Dangerously In Love
Nikki Ashcroft
Disclaimer: Such a shame...I still don't own any of the FF7 characters. But if I DID...::smiles innocently:: I was just playing FF7 today and got to Sephiroth's first form...then my stupid, idiotic cousin had to go and get us all killed, so I'm really p!ssed off right now. Ooh, but just lemme get a chance to beat it myself...Uhhm, note the change of POV, very important!
Chapter 3: Second Thoughts
"Tifa," I sighed, gazing out into the wilderness. "Where are you now? And who..." I shook my head, unable to even finish the sentence alone. 'Who have you fallen in love with?' I asked myself.
The stars twinkled brightly, just like they did that fateful night. Sighing, I scolded myself for thinking such thoughts. The wind started to pick up, and I heard the rumble of thunder in the distance. 'Storm,' I thought miserably. "Might as well get moving before the storm gets here."
I started to get up, unaware of picking up my sword. My sword...nobody but me could use it. Well, ALMOST no one...
That day stood out in my mind, too. I killed her father, and then I left her. 'Damn you, Sephiroth! Why did you go and do that to her? She loved you, she really did!' I blindly slashed out into the night with my sword, seeking for the source of the accusations. It was only then that I realized the voice was coming from inside my own head. Sinking to my knees, I dropped my sword and placed my head in my hands. "Dammit, Tifa," I whispered, "Why did you have to do this to me?"
*** Tifa Lockheart sat up in bed suddenly, looking around her room in wide-eyed terror. She was shivering, a sheen of sweat glistening on her toned body. Lying near by, her lover, Cloud Strife, stirred uneasily as he felt her sit up. Groggily, he looked over to her. "Tifa, you ok?" he asked, a note of tenderness not usually found was now present in his voice. He reached a strong hand up, and gently stroked the side of her face, trying to calm her.
Tifa was startled when Cloud touched her; she hadn't even hear him speak. "Huh?" she asked, looking over to him. Her usually silky hair was a little tangled and frizzy. 'As well it should be,' she thought with a satisfied grin. Cloud had been gone longer than usual this time, so naturally, she longed for him more and more each day. When he showed up unannounced, Tifa knew she had to have him as soon as possible. She had washed him gently, giving him a massage to ease his tense muscles. After that, he carried her to the bedroom, and undressed her slowly, allowing himself to take her all in. 'The bliss...the absolute bliss,' she thought, lying back down to stroke Cloud's hand in return. "Yeah, I'm alright, baby," she said, kissing his forehead gently, smiling when she saw him tremble at her touch. 'Yes,' she smiled, 'This is what love is supposed to be."
*** The rain came down in torrents, and the wind only helped the rain to sting my eyes. 'I've got to find shelter,' I constantly repeated over and over in my mind. Glancing around frantically, which I found was utterly useless, I spotted a vague shape. What WAS it? As I slowly made my way towards the shape, I saw it was a house. And, to my great delight, there was a light on...or was there? I couldn't tell, it was too hard to see. "Damn weather," I muttered under my breath, glancing around once more. Unaware of where I was going, I stumbled right over a tree root. I hit the ground and heard a sickening SQUISH as I sunk into the mud. "Lovely! Just lovely!" I was now soaked, lost, cold, and covered in mud. Could my night get any worse? I cast a spell on myself and the mud vanished. "Well," I said, taking a deep breath, "I might as well go see who lives in this house. What could be the worst to happen? I'd have to kill them? Bah! No big deal."
Creeping along as fast as the torrential rain would allow, I heard voices coming from inside the house. One was a male's, and the other's was a woman's...but there was something familiar about the woman's voice. 'I'm sure that I've heard that voice before. I just can't seem to place it...' My thoughts were interrupted by the voice of reason. 'Yes, well that's all fine and dandy, Sephiroth, but you're soaked and shivering. Wouldn't it be smarter to get IN the house before worrying about where you've heard that voice before?' I couldn't help but to agree with myself; after all, what would I do if I didn't agree? Beat myself up? With every step closer to the front door, the feeling of foreboding that I felt kept growing stronger. "Get a grip, man," I whispered fiercely to myself, shaking my head violently. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I reached the door. Wearily, I climbed the four steps and knocked with all my might, leaning into the doorway to prevent myself from getting even MORE drenched than I already was. From deep inside the house, I heard the woman's voice call out, "Just a minute!" 'Good,' I grimly thought, 'I just hope I don't have to kill anyone tonight.'
*** Startled by the sudden knocking on their door, Cloud and Tifa exchanged nervous glances. "I'll go see who it is," Tifa said to Cloud. He nodded in response. "Just a minute!" she called out, grabbing a sheet and clutching it around her. She sniggered at the thought of her being modest. 'I never USED to care who saw me naked,' she sighed. 'But ever since Cloud...' She smiled lovingly at him and exited the room, making her way through the hall and into the living room. Then the feeling of uneasiness swept over her. 'Who in the world would be out this late in this kind of weather?' she mused, suddenly seeing the irony of the whole situation. Casually, she walked up to the door and opened it. She nearly fainted when she saw who was standing there. "Sephiroth," she managed to choke out at last.
*** When I saw her standing there, the white linen sheet draped carelessly around her body, allowing me to see what surprises she hid, I felt all my desire and lust for her fueling up again. An animal growl managed to escape from my throat as I saw her shivering from the cold, the wind having blown some rain in, causing the sheet to cling to her like cellophane. I wanted her...I wanted her more than anything. And I knew she could tell, just from the way her amber eyes widened at the sight of me. "So we meet again, Tifa Lockheart."
A/N: Ok, I don't really know what possessed me to write my chapter like this (probably the fact that my internet was acting up again). So, don't blame me if you found this one a little, dare I say, racy? I guess it was the burnt marshmallows I ate tonight, but I'm not counting on it. Maybe it's because I'm up too late again, who knows? ::shrugs and yawns, looking around innocently:: Well, I'm guessing you'll just have to wait till I update it to see what happens! Oh, and btw: I'M GONNA KILL MY COUSIN FOR RUINING MY GAME!!!!!!! I HAD DONE SO WELL TOO! ::breaks into hysterical sobs and slams fist down on the computer desk:: Why?! Why is it always ME?! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Sowwie!!!!!!! ^_^x
Disclaimer: Such a shame...I still don't own any of the FF7 characters. But if I DID...::smiles innocently:: I was just playing FF7 today and got to Sephiroth's first form...then my stupid, idiotic cousin had to go and get us all killed, so I'm really p!ssed off right now. Ooh, but just lemme get a chance to beat it myself...Uhhm, note the change of POV, very important!
Chapter 3: Second Thoughts
"Tifa," I sighed, gazing out into the wilderness. "Where are you now? And who..." I shook my head, unable to even finish the sentence alone. 'Who have you fallen in love with?' I asked myself.
The stars twinkled brightly, just like they did that fateful night. Sighing, I scolded myself for thinking such thoughts. The wind started to pick up, and I heard the rumble of thunder in the distance. 'Storm,' I thought miserably. "Might as well get moving before the storm gets here."
I started to get up, unaware of picking up my sword. My sword...nobody but me could use it. Well, ALMOST no one...
That day stood out in my mind, too. I killed her father, and then I left her. 'Damn you, Sephiroth! Why did you go and do that to her? She loved you, she really did!' I blindly slashed out into the night with my sword, seeking for the source of the accusations. It was only then that I realized the voice was coming from inside my own head. Sinking to my knees, I dropped my sword and placed my head in my hands. "Dammit, Tifa," I whispered, "Why did you have to do this to me?"
*** Tifa Lockheart sat up in bed suddenly, looking around her room in wide-eyed terror. She was shivering, a sheen of sweat glistening on her toned body. Lying near by, her lover, Cloud Strife, stirred uneasily as he felt her sit up. Groggily, he looked over to her. "Tifa, you ok?" he asked, a note of tenderness not usually found was now present in his voice. He reached a strong hand up, and gently stroked the side of her face, trying to calm her.
Tifa was startled when Cloud touched her; she hadn't even hear him speak. "Huh?" she asked, looking over to him. Her usually silky hair was a little tangled and frizzy. 'As well it should be,' she thought with a satisfied grin. Cloud had been gone longer than usual this time, so naturally, she longed for him more and more each day. When he showed up unannounced, Tifa knew she had to have him as soon as possible. She had washed him gently, giving him a massage to ease his tense muscles. After that, he carried her to the bedroom, and undressed her slowly, allowing himself to take her all in. 'The bliss...the absolute bliss,' she thought, lying back down to stroke Cloud's hand in return. "Yeah, I'm alright, baby," she said, kissing his forehead gently, smiling when she saw him tremble at her touch. 'Yes,' she smiled, 'This is what love is supposed to be."
*** The rain came down in torrents, and the wind only helped the rain to sting my eyes. 'I've got to find shelter,' I constantly repeated over and over in my mind. Glancing around frantically, which I found was utterly useless, I spotted a vague shape. What WAS it? As I slowly made my way towards the shape, I saw it was a house. And, to my great delight, there was a light on...or was there? I couldn't tell, it was too hard to see. "Damn weather," I muttered under my breath, glancing around once more. Unaware of where I was going, I stumbled right over a tree root. I hit the ground and heard a sickening SQUISH as I sunk into the mud. "Lovely! Just lovely!" I was now soaked, lost, cold, and covered in mud. Could my night get any worse? I cast a spell on myself and the mud vanished. "Well," I said, taking a deep breath, "I might as well go see who lives in this house. What could be the worst to happen? I'd have to kill them? Bah! No big deal."
Creeping along as fast as the torrential rain would allow, I heard voices coming from inside the house. One was a male's, and the other's was a woman's...but there was something familiar about the woman's voice. 'I'm sure that I've heard that voice before. I just can't seem to place it...' My thoughts were interrupted by the voice of reason. 'Yes, well that's all fine and dandy, Sephiroth, but you're soaked and shivering. Wouldn't it be smarter to get IN the house before worrying about where you've heard that voice before?' I couldn't help but to agree with myself; after all, what would I do if I didn't agree? Beat myself up? With every step closer to the front door, the feeling of foreboding that I felt kept growing stronger. "Get a grip, man," I whispered fiercely to myself, shaking my head violently. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I reached the door. Wearily, I climbed the four steps and knocked with all my might, leaning into the doorway to prevent myself from getting even MORE drenched than I already was. From deep inside the house, I heard the woman's voice call out, "Just a minute!" 'Good,' I grimly thought, 'I just hope I don't have to kill anyone tonight.'
*** Startled by the sudden knocking on their door, Cloud and Tifa exchanged nervous glances. "I'll go see who it is," Tifa said to Cloud. He nodded in response. "Just a minute!" she called out, grabbing a sheet and clutching it around her. She sniggered at the thought of her being modest. 'I never USED to care who saw me naked,' she sighed. 'But ever since Cloud...' She smiled lovingly at him and exited the room, making her way through the hall and into the living room. Then the feeling of uneasiness swept over her. 'Who in the world would be out this late in this kind of weather?' she mused, suddenly seeing the irony of the whole situation. Casually, she walked up to the door and opened it. She nearly fainted when she saw who was standing there. "Sephiroth," she managed to choke out at last.
*** When I saw her standing there, the white linen sheet draped carelessly around her body, allowing me to see what surprises she hid, I felt all my desire and lust for her fueling up again. An animal growl managed to escape from my throat as I saw her shivering from the cold, the wind having blown some rain in, causing the sheet to cling to her like cellophane. I wanted her...I wanted her more than anything. And I knew she could tell, just from the way her amber eyes widened at the sight of me. "So we meet again, Tifa Lockheart."
A/N: Ok, I don't really know what possessed me to write my chapter like this (probably the fact that my internet was acting up again). So, don't blame me if you found this one a little, dare I say, racy? I guess it was the burnt marshmallows I ate tonight, but I'm not counting on it. Maybe it's because I'm up too late again, who knows? ::shrugs and yawns, looking around innocently:: Well, I'm guessing you'll just have to wait till I update it to see what happens! Oh, and btw: I'M GONNA KILL MY COUSIN FOR RUINING MY GAME!!!!!!! I HAD DONE SO WELL TOO! ::breaks into hysterical sobs and slams fist down on the computer desk:: Why?! Why is it always ME?! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Sowwie!!!!!!! ^_^x