Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or any of its characters. Squaresoft owns them because if I owned them… I'd… well, I'd be so happy. Yeah…
Author's Rant: Sorry for the late update. I still live. I suffered from a huge writer's block for over a month and my grades were on the brink of jumping off a cliff. Actually I think it already jumped off a cliff. It's now Emit Remmus and am feeling real good! I hope the wait won't affect your reading this fanfic.
-=-=- Chapter Three: New Heights -=-=-
The newly rebuilt Highwind soared over the clouds as it made its way to Midgar. The town was a complete disaster area after Meteor but Reeve had taken responsibility of Shinra's actions and decided to help to make up for all the damage caused.
Cloud and Tifa had informed everyone about the news a week after Cloud proposed. They decided to keep the marriage secret by only having the AVALANCHE gang and a few people they met on the road during their journey attending the event. Everyone was willing to lend a helping hand or pitch in for the expenses. Most of the preparations were made in less than a single month; the only thing that they were missing was the matrimony itself.
Tifa leaned onto the railing on the bridge of the aircraft and looked downward to the land below. She watched the grass sway as they passed near the ground. 'What will I tell him? No, how do I tell him?' She was too lost in thought to notice two arms lock themselves around her from behind. She jolted back into reality when she felt a small nip at her neck. "Cloud," she chirped quietly as her hand rose gently to his cheek, her head leaning backward to rest on his shoulder. She received a low growl as his probable reply. "How much longer till we get there?" she asked him.
Cloud shrugged while he ran his hand across her stomach, her smooth skin tingling to the leather that confined his own flesh from hers. "I don't really know. You better ask Cid about that but I doubt that you'll get a straight answer from that guy."
"I heard that Spike!" said a gruff voice from behind the couple. The voice obviously belonged to the pilot of the contraption that they were all riding on; it was Cid Highwind. The craftsman caught a smirk that his former leader gave off. "It'll still be quite a while till we get to Midgar. We'll be there by daybreak tomorrow." Cid turned his back to the both of them before shifting the cigarette that lay between his lips and walking away.
Cloud then untangled himself from Tifa and placed a hand into his pocket. "I guess I'll see you later in the room Tifa. I still have something to do." He was about to make his way out of the room until he heard his name being called. "Yeah? What is it Tiff?"
Tifa strode to him and leaned forward. She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek before tugging him toward the door. "The least you could do is bring me to the room before you do whatever it was you were intending on doing. Is that okay?"
All Cloud could do was smile and it's not like he could decline. Her charm was too powerful for him to overcome. "Sure, why not?" He grasped her hand with his, leather against flesh, and walked with her to their room.
It didn't take long for them to reach their destination. Cloud held Tifa in an embrace before saying a soft 'good night' to her. He gave her a tender yet affectionate kiss that deepened as the young barmaid pulled him closer to her. He traced her lips with his tongue until her found his way into her mouth. Tongues probed as it met the other. Tifa began to moan against his lips only to feel him hug her tighter. Before the broke the kiss Cloud gave a gentle bite on her bottom nip which sent a shiver through the girl's spine and tingled her insides. The two let go of the other a while after and went their separate ways. "I love you Tifa," he said before turning his back to leave.
"I love you too Cloud. Good night," Tifa replied before completely shutting the door. Tifa leaned on the wall of the room. She let out a sigh as she slid down to the floor. 'It has been over a month since that time. I don't know how to tell this to you Cloud. What will your reaction be? Will it hurt my feelings? Will you be mad? I don't know anymore.'
She pulled both her legs toward her chest, hugged them tightly and let out a low sob. A crystalline tear rolled down her cheek as she hugged herself tightly. A hazy sensation then took over her thoughts. A hand rose to her temple, rubbing it slightly trying to get rid of the feeling. She stood up, hastily making her way to the bathroom. She leaned on the tiled wall for support as she began to feel nauseous. 'Not again.'
-=-=-
Cloud took the PHS that he had tucked in his pocket, swiftly dialing seven random numbers on the keypad. He set the device before his ear, waiting for a reply from the other end of the line. As he heard a voice utter from the earpiece he immediately started talking. "Reeve, Did you receive the package I sent?" He had contacted the current president of Shin-Ra Electric Company, now known as the Reeve Electric Company, who was also one of his comrades from AVALANCHE.
Reeve had shut Cait Sith down after the mission of taking care of the 'great and mighty Sephiroth'. He didn't need it at the moment and was even considering that it was a mere stuffed animal. The robot almost landed in the trash heap but was taken back because the president suddenly had plans for the machine.
"Yes," he muttered turning away from the eavesdropping passers-by. He swiftly made his way to his office and locked the door. He took a seat at his chair and withdrew a small rectangular box from the drawer at his side. "I haven't opened it yet like your letter indicated." He slipped the envelope away from the string that bound it. He curiously eyed the box, wondering what lay within. He even resorted to shaking the package slightly only to find out that nothing could be heard rattling from the inside. "What is it really?" he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.
The query made Cloud smirk. "I'm sure that you'll be quite surprised to see what it really is." He turned both ways before allowing Reeve to open it. "Make sure that you're alone when you open that thing."
With that last remark Reeve turned to the camera that was installed at the corner ceiling of the room. He placed a hand into his pocket only to pull out a white handkerchief. He assigned himself before the camera, stood on tiptoe and draped the kerchief before the lens of the device.
He made his way back to his chair, tediously unpacking the package. A small crate was revealed under the paper. He took hold of both ends of the cover, lifting it cautiously. There was a small green orb that lay within. The orb emitted a soft, gentle glow that changed the expression on the man's face. It was materia.
The man stared uncannily at the materia before resuming his conversation with Cloud. "Cloud, do explain why this materia is so special?" inquired Reeve.
"It's something a certain someone left for us."
Reeve nodded, fathoming that he understood what Cloud meant. "And you want me to use it for--" he hadn't finished his sentence when Cloud had cut him off with a low, almost inaudible 'yes'. "I'll take care of the rest. Do contact me when you arrive at Midgar."
"Will do." With that Cloud snapped the PHS shut. He averted his eyes heavenward giving a small nod to the skies. 'I'm quite sure that you wouldn't mind. It's only going to be a bit.' He closed his eyes as a smirk began to tug on his lips. 'You always wanted me to be happy, I knew that. Though you liked me for the way I resembled Zack, I still thought of you as a close friend. Thanks Aeris.' A shooting star shot through the sky after his last remark as if it was some type of sign. Cloud simply ran a hand through his gravity-defying blonde hair, giving off a smirk as he placed both hands in his pockets, taking small strides to his quarters.
He took a peek inside the room, slowly creeping in not wanting to disturb his girlfriend from her slumber. His boots emitted a low, metallic sound as the zipper constantly hit the metal zip. His head glanced at the mattress to find it still in order. "What the--?" he said below his breath. 'Where's Tifa?' he wondered.
Hearing a flush coming from the toilet of the bathroom his eyes averted to the door. Tifa rubbed her eyes, leaned on the doorframe and warily walked out the tiled room still donned in the clothes that she wore throughout the day. "Tifa, are you okay?" came a voice by the entrance of the room. She could tell it was Cloud because of his voice but she couldn't see him clearly due to the fact that the room was currently dim. "Cloud?" she chirped affectionately.
The former AVALANCHE leader eyed the girl standing a few feet before him. "Are you okay Tifa? I expected you to be in bed by now."
Tifa shook her head reassuringly. She walked toward him, placing a hand onto his cheek. "You don't need to be troubled. I just decided to wash up before going to bed. I was just about to get my clothes for tonight when you came into the room."
Cloud brushed a few stray strands of her chestnut hair that had fallen on her face with the backside of his hand. "I have to worry about you," he said, leaning closer his love that his nose tenderly nuzzled her cheek. A sarcastic smile then tugged at the side of his lips. "It's in the job description," he added tauntingly.
Tifa pushed him away from her with a what-is-that-supposed-to-mean expression on her face. The mercenary simply smirked, moving closer to the girl. The distance between them reached zero as his lips brushed over hers. He pulled away and ran a hand through her hair before saying; "Just get some rest already. We do have a long day tomorrow."
The girl nodded quietly and went to the small drawer the sat beside the mattress. She took out a sleeveless shirt and a pair of brown shorts as her sleeping clothes for the night while pulling out a white shirt and a pair of boxers at Cloud. She draped Cloud's garments over an arm and handed it to the mercenary who was leaning onto the bathroom's doorframe. She received a 'thanks' from him before the door closed behind the warrior.
The martial artist removed the outer attire that she wore before changing into the garments that she prepared earlier. She crawled into the bed, tilting her body to face the window that displayed the crescent moon that seemed to follow the Highwind's exact flight pattern. The silence was deafening although it was soon dismissed as the young girl heard her fiancé making his way into the room.
Cloud climbed onto the bed and under the covers before propping his head onto his hands allowing him to stare at the ceiling. He had shut his eyes just as he heard the pleasing sound of Tifa's voice.
"Cloud have you ever thought of raising a family?"
Those words caught the young man off guard. He had thought about it a few times but he hadn't really taken it into serious consideration. "Why do you ask, Tiff?" was all he could muster to say. He was at an extreme loss for words. His hand moved down searching for hers and when he found it he grasped it gently, lacing their fingers together.
Tifa let out a low sigh. He head fell sideways to look Cloud's face. "I'm just wondering how it'll be like. There'll be so much responsibility yet it could show a part of us that we hide. Look what happens to Barret whenever Marlene is around." She thought of that burly man being so gentle whenever his daughter would be around. Sometimes he'd go so soft that it's a scene someone might kill for.
Cloud held the girl's hand tighter. "I think it'll be okay. I wonder how hard it will be if I really did become a father. I do know one thing though." His head turned to her, forging eye contact with the girl. The pair of mako blue eyes didn't possess those cold stares he use to give during the days of Meteor and Sephiroth. They had learned to show it's true emotions. "I'm sure you would make a great mother," he implied with a smile.
A smile tugged on her lips. It was small, but it was a smile, nonetheless. "Thanks Cloud," she muttered before closing her eyes, slowly drifting off to a deep slumber.
In the dark, Cloud also gave off a grin. His hand rose to his love's cheek lightly caressing it with his thumb. "Tifa, whatever it is you could tell me. There's no use hiding," he whispered gently, hoping that in someway she could hear him. "I will be there for you, just as you were always be there for me." Trying not to wake her up, he gently brushed his lips against the backside of her hand. With that a contented smile grew on his lips before he fell asleep.
The two bodies lay peacefully on the bed hands still locked together. Two souls soon to be bound together by love.
-=-=-
Tifa woke up to a sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. She glanced to her side to find it empty. She pushed herself up with her elbows and sat up on the bed. She leaned backward till her back reached the wall. Her eyes carefully watched the door of the washroom, expecting it to open any moment now. As if on cue it did.
Cloud proceeded out still shirtless and with a towel over his head. He shut the door, glancing to the bed after doing so to find Tifa, with a small smile on her face. She seemed as if she was lost in her own consciousness. The sight made Cloud raise an eyebrow at the girl. "What are you looking at Tifa?" he asked with a hint of interest in his eyes.
"At the man, who is soon to be my husband," she said, the smile on her delicate features growing.
Cloud snickered at her, approaching the mattress. He leaned forward, his hands resting on the berth. His face was merely a few inches from Tifa's face. He closed in, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. "It's only a week away, y'know? I can't wait for the time I see you walking up the aisle any longer." A mischievous grin was plastered on his face.
The barmaid grasped the two ends on the towel, giving it a small tug causing Cloud to move even closer. "Even I can't wait to see you waiting for me by the altar," she exclaimed in a seductive tone.
Cloud pulled away, getting his clothes for the day from the small cabinet. He dressed up and made his way to the door. He turned yet again to the girl and said, "I'll just go out for breakfast already okay?" He bit his bottom lip, trying to stifle a laugh due to the pout he received from Tifa.
"You're just going to leave me hear alone." Her voice seemed to have a tone of a child who really wanted a toy that her parents didn't allow her to have. She put on the most childish look that she could think off and together with the puppy dog eyes she put who wouldn't listen to her.
Cloud decided to play along with her antics. "Yeah, I'm leaving you. What's so bad about that?" he said with a shrug. He had his eyes closed at the time but as soon as he opened it a pillow connected with his face. He stayed planted there as if it were introducing itself to Cloud. He pulled the cushion off his face, throwing it back to the giggling female. He started snickering himself when it hit her.
Tifa smiled and took her aim, chucking another pillow toward the ex-SOLDIER's face. At the exact moment the door opened to reveal the raven-haired ninja who had come to wake the couple up. Neither the two who occupied the room noticed her.
Cloud dodged the pillow just in the nick of time. The move he pulled allowed the cushion to hit Yuffie square in the face just as she opened her mouth to greet them good morning. Nothing was heard as the pair stared at their younger friend who just stood there as the pillow fell to the floor. Yuffie raised her pointer finger to the air and glanced at the two. "I was going to just wake you guys, but I guess you are both awake. Breakfast is ready in cause either of you would want to know." With that she closed the door.
Cloud and Tifa exchanged looks before bursting out in laughter due to the scene.
To be continued...
-=-=-
Author's Notes: Finally... This has long been under development. I'm sorry if this chapter is shorter than the last one but I couldn't think of what else to add at the moment. The *ahem* much awaited scene may appear in the next chapter.
I plan to update sometime within the week so I want suggestions if you guys have any. I want to please the readers as much as possible. Suggestions are will be welcomed and will be considered if sent to me by e-mail. Please type title "Boundaries of Life" as the subject.
I would like to thank all the people who have reviewed this fanfic. Please keep on reading and reviewing, it will be appreciated. I'm trying to reach the goal of reaching a hundred reviews. That'd be so damn cool if it happened. It's only a dream but anything could happen. Thank you once again!
-Riyuji.Raicho
Author's Rant: Sorry for the late update. I still live. I suffered from a huge writer's block for over a month and my grades were on the brink of jumping off a cliff. Actually I think it already jumped off a cliff. It's now Emit Remmus and am feeling real good! I hope the wait won't affect your reading this fanfic.
-=-=- Chapter Three: New Heights -=-=-
The newly rebuilt Highwind soared over the clouds as it made its way to Midgar. The town was a complete disaster area after Meteor but Reeve had taken responsibility of Shinra's actions and decided to help to make up for all the damage caused.
Cloud and Tifa had informed everyone about the news a week after Cloud proposed. They decided to keep the marriage secret by only having the AVALANCHE gang and a few people they met on the road during their journey attending the event. Everyone was willing to lend a helping hand or pitch in for the expenses. Most of the preparations were made in less than a single month; the only thing that they were missing was the matrimony itself.
Tifa leaned onto the railing on the bridge of the aircraft and looked downward to the land below. She watched the grass sway as they passed near the ground. 'What will I tell him? No, how do I tell him?' She was too lost in thought to notice two arms lock themselves around her from behind. She jolted back into reality when she felt a small nip at her neck. "Cloud," she chirped quietly as her hand rose gently to his cheek, her head leaning backward to rest on his shoulder. She received a low growl as his probable reply. "How much longer till we get there?" she asked him.
Cloud shrugged while he ran his hand across her stomach, her smooth skin tingling to the leather that confined his own flesh from hers. "I don't really know. You better ask Cid about that but I doubt that you'll get a straight answer from that guy."
"I heard that Spike!" said a gruff voice from behind the couple. The voice obviously belonged to the pilot of the contraption that they were all riding on; it was Cid Highwind. The craftsman caught a smirk that his former leader gave off. "It'll still be quite a while till we get to Midgar. We'll be there by daybreak tomorrow." Cid turned his back to the both of them before shifting the cigarette that lay between his lips and walking away.
Cloud then untangled himself from Tifa and placed a hand into his pocket. "I guess I'll see you later in the room Tifa. I still have something to do." He was about to make his way out of the room until he heard his name being called. "Yeah? What is it Tiff?"
Tifa strode to him and leaned forward. She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek before tugging him toward the door. "The least you could do is bring me to the room before you do whatever it was you were intending on doing. Is that okay?"
All Cloud could do was smile and it's not like he could decline. Her charm was too powerful for him to overcome. "Sure, why not?" He grasped her hand with his, leather against flesh, and walked with her to their room.
It didn't take long for them to reach their destination. Cloud held Tifa in an embrace before saying a soft 'good night' to her. He gave her a tender yet affectionate kiss that deepened as the young barmaid pulled him closer to her. He traced her lips with his tongue until her found his way into her mouth. Tongues probed as it met the other. Tifa began to moan against his lips only to feel him hug her tighter. Before the broke the kiss Cloud gave a gentle bite on her bottom nip which sent a shiver through the girl's spine and tingled her insides. The two let go of the other a while after and went their separate ways. "I love you Tifa," he said before turning his back to leave.
"I love you too Cloud. Good night," Tifa replied before completely shutting the door. Tifa leaned on the wall of the room. She let out a sigh as she slid down to the floor. 'It has been over a month since that time. I don't know how to tell this to you Cloud. What will your reaction be? Will it hurt my feelings? Will you be mad? I don't know anymore.'
She pulled both her legs toward her chest, hugged them tightly and let out a low sob. A crystalline tear rolled down her cheek as she hugged herself tightly. A hazy sensation then took over her thoughts. A hand rose to her temple, rubbing it slightly trying to get rid of the feeling. She stood up, hastily making her way to the bathroom. She leaned on the tiled wall for support as she began to feel nauseous. 'Not again.'
-=-=-
Cloud took the PHS that he had tucked in his pocket, swiftly dialing seven random numbers on the keypad. He set the device before his ear, waiting for a reply from the other end of the line. As he heard a voice utter from the earpiece he immediately started talking. "Reeve, Did you receive the package I sent?" He had contacted the current president of Shin-Ra Electric Company, now known as the Reeve Electric Company, who was also one of his comrades from AVALANCHE.
Reeve had shut Cait Sith down after the mission of taking care of the 'great and mighty Sephiroth'. He didn't need it at the moment and was even considering that it was a mere stuffed animal. The robot almost landed in the trash heap but was taken back because the president suddenly had plans for the machine.
"Yes," he muttered turning away from the eavesdropping passers-by. He swiftly made his way to his office and locked the door. He took a seat at his chair and withdrew a small rectangular box from the drawer at his side. "I haven't opened it yet like your letter indicated." He slipped the envelope away from the string that bound it. He curiously eyed the box, wondering what lay within. He even resorted to shaking the package slightly only to find out that nothing could be heard rattling from the inside. "What is it really?" he asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.
The query made Cloud smirk. "I'm sure that you'll be quite surprised to see what it really is." He turned both ways before allowing Reeve to open it. "Make sure that you're alone when you open that thing."
With that last remark Reeve turned to the camera that was installed at the corner ceiling of the room. He placed a hand into his pocket only to pull out a white handkerchief. He assigned himself before the camera, stood on tiptoe and draped the kerchief before the lens of the device.
He made his way back to his chair, tediously unpacking the package. A small crate was revealed under the paper. He took hold of both ends of the cover, lifting it cautiously. There was a small green orb that lay within. The orb emitted a soft, gentle glow that changed the expression on the man's face. It was materia.
The man stared uncannily at the materia before resuming his conversation with Cloud. "Cloud, do explain why this materia is so special?" inquired Reeve.
"It's something a certain someone left for us."
Reeve nodded, fathoming that he understood what Cloud meant. "And you want me to use it for--" he hadn't finished his sentence when Cloud had cut him off with a low, almost inaudible 'yes'. "I'll take care of the rest. Do contact me when you arrive at Midgar."
"Will do." With that Cloud snapped the PHS shut. He averted his eyes heavenward giving a small nod to the skies. 'I'm quite sure that you wouldn't mind. It's only going to be a bit.' He closed his eyes as a smirk began to tug on his lips. 'You always wanted me to be happy, I knew that. Though you liked me for the way I resembled Zack, I still thought of you as a close friend. Thanks Aeris.' A shooting star shot through the sky after his last remark as if it was some type of sign. Cloud simply ran a hand through his gravity-defying blonde hair, giving off a smirk as he placed both hands in his pockets, taking small strides to his quarters.
He took a peek inside the room, slowly creeping in not wanting to disturb his girlfriend from her slumber. His boots emitted a low, metallic sound as the zipper constantly hit the metal zip. His head glanced at the mattress to find it still in order. "What the--?" he said below his breath. 'Where's Tifa?' he wondered.
Hearing a flush coming from the toilet of the bathroom his eyes averted to the door. Tifa rubbed her eyes, leaned on the doorframe and warily walked out the tiled room still donned in the clothes that she wore throughout the day. "Tifa, are you okay?" came a voice by the entrance of the room. She could tell it was Cloud because of his voice but she couldn't see him clearly due to the fact that the room was currently dim. "Cloud?" she chirped affectionately.
The former AVALANCHE leader eyed the girl standing a few feet before him. "Are you okay Tifa? I expected you to be in bed by now."
Tifa shook her head reassuringly. She walked toward him, placing a hand onto his cheek. "You don't need to be troubled. I just decided to wash up before going to bed. I was just about to get my clothes for tonight when you came into the room."
Cloud brushed a few stray strands of her chestnut hair that had fallen on her face with the backside of his hand. "I have to worry about you," he said, leaning closer his love that his nose tenderly nuzzled her cheek. A sarcastic smile then tugged at the side of his lips. "It's in the job description," he added tauntingly.
Tifa pushed him away from her with a what-is-that-supposed-to-mean expression on her face. The mercenary simply smirked, moving closer to the girl. The distance between them reached zero as his lips brushed over hers. He pulled away and ran a hand through her hair before saying; "Just get some rest already. We do have a long day tomorrow."
The girl nodded quietly and went to the small drawer the sat beside the mattress. She took out a sleeveless shirt and a pair of brown shorts as her sleeping clothes for the night while pulling out a white shirt and a pair of boxers at Cloud. She draped Cloud's garments over an arm and handed it to the mercenary who was leaning onto the bathroom's doorframe. She received a 'thanks' from him before the door closed behind the warrior.
The martial artist removed the outer attire that she wore before changing into the garments that she prepared earlier. She crawled into the bed, tilting her body to face the window that displayed the crescent moon that seemed to follow the Highwind's exact flight pattern. The silence was deafening although it was soon dismissed as the young girl heard her fiancé making his way into the room.
Cloud climbed onto the bed and under the covers before propping his head onto his hands allowing him to stare at the ceiling. He had shut his eyes just as he heard the pleasing sound of Tifa's voice.
"Cloud have you ever thought of raising a family?"
Those words caught the young man off guard. He had thought about it a few times but he hadn't really taken it into serious consideration. "Why do you ask, Tiff?" was all he could muster to say. He was at an extreme loss for words. His hand moved down searching for hers and when he found it he grasped it gently, lacing their fingers together.
Tifa let out a low sigh. He head fell sideways to look Cloud's face. "I'm just wondering how it'll be like. There'll be so much responsibility yet it could show a part of us that we hide. Look what happens to Barret whenever Marlene is around." She thought of that burly man being so gentle whenever his daughter would be around. Sometimes he'd go so soft that it's a scene someone might kill for.
Cloud held the girl's hand tighter. "I think it'll be okay. I wonder how hard it will be if I really did become a father. I do know one thing though." His head turned to her, forging eye contact with the girl. The pair of mako blue eyes didn't possess those cold stares he use to give during the days of Meteor and Sephiroth. They had learned to show it's true emotions. "I'm sure you would make a great mother," he implied with a smile.
A smile tugged on her lips. It was small, but it was a smile, nonetheless. "Thanks Cloud," she muttered before closing her eyes, slowly drifting off to a deep slumber.
In the dark, Cloud also gave off a grin. His hand rose to his love's cheek lightly caressing it with his thumb. "Tifa, whatever it is you could tell me. There's no use hiding," he whispered gently, hoping that in someway she could hear him. "I will be there for you, just as you were always be there for me." Trying not to wake her up, he gently brushed his lips against the backside of her hand. With that a contented smile grew on his lips before he fell asleep.
The two bodies lay peacefully on the bed hands still locked together. Two souls soon to be bound together by love.
-=-=-
Tifa woke up to a sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. She glanced to her side to find it empty. She pushed herself up with her elbows and sat up on the bed. She leaned backward till her back reached the wall. Her eyes carefully watched the door of the washroom, expecting it to open any moment now. As if on cue it did.
Cloud proceeded out still shirtless and with a towel over his head. He shut the door, glancing to the bed after doing so to find Tifa, with a small smile on her face. She seemed as if she was lost in her own consciousness. The sight made Cloud raise an eyebrow at the girl. "What are you looking at Tifa?" he asked with a hint of interest in his eyes.
"At the man, who is soon to be my husband," she said, the smile on her delicate features growing.
Cloud snickered at her, approaching the mattress. He leaned forward, his hands resting on the berth. His face was merely a few inches from Tifa's face. He closed in, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. "It's only a week away, y'know? I can't wait for the time I see you walking up the aisle any longer." A mischievous grin was plastered on his face.
The barmaid grasped the two ends on the towel, giving it a small tug causing Cloud to move even closer. "Even I can't wait to see you waiting for me by the altar," she exclaimed in a seductive tone.
Cloud pulled away, getting his clothes for the day from the small cabinet. He dressed up and made his way to the door. He turned yet again to the girl and said, "I'll just go out for breakfast already okay?" He bit his bottom lip, trying to stifle a laugh due to the pout he received from Tifa.
"You're just going to leave me hear alone." Her voice seemed to have a tone of a child who really wanted a toy that her parents didn't allow her to have. She put on the most childish look that she could think off and together with the puppy dog eyes she put who wouldn't listen to her.
Cloud decided to play along with her antics. "Yeah, I'm leaving you. What's so bad about that?" he said with a shrug. He had his eyes closed at the time but as soon as he opened it a pillow connected with his face. He stayed planted there as if it were introducing itself to Cloud. He pulled the cushion off his face, throwing it back to the giggling female. He started snickering himself when it hit her.
Tifa smiled and took her aim, chucking another pillow toward the ex-SOLDIER's face. At the exact moment the door opened to reveal the raven-haired ninja who had come to wake the couple up. Neither the two who occupied the room noticed her.
Cloud dodged the pillow just in the nick of time. The move he pulled allowed the cushion to hit Yuffie square in the face just as she opened her mouth to greet them good morning. Nothing was heard as the pair stared at their younger friend who just stood there as the pillow fell to the floor. Yuffie raised her pointer finger to the air and glanced at the two. "I was going to just wake you guys, but I guess you are both awake. Breakfast is ready in cause either of you would want to know." With that she closed the door.
Cloud and Tifa exchanged looks before bursting out in laughter due to the scene.
To be continued...
-=-=-
Author's Notes: Finally... This has long been under development. I'm sorry if this chapter is shorter than the last one but I couldn't think of what else to add at the moment. The *ahem* much awaited scene may appear in the next chapter.
I plan to update sometime within the week so I want suggestions if you guys have any. I want to please the readers as much as possible. Suggestions are will be welcomed and will be considered if sent to me by e-mail. Please type title "Boundaries of Life" as the subject.
I would like to thank all the people who have reviewed this fanfic. Please keep on reading and reviewing, it will be appreciated. I'm trying to reach the goal of reaching a hundred reviews. That'd be so damn cool if it happened. It's only a dream but anything could happen. Thank you once again!
-Riyuji.Raicho
