Once more, I do not own Final Fantasy VII, any of its characters, or the Advent Children movie. The only thing I own here are my stories.

FreeCorpKnight: Vincent, you're my favorite character in the game.

Vincent Valentine: …

FreeCorpKnight: Fine, I change my mind. Cloud's my favorite character!

Cloud Strife: …

FreeCorpKnight: Jeez, you people suck!

Vincent Valentine:(draws Death Penalty)

Cloud Strife:(unsheathes Ultima Sword)

FreeCorpKnight: (whips out cheap ball-point pen) The pen is mightier than the sword!

Vincent Valentine: (click)

FreeCorpKnight: (whimpers) I should apologize…

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On the Highwind, someone was beating up a steel door…

"Dn it Cloud! Open this door NOW!" Tifa yelled, continuing her rapid attack. Despite all the commotion and fist-shaped impressions on its once smooth metal surface, the door remained locked and standing. Furthermore, Cloud wasn't responding, striking fear into her heart. 'He wouldn't! He wouldn't! He wouldn't! He can't give up now! I didn't tell him yet!' Her panicked thoughts ran wild as she continued to pound on the door.

"Sorry Cid…" Tifa growled, knowing how much the gruff pilot cares for his vessel and how pissed he would be if he were to stand there right now. She started to glow with energy, meaning: 1) she was going to use her limit break, 2) the door never had a chance, and 3) get as far away as possible!

Her fists became a blur, attacking the offending door even faster than before. Sparks flew whenever the Premium Heart struck. The door slowly bent inwards and by the time she finished with her fists, it hung loosely on its hinges. But oh no, Tifa wasn't finished yet. The door took up way too much of her time and as its reward, it gets an extra 'treat'. She somersaulted backwards and delivered a powerful kick, blasting it all the way across the room and out through the wall on the other side.

In the distance, a lanky man with a smoking cigarette in his mouth turned around after hearing something like a small explosion nearby. 'Sounded like it came from my fking ship… What!' His thoughts ended there as he grabbed his Venus Gospel and sprinted toward his airship, cursing like a madman. "Whoever did that is gonna get this dn spear shoved so far up his as…"

Back on the ship, Tifa grinned a little. 'Should have done that earlier…' Straightening herself out, she scanned the room for Cloud. What she saw next made her scream.

Cloud was sitting on his bed, his sword on his lap. Both of his wrists were on top, pressing down on the sharp edge of the blade.Already, the blood spilled was staining his pants maroon and a trickle was making its way onto the once-white sheets. Cloud was sitting in a puddle of his own blood. Hearing Tifa's scream, he winced.

"You shouldn't be here…" Cloud mumbled, his eyes staring off in the distance. "You shouldn't be here…"

Tifa, after recovering from her shocking discovery, realized that he was still alive. She immediately rushed to his side, knocking away his Buster Sword. Tears were coming down her face as Tifa reached for a green orb slotted in her armor.

" Cloud! How could you do this to me! How!" She cried as she made contact with the Restore materia. As she summoned the healing power of the Planet, a green glow emanated from the floor. After casting the strongest healing spell four times, she collapsed, drained from her efforts. The self-inflicted wounds had stopped bleeding and the wound had all but disappeared. Yet, the magic only healed him physically, not emotionally. Cloud was still a lifeless shell.

"Why?" she asked. "Why?" She fell onto her knees, kneeling in front of the man she loved. Tifa had been by his side ever since he joined Avalanche. All that time, she had been second-best compared to Aeris. It hurts to see Cloud and the Cetra together, especially when the party stopped by the Golden Saucer. Now, after seeing her love's suicide attempt, she knew that Cloud didn't care for her at all. He was willing to die for Aeris and leave her behind.

Through her blurred vision, Tifa spied an object in the room across the hall. Her sobs stopped as she began to think. With a sad smile, she got up and walked into Vincent's room. Picking up the Quicksilver, she returned to Cloud. He hadn't moved at all.

"I'm sorry… I wanted to tell you that you're more than a friend to me…" Tifa said while more tears came down her face. She reached up and traced the outline of Cloud's face with her fingers. Slowly, her hand made its way up to the blond spikes. 'Soft' She thought. 'So soft.' Her face came closer until she stared eye to eye with him, red meeting blue. Tifa looked deep into his eyes, looking for any sign of life in them. They didn't even blink.

"I love you" Tifa leaned close to kiss him, their lips touching for a short but blissful moment. Breaking away, she slowly raised the weapon to her head and closed her eyes. 'I love you Cloud Strife,'

She about to pull the trigger when a hand reached up and touched her face. Her sad eyes opened and widened when she saw who stopped her. 'Cloud?'