I got quite the response for my last chapter, this one was supposed to be up sooner but I has the worse case of writer's block but I got over it so here's chapter six enjoy.
Chapter 6: Trapped Emotions
It was as if time had paused, Cloud lay frozen, his eyes would not blink, his feet would not move, his hands would not make their way to the door handle, how he had wished he could shut his eyes or turn away from what he was seeing, but no matter how hard he tried to get his body to move it would not, they were no longer responding to his brain signals but were frozen stiff, however he it was still sensitive as he felt his hair began to move and clothes lightly brush against his skin, there was a soft wind that was blowing against him towards the bar as if trying to help him to move to reach the door handle but had no effect. He felt his stomach cringe when he saw Vincent tighten his grip around her waist and she had her hands wrapped around his neck, she also tightened her grip as they deepened the kiss.
Cloud was tempted to tear down the door and rip him off of Tifa then slice him into tiny pieces, but soon he came to his senses, his limbs could once again receive the signals from his brain, since their eyes were closed, they didn't seem him through the transparent glass door, slowly he turned from the bar and faced Fenrir, he needed some time to think, leaving the front porch and climbing down the three steps in front Seventh Heaven he mounted his vehicle once more, making sure he was quiet he started the vehicle as quietly as possible and drove off.
Meanwhile inside the empty bar, both Vincent and Tifa were forced to break their passionate kiss. Tifa slowly backed away from him.
"You're a little more demanding today," He said somewhat tauntingly.
"It's just that I missed you," He replied before there was a slight curl on his lips.
"You saw me yesterday, it wasn't that long," The ruby-eyed maiden replied.
"It was for me," He finished.
Tifa smiled at him and went back behind the counter.
"What are you doing behind the counter when you haven't opened the bar today?" The dark-haired man asked.
"Oh I'm just preparing lunch for Denzel, Marlene and their friends, they'll be here shortly that's why I closed the bar today, I don't think my customers would like a bunch of ten year old running around like they own the place," Tifa explained.
"I understand maybe I should leave also," Vincent said taking a seat on a stool before the counter.
"And leave me all alone with all the children, I don't think so!" Tifa stated, "Besides you'll still get paid."
"I though Cloud was supposed to be back by now," Vincent observed.
"He was, but knowing him something probably caught his attention, he's like a small child, you know trying to act like an adult," The dark-haired female stated.
After her statement the red-caped man grew a bit uneasy about his next question, "Tifa, have you told him about us yet?" He asked.
Tifa immediately turned to face him, he turned away when she answered, "I haven't found the time yet, but I'll tell him soon," She said turning back to the stove.
Vincent got up from his seat and moved behind the counter until he was directly behind her, Tifa felt his warm hands wrap themselves around her, he wasn't wearing his golden gauntlet today she noted, she felt his lips by her ear then he spoke.
"I don't want you to feel as if I'm forcing you into this Tifa, I admire you a lot," He said.
Tifa smiled and turned to face him, "It's alright I'll tell him, you've let go of your past and I've got to do the same to mine," She said somberly.
Vincent held her tightly, her head rested on his shoulder, he could feel the tears soaking into his suit but he made no move to stop her, she lightly caressed her hair as she wept silently on him. He continued to hold her for a few more seconds but the couple soon broke apart when they heard the door open, as they turned their eyes to the entrance they saw Denzel, Marlene together with their three previous companions and two new ones. Tifa smiled at them quickly wiping away her tears to make it look as if she was never crying.
"Tifa is lunch ready?" Marlene asked.
Tifa nodded her head, "Why don't you go get the juice packs," She told the young girl, Marlene smiled brightly and ran off, mean while Denzel and his friends proceeded to take a seat by the counter.
Tifa turned to Vincent, "I should prepare their meals," She told him.
"Tifa why don't you come out with me tonight?" Vincent asked.
Tifa looked at him surprised, "What do you mean?" She asked him.
"I mean you can call Cloud and ask him to watch the kids, while we have a night for ourselves," Vincent explained.
"I'm not sure Cloud would agree with that, he's not good at supervising," Tifa countered.
"Tifa you both raise the kids, don't you think that he should share some responsibility?" Vincent asked rhetorically, "If he says no then make him understand."
Tifa smiled at him, "Okay I'll tell him, and where do you plan on taking me?" She asked.
Vincent smirked, "Just make sure you wear your best dress," He replied.
"Hey Tifa we're hungry," A young voice said.
Tifa suddenly realized she had forgotten about the children then quickly turned to acknowledge them and to serve them. She placed a plate before each of them after she finished Marlene came out with a serving tray carrying the juice boxes.
Vincent wasn't happy with what he just did, he had forced Tifa to confront Cloud and this would mean telling him and she had a date with him, he had wanted her to tell him since they first started getting romantically involved three months ago but she had never gotten the courage to, maybe a part of her still cared for him, but Vincent wasn't going to give up, during the past year that he had worked for Tifa he had completely fallen for her, he wasn't going to rush her into a relationship but he couldn't wait either and he didn't want Cloud to get in the way, at first he hadn't acted on his emotions, rather keeping them to himself but after dealing with the Deep Ground Soldiers he took his chance and to his surprise she accepted, this was probably because she was still in a fragile state and was looking for someone to comfort her, Cloud had tried and kept trying but after getting rejected by him she wanted to be comforted by someone who would love her and Vincent was just that person.
Cloud raced through the empty streets, unlike before the engine of Fenrir roared as it took off with a blaze of speed creating only a shadow to where it once was, he soon exited Edge and entered the wasteland surrounding Midgar, there weren't any monsters around for him to fight practically because he had already killed nearly all of them. There was a blanket of dust that formed behind the motorcycle as it sped through the desert. The sky overhead didn't have a single cloud and the golden sun shone down with all it's glory, with the speed at which the motorbike traveled it created a powerful wind that hit against his skin, it was days like this he loved riding, no troubles in the world, nothing in his was just an empty road before him, but unlike those times now his mind was in turmoil, after seeing both Tifa and Vincent he needed to relieve some stress.
So the bike came to a stop at an all to familiar location, it was over looking the wastelands and the city of Midgar. At the very tip of the edge of the cliff was a very large rusted sword planted into the brown earth, slowly the blue-eyed warrior approached it.
"I wish you were here to give me some advice," Cloud said, "I really need your help now."
As he spoke he spoke to the nothingness, his voice only went out into the air and his statements went without reply, still he proceeded to talk as if not expecting a response.
"It's Tifa," Cloud said, "I saw her with Vincent today, I should be bothered by it but it does.
Again there was nothing, just an empty silence.
"I remember almost one year ago Tifa tried to tell me how she felt, but I didn't give her time to finish, I told her that I could never return what she felt for me and that I think I belong with Aerith," Cloud explained.
At the end of his final comment a powerful wind picked up and blew against him hard, hitting the clothes violently against his skin and swaying his unruly hair.
"Relax, I didn't say that I loved her, because I don't," Cloud said, then the wind died down, "I mean maybe I do love her, but the love I have for her is the love the way a child loves his mother," He explained.
Before he could finish he heard his phone begin to ring, he quickly took it out and looked at the number, it belonged to the bar, he immediately answered.
"Cloud, it's Tifa," The voice said.
She didn't have to answer because he could tell it was her from the sound of her voice, he always could.
"Yeah, I'm here," He replied over the phone.
"Cloud I need you to come home early," Tifa stated.
"Is there any particular reason?" He asked.
"I have something very important to do and I need to stay with the kids," Tifa said.
This caught Cloud's attention, he knew how much Tifa liked leaving the children alone, he know how much she adored them, this 'something important' she has to do must have something to do with Vincent he speculated.
"Tifa, is anything the matter?" He asked.
"No I just need you to come home as soon as possible," She replied before hanging up.
To Be Continued…
Next chapter Vincent and Tifa go for a night out, how will Cloud respond to this? Well that's chapter six, I'd like to thank all who read this story and all who reviewed, and if you think that the plot twist in the last chapter was the only one I still have others but they'll come later, I'll try to update faster. And remember feel free to leave a review.
Till Next Time...