Final Fantasy VII SQUARE-ENIX.
Finally he seemed to find a place where both his feet could stay calmly without the fear of slipping. Tifa joined him and when she found the same safety she let herself slip down in relief.
"Huufff!"
"I guess we could a take a little rest…" he scratched his head unsure, his friend might be near death and he was giving in to fatigue. Looking around was useless, it was getting darker as they went down…he could barely see Tifa's face, but didn't take much of a guess to see her exhaustion.
"Only a couple of minutes, is that fine with you?" he added sitting near her.
"Yeah…thanks. I want to find Cid as soon as possible but I just keep thinking the worse."
"I know, it's quite arduous but try setting your mind on something else."
"I can't…damn…" she grabbed the sides of her head "I promise, if we find him I'll give him the biggest kiss of his life."
Vincent chuckled.
"Uhmmm…are you…actually laughing?"
He cleared his voice and Tifa smiled.
"Ok, to be fair I'll kiss you both. It's a promise."
Vincent smiled and leaned to her, she felt her heart skip a beat, what was he doing!
He placed a hand on her head with kindness and adjusted himself to the granite wall behind. With a breath of relief and a bit of disappointment she relaxed as well, after a minute of silence she felt something near her right breast…
Maybe she had dared too much and now he was making a move on her, but if he thought he could have his way he'd better think again.
"Vincent Valentine, just because I happen to be a sentimental person and rely on you doesn't mean you can act this way with me."
"…huh? I'm not doing anything."
His finger was still there so she was about to shove it away…but still…as her eyes looked better to the disgusting figure of a huge spider on her….
"AAAAAAAAAAHH!" she jumped away and was about to fall if hadn't grasp her in an instant.
"Get it off! Get it off!"
Vincent had no comments for someone who had beat up monsters ten times bigger with bare hands but did as told, still tempted to teach her a lesson for accusing him once more like that.
"There…it's gone now."
"Oh man…that was freaky!"
"Women…really, geez…"
"Let's resume or journey shall we."
She nodded looking around her in fear.
"I guess I…should apologize."
"That would be the least yes, considering you have previously mistaken my actions."
"Well I couldn't help it…"
He interrupted her "And you said I was the one building a high opinion."
Tifa was insulted "What's that supposed to mean?" she stopped.
"Just admit it, you are incredibly conceited. You like knowing men long for you but can't get near you with out getting seriously injured, isn't that why you dress so lightly?" he proceeded.
"I dress like this because I want to!"
"And it is your right to do so but don't act all innocent and pretend you don't know how most men would react. Face the consequences of your decisions."
Tifa mostly furious but instead of yelling at him or teaching him a lesson she whimpered.
"No…" he looked at her annoyed "Do not cry…"
Tifa sniffed a bit "I'm not!" she half choked that.
"Had he been too hard on her? But yet it was about time someone let her notice it."
"I'm….sorry….really sorry" he noticed she wouldn't come down "Tifa?"
"I'm just a hindrance to you right?"
"…huh?"
"I've been complaining and haven't been good at nothing from the beginning. I wasn't even able to help Cid…the only thing I needed to do was pull him towards me and I…"
The fact she was realizing all this might've been good, but it was totally the wrong time. Vincent's thoughts were on Cid, which proved why he had so lightly broken her fragile mental stability.
"Tifa, I said those things because I know you weren't aware of them. I'm trying to help you!"
"Well thanks!" she half shouted.
"Good…now she's angry…I don't know which is worse."
Tifa wined a little before proceeding…with blurred vision and her trembling body she was bound to slip…again. Vincent was ready before she heard her shout and grabbed her and put her down immediately.
"I did not touch you on purpose" he mocked and made his way down once more.
Covering her face as tears fell she didn't dare look at him "Why are you still taunting me?"
"You're right, but…I really want to find Cid and go home and you have to pick up yourself…and maybe hit me on the face…hard!"
Her face showed with traces of tears on it, she seemed to be considering his advice. That scared him.
"Ahumm…" he cleared his voice "Really…maybe not really hit me…just…"
Tifa hugged him tight and cried against his chest; Vincent gave a thought to the situation before giving her the comforting hug back. It wasn't long before the smell of her hair made him remember Cid's specie preservation argument. He definitely had to shove her off before he did something regretful.
"We're almost down…it'd be a waste not to proceed…" he freed himself trying to regain his composure.
"Y-yes…" she cleaned her nose and followed.
In the dim light he saw the reflection of glass…so he jumped down at once. Cid's goggles!
As he ran further he bent down at once to help the wounded, yet alive, friend.
"Cid…"
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