Final Fantasy 7 Copyright of Square soft.

Pleasant Sounds

Chapter 6

Cloud had a lot of paperwork and asked to have the meal served on tray and left in his studio. His business was picking up quite well. The Rufu's case still tormented his dreams and couldn't concentrate. He opened up the first two buttons of his shirt and took a locket from beneath. He opened it and smiled and held it tight finding comfort to go on on that small object.

Some hours later he was interrupted by a knock.

"Who is it?" he yelled at the door.

"Vincent"

"It's open"

Vincent walked in apparently expressionless and took a sit in front of Cloud.

"So…any news from Rufus?"

"No, and that's not good news" he replied worried.

He put away his stuff looking outside…

"And about you? How are thing s going?"

"Couldn't be better"

"Perfect! At least that's a consolation"

"Whatever makes you feel better. So where's your devoted wife?" he sounded ironic.

"She should be up by now. That women is such a drag"

"I don't see why you married her"

"Well…she was so sweet once. She used to take care of me better. Suddenly she started dedicating her life to spending my money and she turned so snob. I don't know! Don't ever get married! This women are deceiving!"

Cloud stud up and moved towards the door.

"Ok…let me take a rest and then maybe we'll have news about Rufus!"

Tifa ate in a rush and then got cleaned wearing one of her expensive perfumes. She spent more than an hour deciding on which dress to wear but…

("I don't want to lead to suspicions and anyway…I don't suppose the dress will last long on me") she giggled.

She was getting a pair of pearl earrings and then she remembered…the ring was missing.

"Crap!"

She stood and looked around.

"That idiot!" she pulled her hair turning around looking outside.

She took a deep breath.

"I'll be meeting him soon anyway" and calmed down.

She grabbed her usual bag and without a word left. She perfectly knew Cloud by now would have given up on her weird outings and how could he doubt of such a close person as Vincent. Tifa thought of being almost jealous of their relationship. They seem good friends and Cloud treats him better than her…neither of them seems homosexual, and if they were they would have been bisex.

Tifa felt all this thoughts to be ridiculous and with no truth in them. She thought of something else…her future. Maybe she and Vincent could run away. She wouldn't mind working; after all, even with all her exercise she was putting up some weight lately.

She arrived and knocked. When Vincent opened up the door she hooked her hands on his neck and kissed him.

"How I missed this"

"…Well…that should teach me to be more careful" he smiled and closed the door behind her.

"About what?"

"Instead of being kissed I might have been killed"

"By me?" she laughed.

"Most probable by a jealous husband"

"You watch to much TV"

"Not really! Any drink?"

"Don't be silly. My thirst is contained in your lips" she pulled him down grabbing his hair and sinking her tongue as deep as she could. They stood there for a while toying with each other.

"So…I believe preliminaries are obsolete in front of such circumstances. Upstairs?"

"Upstairs" she agreed as he pulled her eagerly to his room.

Some sweet memories they're first night had left but to Tifa things got only better whenever he kissed him or felt him inside. She didn't feel seven years of Cloud as she had felt not even two days with Vincent. Maybe this was her true soul mate. She had forgotten of all her dreams about finding that perfect dream man. When that was Cloud everything seemed better…they way she improved herself for him and tried never to disappoint him. All time wasted when he had never returned what she had given. But now all came back…

They made out for hours. Vincent full of energy and Tifa couldn't deny him at all. She fell deeply asleep immediately. Vincent relaxed on his side. Then he heard it.

A small knock at the door.

He slowly got out of bed and put on his pants and rushed downstairs trying not to make a noise.

"Well it…"

"Shhh!" Vincent made sign to be quiet.

"Oh I know that bitch! She won't wake so easily"

"I tired her up on purpose"

"Now that's something not many men can say. Let's talk outside"

Cloud and Vincent went not far from the house. The trees were thick enough to cover their presence as their voice.

"It was not a good idea coming here"

"Well, I warned you anyway! He called!"

"And?"

"He might be coming tomorrow"

"Shit!"

"She isn't pregnant yet, is she?"

"I usually don't go taking pregnancy tests at women. You can push her to do it. Once she's pregnant I'll convince to keep the baby"

"Very confident of yourself Vince. That was something quite bothering you know. A couple of days and she's already at your feet"

"And I really didn't do much. I was afraid this was going to take ages…women as you say!" he grinned.

"Never mind! Get that slut pregnant and then I can get rid of her"

"Get rid of her as divorce?" Vincent looking a bit shocked.

"Don't think me crazy but I can let her go with all she knows about me. She could go to the police!"

"Listen I better get back and you…" Vincent moving away and pointing his finger firmly at him "…think about all that shit! No murders! Ok?" and he left him alone.

"Ha…you wish," he added pulling the locket out.

"Wish you were alive to help me out! You don't know how much I need you"