AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys! I know I said I'd be done before the new year, but man my life got a bit hectic recently with relatives from abroad coming over and the new year parties and arrrrgh! Anyway as promised here is the new chapter! Hope y'all enjoy it. I've actually had some new inspiration that I've wanted to include in this fic so we might go on for a few more before we see the end of Strange Clouds. So thank you to all my reviewers and even those who favourited and followed, please drop a review if you have the time, it makes me update faster! Anyway enjoy!
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"Wow, don't take this the wrong way, but daaaaaaaaaaaamn."
Cloud grumbled angrily at Aerith's delight. He stood wearing a long dress of some vile purplish-blue material. It turned out Big Brother's wig was a spikey blonde contraption that flowed past his shoulders like some weird 80's mullet, that he had hurried braided into pig-tails and tied the ends with red ribbons.
"Girl, you look fabulous!" The dressmaker said happily.
Cloud gave him a thunderous glare in response.
Undetered, the dressmaker pranced happily around the room. "My finest work! I feel it running through me, inspiration has returned!" He shouted triumphantly.
Cloud was just about to tell him where he could stick his inspiration along with his measuring stick when Aerith, sensing the look on Cloud's face hurriedly ushered him out of the shop.
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"Well! I'm back!" Aerith said brightly as the two reached the guard at Corneo's mansion.
"About time too!" The guard grumbled. "Well who is that?!"
Cloud felt himself blushing as the guard scrutinized him.
"Well certainly worth the wait!" The guard exclaimed. "She is cute! I dunno how the Don's gonna choose between the three he has tonight!"
"So can we get in?" Cloud demanded.
The guard looked at him in surprise.
"Excuse my friend, she has a throat infection," Aerith said quickly to cover Cloud's voice. "It makes her voice sound funny!" She was smiling, but she gave Cloud a rather painful elbow in the ribs.
Cloud managed to twist his face into what he hoped was an innocent simper. Judging by the guard's hungry expression, it seemed to be working.
The guard stepped aside and allowed them to pass. As they passed Cloud heard him mutter, "I wonder if the Don will let me has his leftovers," under his breath.
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Cloud blinked in surprise. Who designed this place? Dr Seuss? Garish colours were spattered across the room as if it was spray-painted with a machine gun.
To Cloud it looked as if Don Corneo was trying to impress with expensive, but tasteless decor.
A butler appeared and hurriedly rushed them up a grand staircase. Cloud caught a fleeting glance of a gold door that undoubtably led to the master bedroom, before the butler rushed them into a side room on the left.
He pushed the door open to reveal a stone room that looked like a medievel dungeon. Stone walls glittered in the faint light of several candles and a roaring fire in the grate on the lower floor.
He inched over to the stone stairway and glanced over. He felt Aerith's arm on his. For all her bravado, it was clear to him that she was nervous.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm not gonna just stand in the doorway like a voyeur!" Cloud said impatiently.
Aerith nodded nervously and reluctantly loosened her hold on him.
"We need to find Tifa," he said more gently, to an obviously hurt Aerith. "I'm gonna look down there."
Aerith nodded again and watched as Cloud began his trip down.
On the way, Cloud, unused to walking in high heels, as well as a long dress, found the walk rather trying. He was about halfway down before he tripped over the hem of his skirt and tumbled down the steps.
The young woman who had been staring intently into the fire whipped her head around in alarm as the gigantic yellow and purple ball rolled onto the carpet near her feet.
Sky-blue eyes looked up at her through the mass of blonde spikes. "Hi Tifa. Sorry I'm late!"
Tifa frowned. "I'm sorry but-"
The rest of her reply was cut out by a laugh. Tifa's eyes widened as Aerith pranced happily down the stairs giggling uncontrollably at the mass on the floor.
"Hey Tifa!" She said brightly, her green eyes shining through tears of mirth. "I think you've gained a whole lot more respect for women now! Not so easy walking in heels is it?"
"Aerith what are you doing here?" Tifa had set aside her bewilderment for the time being.
"We're here to rescue you!" Aerith said, as though it was the most obvious thing on earth.
"Rescue me? Why? And who is this?" Tifa said indicating the woman.
Aerith raised an eyebrow. "We saw you getting pulled up here and figured you were in trouble! So we had to come help you!"
Tifa looked outraged. "I didn't need rescuing! And who the fuck is this?"
The woman on the floor had stood up and smoothed herself off.
"This is..." Aerith's reply was interupted by a fit of giggles.
"Glad to see you recognise me! And I'm fine by the way thanks for asking!" She grumbled in an abnormaly deep voice.
Tifa looked at her in confusion, scrutinising the woman, before her ruby eyes widened so much they looked in danger of popping clean out of her face.
"Cloud?!"
"Bingo! We have a winner!" Cloud grumped.
"Quit being such a drama queen!" Aerith snapped, looking quite pleased at her pun.
"What are you two doing here? Why is Cloud dressed like woman? I'm not in any trouble! Oh fuck!" Tifa cried out in frustration.
"Well first of all, I'm dressed up as a woman because that was the only way I could get in this hellhole. And second of all why are you here if you aren't in any trouble?" Cloud demanded.
"I don't have time for this right now!" Tifa said in frustration. "Look you two need to get out of here now!"
At that moment the door above opened. The butler stood in the threshold, the bright light from the passage momentarily dazzling the three.
"The Don is ready for you ladies, this way," he motioned for them to follow him.
The "ladies" had no choice but to follow.
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Don Corneo liked to think that despite his old age and "bits of chubb" as he put it, he was still a reasonably attractive man.
Sure his once golden curls (anyone who took a glance at his eyebrows would know he was actually dark haired) were now missing completely from the top of his head. And he had attempted to grow a beard to hid the graying skin on his cheeks. Unfortunately his already short physique was now even more impaired by his roly-poly appearance. He resembled nothing so much as a bloated blonde beachball these days. His impressive girth had the buttons of his expensive shirt ready to pop out with the speed of a bullet.
There was only one muscle of his body that was excersised regularly and that muscle was...nevermind.
Although he was a still a monster undercover (bad pun), he was too lethargic to actively seek woman to play with, he had devised an ingenius (by both his and his lackey's standards) to effectively deal with this problem.
Each night his goons would scour Midgar in search of three women, they would be brought before him and he would select from the three which would be his "Bride" for the night.
He had seen some lovely women in his life, both in his younger and recent days, but the Don had not expected what awaited him this night.
Three of the most beautiful women stood before him. The Don nearly leapt on top of his desk in eager anticipation. He leaned on his arms, drool running freely from his greasy jowls as he stared. All three very different but lovely nonetheless.
The one on his right had a long mane of curly brown locks and green eyes, wearing a red and pink dress that enhanced her pure (Don was already preparing to change that) otherwordly, aura.
The other woman had hair reaching past her waist, of the purest black. She had a lovely face that while stunningly beautiful contrasted with the softer features of the first girl. She wore a soft lavender dress that stopped midway down her thighs, and what amazing thighs they were. Her bosom was the largest Corneo had ever seen.
It was the lady standing in the centre of the crowd that held Corneo's attention the most. She had an unusual spikey blonde hair that framed her face. Sharp cheekbones and soft lips, with sky-blue eyes set the Don's already faulty heart racing.
"Here are three ladies chosen tonight!" His attendant said, but Corneo barely heard the words, owing partially to a large build up of earwax.
The three stood impassively.
"Ooooooh what delightful young women I have this night!" Corneo yipped, as he hopped from around his desk. It was amazing what arousal could do even for a man that was staring cardiac arrest in the face.
"Which one of you will join me tonight?" He said approaching them. "Oh don't be shy," he said mistaking the look of disgust the black-haired woman gave him for shame, as he stared her up and down.
"Tonight, you're fantasy comes alive!" He boomed happily, inspecting the woman in pink. She giggled.
He went over to the blonde girl. He moved to inspect her face, she jerked it to the right, he turned that way too, only for her to swing the other way.
He moved back to the centre. "The girl I choose tonight will be..."
He abruptly turned back to the women.
"You! You're my bride for tonight!"
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: sorry for the cliffy! Its obvious who's gonna get picked, kinda like it was in the game too. So what the hell is going on here? Why is Tifa with the Don? And who will he choose as his bride? Find out next time on... Strange Clouds!
I've always wanted to say that! This chapters a lot more descriptive hey? I've been reading a bunch of epic fantasy novels like Dragonlance and Legend of Drizzt recently so the style has rubbed off on me haha. I would recommend those books to everyone even its not your genre!
So please read and review and PS someone suggest a new summary the current one sucks so bad its outta breath!
