two years later
Tifa stirred slowly awake, allowing her dark eyelashes to flutter open. She smiled tenderly as she felt strong arms curve protectively around her waist. She turned her head sideways towards the rays of the sun to look at her sleeping husband; a beautiful man that took her breath away. Today, she had something very important to tell him, and she giggled at the thought of it. Tifa tried to suppress her laughter as she heard him mutter unintelligent words as she accidentally squirmed beside him.
She reached out to touch her fingers to his lips, reverently outlining his perfect lips. She felt him kissing her fingers, and she giggled again. It never ceased to amaze her how this man could bring her so much joy.
"Liar. I knew you were awake!" Tifa teased, trying hard to sound stern was impossible with this man.
"How am I supposed to sleep when you left me so suddenly?" He asked. He was so adorable trying to sound innocent.
"Silly, I'm right here."
"You left me in my dreams." He murmured seductively, pulling her into his arms.
Tifa felt a delightful blush sweep across her cheeks. He never failed to make her feel beautiful or desirable. He took her petite hands into one of his masculine ones, and he kissed each knuckle one by one. His emerald eyes never left her crimson ones.
"Sephiroth dear, it's time to wake up." She warned. It didn't work too well since her insides felt like liquid.
"Why?" He teased, his eyes were sparkling with male amusement.
"I have to go open up the bar, and you have to go to meet up with Tseng today remember?" Tifa frowned at how well his innocence was working.
"I do?"
"Sephiroth!" Tifa growled, and he laughed, his voice was deep and lazy. It should be a crime for someone to be as sexy as he was.
Tifa wriggled away from him just before Sephiroth had the chance to grab her again, and she made a mad dash for the bathroom, throwing a pillow at him playfully. As she entered the bathroom, she caught the reflection of someone new. Someone that's truly happy, truly whole, and truly free. She smiled warmly at her reflection, and rolled her eyes when she heard the voice of someone she knew all too well.
"You're purposely stalling in there! Now get out quickly and come back to my side!" He called out.
How could she not love the way he possessively needed her? The way his eyes always held raw hunger and love for her? Spoiled brat, she thought to herself, but her heart wasn't really in it. She quickly got out of the bathroom, crossed her arms, and looked at him with an amused smile.
"I've been there for a full five minutes." She said flatly, teasing him with her eyes.
"Exactly. No woman should go for five minutes without my company." He replied, flashing her a devastating smile.
"Oh, so you've been with more women?" Tifa asked, narrowing her eyes.
Sephiroth laughed and beckoned her to his side, and Tifa couldn't help but go willingly. She rested her head on his chest, and her breathing matched his perfectly. It was like this for a long time before she lifted her head up to meet his intense gaze. His eyes seemed to hold fire, ice, and passion all at once in the green depths of his beautiful eyes. She swallowed nervously, touching her tongue to her lower lip to moisten her suddenly dry lips.
"Is something wrong?" He asked softly, feathering his thumb across the inside of her wrist gently, sending butterflies to her stomach.
"N-no. It's just..I have something to tell you." She said, stammering over her words.
He smiled at her warmly, letting his silence urge her on. She smiled sheepishly, and she unconsciously placed her free hand over her flat stomach. Sephiroth's eyes widened in shock and looked at her hopefully. She nodded, her eyes brimming with tears of joy. His eyes were twinkling with happiness, and Tifa was certain that he held the stars within his eyes.
"A girl? A boy?" He asked, bobbing his head up and down like a little boy.
She laughed at his question, "Sephiroth..It's too early in the stage to tell. I want it to be a boy. A boy with silver hair and green eyes." Sephiroth smiled at her smugly, and shook his head earnestly.
"Nope. A girl." He said resolutely as if he was absolutely sure of himself.
"Don't be silly! We can't tell yet!" She argued, laughing merrily. He loved the sound of her laughter just as he loved everything about her.
"I'm sure of it. It's a girl with silky brown hair and vivid crimson eyes." He replied stubbornly.
"A boy!" She protested, getting caught up in the magic.
"A girl!"
"BOY!"
"It'll be a girl I say, and that's final." He said, hugging her to him. She was so precious, so fragile, and it was a miracle that she was all his.
"Oh Sephiroth, would it be so bad to have a boy?" She teased.
He looked heavenwards, as if giving the thought careful consideration. She swatted his shoulder playfully. "Alright alright, a boy would lovely. But a girl... now that would be splendid."
She laughed happily and nestled into the comfort of his arms, and closed her eyes dreamily. A family of her own, and to share the happiness with Sephiroth was like a dream come true. It had all started with a nightmare, a demon in its wake. Now it was all a wonderful dream with an angel in her life. She smiled inwardly and decided that Sephiroth was an angel. Her angel. Good thing he was here trapped on Earth with her because she was certain that she would never have the strength to let him go.
It was ironic because in that very moment, Sephiroth was thinking the exact same thing.
"You know, I think I'll name her Angel." Sephiroth suddenly announced.
Tifa scowled at him. "It'll be a boy."
"Then he can be named Angel." Sephiroth replied chuckling.
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Author's Notes : Ehhh short ending, ne? Gomen ne!!!! Well---lol..ta-da? I'll miss writing this story, but to be truthful, I really wanted to end it because I had other stories that I was really interested in. I will write another Sephiroth/Tifa fanfic, and it'll be much better than this one. ^^ I promise.
Disclaimer : FFVII and its characters are not mine. ^^;;