Final Fantasy 7 Squaresoft.

This story contains sexual matters and even coarse language and violence will increase specially this last one. The story is mostly an ALTERNATIVE WORLD and is all ready in my mind but I'm trying to put it down the best way. I actually find it myself interesting, enjoy and R&R please!!

Pleasant Sounds

Chapter 2

When Tifa was back Cloud was still in his studio locked up with some important client of his. She didn't really understand how the business was doing as Cloud was especially strict about her snooping around his work. Tifa was quite bored; she will spends her time either with the television or exercising in the gym. She felt useless and hated when Cloud made the point that he was the one putting up with all the bills.

"I could get a job if it's such a big deal for you?" she had once answered angry.

"Egad, no! Just what I needed, my wife ruining somebody else!" and he finished this with a laugh.

All he did was put her down and make sure she wasn't bothering. Her job right now was to have a baby! Those were Cloud's orders. He had in fact slept more often with her but their pleasure was practically null and even if he kept implying he had made to much sex with her this amounted to only a couple of minutes three times a week.

She was depressed, horribly depressed. That violin had been a real medicine for her heart.

"I must absolutely find that musician. He must play for me…yes…he is in our land after all" she smiled to herself moving toward the library when she heard the door of the studio open up…

"…I'm excited as you are Mr. Highwind. It's not likely to have such an amount…" he noticed Tifa's presence. His face looked annoyed but immediately faked to be pleased in front of his customer's presence.

"Ah…may I introduce you to my wife, Tifa" he made her move near to meet him.

"Pleased to meet ya!" he grabbed her hand and shook it too eagerly for Tifa's taste but she managed to smile.

"Thank you Mr.…I missed your name again…"

"Highwind…Cid Highwind." He turned to Cloud "Lovely lady Strife, you're lucky. Oh I'm about to get married myself…Hahaha! Women…ahhhhh"

Tifa thought he dressed in a horrible way but he was enough cheerful to make her smile. And that cigar in his mouth made his presence unreachable for less than 2 meters. His manners and his tone of voice made clear to her he was nothing important for Cloud.

When he had left Cloud approached her with nonchalance.

"Don't you have anything to do than snoop on me?"

"I…I wasn't snooping…I went for a walk and I…ended up right when you came out…"

"Of course you were…" he looked away.

"If you don't believe ask your devoted servants who…"

"Look…I don't care ok. If you cannot stay besides me with out making my day worse try your best when it comes to my job. It concerns you too, you know?!" he added ironically and left with Tifa speechless.

"You…bastard!" she said…not loud enough so he could hear her. She had even forgotten what she was going to do.

("The library! That's right") she made her way trough.

She had read a huge amount of the books present which was no surprise due to the time she disposed in her present days. She took a novel, one of those romantic ones. She didn't admit it straightly but she became more a fan to that type but there weren't many there. She could have easily dragged Cloud in a conversation to buy her new books but talking to him wasn't her prospect at the moment.

She started reading and forgot about lunch but even Cloud seemed to have forgotten and the servants were used to eat and ate the food themselves.

After a couple of hours she heard it. It was the violin; she was expecting him to play again. The sound was barley hearable, only she was aware of it because she knew it was going to come. She opened the window to a soft breeze and a warm weather even if the sun was mostly behind the clouds. The sound was clearer and she decided to go out. She closed the window and ran outside the library and then it struck her…

("The second time in a day Tifa? The servants might gossip and Cloud would make use of it against her…")

Her thoughts moved quickly as her eyes around. She grabbed some stationary and a pen…she'd pretend to be writing a poem or something. That was a most plausible excuse for a bored woman in a huge house.

She calmly headed for the entrance and looked at a girl cleaning the windows there.

"If Mr. Strife asks I went for a walk to write some poems…would you refer…if necessary?"

The girl was new and a bit shy but she knotted quickly.

"Of course ma'am"

And so she left smiling. Her pace was slow at first but as she knew she couldn't longer be seen she picked up pace. He was still playing.

She also discovered he was further than yesterday.

"He moved or what?" she panted.

The emotion of yesterday made her fly like a bird but now she was more like an anxious turtle.

Just as she was spotting the house the music…stopped! What had happened?

Tifa was nervous and thought of walking back.

("Ridiculous. I have the right to know who plays in our woods") and her new courage made her walk forward.

She bent under the same window and took a look inside. She had been so captivated by the musician she hadn't noticed the luxury in which he lived. He had almost the same sofas at their home. For a moment she thought it was a friend of Cloud's and that thought she stood up immediately to leave…too late! A hand landed on her shoulder and Tifa startled shoving it quickly off.

"Aaaaaaaah!" she screamed.

The man moved away scared.

"Easy, I'm not going to kill you…"

It was him all right. This time however she could see him clearly.

The same white shirt and black leather pants. His black hair surrounded his pale face and two bright red eyes pierced when you looked straight at them. Tifa was smiling with delight, he was a quite handsome musician, and hopefully she could lead him to the manor. The thought made her feel embarrassed…

"You're not a servant are you?" he was looking at her with same interest and smiling down at her.

He was even taller as he approached.

"Of course not" she replied offended but more to cover her embarrassment "I'm Tiff, Mr. Strife's wife"

"I knew it was you…Cloud has good taste"

"T-thanks" she blushed mercilessly.

"Can I help you?" he asked turning to open the door.

("Cloud? He called him simply Cloud? Who is this man? He is his friend, or worse a client I shouldn't know about!?") she panicked and pulled his sleeve trying not to look too informal.

"Ermm…Mr.…." She mumbled.

"Valentine…Vincent Valentine" he turned to her "Yes?"

"There is specially one thing you should do. Do not tell my husband of our encounter please! I beg you!" she bowed slightly.

"I guess it's more than natural. As you wish" and then "Would you like to come in for a drink?"

"Wwweelll…" her face enlighten "Can that be accompanied by your violin?"

"Ahh…so that's what led you here. My mistake of course."

"Does…Cloud want your presence to be noticed?"

"Not really…but in any case I'm supposed to act as if I were his cousin or something…"

"But you really are…?"

Vincent grinned.

"I…work for your husband." He said this with extreme cautious but Tifa barley took noticed. She kept staring at him as if he were some kind of sculpture.

"Uhmm…and what exactly?"

"Just some security stuff, nothing serious. I hope he'll introduce us. Beer?"

"That will never happen, he hates when I meet someone. Beer, eh? Haven't had that quite in a while…hand one over" she winked.

"No problem" he went to the fridge.

Tifa looked around. The small house felt so cozy and there was a nice fresh smell. For a guy he did a good job keeping it clean. She could see him bent for the beers and some indecent thoughts crossed her mind but forced herself to think of else.

"Here you go"

"Thanks…" she took a sip "Would you…play for me then?"

"Cert…"

The phone.

Vincent stared at Tifa looking worried.

"Cloud I guess…" and he picked up.

Tifa was scared and stood up ready t run away. He had found out were she was, now she was done for.

"Yes, just the time to dress up…no problem…Oh…If I see her…but I never saw her…yeah, guess you're right. See you in a while then!"

He put down the receiver and looked at Tifa.

"He needs my assistance so I'll have to go to the manor now but he asked me to tell you to go back as well if I saw you…"

Tifa had understood.

"Ok, ok…listen, I'll go to the pond and wait for you there so we can pretend you met me there" she was mostly relieved he hadn't found out.

"Good idea…meet you there then…"

"It's a date!" she joked and ran to the lake.