A/N: Disclaimer: I do not in anyway shape or form own FFVII at all. However, this story came into mind and I want to dedicate it to both my Partner DeadlyDragon12, because he's my partner. And to my friend Pinksisa because her birthday is August 17 ( I think ). Anyway, enjoy this story of pure Cloti, filled with steamy action later. If you have a good imagination and a weak stomach, don't read. You've been warned.

One's Soul, is another's Profit

Dameon Lockhart was screaming on the house phone, his voice peircing through Tifa's ears.

" I want to know why the hell you thought it was ok to ...to...sell those...those ' things ' to people! Their dangerous! "

" Well sir, if you would like we can have authorities come by and take him off your hands, giving you full price of what you payed " a woman's cool and collect tone said from the other side of the phone.

" Take him away? I want to kill him! "

" Oh, you can't do that sir ".

" And why the fuck not! "

" He's a very rare species and must be protected even if dangerous. We will send someone by to come and get him...someone will drop by around this evening. Thank you sir Lockhart, have a nice day " a dial tone was heard from the other line. Lockhart slammed the phone down on its hook, grumbling.

" Have to protect him my ass...its cause he's worth so much. I should just sell him, he did bid pretty well, and fast. He should go even faster with those new horns and such " he grumbled again and sat down in his chair. Tifa leaned against the inside of her room door, hearing every word that was passed between whoever was on the phone and her father. It wasn't right, she came on to him, he shouldn't be the one getting punished. But then again, they weren't going to listen to her as she was kept locked up in the confines of her bedroom. She was literally locked there, windows barricaded, door under lock and key. Cloud was kept outside in one of their horse stables. Chained up inside, why did that seem familar. She looked at her windows, they had wooden boards over them, not hard to break. But it would be noisey. She tapped her fingers against her lips as she plotted how to escape. Looking around her room she searched her drawers first, dragging out a black cotten sleeveless shirt with a black vest with sleeves. The dark pans had pockets and chains, as well as long fabric that covered one leg. She had these clothes for him awhile back. But never got to give them to him. She planned on doing that once they reached a month of having him in their house, well, there goes that dream. Tifa then turned on her stereo before turning it on full blast of angry music, her way of showing her parents that she hated what they were doing. She knew they'd ignore it. Whoever was coming would be here soon, it was already evening, and when people said evening, they meant around eight. It was sevenish now, the pale moon shining. Balling up her fists she opened her window and let it fly, braking through the boards. Her music would cover that sound. Quietly she snuck out, a bundle of clothes in her hand. Crawling across the ground she made it to where she suspected he was kept. Getting to her feet, she dusted herself off before peeking into a crack on the side of the wall. Yep, he was in there, staring at her prized horse. The horse stared back at him, non blinking. Cloud's eyes narrowed as he continued staring, before blinking and smiling. The horse whinnied what sounded like...laughter. Tifa unlocked the door and slipped in, causing him to look up and the horse to sway. She picked the key off the wall and sprinted towards him. Using the key she unlocked his multiple cuffs.

" Ok, someone's coming to take you away and probably put you in captivity. Here... " she forced the clothes into his hands, " I need you to get far far away from here...but promise me you'll I'll see you again " Tifa forced a sad smile. Cloud blinked at her before smiling, a real smile, not a smirk.

" I guess there is still one good human in this world ".

" You promise me? "

" No ".

" Wha...what? But...but why? "

" Because coming back here will be to dangerous for me. However, when you go in the forest, past the haunting trees, you'll come to a clearing with a stream. I'll be there in three days time...you come see me " Cloud stood up and rubbed his wrists. She turned as he began to get dressed. After a few seconds his arms wrapped around her waist securely. He nuzzled his her hair gently before saying quietly.

" Your father can't protect you from who your nature tells you to be... ".

" Huh? I don't understand ".

" You will in three days ". Tifa turned around in his arms, her eyes beaming up at him. Her hands cupped his cheek before going on her tip toes and placing a kiss on his lips. Cloud entwined his fingers in her hair and tilted her head back, further fusing their lips together. His tongue danced with her's for its final time in a few days. Slowly, they broke away, stepping back from one another. Tifa looked him over one final time before her eyebrows furrowed together.

" You look... "

" Good right? "

" Human...well yes...but human " she tilted her head to the side as his horns seemed to have disappeared as well as his tail. She knew that his wings were folded underneath his shirt. He smirked.

" Neat trick huh? " he ruffled his hair before squinting, his horns seeming to spring back up. They had been lying flat against his head, his golden spikes camoflauging them.

" What about your ugh...tail ? " she asked with a blush. Cloud lifted his shirt, she saw what looked like a tattoo of a dragons tail around his hips. It suddenly moved and twisted around. He put his shirt back down and straightend it.

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A woman with short dark hair walked up to the Lockhart's front door. She wore a black tie around her forhead, as well as an extremely small frame. She wore a dark shirt with a vest and shorts with high tie sneaker boots. Her dark eyes nearly glowed with her complexion. Though she wasn't smiling, there was something cheerful to her. He raised a clenched fist to the oak door before lightly tapping it. She waited patiently with her hands behind her back. Lockhart opened the door and looked down at her with disgust.

" They sent a little girl to handle this? I'm I the laughing stock of the city or something! "

" Never judge a book by its cover sir " the girl grinned sarcasticly.

" Whatever...whats your name little girl " it wasn't a question, it was a demand.

" Sir, you do not rule me. Therefore, I will not tolerate your demands of such rudeness ".

" You will while your on my property ".

" If you wish me to help you, then ask respectfully ".

" Why you little... " he began to grumble and curse at her. The girl merely folded her arms and watched him in silence. Janet Lockhart came up behind her husband and smiled at the girl.

" Hello dear. May I ask, what is your name? "

" Yuffie " the girl replied with a bright smile.

" Well, Yuffie, please come in ".

" Thank you but no, I have my job to do...where is the Anthro? "

" He in the back ".

" Thanks " Yuffie manuvered around the house to where her assignment was contained. She walked over to the stable and opened the door before shutting it behind her. The daughter of the house jumped and was immediately on her toes, turning swiftly and ready to attack. Yuffie caught her fist easily, a little to easily. She sighed and looked up.

" You have a knack for getting in trouble Cloud, and I'm tired of breaking you out of it " she smirked. Cloud looked up at her before smirking back.

" More than half those times were your fault my kniving little fox friend ".

" Won't deny that...now lets hurry up and get out of here, those real people coming to get you will be here soon ".

" Wait...your a fox? " Tifa interrupted, she had felt a tad bit jealous that she knew Cloud. Yuffie winked, showing canines.

" Pure blooded baby " she responded proudly. Cloud rolled his eyes.

" Yeah, pure blooded thief ".

" Its called Stealth, Cloud. Don't blame me that I have that gift " Yuffie folded her arms.

" Where's...umm ... " Tifa wasn't sure how to ask. Yuffie tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.

" Never mind...go...I hear voices ".

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" What are we doing in the city? " Yuffie asked Cloud as they continued to walk down a few empty alleyways.

" Looking for something...someone really " Cloud huffed, his eyes scanning all around. Yuffie rolled her eyes and continued walking next to him. They were acting like normal people, walking around Midgar as though it were no big deal. Yuffie had gotten a few of those ' special ' glances from pigs and pervs on the sides of the streets, while some women tried to seduce Cloud with their battering eyelashes. Cloud scowled on the inside, but managed a charming smile on the outside, before pretending to take Yuffie's hand and keeping her close.

" Humans freaking you out huh? "

" Yeah...what about you? "

" If I had your strength I would tear out every single pair of eyes looking at you and I...for Tifa's sake " Yuffie winked up at him. Cloud flashed his fangs as if to say " shut it ". She laughed then her eyes narrowed and grew angry. Cloud raised an eyebrow as she quickly turned and snatched the wrist that was halfway submerged into her pocket. The pickpocket froze on the spot, his untrusting face looking at her in fear.

" You wanna get your hand out of my pocket, fucker! " Yuffie pulled on the wrist hard before shoving him back, letting him stumble and then fall to the ground. The commotion caused many passerbys to stop and stare. Cloud closed his eyes and relaxed for but a moment before kneeling to the ground and offering a hand to help the thief up. The thief wasn't convinced, so Cloud forcefully took his and made him get up. But when the thief was on his feet, Cloud still didn't let go. The man tried to struggle, making Cloud clamp on tighter. The man whimpered in pain, but Cloud paid no attention.

" Empty your free hand " he hissed, squeezing his hand until he heard a few fingers crack in half. The man's other hand slowly retracted and opened, letting a few of the objects that had been in both their pockets to fall on the floor. Dragon scales, fox claws, and a bit of fox fur. All worthful in the eyes of those who studied witchcraft or made materia. It was how they planned on paying for a few items, because it hurt like a bitch to re-pull them from one another. Yuffie picked the objects from the ground before stuffing them back into her pockets. Cloud leaned close to the man's face before baring his fangs.

" Unless you want us to cause a really gorey scene, you'd best leave without much noise ". The man, shaking and trembling with fear, ran as far away from them as soon as Cloud let go, cradling his broken hand like an infant. Cloud snuffed, his eyes turning a misty green. He looked up towards the sky, the cloud calling out to him, to join them. He sighed, he knew it would be unwise to fly in the city not just because of people, but it would give away his location, and Vincent would be angry. Not that Vincent was his boss anyway. He held his hand out to Yuffie, and she took it as the two ran down the street frantically. Cloud stopped, causing a delay reaction from Yuffie. He had found who he was looking for. Zack leaned against a wall, a collar chained to his neck and tied to a steel pole. His master seemed to be on a carnival ride that was taking place only a few blocks away. Cloud ran up to him, and because his eyes were closed, Zack didn't know it was him. But his sense of smell certainly made him jump. Opening the icey blue he smiled.

" And here I thought I'd never see your scaley ass ever again ". Cloud smiled at the remark as his claws lengthend and cut through the chain as if it were tissue paper. He and Yuffie removed the collar and the three of them ran away from the carnival.

" So where's our first stop for using this stuff? " Yuffie asked, her hand patting her pocket. Cloud shifted his gaze to Zack, and Zack nodded before showing them into an abondend alley. They slowed to a walk, giving the appearence that they were tired, but it had in reality not affected them in anyway. An old dirty man sat at what seemed like a deadend, a wizend wooden staff in his grimy fingers.

" Hey old man. We need a passage to the undergrounds, for safe passage into the ' Wolf's Layer '. Any problems with that? " Zack asked, his ears fixing on any slight sounds for alarm. The old man looked up, his eyes yellow, as a cracked cough escaped his lips.

" Heh heh...trying to return home eh pup? Well, thats what I'm here for...but you do know its not cheap, especially if your going to smuggle to different races in...one rare and one normal " he held out his greedy hands, which Yuffie placed the contents of her pocket in his fingers. He examined the scales and claws before pocketing them and moving out of the way. He tapped four times on a particular stone with the chipped end of the staff, before an opening appeared. The three snuck in within a blink of an eye, not that anyone was watching or anything.

-+-+

Tifa sat at the foot of her bed, her windows and door barricaded, for " her own good ". Her knees were held to her chest, thanks to her arms. Her forehead leaned against the knee caps, as her eyes drifted up and down the length of the wall. Screaming for freedom would prove useless, and fighting the jail like room wouldn't work either. She closed her eyes, her heart pounding in her head. For once she did something she wanted to, not allowing someone else to control her life. She wanted to help him, so she did. Just like she wanted to help the she-wolf she saw earlier. She defended herself in that alley, and she wanted freedom. Why shouldn't she have it! It was her right damn it! She felt like a caged beast, her thoughts becoming angrier and more hate filled as she thought about what she deserved. She had always been a good person, never asking for those friends, never asking to be raped, never asking for such demanding parents, never asking for such a poor lifestyle. She would rather live in poverty, as long as she was happy and her parents didn't look at her as though she were an object. Tifa clenched her fists until her nails bit into her palms, creating moon cresents. Her eyes narrowed until they were slits.

" LET ME OUT OF HERE! " she screamed, her voice echoing across their home. But of course her parents ignored her. She growled to herself then stopped. She had growled? She looked down at her hands, which were now bleeding, her nails had lengthend dangerously for human standards. She flexed them and looked at the more clearly, thats right, Cloud said she had dragon's blood? Not sure of what type though, it didn't matter. She walked up to her door and let a kick fly into it, letting wood chips fly in all directions. Her mother screamed and got into a feedle position on the ground, while her father tried to stop her from doing anything else " dangerous to her ". She laughed.

" You have no idea what kind of danger I've been in while you were so wrapped around making money. I make the rules for my life, and my first rule is, I decide what I do next ".

A/N: ...I'm not sure how to apologize for not updating. But here's a shot at it. School fucking suxs, and I get so much damn hw its hard to keep up. I now own the FFV11 game, but have yet to play it because of my business. And if I do play it, I will end up ignoring my stories again. So, I'll wait till I finish this and Life's Tough. Then write a Cloti with experience on the game. Please review, Cloud's aweful mad at me for not setting up any steamy action with Tifa, and I'm sure you are to. Hey, birthcontrol doesn't come easy for Tifa, I understand, looking at Cloud and unable to do anything...+drool+...umm...review