Hello. I am writing this because, frankly, I can't seem to get any more plot bunnies for my other stories before I get this out of my head. Mind, I am an avid CloudxTifa fan, and I probably would have written this even if it hadn't made me forget all of my other plot lines. -' I'm a real sucker for CloudxTifa stuff, even if it is really angsty. This whole fic is from Cloud's POV, and is set sometime after the Advent Children timeline. I haven't seen the movie yet, but I do know that it has Tifa in it (I've seen screencaps, and she's in a couple of the trailers), and of course Cloud is in it, so… yeah. Well, I hope you like this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters. Neither do I own the song Angel. It is by Sarah McLachlan. Do not sue me.
Angel
By GundamWingFanatic90
5-15-05 Prologue
Miracles are said to occur only by a chance of fate. We'd always made our own miracles. Maybe someday... she would be my miracle. This is what I said to Aeris on the day before she died. Ever since then I have felt guilty for telling her this, because it was pretty obvious that she liked me. I couldn't return her feelings, though. My heart was already stolen. Stolen as it had been since I met her. Her, with her dark chocolate hair and brown eyes. Heh. I remember the day those eyes got the red tint that made them seem like orbs of red wine, solid and yet liquid at the same time. She, not the innocent flower girl, is the one who has always held the key to my heart. Sometimes, the irony of it makes me sick.
