Fear and Courage Chapter 17
The crew woke early, most of them groggy and desired more sleep, except Tifa, who was used to waking up early for work, and Yuffie, who was used to waking up early for college. Marlene walked to the breakfast bar, rubbing her little brown eyes and gave her Aunty Tifa her morning hug, the one that
she used to give her as part of her daily routine. Barret in the dining
room chuckled at the fact they hadn't forgotten it.
Everyone had eaten their breakfast, which had been thoroughly enjoyed by all, since it was Tifa, who had cooked. They were all ready to set off on yet another epic adventure. All except the 'two lovebirds' as Cid called
them were making their way to the Highwind 2.
"Cloud," Tifa caught his attention. "Yeah?" He looked up. Tifa was pushed to ask him fast. If she stood there staring at him, she might have found herself lost in a trance, set by his
physique and his voice, tantalising her.
"These paintings are beautiful." She sighed. Cloud looked at them, and then to the floor, hoping she hadn't seen him blush. He knew what she was going
to ask next...
"Did you paint these?" Tifa questioned. He smiled in timidity. "Yeah, Teef. I painted them." He said, directing his answer at Tifa, but hit the floor instead. "Cloud these are amazing." Tifa admired the works of
art.
"Tifa, stop it..." She turned to an embarrassed Cloud. His face turned a
scarlet colour. "I really like the Spanish Rose best." "Hey, me too," Tifa replied, the butterflies in her stomach soaring more
freely than ever, finding they both shared the same preferences.
Cloud walked over to the coffee table, where the 'Spanish Rose' sat in a
slim glass vase. He walked over, took it out slowly and walked back to Tifa. He placed it in her hand and smiled at her. She looked at him as if
to say 'Are you sure you want me to have this?'
Like he read her thoughts, he nodded. She smiled, showing her pearly white teeth. "I must mean a lot to him, if he's giving this to me, right?" her
mind asked.
"Thank you," She whispered. "But, I don't deserve this. Flowers like these
are really special!"
"Just like you are to me." Cloud replied. With that, he walked out. She
stood in shock. "Did he just say what I thought he said?" she thought. "We should hurry. You coming?" She nodded and walked over to him and they
walked to the Highwind 2 together.
"Do you really mean that? That I'm special, I mean."
"Of course I do. Don't ever forget it."
"Don't worry." She replied. "I won't."
He offered her his arm and she linked it with pleasure. His bare cinnamon skinned arm touching hers was like heaven to her. They met up with everyone
else and prepared for take-off.
The crew woke early, most of them groggy and desired more sleep, except Tifa, who was used to waking up early for work, and Yuffie, who was used to waking up early for college. Marlene walked to the breakfast bar, rubbing her little brown eyes and gave her Aunty Tifa her morning hug, the one that
she used to give her as part of her daily routine. Barret in the dining
room chuckled at the fact they hadn't forgotten it.
Everyone had eaten their breakfast, which had been thoroughly enjoyed by all, since it was Tifa, who had cooked. They were all ready to set off on yet another epic adventure. All except the 'two lovebirds' as Cid called
them were making their way to the Highwind 2.
"Cloud," Tifa caught his attention. "Yeah?" He looked up. Tifa was pushed to ask him fast. If she stood there staring at him, she might have found herself lost in a trance, set by his
physique and his voice, tantalising her.
"These paintings are beautiful." She sighed. Cloud looked at them, and then to the floor, hoping she hadn't seen him blush. He knew what she was going
to ask next...
"Did you paint these?" Tifa questioned. He smiled in timidity. "Yeah, Teef. I painted them." He said, directing his answer at Tifa, but hit the floor instead. "Cloud these are amazing." Tifa admired the works of
art.
"Tifa, stop it..." She turned to an embarrassed Cloud. His face turned a
scarlet colour. "I really like the Spanish Rose best." "Hey, me too," Tifa replied, the butterflies in her stomach soaring more
freely than ever, finding they both shared the same preferences.
Cloud walked over to the coffee table, where the 'Spanish Rose' sat in a
slim glass vase. He walked over, took it out slowly and walked back to Tifa. He placed it in her hand and smiled at her. She looked at him as if
to say 'Are you sure you want me to have this?'
Like he read her thoughts, he nodded. She smiled, showing her pearly white teeth. "I must mean a lot to him, if he's giving this to me, right?" her
mind asked.
"Thank you," She whispered. "But, I don't deserve this. Flowers like these
are really special!"
"Just like you are to me." Cloud replied. With that, he walked out. She
stood in shock. "Did he just say what I thought he said?" she thought. "We should hurry. You coming?" She nodded and walked over to him and they
walked to the Highwind 2 together.
"Do you really mean that? That I'm special, I mean."
"Of course I do. Don't ever forget it."
"Don't worry." She replied. "I won't."
He offered her his arm and she linked it with pleasure. His bare cinnamon skinned arm touching hers was like heaven to her. They met up with everyone
else and prepared for take-off.