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Where were we?

Ahh……………..

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Cloud sighed again, his head was throbbing madly due to the stress he had given it. He had combed Tifa's entire house for clues to her mysterious departure. Gone through the whole Kitchen, which was squeaky clean and he felt guilty to mess it up with his muddy boots. But he wouldn't have minded if Tifa would come right behind him and gave him a Final Heaven right in the kisser, at least she was here. The kitchen felt so… so silent and cold. There was even food lying on the table, further proof that her departure wasn't planned at all.

"Ergh… Macaroni…"

Cloud visibly shivered as he saw the sloppy stuff that was supposed to be food, tentatively he poked at the stuff, wanting no part of it. But he WAS hungry! Very hungry, even his stomach was making protest as he just sat there looking at the bowl of macaroni and cheese.

… Only Once. And only course it's made by Tifa…

Cloud finally raised his spoon and stuffed it into the bowl before lifting a huge spoonful of macaroni.

"Eew… I HATE this stuff…"

Cloud bravely took a small bite of the stuff and hurriedly swallowed, as he tasted the food.

"Taste LIKE CRAP!"

Deciding to leave Macaroni alone for the rest of his life, Cloud got up from the chair and headed over to the living room for anything, a note or a small sign of a struggle. ANYTHING.

"Tifa… why must you be so 'tidy'?"

Cloud lamented as he looked at the messed up living room in front of him. There was absolutely not much of a chance to find anything there. There were books thrown everywhere, from the sofa to the TV top. Photos albums were being placed carelessly over the living room table, mostly pictures taken while in the time of AVALANCHE. There was 1 that was taken in front of the buggy with Yuffie and Aeris in it, 1 with Red XII at Costa De Sol and another picture of Barret in Demi Form. Cloud looked at the last photo before bursting out in laughter. The bad tempered bad was so pissed off at being Demi by a Hungry that he immediately released his Ungermax limit. It not being that much of a use but still managed to kill the Hungry to everyone's surprise. Cloud sighed and was about to take the photo album and placing it with the others when a sudden freak gust of wind blew at the album, causing it to flip to another page. There on the picture was 1 picture that consisted only of him and Tifa on a grass field.

Tifa? I… I didn't know you took that picture…

Cloud's eyes widened as he remembered what happened that day, she had almost told him that she loved him. That time him being an oblivious jerk, which he admitted. He didn't realized it at all. But after the end of Sephiroth, he had finally realized what Tifa was stumbling to tell him about, mostly because he was having the same feeling she was at the time.

"Are you trying to tell me something Tifa?"

Cloud whispered as he gently closed that album and placed it on the shelf neatly. There was absolutely no chance that there would be anything here. Cloud scratched his head again before he went upstairs to look into her bedroom.

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'Mr Valentine?'

'Yes. What is it?'

The boy looked up at the dark-gunslinger on top of the roof and gulped nervously. He had never approached the so-called guardian of Nibelhiem so closely before. He knew that he defended the town and he was part of the group that saved the World, AVALANCHE. But that did not soothe his fears, Vincent still look intimidating from a distance, and he looked worse while up close. The towns people had told him that he did not always came up to guard the town, maybe a few months or weeks per year. But it was lucky that he did come out today.

'I thought you should know… Your friend… Ms Lockheart… is gone.'

Noting that his eyes narrowed at the comment, the boy took a step back nervously and he was even more frightened when he saw Vincent raising his claw.

'Gone… where?'

'We do not know sir… Mr Strife is looking for her now.'

'I understand… thank you…'

Vincent leaped down from the roof and surprisingly landed without a sound beside the boy. Whisking his cloak, Vincent Valentine made his way to Tifa's house.

Tifa…

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Cloud was meanwhile searching through Tifa's closet, his eyes covered as he did not want to embarrass himself further.

"What is this thing?"

Cloud cursed as he saw Tifa's closet being filled with a lot of Tifa's unmentionables. Blushing red, he slammed the door shut and proceeded to turn his back against it.

I did not do that…

Furrowing his brows, Cloud went to the only place he did not check, her piano. Sitting on the seat, he played Tifa's favorite tune in hope that something would pop out from it, like the Final Heaven Manual. But all that came out was 1 gil.

"A gil…"

frustrated Cloud slammed hard on the piano, only to get rewarded by having a heavy book drop from the piano head and falling on Cloud's spiky hair.

"Grr…"

'Cloud…'

"What!"

Cloud turned back and saw to his surprise, the 1 person he would never expect to see : Vincent Valentine.

"Vincent? Why are you here?"

'For the same reason you are here… to find out Tifa's whereabouts…'

Cloud blushed as he realized that it was a stupid question he just asked.

"Right… sorry bout that Vince…"

'It's Vincent…'
Vincent immediately corrected him as he stood stoically as always behind him.

'Did you find anything?'

"No… the only thing I gathered that she wasn't taken forcefully yet she did not expect to leave… her bed was not done and food was left on the table."

Vincent nodded in response and the ex-turk remained silent before replying.

'There was a minor incurrence here… the books in her living room… it was scattered unnaturally… it was fortunate that you did not re arrange all the books.'

"Why? Why is it unnatural?"

'… it seemed thrown in a fashion that resembles a twister's devastation. It is just a theory of course… but I suspect that something has happened here… something even Chaos do not recognize.'

Cloud could only slump his shoulders in defeat as he pondered bout what Vincent has said.

It can't be… not Tifa…

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