Reno strolled into Seventh Heaven, eager for a relaxing night of booze and babes. He had just finished a tough week-long assignment, and seriously needed to unwind. Sitting down in the stool he had long ago claimed as his, he smiled at the three women. "Hey Tifa, could I have the usual please?" he asked her, and when she went to the taps to pour him a beer, he looked at Aerith and Yuffie. "Hey girls, how's it hanging?" Aerith and Yuffie blushed and their eyes involuntarily glanced at his crotch before looking down at the floor, remembering how well-hung he was. "Cat got your tongue?" he asked when they didn't reply.

"We're...fine." Aerith eventually squeaked. Reno just stared at the both of them for a moment, then shrugged and focused on Tifa.

"Mind pouring me two of those, Tifa?" he asked her.

"Why?" Tifa wanted to know, not happy that Reno picked today to show up again, his very presence was distracting, especially when she was expecting Cloud. "Just finish your first one and I'll refill it."

"It's not for me. It's for whichever woman gets the privilege of my company tonight." he explained with a mischievous grin.

As Tifa put the first beer in front of him, her eyes caught sight of his half-buttoned shirt, teasing her with the glimpse of his bare chest, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was as firm as it looked. She was close enough that if she just moved her hand she could touch him and find out...her hand started to move from the mug to his shirt when she got a hold of herself and snatched it away to pour the second beer. "Hojo!" she muttered to herself, trying to focus on the disgusting older man's body to dispel the unwilling fascination Reno's body held for her. "Here's your beer!" Tifa snapped at Reno, nearly slamming the second beer next to the first before hurrying to her office.

"What's with her?" Reno inquired of Aerith and Yuffie.

"Cloud's coming home." was all they would say.

As soon as Reno left with his latest conquest, Yuffie and Aerith went to Tifa's office and knocked on the door. "It's okay, he's gone." they told her through the door.

Tifa carefully opened the door just enough to look out and confirm the coast was clear, and then she casually walked back to her usual station behind the bar like nothing was wrong.

"How...how much does Cloud's body look like Reno's?" Yuffie blurted out. She felt guilty for asking, but the question had surfaced in her head after the art class, and she told herself it was just because Tifa was the only one of them who had sex, after all her old crush on Cloud had switched to Vincent when she found out that Cloud and Tifa were together...sort of.

"There's no comparison." Tifa frowned, not wanting to think about naked Reno anymore. "Cloud is my soulmate, that's what matters. And he's quite fit, obviously. What you see is what you get." Tifa announced, signaling an end to the uncomfortable discussion.

"Is everything alright, dear? Would you like more wine?" Tifa asked Cloud later that night as they ate dinner by candlelight, with classical music playing softly in the background.

"Uh, no more wine, thanks." Cloud felt horribly uncomfortable at the lengths Tifa had gone to, in what she obviously hoped would be a night of romance. She was beautiful, her hair pulled back with jeweled clips, showing off the smooth lines of her neck, and she wore an elegant blue dress that matched his eyes, the neckline tastefully accentuating her well-formed breasts. Any man would be very happy to have the heart of such a woman, but Cloud just felt...tired. "I think I'm full now."

"Would you like to dance then?" she smiled at him.

"I'm just going to take a shower and go to bed." Cloud replied, then got up and went to the bathroom.

Tifa's smile quavered as she watched him leave the table, and faded entirely as she stood up herself and blew the candles out.

"What...what did you do to our beds?" Cloud asked as he walked into their bedroom and saw them pushed together.

"Feng shui." Tifa answered as she lay in bed wearing her new silk lace lingerie, hoping her last ditch effort would work. Everyone else, except for Yuffie and Aerith was having sex, even Mrs. Beasley had no trouble, why couldn't she have the same luck with the man she loved?

"What's that?" Cloud reluctantly got into his bed.

"It's a special way to arrange your living space to make your life better." Tifa replied. She really didn't know much about it, but it was a better excuse than saying she was desperate for her happily ever after with Cloud. "I missed you." she told him, smiling again as she turned over onto to her side and started to caress his chest.

"I'm...I'm just really exhausted, Tifa." Cloud told her regretfully before turning away from her.

Tifa just lay there staring at his back for a long time, before she hid her face in her pillow to muffle her sobs as she cried herself to sleep.