Sup, readers! The upcoming Rokushi fluff is dedicated to awesomefanficlova. And I apologize in advance to all the Cloti shippers. This will not be a good chapter for Mr. and Mrs. Cloud Strife.

Chapter 25

Roxas~

"Hehlll-lloooo!" A voice sang.

...mom..? I thought.

"Hello? Hooray!" The voice cheered.

"An angel?" I croaked.

The voice giggled.

I opened my eyes, but all I saw was light. It was actually really beautiful. Soft blues and whites swirled around. There was a blackish smudge above me.

Am I dead? If an angel's talking to me, am I in...

"Heaven?"

My vision sharpened and I saw Xion's face. She was upside down for some reason.

"Hehe, not quite." She smiled widely.

I discovered the reason Xion seemed upside down was because I was leaning against the side of her bed. My shirt had ridden up and my back was exposed to the freezing metal frame.

I remembered coming home (um...) from the cemetery, sneaking past Tifa and Cloud, who were having a very one-sided argument in the living room, tiptoeing into Xion's room and, finally, falling asleep next to Xion.

...I didn't mean to say it like that..

"Did you know you drool when you sleep?" She wondered, her eyes sparkling with a childish light.

"Ack!" I clamped my hand over my mouth.

"Hehe, don't worry. It's cute."

Xion looks like an angel. I thought. Then I started blushing.

If I turned any redder, every lobster restaurant within a ten-mile radius would be after me.

Suddenly, we heard a yell. We rushed to the door.

~x~

Third person~

Tifa stormed out of her room, fake-leather suitcase in hand.

"Tifa...?" Cloud asked. He was standing in the middle of the living room.

"I'm leaving!" She announced, her voice edged with fury.

"What?" Cloud wondered if he'd heard correctly. Tifa was leaving? Why? Sure she had been mad at him the last few days but...it had been over little things. And...they made up afterword, right?

"What's wrong?" He tried.

She stomped up to him until they were nearly nose-to-nose.

"I'm sick!" She snapped.

Cloud felt a jolt.

"W-what do you mean?" Did she have cancer? Was she going to die in a few days? Is that why she's leaving?

"I'm sick of you." Tifa growled in a low voice.

"...what?" Now Cloud was just confused.

"I'M SICK OF YOU!" She screamed.

Tifa stalked towards the door. Cloud streaked forward and wrapped her in his arms.

"Don't leave..." He pleaded into her hair.

Tifa jerked herself from his grasp. She turned and shoved him hard, but Cloud didn't even stagger.

"Ugh!" She screeched, probably angry Cloud didn't fall.

She threw open the door, stormed outside and slammed it hard.

A wind was pushed in, causing Cloud's insane spikes to wave.

All the air in his body evaporated. He looked into the hall.

"You two can come out now." He mumbled.

Xion and Roxas crept sheepishly out from Xion's bedroom.

Xion sprinted forward and hugged her dad.

"Dad...what-what happened?" She whimpered, her voice a little muffled by his coat.

"..."

Cloud, being the awkward thirty-something year old he was, sort of stroked her hair in a somewhat confused fashion.

Roxas watched numbly from the hall. He felt terrible.

He couldn't believe Tifa just up and left. Why?

Then, upon seeing Cloud and Xion in the act of family self-pity and love, Roxas felt a weird-but-familier emotion:

Envy.

Roxas was jealous of Xion. She still had a father who loved her. Roxas was alone. He would never be hugged by his mother, never play video games with his father, never be teased by Kairi.

Yes, his family had been killed a while ago, but this whole "would never..." thing was just hitting him.

He reached up and gripped his silver necklace.

He had to hold on to something.

~x~

Squall~

I was standing in total blackness. A white light created a halo around me.

Suddenly, a boy (fifteen or so) ran up to me, terror in his wide blue eyes.

The boy had out-of-control brown hair and an innocence that surrounded him. The light caused him to glow.

"Dad!" The boy gasped. "You've gotta help me!"

Dad...? Was this...?

"Sora?" I murmured.

"Help!" He begged, tears puddled at the corners of his eyes.

Then, a wall of...of...energy slammed between us.

"Dad!" He screamed and pounded on the invisible barrier.

"Sora..." I whispered.

Suddenly, she appeared.

She smiled at me. She took a fistful of Sora's hair and yanked him to the ground.

"No..." I mumbled.

She sank next to him, smiling that deranged grin that was etched on the inside of my eyelids.

Sora turned and tried to crawl away. She laughed joyfully and chased after him.

He has a chance...he does! I thought.

That was before she snaked her hand around Sora's ankle.

"No." This can't be happening.

She lurched forward and grasped his hands. Sora tried to pull away but she was too strong. The girl lay next to him.

"No, please..." I begged, pressing my palms to the wall.

The blonde reached out to touch his face. Sora screamed when her hand made contact, blood began pouring much too fast from the wound.

She laughed like a child receiving a gift on Christmas.

The girl dragged her nails down his arms.

"Dad!" Sora screamed. Tears streamed down his face. "Help me!"

I looked down to make sure I myself wasn't bleeding, I felt some terrible pain.

Then, she tore at his neck. "NO!" I shouted.

I beat at the wall, trying desperately to get to my son.

The girl, that girl! She leaned down to his chest. Then she stood and clasped her hands behind her back. She smiled sweetly and skipped away, her sandals thumping on the floor.

The wall evaporated. I was kneeling by Sora in an instant.

"Sora!" I cried.

He turned towards me. "D..dad..." He murmured.

I held his head, which was bleeding from the wound on his cheek.

"No...no..." I repeated, terrified.

Then, the light in his eyes started to fade.

He smiled faintly, then closed his eyes.

"Sora...no.." I mumbled.

~x~

"Sora!" I screamed, sitting up.

Oh.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, a sudden pain pounding in my head.

"I'm...loosing my mind." I decided.

X

How was that?

Zigbon-Lol. That's all I can say.

X-blade205-Thanks!

Oh and I know Squall was very OOC, but in the game he didn't have a son he hasn't seen in fifteen years get murdered in front of him. And it's my story the characters can be OOC if I want them to! :P

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