A.N: Whoa looky, another one. Also written in less than an hour past 12 AM on a school night XD Go me. This one isn't really well edited cause I have to go to bed LOL. Hope ya like.

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Something was wrong. Different, somehow. She wished she only knew what it was. She wanted to fix it if she could.

Oh God, what if it was something she couldn't fix?

He'd been acting so strange lately. Her immediate assumption was another woman. At least, until she'd realized that he didn't need another woman in order to leave her. Maybe he didn't want her anymore. She found herself waking up earlier and earlier, just to ensure that he was still there with her.

He'd been edgy, defensive, secretive. What had changed? Was it something she'd done?

She was shaking, sipping her coffee. She didn't drink coffee, she drank tea. He drank coffee.

She started a bit when she heard him step into the room. She didn't say anything. She was scared; had been walking on eggshells for a while now, terrified of doing something that might make matters worse. She wanted to hide behind her coffee mug.

"I'm going out," he said, deadpan. It was becoming so increasingly obvious that he was hiding something.

She didn't want to go down without a fight. "…Can I come with you?"

He shifted, face still blank. "I'm goin' to see Rude for a little bit. Laney ain't home. You wouldn't have any fun with just me and him."

Her heart sank—he was lying. "All…" Tears started forming in the corner of her eyes. "All right then…"

He headed towards the door. "Reno," she called. There was still a chance. "…When are you going to be back?" There was an audible hitch in her voice.

His eyes seemed to focus more on the floor than on her. "I don't know."

She was shaking violently now. 'I don't know?' 10 o'clock? Tomorrow? Never? She let him go without a word.

What could she possibly do with herself now? It was all too possible that the man she loved had just walked out on her. Her life could be crashing down, and she would only know when he didn't come back. Something about the prospect was too frightening to let her cry properly.

She downed more coffee—it was cold now. Why did she decide to drink it black?

Cold. Dark. Bitter.

She was effortlessly able to see this coming. She could have done something. She wasn't so easily fooled. The signs were far too obvious. His behavior was one thing—everyone had their moments. But there had been more tangible evidence.

He'd given her the pin number to his bank account to help her pay the bills. When she'd gone to redeposit the money she owed him, she noticed a large sum of money missing. She'd never seen that money in the house. Where did it go? And why did he need it?

And he'd been to a travel agency? She obviously wasn't supposed to find the various brochures about signing up with certain agencies. And a passport? She'd have asked about it if she hadn't been so afraid of what he'd say.

Or what he'd lie about.

She didn't want her coffee anymore. Miserably, she left the room and crawled onto the couch, exhausted from emotional strain.

When she awoke, it was much later. The sun had long since set and she was still alone. She pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping them tightly in her arms. The sound of the door opening penetrated the darkness she sat in, and she realized she was crying.

"…Teef?" He was standing in the doorway. She could see another brochure sticking out of his back pocket. "Why are you in the dark?"

She couldn't talk now. The tears finally decided to fall.

"Teef?" He sat down next to her. He looked extremely guilty when he realized she was crying. "Look… I think we need to talk."

Suddenly she snapped. She launched herself at him, burying her face in his shirt and sobbing uncontrollably. "Oh God, Reno. I'm sorry!" She was slightly hysterical. "I-I don't know what I did to push you away but-but, I'm so glad you came back but…" Her tear-filled eyes met his. "We can work it out, okay? Please don't leave me."

He looked shocked. "Leave you? What are you talking about?"

"I found the brochures! And-and, the passport and—why did you take so much money out of the bank? And you lied to me! And—"

"Please," He seemed very upset. "I'm not going to leave you."

She sniffed, not sure if she should believe him. "What about… all that then?" It hurt to think about it, but his word didn't really seem like it was good enough anymore.

"Tifa…" he started. "I'm so sorry for making you think that something was wrong. But Teef… the fact of the matter is that I wanted to ask you to marry me."

She blinked. "Wh-what?"

"I wanted to take you someplace nice, but I needed to renew my passport. And I was trying not to get ripped off for the trip so I was looking for a decent travel agent." Suddenly she almost wanted to laugh. He never would have been able to interpret her outburst if they hadn't been so close. And I'm sorry I lied to you about where I was going today but the thing is…" He reached into his pocket. "I went to buy the ring. That's what the money was for."

She gasped when he opened the black velvet box. It was beautiful. God, she felt like an idiot.

"I guess I've probably fucked it all up now, but…" He took a deep breath. "Tifa? How 'bout it? …Will you marry me?"

She was crying and shaking all over again. She kissed him fiercely, finding words to not quite be enough.

He frowned a little when she pulled away. "So, uh… is that a yes?"

She laughed, once again pressing her face to his chest. "Yes," she said. "Yes."

They stayed as they were for quite some time, until the moon had risen over the trees. She admired the ring on her hand as the moonlight caught it. She realized it wasn't so dark anymore. She could see everything clearly.

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A.N: Yeah, so it's a little sappy again. That's what's been in my mind lately. Next one of these ain't like that. Will probably have that one up by the weekend sometimes.

Haha there's actually SYMBOLISM in this fic! Totally unintentional too. I feel cool.

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