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.
Note to Readers: In my story, Vincent isn't wearing his red cape and his bandana is holding his hair into a pony tail, if you have forgotten and Yuffie has her OWN cell.
Chapter 7: Yuffie's Breakout I
"You're going to dress up as a girl!" Tifa smiled. At that recommendation Cloud's irregular blue-green eyes popped out of its sockets.
"Teef?" Cloud stuttered. Tifa grinned and grabbed his bicep. "You really aren't thinking of actually doing that are you?" He yelled. Tifa smiled innocently and brought him upstairs to her room.
"Wall Market opens at nine in the morning, and it is four now. So as soon as it hits nine, we're going shopping for you Cloud," Tifa winked. The assassin's face then turned serious as she let go of Cloud's arm. "We can't do much now and Yuffie wouldn't want us to blow our cover while trying to rescuing her. Without our sleep, we're not much help either, so let's sleep," Cloud nodded and walked to the end of the room and laid down. Tifa smiled and went into her large closet to change out of her black dress. After a little while, Tifa came out of her closet in black shorts and a white tank top. Cloud looked at Tifa and smiled.
"You look beautiful," He stated. Tifa smiled and pulled him up from the floor and pushed him into the closet.
"Now it's your turn to change, I know you must be wearing boxers under those clothing," Tifa winked. Cloud blushed and shut the door. Tifa walked over to her queen sized bed and lay on her white comforter waiting for Cloud. ((Cloud… if this were under any other circumstance I'd… make love to you, but for Yuffie, I need all the energy I could get)) Tifa thought blushing at the thought of her and Cloud under her white sheets. The doorknob rattled and Cloud came out with a white muscle-T on and yellow and white chocobo boxers. At that Tifa giggled and Cloud blushed really red.
"Tifa… it was laundry day," Cloud stated as he sat on the floor again. Tifa got up and walked over to him pulling him up and over to her bed. "Teef?"
"You're not going to sleep on the floor, you're going to sleep with me on my comfortable bed," Tifa smiled. Cloud pulled back and shook his head.
"Teef, are you serious?" He asked concerned. Tifa giggled and pulled him down with her on top of the bed.
"Yeah, we need all the sleep we can get, and I don't think you'll get a good nights sleep on the hard wood floor," Tifa argued. Cloud agreed and got under the covers. Tifa soon followed. "This used to be my foster father's room," Tifa whispered. Cloud turned to his side and smiled at Tifa. "Until he was murdered… Yuffie didn't want the room, and I couldn't leave her alone, so I stayed here and took this room… his ashes are still here you know," She giggled. Cloud studied her facial expressions yet stayed quiet. "But after Yuffie grows up and mine and her lives are done with being assassins… I'm going to move to a quiet city, like Kalm and start my own bar," Tifa smiled. Cloud looked deeply into Tifa's distant eyes and then gave her a reassuring hug. Tifa tore her gaze from the white ceiling and connected with Cloud's irregular blue eyes.
"What's going to be the name?" Cloud asked. Tifa smiled and replied quietly.
"Maybe… Final Heaven," Cloud lightly smiled and placed his hand onto Tifa's hip as he brushed her side up and down. Tifa sighed and cuddled her childhood friend ((I love you, Cloud)) She thought. The two then instantly fell asleep cradled in each others embrace.
Yuffie's eyes were in tears, she was dressed in her normal childish attire, yet her white bandana she usually had on her forehead were changed to black. She was lying next to a grave and hugged it close to her heart. Tifa was standing afar as she watched to scene before her. She could feel her eyes stinging, yet no tears fell from her wine colored eyes. Tifa looked up and saw the bright sun shining in mockery and glared at it for a second. Yuffie lifted her head and slowly looked toward the nineteen year old. The people surrounding the crying young woman looked at where she was looking at and awaited her to come forth from the shadows. Tifa shut her eyes and walked toward the crowd.
Yuffie flashed a small smile at her sister and then slowly rose up. "Any last words to Godo?" Yuffie asked as she brushed away the tears. Tifa frowned at Yuffie and scolded her for using her fathers name at his funeral. "Why? He was a bad father anyways!" Yuffie screamed, letting the anger influence her voice. The crowd of people gasped at they heard Yuffie, but Yuffie just glared at them and ran, pushing the people out of her way. Tifa hiccupped and brought her hand up to her mouth. She was shocked. "I'm sorry…" Tifa whispered. A middle aged man then walked up to Tifa and placed a hand on her shoulder for reassurance. Tifa turned around and hugged him as she cried into his chest. "I'm sorry!" Tifa yelled over and over again. He just stood there allowing her to spill her tears onto his shirt. "It's always because of me, my father and mother, my home-town, and now my foster father! Why have you forsaken me God?" She screamed now banging her bloodied fist against his chest.
The man pulled her back and then walked over to the traditional laid out grave. He bent down onto his knees and bowed before it. "It is I who should be sorry," he whispered. Tifa looked over to the man and shook her head. "No, it was you who we should be thankful for, if it wasn't for you… then my sister and myself would be beside the grave you are bowing at," The man looked up and toward the brunette and frowned. "I'm sorry…" He repeated. The crowd then split in half as a lawyer walked by. "Ahem!" The older man coughed. "I am here about the will Mister Godo left behind."
Tifa and the man looked at the lawyer and snorted, it wasn't the time or place for that. Tifa and the man then walked into the crowd and waited patently for the man to begin. "Ahem, as you all know, Godo Kisaragi recently passed away. His will states his last words and the clearly tell me to say this to all of you on his day of burial. It is said here, in only a few paragraphs, that everything he owns goes to his only daughter, Yuffie Kisaragi," Yuffie listened to the older man from above a tree and outwardly smirked. "But only until she comes of age. For now, all of Mister Kisaragi's belongings in Midgar and Wutai, belong to Miss Tifa Lockhart." The man sternly read. Hearing that, Yuffie nearly fell of the tree and Tifa hiccupped in surprise. "Because Miss Lockhart is over eighteen, and Miss Kisaragi does not have anymore relatives, she will be the rightful owner until the young Kisaragi becomes of age," He repeated making Yuffie growl. Tifa shook her head and sighed sadly. This was the worst funeral she'd been at.
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"NO!" A woman yelled. Tifa sighed in sorrow and then pulled the trigger. "I'm sorry Miss Yuki, but you had to die even though you were expecting." Tifa whispered looking at the two people she killed, the woman… and her baby. Men were now coming into the office she was at and looked at her in anger. They pulled their readied guns out and the fired at the Angel. Tifa swiftly dodged them and knocked them all out under amazing speed. Tifa then ran unnoticed out of the crime scene.
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"Hm, I knew my time would come," A man said as Tifa slowly made her way to him, gun slacked by her side. He was sitting in his dark office next to the fireplace turned around from the Angel with a wine glass so he could look at her. "I just didn't think it would be a girl who'd do the deed." Tifa smiled at that and replied. "I see, but all of your smuggling and killing got you here… would you rather have an old man killing you?" Tifa whispered into his ears. "With all the security in the world, no one can get in your way… I am honored to be killed by you, one as beautiful as an Angel," Tifa glared her eyes at him and then jumped back as he swiftly stood up and began to pull out his gun. In an instant a gunshot and the clank of a dead body was heard. The victor then left placing the gun back into their holster. "Yuffie… destroy all evidence from the computer," The victor whispered as she jumped out of the window leading to a hundred foot drop.
Tifa's eyes opened wide. Her dreams… no memories, they awoke her yet again making it another sleepless night. Tifa looked over to her side to see the sleeping Cloud Strife comfortable snuggled against her. Tifa weakly smiled and somehow released herself from the ex-SOLDIER's grasp.
Slowly the brown haired beauty changed into different clothes and walked out of her room. As she entered the large hallway of her manor Tifa stopped and looked toward a door leading to Yuffie's bedroom. With a half effort smile, Tifa glided over to the door and placed her hands onto the white wood. She opened the young girl's door and sighed in disappointment expecting the orphaned girl to be there sitting on her twin sized bed. Tifa stepped into the compound and shut the door behind her, making her way through the maze like room, Tifa found herself at the side of Yuffie's empty bed.
"Yuffie… I'm sorry, I hoped after the ShinRa kill we'd quit, but I guess not. We only started this because we wanted to get back into the real world… but look at me now. I guess that's why I never want you to do the killing," Tifa sniffed. She unconsciously plopped onto the bed and grabbed a materia shaped pillow, pushing her face into it. "I never want you to experience the nightmares I have… or the blood that is stained on my hands for all eternity. I've lost my parents… and so have you… but I don't want you to lose yourself like I have!" Tifa cried out into the pillow. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" Tifa repeated. Her brown hair was scattered all over the bed making a complete mess and the assassin's face was drenched in cotton and tears.
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Tifa sat down on a stool in her kitchen table looking deeply into her cold cup of coffee over thinking her nightmares. ((They... they will always haunt me… Yuffie doesn't deserve the life I have… I don't want her hands like mine…)) Tifa thought as she placed her clean hands on her lap.
"Morning," Cloud said from atop the stairs. Tifa slowly lifted her head and acknowledged his presence with a slight nod. Cloud gave Tifa a worried glance then casually walked down the stairs. "Teef, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing," Tifa instantly replied softly. Cloud gave her a lopsided grin and then grabbed her coffee cup.
"Nothing? Teef, this coffee is cold, and I know you better enough to know that you never let your drinks spoil," Cloud argued. Tifa gave Cloud a small smile and placed her hand over his, grabbing the coffee mug back.
"I enjoy my coffee cold," Tifa lied. Cloud shook his head, he knew when push her luck and when not to and this time he would just leave her to her thoughts. "So, are you ready?" Cloud gave her a dumbfounded look then a second later his unique colored eyes were ablaze.
"TIFA! Are you sure you want ME to dress as a girl! Why can't you be the distraction?" Cloud blurted out. Tifa giggled then rose up from her stool she was on.
"Unless you can fit through the vents unnoticed, which I highly doubt, and infect the system with a lockdown virus from a palm-pilot, which I yet again highly doubt, I don't think you'd be up to it. Which is why I believe that you would do great for a distraction, I mean it would be fun to put make-up on you!" Tifa grinned. Cloud opened his mouth one more time then instantly shut it. It was yet another one of those pushing luck things. At least he wasn't going to wear a skirt… or was he!
"Teef… umm… Do I have to wear a dress?" Cloud asked wearily. Tifa removed her plastered grin and pouted her lips.
"Cloud… what size are you anyways?" Tifa innocently asked. "In women's?" Cloud bulged out his eyes again then gave the ceiling a 'Planet-Help-Me' look.
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"Hmm… the silk one or the cotton one?" Tifa asked. The Wall Market dress shop manager gave Tifa a weary look then replied.
"I think he'd look good with the silk one, it'll shows more of his curves,"
Tifa smiled and nodded. "Cloud, try this one on!" Cloud instantly opened the small dressing room door a growled. The brunette threw him the silk dress and then looked at the dress he was currently wearing. "The satin red dress you have on looks good on you, but it's a little bit too stiff. I think, along with the manager, the silk dress will give you a better profile," Cloud groaned again then entered the dressing room again. Tifa smiled and then grinned at the shop manager. He laughed quietly then walked over to her.
"So he's buying a dress for what again?" The old man asked. Tifa winked at him and patted his back.
"It's for a party. He lost a bet and has to dress up as a girl… so I intend on making him the best looking woman out there!" Tifa giggled. The older man laughed and then walked back to his counter. Cloud opened the dressing room door again then stepped out. Tifa turned around then gasped. "Cloud! You look beautiful in that!" Tifa squeaked. Cloud grumbled and threw her the satin dress from before. "Sir, we'll buy it!"
"No, no, it's on me… I feel sorry for the lad'. Well I hope you guys have fun at the party, come back anytime," The old manager said. Tifa smiled and thanked him. Cloud quickly undressed out of the silk dress and followed Tifa to the next shop, undergarments.
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"Okay Cloud, we have your dress, wig, underwear ((giggle)), hair accessory, perfume, and make-up, I believe we're done." Tifa began. Cloud sighed and placed all of the shopping bags onto the floor of Tifa's living room. "Now is the time to get the plan memorized and perfected. Cloud, these are the police shifts, try and be there at that exact time, we can either go at an early shift or late shift, but I suggest the late shift."
Cloud nodded and read the times, it was either six or ten. "So, I go in there, distract the dudes, and kick their ass before they even knew what hit them." Tifa nodded and then handed him another sheet of paper.
"This is the layout of the building. I'll be here, when you knock them out walk casually to level two and wait for an elevator door to open. The elevator will be programmed, by me, to stop at the fourth level where you'll meet me. We then take it up to the top level and then exit, heading to—"
"Wait, wait Teef. Why the top level, it says here that the prison level is here, why not take the elevator there?" Tifa smiled and brought out another piece of paper.
"That is just the layout, but here is a blueprint of the actual structure, the prison levels aren't connected by the main elevators or stairs, but only by a secret one. And the secret one is at the main boss's room… this isn't as easy as it sound though," Tifa sighed. "We have to be in perfect sync, there might be a few guards and rooms that won't be locked down, so be on your guard."
"Okay, I get the gist of it. But… can I take off the dress and stuff as soon as I beat the heck out of the guards?" Cloud pleaded. Tifa smiled and shook her head.
"Nope, we have to be in sync… so maybe after we rescue Yuffie," Cloud's growled again then walked over to the couch.
"So what do you suppose we do until then… study?" Cloud asked raising the papers in the air. Tifa giggled and then followed his lead to the couch.
"If you want, but since you were in SOLDIER I'd think that you probably have the whole plan memorized now," Cloud nodded and then gave Tifa a smirk. Tifa smiled and then sat next to him. "What do you want to do? Sleep?" Tifa joked. Cloud grinned and put one of his muscular arms over Tifa's shoulders.
"Hmm… maybe…" Cloud muttered closing his eyes and leaning back. Tifa instantly blushed.
((Last night… when we… Cloud…)) Tifa thought making her face even redder.
"Yes?" Cloud asked opening one of his eyes and looking at the brunette next to him. Tifa blushed more and smiled.
((Did I say that out loud?)) Tifa growled. Cloud smiled at Tifa then pulled her close to him in a tight embrace.
9:59P.M. Turks P.S. ((Police Station))
"Hey Biggs! Our shift is over! Tell Jessie to get the boys for their next shift!"
"Alright Wedge! JESSIE! GO GET THE BOYS FOR THEIR SHIFT!" Biggs screamed.
"Alright, I have to check security again and then I'll get them!" A woman replied. Biggs and Wedge groaned and then got up from their comfortable chairs.
"You are your mechanical infatuation, Jessie! Just get them and—"
/DING/
All three of the guards instantly looked over to the front door and groaned. It was a woman, she had long blonde hair, green-blue eyes, a large and cute purse, a blue tight fitting dress and boobs to fill them in, her make-up was applied perfectly on her face, and her scent was the smell of flowers. The woman just looked… perfect. Biggs and Wedge stood flabbergasted and Jessie just glared at the woman.
"Um…" The woman began her voice was a little high pitched and young, but the two men ignored that and stared into her deep, deep eyes. Jessie just rolled her eyes and walked up to the blonde. "Ma'am, is this the Police Department?"
Jessie yet again rolled her eyes and then grabbed her hand. "Yes it is, can you please come with me and fill out some paperwork," The woman gave a confused look to the brown haired woman but then dismissed it.
Biggs and Wedge finally snapped out of their daze and followed Jessie. "Hey, hey, we can help her!" They both yelled. Jessie scoffed and then nodded.
"Fine, I'll get the guys for the shift," Jessie growled and stalked off. The blonde haired woman giggled and then began writing. Biggs and Wedge grinned and kept a good eye on her as she filled the papers out. The blonde woman looked up and winked at both of the men then motioned them to come close to her.
"Hey… umm… my name's Pricilla and what are yours?" Pricilla smiled. Both men grinned and answered.
"Biggs,"
"Wedge,"
"Huh?" Pricilla asked. Both of them men had answered at the same time making the woman unable to hear them.
"I'm Biggs… and this lump beside me is Wedge," Biggs answered as he covered his friend's mouth. Pricilla giggled then passed them the paper.
"Okay Biggs… why do I have to fill out this paper thing?" The men both laughed and grinned at her question.
"Well you did want to know if this was the Police Department… well that right there, Miss, is for your problems. You know you don't usually go to the Police Department just for ideal chat… or did you?" Biggs grinned. Pricilla frowned and then walked away from the two men.
"Maybe… but I just came here to tell you that…"
"I'm back… it seems like I can't find the men anywhere! Did we take double shifts again and you guys didn't tell me!" Jessie yelled as she busted through the door. Pricilla grinned and took her purse off.
"Whaddya mean?" Wedge asked the shorter girl.
"I mean that—" Jessie began "Biggs! Wedge!" Wedge looked at Jessie with a confused look but before Jessie could tell him, both of the men were knocked out. "You!"
"Hm, your turn," Pricilla grinned. Before Jessie could run away and warn the whole department, Pricilla, or Cloud Strife, quickly knocked her out with his purse. ((Damn, I'll never get on a girl's bad side as long as they have a purse ever again)) Cloud thought as he cleaned up the mess. ((Tifa already put them on lockdown… then why did I have to dress like a damned girl? I could have knocked them out even as a disguised man!))
Cloud followed Tifa's directions and ended up at the elevator. "Now it's time for me to change, thank Cetra," He stated as he entered the small room.
Tifa jumped down from the ceiling vent and grinned. By the time Cloud had entered the building Tifa had already put the place on lockdown mode. From up on the vents Tifa had watched the whole thing on her palm-pilot and saved it. ((Pricilla… Cloud that was great…)) Tifa thought. As she dusted herself off the elevator door opened showing a not amused Cloud standing there.
"Cloud, or shall I say Pricilla, that was a great performance," Tifa winked. "Need help with your wig?" Tifa giggled as she pressed the button for the top floor.
"Har, har, har," Cloud answered. His dress was placed neatly inside the small duffle bag and same with his other accessories only leaving him with the wig stuck on his hair. "Could you help me?"
Tifa giggled again then untangled the wig from his pointy hair. "Sorry Cloud, but I've always wanted to do that to you, since I was little… I guess I have weird taste after all," Tifa winked. Cloud smiled at his childhood friend and then hugged her.
"I'm grateful to be here with you Teef, so I forgive you," He whispered in her ear. Tifa blushed and then returned his hug.
((I… I love you Cloud… and after I get Yuffie back… I'll quit and tell you…)) Tifa thought as she began to let go. "Cloud, remember, not all of the building is on lockdown, so don't be surprised if you see any guards. If you do then you know what to do," Tifa reminded. Cloud nodded and let go of her. "Ready?"
/DING/
The elevator door opened and Tifa and Cloud suddenly stood stiff. There was a short blonde haired woman standing in front of the elevator with a gun in hand and a man beside her.
"Get out of there," The woman ordered. Tifa and Cloud nodded and walked carefully out of the elevator room. "Who are you… and why did you jam our systems?" She asked. Tifa glared at the woman but didn't reply. Cloud shook his head and crossed his arms. The man behind the blonde chuckled and placed his hand of the woman's shoulder making her place the gun down.
"I am Tseng of the Turks, head of this department, and this lovely woman beside me is Elena. Don't be fooled by her looks, she's really dangerous," Tseng explained in a calm, deep voice. Elena's cheeks turned light pink but then it instantly faded. "I am sorry, but I will not allow you to continue. Please unlock our systems and we will only let you go with minimal punishment, but if you do not… then we will take it by force," Tifa smiled at Tseng and then walked cautiously by him. Elena glared at Tifa and began to lift her gun but Tseng squeezed her shoulder lightly making her stop.
"Then…" Tifa whispered to them both, "to unlock your systems… you have to defeat me and my partner," At this Elena brought her gun up again but Tifa instantly swiped it from her grasp and pulled Elena into a joint lock. "The only way to unlock it is to take my mini computer… but you need a password also, if you successfully beat me then I will give you the password, but only if you grab my computer,"
Tseng closed his eyes and then smirked. "Agreed," he stated firmly. Tifa smiled and flipped Elena out of the joint lock. Elena landed hard on her back and Tseng glared at Tifa. Cloud frowned and placed his duffle bag down. "You will not get past me, prepare to lose,"
Tifa smirked and got into a fighting stance. "Hit me with all you got!"
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"Okay… it's been the hundredth I've done this already! Open already, damn it!" Yuffie growled. She had been trying to open the cell lock for hours but she hadn't any luck. "I've mastered breaking into computers, systems, secrets, and doors, but I can't even open a darn simple cell lock. This blows…" Yuffie growled. It took her only a couple of tries to pick lock her handcuffs but she eventually pried them off.
"Maybe you should quit," Vincent said from afar. Yuffie instantly shot her head up and backed away from the door. Yuffie stared into his blood red eyes in shock, he had been in a dark corner making him invisible, since he wore all black save for his headband, and had been watching her the whole time… the nerve. Yuffie recovered from her shock and glared into his empty eyes.
"Who's going to make me? You, Mister Vinnie the Vampire thing, ha, I doubt it!" Yuffie yelled. Vincent shook his head and walked up to Yuffie's cell cage.
"I don't make empty threats, Miss Kisaragi," Vincent replied coolly. Yuffie shivered unconsciously and then crossed her arms pouting.
"You don't scare me, Vinnie," Yuffie glared. Vincent looked at the teen one more time then walked out of her sight. "Damn him… the creep," The short haired woman whispered.
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Tifa growled in pain, Tseng had outsmarted her in every move she threw him and he had also out powered her. And what made matters worse was that Elena was beating the crap out of Cloud. No matter what, she had to keep her computer and rescue Yuffie, even if she had to pull all the stops.
Tseng grabbed Tifa's unguarded leg and threw her down to the floor and into the table's side. "Ahh!" Tifa screamed. Tseng let go of her leg and walked to Tifa.
"I'm sorry to say… but you lost," Tseng stated. Tifa growled and slowly, but painfully, lifted her head to see Cloud's condition, and like her, he was down.
A/N: Okay Lady Evelynn here, I wanted to add more to this chapter but right now I'm not in the mood to write a fight scene. There was going to be more detail-ness of Cloud's shopping but I was yet again lazy. I'm rushing this fic and I'm sorry, but I'm losing interest in this story day-by-day. Well thank-you for all that reviewed!
