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Song: Paragraph from My Song
Chapter 10.
Tifa looked like she was going to faint. She covered her mouth as she thought more about it. She bent over looking at Vincent's old Turk picture again. She was also picturing Sephiroth's face once again. After the sudden shock, the old man had decided to stop there for now. It was getting late anyways. He also let Tifa take Vincent's picture to look at. Tifa went home to Kalm with the promise to return to New Midgar the very next day to hear the rest of the story.
She was sitting in her room looking at Vincent's picture with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe what she had found out. She felt like she was going to be sick. And it was because of the news. Sephiroth...he had been Vincent's child. And they had killed their friend's son. Vincent had killed his son with his friends. Had he known it? Had he known Sephiroth was his and not Hojo's? He mustn't have. Otherwise he wouldn't have killed him. He wouldn't have went with them to destroy the silver haired man.
Tifa was thinking about many things that she had learned from the old man. How is it that he had known Vincent? There was still something he wasn't telling her. Hopefully the next day he would tell her. She felt her tears rolling down her face. One had hit the glass of Vincent's picture. She sighed and wiped the tear off.
Just then, someone knocked on the door. Tifa jumped and quickly stuffed the picture under her pillow. She wiped her tears away and hurried over to her dresser to pull out her pj's. "C-come in." She couldn't help but stammer. The door opened and Cloud poked his head around the door. "Tifa, dinner's ready. You coming?" He asked. Tifa kept her back to him. "Y-yeah." She winced when she let her emotion take over.
Cloud just stood there watching her then he pushed the door open and walked in. "Tifa? Are you okay?" He asked. Tifa felt her tears coming again. She quickly wiped them away and nodded.
"I'm fine. I just got something in my eye, that's all." She said. Cloud walked up and placed his hand on her shoulder making her turn so he could see her.
He stared at the tears on her face and then wiped one away. "Tifa, what's wrong? Seriously. What happened? Did something happen?" He asked. Tifa smiled at him and let out a sigh. She hugged him tightly. "I'm fine, Cloud. Seriously. I just..." She paused looking at the door. Vincent had just stepped out of his room and was heading towards the stairs.
Tifa held up a finger to Cloud. "I'll tell you later, Cloud. Let's go." She said quickly hurrying out her door.
Cloud stared with confusion then looked at her bed. He spotted something poking out from under her pillow. He slowly made his way over and picked it up. His eyes went wide seeing what it was. A picture of Vincent when he was a Turk. He looked back at the door with confusion then put the picture back under her pillow and went down.
Tifa hurried down the stairs smiling. She wasn't exactly crying anymore. She had wiped all of her tears away and her nose wasn't red anymore. She looked around as soon as she was down stairs where everyone was waitng. And of course, Vincent was standing against the wall with a deep thoughtful look on his face.
The red eyed pretty martial artist smiled and walked over to the table while humming the song she had learned from the old man. Vincent's song to Lucrecia. Your Song. She glanced over her shoulder to see if Vincent was having a reaction to it. And he was.
He had blinked several times while she humming it. Then he slowly looked up to see who was humming it. His blood red eyes met Tifa's. She paused in humming the song and smiled at him. She waved at him then helped Yuffie get some silverware for everyone. Vincent's mouth had fell a little as Tifa continued to hum. Then she softly sang out a few verses.
"My gift is my song! And this one's for you.
And you can tell everybody.
That this is your song.
It maybe quite simple,
but now that it's done."
She paused for a second glancing over at Vincent who was staring at her with wide eyes. She smiled and continued singing softly.
"Hope you don't. I hope you don't
mind that I put down in words.
How wonderful life is now you're
in the world."
She decided to stop there. She was very aware that everyone was watching and listening to her. She turned and smiled at everyone. Vincent was still looking shocked. Everyone looked at her awe. "Wow! Tifa! I didn't know you could sing like that!" Yuffie said smiling.
Barret grinned. "Pretty song you got there. Where'd you hear that?" He asked hugging Marlene close. Tifa took a quick glance at Vincent. He looked like he was just about to ask that very question. He was watching Tifa with curiousity. Something he haven't done for a very long time. The very first time he had ever looked at Tifa like that was when they had met for the first time. When he woke up in his coffin.
Tifa shrugged. "I don't know. I guess you could say," She paused looking at Barret with a smile. "I learned it from a friend. A very good friend of mine had wrote that song for the one he loved the most." She didn't look at Vincent after that. She just continued to gather the silverware.
Later that night after dinner, everyone had left. Cloud was leading her up to her bedroom. They were laughing about how Cid had gotten drunk again and danced for two hours until he fell over and passed out. "I'll tell you one thing though. He's going to have a major headache in the morning." Tifa said. They paused outside her door.
Cloud looked at her with a smile. He gave her a kiss and started to open the door to let them both in but Tifa put her hand on his. She shook her head. "No, Cloud. Not tonight. I've got an early morning and I'm not really in the mood. I've got so many things on my mind right now and it's not even funny." She said. Cloud looked at her curiously.
"Like what?" He asked. Tifa shook her head looking down. "I can't tell you. Not right now. There's still some answers I need to find out first before I can." She told him. Cloud looked disappointed. "Come on, Tifa." He said with his puppy eyes. Tifa just shook her head.
She opened her door and slid in holding her hand out for Cloud to just stay out. "No. Not tonight. Just please, Cloud. Go to bed in your own room. I'll see you later tomorrow." She was about to close the door when Cloud put his hand on the door looking serious now. "Tifa, there is one thing I need to know. You love me, don't you?" He asked. Tifa smiled at him. "Of course. Why are you asking me this?" She asked. Cloud looked down at the floor. "I've seen Vincent's picture. The one under your pillow." He said. Tifa looked towards her bed then gave Cloud a stern look.
"Cloud, don't you dare think for a second that there's something going on between me and Vincent. Not like that. I got that picture in New Midgar today. And I'm not going to tell you how or from who. You will wait until Vincent's birthday before I tell you anything." She said seriously. Cloud ran his hand through his hair. He shook his head before turning and going to his room. Tifa watched him for a second. She was really expecting him to tell her goodnight but he never said it. She sighed lowering her head and closed her door.
She just stood there facing her door while looking at the ground. She was really starting to doubt that what she said was true. Just by listening to the story the old man was telling her, she was starting to think..."Stop it, Tifa. He doesn't love you like that. He just likes you." She whispered.
She turned around to go to bed but jumped finding someone standing right there in front of her. She was about to scream but a warm hand quickly pressed against her mouth gently to stop her. She pressed her back against the door with terror in her eyes. Who is that! She thought. But her answer came when he leaned closer letting her see his blood red eyes and he lifted his golden finger up to his mouth.
"Shhh. It's alright. It's just me, Tifa." Vincent whispered softly. Tifa sighed with relief under Vincent's hand. He lowered his real hand and stepped back still watching her. Tifa pressed her hand to her heart and took a deep breath. "Damn it, Vincent. You scared me!" She whispered. Vincent shrugged. "Sorry."
Tifa shook her head as she walked around Vincent and sat down. "What are you doing in here? I thought..." Vincent shook his head folding his arms. "No. I was going back to the inn but I stopped. I have to know, Tifa. Where did you hear that song?" He asked. Tifa looked at him then shook her head. "I heard it in the city while I was shopping. There was an old man. He...he told me..." She shook her head.
"Vincent, please don't ask me right now. I have to know things first. Before I can tell you." She said. Vincent stepped closer and bent down in front of her. His red eyes looking into her's. He was studying her silently. Then he sighed. "I don't know how you found out about that song and I won't ask you right now. But I hope you will let me know soon. I must know." He said. Tifa nodded reaching out and touching his face softly.
He glanced at her hand then back at her. He could see the tears growing in her eyes. She smiled at him. "But seriously, Vincent. I'm really starting to understand something about you. Something that I hadn't understood before." She whispered.
Vincent just stared at her. "Like what?" He asked softly. Tifa shook her head still smiling. "You've changed but your still that passionate man you used to be." She said softly. Vincent's mouth opened slightly as he was starting to figure something out. He closed his mouth and stood straight. Tifa watched him. "You...wouldn't know, would you?" He asked. Tifa nodded. "You'll find out later."
The tall mysterious man sighed and nodded. He turned and went to the window he had snuck in through, climbing out. Tifa stood and went over. They met eyes again. "I expect a full report from you after you have your answers." He said with a smile. Tifa smiled back and nodded. "Don't worry. I'll tell you how I found out everything." The Ex-Turk nodded and then climbed down.
Tifa watched him go then went to her bed. She took the picture out from under her pillow and looked at it again. She smiled before putting on the night stand beside her bed. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.