Just Life
By: Red XII a.k.a Flamer Knuckles
A/N: WOW!! I GOT SOOOOOOO MANY REVIEWS!! I have to tell all of ya peoples that this is awsome! Well, sorry it took me long to actually write this chapter. I was busy with my own life. Here's chapter 2 for yous!
Chapter 2- House Meetings & Just This Once
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Tifa and her parents stood in front of the huge white mansion in front of them.
"Here we are Tifa." Her mother spoke in a cheery voice.
Tifa let out a aggravated sigh. "Let's just get this over with and done mother."
They walked to the front door of the large house and Leia, Tifa's mother, quickly knocked on the wooden doors. Not a second later did the door open, revealing a young woman with large brown eyes, and short blonde hair that was above her shoulders. Her face looked warming, as she let out her smile. She was wearing a long emerald green dress, and a nice diamond neckalace. "Hello," She was first to greet. "My name's Manda, I'm the maid of the residence, come in."
Doing just that, Tifa was first to go through the doors, not bothering to look at the older girl that had greeted her mother and herself. Red eyes scanned the whole interior. There were large sprial steps on each side of the entrance. Paintings that stood framed on the pale blue walls. In the corner stood expensive leather couches and wooden tables. Seeing nobody there yet, Tifa turned to meet the gaze of Manda.
"Where are they?"
Manda opened her mouth to reply. "Cloud and his mother Rebecca, should be coming down any minute now." She began, and Tifa once again sighed.
"While we wait for them to come down, I will direct you to the dinning room." Manda spoke, before she started doing just as she had told.
Finally there, Tifa had sat down in the comfortable and expensive seat, while her eyes scanned the room again and Manda's leave. Painting's all over again, but the walls were this time dark wood and polished shiny. Candles stood perched on the long large table that matched the wood of the walls and Tifa could see the candles reflecting off of the shiny table just as the walls.
"They really are into interior design, huh?" Tifa spoke, as she traced the designs that were engraved in the table with her thin finger very lightly. "Yes, this must be the top quality dear." Leia answered.
"I hope they hurry up, just sitting here is boring." She put her elbows on the table and held her face. "I don't want to stay here for 50 years of my life now."
"Tifa!" Leia began, seeing that he daughter had her elbows perched on the table. "Put your elbows down right this minute! Thats bad manners!"
Tifa fussed. "Alright, alright!"
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He walked down the hall that lead to the dinning room, his mother in front of him as he stood in the back, takin his sweet time. 'I can do this,' He thought. 'I can go through this without arguing with her.'
He kept on telling this exact same thing to himself over and over again. Why out of all the people that resided in Neiblehiem had his mother invited her family, HER family to come? It was like fate had to do this to him, especially after he had totaled her black SUV and saw that she didn't have much patience.
Arriving at the dinning room, Cloud had gotten out of his entranced state only to be put back again. There she was, Tifa Lockheart, in front of his mother giving her a warming smile and a handshake. Cloud couldn't lie, she looked absoutely flawless. She wore a short silky black Luca Luca dress that stopped about just an inch under her bum, just enough to cover her bum and show alot of her long and tight tanned legs, also a V-neck, which stopped below her large breasts, which tied loosley at the bottom. Cloud couldn't help but notice how her tanned chest looked shimmery and shiny, like the models. She wore long diamond earings, and her hair was in a large bun, with braids on the outline. She looked to wear no make-up, only the shiny lipgloss. Her Jennifer Lopez like shaped red eyes, and her long black lashes, her perfect shaped womanly brows, her high cheek bones, her tanned face, her full rosey lips, her deep dimples, she seemed perfect. And the perfume she wore, smelled awsome.
"Hello."
Taking his blue cystal eyes off of her body, Cloud looked to see the woman that he had just been staring at standing no longer in front of his mother, but him. "Hey," He let out a cocky smirk, and she rolled her red eyes. Suddenly, she put her arms around his shoulders, giving him a hug and burying her head at the crook of his neck. Confused, Cloud thought to address the issue. "What are you doing?" He whispered. "Listen loud Strife, I didn't want to come here today as you can see, but I was left with no chioce. I want a new car by tomorrow though, that's for sure." She whispered back, her hot breath on his ear.
With that she turned around and headed back into her seat. While Cloud only stood there. 'Who does she think she is?' He thought. "Cloud honey." He turned his face to his mother. "Why don't you take a seat next to Tifa over there. I think she would like your company."
"No, no, no. It's alright Ms. Strife," Tifa protesed. "I wouldn't want Cloud to not enjoy where he is seated."
"No, it's alright mom," Cloud began, as she took the seat right next to Tifa. "I think I'll do just that." He gave her an evil smirk and her red eyes seemed to burn with a uncertain fire. "Alright then, well me and Ms. Lockheart will be having a chat of our own. Try and get to know each other some more would you?"
Cloud smiled, Tifa seethed. "But--" She was about to object, but she was stopped by the stern look her mother had given her.
Sighing in defeat, she turned her vision to rest right back on the handsome man before her. "You know I don't wanna do this either." Cloud was first to talk.
"Well, that makes me feel alot better." Tifa retorted.
"Happy to hear."
"Listen," Tifa began, as she took her hand in his. "Let's just for this once, try and be friends, or have a good social arrangment." Tifa sighed. "I don't wanna fight right now, I'm really not in the mood." Cloud smiled. "Hmph, just this once." He replied.
"You know, I think you are good looking, but your attitude is a complete turn off."
"I think the same of you too Ms. Lockheart." Cloud responded. "I think you are beautiful and your body looks very tastey looking, if only I could get in between your--"
"Shut up." Tifa interupted, as she blushed.
Cloud let out a little chuckle, noticing her flushed face. "What's the matter, never had sexual intercourse before?" He whispered hotly into her ear. "That's none of your buisness!" She hissed.
Cloud looked her over. "You look like the type to really enjoy it though." He continued. Tifa gave him a stern look. "Well, being the busy type with my studies and all, I sadly don't have the time to sleep around the block." She replied with sarcasm. Cloud nodded. "Ahh, so you ARE a virgin. I thought that article you wrote was a complete and total lie."
Tifa let out a confussed look, her brow raised. "What article?"
Cloud smirked."Saving Myself For Marriage, or have you forgotten?"
Tifa's eyes turned wide. "That was a long time ago, I don't write like that anymore. People never know what I do or don't do. Plus that was over two years ago, when all those girls were getting preganant at 15. They wanted me to write something like that since I was a icon for the teens and all. They said that other's would probably listen and actually wait till marriage. My mom and dad begged me to do it anyway. But, why would you want to read what I have to say anyways?"
"Well," Cloud began. "I always knew who you were since the first day. And at the time I never really knew you to hate you, I always thought you were hot eversince I saw you. Ha. And what was funny was that I always wanted to meet you. I'm very active as you can guess."
"By what age?" Tifa questioned.
"15." He answered.
"Hmph, figures."
"Yep," Cloud boasted. "By the time you were writng the 'Don't give yourself to a man before he gives you a ring' theory, I was already fooling around. And I was already wanting you. You were already developed with your breast and legs, damn. You looked so good, still do."
Tifa shook her head. "Glad to hear," She replied, rolling her eyes. "I'd be glad to give myself up to you when I find out how thick and big your penis is."
"Hey, I thought we were supposed to be nice to each other huh? At least I'm being honset." He spoke.
"So am I."
Cloud laughed. "Fine, let's talk about you Teef."
"Teef?" She gave a weird look. "Ahh, whatever. What do you wanna know?"
"Anything, I dunno why, but you just have me really interested in you." He spoke.
"Nice pick up line."
"No, but really I mean it."
"Fine." She began. "I'm the daughter of Leia and Bertram Lockheart. Bertram, as you may know, is the owner of one of the biggest companies around, the Lockheart Hotels, which are located all over the world. I am the heiress of the complany and I will have complete control when I turn 25, married with children and get my collage degree in buisness."
"Sounds hard." Cloud spoke.
"Yeah, but I'm looking forward to it." Tifa spoke. "I'm also having my own perfume fragrance being put out too."
"Really? So that's the one that Yuffie was talking about in the magazine she read. What did she say?" Cloud put his hand under his chin, as if thinking. "Oh yeah, 'in the eye of the storm i am STILL Tifa Lockheart', that's what it says am I right?"
Tifa for the first time since she had entered the house let out a small smile. "Yeah, that's it. It's called STILL Tifa Lockheart though, I'm wearing it right now. "
"Yeah, I picked up the smell before. The fragrence is excellent for a woman. Is it suppossed to give you some kind of sultry smell?"
Tifa nodded. "It deepends on which fragrance you get."
"Well, which one are you wearing now?"
"The sultry sexy fragrence. It was always my favorite." She replied. Cloud lifted a brow. "So your pretty much everywhere now right? On the magazine tabloids, photo shoots. And I bet your everyman's fantasy woman, am I right?"
Tifa smirked. "I dunno, am I your fantasy woman?"
"Maybe."
"Then I guess so," Tifa began, as she sipped on her wine. "Your my toughest critic yet. AND I want you to remember that I still want my car back."
Cloud shook his head. "Why don't we start all over?"
Tifa smiled. "Maybe I'll think about it."
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A/N: There it goes! Chapter 3 should be out after I get 3 reviews or more! Bye now!
Preview Of The Next Chapter: The second day of school! Tifa and Cloud forget about their talk and start with their battles once again!
Flamer Knuckles
By: Red XII a.k.a Flamer Knuckles
A/N: WOW!! I GOT SOOOOOOO MANY REVIEWS!! I have to tell all of ya peoples that this is awsome! Well, sorry it took me long to actually write this chapter. I was busy with my own life. Here's chapter 2 for yous!
Chapter 2- House Meetings & Just This Once
* * * *
Tifa and her parents stood in front of the huge white mansion in front of them.
"Here we are Tifa." Her mother spoke in a cheery voice.
Tifa let out a aggravated sigh. "Let's just get this over with and done mother."
They walked to the front door of the large house and Leia, Tifa's mother, quickly knocked on the wooden doors. Not a second later did the door open, revealing a young woman with large brown eyes, and short blonde hair that was above her shoulders. Her face looked warming, as she let out her smile. She was wearing a long emerald green dress, and a nice diamond neckalace. "Hello," She was first to greet. "My name's Manda, I'm the maid of the residence, come in."
Doing just that, Tifa was first to go through the doors, not bothering to look at the older girl that had greeted her mother and herself. Red eyes scanned the whole interior. There were large sprial steps on each side of the entrance. Paintings that stood framed on the pale blue walls. In the corner stood expensive leather couches and wooden tables. Seeing nobody there yet, Tifa turned to meet the gaze of Manda.
"Where are they?"
Manda opened her mouth to reply. "Cloud and his mother Rebecca, should be coming down any minute now." She began, and Tifa once again sighed.
"While we wait for them to come down, I will direct you to the dinning room." Manda spoke, before she started doing just as she had told.
Finally there, Tifa had sat down in the comfortable and expensive seat, while her eyes scanned the room again and Manda's leave. Painting's all over again, but the walls were this time dark wood and polished shiny. Candles stood perched on the long large table that matched the wood of the walls and Tifa could see the candles reflecting off of the shiny table just as the walls.
"They really are into interior design, huh?" Tifa spoke, as she traced the designs that were engraved in the table with her thin finger very lightly. "Yes, this must be the top quality dear." Leia answered.
"I hope they hurry up, just sitting here is boring." She put her elbows on the table and held her face. "I don't want to stay here for 50 years of my life now."
"Tifa!" Leia began, seeing that he daughter had her elbows perched on the table. "Put your elbows down right this minute! Thats bad manners!"
Tifa fussed. "Alright, alright!"
* * * *
He walked down the hall that lead to the dinning room, his mother in front of him as he stood in the back, takin his sweet time. 'I can do this,' He thought. 'I can go through this without arguing with her.'
He kept on telling this exact same thing to himself over and over again. Why out of all the people that resided in Neiblehiem had his mother invited her family, HER family to come? It was like fate had to do this to him, especially after he had totaled her black SUV and saw that she didn't have much patience.
Arriving at the dinning room, Cloud had gotten out of his entranced state only to be put back again. There she was, Tifa Lockheart, in front of his mother giving her a warming smile and a handshake. Cloud couldn't lie, she looked absoutely flawless. She wore a short silky black Luca Luca dress that stopped about just an inch under her bum, just enough to cover her bum and show alot of her long and tight tanned legs, also a V-neck, which stopped below her large breasts, which tied loosley at the bottom. Cloud couldn't help but notice how her tanned chest looked shimmery and shiny, like the models. She wore long diamond earings, and her hair was in a large bun, with braids on the outline. She looked to wear no make-up, only the shiny lipgloss. Her Jennifer Lopez like shaped red eyes, and her long black lashes, her perfect shaped womanly brows, her high cheek bones, her tanned face, her full rosey lips, her deep dimples, she seemed perfect. And the perfume she wore, smelled awsome.
"Hello."
Taking his blue cystal eyes off of her body, Cloud looked to see the woman that he had just been staring at standing no longer in front of his mother, but him. "Hey," He let out a cocky smirk, and she rolled her red eyes. Suddenly, she put her arms around his shoulders, giving him a hug and burying her head at the crook of his neck. Confused, Cloud thought to address the issue. "What are you doing?" He whispered. "Listen loud Strife, I didn't want to come here today as you can see, but I was left with no chioce. I want a new car by tomorrow though, that's for sure." She whispered back, her hot breath on his ear.
With that she turned around and headed back into her seat. While Cloud only stood there. 'Who does she think she is?' He thought. "Cloud honey." He turned his face to his mother. "Why don't you take a seat next to Tifa over there. I think she would like your company."
"No, no, no. It's alright Ms. Strife," Tifa protesed. "I wouldn't want Cloud to not enjoy where he is seated."
"No, it's alright mom," Cloud began, as she took the seat right next to Tifa. "I think I'll do just that." He gave her an evil smirk and her red eyes seemed to burn with a uncertain fire. "Alright then, well me and Ms. Lockheart will be having a chat of our own. Try and get to know each other some more would you?"
Cloud smiled, Tifa seethed. "But--" She was about to object, but she was stopped by the stern look her mother had given her.
Sighing in defeat, she turned her vision to rest right back on the handsome man before her. "You know I don't wanna do this either." Cloud was first to talk.
"Well, that makes me feel alot better." Tifa retorted.
"Happy to hear."
"Listen," Tifa began, as she took her hand in his. "Let's just for this once, try and be friends, or have a good social arrangment." Tifa sighed. "I don't wanna fight right now, I'm really not in the mood." Cloud smiled. "Hmph, just this once." He replied.
"You know, I think you are good looking, but your attitude is a complete turn off."
"I think the same of you too Ms. Lockheart." Cloud responded. "I think you are beautiful and your body looks very tastey looking, if only I could get in between your--"
"Shut up." Tifa interupted, as she blushed.
Cloud let out a little chuckle, noticing her flushed face. "What's the matter, never had sexual intercourse before?" He whispered hotly into her ear. "That's none of your buisness!" She hissed.
Cloud looked her over. "You look like the type to really enjoy it though." He continued. Tifa gave him a stern look. "Well, being the busy type with my studies and all, I sadly don't have the time to sleep around the block." She replied with sarcasm. Cloud nodded. "Ahh, so you ARE a virgin. I thought that article you wrote was a complete and total lie."
Tifa let out a confussed look, her brow raised. "What article?"
Cloud smirked."Saving Myself For Marriage, or have you forgotten?"
Tifa's eyes turned wide. "That was a long time ago, I don't write like that anymore. People never know what I do or don't do. Plus that was over two years ago, when all those girls were getting preganant at 15. They wanted me to write something like that since I was a icon for the teens and all. They said that other's would probably listen and actually wait till marriage. My mom and dad begged me to do it anyway. But, why would you want to read what I have to say anyways?"
"Well," Cloud began. "I always knew who you were since the first day. And at the time I never really knew you to hate you, I always thought you were hot eversince I saw you. Ha. And what was funny was that I always wanted to meet you. I'm very active as you can guess."
"By what age?" Tifa questioned.
"15." He answered.
"Hmph, figures."
"Yep," Cloud boasted. "By the time you were writng the 'Don't give yourself to a man before he gives you a ring' theory, I was already fooling around. And I was already wanting you. You were already developed with your breast and legs, damn. You looked so good, still do."
Tifa shook her head. "Glad to hear," She replied, rolling her eyes. "I'd be glad to give myself up to you when I find out how thick and big your penis is."
"Hey, I thought we were supposed to be nice to each other huh? At least I'm being honset." He spoke.
"So am I."
Cloud laughed. "Fine, let's talk about you Teef."
"Teef?" She gave a weird look. "Ahh, whatever. What do you wanna know?"
"Anything, I dunno why, but you just have me really interested in you." He spoke.
"Nice pick up line."
"No, but really I mean it."
"Fine." She began. "I'm the daughter of Leia and Bertram Lockheart. Bertram, as you may know, is the owner of one of the biggest companies around, the Lockheart Hotels, which are located all over the world. I am the heiress of the complany and I will have complete control when I turn 25, married with children and get my collage degree in buisness."
"Sounds hard." Cloud spoke.
"Yeah, but I'm looking forward to it." Tifa spoke. "I'm also having my own perfume fragrance being put out too."
"Really? So that's the one that Yuffie was talking about in the magazine she read. What did she say?" Cloud put his hand under his chin, as if thinking. "Oh yeah, 'in the eye of the storm i am STILL Tifa Lockheart', that's what it says am I right?"
Tifa for the first time since she had entered the house let out a small smile. "Yeah, that's it. It's called STILL Tifa Lockheart though, I'm wearing it right now. "
"Yeah, I picked up the smell before. The fragrence is excellent for a woman. Is it suppossed to give you some kind of sultry smell?"
Tifa nodded. "It deepends on which fragrance you get."
"Well, which one are you wearing now?"
"The sultry sexy fragrence. It was always my favorite." She replied. Cloud lifted a brow. "So your pretty much everywhere now right? On the magazine tabloids, photo shoots. And I bet your everyman's fantasy woman, am I right?"
Tifa smirked. "I dunno, am I your fantasy woman?"
"Maybe."
"Then I guess so," Tifa began, as she sipped on her wine. "Your my toughest critic yet. AND I want you to remember that I still want my car back."
Cloud shook his head. "Why don't we start all over?"
Tifa smiled. "Maybe I'll think about it."
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A/N: There it goes! Chapter 3 should be out after I get 3 reviews or more! Bye now!
Preview Of The Next Chapter: The second day of school! Tifa and Cloud forget about their talk and start with their battles once again!
Flamer Knuckles