10/13/05

Yay, my first continuation of a story! This is the only story I didn't get stuck on when writing a second part!

Cloud was relieved to hear the bell ring. He ran out the door and slid to a halt in front of the door. Once Tifa walked by, he called out to her.

"Tifa!"

Tifa dropped her books, jumping up into the air. "Oh, Cloud. It's just you..." Tifa said, lingering the end of her sentence as if thinking of something else. She bent down to retrieve her fallen books.

"You really don't remember anything?" Cloud said, ignoring the effect of her thought and bending down to help her with her books.

"Well, of course I remember everything. Nibelheim, our friendship, my childhood...our promise." Tifa started, then added with a chuckle, "Where we are."

The two began to walk down the hall. Aeris sped down the hall, bumping Cloud's shoulder. "What about Aeris? She died. Sephiroth killed her."

"I...don't know who Sephiroth is. And he couldn't have killed Aeris, she's still alive."

Cloud stopped and swiveled towards Tifa. "This doesn't make sense! How do I remember all of this, but no one else has even a faintest idea!"

Tifa cried out in pain and clutched her forehead. Droplets of sweat poured from her temples as she slid to the floor. Then she removed her hand and shouted, "Fire!"

"You do remember!" Cloud blurted out.

"I'm sorry. I just...had this really faint memory. It wasn't clear, but I could see blue fire, burning...something." Tifa responded, trying to recall the memory again.

"Well if you ask me, something weird is going on here."

Tifa gasped as a dark shadow cast upon both of them. "Is this fool botherin' you, Tifa?"

"No, no!" Tifa answered, shaking her head frantically.

Cloud turned around, but chuckled at who he saw. "Barret?"

"What's it to 'ya, fool! An' what's so funny?" Barret spat at Cloud's feet.

"I see your just as bossy as ever." Cloud remarked, noticing that Barret had two arms.

"Ah, shut up, wise guy."

Barret shoved Cloud to the side, then chuckled as Cloud fell to the floor. Then he stretched out his hand to Tifa. Tifa quickly grabbed it, not stopping for hesitation, and Barret hoisted her up to her feet. Barret then slipped his arm around her shoulders and walked her away, spitting again at Cloud as he moved past him. Tifa looked back at him with worry.

Cloud screamed as a memory hit him. That was the same look Tifa had given him at the lake before she was devoured by the flames. He knew nothing good could come from that look. He ran after Barret.

Woohoo! I'm on a roll with this story. The next chapter will probably be up soon.