Chapter 8: Unexpected Conflict
Two weeks have passed since Sephiroth had the "madness attack" and so far things were definately not going as planned. Sephiroth had been expecting Cloud for several days but he could not sense him anywhere near the area. Surely Cloud would've arrived by now. In addition to that, it was taking Sephiroth longer to convince Aeris. At least Cloud not showing up gave him time for more dreams, but she was still so reluctant. These were the dreams as of late.
Cloud's Dream
There were lush greenery everywhere that gave off a faint glow. I remember this place, it was the Sleeping Forest again, but instead of Aeris being there, I only saw Tifa. What does this mean? Lately, all I've been dreaming about was her. Why? Is there some unearthed feeling I have for her? Deep in my subconscious, do I really want her? I don't know, but I DO know that I cannot stand her being in the hands of Sephiroth. I don't know what he's doing with her and that makes me feel so painful and uneasy. Oh no, there he is again. WHY? WHY? WHY are you in my dreams yet AGAIN!!!!???!?!? Are you here to curse me for the rest of my life, taking away all I hold dear. No!! NO! NO! I WON'T HAVE IT!! I started running towards him, but it seems I am getting nowhere. He embraces her from behind, kissing her neck and making a trail of butterfly kisses up on the side of her face. Tifa turned around, apparently not getting enough. This time she jumps up and forces her mouth on Sephiroth's. Oh God, I can't take this anymore!! Tifa why are you doing this? You loathe that man, you always have and you always will. I see the pair pulling away and Tifa rests her head on his shoulders, looking completely content. I don't think I ever saw the look of satisfaction on her face ever since I left Nibelheim.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU TIFA!?!?!? GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I shouted. Both look up at me, but Tifa only buried her head deeper in his chest.
"What's the matter Cloud, is this more than you can bear? HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!"
"You arrogant bastard, why are you always taking what's MINE!!??"
"Because you took something of my possession long ago, so now, you're paying me back with this little minx here," he replied, lifting Tifa's chin with his index finger and kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Stop it!!"
"Or you'll what. This young lady can't wait for you forever, why... that'd be ludicrous. You'd never took the liberty of loving her when you had the chance, so you choose to do so when she's not yours to hold. Why Cloud, that's awfully selfish of you," Sephiroth remarked in this cocky sarcastic tone that made Cloud livid.
"Whether or not you make a speedy rescue is completely up to you, but take notice that you do not want to make this rare one wait. She just might fall into the hands of... the likes of me, ha ha ha ha ha ha," he laughed and whisked Tifa away...
Aeris' Dream
Oh God, where am I this time? I looked at my surroundings to find that I was in my altar, the one I prayed in before I died. Wow, isn't that awkward? Talking about my own death and yet, being alive to tell about it, isn't that ironic? Just then "he" stepped out of the shadows again.
"What do you want Sephiroth? Must you invade me in my sleep?" I asked.
"Why of course, all I'm trying to do is awaken your true feelings for me," he said.
"Feelings? Oh, you mean of loathe and hatred, right?"
"Ouch, my, my, aren't we angry," Sephiroth remarked.
"Sephiroth, I love Cloud, he's the only one I want to be with."
"But all you're doing is getting in the way of the two lovers," he said while raising an image of Cloud and Tifa together.
"Don't you think I know that!? GOD, for the longest time I've envied her! She shared something with Cloud that I didn't, and I'm jealous of it, jealous of not being his object of affection," I cried.
"Aeris, don't you remember the good times we had together, all the laughter and the joy we shared?" he asked.
"Somewhere along the lines, you forgot how to laugh and bring joy. How can you say that you brought joy to me when all I remember all the tears and bloodshed you caused everyone?" I questioned.
"Hmmm... a skeptic I see," Sephiroth started,"You're going to have to look, look back into your mind and find the memories that we shared and hold dear." I couldn't think of anything else to say so I did take a moment to think. Yes, when I was younger, he did visit me in the labs. It got to the point where I anticipated with joy for his arrival. When my mother and I escaped, I didn't see him again. When Mom died, my grief for him ended and I almost had forgotten. Then, I met Zack. A SOLDIER, First Class... the same as him, the same as Sephiroth. It was then that I realized both Cloud and Zack were my envisionaries of Sephiroth. I was trying to replace him because he'd gone and I needed him... or at least someone like him. No, no it can't be, Cloud's different, he cares for me like no other had, I know it. It has to be true, what else am I left with if I wasn't.
"You'd be left with me," Sephiroth said, reading my mind. I looked up and he was already embracing me. He leaned in for a kiss and again, I didn't move, I could not move...
Sephiroth came out of his trance and was truly satisfied with what he had accomplished, Aeris was just on the brink of persuasion. He was close, so close, then he'll have Aeris and Tifa'll have her Cloud. Speaking of that, Sephiroth spotted Tifa sitting on the bed with her hands supporting her face.
"It won't be long now, your Cloud will get here any day now and Aeris will soon be convinced," he said.
"It's not like it matters anyway," Tifa said in a depressed voice. Sephiroth gave her an odd look, he thought she'd be happy.
"What's the matter? Is something wrong, you don't sound too excited," he said, arching an eyebrow.
"It's nothing, don't press me about it. I don't want to deal with you today, so leave me alone." Taken back, Sephiroth decided to say something that would surely get a rise out of her.
"Don't tell me it's your time of the month, I don't have the patience to deal with that right now," he chuckled.
"You ignorant jerk!! Why do all men assume that when a woman is unhappy, they're going through their 'time of month'? It's friggin half-witted people like you that stupidifies the world! You know what!? It's not PMS, I just hate you!!" she stood up and stormed into the bathroom.
Sephiroth expected her to be annoyed, but he didn't think she'd throw a tantrum. There must be something wrong.
"No this can't be happening, not when we're so close, she's going to ruin everything I worked for if I don't do something," he thought.
Tifa sat on the floor of the bathroom and started to sob. For awhile now, she had been thinking about the plan. It wasn't going to work, no matter how much time Sephiroth took planning it. Even if he did manage to win over Aeris, if she was gone, note or not, Cloud would search the world over for her. He wouldn't stop until he found her or until he died.
"Cloud and I would never know peace if he rescued me and Aeris was gone. He'd go crazy, there's no way he'd let Sephiroth have her. Cloud loves her, and only her. It's not that complicated, why doesn't Sephiroth understand that? I'll have to repeat that heinous cycle all over again. Either way, I lose," she said to herself. Tifa made many attempts of escape, but none succeeded. Sephiroth's senses were beyond keen and could sense if she was out of the area. She figured that if she got away, she wouldn't have to deal with the plan, Cloud, Aeris, and Sephiroth. Nothing was working, she couldn't escape the hell that was swallowing her. Well at least until she thought of another way out; just not the ideal method of it. Then again, there were so many ways to go about her "different method". Again, she tried so many times, but Tifa only failed. Finally she found the perfect path to it. For about two weeks now, Tifa let her body slowly waste away. Not only was she physically deteriorating, but mentally as well.
Sephiroth sat back in the chair and thought for a moment.
"Why would she be acting so strangely and especially now? She can't be homesick, the news of Cloud didn't uplift her in the slightest. What could be wrong? Was she ill? Yes, that has to be it," he thought. The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. Her skin, no longer peach and radiant, but pale and sallow and her eyes didn't have that vibrant glow to them, instead, they were dull and lifeless. Yes indeed, there was something wrong. Sephiroth recognized something else too. Tifa's clothing no longer fit her. Instead of her clothes being tight and sultry, they were loose and baggy. She was always pulling up her skirt and fixing her top so they wouldn't fall of or hang loosely. Suddenly, it hit him, he finally realized what was going on, what Tifa was doing to herself.
Sephiroth shot up from the chair and pounded on the bathroom door.
"Go away, leave me alone!" she sniffled.
"I am not leaving until I determine your problem," he said back.
"Problem, what problem? You have no idea what you're talking about, so leave me be and go think about your precious Aeris." Sephiroth stepped back and took a deep breath.
"Oh curse me for being so weak," he whispered to himself and knocked the bathroom door down.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!! Can't you see I want to be alone or do you really mean to torture me?" she asked standing up. He didn't answer, only grabbing both of her arms; nearly immobilizing her.
"What are you doing Sephiroth?" she asked. Again, she was met with no answer, Sephiroth knelt down and looked at her stomach. He grimaced and stood back up again and was met by Tifa's glassy eyes.
"Why aren't you eating your rations?" he asked. Totally surprised by his question, Tifa's eyes grew.
"What?"
"You heard me, why aren't you eating your rations, look at you, you're so weak you can barely move. If I deliver you in less than perfect condition, I'll never make a successful escape with Aeris," he explained. Sephiroth dragged her out to the middle of the room.
"You always complain about me," she said, her voice faltering," why not kill me now like you always wanted to."
"What's wrong with you? Why do you want to foolishly throw your life away?" he asked.
"So many times I tried to myself, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, so I chose a different method. I allowed myself to slowly waste away. I'd suffer more, but in due time, it would get the job done. So please Sephiroth, end all my suffering, all my pain," she said, unsheathing his sword and offering it to him.
"What I don't understand is why you want to die."
"It's really simple actually, do you know what it's like to be loved by no one? To watch who you hold dear show affection towards another? It hurts Goddamnit! To go through this, to see everyone else loved, but me, to see everyone cared for, but me, to know that everyone is desired, but me. That might sound a little selfish, but it's not like anyone cared for what I felt anyway!" she cried.
"Tifa--"
"No, don't talk, the pain hurts here the most Sephiroth, more than anything else. Here is what's broken and can't be healed," Tifa said putting her hand over her heart," but you wouldn't know about that would you Sephiroth? You have to have a heart to feel pain and love." She looked up at his harsh, but sympathetic eyes.
"I do have a heart," he started.
"Really? I wouldn't have guessed,"
"Goddamnit, let me finish!" he shouted angrily, making Tifa wince.
"You say, I'm a cold, cruel, relentless pyscho that wouldn't know love if it was staring me in the face. But I do know what it is, and I've been waiting for it for so long. Love has always been a natural weakness, always setting up barriers, so yes, I was taught not to love. But hell, I've been able to grasp whatever humanity I had left to remember what it felt like," he said.
"Love you say? I think you misinterpret the word. You don't go off killing the one you love, no matter how crazy you may be," Tifa replied.
"Exactly," Sephiroth said, taking the sword from Tifa and throwing it against the wall.
"I'll show you love," he whispered staring straight into her confused eyes.
Sephiroth wrapped his muscular arms around Tifa's waist, pulling her tight, and kissed her. Too shocked to even respond, and confused that his touch was so cold and yet, warm at the same time, Tifa simply put her hands on Sephiroth's broad shoulders. To push him away, perhaps? No, she was too weak. Besides, did she really want to? Maybe. He forced her lips open and let his tongue slide into her mouth. She put her arms around his neck and moaned inwardly. Taking this as a sign to continue, Sephiroth pressed her closer against his body.
"Sephiroth, don't," Tifa whispered.
"I'll stop, if you really want me to," he said," just say it."
"I can't."
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked. She paused, as if fighting a serious mental dilemma.
"...No."
Sephiroth made no furthur delay and unclasped his cape to wrap it around Tifa to pull her closer. Once completed, he slipped Tifa's top off and tossed it aside. He saw a giant scar running from her collarbone to the end of her ribcage. It was the scar he had given her about five and a half years ago, when he slashed her body with his sword. He really must have been crazy, to harm her like that, well he won't hurt her like that ever again. Sephiroth started kissing her neck, biting and nipping at the same time as if he enjoyed the sadism. As he planted a trail of kisses along her scar, Tifa ran her fingers through his silver hair. When he reached her abdomen, Tifa lifted his head to kiss her. Sephiroth removed his own clothing and Tifa removed the rest of hers. When the both of them had bared it all, Sephiroth made his advancement. He kissed her passionatly with one hand holding the back of her head and the other supporting her lower back. Moving from her lips, to the crook in her neck, he whispered something in her ear.
"Tell me, you want me," he said.
"W-what?" she whispered back.
"I want to hear you say that you want me," he replied.
"I want..." she started. Then all of a sudden, Tifa had a vision. It was of Cloud and Aeris, together like her and Sephiroth. Was this right? Why's this happening? She always said she loved Cloud, but only in vain. Contradicting her emotions at this very moment, Tifa didn't know what to think. The purpose of this whole kidnapping was to put her together with Cloud and Sephiroth with Aeris. Although, it seemed that she was turning her back on the plan, Cloud and the only feeling she had ever known. But this feeling, the one she was experiencing right now, was different, something she's never felt before. Didn't that count, even just a little?
"Sephiroth, this is wrong, so wrong," she said.
"But it'll feel so right," he only whispered back and Tifa couldn't find the willpower to resist him.
"Now say it to me," Sephiroth urged.
"...I... want you," she finally managed to breathe out.
"Good, because I want you," he said, gazing at her tense and fearful expression. Without another word, he swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed.
Two weeks have passed since Sephiroth had the "madness attack" and so far things were definately not going as planned. Sephiroth had been expecting Cloud for several days but he could not sense him anywhere near the area. Surely Cloud would've arrived by now. In addition to that, it was taking Sephiroth longer to convince Aeris. At least Cloud not showing up gave him time for more dreams, but she was still so reluctant. These were the dreams as of late.
Cloud's Dream
There were lush greenery everywhere that gave off a faint glow. I remember this place, it was the Sleeping Forest again, but instead of Aeris being there, I only saw Tifa. What does this mean? Lately, all I've been dreaming about was her. Why? Is there some unearthed feeling I have for her? Deep in my subconscious, do I really want her? I don't know, but I DO know that I cannot stand her being in the hands of Sephiroth. I don't know what he's doing with her and that makes me feel so painful and uneasy. Oh no, there he is again. WHY? WHY? WHY are you in my dreams yet AGAIN!!!!???!?!? Are you here to curse me for the rest of my life, taking away all I hold dear. No!! NO! NO! I WON'T HAVE IT!! I started running towards him, but it seems I am getting nowhere. He embraces her from behind, kissing her neck and making a trail of butterfly kisses up on the side of her face. Tifa turned around, apparently not getting enough. This time she jumps up and forces her mouth on Sephiroth's. Oh God, I can't take this anymore!! Tifa why are you doing this? You loathe that man, you always have and you always will. I see the pair pulling away and Tifa rests her head on his shoulders, looking completely content. I don't think I ever saw the look of satisfaction on her face ever since I left Nibelheim.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU TIFA!?!?!? GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I shouted. Both look up at me, but Tifa only buried her head deeper in his chest.
"What's the matter Cloud, is this more than you can bear? HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!"
"You arrogant bastard, why are you always taking what's MINE!!??"
"Because you took something of my possession long ago, so now, you're paying me back with this little minx here," he replied, lifting Tifa's chin with his index finger and kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Stop it!!"
"Or you'll what. This young lady can't wait for you forever, why... that'd be ludicrous. You'd never took the liberty of loving her when you had the chance, so you choose to do so when she's not yours to hold. Why Cloud, that's awfully selfish of you," Sephiroth remarked in this cocky sarcastic tone that made Cloud livid.
"Whether or not you make a speedy rescue is completely up to you, but take notice that you do not want to make this rare one wait. She just might fall into the hands of... the likes of me, ha ha ha ha ha ha," he laughed and whisked Tifa away...
Aeris' Dream
Oh God, where am I this time? I looked at my surroundings to find that I was in my altar, the one I prayed in before I died. Wow, isn't that awkward? Talking about my own death and yet, being alive to tell about it, isn't that ironic? Just then "he" stepped out of the shadows again.
"What do you want Sephiroth? Must you invade me in my sleep?" I asked.
"Why of course, all I'm trying to do is awaken your true feelings for me," he said.
"Feelings? Oh, you mean of loathe and hatred, right?"
"Ouch, my, my, aren't we angry," Sephiroth remarked.
"Sephiroth, I love Cloud, he's the only one I want to be with."
"But all you're doing is getting in the way of the two lovers," he said while raising an image of Cloud and Tifa together.
"Don't you think I know that!? GOD, for the longest time I've envied her! She shared something with Cloud that I didn't, and I'm jealous of it, jealous of not being his object of affection," I cried.
"Aeris, don't you remember the good times we had together, all the laughter and the joy we shared?" he asked.
"Somewhere along the lines, you forgot how to laugh and bring joy. How can you say that you brought joy to me when all I remember all the tears and bloodshed you caused everyone?" I questioned.
"Hmmm... a skeptic I see," Sephiroth started,"You're going to have to look, look back into your mind and find the memories that we shared and hold dear." I couldn't think of anything else to say so I did take a moment to think. Yes, when I was younger, he did visit me in the labs. It got to the point where I anticipated with joy for his arrival. When my mother and I escaped, I didn't see him again. When Mom died, my grief for him ended and I almost had forgotten. Then, I met Zack. A SOLDIER, First Class... the same as him, the same as Sephiroth. It was then that I realized both Cloud and Zack were my envisionaries of Sephiroth. I was trying to replace him because he'd gone and I needed him... or at least someone like him. No, no it can't be, Cloud's different, he cares for me like no other had, I know it. It has to be true, what else am I left with if I wasn't.
"You'd be left with me," Sephiroth said, reading my mind. I looked up and he was already embracing me. He leaned in for a kiss and again, I didn't move, I could not move...
Sephiroth came out of his trance and was truly satisfied with what he had accomplished, Aeris was just on the brink of persuasion. He was close, so close, then he'll have Aeris and Tifa'll have her Cloud. Speaking of that, Sephiroth spotted Tifa sitting on the bed with her hands supporting her face.
"It won't be long now, your Cloud will get here any day now and Aeris will soon be convinced," he said.
"It's not like it matters anyway," Tifa said in a depressed voice. Sephiroth gave her an odd look, he thought she'd be happy.
"What's the matter? Is something wrong, you don't sound too excited," he said, arching an eyebrow.
"It's nothing, don't press me about it. I don't want to deal with you today, so leave me alone." Taken back, Sephiroth decided to say something that would surely get a rise out of her.
"Don't tell me it's your time of the month, I don't have the patience to deal with that right now," he chuckled.
"You ignorant jerk!! Why do all men assume that when a woman is unhappy, they're going through their 'time of month'? It's friggin half-witted people like you that stupidifies the world! You know what!? It's not PMS, I just hate you!!" she stood up and stormed into the bathroom.
Sephiroth expected her to be annoyed, but he didn't think she'd throw a tantrum. There must be something wrong.
"No this can't be happening, not when we're so close, she's going to ruin everything I worked for if I don't do something," he thought.
Tifa sat on the floor of the bathroom and started to sob. For awhile now, she had been thinking about the plan. It wasn't going to work, no matter how much time Sephiroth took planning it. Even if he did manage to win over Aeris, if she was gone, note or not, Cloud would search the world over for her. He wouldn't stop until he found her or until he died.
"Cloud and I would never know peace if he rescued me and Aeris was gone. He'd go crazy, there's no way he'd let Sephiroth have her. Cloud loves her, and only her. It's not that complicated, why doesn't Sephiroth understand that? I'll have to repeat that heinous cycle all over again. Either way, I lose," she said to herself. Tifa made many attempts of escape, but none succeeded. Sephiroth's senses were beyond keen and could sense if she was out of the area. She figured that if she got away, she wouldn't have to deal with the plan, Cloud, Aeris, and Sephiroth. Nothing was working, she couldn't escape the hell that was swallowing her. Well at least until she thought of another way out; just not the ideal method of it. Then again, there were so many ways to go about her "different method". Again, she tried so many times, but Tifa only failed. Finally she found the perfect path to it. For about two weeks now, Tifa let her body slowly waste away. Not only was she physically deteriorating, but mentally as well.
Sephiroth sat back in the chair and thought for a moment.
"Why would she be acting so strangely and especially now? She can't be homesick, the news of Cloud didn't uplift her in the slightest. What could be wrong? Was she ill? Yes, that has to be it," he thought. The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. Her skin, no longer peach and radiant, but pale and sallow and her eyes didn't have that vibrant glow to them, instead, they were dull and lifeless. Yes indeed, there was something wrong. Sephiroth recognized something else too. Tifa's clothing no longer fit her. Instead of her clothes being tight and sultry, they were loose and baggy. She was always pulling up her skirt and fixing her top so they wouldn't fall of or hang loosely. Suddenly, it hit him, he finally realized what was going on, what Tifa was doing to herself.
Sephiroth shot up from the chair and pounded on the bathroom door.
"Go away, leave me alone!" she sniffled.
"I am not leaving until I determine your problem," he said back.
"Problem, what problem? You have no idea what you're talking about, so leave me be and go think about your precious Aeris." Sephiroth stepped back and took a deep breath.
"Oh curse me for being so weak," he whispered to himself and knocked the bathroom door down.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!! Can't you see I want to be alone or do you really mean to torture me?" she asked standing up. He didn't answer, only grabbing both of her arms; nearly immobilizing her.
"What are you doing Sephiroth?" she asked. Again, she was met with no answer, Sephiroth knelt down and looked at her stomach. He grimaced and stood back up again and was met by Tifa's glassy eyes.
"Why aren't you eating your rations?" he asked. Totally surprised by his question, Tifa's eyes grew.
"What?"
"You heard me, why aren't you eating your rations, look at you, you're so weak you can barely move. If I deliver you in less than perfect condition, I'll never make a successful escape with Aeris," he explained. Sephiroth dragged her out to the middle of the room.
"You always complain about me," she said, her voice faltering," why not kill me now like you always wanted to."
"What's wrong with you? Why do you want to foolishly throw your life away?" he asked.
"So many times I tried to myself, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, so I chose a different method. I allowed myself to slowly waste away. I'd suffer more, but in due time, it would get the job done. So please Sephiroth, end all my suffering, all my pain," she said, unsheathing his sword and offering it to him.
"What I don't understand is why you want to die."
"It's really simple actually, do you know what it's like to be loved by no one? To watch who you hold dear show affection towards another? It hurts Goddamnit! To go through this, to see everyone else loved, but me, to see everyone cared for, but me, to know that everyone is desired, but me. That might sound a little selfish, but it's not like anyone cared for what I felt anyway!" she cried.
"Tifa--"
"No, don't talk, the pain hurts here the most Sephiroth, more than anything else. Here is what's broken and can't be healed," Tifa said putting her hand over her heart," but you wouldn't know about that would you Sephiroth? You have to have a heart to feel pain and love." She looked up at his harsh, but sympathetic eyes.
"I do have a heart," he started.
"Really? I wouldn't have guessed,"
"Goddamnit, let me finish!" he shouted angrily, making Tifa wince.
"You say, I'm a cold, cruel, relentless pyscho that wouldn't know love if it was staring me in the face. But I do know what it is, and I've been waiting for it for so long. Love has always been a natural weakness, always setting up barriers, so yes, I was taught not to love. But hell, I've been able to grasp whatever humanity I had left to remember what it felt like," he said.
"Love you say? I think you misinterpret the word. You don't go off killing the one you love, no matter how crazy you may be," Tifa replied.
"Exactly," Sephiroth said, taking the sword from Tifa and throwing it against the wall.
"I'll show you love," he whispered staring straight into her confused eyes.
Sephiroth wrapped his muscular arms around Tifa's waist, pulling her tight, and kissed her. Too shocked to even respond, and confused that his touch was so cold and yet, warm at the same time, Tifa simply put her hands on Sephiroth's broad shoulders. To push him away, perhaps? No, she was too weak. Besides, did she really want to? Maybe. He forced her lips open and let his tongue slide into her mouth. She put her arms around his neck and moaned inwardly. Taking this as a sign to continue, Sephiroth pressed her closer against his body.
"Sephiroth, don't," Tifa whispered.
"I'll stop, if you really want me to," he said," just say it."
"I can't."
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked. She paused, as if fighting a serious mental dilemma.
"...No."
Sephiroth made no furthur delay and unclasped his cape to wrap it around Tifa to pull her closer. Once completed, he slipped Tifa's top off and tossed it aside. He saw a giant scar running from her collarbone to the end of her ribcage. It was the scar he had given her about five and a half years ago, when he slashed her body with his sword. He really must have been crazy, to harm her like that, well he won't hurt her like that ever again. Sephiroth started kissing her neck, biting and nipping at the same time as if he enjoyed the sadism. As he planted a trail of kisses along her scar, Tifa ran her fingers through his silver hair. When he reached her abdomen, Tifa lifted his head to kiss her. Sephiroth removed his own clothing and Tifa removed the rest of hers. When the both of them had bared it all, Sephiroth made his advancement. He kissed her passionatly with one hand holding the back of her head and the other supporting her lower back. Moving from her lips, to the crook in her neck, he whispered something in her ear.
"Tell me, you want me," he said.
"W-what?" she whispered back.
"I want to hear you say that you want me," he replied.
"I want..." she started. Then all of a sudden, Tifa had a vision. It was of Cloud and Aeris, together like her and Sephiroth. Was this right? Why's this happening? She always said she loved Cloud, but only in vain. Contradicting her emotions at this very moment, Tifa didn't know what to think. The purpose of this whole kidnapping was to put her together with Cloud and Sephiroth with Aeris. Although, it seemed that she was turning her back on the plan, Cloud and the only feeling she had ever known. But this feeling, the one she was experiencing right now, was different, something she's never felt before. Didn't that count, even just a little?
"Sephiroth, this is wrong, so wrong," she said.
"But it'll feel so right," he only whispered back and Tifa couldn't find the willpower to resist him.
"Now say it to me," Sephiroth urged.
"...I... want you," she finally managed to breathe out.
"Good, because I want you," he said, gazing at her tense and fearful expression. Without another word, he swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed.
