A/N: I am so incredibly sorry for not updating this story. School has been hectic, I've had heaps of assignments, well not really, like 3, but with all the hwk, it feels like a million. I've gotta study this and study that, then i was sick for a while, so had to catch up on everything. life is tough. I dont even want to imagine what univerisity would be like lol. Thank you all for being ever so patient with me.

Funny how love is never easy to describe in words. How you could feel love, see it, express it, yet not explain it. It was like a thin sheet of paper, a particle made from one thing to another. Life was like a flower, in which love was the honey. It was the pain, the laughter, the happiness and sadness. Love brought together all emotions and linked it as one. Love was life.

Friends were friends, lovers were different. Their friendship were more, not just a loyalty or being truthful. Lovers were those who had the ability to see into a heart that is not theirs and feel something no one could ever make them feel. Love, was beyond words, it was the cloud that could be seen yet not feel, the scent we cannot see yet we breath, the wind we feel yet not see.

Water dropped down from the heavens, it trickled down onto the pavement. The cement that was dry from endless days of dull and mid sun like days. The heat had taken its role in being the most dreadful season of all time. Winter had snow, just like summer had the heat.

Cloud had Tifa, just like the darkness had its light.

He was the laughter in her sadness.

The moon in her night.

The smile in her joy.The sun that brought daylight

He watched her as she smiled to her customers. He heard her laugh and her comment as she passed the pint of beer to a customer. She was the beauty in a flower, like the core in the world. She was the happiness in his soul, and at the same time, the agonizing pain. She balanced him.

He remembered waking up beside her for the first time. He held her that night. He held her close and protected her from the world. Love was what he felt for the first time. He didn't know how wonderful it really was, but know he knew, and never would he let it go. She was worth more than any treasure. If he had to go to every end of the world, he would. He would do it, for her.

For Tifa.

A soft touch on his hand awoke him from his dreamy glance at his lover. He glance down and saw Michi sitting there. The child smiled wearily, and looked back onto the road where the cars drove up and down.

"Mister, why do you stare at her all the time?" Michi asked quietly.

A good question was one that left a soul to ponder in an endless silence. Where the mind reaches out for all possibilities of answering yet at the end of the day, it still remains unanswerable. An answer is what we take, what we are given to satisfy ones curiousness. Curiousness was the key to the question.

"I.."

'love?'

Questions of love, wanting to love, needing to love, already in love. His mind spun in different directions. He loved her, yes he did, but why couldn't he answer the question. Was she more than just his lover, a friend maybe. More than that, beauty? Was it her laugh? Her smile?

He looked at the child with a curious expression on his face. He too wanted to know why, but yet he didn't know. Was it possible to do something and yet not know why you did it? And no matter how much you ask yourself and think about it, there seems to be no answer.

'beauty?'

In each passing second Michi's eyes began to stare deeper into his soul, almost to the peak where he himself was lost in the child's eyes. Like a twirling madness of nothing, and yet it kept pulling itself to his mind. It was beginning to take him over slowly edge by edge.

He was losing all consciousness, the world around him began turning black and the only thing that remained in focus, was Michi's eyes.

His mind screamed out to him, to look away from those eyes. But he couldn't move. It was as though as if his soul was pinned down to the floor and his arms paralyzed in the motion. At the side of his eyes he didn't see the street of Midgar anymore. He saw darkness and Michi sitting there. Those eyes.

"Cloud.."

White dot of white came through those eyes as it pulled him closer and closer. Was it taking over him? Was this the end? Not even Seripoth had this power to draw near to him. What was this child?

"..Cloud.."

"Cloud!" The voice shouted louder this time.

He blinked away the darkness and saw her.

"Tifa?" he whispered.

He continued blinking away those eyes and saw hers instead.

"You okay?" she asked, brushing his hair back from his eyes.

The bed, he was sleeping, lying down? Was that just a dream?

"Wha.." he looked around the room. The door was shut, and his bare chest exposed to the daylight.

She looked at him worriedly, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"It was all a dream," he mumbled.

"You seemed to be having a nightmare, everything okay?"

He nodded, "I dreamt of Michi."

"What about him?" she asked.

"I can't remember," he answered.

She stared at him for a moment before standing up. "Well hurry up, their all about to leave," she smiled, "Yuffie wouldn't let me come wake you up, but she went to get something so I sneaked away," she bent down and pressed a kiss at his lips.

"I love you," he said softly to her.

She nodded, "I know, I love you too."

He smiled, "You better go back downstairs before Yuffie throws a fit," he said.

"Okay, hurry up will you," she rolled her eyes. "Or I'll start calling you slowpoke," she closed the door and silence yet again took over the room.

He sat up, dragging the blankets with him. 'Why do you stare at her all the time?'

He touched his head, rubbing his temples. "I love her, is that the answer?"

'No.'

He knew that voice, it was her voice.

'You're not alone now right?'

'Yeah, I'm not alone.'

'Good, because neither is Tifa.'

'Isn't that perfect? Love links two people, it makes them one.'

'Now that Cloud,' the voice was manlier, lower, it sounded like Zac's. 'That's perfection.'

That's it folks. I've enjoyed writing, as well as reading all your wonderful reviews. I hope you enjoyed reading. And if you have time, do check out stories by Ironic Ending, his works are awesomeness. : )