Morning came far too quickly for Cloud as he aloud himself to be dressed for once.
"Can you hurry up?" Cloud yawned
"Done you may go."
Cloud stalked to the dinning room and took his seat near his mother and father. "Where's Tifa?" he couldn't help but ask.
"With some fairy and one of your knights my Lord, they are heading this way as we speak." The Baroness replied from her place at the table.
"I see," Cloud stated as the doors opened, revealing Tifa in her blue bodice, Vincent in the something similar to what he wore yesterday, and Yuffie in Tifa's green bodice. "Did you sleep well Tifa?" Cloud questioned
"Yes my lord." Tifa went into a deep curtsy as she said this along with Yuffie, who didn't go as low du to her injuries.
"Anything from outside Vincent?"
"No, I don't think the creature will be returning any time soon due to Tifa's attack." Vincent explained as he gave a quick bow and joined his friend at the table.
"Creature? What creature?" The queen asked.
"The little fairy Yuffie was chased here by a creature made entirely of shadow, it then turned on Tifa, seeing what I believe to be Holy around her neck." Cloud informed.
"Do my ears deceive me? Did you just say Holy?" The King stated
"Yes father, I did say Holy."
"Then let's see it." The King ordered.
"Tifa, give the King your necklace." The baroness instructed.
Tifa clasped her hand around her necklace defiantly "But Cloud said I should never take it off." Tifa explained
"Well this is an order from the King; I demand you give it to me." The King held out his hand as an unseen force pulled Tifa to him.
"But I can't"
"Tifa, you do what your told!" Aerith barked.
Tifa was now within arms reach of the King as he tried to tear it of her neck. Only to be blasted to the other side of the room by the small gem.
Cloud and Yuffie both ran to Tifa's side and Cloud put his hand on her trembling shoulder. "You okay Tifa?" he asked in a soothing voice.
"Is the King okay?" Tifa replied as the servants helped him up.
"Only his ego got hurt, what about you?" Cloud glared at his father, daring him to try to take Holy again.
"I'm fine; I'm not in trouble am I?"
"Of course you ar-" The baroness began only to be cut off.
"Of course not, it's not like you wanted to send my father flying into a wall. Holy has a mind of its own and it thought you were in danger so it protected you." Cloud explained with ease.
"Okay."
"And besides, you wouldn't have been able to take it off even if you wanted to, it likes you too much." Yuffie added cheerfully
"Really?"
"Yup yup, let's go get something to eat before I turn cannibal." Yuffie joked.
"Okay" One of the servants pulled out chairs for both Tifa and Yuffie as breakfast was being served.
"Um, Cloud, I hope it's not to bold to ask, but, why is Tifa and the fairy sitting at the table?" Aerith asked.
"Yuffie is sitting at the table because she is a noblewoman and Tifa is Holy's Bride so that automatically makes her royalty." The Queen replied in Cloud's place. "Plus I'm quite fond of the girl." The queen added with a smile. "Actually Cloud, would you mind if I took both Tifa and Yuffie shopping with me after breakfast?" The queen asked, changing the subject.
"I don't mind, they can go if they want."
"We're going to have so much fun."
"Now lets get you both some more proper cloths." The queen suggested as she led them to the tailor. "You first Tifa, you have to get all your measurements done and you must be corseted."
"Corseted?" Tifa cocked her head to the side curiously.
"Yes, corseted. You have to get some corsets." The Queen repeated.
"Okay... I guess."
"You're on your own Tiffie. "Yuffie chuckled as the Tailor took both their measurements and jotted them down.
"Try this on." She ordered Tifa, handing her a light blue corset. And took her behind a screen.
"Ow! That hurts! What are you trying to do? Suffocate me?" Tifa complained "I'm skinny enough and I know this won't make any difference with my breasts!" she went on.
"Stop complaining!" the tailor barked at her.
"But I can't breath!"
"Young ladies don't need to take deep breaths, you stop breathing so deep then it won't hurt as much." The Tailor barked.
"Too bad. I will complain till you loosen it." Tifa puffed "I think I'm going to faint." Tifa was pulled out from behind the screen.
"Her breasts are too big to be fashionable. But, luckily for her, she doesn't need a corset. Her breasts are perky enough and she's skinny enough." The tailor informed, puffing from exhaustion. "Arguing with this girl is quite tiring." The woman murmured as Tifa stuck out her tongue childishly.
"Great!" Tifa cheered.
"Oh no you don't. You are getting a corset, you just have to have it customized, know the both of you should go pick out dress designs and fabric." The tailor walked of into a back room as Yuffie and Tifa looked through the dresses and designs.
"You should have this one; green is most definitely your color." Tifa suggested
"True, true. Go on." Yuffie joked as the picked out the five dresses they liked most and the fabric they wanted used.
"I see you two are having fun. Her, simple gowns for you two when you don't want to be all dressed up." The queen handed them both simple white gowns with some sashes to go along with it of different colors. "Come on, lets go get something to eat while we wait for your dresses, then we can get some jewelry." The Queen smiled showing her vampire fangs.
"Sure, I'm starving." Tifa replied merrily. Tifa completely loved the Queen like she was her own mother. "Can I ask you something though?"
"Of course honey."
"Um, what happened to my mother? You said she was your best friend, and my stepmother always scolds me when I ask her." Tifa asked as they walked to a fancy restaurant (I forgot what they were called back then).
"You see, she was a great and powerful priestess, and since you were born Holy's Bride she had to give you to another family. So she wrapped you up and put you on the Baroness' doorstep and prayed for the best. She even asked me to make sure you were taken care of. But, later on, something happened. A creature created entirely of shadow attacked her, looking for you. She didn't make it, and you are being hunted. But luckily, my power was strong enough to form an unbreakable barrier around your stepmother's estate, and another one around you. But as you grow stronger, I grow weaker. I'm getting old you see, and soon I will parish." The queen sighed as she entered the restaurant.
"Um, if it's not to bold for me to ask, how do you two know each other so well?" Yuffie questioned, taking her seat next to Tifa.
"Well you see Tifa's mother and I were best friends. So when she was on her deathbed she asked me to protect Tifa as best as I could. So I did, Cloud and I met her on the market when she was about 5. Though I don't think they remember, they just couldn't be separated once they met." The queen chuckled
"Hey!" Both Tifa and another voice complained.
"I thought you would show up." The queen was laughing now as Yuffie joined in.
"I don't remember that." Cloud practically whined.
"Well I do. You two played all day, and you didn't even know her name Cloud. But the baroness put a stop to it once she saw you two."
"Wow, this could be made into a fairy tale. Long ago in a far of land played a prince and servant, inseparable they were, love at first sight. They played all day till the sun was set till they departed. Several years pass a the young lovers reunite, it's love at first sight all over again." Yuffie giggled
"That was very good, do you tell stories for a past time?" the queen asked
"Yup, I also make them. I love love stories."
"We're right here you know!" Cloud and Tifa said in unison.
"Oh, sorry you were saying." Yuffie and the queen couldn't hold back their laughter, teasing them was so much fun.
"Vincent, are you going to stand there all day or are you going to make yourself noticed." Cloud stated, trying to change the subject.
Vincent then walked out of the shadows and had a seat next to Yuffie.
"See how easy that was." Cloud joked.
"Why are you here anyway?" the queen questioned.
"The old man's mad at me again. He's going on and on about how much he wants Holy. I think he's obsessed with it. He said that he wants Tifa dead so he could take the Holy materia." Cloud explained. Tifa paled at this so Cloud walked over to her seat and wrapped his arms around her shoulders protectively, calming her down.
"Why does he want it?" Tifa choked out, leaning into the embrace.
"Legend has it that it grants the owner unimaginable power, the gem itself can destroy the whole world one hundred times over. It'll have too to rival Black materia." Cloud explained
"And Black materia is?" Tifa calmed down a little to make room for her curiosity.
"Holy's lover, Black materia is the most dangerous thing in existence. That's why my ancestors, the Cetra, hid it. Know it's in the heart of Holy's true love, so they say." Cloud informed, running his fingers through her hair uncontiously.
"Cloud why don't you tell her the story behind Holy and Black materia sometime. Tifa seems fascinated by it, plus we're about to eat. Will you and Vincent be joining us?" The queen asked
"Why not, we're here anyway." Cloud answered.
They spoke about random subjects as they ate. Even the silent Vincent joined in the conversation. Everyone ate till they were full and left for the tailors.
"I don't see why you two had to come along." Tifa stated as they entered the small building.
"Don't worry about it. I'm bored out of my mind and if what Yuffie said was true then I could actually have fun." Cloud grinned.
"Just in time, Lady Tifa, try this on." The tailor tossed Tifa a black and white corset and pulled her behind the screen. That's when all the trouble began.
"OW!!! Your trying to kill me aren't you! OWWEE!!! No more! No more!"
"Not this again! You are going to where a corset!"
"But I don't need it!"
"You are a lady, so you will dress and act like one."
"Not if I can help it! My boobs aren't getting' any bigger and my waist isn't getting' any smaller! End of story!"
"THAT'S IT!!! Desperate times call for desperate measures!"
"Whoa, what's that? Your not going to hurt me with that thing are you? You are aren't you? HELP!!" Tifa then hopped over the screen, over the laughing men and ran to the back room before they could see her. They the screen fell over as the tailor chased after Tifa with a paddle in hand.
"COME BACK HERE!!!" The tailor called after her.
Cloud and Vincent were rolling around on the floor with laughter as a series of crashes and shouts were heard. The queen had to grab a chair to save herself from that fate as tears of laughter rolled out of her eyes. But Yuffie wasn't so lucky; she fell right on top of Vincent, gasping for air from laughing so hard only to start again when Tifa practically flew onto the chandelier, hanging on for dear life.
"You come back down here right now!" the tailor ordered.
"No! Your gonna' hurt me, aren't you." Tifa called back. She tied the rest of the corset by herself so that it wouldn't fall off.
"Only if you argue with me." The tailor tried to put on an angelic
"No! Not if you're going to hit me with that thing! I hate paddles!" Tifa sat on top of the chandelier and strengthened her grip on the chain that held it.
"Fine I won't hit you."
"Promise?"
"I promise, now get down from there."
"Um, I can't. It's too high up."
"My prince, may you please get her down from there?" the tailor asked
"Yeah, yeah. I'll get her." Raven wings erupted out of Cloud's back and he flew up to Tifa. "You cause a lot of trouble, you do know that?" Cloud's eyes roamed Tifa's body hungrily only to settle on her lips I want to kiss her for some reason. But I must resist, I am betrothed. Cloud thought as he easily lifted Tifa into his arms and flew her down to the ground. He then lifted the screen so that nobody could see them and put her down. Cloud walked out from behind it and sat down in a nearby chair with a smug look on his face, waiting patiently for Tifa to come out again.
Author's Note: Sorry I have to leave you right here. The story got to long so I decided to cut it off here. I hope you enjoyed it, I'll update very soon. Ja ne!