Please remember that the opinions expressed in this chapter belong to Yuffie and not me, lol! I seemed to have misplaced Angsty Yuffie so you'll have to make do with Slightly Mischevious Yuffie.
Disclaimer: SquareEnix owns the recognisable bits.
Yuffie.
Sweet: sweet taste or quality; sweetness; pleasing or agreeable; delightful; dear; beloved; precious.
It was kinda sweet.
The way Cloud followed Tifa everywhere.
The way he watched her every move.
Sweet… or perhaps a little creepy.
But this was Cloud and that just kinda summed him up.
Sweet… or perhaps a little creepy.
Still, it was sweet, the way he couldn't take his eyes of Tifa.
Ever since she'd come back, Cloud had been her constant companion.
Whether she wanted him to be or not.
Sweet or not, it was beginning to get on Yuffie's wick.
And what was worse, Tifa didn't seem to care.
Even when Cloud followed two steps behind her everywhere she went, Tifa just smiled.
Yuffie couldn't take it anymore.
When Cloud followed Tifa right up to the door of the bathroom, she snapped.
"For gawd's sake Cloud, she's not going to flush herself down the toilet! Give her some breathing space."
She then had the pleasure of watching Cloud turn a brilliant shade of red and Tifa hastily cover a smile with her hand.
She grinned to herself as she started to turn away.
"Unless… you're planning on going in there with her?"
This time, they both turned red… or redder in Cloud's case.