'm so sorry, Tifa. I had no idea." Barret consoled her as much as he could, but Tifa
pulled away.
"Its alright, Barret. Its not your fault. A least he passed.." She turned back to look into
the room. "Peacefully."
.....
How do you pass.. peacefully?
Cloud passed in his sleep.
How?
I cannot tell you.
...I hate you.
I know.
.....
Can I hold you..?
Am I dying?
Are we dying?
No. We're already dead.
My body's weightless.
I know.
Am I drowning?
In your own blood.
Why are you holding me?
Because I love you.
Thats not true.
You know it is.
Then why are we dying?
Together.
As we stayed afloat, in the Lifestream, I stared at you, writhing your ways deeply into my
head. What was wrong with me? What was this feeling I had. It was pure hatred wasn't it?
Hatred doesn't exsist here.
My question was answered. You and I looked down upon the world, its beautiful spiral of
colors whirling with excitement.
Is that really the beauty I tried to destroy..?
Yes.
Our conversation seemed silent. It was almost as if she'd gotten into my mind.....
.....
"Cloud.."
"Cloud, wake up, we're already late!"
"Cloud.. Wake up, silly!"
"Cloud..?"
"Oh, no. Cloud.. no. Say it isn't so..? Say it isn't so!"
Tifa laid her head down on the side of the bed Cloud's lifeless body laid on. Tears of
pain streaked her face as she threw one arm over him. "Cloud, no. This can't be. How could
you leave me like this?" She pounded the wooden floor with her free fist. That sent Barret
on the run. In no time, Barret burst through the door.
"Tifa?! What's the problem?! Is it jes' that Cloud finally decided to--" Barret cut his
sentence short when he saw what had happened. Cloud's face was slack, pale. Lifeless, to
an extend. Barret shook his head, and exited, without saying another word.
Tifa rocked back on her knees and stared further at Cloud. He died in his sleep. So
peaceful. A graceful, quiet way to leave. But he shouldn't have left. He was only 21,
and he had had the rest of his life to live...
.....
Why did you show me that?
Its the result of your actions.
So? He deserved to die.
No he didn't.
It doesn't matter now. He's dead.
Yes, but..
But what?
He's on his way here.
Shit.
.....
When Tifa finally emerged from the room, Red XIII and Barret were waiting. Yuffie was down
stairs, sulking in private. Cid had returned home to Shera, and hopefully they were doing
okay. Only heaven knows what Vincent was doing. Cait-Sith had returned to do whatever he
wished.
"Is he really dead?" Red XIII questioned. Mighty dumb question, but he asked it. Tifa nodded
sadly, as Barret advanced to her to hug her.
"I'm so sorry, Tifa. I had no idea." Barret consoled her as much as he could, but Tifa
pulled away.
"Its alright, Barret. Its not your fault. A least he passed.." She turned back to look into
the room. "Peacefully."
.....
How do you pass.. peacefully?
Cloud passed in his sleep.
How?
I cannot tell you.
...I hate you.
I know.
.....
