Twilight
"So how did shopping go?" I'm flipping through the newspaper. The new highway in Junon is finally supposed to be open, and that will cut down delivery times exponentially to that area.
Tifa blushes radiantly, resting her pen against her lips. "Great. Yuffie's freaking out, as usual."
I shrug. That's a given.
Tifa's got a notepad up against her knees, curled up on the couch beside of me. Every now and then she reaches out and pinches me with her big toe. It's like a bloody crab is sitting next to me... a freaking cute ass crab with a great tush.
"I've started making a list of guests... I figured you want to keep it small... I mean, I do. You do still want a small wedding, right?" She glances at me from across the couch.
I raise an eyebrow. I mean, how many people do I know that she doesn't know? And still, how many of that selected few would I actually want to invite?
She puts the pen to the notepad. "That's what I thought..." she mutters. "Obviously Denzel and Marlene are going to be the ring bearer and flower girl respectively. You stlil need to pick a best man."
"Have you choosen a maid of honor yet?"
She narrows her eyes crossly. "That's beside the point." She jabs the pen at me menacingly. "I asked you first."
"I'll...choose soon."
She smiles, and pinches me with her toes again. "Let's see...we should definitely invite..."
This whole notepad is like the planner to our entire wedding. She and Yuffie have stapled and taped magazine clippings, fabric samples, napkins, invitations, envelopes, and wax flowers(obviously they'll be fresh for the wedding...they just want to keep track of what they like) all into the pages of the notepad. It looks like a nest of all things wedding...-ly.
Some pages are forbidden to me i.e. the pages about the ...dress. Hell, they've got me excited with all the secrecy they have around these specially marked pages. Red pen, not black.
Currently Tifa is holding a black pen. Black means Cloud friendly. Red means if you catch Cloud even glancing at this page whilst across the other room beat the ever lasting crap out of him.
Or so Yuffie says.
I mean, don't get me wrong. There isn't alot of red ink pages. Tifa's trying to keep me as involved in the planning as possible. Unlike Cid, who just threw all wedding suggestions at Shera. I mean, Cid doesn't want to plan a wedding, not even his own. That's just not Cid...
Don't think that I'm not manly though, just cause I want to have a say in my wedding and how it goes. I don't think that's too much of pansy behavior.
I'm happy with the small contributions I make... Tifa is letting me take care of the tuxedo stuff. She said it was all up to me, though I secretly think she hired Yuffie to stay on my ass the entire time. Yuffie, I believe, is the only person who has a complete vision of this wedding since she's stalking me about tuxedos and Tifa about every thing else which kinda pisses me off.
Well, Yuffie just pisses me off...
There has to be some way... some how I can embarass Yuffie at my wedding. It's only fitting since she delivered the news of the dreaded kilt. That's the third time a woman has told me I needed to wear a dress of some kind for a friend... The skilt incident...well, that was close enough to a dress and if I remember correctly Tifa threatened me bodily harm. the other obvious one being for Tifa at Don Corneo's. Aerith always was a genius...
Yeah... those were the good old days...
I mean...well, not exactly. I don't consider cross dressing a good old day... nor chasing around a mass murderer... but the people... they were...
Ahem... well, moving on...
I can't embarass Cid...I mean, I could force Cid to be the only one to wear a kilt to the wedding, but, he might do that anyways... I should ban him from wearing the kilt... and anyways... as much crap as Cid gives me, Yuffie gives me tenfold. Yuffie...is like... the spawn of all darkness. She is the root of all evil and I need to think of a way to make her pay for what she's done to me over the years. But... it's not like telling her to wear a kilt to my wedding will do much good. A kilt is practically a dress, and she'll do anything to show off her legs... especially if Reno is there-
WAIT. STOP. Why the hell did I even just think that? That's ridiculous. I mean, why in the world would Reno even be considered to be invited to our wedding?
"And I guess if we invite him, it would be awfully rude not to invite the rest of them..."
My eyes snap up from the paper. "The rest of who?"
Tifa blinks, frowning. "The Turks. Weren't you listening?"
Uh. No.
"We're inviting the Turks?"
"Yeah, and Rufus."
"Rufus?"
"Well, it would be rude to invite Reno and them and then not invite Rufus-
"Why are we inviting Reno?"
"Cloud!" Tifa's eyes are wide. "Because...Yuffie is dating Reno now. It's only fitting that we should invite her boyfriend."
It's only fitting that we should murder her boyfriend and his boss.
"Oh..." Do you not remember what happened the last time I saw Reno? I broke his nose with the door and that was on my birthday when he was trying to give me a card and be nice. I don't think the preacher will take to kindly to me inflicting bodily harm on our wedding guests. And I know I really won't take kindly to a wedding guest hitting on my bride. I mean, he might not even get drunk before he hits on her. Yuffie will probably be standing right beside of him too, laughing and being like, 'O M G (yes, she would actually just say the letters) Reno, stop! You are so-o funny. He's such a flirt.' All the while Reno is oogling Tifa in a wedding dress.
...it doesn't matter. I'm not inviting him anyways.
And if we do, I'll just break his nose with the church's door.
"You can't hurt him this time."
Damn...I forgot she can read my mind.
"But...what if...they break up between now and then?" Since when were they a declared couple? I thought Reno was playing Yuffie! That was the only way I'd ever have respect for that man and he just went and blew it! I respect anyone who can even slightly torment Yuffie.
"I don't think that's going to happen..." Tifa says, flipping a page in her notepad.
And why not?! "Really?"
"Yeah...well, according to Yuffie she's been blabbing to Reno about all the wedding plans...and that kinda is what got them on the boyfriend/girlfriend track."
They aren't getting married are they?!
"Though, I have to say that neither one of them strike me as a serious couple sort. I can never see Yuffie getting married, Reno or whoever."
Mr. I'm-not-really-a-vampire-just-manic-depressive. Hehehehe.
"Why are you smiling?"
"No reason."
She grins mischeviously. "Are you that excited about Reno coming to the wedding?"
I glare.
She laughs. "Come on Cloud...be a sport. Think about it...if I don't do this, when Yuffie gets married she won't invite you to the wedding. She'll just invite me."
"You just said you could never see her getting married." And who said I'd want to go to her wedding anyways? I feel sorry for the poor soul that gets locked to her with a gold band. She'll probably get a tracking device placed in it so she can find him when he runs for his life.
Scratch that... maybe she and Reno should get married.
Evil thoughts are wrong...but oh so right.
"Cloud."
"Sorry."
She tilts her head to the side. "Is it really that bad for you?"
I sigh, putting the paper down. "We just...don't get along." That's the understatement of the century.
She frowns. "Well, couldn't you at least try?"
I have tried! Well...maybe... not really... But... I mean...how do you exactly expect me to get along with this guy? He's insane! I hate him.
She sighs, and turns her head away. Her forehead furrows in concentration.
Wait... what are we doing here?
Why are we sitting on this couch debating about wedding guests? Shut up... we still have like a month. Get over it.
The kids aren't here... we're alone. Why are we just sitting here?
I toss the paper on the coffee table and stand. "Come on."
She looks up at me. "What?"
I sigh. Sometimes she's slow.
...or maybe I should just work on my comunication skills.
"Up." I hold my hand down to her.
"Where are we going?" she asks cautiously. She takes my hand slowly and I pull her up.
"Out."
"Will you use more than one word in your sentences? And where to?" She follows me as we walk through the kitchen.
She should be used to my one word sentences by now. "'Come on' had two words." I open the garage door and head towards Fenrir.
"Cloud..." she growls, and stops.
I turn to face her, frowning. Now she's got me brooding...she should feel guilty.
Fenrir is lonely and needs a sexy woman to sit on him. That's where we're going. ...her hands are on her hips, though. I probably shouldn't say anything that involves the word 'sexy' right now. Be romantic... be be romantic!
Yes I do have to chant a cheer to be romantic... how else am I to subtract my manliness willingly?
"Just trust me, okay?" I swing my leg over Fenrir, and hold my hand out to her again.
She sighs and rolls her eyes before taking my hand and climbing on behind me. I hand her back her goggles...yes, I officialy bought her a new pair of goggles for this purpose only... too bad they haven't gotten much use yet. She straps them over her eyes, and grins goofily at me. I start Fenrir, and roll out of the garage slowly.
There is no hesitation as her arms wrap around my waist and no surprised jump from me; even still, I let my hand linger on hers before gunning it out in traffic.
I think it's hard to believe it all sort of started out this way...riding away from Seventh Heaven one night for a picnic...granted the only food I've got on Fenrir tonight is a granola bar and a bottle of water, but still. Me and Tifa are getting ready to get married, and we haven't had a lot of alone time lately. There's always something with the bar, or my job, or the wedding, or the kids, or our freaking insane ass friends... alone time is few and far between, and I have had hardly any time to really take Tifa out in the first place.
The bitter wind is starting to bite into my shoulders... twilight is here, and I can see the small pinpoints in the sky starting to appear. I should've brought a coat... there might be a blanket in Fenrir somewhere...
She sighs when we roll to a stop, seeing where we are... the same clearing we had our first date on. Oh yeah, I can be romantic bitches.
I rub my arms, and neither of us move from Fenrir though. She squeezes my waist tighter, feeling how tense my shoulders are.
She kisses my shoulder. "What is it, Cloud?" she asks, resting her chin on my shoulder.
I don't look at her... of course it is I, Mr. Anti-social of the century that drags her out her on a freezing night cause I can't talk about anything without putting fifty miles between me and the nearest stranger... or close friend... I'm sure you can figure out who I'm talking about...
I hold her hands in mine, and stare at her ring. "I think... ... ... ..."
Long pauses suit me... Shut up! Don't make fun of me!
"You think..." she coaxes, pressing her nose into my ear.
Yeah, that's going to help me think straight.
Not.
"I think...I haven't picked a best man because my best friend is dead." I say slowly.
Woot! I got it all out in one try!
Man this is a crappy thing to be talking about, and no, I do not have mood swings in my head.
She sighs, and presses her forehead into my back. "Oh Cloud..."
Great...now I've depressed her and myself. This is why I try not to open my big freaking idiotic mouth.
She laces her fingers with mine. "I was hoping it wasn't that...but...I guess I knew."
I knew she was a psychic.
"I kind of understand... we lost a lot of friends... you know. After...it began in Nibelhiem I had a hard time trusting people. I never had really any close friends until I met Barret and Marlene. It was still hard for me to trust them...because of my naiive trust I had as a girl. I did make close friends, but I lost a lot of those too...and it wasn't until after I saw how everyone had my back, and protected me when we were on our journey fighting together that I truly trusted them. I envy you because you were able to trust someone enough that they became your best friend."
My head raises at this... I never thought...anyone would ever envy me for anything I was. Maybe for something I had... like the kids, or Tifa, or our friends... even our house or my damn sexy bike...but never for who I was, or had been able to do. I had trusted Zack, and it got me through one of the toughest times in my life. He was an easy person to trust... he never broke a promise...
Well, there was one...
"That probably didn't sound right..." Tifa says, more to herself than me. I allow a small, sad smirk. "I think...well, I know I lost a close person to me...who might've been my best friend, but at that time I wasn't able to make that judgement."
"Mmm."
She sniffs, and puts her cheek againt my shoulder blade. "You know what, though?"
"What?" I glance over my shoulder at her. She's smiling, keeping the tears from falling.
"You're my best friend now. I don't doubt that, not one bit. I don't think I could if I tried."
I smile. "Yeah?"
"Mmm hmm." She grins, nodding her head.
"Are you sure? Cause I can be a pretty nasty guy."
"I don't think you're as bad as you think you are... you're a big softie under it all." She pokes me in the side.
"Ouch."
She giggles. "That's not necessairily a bad thing."
I squeeze her hand, facing forward again. After a moment I find my voice...I can't believe I'm saying this.
"Reno can come."
"Really?" I hear the astonishment in her voice.
I nod my head swiftly. "Yes. It doesn't matter who is there or who isn't there... it isn't about them. It's about us..." I look at our hands again. "Besides...they'll be watching."
"Yes... they will."
I turn my head, and look her in the eye. My neck is about to break, but I manage to lean in and kiss her full on the lips.
First uninterupted kiss in for FREAKING ever... well, maybe not that long, but it sure feels like it.
She sighs against my mouth. "Do you want to go?" I ask her.
"No... I want to watch the stars a little longer... with you."
I grin.
'GO CLOUD YOU DAWG'
For fuck's sake he's like a child!
A/N: Snarky Zack... I love him. Hello my lovlies! Prepare for a super long A/N... SERIOUSLY I HAVE ANNOUNCEMENTS. Good news first.
Anime Expo WAS AWESOME. I had such a blast running around as Tifa... it was so much fun, cept i tripped on my cape running through the hotel and got MAD carpet burn... I figured out how to run in it after that. TIFA WAS DOWN but she got back up. I was surprised so many people asked me for a picture...I must have done her some justice. Yay! Unfortunately, my goal (this is slightly bad news) of taking a picture with 20 hot clouds and zacks did not come true (cry for me people) there really weren't that many clouds and zacks there (and not all of them were male (not that I have anything against that I just didn't want the Fems (although one made a really good cloud (and no Cloud does not look like a woman in the first place)))) Ahem... unfortunately I didn't see anyone (well, I might have saw you but not know you) from here! Weep... ah well, hopefully I'll go again next year and see somebody. I'll post some pictures somewhere as soon as I get them... my friend has them
Avatar came to an end the other night (I'm assuming some of you have heard of this little show) I personally did not enjoy the hunky dory ending, but it is nickolodeon, and that couldn't even say katara's mom died. They had to say she was GONE and they weren't taking prisioners! Oh wait, it's a kids show...my bad! Ahem... I'm really not a fan of kataang (or what ever the hell it is) I like Zutara (is that right? dont kill me!) but I detest absolutely with a passion Zuko's girlfriend Mae... like seriously...she strikes me as a bad write in Mary-Sue... I'm sorry, I said it but that's what I think. I hope I didn't offend anyone. And I also hope Zuko and Katara have a love child. SCANDAL
In other unfortunate news, we recently had to put down my dog... which was a reason for the delay. Thank you for all the condolences, and good wishes. He was 14 years old, and led a full life. He will be missed greatly.
And finally, I'm probably going to ruin your day with this Diaries will end...
Can you guess when?
After the wedding. I'm sorry to announce this as this has been my favorite story to write by far, and I love everyone's reviews, and appreciate the support...but my brain is running low for fuel of this, and there are other stories I want to work on. Plus I've never been married (THANK GOD that hasn't happened yet) so I feel like that experience will come in due time. Maybe six years down the road when I've found my hubby, I'll do a sequel to diaries about marriage. If you're truly faithful (and if I am too) you'll stick around for that. No I do not know how many chapters it will be before it ends (cuz I never right the chapters out) but I haven an EPIC ending planned...like seriously... IT WILL ROCK YOUR WORLD. I hope.
Till next time my loves! Don't kill me yet! Wait till I finish the story at least!
OMG this was 2700 words before I wrote this...now it's like...3300 I'm sorry XD