Insanity… Or Love?
-Phone Calls and Jealousy-
"I don't know if you spoke to anyone, but Barret, Yuffie and Cid are all on their way here."
"Yuffie called earlier today."
"You answered the phone?"
"No… she left a message."
Tifa let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. Somehow, the thought of Cloud answering Yuffie's calls but not her own seemed to stir something up inside of her. "You must be tired. Get some rest and we can talk more in the morning."
Cloud nodded. "Yeah, haven't slept in a real bed for a while," he muttered. He stood up from the stool he was sitting on and headed upstairs to his room.
Tifa sighed and finished cleaning up the bar. When she headed upstairs, she looked into Cloud's room. He was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling softly. She smiled. You're really back… She turned and went into her own room. Falling asleep, the look of happiness and relief remained on her face.
AN: Another short one… actually… they're all gonna be short and if you don't like it… well…. Um… too bad for you! Anyway, for anyone who is reading this… um… review? Please? I'll give you a cookie! By the way… this whole story is not even four pages in total… wow… that's sad. Neh, whatever.