Disclaimer: Same usual thing. I don't own anything from Final Fantasy VII. Squaresoft does...er...SquareEnix...um yeah you get the idea.

Author's Note: Wow, I really haven't written anything in awhile. Um...about a year or so. I kinda lost interest as school started to demand more, and other things happened which kinda just kept me away. A lot of times I thought of picking it back up again, but I really haven't until now. I hope no one's angry with me and maybe my writing skills have improved a bit. Anyways, here's the next chapter, I hope you like it but forgive me if it's a lil um...rough I suppose. ~ uchiki-angel

Getting Over You

Chapter 5: In Dreams

The dark clouds swirled in the empty blackness, sending torrents of rain down on the grassy fields near Junon. The moon and stars could not be seen as Tifa huddled herself up in a small cave in the nearby mountains.

Cold...

She cursed herself for not preparing herself for her sudden flight. She hid under a rocky overhang as she clutched her cold hands over her arms, her knees brought up to her chest in an attempt to keep warm.

"Damn it" she murmured through chattering teeth. 'What was I thinking?' She sneezed lightly, looking out at the slightly brighter clouds breaking away to the light of the rising sun. Morning already. Regardless of the sun, she felt weariness overcome her from the emotional stress and lack of sleep; her eyes closed and she drifted into troubled slumber.

She saw it all there again: the announcement, and the two so happy. Both of them were so happy together. The bright smiles, not only between Cloud and Aerith but between everyone else as well. Her false smile, pale in comparison to those that were true, those that were real. She saw Cloud and Aerith, embracing, smiles of love and happiness on their faces. Her mind twisted their faces into looks of annoyance, their gentleness forgotten.

"Go away, we don't want you here," he said roughly.

"We don't need you," Aerith added.

Other forms appeared, echoing the words. Barrett, Yuffie, and Cid looking at her coldly with sardonic smiles on their faces.

"Useless..."

"We don't need you here." Makka, Nanaki, and Vincent, resounded in monotone voices, still smiling.

"Unwanted." The phrases reverberated through the darkness, echoing off its walls.

Tifa closed her eyes to it all, sobbing. She opened her mouth to speak but found that she could not. 'My family." She tried to scream, to yell, but only air came out of her mouth.

Their echoes became louder, hateful words twisting into more hate, into more pain.

"Auntie Tifa...?" a soft voice called.

'Marlene?'

"Auntie, open your eyes please," the little girl begged, her hand clutching tightly on Tifa's. She opened her eyes.

She saw the scene before her again. Spilt wine glasses and wine. The creaking of the bed. Cloud and Aerith. But paying no heed to Tifa's presence. They both didn't see her, continuing on, aflame.

"Don't they look so happy?" the little girl asked, a tinge of malice to her voice.

"Don't they?" she asked again. "What do you think Auntie Tifa? What do you think?"

She tried to close her eyes again, but found that she couldn't, the forms appearing before them again.

"They're so happy, so happy so happy..." the words flowed from her companions, her friends.

"We're so happy."

Marlene turned her innocent face up to Tifa, smiling gently. "Does it hurt?" she asked and then pressed on, "Does it hurt Auntie Tifa? Knowing that you're on the outside looking in?"

She heard Aerith climax and scream as Cloud grunted, his voice throaty. She heard her own voice pierce through the sound and darkness.

She woke up with a scream and tears sliding down her face, shivering slightly and breathing heavily. She hugged herself tightly trying to make all of the bad feelings go away.

"It was just a dream Tifa," she told herself, trying to reassure herself. 'They would never think that way. They never would.' But she couldn't help but wonder if they—

A wave of guilt passed through her as she lay there on her side, her nails now leaving marks in her bare arms. 'They NEVER would think that way!' she told herself fiercely, angry with herself for even letting that thought pass into her mind. She lay there for a bit longer, letting the feelings subside, trying to push them away.

'Where should I go? I can't go back there and face them.' She lay there contemplating, her tank top stained with mud, her skin dirty.

"I think I just need to get away, to think things over." She told herself and sat up, hugging her knees to her chest. "It's about time I took a little vacation anyways." She smiled to herself bitterly.

She sighed wearily as she got up and cautiously left her small haven. The darkened clouds from last night had already broken up and disappeared and a bright sun warmed her cool skin. She felt her stomach rumble.

"Oi..." she murmured softly, clutching her stomach and decided to follow the mountain range hoping to find something to eat on the way.

Author's Note: Oh yeah, that sucked. Even more so since I haven't written in awhile. That and my beta-reader is really busy too...*sweatdrop * Not really much of a point to this chapter, just wanted to make a transition I suppose from her running away and such. Kinda shaky on where I want this fic to go, I have an idea but yeah, just a lil shaky. Also acts as a warm up for me to get myself used to writing this again. Anyways, I hope I get some reviews. Still my first fic so be gentle, but if you really feel that you have to, go ahead and send a flame my way. Tell me if you want me to continue. I probably won't write anything more until the summer because I'm just so busy. Plus, it's hard to make myself get off my ass and start working on some of my free-time projects. Baibai! Oh, are there any suggestions for a new title? ~ uchiki-angel