The air rushed by Tifa as she stood on the lower outside deck. Vincent was discussing guns with Tseng, Sephiroth was piloting, and Tifa was too shy to talk to the bald agent or the pretty blond. Not that Tifa minded a little alone time. She hadn't had a moment to collect her thoughts since her kidnapping.
She had known Sephiroth for a little over a day but they were already making out on his bed like two horny teenagers. That needed to stop. He probably thought she was easy or something. In truth she was still very much an innocent. She and Cloud had almost done IT but then she had chickened out and started crying. Years later Cloud told her he had been scared shitless too. The thought brought a smile to her lips.
Deciding to go back inside and warm up she turned around and nearly walked right into Reno.
"Whoa there! Sorry about sneaking up on you like that. Boss told me to keep a close eye on you for safety precautions."
Tifa sighed before smiling sheepishly from embarrassment and giving a breathy laugh.
"You just startled me is all. There must be something about men from Neiblehiem that makes them impossible to hear. You, Sephiroth, and Vincent move without making a sound!"
Reno's smile faded quickly and he looked down at his shiny black boots. Tifa's brows knit together but before she could ask what was wrong he spoke.
"All of us are originally from Midgar. We were part of an elite squad of assassins known as the Turks. We...we worked for Shinra, the company that currently employs Dr. Hojo Von Drake."
Tifa looked at him intently before laying a hand on his shoulder and saying softly,
"We all have skeletons, when I was five I had the horrible habit of stealing cookies from the cookie jar."
Reno's smile returned and Tifa giggled. After a few moments of smiles and laughter Tifa looked towards the door and then back to Reno.
"Could you take me to Sephiroth? I want to...ummm..."
Now that she was thinking about it why did she want to Sephiroth? She was out of questions, she felt fine; she could think of no valid reason except that she wanted to see him. Luckily for her Reno just flashed a grin and said,
"Sure thing, Ladies first."
Tifa blushed and walked through the slightly rounded metal door into the cargo area of the ship. This part of the ship was meant for holding any and all shipments that went in and out of Neiblehiem. Reno followed Tifa down the stairs before taking the lead and walking into the spacious cockpit where Sephiroth was.
Tifa's face broke into a smile and she started walking quickly towards him when the ship hit turbulence. Tifa was throne face first onto the floor and would have hit her head if the tall bald black man hadn't grabbed her waist and pulled her to his chest. She opened her eyes to find Reno picking himself off the floor and a couple of crew members getting to their feet. Lastly she looked over at a very pissed Sephiroth. Reno shouted jokingly,
"Loosing your touch boss?"
All humor left Reno's eyes when Sephiroth turned to look at him. Tifa stood shakily and looked at Reno's now very serious face.
"Who was it?"
Sephiroth growled in his chest before gritting out,
"Gold Saucer."
Reno shook his head angrily.
"It's not our fault they can't get their trains anywhere on time! Stupid airlift guns, if there weren't civilians in there I swear I'd show them a few of our rockets."
Tifa cocked her head and said curiously,
"Gold Saucer? But I thought they were an entertainment casino, why would they shoot at us?"
Sephiroth shook his head slightly and said,
"Ever since Shinra nearly ran into the airlift Gold Saucer has equipped all their means of transportation with warning guns as a safety precaution, unfortunately they're just powerful enough to cause turbulence, one of our men fell to his death last year because he was on the upper outside deck when the missile hit."
Tifa shook her head sadly.
"That's terrible. If the trains ran on time no one would have to worry about hitting them."
Sephiroth nodded before handing the wheel to the assistant pilot. He walked over to Tifa and gave her a quick hug before steering her towards his room. Once in the privacy of his room, Tifa immediately put her hand to his forehead and asked in a concerned voice,
"Are you all right?"
Sephiroth smiled at her and took her hand in his.
"I'm fine; you forget it's me, not some stumbling boy like Reno."
Tifa laughed and gave him a quick hug before stretching her hands over her head and yawning. Wordlessly Sephiroth picked her up and laid her on the bed. Smoothing out her hair he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips before murmuring in her ear,
"Sleep, I'll stay with you, and when we wake, we'll be in Costa del Sol."
A/N: I don't like this chapter, I didn't want to write it, but it is a 'bridge' between 5&7 so have no fear. I already have that one mostly done but I want to do some fine tuning to make up for this one. Review, even if they are flames, and look for another chapter before nightfall in the states. Adios!
