Rainy Days.
A not-so-one-shot Refa lemonady story by me, Shattered Crystal Shards.
Just what possessed me to write something so twisted and messed up you ask? Well I said it once, so I'll say it again......This one's for you Reno!
Chapter two, at the cliffs edge with open arms.
But first, some quick notes....
Okay, so I lied. *points* - "The End." was a lie. I'll just keep writing chapters to this whenever I get a idea, and I got an idea, thus this chapter.
Special thanks to my first and so far only reviewer, The Vampire Evangeline. And because I've finally gotten a bit of free time on my hands, I'll write a fan fiction just for you! Of course it has to be about FF7, just send the pairings and a bit of the plot either to me or in a review, or whatever, and I'll do the rest.
Think of it as a 'thanks for being the first reviewer' gift.
Now, enough of my pointless ranting and onto the story!
The golden rays of morning light seeped in through the curtains chasing away the darkness and illuminated the room as they played across the calm features of the peacefully sleeping red head, who's sleep was broken as a moan escaped his lips.
He smiled when he saw the sleeping girl in his arms, that sweet smile of her's still graced her beautiful face. It was just something about Tifa that made him forget all his problems, his nightmares, and his blood stained hands that he thought were unfit to touch another human being.
Yet here she was, in his arms, it was the most blissful thing in the world.
'Damn it, I've gotten all emotional and shit....' he thought, looking down at the sleeping Tifa and kissing her on the cheek before pulling back the sheets and tucking her in before making his way out the door and down the dark hallway to the bathroom.
"What the hell's gotten into me..." He mumbled, after all he was Reno Tarshil of the Turks, drunken womanizer and proud of it, master of the one- night flings, and that's all the others had seen him as, so what made Tifa so different?
The way she looked at him that's how, sure they had their differences in the past, but it was as if she didn't even care anymore, like she saw something else in him that so many others people overlooked.
Damn that sounded so fucken cliche.
But was it true? Or was she just looking for something to take her mind of Strife?
Yeah, that last one was right, after all why should she give a shit about him? Nobody does after all.
Many miserable thoughts later Reno exited the bathroom ready to leave the house all together, but he remembered that his clothes were left in her room, so he turned around and put on his best icy expression as he pushed aside the door with a lot more force the necessary only to find Tifa was awake already.
And she was sitting on the floor.
And she was crying.
'Oh shit....' Though Reno, as he rushed to her side and wrapped his arms around her as she wiped her tear stained eyes and attempted to calm herself.
"Tifa.......what's wrong?" He asked, but unknown to his knowledge was that at the very moment he walked into the door she had succeeded in melting away his toneless, expressionless composure. In its place was something Reno had long since abandon....
"I-I'm so s-sorry Reno..." She started to say in a weak voice, leaning her head on his shoulder, deciding it was a very nice pillow.
"For what babe?" He asked, stoking her long silky hair as the sweet sent of flowers found its way to his nose.
"F-for..." She said, wondering if it was right to tell him now or not, in the end it didn't matter as he cut her off.
"Crying? Naw." He said, lifting her chin up and planting a kiss on her forehead.
"T-thanks...." She said, planting her sweet lips onto his for a moment, then getting up and getting dressed before leaving the room.
"Hey, what's the hurry?" He asked, following her down the hall.
"Breakfast of course!" Tifa said, cracking the fridge and rummaging around for the milk and eggs, then reappearing and turning around to face the smirking Turn behind her "Are you hungry?"
"Haha, never ask that question when you know the answer." He said, snatching the milk carton out of her hands and drinking straight from it, only to receive a light punch to the shoulder by a laughing Tifa, as she took it back and poured it in a bowl with the eggs and pancake mix, mixing it around as Reno latched himself into her in a hug.
Tifa laughed at him after spearing a dab of the pancake mix on his nose, then dogging away from him to grab a frying pan and cook the breakfast, in no time at all the kitchen was filling with the sweet smells of Tifa's cooking as the two ate in no time at all.
Days passed like that and neither of them seemed to find the others company, Reno would often say that "It's that damn cooking of your's babe! It's drugged so I cant get enough 'o the stuff!!" and Tifa in turn would reply as "So what if it is? There's lots of milk cartons to be drunken and plenty rooms to mess up for you here, and we all know how I love cleaning." or make a joke about his hair, those bothered him the most. Either way it kept Reno happy and Tifa sane, so it was good enough for them.
But it is said that all good thing's soon come to an end...
It was just another normal day, the dark grey clouds were slowly being pulled into the unbroken azure sky by the annual chilly autumn winds that blew across the small town now sprung up in the place of Midgar's metal city, the damages from meteor left the land with many deep fissures that were filled with the sharp, bones of all that was left of the glamorous upper world plates and ShinRa's prized creation.
Tifa's house backed onto one of these fissures, and for once grass graced the land blown by the breezes that cleared away the smog of the past city. She was running a little late from the town, grocery bags in hand as her hair was blown behind her as was her dress. She picked up the pace a bit when the small crystal clear drops of rain broke free from the clouds above her head, slowly she reached her house, it was only absentmindedly that she happened to glance into the backyard.
Her eyes widen and she dropped the grocery bags on the dirt path leading up to the door, some canned items spilled out of the bag and were rolled a ways of by the now howling winds, but Tifa did not care instead ran through the newly awakened mud and across the wet grass till she reached the cliff backing off to the large fissure where she was paralyzed in her step and speech.
It was....it was...Cloud...?
"Cloud!!" She called out at last, causing the tall blond figure to turn around slowly and face her. His beautiful blue eyes, so alike the sky and the stars were dulled and drained of all sparkling happiness or life, his sunny blond hair was faded and dripping wet, matted to his face with bags under his eyes and many cuts grading his ivory skin.
He forced a himself into a weak, tired smile.
But she didn't smile back. '...Cloud....what happened...how could you let this happen....' she thought, too many things running through her head and not nearly enough words in which to speak them, so she said nothing, but took one step forwards.
"Tifa...." He started, his voice, that sweet laughing voice was gone, replaced with the raspy whisper of a broken man, a voice belonging to the corpse of the living, a voice belonging to the ashes oh the already dead.
It was tearing her heart apart to see him like this, but she said nothing, for that was all she could do, besides take another step forward.
"She's gone....." He said bitterly, flinching as the very words coming out of his mouth felt like so many swords through his heart.
"I...I know....b-but....." The words barely escaped her lips, and breaking free they sounded no louder then his own whispering.
"But she still talks to me...." He said, eyes glossing over slightly.
"S-she...no she c-cant..." Tifa stopped, this was impossible, it cant be happening.
"She does Tifa...she tells me things...." Cloud said, his voice was sincere.
"N-no...it...c-cant be...." One step forward, one small step towards him as the wind roared harder whipping freezing rain at the two, battering and stinging them like all so many small daggers.
"She wants me to go see her...." He took a step backwards, closing the gap between him and the cliff.
"N-no Cloud...." He was going to do it....going to jump? 'Why....?'
"She's lonely Tifa...." He said, his dull and vacant eyes shimmered back to life slightly at the mention of her.
"B-but...I-I want y-you to s-stay...." 'What about me? What about my loneliness....?'
"I cant Tifa...." 'Don't make this any harder for me then you...'
"P-please...." 'Don't leave Cloud....don't die...don't go...just stay....' "I will fly to her on my wings..." He said, sounding sure of himself more then anything else in his life.
"Y-you don't..... h-have...." 'What are you talking about?! Cloud, don't, you cant really....'
"Yes, I have the other wing, I can go see her..." 'I'll see her smile again....'
"D-don't....g-go...." 'I'll never see you...again....'
"I can be happy...." 'At last maybe I finally can....'
"But...c-cant you b-be...h-happy here....?" 'Why...why couldn't I make you happy before....?'
"I can't Tifa, I tried, but I hear her calling me every night..." 'In my dreams...always she comes...' "C-cloud...." 'I-its not possible...she...she's dead Cloud....why cant you accept that....?'
"I'm going now....to the promise land...." He said, looking up at the sky with a fragment of hope growing in his eyes.
"N-no....p-please Cloud...." Tifa started to walk faster to the edge of the cliff, he backed up suddenly.
"Goodbye Tifa."
Cloud smiled once again, that carefree smile of his that lights up any room, then he turned his back, and with open arms he took another step.
Tifa's screams were lost in the raging winds as he walked forward, stepping on air instead of ground, and then he started falling.
Falling forwards with open arms, and that smile still on his face.
She screamed again, and desperately ran to the edge of the cliff.
Tifa started to jump off the cliff.
She was ready to fall with him, all the way down to its sharp, metal floors.
But something stopped her.
Reno was also screaming her name, running into the storm to stop her.
But, he was afraid he couldn't make it.....
......and he would lose her forever.....
With a rapid dive forwards he slammed them both down onto the soaking wet earth just before the drop off.
Cloud continued falling.
Tifa let out a long antagonizing scream as the sounds of metal ripping through flesh cut straight through the winds and to her ears.
Then everything was silent.
But, there were no wings....
.....there was no Aeris.....
This time, there was no happy ending.
Just what possessed me to write something so twisted and messed up you ask? Well I said it once, so I'll say it again......This one's for you Reno!
Chapter two, at the cliffs edge with open arms.
But first, some quick notes....
Okay, so I lied. *points* - "The End." was a lie. I'll just keep writing chapters to this whenever I get a idea, and I got an idea, thus this chapter.
Special thanks to my first and so far only reviewer, The Vampire Evangeline. And because I've finally gotten a bit of free time on my hands, I'll write a fan fiction just for you! Of course it has to be about FF7, just send the pairings and a bit of the plot either to me or in a review, or whatever, and I'll do the rest.
Think of it as a 'thanks for being the first reviewer' gift.
Now, enough of my pointless ranting and onto the story!
The golden rays of morning light seeped in through the curtains chasing away the darkness and illuminated the room as they played across the calm features of the peacefully sleeping red head, who's sleep was broken as a moan escaped his lips.
He smiled when he saw the sleeping girl in his arms, that sweet smile of her's still graced her beautiful face. It was just something about Tifa that made him forget all his problems, his nightmares, and his blood stained hands that he thought were unfit to touch another human being.
Yet here she was, in his arms, it was the most blissful thing in the world.
'Damn it, I've gotten all emotional and shit....' he thought, looking down at the sleeping Tifa and kissing her on the cheek before pulling back the sheets and tucking her in before making his way out the door and down the dark hallway to the bathroom.
"What the hell's gotten into me..." He mumbled, after all he was Reno Tarshil of the Turks, drunken womanizer and proud of it, master of the one- night flings, and that's all the others had seen him as, so what made Tifa so different?
The way she looked at him that's how, sure they had their differences in the past, but it was as if she didn't even care anymore, like she saw something else in him that so many others people overlooked.
Damn that sounded so fucken cliche.
But was it true? Or was she just looking for something to take her mind of Strife?
Yeah, that last one was right, after all why should she give a shit about him? Nobody does after all.
Many miserable thoughts later Reno exited the bathroom ready to leave the house all together, but he remembered that his clothes were left in her room, so he turned around and put on his best icy expression as he pushed aside the door with a lot more force the necessary only to find Tifa was awake already.
And she was sitting on the floor.
And she was crying.
'Oh shit....' Though Reno, as he rushed to her side and wrapped his arms around her as she wiped her tear stained eyes and attempted to calm herself.
"Tifa.......what's wrong?" He asked, but unknown to his knowledge was that at the very moment he walked into the door she had succeeded in melting away his toneless, expressionless composure. In its place was something Reno had long since abandon....
"I-I'm so s-sorry Reno..." She started to say in a weak voice, leaning her head on his shoulder, deciding it was a very nice pillow.
"For what babe?" He asked, stoking her long silky hair as the sweet sent of flowers found its way to his nose.
"F-for..." She said, wondering if it was right to tell him now or not, in the end it didn't matter as he cut her off.
"Crying? Naw." He said, lifting her chin up and planting a kiss on her forehead.
"T-thanks...." She said, planting her sweet lips onto his for a moment, then getting up and getting dressed before leaving the room.
"Hey, what's the hurry?" He asked, following her down the hall.
"Breakfast of course!" Tifa said, cracking the fridge and rummaging around for the milk and eggs, then reappearing and turning around to face the smirking Turn behind her "Are you hungry?"
"Haha, never ask that question when you know the answer." He said, snatching the milk carton out of her hands and drinking straight from it, only to receive a light punch to the shoulder by a laughing Tifa, as she took it back and poured it in a bowl with the eggs and pancake mix, mixing it around as Reno latched himself into her in a hug.
Tifa laughed at him after spearing a dab of the pancake mix on his nose, then dogging away from him to grab a frying pan and cook the breakfast, in no time at all the kitchen was filling with the sweet smells of Tifa's cooking as the two ate in no time at all.
Days passed like that and neither of them seemed to find the others company, Reno would often say that "It's that damn cooking of your's babe! It's drugged so I cant get enough 'o the stuff!!" and Tifa in turn would reply as "So what if it is? There's lots of milk cartons to be drunken and plenty rooms to mess up for you here, and we all know how I love cleaning." or make a joke about his hair, those bothered him the most. Either way it kept Reno happy and Tifa sane, so it was good enough for them.
But it is said that all good thing's soon come to an end...
It was just another normal day, the dark grey clouds were slowly being pulled into the unbroken azure sky by the annual chilly autumn winds that blew across the small town now sprung up in the place of Midgar's metal city, the damages from meteor left the land with many deep fissures that were filled with the sharp, bones of all that was left of the glamorous upper world plates and ShinRa's prized creation.
Tifa's house backed onto one of these fissures, and for once grass graced the land blown by the breezes that cleared away the smog of the past city. She was running a little late from the town, grocery bags in hand as her hair was blown behind her as was her dress. She picked up the pace a bit when the small crystal clear drops of rain broke free from the clouds above her head, slowly she reached her house, it was only absentmindedly that she happened to glance into the backyard.
Her eyes widen and she dropped the grocery bags on the dirt path leading up to the door, some canned items spilled out of the bag and were rolled a ways of by the now howling winds, but Tifa did not care instead ran through the newly awakened mud and across the wet grass till she reached the cliff backing off to the large fissure where she was paralyzed in her step and speech.
It was....it was...Cloud...?
"Cloud!!" She called out at last, causing the tall blond figure to turn around slowly and face her. His beautiful blue eyes, so alike the sky and the stars were dulled and drained of all sparkling happiness or life, his sunny blond hair was faded and dripping wet, matted to his face with bags under his eyes and many cuts grading his ivory skin.
He forced a himself into a weak, tired smile.
But she didn't smile back. '...Cloud....what happened...how could you let this happen....' she thought, too many things running through her head and not nearly enough words in which to speak them, so she said nothing, but took one step forwards.
"Tifa...." He started, his voice, that sweet laughing voice was gone, replaced with the raspy whisper of a broken man, a voice belonging to the corpse of the living, a voice belonging to the ashes oh the already dead.
It was tearing her heart apart to see him like this, but she said nothing, for that was all she could do, besides take another step forward.
"She's gone....." He said bitterly, flinching as the very words coming out of his mouth felt like so many swords through his heart.
"I...I know....b-but....." The words barely escaped her lips, and breaking free they sounded no louder then his own whispering.
"But she still talks to me...." He said, eyes glossing over slightly.
"S-she...no she c-cant..." Tifa stopped, this was impossible, it cant be happening.
"She does Tifa...she tells me things...." Cloud said, his voice was sincere.
"N-no...it...c-cant be...." One step forward, one small step towards him as the wind roared harder whipping freezing rain at the two, battering and stinging them like all so many small daggers.
"She wants me to go see her...." He took a step backwards, closing the gap between him and the cliff.
"N-no Cloud...." He was going to do it....going to jump? 'Why....?'
"She's lonely Tifa...." He said, his dull and vacant eyes shimmered back to life slightly at the mention of her.
"B-but...I-I want y-you to s-stay...." 'What about me? What about my loneliness....?'
"I cant Tifa...." 'Don't make this any harder for me then you...'
"P-please...." 'Don't leave Cloud....don't die...don't go...just stay....' "I will fly to her on my wings..." He said, sounding sure of himself more then anything else in his life.
"Y-you don't..... h-have...." 'What are you talking about?! Cloud, don't, you cant really....'
"Yes, I have the other wing, I can go see her..." 'I'll see her smile again....'
"D-don't....g-go...." 'I'll never see you...again....'
"I can be happy...." 'At last maybe I finally can....'
"But...c-cant you b-be...h-happy here....?" 'Why...why couldn't I make you happy before....?'
"I can't Tifa, I tried, but I hear her calling me every night..." 'In my dreams...always she comes...' "C-cloud...." 'I-its not possible...she...she's dead Cloud....why cant you accept that....?'
"I'm going now....to the promise land...." He said, looking up at the sky with a fragment of hope growing in his eyes.
"N-no....p-please Cloud...." Tifa started to walk faster to the edge of the cliff, he backed up suddenly.
"Goodbye Tifa."
Cloud smiled once again, that carefree smile of his that lights up any room, then he turned his back, and with open arms he took another step.
Tifa's screams were lost in the raging winds as he walked forward, stepping on air instead of ground, and then he started falling.
Falling forwards with open arms, and that smile still on his face.
She screamed again, and desperately ran to the edge of the cliff.
Tifa started to jump off the cliff.
She was ready to fall with him, all the way down to its sharp, metal floors.
But something stopped her.
Reno was also screaming her name, running into the storm to stop her.
But, he was afraid he couldn't make it.....
......and he would lose her forever.....
With a rapid dive forwards he slammed them both down onto the soaking wet earth just before the drop off.
Cloud continued falling.
Tifa let out a long antagonizing scream as the sounds of metal ripping through flesh cut straight through the winds and to her ears.
Then everything was silent.
But, there were no wings....
.....there was no Aeris.....
This time, there was no happy ending.