Mother's Day Gift
Alright, just a set-the-scene chapter. I was going to make this a one-shot, but hey, things turn out differently sometimes. This is going to be a multi-chapter fic (no really?) The plot is going to be unique (really!) but never fear...it is still a Cloti, just more subtle and not "wam bam I love you ma'am" types. Well, at least I hope that's how it'll be. Please review because the best thing you can do for an author is to review.
Chapter 1
It had been a long time. She looked at the dark and foreboding mountains that loomed up in the distance - the Nibelheim Mountains. She looked at the cozy and beautiful town of Nibelheim and back at the gloomy, gray mountains. Such a great contrast she thought offhandedly.
Within mere minutes, Tifa Lockheart dismounted her chocobo and entered the gates of Nibelheim. It was as she and the AVALANCHE members had left it during their quest, save for a few more residential houses that have sprouted up since the fall of Meteor. It was true that Nibelheim's population and popularity was bolstered due to the propaganda about the "Heroes of the Planet", but not even that could take away from the atmosphere that Nibelheim always had - cozy, quiet, and peaceful.
Several resident took notice of her arrival and greeted her warmly as if they had lived in the quaint town all their lives. Tifa responded in kind since some of its residents (save for the actors that were hired by Shinra) never really knew of the disaster that occurred years ago.
Absolutely nothing drastic has changed in her reconstructed hometown. It was almost as if the tragedy had never even taken place all those years ago. The cherry blossom trees stood to their full height. The scent of pine and spring made their way to the young maiden's nostrils filling her lungs with the fresh scent. Sunlight blessed the small town deeming it as one of its favored children on the face of the planet, illuminating every single edifice and cobblestone with its radiance. Making her way up the cobblestone street with her chocobo and satchel, she stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the structure loom before her.
The Nibelheim well.
It had the same disconcerting effect on her about five years ago when she first stepped into the reconstructed Nibelheim. There were so many emotions, thoughts, and memories that were attached to that well - anything that were attached to him. All of the 'what ifs' and the guessing and the confusion . . .
Stop it.
Tifa mentally kicked herself for dwelling on past issues. Give it a rest Lockheart! You've laid those issues to rest long ago.
She shook her head slowly with an upward turn of her lips in bemusement of herself and walked onward. Just past the well stood her home and beside it was . . .
There I go again.
Tifa sighed in a defeated manner. Of course coming back to where it all began would jumpstart the memories, but then again, she had to come back. The woman had to come back because she missed her home; she wanted to taste a bit of the nostalgia that she did when she arrived with AVALANCHE. That, and another reason - a personal reason.
The young woman tied her chocobo to a post in the front of her porch. The brunette began riffling through her satchel for the keys. After a moment, she chuckled softly to herself after finding out that she didn't have the key to the house. Back when AVALANCHE went to Tifa's house for the first time, the doors were locked, so Yuffie, being the resourceful person she was, took out a key ring with a variety of keys to open the door. After finding one that worked, Tifa requested that Yuffie leave the key somewhere in the porch just in case Tifa wanted to come back.
"Now where could she have put it?" Tifa mused aloud. The 'Wark' of her chocobo answered her as it started pecking and eating one of the potted plants on the porch.
"Hey! Just what do you think you're eating buddy?" the young woman exclaimed as she took the pot and half-eaten plant away from her chocobo. As she did so, something in the pot glinted in the sun's rays and abruptly caught Tifa's attention. Upon closer inspection, Tifa fished out the key that was wedged between the plant's leaves.
"Thanks Yuff," Tifa said as she fit the key into the lock and turned the knob to her 'home'.
~End Ch. 1~
Alright, just a set-the-scene chapter. I was going to make this a one-shot, but hey, things turn out differently sometimes. This is going to be a multi-chapter fic (no really?) The plot is going to be unique (really!) but never fear...it is still a Cloti, just more subtle and not "wam bam I love you ma'am" types. Well, at least I hope that's how it'll be. Please review because the best thing you can do for an author is to review.
Chapter 1
It had been a long time. She looked at the dark and foreboding mountains that loomed up in the distance - the Nibelheim Mountains. She looked at the cozy and beautiful town of Nibelheim and back at the gloomy, gray mountains. Such a great contrast she thought offhandedly.
Within mere minutes, Tifa Lockheart dismounted her chocobo and entered the gates of Nibelheim. It was as she and the AVALANCHE members had left it during their quest, save for a few more residential houses that have sprouted up since the fall of Meteor. It was true that Nibelheim's population and popularity was bolstered due to the propaganda about the "Heroes of the Planet", but not even that could take away from the atmosphere that Nibelheim always had - cozy, quiet, and peaceful.
Several resident took notice of her arrival and greeted her warmly as if they had lived in the quaint town all their lives. Tifa responded in kind since some of its residents (save for the actors that were hired by Shinra) never really knew of the disaster that occurred years ago.
Absolutely nothing drastic has changed in her reconstructed hometown. It was almost as if the tragedy had never even taken place all those years ago. The cherry blossom trees stood to their full height. The scent of pine and spring made their way to the young maiden's nostrils filling her lungs with the fresh scent. Sunlight blessed the small town deeming it as one of its favored children on the face of the planet, illuminating every single edifice and cobblestone with its radiance. Making her way up the cobblestone street with her chocobo and satchel, she stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the structure loom before her.
The Nibelheim well.
It had the same disconcerting effect on her about five years ago when she first stepped into the reconstructed Nibelheim. There were so many emotions, thoughts, and memories that were attached to that well - anything that were attached to him. All of the 'what ifs' and the guessing and the confusion . . .
Stop it.
Tifa mentally kicked herself for dwelling on past issues. Give it a rest Lockheart! You've laid those issues to rest long ago.
She shook her head slowly with an upward turn of her lips in bemusement of herself and walked onward. Just past the well stood her home and beside it was . . .
There I go again.
Tifa sighed in a defeated manner. Of course coming back to where it all began would jumpstart the memories, but then again, she had to come back. The woman had to come back because she missed her home; she wanted to taste a bit of the nostalgia that she did when she arrived with AVALANCHE. That, and another reason - a personal reason.
The young woman tied her chocobo to a post in the front of her porch. The brunette began riffling through her satchel for the keys. After a moment, she chuckled softly to herself after finding out that she didn't have the key to the house. Back when AVALANCHE went to Tifa's house for the first time, the doors were locked, so Yuffie, being the resourceful person she was, took out a key ring with a variety of keys to open the door. After finding one that worked, Tifa requested that Yuffie leave the key somewhere in the porch just in case Tifa wanted to come back.
"Now where could she have put it?" Tifa mused aloud. The 'Wark' of her chocobo answered her as it started pecking and eating one of the potted plants on the porch.
"Hey! Just what do you think you're eating buddy?" the young woman exclaimed as she took the pot and half-eaten plant away from her chocobo. As she did so, something in the pot glinted in the sun's rays and abruptly caught Tifa's attention. Upon closer inspection, Tifa fished out the key that was wedged between the plant's leaves.
"Thanks Yuff," Tifa said as she fit the key into the lock and turned the knob to her 'home'.
~End Ch. 1~