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"What are you guys doing? " Denzel asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

Cloud and Tifa scrambled to get themselves off the couch and off each other. Resulting in Cloud landing on the floor with a loud thud ("OWW…") and Tifa with a face the color of red wine, still staring at Denzel.

"Alright. We'll figure this out."

Cloud returned to his seat on the couch with Tifa following his lead.

"I was thinking of maybe moving out—"

"No way!" Tifa rebutted at the sheer thought of abandoning their home.

"But Tifa—"

"Cloud, you already said that there's no where safe from those creatures!"

"Hear me out Tifa,"

"No Cloud! You already agreed that we are NOT running away!"

"Would you just hear me out first?" Cloud said calmly. He was very patient with her.

Tifa leaned back into the sofa with a 'puff' coming from the cushions.

"Okay." Cloud took a deep breath. "Thanks."

Tifa remained staring into space, as if paying no need to Cloud's words.

"I thought that if we moved to my safe house at Costa Del Sol, we would have a better chance at surviving this calamity."

"Cloud…" Tifa turned to him with a concerned look on her face. "Don't you think we should inform the rest of our friends before we make any decisions?"

Cloud wanted so smack himself. "Of course. How could I forget?" Cloud hung his head. "Sorry."

"Its alright. We can wait for morning till we start making calls." Tifa leaned onto Cloud's shoulder.

"Yeah." Cloud was surprised at how comfortable he was with Tifa already.

"Tifa?" Cloud wrapped his arms around her and laid down with Tifa sound asleep on him.

"I'll start preparing breakfast okay Denzel?" Tifa got off the couch and smiled sweetly at him before excusing herself to the kitchen to began whipping up hotcakes for breakfast.

Denzel stretched and yawned widely again. And with that, he followed Tifa to the kitchen, awaiting his guaranteed delicious breakfast, leaving Cloud still on the hard wooden floor massaging his bruised rump.

After breakfast, Tifa was washing up the dishes while Cloud helped her by drying the dishes and putting them away. Denzel and Marlene were outside playing with their friends in the neighborhood.

"Cloud, after this we'll start making a few calls." Tifa casually remarked while soaping the last few plates in the sink.

"Right." Cloud was clearly unhappy.

"Cloud?" Tifa passed his the last dish and looked at him inquiringly.

"Sorry…" Cloud quickly smiled to reassure Tifa that nothing was wrong. "I just…" Cloud heaved a sigh and turned to face Tifa. "Why does it keep coming one after another? I just wanna live life out peacefully, with our family."

"Cloud, it'll be over sooner than you can imagine. You'll see." Tifa gave Cloud a quick kiss on his cheek and left the kitchen, grinning from ear to ear.

"Ring… Ring…"

Cloud scratched the back of his head. 'It has been so long since all of us last met.'

"Hello? " The voice on the other end snapped Cloud out of his thoughts.

"HELLO?" The voice repeated.

"Took you long enough to pick up the phone."

"Cloud? HEYYYYYYY!" Cloud had to put the receiver at least a meter from his ear.

"Hey Cid, I called to ask if you could do me a favor." Cloud began.

"Yeah anything that doesn't involve a bed and Shera."

"No no, nothing like that."

"Then state your request! "

"I just need you to pick up some familiar faces and meet us at Tifa's bar tomorrow. Can do?"

"Consider it done."