CHAPTER 17

Johnny closed the door of the practice room, "I'll take you home."

"You don't need to. I'll be fine," Marlene smiled. "But… I need to get my books from Reno. That means that I am still going to your house…"

"Is that true? Or… You're just stating a lie?" she grinned.

"Hey… I am telling the truth. When did I tell a lie to you?" he chuckled, "Let's go now."

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"I'm home," Marlene said when they've reached their home.

"I'm glad you're here now," Professor Barret welcomed her.

"Papa, I'm with Johnny."

Johnny entered their house, "Good evening, sir," he bowed at him. "Johnny… It's nice to see you again. Are you here to check my inventions?" Professor Barret smiled at him.

Johnny looked at Marlene then back to Professor Barret, "I would love to see your inventions, sir."

He chuckled, "Come inside now. Let me show you my latest work."

He entered inside and sat at the living room.

"Papa, where are the others?" Marlene looked around.

"They went somewhere… I think they ate outside…" he answered without looking at her, "Here, take a look at this, Johnny…"

"Oh… I'll just wash the laundry, papa…" she went upstairs.

Marlene first got her clothes. It's not that plenty because she likes washing her clothes after using it. The next clothes she got were the boys' clothes. She pulled out Vincent's favourite shirt and a note was attached to it.

"Huh? What's this?" she opened the note and read it.

"Marlene~ Please don't wash this clothes, okay? Let Denzel wash this thing! :D Thank you! -Vincent"

She tilted her head and looked closely at the shirt. It was sticky because of the bubble tea. She smiled and put it in the laundry box, *I'm sorry, Vincent… But, I can't let your Denzel wash this. I don't want him to get tired…*

Lastly, she entered Professor Barret's room. Lots of his clothes were white long blazers. She kept on putting his clothes on the laundry box when five empty small tubes and one filled with a fluid rolled on the floor from one of his blazers. She took it and went downstairs along with the laundry box.

"Papa, I saw these on one of your blazers," she put it down on the desk. Professor Barret just looked at it. "Is that an experiment?" she asked.

He nodded, "That's one of my latest experiments I've used to the boys last time."

"Last time?" she tilted her head.

"When we went to the bar… I think that experiment was successful!" he smiled.

"How?" her eyebrows met, "Elaborate, please…"

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The café went closed from open. Tifa stretched her arms and rested her head on the wall. She looked at Yuffie, who kept on laughing, 'You're dead to me later…' she pouted.

"You look so tired…" smiling Denzel approached her. She looked at him and smiled weakly, "This day is very tiring! Lots of customers came," she wiped her sweats, "The cakes are almost gone…"

He chuckled, "Is this the first time that it happened?"

She nodded, "Maybe you are a lucky charm…" she giggled. "Maybe?" he tilted his head and they both laughed.

"By the way… I'm Denzel," he offered a hand shake. "Tifa," she smiled and shook hands with him.

Unexpectedly, his phone rang. "Hey…" he answered it quickly.

"Can you go home now? I need to talk to you with the other guys…" Marlene said on the other line.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes… There is… Come home now, quick. It's all about the girl at the bar."

"You mean Tifa?"

Tifa looked at him with a worried face. Denzel looked at her telling that it was nothing.

"Tifa?" Marlene whispered, "You know her?"

He excused himself and went not far from Tifa, "I am with her right now…"

Marlene felt a little bit jealous, "Can you let her come with you?"

"I'm not really sure what's going on, but is it really urgent?"

"Yes. Please just go home now. And, bring her with you," she hang up. He did the same, too, and looked at Tifa.

"I heard my name…" she frowned.

He smiled and walked towards her, "Can you come with me?"

"Where?"

"In our house…"

Her eyes popped out, "But… Why?"

Denzel sighed, "We will know if you come with me…"

"But…" she looked down.

"Please?" he smiled like an angel again.

'Who can resist to you if you smiled like that?' she sighed, "Okay…"

"Thank you…" he smiled and went to Rufus and others, "Hey… Let's go home now."

"So fast! But, I am still not talking to Pifa…" Vincent pouted.

"Don't worry… She'll come with us."

"For real?" he stood up. Denzel nodded.

"But, why?" Rufus asked him.

"It's hard to answer right now, but we will know when we get to our house."

"That's strange…" Reno pinched his eyebrows.

"Let's go home now!" Vincent raised his hands freely to the air, "I'm excited!"

"What's so exciting about that?" Cloud rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come with us, as well, tiny girl," he pulled Yuffie's sleeves. "What for, giant boy?" she raised an eyebrow.

"I just want you to come with us, please?" he surprisingly hugged her making her face turned red.

"Sephiroth, you should come with us, too! And, Aerith, too!" Reno tugged Sephiroth shirt.

"But, we're not going to do anything there…" Sephiroth smiled.

"I want to be with you more! Please?" Reno pouted.

"Alright… Why don't you all come with us, instead? Let's eat dinner there…" Denzel suggested.

"You heard that, tiny girl! Let's eat dinner there. Marlene is a great chef!" Vincent ruffled Yuffie's hair.

"Hey!" she slapped his hand, "Stop messing up my hair!"

"I'll stop messing your hair if you come with us, deal?"

She looked at him, "Fine," she sighed. "Great!" he hugged him once more.

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While waiting outside for Yuffie and Tifa to change their clothes, Denzel thought deeply.

"Denzel…" Cloud elbowed him. Denzel looked at him, "Oh, hey…"

"Is something wrong?" he raised his eyebrows.

He sighed and looked down, "Yeah, there is… I wonder why…"

"What do you mean by that? Why did you let her come with us?"

"It is because Marlene said so…"

"Marlene?"

"When Marlene knew that we are with her, she told me that we should let her come with us…"

"Why?"

"And, that… I cannot answer that…"

"Woah. You, both, took so long!" Vincent crossed his arms as soon as the two girls came outside the store.

"Well… I am very sorry, giant boy, if we took so long," Yuffie rolled her eyes. Vincent stuck his tongue out to her and went closer to Tifa.

"Hi, Pifa. My name is Vincent. It's nice to meet you again," he grinned and stretched out his hand to her.

Tifa smiled, "Actually… It's Tifa," she giggled, "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Vincent …" she shook hands with him.

"Mr. Vincent? That's too formal… Just call me Vincent…"

She nodded while smiling. "Let's go now," Denzel said and walked first.

While all of them were walking, Tifa was just looking down and yawned. Then, someone covered her mouth. "Hey!" she removed the hand and looked at that person irritatingly.

"I told you to cover your mouth when you are yawning," Cloud told her.

"I forgot… I'm sorry," she pouted and looked down again.

"Are you okay?" he went closer to her.

"What do you think?"

"It'll be fine, don't worry…" he patted her head.

"I hope so…" she sighed