AN: Written for Freya Crescent II, another one of my net-friends. She requested a Cloti, so here it is.
Characters: Tifa, Cloud, and a random shopkeeper
Pairings: Slight Cloti, one-sided.
Note: This is based off of a doujinshi I read. It was in japanese so I didn't fully understand it, but...
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, that would be Square-Enix.\
Double Note: Been redone due to bad formatting.
She stared at him. He stared back, though his eyes were still misted over. She frowned.
"Cloud...?" She asked. He didn't reply, unless you count a grunt.
"Cloud, please say something." She said, exasperated.
He stayed silent. Tifa bit her lip in frustration.
'I must make him talk! He has to snap out of this! What can I do...?'
She gently tapped her hand against her leg until she suddenly perked up and snapped her fingers.
"I know!" She exclaimed, causing Cloud to stir slightly.
"Hold on Cloud, I'll be right back!" She said, even though it was completely pointless seeing as how he probably couldn't even hear her.
She rushed into a clothing shop, and was greeted by an overly enthusiastic female shopkeeper.
"Welcome to Some Random Shop! I'm Random Shopkeeper, but you can call me RSK!" She yelled with a smile that was WAY too big.
"Uhh...Hi," Tifa said, eyebrows raised.
"I'm looking for a specific outfit. Do you have any red material?"
RSK nodded, still with that creepy smile.
"You bet your boat we do!" She said.
Tifa took a step back. This woman was too...cheery. RSK took out a scarlet material and showed it to Tifa.
"Will this do?" She asked.
"Sure...Do you have anything that I could use to make a mantle?" Tifa replied.
The woman's smile lessened.
"You mean, to make a cape?" She said.
Tifa nodded.
"And I'll need some tin foil."
RSK frowned, thank god.
"Why don't you just save yourself the trouble of making the cape, and just buy one?"
"Oh...Yeah, I'll do that." Tifa said.
Tifa scanned the rows of shelves stacked high with clothing, and found just what she was looking for.
A pair of black pants, including black turtleneck, a pair of brown boots, and a cape complete with mantle.
After firmly glueing tin foil to the boots, and putting on the outfit, Tifa looked just like some cheap Vincent
Valentine cosplay ripoff. All she needed was a gun. Oh well, a piece of tubing shaped like an 'L' would have
to do.
After taking a full 10 minutes to 'march' back to where Cloud was in the hospital, she stood right in front of him. Changing her voice to make it sound as manly as she could, she began,
"Cloud, it is I, Vincent Valentine. Angstmuffin extrordinare who was to caught up on a chick to realise I was locked in a box for thirty years. I also suffer from OCD, depression, and any other word that has to do with pain and suffering." Tifa bowed for effect.
Cloud did nothing. Just sat there with a dumb look on his face.
Tifa frowned. She then proceeded to crash around the room pointing the small 'tube gun' at household objects such as a lamp or toaster and pretending to shoot them.
She looked at Cloud. Nothing. She stomped over to Cloud.
"Laugh damn it!" she shrieked.
Cloud still, you guessed it, did nothing.
Tifa looked down at her garb.
'Maybe this wasn't the right outfit to use.' She thought.
Slamming the 'tube gun' down on a nearby table, she proceeded to walk out of the door.
"Be right back!" She called.
In Some Random Shop, RSK stood with a huge smile on her face as Tifa entered, still wearing the Vincent costume.
"Get me some black leather." She called, on her way to the dressing rooms.
RSK pulled a long black leather jacket down from a nearby shelf.
When Tifa returned, she asked,
"Will this do?"
Tifa's face broke into a grin and said,
"That's perfect! Do you have some pants to go with it?"
RSK skimmed the shelves and found just what she was looking for.
"Here!" She said.
Tifa's grin grew wider.
Putting these on, with matching boots of course, she looked somewhat like her enemy, Sephiroth.
'Now, just for the hair...' Turning to RSK, she stated
"I'll need a silver wig, some hair gel, and the words 'Gravity-defying bangs'."
Ten minutes later, she emerged from the shop with her hands on her hips. RSK waved to her and called,
"I'll see you in about eleven minutes!"
Walking through the streets, people either skittered with fear away from her, or called,
"Hey, the idiot cosplay convention is in Midgar, not Mideel!"
Grabbing a stick she found along the way, she entered the building where Cloud was.
Upon seeing this 'Sephiroth' his eyes widened somewhat, but otherwise he stayed where he was.
"Oh come one!" Tifa yelled, exasperate.
"Why won't you talk?" She shouted, moving to grip the front of his shirt. Then, a sudden idea came to her mind. Without warning, she kissed him. He did not struggle, he did not move, he just...sat there.
Upon his release, she looked at him. Nothing. Still that gazeless stare.
"What the hell? You were just kissed by Sephiroth! Move, speak, do something for the love of god!" Tifa screeched.
She didn't even brother looking at him, and just left. She'd give this one more shot.
'This one ought to work.' She thought.
Upon entering the shop RSK simply said
"What color now?"
Tifa creased her forehead.
"Pink. A pink sundress." RSK nodded and scurried off to find one. She returned carrying one and Tifa then said,
"I'll need a red mini jacket, and some brown clunky boots."
While RSK ran off to carry out the
order, she called,
"Coplay convention for one, eh?" Tifa was not amused.
Coming back with the requested
items, she placed them in front of Tifa. After changing, Tifa asked,
"Could you possibly braid my hair?"
Ten minutes and more 'Gravity-Defying Bangs' action, Tifa was out of the store and walking back towards
Cloud.
She saw that Cloud had bent his head, and was either asleep or in deep thought. Most likely asleep.
Tifa went over and gently touched his cheek, tilting his head up towards her. His eyes opened. When Cloud
saw Tifa-Aeris, his eyes widened, and his mouth went slightly agape. Reaching out his hand towards her
face he choked out,
"...Ris...?" Tifa's heart plummeted. He responded to Aeris, but not her. Her eyes filled with tears.
"Don...cry...Ris..." Cloud muttered, before his head lolled to the side, apparently asleep.
"Don.. ..cry..." Tifa straightened up a bit and said,
"If you can make it, so can I...So can I..."
End...
AN: Oh god, this was agonizing to write. I just wanted to sleep the whole time I was writing it. It's 12:31 here, I feel terrible. So tired. Now, must go to sleep. Anyway, I hope you liked this one Freya. Please, please review.