Angel Trapped On Earth

Chapter Eleven

.+. The First Mission Plan .+.

She waited for his 'attack', but it never came. She was horrified that the feeling in her stomach resembled too much like disappointment. She was supposed to be avoiding the man. So why is she here, trapped by his body, and nearly desperate to kiss him? She was definitely going insane. She frowned when she noticed that she said that way too often too. She opened her eyes to meet the surprisingly tender gaze of Sephiroth.

In fact, he no longer looked like Sephiroth. His eyes were softened along with his features. His eyes also had something lurking behind them. Fear and panic. He was concerned for her, she realized, and her heart ached even more.

"Did you know how I felt when I thought you were in danger?" He said hoarsely.

She was too weak to say anything and so she settled for a little timid shake of her head. That was difficult, considering how her head was cradled in his large hands.

"Fear. I ran as fast as I could. I ran as if to save my own worthless life--" He continued on, but was interrupted by Tifa.

"No..no…your life isn't worthless.." She pleaded softly, he shook his head, and removed a hand to put one index finger across her lips. Electricity surged through the both of them. He then cupped her face again.

"I ran as if to save my own life. But no. I was running to save yours." He said and painfully closing his eyes, "God…what if…what if.." He muttered.

He opened his eyes, and Tifa saw a strange look in the way he was gazing at her. It was like he wanted to crush her to him, and never let go. Was this really Sephiroth? No, it couldn't be, and she was absolutely right. He changed, and the cold, merciless Sephiroth that once existed was no more.

"Please..no.." Tifa whispered.

"No what?" He asked softly, moving his face closer to hers. Their lips touched, and Tifa knew no more.

It was soft, and he brushed it against hers in a feathery light touch. "No ..what..Tifa?" He asked again, looking into her eyes.

"Kiss you?" He continued his teasing, until Tifa just absolutely couldn't take it. She nodded.

"Too late." He whispered and kissed her fiercely.

He kissed her with a passion that could shame the very depths of Hades hell. He was overwhelmed by a fear that he had never known before when Yuffie came barging in and told him that Tifa was in danger. He was taken over by some non-human rage and fear that he was ready to kill anyone in his path to her side. This wasn't like him at all, and he feared it so. He feared that he was losing his heart. He feared that he was losing his mind.

Most of all, he feared that he didn't want to lose her.

He tongue darted out to trace Tifa's soft bottom lip, and she felt tiny little sparks of electricity soar through her. She had to stop it. She definitely had to. Then why did her traitorous arms sneak up around his neck and pull him closer? She gave a small groan as Sephiroth deepened the kiss. Her mere touch ignited yet another flame inside him, and he wanted so much to just somehow be embedded in her.

Instead, he let her go with a ragged breath.

His body was still screaming to touch her, but his mind feared to do so. His breathing was uneven, and he fought for air. She was much the same. He took a glance at her and wished he hadn't. She looked magnificent, and thoroughly kissed. Her lips were even fuller and much more rosy. He groaned inwardly at her puzzled and dazed expression. What on Earth had caused him to kiss her?

"I'll sleep on the floor." He muttered. Tifa shook out of her dazed state and shook her head.

"No….you can have the bed.." She murmured. The words had come from her lips. The ones that had been kissed by Sephiroth. Only that much was left inside her mind.

"No. You sleep on the bed. I'll be fine." He snapped, and walked over to the far corner and curled up to sleep.

He opened one eye and noticed that Tifa was still standing there gaping at him.

"Damn It, Tifa! Go to sleep!." He exclaimed.

"Fine." She grumbled and walked slowly to her bed. She was amazed she could still walk.

She lied down upon the bed and did the only thing she could do. She stared up at the ceiling. Suddenly a jolt of memory hit her as she realized that they would be planning for their first mission soon. They had excluded her and she would have to stay here with Yuffie.

'Well if they think that, they've got another think coming.' Tifa thought to herself. She would find a way to sneak into that mission whether they like it or not.

She stared at the ceiling with a fierce determination. That lasted for about two seconds before Sephiroth's kiss emerged in her mind, and she wet her lips unconsciously. This was going to be a long night.

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Yuffie woke up with a start the next morning and broke into a huge, wide grin. She looked down at Vincent and was not surprised to find that he was staring straight at her.

"You have no shame, you know that?" He murmured.

"None whatsoever! How did you find out?"

"You sneaking out in the middle of the night could only mean one thing." Vincent said, stifling a yawn.

Yuffie leaned down to give him an affectionate peck on the lips.

"And what is that?" She asked.

"Trouble." He said as a matter-of-factly and she laughed. "You're silly." She said.

"Of all the things to call me." He said, sighing exasperately. Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"What is it?" Yuffie called out, "Don't come in, I'm naked!" She screeched along with it. No shame at all, Vincent thought to himself proudly. Well it wasn't exactly a lie either. She WAS naked….lying next to a naked Vincent.

"You're to come meet in the Section B meeting room in about thirty minutes. It's almost twelve!" A familiar voice said. Even if the voice was a bit muffled because of the door that was standing between the hallway and the room, Yuffie instantly knew it was Reeves.

"Reeves!" She exclaimed, leaping off the bed and pulling on her clothes as quickly as possible. Vincent also did the same.

She thrust open the door, and found a lopsided grin pasted on Reeve's goofy face. "Hiya, Yuff." He greeted and was crushed by her friendly embrace.

"Woah there. Don't want Vincent chopping off my head do ya?" He joked. Yuffie playfully punched his shoulder. "You know Vincent isn't like that."

Vincent appeared behind Yuffie and gave Reeves a friendly handshake. "There's a meeting?" He asked.

"Yeah! Tseng and those people are waiting for us. And get this--we had to unlock Tifa's room to let her out. SEPHIROTH was in there." He said gravely. Yuffie snickered.

"R-really?" Yuffie asked, trying hard not to laugh.

"Yeah! I mean..Sephiroth and all! Who would've thought!" He exclaimed, scratching his head confusedly. Yuffie laughed and she nearly cried from it.

"Hold up Reeves, give us a few minutes to freshen up, 'kay?" She said brightly after laughing her head off.

Yuffie and Vincent got ready in about five minutes, and let Reeves lead the way to the B Section Room.

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"Why do I get to come and Tifa doesn't?" Yuffie asked shyly as she looked around the room and didn't see Tifa, "I wasn't allowed to go either."

Tseng gave a pointed look at Vincent and smiled at Yuffie indulgently, "Vincent would've wanted you here."

Yuffie stood there grinning from mile to mile. Sephiroth came in with a scowl on his face (surprise surprise) and he looked directly at Yuffie. She had to stiffle a chortle and gave Sephiroth a cheery small wave. Vincent seemed to be having trouble with the air also, Yuffie noticed with a secretive smile. Sephiroth noticed that now that he had entered the room, all eyes were on his.

"What?" He snapped.

"Well!" Tseng exclaimed to break the awkward moment, "Let's begin the meeting shall we? It's about the first mission. We're to leave tonight."

Barret choked on the coffee he was drinking.

"TONIGHT?" He nearly yelped. Tseng nodded at him.

"Reeves? The slide please." Tseng said. Reeves imediately set up the slide and the floor plans of a building was shown before them. It was labeled, "Junon Secret Lab".

"The sooner the better. Tonight will give us the advantage of surprise attack." Tseng explained, and Barret looked a little bit less confused.

"We'll go from the back here. Security is less tight there, and we can't attack from the sides because that will lead us right into a trap. Seems like Hojo as some ferrocious animal kept there. We wouldn't want to deal with it right when we come in." Tseng continued in a business-like tone, and pointing to a square that looked like the back entrance to the building.

"There will be three teams. Team A, Team B, and Team C. They will be lead by three different people." Tseng said, and barret nearly leaped up. He looked apologetically at Barret and continued, "Sephiroth, you're the leader of Team A, Rufus, Team B and--"

"Wait a minute. Who said I wanted to be leader?" Sephiroth asked lazily.

"Who said we cared about what you wanted?" Tseng replied back smoothly. Sephiroth growled, and Tseng continued on.

"Afterall, Team A's objective is Cloud." Tseng added pointedly, "Rufus told me everything."

"Now Team C will be lead by Red XIII" Tseng said and looked at Nanaki for approval. Nanaki gave a nod.

"Team B's objective is switching off the main power,and Team C's objective is taking care of Hojo. If a team should fail, we will send in backups. Any questions?"

There were no questions.

"Now it's time to set up the teams. Team A will be consisted of Cid, Vincent, and Sephiroth of course. Team B will be of Barret, Rufus, and Reeves. Reeves just happens to be a specialist in electronics and things like that in general, and Team C will be of Red XIII, Ling-Nhi, and Simon." Tseng said and finally pointing at a short blonde-haired man that was standing shyly away from the group.

"Get as much rest as you can. We leave tonight at midnight. Meeting's adjourned." Tseng finished.

"Wait--aren't you going to explain to us about the mirror?" Nanaki asked.

"The truth is..we actually have no further information than what Rufus have probably already told you." Tseng replied with a weary sigh.

"What?! That bastards been leadin' us on?!" Barret shouted, waving his arms frantically in the air. Rufus gave an apologetic smile.

"I was misinformed." He simply explained.

Then they all left out of the room with Yuffie speeding down the hallway towards Tifa's room.

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[ Author's Note : I know I know..boring chapter…^^ Next chapter will be up soon! Action coming up! ]

FFVII is not mine…*sighs*