So Close

Warning: I don't own any of the characters or even the plot. It's a remake of a movie I saw called "So Close". I changed some of the pairings in the movie so there won't be any Yuri of the sort in it.


Chapter 1: Close to You

"Nyuk, nyuk! We did it Tifa," A childish, with a tad lot of deviousness, voice echoed with glee. The voice was coming from a small, microphoned earpiece. The woman connected to the receiver smiled softly, if she had replied to the feedback, people would've regarded her as insane, or the like. And right now, the woman did not want to attract unwanted attention.

She had wine colored eyes, her hair long and dark in color. The outfit she wore contrasted her dark features but blended in perfectly with her pale skintone. She sported white pants, a tight, zipped up white jacket, white high heels, and a pure white tank top. To mix up the coloring, brown sunglasses were placed upon her bejewelled eyes, hiding them from view.

The woman, Tifa Lockhart, strutted casually into the industrious Shinra building. The glassed-doubledoors shut leisurely, as if to match the pace of the angelic woman, up until they slammed with a mighty blow. The front of the building was a fansy looking waiting room, tall glass windows adorned the room, adding light to its large complex. A round sitting area was placed dead center between the exit doors and receptionist, no one today was waiting. It seemed as if bussiness wasn't going all that well today for the Shinra Incorperation.

Making her way to the receptionist, a shorter, light haired, pink smeer intercepted her strut and extended a fair hand. Assumingly, this was the receptionist. Tifa stopped in her tracks.

Accordingly, Tifa read her name tag, "Miss... Gainsborough," It must have been an adopted name, the woman didn't look like she'd possess a surname as that. The woman's green eyes glinted brightly in regard.

"You can call me Aerith," Her voice was pretty, Tifa noted. With a curt nod, Tifa began:

"Do you know where I can see a mister Shinra?" Tifa asked politely, yet professionally. Aerith, obviously not going to get a handshake anytime soon from the lady, dissmissed herself quietly and walked over to the reception desk. She picked up a notebook and took out a pen, as if to scribble something down.

"Do you have a meeting with President Shinra?" Her mischievious voice asked, innocent she was.

"No, but I'm sure he'd like to see me,"

"What is your name?"

"They call me Angel," Tifa stated. That was all the information she needed to give, for at the name, Aerith's green eyes widened in realization.

"Mister Shinra was expecting you Miss Angel, ma'am," Aerith bowed while folding the notebook properly and holding it close to her. Now she had the professional look down, sans pink attire. Aerith glanced over at Tifa then motioned her to follow. "President Shinra never sees anyone. I'm surprised he'd want to see you," Tifa smiled at the young girl and ignored the comment.

"Well, I guess I'll be the first surprise," Tifa replied with a smirk. Aerith led her to an elevator down the marble, glossed hallway, and they both entered. The doors shut and the escort pressed the button for level sixty-seven.

"Yes, you will be," Aerith nodded, her hair bouncing up with the gesture. The journey up the elevator was quiet, there was nothing to be said. When the elevator ride was over, Tifa walked through open doors, and Aerith pointed toward a group of security guards. Tifa kindly nodded a departure, and Aerith clicked the descending button, sending her down to wherever she need be.

"I suppose you are the so called 'Angel?'" One of the security men asked. Tifa smirked gloatingly, if you will, then strutted passed them. "Well I see you're eager to see the boss. First though, you'll have to be checked," He stated with a bit of cheek. Tifa paused in her step at his words.

A camera from above silently checked her, analyzing the model body and searching for any sort of threat. The guards from the security room confirmed her free of charge after what seemed like seconds. "A bombshell but no bomb," The security man stated smuggly via walky-talky.

"You're clear,"

"Thank-you," Tifa flatly said, continuing in her step once more.

The group of bodyguards escorted Tifa kindly to a carpeted walkway where another man stood. He looked all business; he was the definition of tall, dark, and handsom, mixed with a hint of playboy appeal. "President Shinra would like all of you to join in with Miss Angel," Tifa smiled at the and cute looking bussiness man and nodded curtly. The group of men led her down the hall and then, at the end of the way, to oversized doubledoors.

Two of the men opened the door for Tifa, and the woman walked past them. Inside there was a large window overlooking the smogged, yet fairly large and oversized bussiness distict of Midgar, and a desk before it. The room was fairly enormous, Tifa could tell said room was for the main boy, top dog. The men followed in shortly after.

"You are called The Angel, I presume," A dark, scratchy voice cracked. The origin of the voice came from nowhere other than the chair behind the cresent shaped, clean bussiness desk. The chair, with obviously Shinra in it, was leather and had expensive written all over it. With a squeak and a shift of Tifa's high heel, the chair turned slothly around to greet the guest and her company. Due to the extreme bright lighting, Tifa could only make out a partial profile of him.

"So you are the one who cured the virus which somehow snuck into our system?" Shinra asked in a deep, sinister voice. At his comment, he angled his chair to be seen much better. He had quite distubing features for the light. Overweight, round, and was an oinker. His eyes were narrowed accusingly and his hair was nonexsistant. "Have a seat."

Tifa walked up confidently to him, pulling off her sunglasses, for polite greetings, revealing her ruby orbs and placed it down on his desk beside him. "Yes, that was me." She took his offer and sat in one of the two chairs offered to her.

"This has been plaguing my mind, you see. I have only pondered and pondered upon it and ended up only to dead ends. I have invited you here personally to my estate only to question you-- how did you sneak into our systems and create the stimulation?" His voice was rough, forcing if anything. The Angel's and the president's eyes locked in a one-way battle until a small laughter bursted out from full, thick lips. Shinra leant back into his chair and his eyes glowered even more.

The laugh only came from Tifa's end, and with a soft sigh, she replied metephorically, "Virus and Angel are two different sides to a single coin,"

"You put the virus into our computer," It was a statement, not a question or reassurance.

"Now, I didn't state that," Tifa coolly replied. She scooted more comfortably into her chair as her lipstick covered lips smirked.

"You were sent to kill me, am I right?" He asked, slaming his hands onto his desk. At his words, the guards in the back reached instinctedly for their guns, ready for anything.

"Mister Shinra, I didn't know you were that smart," She faked surprise and crossed her legs.

"Hm. And what you do not know is that I figured it out," Shinra smirked. He pressed a red button underneathe the orderly desk and within miliseconds, a glass barrier shot down from above and surrounded him in a 360 degree shield, cutting anything in its path until it reached the floorbed and desk. "This here shield is steal proof. Nothing can come in here! Not even a bullet proof rocket. It's impossible!" Shinra laughed, over-confidence surrounding him in a strong aura. Tifa could only widen her smirk as she watched his display of idioticy.

"And what you don't know is, is that my sunglasses-- which are in with you, are filled with cyanine, enough to kill a whole subway car," Shinra stopped laughing as he heard her cool tone-of-voice, and snapped all his attention at the sunglasses which were inside with him, the guards did as well. While distracted, Tifa pulled up her white sleeve and press a button on her hi-tech, white watch. At the command of her click, her glasses reacted and a green gas poured from within the eyewear. Shinra, in panic and disorder, covered his mouth in hopes of surviving the deadly gas attack.

To no hope on his end, Shinra's skin began to bubble. There was nothing else that could be done as he yelled with agony. Sudden death. The guards quickly snapped themselves out of shock and pulled out their guns.

"Tifa, put the bug in," The young girl from before exclaimed via earpiece. Tifa nodded in blind reply. The guards all looked at their dead leader once more, then back to their angelic target. Her chair was turned toward them now, a soft smile on her features, hesitation belied their duty. Tifa now sported earplugs and her watch was in view once more. Quickly and efficiently, Tifa pressed another button on the watch and like a shock to the senses, a deafening screech played. The glass window broke from behind the Angel, and shards flew in different assorted directions. The guards cringed in agony, covering their ears and trying to cover from the glass shots. Tifa, being defended by the chair she was siting behind, clicked the watch once more and jumped.

As the noise decreased, there was no more heistation to be had for the beautiful woman, they shot anywhere and everywhere, 'sides themselves. Equilibrium was definatly off, for they missed their target and kept at it.

As the bullet flew, Tifa jumped onto the nearby side wall, and kicked up to the ceiling, where her heel shanked into it. Held by the grapling, jutting heel, Tifa opened the security camera and put in a tiny microchip.

The tiny grapple from her heel let go of the ceiling and the Angel deceanded from Heaven. As she floated down the guard's awareness shot up and their guns aimed at the white figure. The angel landed on her two heels and dusted herself off.

"Don't even try, you're all out. I counted," The group of men growled and shot anyway in disbelief. To their disapointment, they only heard clicks and no gunfire. Small curses and threats aimed at Tifa, followed by their empty weapons smashing against the ground. The men in fury, spinted at Tifa's direction.

"I don't want my white clothes to be stained with your blood," She sighed and lifted her gloved hands up casually, "But if I must," Her legs spread apart and she was in a relaxed stance. Tifa allowed the men to swarm her and throw their petty melee attacks. She evaded each and every one easily, then blocked low attacks and tricked a few to punch the one another. With less amusment now, Tifa whirled her leg around and knocked them all with a powerful roundhouse. The dance was over for them.

"Hey Tifa!" The young girl cheerfully beamed. Tifa winced for a second and fixed the communicator. "I'm in. There are twelve guards on the floor underneath you using the stairs, and six using the elevator. I advise you to go to the stairs,"

"I'm already on it," Tifa smiled as she ran out of the president's office and through the empty hallways of the top level.

"I'm going to knock out their communication. Watch this, Teef!"

"Have fun," Tifa replied with a smile. She kicked the stairway door open and raced down the stairs, meeting up with the twelve fully armed men.

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"Wha-? What's this?!" The security man yelled as a chibi ninja with a mini, yet oversized, shuriken appeared on the screen. It was a gif, and began to slash comically cutting out all visual. "I can't see anything! Who the hell did this?"

The girl smiled as she worked her magic on the system. "And now for a song. What should it be…? Ah-ha! This one: Close to You," With a click, the choosen song played, as she said, knocking out the communications.

"Again?! Damn," The security guard yelled once more. He was not paid for stressing out, nor deep-technical work.

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"Oohhh yeah! Score! It's like taking materia from a chocobo," She laughed, her voice filled with childish demeanor.

"Thanks Yuffie," The woman in white chuckled, as she did her own magic.

"Yeah, yeah... Go do what you do best," Yuffie lazily voiced in. "Oh and look behind you," Tifa back kicked behind her, as the woman directed, and grabbed the gun which plowed into the air. Tifa jumped onto the railing of the staircase and slid down to another level.

Why do birds suddenly appear

Every time you are near?

Just like me, they long to be

Close to you

"Thanks,"

The music echoed throughout the whole Shinra building. The communicators were indeed disabled, making everyone around, even the unaware workers, confused and disoriented. Tifa loaded the gun she had caught and ran to a door leading out of the stairwell and into the main building. A few more guards came, but Yuffie warned her before the attack. Having the knowledge beforehand, Tifa dodged every single one of their futile attempts and continued on her way.

Why do stars fall down from the sky

Every time you walk by?

Just like me, they long to be

Close to you

Keeping to the shadows, Tifa watched as the guardmen advanced. She had the upper hand of darkness. Throwing simple kicks, punches, and shooting at the guards, she instantly caused KOs to each attacker. Tifa didn't even have to look for her target, for she knew exactly where she was shooting, the inner thigh.

"Tifa, there are no more guards on this level except the six on the elevator. Heh, they're still searching for you."

"I got you. I'll be out as soon as I reach it," Tifa smiled her soft, angelic smile. The brown haired woman opened her white jacket and pulled out another pair of sunglasses. She pressed the elevator button for down and waited for the dinging of the door. When it dang, Aerith appeared from around the corner, clipboard in hand. Green eyes widened, and she gasped. Instinctively, Aerith ducked as Tifa's gun came into view.

On the day that you were born

The angels got together

And decided to create a dream come true

So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold

And starlight in your eyes of blue

As quickly as Aerith ducked, the elevator doors opened and revealed the six guards. And before any of them could take out their guns from their holster, she shot each of their thighs and knocked all out.

Aerith screamed, making Tifa look in her direction. "Please come here, Miss Gainsborough," Tifa kindly requested. The woman nodded and got up from her crouched position, slowly walking and scared out of her mind to the lady in white. "I want you to get on the floor in the elevator, slowly count to ten, and then ride the elevator down," The woman in pink nodded and did what she was told. Tifa shut the elevator door and walked away.

"That was nice," The childish voice laughed. Tifa ran to the edge of the level and jumped off the railing onto the next level down, beside a few more guards. "Hey, when you're done with this, pick up some groceries 'cause we're out,"

"I read you," Tifa winked as she back flipped and shot all the guards at their designated places.

That is why all the girls in town

Follow you all around.

Just like me, they long to be

Close to you.

After a few more run-ins Tifa reached the fiftieth floor where it appeared clear. Since all the business people we're only located on the fortieth floor, Tifa didn't have to worry about shooting unarmed civilians. The woman clad in white ran to the elevator where Aerith was supposed to come out of, and if on cue the door opened with the woman was still counting. Aerith looked up and saw the smiling Angel.

"Now, I want you to slowly count to ten. And then guess what?" Tifa asked as she began to press the button for up.

"Ride the elevator down?" Aerith asked meekly, she covered her head, still in a crouched position.

"Nope. Ride the elevator back up," Aerith nodded and began to count. The elevator shut and rode up again.

"Tifa, go into the elevator next to the one miss innocent went up in," Yuffie snickered from Tifa's earpiece. Tifa nodded and entered the large space. "Right. Three, two, one, and you're in a loop. Clear out,"

"So, Yuffie, what do you want from the market?" Tifa asked as she ran up the stairs to the top balcony.

"Tifa you should know! The regular-- ramen!!" Yuffie's voiced echoed in cheer. Tifa nodded and continued running upward. "There I got it, now they're taking the bait,"

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"Damn this computer. Wait!! --I see her!! Tell the rest of the guards to go to the fortieth floor, I'm going to put the emergency brakes on elevator two,"

"Right, all units to the fortieth floor on the double," A man yelled, ordering the left-over guards in the room. All the guards left ran to the elevator on the fourtieth floor. As everyone reached it, the security manager switched the brakes on. The workers moved out of the way ignoring the men with guns in their hands, thinking it was a drill.

When the elevator door opened, but there was no one inside. "Hey! What the hell are you pulling? There's no one in here," They yelled through now-working communicators.

"What? But there she is right in front of you!" The manager exclaimed, believeing what he saw on screen.

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When Tifa reached the top of the stairs she ripped off her clothes and threw them to the ground. Underneath her clothes were an extra set of clothing with a parachute hooked to it. The Angel ran toward the end of the building and jumped off. Her chute opened and Tifa safely glided down.

"Alwright!!!" Tifa heard Yuffie's scream through the earpiece. Tifa smiled and let the wind ride past her glowing face. An Angel indeed.

Meanwhile at the other end Yuffie smirked and took off her earpiece. "Another job well done, this was the cleanest we've done," Yuffie grinned. She was sitting on a white leather chair surrounded by many of monitors and technical gagets. The girl turned her chair around and smiled at a handheld camcorder she held in her hand which was recording her every move. Photogenic and the like, she was. "And… cut!" Yuffie grinned and turned off the camcorder.


A/N: Continue! R&R.