Return
by Stardevo
Author's note. Things in parenthesis are thoughts, and not said out loud.
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"Oh my God! It's Mete--"
--click
"Buy your bike with Celph-"
--click
"You know, before Nafi's weight--"
--click
"Sigh."
Cloud Strife got up from his comfy blue sofa and walked down stairs to his living room.
There was never anything good on TV. Ever since AVALANCHE destroyed Meteor and defeated
Sephiroth, things had been quite boring. That was just two years ago, but already they had been
made heroes, with action figures, a TV series, and of course, tons and tons of gil. And it was
great. But as all pleasures do, all these tired, and Cloud was wondering what he was doing
with his life.
"Sephiroth..."
Cloud's last encounter with Sephiroth had almost been fatal, his slight out-of-self
experience not helping matters. Aeris' death was really his fault. He couldn't forget her,
how he was about to kill her, how Sephiroth--"
"No! Sephiroth killed her, not me! NOT ME!"
"Something wrong?"
Cloud jumped at the familiar voice.
"Yuffie!!!" He exclaimed with glee. He had been lonely in his small but tastefully
furnished apartment outside the posh Sector 2 flats. Reeve, now in control of Midgar,
had given names to each sector, but they were used sparingly at best. Sector 2 was now Valsannl.
Cloud stared at the now 18 year old Ninja warrior. (My how she's grown) Cloud thought.
(In more ways than one). He blushed, embarrassed both at the thought and in shame of being snuck
up on so easily.
"What's up?' Cloud said, making an effort to change the subject.
Yuffie took the hint. "I was sent over by Cid and Shera. Their wedding is going on at
Junon, the upper plate. I'm going around to bring word. They would of used the mail, but they
know I'm much faster than those slow pokes ever could go."
"And more charming too. Why is it in Junon anyway? Shouldn't it be in Rocket Town?"
"Guess not. Cid said he wanted a nice procession, and Junon's got the best marching band
this side of Nibelhelm."
"Nice. Who have you caught up with so far?"
"Well, let's see: Vincent, Barrett, Red, Reno, Cid insisted on an invitation, he's gone
soft. Hmm, Cait Sith and Reeve. And that's it."
"No Tifa?"
"She's invited, but I can't find her. She isn't at her villa in Costa del Sol."
"She doesn't live their anymore. She moved to Mideel. She runs a bar there-"
"Surprise."
"-named The 7th Gate. You can catch her there."
"Great, thanks! Well I'll be off now, but I'll see you at the party, 'k?"
"Right Yuffie. Goodbye."
The door shut behind her as she slipped outside into the Midgar street. (Let's see, Tifa,
Barrett, Vincent, Red, Cait Sith and Reeve. Plus Yuffie and Cid himself. That's everyone. Except
Aeris. Aeris.....)
Cloud sighed again and went upstairs. He fell onto his bed on was enveloped in sleep
within moments.
by Stardevo
Author's note. Things in parenthesis are thoughts, and not said out loud.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Oh my God! It's Mete--"
--click
"Buy your bike with Celph-"
--click
"You know, before Nafi's weight--"
--click
"Sigh."
Cloud Strife got up from his comfy blue sofa and walked down stairs to his living room.
There was never anything good on TV. Ever since AVALANCHE destroyed Meteor and defeated
Sephiroth, things had been quite boring. That was just two years ago, but already they had been
made heroes, with action figures, a TV series, and of course, tons and tons of gil. And it was
great. But as all pleasures do, all these tired, and Cloud was wondering what he was doing
with his life.
"Sephiroth..."
Cloud's last encounter with Sephiroth had almost been fatal, his slight out-of-self
experience not helping matters. Aeris' death was really his fault. He couldn't forget her,
how he was about to kill her, how Sephiroth--"
"No! Sephiroth killed her, not me! NOT ME!"
"Something wrong?"
Cloud jumped at the familiar voice.
"Yuffie!!!" He exclaimed with glee. He had been lonely in his small but tastefully
furnished apartment outside the posh Sector 2 flats. Reeve, now in control of Midgar,
had given names to each sector, but they were used sparingly at best. Sector 2 was now Valsannl.
Cloud stared at the now 18 year old Ninja warrior. (My how she's grown) Cloud thought.
(In more ways than one). He blushed, embarrassed both at the thought and in shame of being snuck
up on so easily.
"What's up?' Cloud said, making an effort to change the subject.
Yuffie took the hint. "I was sent over by Cid and Shera. Their wedding is going on at
Junon, the upper plate. I'm going around to bring word. They would of used the mail, but they
know I'm much faster than those slow pokes ever could go."
"And more charming too. Why is it in Junon anyway? Shouldn't it be in Rocket Town?"
"Guess not. Cid said he wanted a nice procession, and Junon's got the best marching band
this side of Nibelhelm."
"Nice. Who have you caught up with so far?"
"Well, let's see: Vincent, Barrett, Red, Reno, Cid insisted on an invitation, he's gone
soft. Hmm, Cait Sith and Reeve. And that's it."
"No Tifa?"
"She's invited, but I can't find her. She isn't at her villa in Costa del Sol."
"She doesn't live their anymore. She moved to Mideel. She runs a bar there-"
"Surprise."
"-named The 7th Gate. You can catch her there."
"Great, thanks! Well I'll be off now, but I'll see you at the party, 'k?"
"Right Yuffie. Goodbye."
The door shut behind her as she slipped outside into the Midgar street. (Let's see, Tifa,
Barrett, Vincent, Red, Cait Sith and Reeve. Plus Yuffie and Cid himself. That's everyone. Except
Aeris. Aeris.....)
Cloud sighed again and went upstairs. He fell onto his bed on was enveloped in sleep
within moments.
