The sun was setting its rays across the vast expanse of ocean that
crashed on the shores of Costa del Sol. The great Highwind made it's
journey almost half of the continent in little under a day's time, and now
the ship was landing in a field just outside of the beach town.
Tifa was the first to exit off of the ship, with little Zell following close behind her. She looked out at the town before her, and a smile gradually grew on her face. It wasn't a smile of happiness, more of gratitude and satisfaction of knowing that she did the right thing.
Her mind was deep in thought as she gazed, and she didn't even realize the hand that gently placed itself on top of her shoulder. Only moments after did she realize the comforting palm on her, and she tilted her head to the side as she glanced back to see the being behind her. Her eyes met up with a dazzling pair of blue eyes that matched her son's, and a wave of guilt washed over her.
"Cloud," she spoke his name gently on her tongue. He gave no reply and instead released her shoulder and proceeded towards the town. Tifa could only think of one thing to do, and she followed him towards her new home.
Cloud's purchase was not hard to find, for it was basically the biggest beach house in the town. He guided his way towards the door and took out a pair of keys in his pant's pocket. He fumbled them in his hand for a minute before he managed to press them deep within the cavity of the lock. With a quick turn, the door made a click and opened for the three that shrouded the doorstep.
"Mama, is this where we're staying?" Zell asked, shy but still curious. Tifa stayed silent and only replied with a nod. Zell now felt the uncomfortable feeling that his mother was feeling, and he hugged his security blanket tighter. Tifa picked up his discomfort and she immediately bent down and picked him up in her arms. She let him place his legs around her midsection as he looked over her shoulder and gingerly sucked his thumb.
Cloud had already entered the large house and began to turn on the light switches to shed light onto the blackened house. Tifa followed only shortly after, and she immediately began to look upon the walls and furniture to see what kind of a household he had. She noticed that is was comfortable looking, for everything had no matching colors, but they still blended with each other in some distorted array.
Cloud stopped at one of the halls and faced Tifa with her child. "You two can stay in my room. Surprisingly there's only one bedroom in this house."
"I'll be fine on the couch," Tifa said modestly. Cloud only shook his head, and he tried not to show any anger towards her, for he already made that mistake once in their short meeting.
"C'mon Teef. It's the least I can do," Cloud protested, sounding a bit desperate. Tifa could finally only nod in agreement, knowing that she did not want to escalate any argument between the two.
Cloud was pleased by her answer and he nodded back at her. "Well, I'll let you two get settled in. I'm just going to go out for a little while to get some food for the refrigerator. I haven't been here for so long, that there's absolutely nothing to eat."
"Okay," Tifa was still short on conversation. Cloud then found that there was nothing else that needed to be said, so he made his way to the door, carefully trying to make it past her without making any threatening movements. The door was only a few feet ahead, but before he exited, he stopped one more time and placed his hand on the back of his neck.
"I hope you enjoy your stay here. It's been awhile since I've had any company," he stated, almost embarrassed. Tifa seemed to almost light up to his sentence, because it almost seemed like he had hardened up to her completely, ever since that night. She gave him a smile, as she had no words to say. He nodded again, finding that conversation for the next few days was probably going to be hard, so he turned towards the door and exited out onto the street.
***
The sun had now receded past the horizon, making the stars petrude out against the black background. Tifa had already tucked Zell away into bed, and now she was left alone in the giant house to wander around aimlessly. Cloud still hadn't returned, but she wasn't worried. Instead she took the time to explore the household, which led her down into the basement.
She was almost done searching around the collected junk when she saw a small dusty trunk before her feet. It almost seemed like fate that she were to look down on it for when she had walked down there before she didn't even fathom it being there. Tilting her head to the side awkwardly, she felt the urge of curiosity surge through her veins. Figuring that it really didn't matter, she knelt down to the trunk's size and gently placed her slender fingers along the trim of the opening, searching for the clasps to open it. Gently sliding her fingers across the glossed wood, she finally found the two metal clasps that kept the trunk tightly closed. With little effort, she flipped them both open and then used her strength to lift the lid open.
At first she had expected to find nothing but old dusty books or manuscripts, but to her surprise she found what appeared to be old clothing. She carefully took out the first garment, and she found it to be a silky dress that would fall to her knees. Its beauty fascinated her as she looked at the see through dress, and she could only imagine how her body would look in this beautiful revealing dress.
'What's the worst that could happen?' she thought as she looked behind her and saw an old stand up mirror. With her mind made up, she quickly found herself undressing from her old jeans and T-shirt, and sliding her way through the beautiful dress of silk.
The texture tickled her body as she literally felt the glowing of the dress. For the first time in a long time, she was able to admire herself for being who she was and not who she wanted to be. She gave a deep sigh, and turned herself in the mirror in every direction to get a better look.
Then an idea struck her. She really was not tired, so she really wasn't looking forward to laying in her bed letting her nightmares crawl over her. So she decided not to sleep at the moment, but rather go gallivant about, and give herself a little tour of the town.
The house was quiet when Cloud entered through the front door, and the halls were dark. He figured that Tifa had decided to go to bed, for she was most likely exhausted from all the events happening in her life. Although, he still was worried for her, and he couldn't help but have the feeling that he needed to see her one last time before he could rest easy.
He made his way up to the bedroom, creeping so that way he would not be heard by any sleeping beings. The room was quiet and dark, and he figured to see two sleeping figures snuggling in the bed. But to his surprise, he only saw one in the bed.
At first a wave of worry washed over him, as he figured that Tifa had run out and left him here with her son.
'She would never do that,' he reassured himself as he continued to gaze into the bed where Tifa's son lay. As he inspected the moon-shadowed covers, he couldn't help but once again inspect the child there. The small tuffs of hair that had sprouted into abnormally shaped spikes on his little head, and just the facial features made him for certain that the child was not Johnny's.
He wasn't in the mood to think of the answer, and he just let it be at where it was. Right now he had a bigger issue on his plate; he needed to find Tifa.
Cloud found himself at first walking among the streets of Costa del Sol, not really knowing where he should begin his search. He strolled with his hands deep in his pockets and he soon came up to a part of town where you could clearly see the endless beach. The waves were crashing against the shore, giving the night its endless roar and catching the young man's attention.
His eyes went out to the sea, but soon something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Further down the beach there was movement. A woman was walking amongst the waves, letting the water gently caress her feet as she let the waves guide her movement. She shone in the glow of the moon, and the dress she wore twinkled in sync with the stars above.
At first he would have ignored her and figured that it was just one of the inhabitants of the town, but there were features of her that seemed familiar. Her auburn hair was long and flowing free around her sleek and slim body. She was most definitely attractive in every aspect: thoughts, attitude, and beauty. There was nothing more in the world he regretted than letting her go that day.
Seeing that his goal was walking amongst the waves, he mustered up enough courage to go speak with her. Of all times, this was probably the worst that he could imagine to finally admit his feelings towards her. She was weak and vulnerable right now, and he didn't want to take advantage of her weakened state. This was to be probably his only chance though, and he knew that he had to take it. He already said that he was to be leaving soon, and he wanted to make sure that she clearly understood before he did.
Tifa felt the pebbles of sand brush against her toes as she dug her feet deep into the white sand with every step. The moon was illuminating it's reflection perfectly on the still water in front of her, and she couldn't help but look every once and awhile when the reflection was shattered by a wave. That's how her life felt. Shattered by different events and only coming into peace for a moment before being shattered again.
She gave a sigh. Her depressed and broken state would do her no good now. It was time to start over, to start a new life. She would change. Hopefully to the better, but the occurrences of evil in her past would probably make it difficult to stay on a straight path. But she would try.
Her mind was beginning to wander, and she stood still while planting her feet into the sand. She looked across the water, letting her spirit go free for an instant. It was almost like she was in a trance, and a certain being was watching her every move.
Cloud was standing only a few feet behind her, silent and still as a hawk. He didn't know what to say or how to explain himself. He gritted his teeth tightly as he had to once again rope the nerves in his body. He clenched his fist tightly and then released it as he felt his worry perish with it.
"Tifa," he spoke her name quietly, trying not to frighten her. Tifa spun around quickly when she heard her name be called, and she was startled to see the man standing behind her. She gasped in surprise, but then she hid her timid awkwardness behind the wall that she would put up.
"Hi Cloud," was the only thing she could think of saying. Cloud smiled at her, trying to calm her nerves.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he tried to figure out his little speech. "I'm sorry to interrupt you."
"Oh no, it's nothing. I was.just." she couldn't think of any logical reason as to why she was out there. She found herself finding no answer, so she decided to just simply not even try and find any excuse.
"You look very beautiful in that dress," Cloud complimented, trying to redirect the conversation. Tifa glanced down, peering at herself for a moment before meeting up with Cloud's eyes. That was the first compliment she could remember getting from him.
She smiled shyly, "Thank you."
"It's.been so long," Cloud stated, trying to get to the point of his conversation. Tifa really didn't want to go in that conversation for she was so emotionally unstable at the time that she really wouldn't be able to handle any more rejection from him, and she feared that was what he would try to explain. "I just.wanted to say sorry."
"Oh Cloud, you don't need to. I understand how you feel about her, and I don't want you to blame yourself for what I did. It wasn't your fault," Tifa exploded; the only emotion racking her voice was concern.
"No Tifa, that's not it. The things I said back then, I didn't mean them," he explained, pleading for her understanding. Tifa was confused, as he heart was being torn between the man that she truly loved and the man that she was beaten into submission with. She didn't love Johnny, and that's why she left-but she still felt like she belonged to him.
She lowered her head, "Cloud, I don't need your sympathy. I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, but I want to help. Tifa, please. My whole life has been filled with mistakes, and I don't want to ruin it again." Tifa looked up at him, not understanding what he wanted and she waited for him to continue.
Cloud nodded, knowing that she was finally going to listen. "You've been there for me for so long, and the one time that you needed me, I completely ignored you over a silly infatuation. That thought has been tearing at me for the past four years, and knowing that I haven't been able to fulfill my promise to you. Tifa, that just rips me apart."
"But, you've saved me now. You saved me and Zell from a horrible man."
"I know, but that's not enough. Tifa, please, don't push me out of your life like I did. Don't make my mistake. Please, let me be apart of you."
"Cloud, it's not that easy now. I have a son, and what is he supposed to think?" Tifa looked up at Cloud, her eyes becoming glossy from the little emotions that she had left.
"I'm convinced that he's not Johnny's son."
"You don't want to know who's son he is," Tifa finished his sentence. Cloud shook his head and tried not to avert the conversation any more.
"I don't care whose son he is. You both need help right now, and I'm willing and capable of doing it." Cloud looked down at her, and he watched her lower her eyes in thought. A tear spilled over the brim of her eyelid and it streaked down her cheek in a straight path where it ended on the underneath of her chin and then fell to the sandy beach.
Cloud reached his hand up to her face and gently caressed her cheek within his palm. She turned her head into his hand as she felt more tears fight their way through her tightly sealed eyes. The comfort that she felt now was seeping into her emotionless soul, and she could literally feel her heart explode. Everything that she had learned and felt from Johnny suddenly seemed to seep to the bottom of her feet and out of her memory as she felt that warm touch along the side of her face.
There was nothing more in life she wanted at that moment and she would risk anything to take a place in Cloud's arms. She felt sobs trying to rack in her chest, and she immediately fell forward into Cloud's grasp. His arms stretched around her backside as he took her into his embrace. She returned the feelings with her two arms tightly around his stomach as she hid her face within his chest and upper arm.
He felt her body convulse within his arms as she let out tiny sobs of pain. It was a miracle that he didn't cry along with her, although he did feel a tear or two slip down his cheek as he held her shaking body within his firm grip.
They stood together in each other's arms for several minutes, until Tifa's sobbing finally ceased. She was now exhausted from her emotions, but she didn't want to sleep. She didn't want this feeling inside of her to cease, for her wall was broken, and she didn't want it to repair itself.
Tifa felt a soft pair of lips on her forehead as Cloud's grasp around her began to lighten. She couldn't help but look up after he removed his lips from her forehead. The warmth from his breath was swirling around her face, and the closeness that she felt near him strengthened. She tilted her head up, and she felt the same warm lips sweep against her own, before being pressed gently upon them.
They continued to hold each other, their kiss deepening and their passions swirling up in the breeze that was sweeping by. The waves continued their gentle war with the sand, and the moon continued to shed its light as the stars twinkled and gazed at the two lovers.
Author's Note: Um.yeah, there's a little bit of romance lurking now. I hope that wasn't too much for any of you guys. ^_^ Anyway, readers, I hope you get the jest of what happened on the beach. I'll probably write an added chapter to it, like an excerpt or something that is all lemony and stuff, although it isn't allowed on fanfiction.net anymore. Oh well.
I do have to say that I think things went too fast. I think she opened up to Cloud too soon, but if I let it drag on any longer.then I'm going to lose the plot. So, you peoples will just have to deal with it. All right, time to answer questions!
Xzanayu: The real reason that I'm rewriting this is because I really liked my first version of it, but the writing was horrible. Nothing made sense (except to me) and it just really needed some desperate help. So.I'm rewriting it!
Well, that looks like all the questions for this chapter. So stay tuned kiddies and the next should be up shortly! Don't forget to e-mail me with any questions or comments. ~_^
Disclaimers: I don't own ANY of these characters. Not even Zell! He's Squaresoft's too.*Sob*
Tifa was the first to exit off of the ship, with little Zell following close behind her. She looked out at the town before her, and a smile gradually grew on her face. It wasn't a smile of happiness, more of gratitude and satisfaction of knowing that she did the right thing.
Her mind was deep in thought as she gazed, and she didn't even realize the hand that gently placed itself on top of her shoulder. Only moments after did she realize the comforting palm on her, and she tilted her head to the side as she glanced back to see the being behind her. Her eyes met up with a dazzling pair of blue eyes that matched her son's, and a wave of guilt washed over her.
"Cloud," she spoke his name gently on her tongue. He gave no reply and instead released her shoulder and proceeded towards the town. Tifa could only think of one thing to do, and she followed him towards her new home.
Cloud's purchase was not hard to find, for it was basically the biggest beach house in the town. He guided his way towards the door and took out a pair of keys in his pant's pocket. He fumbled them in his hand for a minute before he managed to press them deep within the cavity of the lock. With a quick turn, the door made a click and opened for the three that shrouded the doorstep.
"Mama, is this where we're staying?" Zell asked, shy but still curious. Tifa stayed silent and only replied with a nod. Zell now felt the uncomfortable feeling that his mother was feeling, and he hugged his security blanket tighter. Tifa picked up his discomfort and she immediately bent down and picked him up in her arms. She let him place his legs around her midsection as he looked over her shoulder and gingerly sucked his thumb.
Cloud had already entered the large house and began to turn on the light switches to shed light onto the blackened house. Tifa followed only shortly after, and she immediately began to look upon the walls and furniture to see what kind of a household he had. She noticed that is was comfortable looking, for everything had no matching colors, but they still blended with each other in some distorted array.
Cloud stopped at one of the halls and faced Tifa with her child. "You two can stay in my room. Surprisingly there's only one bedroom in this house."
"I'll be fine on the couch," Tifa said modestly. Cloud only shook his head, and he tried not to show any anger towards her, for he already made that mistake once in their short meeting.
"C'mon Teef. It's the least I can do," Cloud protested, sounding a bit desperate. Tifa could finally only nod in agreement, knowing that she did not want to escalate any argument between the two.
Cloud was pleased by her answer and he nodded back at her. "Well, I'll let you two get settled in. I'm just going to go out for a little while to get some food for the refrigerator. I haven't been here for so long, that there's absolutely nothing to eat."
"Okay," Tifa was still short on conversation. Cloud then found that there was nothing else that needed to be said, so he made his way to the door, carefully trying to make it past her without making any threatening movements. The door was only a few feet ahead, but before he exited, he stopped one more time and placed his hand on the back of his neck.
"I hope you enjoy your stay here. It's been awhile since I've had any company," he stated, almost embarrassed. Tifa seemed to almost light up to his sentence, because it almost seemed like he had hardened up to her completely, ever since that night. She gave him a smile, as she had no words to say. He nodded again, finding that conversation for the next few days was probably going to be hard, so he turned towards the door and exited out onto the street.
***
The sun had now receded past the horizon, making the stars petrude out against the black background. Tifa had already tucked Zell away into bed, and now she was left alone in the giant house to wander around aimlessly. Cloud still hadn't returned, but she wasn't worried. Instead she took the time to explore the household, which led her down into the basement.
She was almost done searching around the collected junk when she saw a small dusty trunk before her feet. It almost seemed like fate that she were to look down on it for when she had walked down there before she didn't even fathom it being there. Tilting her head to the side awkwardly, she felt the urge of curiosity surge through her veins. Figuring that it really didn't matter, she knelt down to the trunk's size and gently placed her slender fingers along the trim of the opening, searching for the clasps to open it. Gently sliding her fingers across the glossed wood, she finally found the two metal clasps that kept the trunk tightly closed. With little effort, she flipped them both open and then used her strength to lift the lid open.
At first she had expected to find nothing but old dusty books or manuscripts, but to her surprise she found what appeared to be old clothing. She carefully took out the first garment, and she found it to be a silky dress that would fall to her knees. Its beauty fascinated her as she looked at the see through dress, and she could only imagine how her body would look in this beautiful revealing dress.
'What's the worst that could happen?' she thought as she looked behind her and saw an old stand up mirror. With her mind made up, she quickly found herself undressing from her old jeans and T-shirt, and sliding her way through the beautiful dress of silk.
The texture tickled her body as she literally felt the glowing of the dress. For the first time in a long time, she was able to admire herself for being who she was and not who she wanted to be. She gave a deep sigh, and turned herself in the mirror in every direction to get a better look.
Then an idea struck her. She really was not tired, so she really wasn't looking forward to laying in her bed letting her nightmares crawl over her. So she decided not to sleep at the moment, but rather go gallivant about, and give herself a little tour of the town.
The house was quiet when Cloud entered through the front door, and the halls were dark. He figured that Tifa had decided to go to bed, for she was most likely exhausted from all the events happening in her life. Although, he still was worried for her, and he couldn't help but have the feeling that he needed to see her one last time before he could rest easy.
He made his way up to the bedroom, creeping so that way he would not be heard by any sleeping beings. The room was quiet and dark, and he figured to see two sleeping figures snuggling in the bed. But to his surprise, he only saw one in the bed.
At first a wave of worry washed over him, as he figured that Tifa had run out and left him here with her son.
'She would never do that,' he reassured himself as he continued to gaze into the bed where Tifa's son lay. As he inspected the moon-shadowed covers, he couldn't help but once again inspect the child there. The small tuffs of hair that had sprouted into abnormally shaped spikes on his little head, and just the facial features made him for certain that the child was not Johnny's.
He wasn't in the mood to think of the answer, and he just let it be at where it was. Right now he had a bigger issue on his plate; he needed to find Tifa.
Cloud found himself at first walking among the streets of Costa del Sol, not really knowing where he should begin his search. He strolled with his hands deep in his pockets and he soon came up to a part of town where you could clearly see the endless beach. The waves were crashing against the shore, giving the night its endless roar and catching the young man's attention.
His eyes went out to the sea, but soon something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Further down the beach there was movement. A woman was walking amongst the waves, letting the water gently caress her feet as she let the waves guide her movement. She shone in the glow of the moon, and the dress she wore twinkled in sync with the stars above.
At first he would have ignored her and figured that it was just one of the inhabitants of the town, but there were features of her that seemed familiar. Her auburn hair was long and flowing free around her sleek and slim body. She was most definitely attractive in every aspect: thoughts, attitude, and beauty. There was nothing more in the world he regretted than letting her go that day.
Seeing that his goal was walking amongst the waves, he mustered up enough courage to go speak with her. Of all times, this was probably the worst that he could imagine to finally admit his feelings towards her. She was weak and vulnerable right now, and he didn't want to take advantage of her weakened state. This was to be probably his only chance though, and he knew that he had to take it. He already said that he was to be leaving soon, and he wanted to make sure that she clearly understood before he did.
Tifa felt the pebbles of sand brush against her toes as she dug her feet deep into the white sand with every step. The moon was illuminating it's reflection perfectly on the still water in front of her, and she couldn't help but look every once and awhile when the reflection was shattered by a wave. That's how her life felt. Shattered by different events and only coming into peace for a moment before being shattered again.
She gave a sigh. Her depressed and broken state would do her no good now. It was time to start over, to start a new life. She would change. Hopefully to the better, but the occurrences of evil in her past would probably make it difficult to stay on a straight path. But she would try.
Her mind was beginning to wander, and she stood still while planting her feet into the sand. She looked across the water, letting her spirit go free for an instant. It was almost like she was in a trance, and a certain being was watching her every move.
Cloud was standing only a few feet behind her, silent and still as a hawk. He didn't know what to say or how to explain himself. He gritted his teeth tightly as he had to once again rope the nerves in his body. He clenched his fist tightly and then released it as he felt his worry perish with it.
"Tifa," he spoke her name quietly, trying not to frighten her. Tifa spun around quickly when she heard her name be called, and she was startled to see the man standing behind her. She gasped in surprise, but then she hid her timid awkwardness behind the wall that she would put up.
"Hi Cloud," was the only thing she could think of saying. Cloud smiled at her, trying to calm her nerves.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he tried to figure out his little speech. "I'm sorry to interrupt you."
"Oh no, it's nothing. I was.just." she couldn't think of any logical reason as to why she was out there. She found herself finding no answer, so she decided to just simply not even try and find any excuse.
"You look very beautiful in that dress," Cloud complimented, trying to redirect the conversation. Tifa glanced down, peering at herself for a moment before meeting up with Cloud's eyes. That was the first compliment she could remember getting from him.
She smiled shyly, "Thank you."
"It's.been so long," Cloud stated, trying to get to the point of his conversation. Tifa really didn't want to go in that conversation for she was so emotionally unstable at the time that she really wouldn't be able to handle any more rejection from him, and she feared that was what he would try to explain. "I just.wanted to say sorry."
"Oh Cloud, you don't need to. I understand how you feel about her, and I don't want you to blame yourself for what I did. It wasn't your fault," Tifa exploded; the only emotion racking her voice was concern.
"No Tifa, that's not it. The things I said back then, I didn't mean them," he explained, pleading for her understanding. Tifa was confused, as he heart was being torn between the man that she truly loved and the man that she was beaten into submission with. She didn't love Johnny, and that's why she left-but she still felt like she belonged to him.
She lowered her head, "Cloud, I don't need your sympathy. I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, but I want to help. Tifa, please. My whole life has been filled with mistakes, and I don't want to ruin it again." Tifa looked up at him, not understanding what he wanted and she waited for him to continue.
Cloud nodded, knowing that she was finally going to listen. "You've been there for me for so long, and the one time that you needed me, I completely ignored you over a silly infatuation. That thought has been tearing at me for the past four years, and knowing that I haven't been able to fulfill my promise to you. Tifa, that just rips me apart."
"But, you've saved me now. You saved me and Zell from a horrible man."
"I know, but that's not enough. Tifa, please, don't push me out of your life like I did. Don't make my mistake. Please, let me be apart of you."
"Cloud, it's not that easy now. I have a son, and what is he supposed to think?" Tifa looked up at Cloud, her eyes becoming glossy from the little emotions that she had left.
"I'm convinced that he's not Johnny's son."
"You don't want to know who's son he is," Tifa finished his sentence. Cloud shook his head and tried not to avert the conversation any more.
"I don't care whose son he is. You both need help right now, and I'm willing and capable of doing it." Cloud looked down at her, and he watched her lower her eyes in thought. A tear spilled over the brim of her eyelid and it streaked down her cheek in a straight path where it ended on the underneath of her chin and then fell to the sandy beach.
Cloud reached his hand up to her face and gently caressed her cheek within his palm. She turned her head into his hand as she felt more tears fight their way through her tightly sealed eyes. The comfort that she felt now was seeping into her emotionless soul, and she could literally feel her heart explode. Everything that she had learned and felt from Johnny suddenly seemed to seep to the bottom of her feet and out of her memory as she felt that warm touch along the side of her face.
There was nothing more in life she wanted at that moment and she would risk anything to take a place in Cloud's arms. She felt sobs trying to rack in her chest, and she immediately fell forward into Cloud's grasp. His arms stretched around her backside as he took her into his embrace. She returned the feelings with her two arms tightly around his stomach as she hid her face within his chest and upper arm.
He felt her body convulse within his arms as she let out tiny sobs of pain. It was a miracle that he didn't cry along with her, although he did feel a tear or two slip down his cheek as he held her shaking body within his firm grip.
They stood together in each other's arms for several minutes, until Tifa's sobbing finally ceased. She was now exhausted from her emotions, but she didn't want to sleep. She didn't want this feeling inside of her to cease, for her wall was broken, and she didn't want it to repair itself.
Tifa felt a soft pair of lips on her forehead as Cloud's grasp around her began to lighten. She couldn't help but look up after he removed his lips from her forehead. The warmth from his breath was swirling around her face, and the closeness that she felt near him strengthened. She tilted her head up, and she felt the same warm lips sweep against her own, before being pressed gently upon them.
They continued to hold each other, their kiss deepening and their passions swirling up in the breeze that was sweeping by. The waves continued their gentle war with the sand, and the moon continued to shed its light as the stars twinkled and gazed at the two lovers.
Author's Note: Um.yeah, there's a little bit of romance lurking now. I hope that wasn't too much for any of you guys. ^_^ Anyway, readers, I hope you get the jest of what happened on the beach. I'll probably write an added chapter to it, like an excerpt or something that is all lemony and stuff, although it isn't allowed on fanfiction.net anymore. Oh well.
I do have to say that I think things went too fast. I think she opened up to Cloud too soon, but if I let it drag on any longer.then I'm going to lose the plot. So, you peoples will just have to deal with it. All right, time to answer questions!
Xzanayu: The real reason that I'm rewriting this is because I really liked my first version of it, but the writing was horrible. Nothing made sense (except to me) and it just really needed some desperate help. So.I'm rewriting it!
Well, that looks like all the questions for this chapter. So stay tuned kiddies and the next should be up shortly! Don't forget to e-mail me with any questions or comments. ~_^
Disclaimers: I don't own ANY of these characters. Not even Zell! He's Squaresoft's too.*Sob*