Fan Fiction Tifa's Dreams - An FFVII Fanfic | {AU} - [M]

[Kandy-Sugar]

Chapter 1: Thinking

Location: Seventh Heaven

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Time: 11:00 pm Thursday​

Tifa’s POV:

The days seemed to be getting longer…and the nights seemed to be getting colder. I dunno…maybe it was just me.

Yeah I had a job…I had friends…very close and special friends at that. I had a home…I had clothes and food. My life was almost complete. Note that I said ‘almost complete’.

I mean I was twenty-one years old and never had I been in a relationship with a man. The closest I had ever gotten to the opposite sex was a few years ago…and it wasn’t pretty. The love and want had been there…but only from me. Yes, I, Tifa Lockheart ‘was’ in love with a man who had no feelings whatsoever towards me.

SLAM!

I came down hard onto the counter with a bottle in hand. With my eyes shut tightly and my head hung low, allowing the long never-ending tresses of chocolate brown hair to fall downwards around my face, I forced myself to erase that memory completely. I refused to let myself think of that…that…

I looked up and opened my eyes to stare around at the quiet and completely vacant bar. There was nothing that I could say or do to forget him…and cursing at him was not going to make my life any easier. The feelings that I may have felt for him…and the ones that still may exist somewhere underneath my skin…they would always be with me…reminding me of that night…when those cobalt, depressed looking eyes glared at me so…

I felt a shiver run up and down my spine at the thought of it. I could still see those eyes. They were impressed within my memory and would never leave. They would stare at me every time I closed my eyes when I went to sleep. They haunted me…
I should have never…

Knock, knock, knock…

Smash!

I heard someone at the door and it startled me, causing the bottle to slip from my alarmed fingers and break into tiny shards all over the recently mopped floor.

I groaned, knowing that I would have to stay down here and clean it all up. I was only minutes away from heading upstairs to a nice long, warm bath as well.

Forcing myself to try and find a bright side to the situation…which was actually quite hard considering the circumstances…I rested my forehead in my right hand which was propped up by my elbow on the counter and called out, “I’m closed…read the sign.”

No answer came and I assumed that whoever it was had taken the hint and left. But just as I bent down to start collecting the broken pieces of glass, I heard yet another knock.

This time I was not so polite and practically yelled from my spot on the floor, “I said I’m closed…what part of that is not registering through your thick skull?”

“Excuse me?” came a familiar voice.

It was then that I knew exactly who it was…and I instantly regretted losing my temper.

I stood up and left my position from behind the counter and began to walk towards the door, looking through the peephole just to make sure it was who I thought it was.

Yep…no mistaking that voice…it could only belong to a certain red-haired male who constantly got on my nerves…not intentionally though. He just always seemed to be there with his lame humour, annoying me at the wrong time. And right now was no exception.

I opened the door slowly, allowing a soft breeze to greet my skin, sending the smallest of goose bumps to run up my bare forearms.

“Yes…what is it now?” I questioned, noting that I sounded rather uncouth as I said these words.

He however was so used to this that he didn’t pay any attention to my crudeness and simply said, “Uh I left my house keys here tonight I think…I got home and realised that I didn’t have them on me. Did you…” he trailed off, as I flung a shiny set of keys at him from out of my back pocket.

He caught them skillfully…like he had done every other night he came here…well at least every third night he came here anyway.

“Had too much to drink again and forgot them did you?” I said mockingly, as I leant on the side of the door, folding my arms and raising an eyebrow at him.

“Yeah I must’ve.” He said, as he flashed me that stupid grin he always seemed to grace his lips with.

“You know…I’ve always wondered…how is it you get home in a car completely drunk, without ever causing an accident and then when you come back here you’re completely sober?” I queried, as I watched his face slightly blush from embarrassment.

I knew that he was never drunk and he always seemed to have a perfect excuse for coming back after hours. Even if he always used the same pretext.

“Yuffie’s not here tonight…she’s at training.” I said after a few moments of dead silence between us.

Yuffie Kisaragi had been my closest friend for a few years now.

The look he gave me was so childlike. It was as if his favourite toy had just broken.

His grin left his face and he reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a bunch of squashed flowers and handed them to me.

I gave him a confused look and before I could say anything he said, “They’re for Yuffie…can you give them to her for me?”

I looked down at the bruised petals and then stared back up at him sceptically, “You know…flowers are best carried by hand.”

He nodded and then said, “Yeah I know…but…”

I nodded and finished for him, “But a man such as yourself couldn’t be seen holding a few daisy’s could he?”

“Hey I have a reputation.” He said in defence, as he raised an eyebrow shrewdly.

I smiled at his playful ways and said, “I’ll make sure she gets them.”

I was about to turn around and head back inside but then something came to mind. I whirled around and said, “Reno…you know, Yuffie is my best friend…I’d hate to see her heart broken.”

He stared at me…but this time his expression was serious and meaningful as he said, “I know that…and I don’t want to hurt her ever. She means the world to me.”

For a moment I just stood there and drifted into a dreamland and imagined that instead of this fiery red head standing before me, it would be a spiky blonde, saying exactly the same thing, except about me.

“Tifa…hey…you okay?” came his voice, as I snapped back into reality.

I nodded and blinked a few times before playing with the yellow and white flower petals, trying to admire their beauty and take my mind of everything. But these petals were bruised…the life they once had was gone. They were now hurt and soon they would die.

“I’ll make sure she gets them.” I said once again in a whisper, not realising that I had repeated myself.

“You know Tifa…I could always try to get in touch with…” he began, only to be cut off by me once more.

“You know, it’s late…I have a large job to do before I go to bed, so goodnight.” I said, knowing exactly where his conversation was headed.

I flashed him a quick and meaningless smile and headed back inside, closing the door slowly behind me.

I walked in a daze over to the counter once more, gently stroking the petals, as if trying to comfort them from their pain. As I reached the counter I stepped behind it and opened a cabinet at the back, and pulled out a small vase. I placed the flowers delicately on the bench and began to fill the vase with water from the sink.

My mind began to wander again, as I waited for it to fill. I seemed to stare off into space and just think of nothing…if that was possible.

Suddenly I felt the cold water gently trickling over my hands in tiny streams, all the way down to my fingertips.

I broke away from my thoughts, turned the tap off and poured out a bit of water from the vase so that it wasn’t overflowing. I brought it over to the bench and picked up the flowers by the stems and placed them into the vase.

Small puddles of water sat around the base of the vase on the solid wood surface and reflected the light from the ceiling, straight into my eyes.

I tilted my head to the side a bit to avoid the painful glare. The flowers drooped and I knew that they looked unattractive…but to Yuffie they would mean the world because they came from Reno.

Besides it’s the thought that counts and the meaning behind the gesture. The looks were just a small bonus.

But then if Reno had of thrown away his pride for half a minute, then maybe they would have looked at least half decent.

Suddenly I heard the chime of the church clock. I listened carefully to see what the time was. A few minutes later I sighed as the eleventh hour sounded through the streets, and echoed throughout the bar.

Yeah it was a little early to close a bar…but tonight was different. Not many people were around this late…especially when they would be arising early for the arrival of the new recruits.

It was a group of men who worked for a force named ‘SOLDIER’. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was all about, but I distinctly remember Yuffie telling me once that if she wasn’t a girl she’d sign up for it in a minute.

I guess it was because she loved to workout and practice her martial arts. I myself knew a fair bit about the art. Well…I guess a little more then a bit. I had been training since I was seven years old. I loved it. I had however stopped when I turned nineteen and began to work at the bar.

But I still practised in my spare time. It was more of a hobby now.

Anyway getting back on track. I had seen in the papers that the force was the most deadly human alliance that ever walked. I wasn’t too sure about that…but I wasn’t one to speculate. I knew nothing of these people. Except that they were coming to Midgar in order to check the town out for any sign of this guy called Kadaj.

There had been a few articles on him in the papers but I never had the time or will to read anything about it.

I turned back towards the bar floor and began to pick up the broken glass once more.


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Location: Tifa’s Bathroom

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Time: 11:45 pm Thursday
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Tifa’s POV:

I now stood in my bathroom in my bathrobe about forty-five minutes later. It had taken me at least thirty minutes to collect all of the glass…well most of it anyway…and then I had to mop the floor again just in case.

Stupid me though…I forgot to put on some gloves to protect my hands. I now had at least a dozen cuts all over my palms. I had removed all of the small, sparkling devils from my hands and now all that was left were tiny gashes.

I stood at my hand basin at the back of the bathroom…slowly and carefully bathing my palms in warm salty water. It wasn’t as painful as I thought it would be.

Once I had done that I turned to my long awaited bath on my right. It was so warm that I could practically see the steam rising from the waters surface.

I closed my eyes serenely as I removed my robe and slipped my right foot into the pool of comfort. A tingling sensation shot up my leg and thigh, causing me to shiver in a good way.

I then held onto the sides of the bath as I lowered my other foot into the tub and let my body sink into the lavender scented water.

“Mmm…” I trailed off, feeling sleep beckoning me to visit it.

I accepted the invitation without another thought and that was how I stayed for a while.


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Location: Tifa’s Bathroom

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Time: Early Morning Friday
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Tifa’s POV:

“Hey are you alive in there?”

I jolted from the voice coming from the other side of the door and forced my eyes to open. My vision was blurry and for the first time in a while, I had actually been able to sleep peacefully.

“Yeah…I think so.” I groaned sleepily, as I began to leave the bath.

I was so tired. I must have slept for at least two hours. I looked down at my fingers and noticed how wrinkled they were.

Either I’ve slept for a few decades and I’m now at least sixty years old…or I’ve yet again allowed myself to sleep endless hours in the bath…knowing that I’d have gross looking skin when I got out.

The latter was more likely.

“Hey whose flowers are these?” Yuffie asked in excitement.

It was obvious that she knew whose flowers they were. I could just picture her eyes glistening with happy tears and her nose being tickled by the petite petals, as she buried it within them, trying to take in the scent.

I thought that I’d be mean and put her out of her happy mood for a second, for interrupting my bath session and said, “Oh…they’re mine.”

I knew that right now her face had left the bouquet…if you could call it a bouquet…and her eyes were just staring blankly ahead at the door in front of her, as if trying to see me and show me her most confused look.

But hey…what if they were for me? Couldn’t that be a possibility?

I was just kidding around of course and wasn’t even troubled by the idea of never once in my life receiving flowers from someone other then my father, who had sent some to me on my twenty-first birthday from who knows where?

“But who would send you flowers?” came her truly confused voice, which was quickly ended with a small gasp, as if realising the fault in her words.

“I mean…I didn’t mean that Teef…sorry.” She said in a rush…clearly feeling worse then she sounded.

I felt a little hurt…of course I did. I mean picture never having a relationship with hugs and kisses and someone to tell you that you meant so much to them. How would you feel if someone said something as simple as Yuffie just said and yet it made you feel like you were the most insignificant human to ever walk the planet? Especially when you were so afraid of the opposite sex, all because of one man and couldn’t really do much about it, except hide your true self from the world.

I’m rambling on about nothing. I guess it was my fault. If I hadn’t of said something so stupid in the first place we wouldn’t be in this mess.

I mean what was Yuffie supposed to say to something like that? She could either keep quiet and I’d still know what she was thinking…or she could have said what she just did. It’s not like she could joke around with me and call out different names of guys that I’d been with…because I hadn’t been with any.

“Teef…are you okay?” Came Yuffie’s voice, a little softer and concern-filled this time.

I then realised that I hadn’t answered her.

“Oh…uh yeah. Just drying off.” I sung out, as I wrapped the towel around my figure.

“Oh…okay. I might have an early night. I wanna see that new force I told you about tomorrow. Reno’s picking me up…so I’ll probably be gone before you wake up.” She said returning to her normal tone, trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah okay…have fun if I don’t see you before then.” I said trying to sound like everything was okay…which it was. I mean it was a simple slip-up. Nothing worth fighting over.

“Hey Tifa?” she questioned, as I made my way to the full-length mirror, which was situated at the end of the bath near the door.

I stared at my reflection and murmured, “Mmm.”

“Um…if you want…you can always join me and Reno tomorrow.” She offered in a sweet tone. It wasn’t fake though. It was genuinely sweet.

I pondered over this for a moment, but then shook my head and said, “No it’s okay…I’ve got plenty of things to do tomorrow anyway.”

“Oh…all right then.” She replied.

I didn’t want to sound ungrateful though so I added, “But thanks anyway.”

There was no reply…but I knew that she had heard me.

Yuffie didn’t need me to tag along with her and Reno. I mean it would seem too awkward. I was all for hanging out with Yuffie…but I didn’t want to feel like the third-wheel, which I knew that I would be.

I focused on my reflection once more…and very carefully this time.

What do I see?

I see a tall girl with olive skin. She has chocolate brown eyes and long waist length, straight chocolate hair. She has a small nose…and I won't go into details about other parts of my body.

She is lonely and has the basics to live. She has her own bar and has good friends. She wants to be happy but she can't be without…

I looked away and shut my eyes. This time I opened them with a new goal.

Now…what should I see?

I see the same outside features and I can't really change that, not that I really feel a need to anyway…but what should I see inside?

I’ll tell you what I want to see.

I want to see an energetic young girl with an ambition in life. I want more then this bar. I don’t want to be lonely. I want the same friends…but I want new ones as well.

Change is always good if it’s for the better.

I want…I want…

“Well you can't have everything you want.” I said to my reflection coldly.

With that I left my bathroom and retreated to my room to get ready for bed.

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A/N: Hey there everyone. This is my first story in the Final Fantasy VII section. So I hope you enjoy it. It is also complete as I wrote this years ago, however I do intend to re-write the final chapter as most people were rather disappointed with it. I must say I was as well. I think I lost my inspiration and decided to just get it over and done with. Bad idea.

Anyway this story is set in an Alternate Universe. So please don't expect anything other than what my imagination comes up with. XD

I have posted my FFX fanfic in this section as well but it didn't get any feedback. So if I get none for this story I will not continue posting anymore chapters for it.

I am not as familiar with the game or its storyline as I would like to be. So I have decided that this story will use the same names and characters and all the rest…except with a different plot obviously…and I won't be using Geostigma, Jenova, or the Lifestream etc. I will however use SOLDIER, but that is just going to be the name of the force. They will work under totally different circumstances.

Most of the characters will probably be out of character, but that’s because I don’t know them too well.

So I’m not even going to try and make them into what I ‘think’ they are like. It’s easier for me to make the characters with different personalities. Plus every other story I’ve written, the characters are always in character. So I guess this is a bit of a change.

I don’t know what you think of the Yuffie and Reno pairing. But I wanted to try something different, as I said before. I have never really seen a Yuffie and Reno coupling. (Maybe there’s a good reason).

Usually I like to keep the characters with the right people. Especially when it comes to Final Fantasy X. But I don’t really know these characters too well, so it doesn’t bother me who they’re with.


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Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot. The characters and everything associated with this story all belong to Square Enix.

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Kandy-Sugar
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[Stannis]

wow that was Great First Story I've read On this Forum And I love the Idea Off Reno And Yuffie Pairing Off. The detail you included was amazing Am looking forward to the Next Bit

Keep it up!!

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

Hey thanks for that!

I didn't expect to get any feedback actually so I'm glad you posted!

I shall post the next chapter in about a week or so. Just to see if I get anyone else interested first. =)

Thanks again!

 

[Dragon Mage]

I like the strict POV you used here. It definitely gives it a different flavor. Here are a few editing bits, though, since I see here some real potential.

Note that I said ‘almost complete’.

No need to reiterate that. Trust me, the reader will have caught that 'almost'!

It was a group of men who worked for a force named ‘SOLDIER’. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was all about, but I distinctly remember Yuffie telling me once that if she wasn’t a girl she’d sign up for it in a minute.

2 things here.

1) would SOLDIER still be functional if Shinra had collapsed? I was under the impression that the Turks were the only ones that stayed with Rufus when Shinra went down. I advise changing this since SOLDIER is an entirely dependent entity. Maybe a new mercenary group gaining some reknown? That'd fit.

2) Who said only men were allowed to join SOLDIER? Remember in the game, Cloud suspected (incorrectly) that Aerith was being chased because Shinra wanted her to join SOLDIER. It's very likely that men and women were equally allowed to join. Simply being admitted was a testamet to your strength, and Shinra wouldn't turn away such a powerful fighter from their force simply because of gender.

Note: Reno seemed a little OOC. Make him more cocky, playful, have Tifa observe that he's doing his best to seem nonchalant while he's clearly tense about the topic of conversation (yuffie in this case). Also, he'd definitely be the type to try and hit on Tifa--just as a matter of habit, not because he's actually interested. Tifa would know this, of course, so there's no worries about confusing the reader there.

I was just kidding around of course and wasn’t even troubled by the idea of never once in my life receiving flowers from someone other then my father, who had sent some to me on my twenty-first birthday from who knows where?

whoa, whoa, whoa..... her father, who died when Sephiroth attacked Nibel... sent her flowers?! There's a word for something like that.

Creepy.

If I hadn’t of said something

This is a common mistake in writing. You naturally write what you hear, not write what you say. This is a problem that will soon disappear now that you're aware of it and as you write more.

It should be "If I hadn't have said something". In situations like these, eliminate the contraction then read it aloud. Which is correct?

"If I had not of said something..."

or

"If I had not have/had said something..." (sentence may vary with context)

See the difference?

Okay, here's a few BIG pointers:

I think this would be better if it were in the form of a journal. I notice that a lot of the time much goes unspoken because of situational circumstance. Don't limit yourself by continuing to write in that form--as a writer, nothing can hold back your imagination! Try all different forms until you find one that's truly comfortable. If this were written as Tifa's journal, you could ramble freely, let loose all those half-said thoughts and dreams, truly let Tifa pour her feelings out on the page. Her thoughts can flow seamlessly from one thing to another, letting the reader see the confused and agonized tangle that's bottled up inside. There's no boundry on how eloquent you can be here.

Sounds tempting, right?

If that doesn't suit your needs, you can always separate the real life situations from the journal entries, which often solves any problems. I'm not sure if you intend on jumping POV's--if you do, then this should only apply to Tifa. On second thought, no, the same technique could be used with another character, namely, Tifa's opposite.

Another thing: Add more description. First-person POV tends to limit that, I know, but things feel a little to rushed, a lot too bare. There are ways to incorporate more description in first person, so exploit all of them!

Lastly, get familiar with the characters. Read the fanclubs right here on the forums, look them up on reliable SE sources, nag all your friends for more information. Anything! Everything! The simple reason is, you cannot write in the shoes of a character if you don't know what those shoes look like. This should be your top priority. If you like, you can badger me all you want--I'll be happy to oblige you! Feel free to contact me on MSN if you want. But you must be familiar with characters and storyline (storyline to an extent, there's alway room for flexibility with THAT) before you can truly begin to write a very engaging piece.

So, with that to chew on, I think this piece has great promise, and I certainly want to see more of it! Good luck and write on!

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

A/N: Hey there everyone. This is my first story in the Final Fantasy VII section. So I hope you enjoy it. It is also complete as I wrote this years ago, however I do intend to re-write the final chapter as most people were rather disappointed with it. I must say I was as well. I think I lost my inspiration and decided to just get it over and done with. Bad idea.

I have posted my FFX fanfic in this section as well but it didn't get any feedback. So if I get none for this story I will not continue posting anymore chapters for it.

I am not as familiar with the game or its storyline as I would like to be. So I have decided that this story will use the same names and characters and all the rest…except with a different plot obviously…and I won't be using Geostigma, Jenova, or the Lifestream etc. I will however use SOLDIER, but that is just going to be the name of the force. They will work under totally different circumstances.

Most of the characters will probably be out of character, but that’s because I don’t know them too well.

So I’m not even going to try and make them into what I ‘think’ they are like. It’s easier for me to make the characters with different personalities. Plus every other story I’ve written, the characters are always in character. So I guess this is a bit of a change.

I don’t know what you think of the Yuffie and Reno pairing. But I wanted to try something different, as I said before. I have never really seen a Yuffie and Reno coupling. (Maybe there’s a good reason).

Usually I like to keep the characters with the right people. Especially when it comes to Final Fantasy X. But I don’t really know these characters too well, so it doesn’t bother me who they’re with.

In response to your post Dragon Mage, I'm guessing you didn't notice my authors note?

I am not as familiar with the game or its storyline as I would like to be. So I have decided that this story will use the same names and characters and all the rest…except with a different plot obviously…and I won't be using Geostigma, Jenova, or the Lifestream etc. I will however use SOLDIER, but that is just going to be the name of the force. They will work under totally different circumstances.

Most of the characters will probably be out of character, but that’s because I don’t know them too well.

As you can see I really had no intention of making the characters the same as in the game. They are meant to be OOC and for good reason. And the story is Alternate Universe.

SOLDIER in my story is in no way the same as the actual game. It has nothing to do with it except for the name as I have not played the game. So I intentionally changed it to my liking.

The characters POV do swap around a lot as well, so that was my reasoning for showing POV's already. Just to make it look more organised and to not confuse the audience.

I like the idea of writing in the form of a journal though actually. I can't say I've ever really thought of that idea before.

The other tips and comments you made have been taken into account. So thank you very much for having a good read of my first chapter and providing feedback.

 

[Dragon Mage]

No, no, I noticed your Author's Note! Trust me! In fact, I was reffering to that very note. However, nowhere in that note did it mention that this was set in an alternate universe!! That's a note you should put at the very top of the post, so people (like me!) don't get confused.

Yes, see you say "Most of the characters will probably be out of character, but that’s because I don’t know them too well."

So, I naturally assumed that's because you didn't know the game very well. Now it makes sense.... I had thought that all the changes were simply author's license....

But I extend caution. People are interested in reading about these characters because the character's personalities is what they like reading about. They come to this thread expecting to see an entertaining tale of a favorite and beloved character(s). If I were in your shoes, I wouldn't change them too dramatically. It'd be the equivelant of promising your reader's one thing then delivering them something completely different! Then you get a bunch of fans pissing on your parade (trust me; I've been there). Not that I doubt you are being careful, of course, but I felt it best to give you a heads up just in case.

With this in mind, I still maintain you get familiar with the characters! (stubborn bitch, ain't I?) Doing that enables you to know exactly what you want to change and exactly how you're going to change it without upsetting readers expectations. Knowledge is the building block of writing. A pain it may seem, but it is necessary and very helpful.

Oi, and the journal trick is a nice little writing trick I picked up a few years ago. It's helpful for situations like these.

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

Ah I apologise. I didn't realise that I totally missed that out. =0 =0 =0

I do in fact state that in all my other chapters save for this one. That would be right wouldn't it. The most important chapter misses out on the relevant information.

My apologies once again and thanks for not flaming me for it. XD Aye aye aye I'm a worry sometimes.

And yes I do understand what you mean about changing the characters too much. I've always been one to give my characters a bit of a different edge just to make it different from most fanfics. Most people are actually surprised and pleased sometimes. So I think so far I've done an alright job with it. XD

 

[Dragon Mage]

My apologies once again and thanks for not flaming me for it. XD Aye aye aye I'm a worry sometimes.

lol, that's okay! At least now you know! And I wouldn't flame you for such a teeny typo! lol, no, it takes something utterly ridiculous to get me even remotely that angry! You're perfectly safe.

And yes I do understand what you mean about changing the characters too much. I've always been one to give my characters a bit of a different edge just to make it different from most fanfics. Most people are actually surprised and pleased sometimes. So I think so far I've done an alright job with it. XD

*phew* Well, I'm glad you're fully aware of the risks then. I feel much better about the security of this piece now! And from what I've seen, there's nothing at all objectionable so far, so march on! It's the writer's job to do dangerous things after all.

Oh, and this JUST occured to me. I think the reason why you don't see many Reno/Yuffie pairings is because Reno is about... 5 or 6 years older than Yuffie. For many, that's a considerable gap. For you--what the hell do you care? It's a whole new universe for crying out loud. People could get married to green goats if you wanted! (Now isn't THAT a funny image?)

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

Chapter 2: Early and Late Encounters

Chapter 2: Early and Late Encounters


Location: Tifa’s Bedroom


Time: Dawn Friday
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Tifa’s POV:

“Mmm…”

“Is it just me or do you always look this horrible when you wake up?”

I turned to face a certain blonde towering over me and flashing me his most devilish smile.

I shut my eyes once more, turned back onto my stomach and buried my face into my comfortable black pillow.

“Now Teef you gotta get up. You promised to fight me this morning at dawn. I wanna see if I can beat you.” He said, as he forced me to turn onto my back, pulling on my arm firmly.

“Do we have to do it this early?” I asked, as I stared out at the orange-tipped clouds, which stood out from the thick grey ones.

Small birds chirped quietly outside my window, as they got ready for the day ahead.

“Yes we do. You promised.” He replied, as he flipped the sheets off my figure.

“Geez Teef…look at you. When was the last time you worked out? You’re getting…” he began.

I however cut him off as I held a hand up to his mouth and kept it there to shut him up, “Yeah yeah I’m up. No need for your criticism.”

I knew he was just joking around…or at least I hoped he was.

I removed my hand from his mouth and got out of my bed on the opposite side, letting me feet slide over the edge and meet up with the carpet, which was already being illuminated by the early morning rays.

“Well seeing as I promised you something with no strings attached…” I began, slowly letting a yawn escape my mouth, covering it up quickly.

“You want me to do something for you…right?” He finished for me.

I turned to face him, letting my hair, which was sitting on my shoulders slide down over my back smoothly over my nightie.

“Not just anything…I mean…you could promise me something.” I answered as I stood to my full height, turning around to face him from the other side of my bed, arms folded with a raised eyebrow.

He stared at me and he too gave me the same look and tilted his head to the side.

“What promise would you like me to keep for you?” He questioned.

I however had no idea. I could have asked for the most stupid thing then. I could have asked him to take my shift at the bar for a day.

But no…I actually thought of something that might truly have some meaning.

“Okay…how about this…no matter what, you will always promise to be with me and to not ever leave this place without taking me with you.”

His face seemed thoughtful as he stared into my eyes, almost as if contemplating whether or not I was serious.

“Okay…” he answered slowly.

We stood there for a few moments, silently watching each other…until I broke the silence with a smile and said, “Okay this is getting way too sappy for me…”

I walked around from my side of the bed and towards my bathroom, only to be stopped by him grasping onto my arm and turning me to face him.

I smiled and thought that he was being playful with me, but as I saw his expression, my smile dropped and I let my eyebrows furrow into a state of concern.

He wanted to say something…he kept staring at me and then looking away as if trying to get the words out in the right way.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

His grip on me was actually quite rough as he finally said, “I mean it okay…I won't ever leave you here by yourself…I’ll always stay with you.”

I was really stunned by his sudden sincerity and wondered what was making him act the way he was.

“Okay…I believe you.” I said calmly with concern in my voice.


It was then that he let go of my arm and forced a grin to grace his lips, “Now hurry up and get ready.”

I nodded and headed into the bathroom…but as I opened it nothing but white light shone through the door and as I turned to face him…I saw that my room was empty.


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Location: Tifa’s Bedroom

Time: Dawn Friday
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Tifa’s POV:

I sat upright in my bed gasping for air…feeling like I had been deprived of oxygen for more then five minutes.

I could feel the anxious sweat trickling down over the surface of my skin rapidly as I stared around at the room I was in. It was the same one from my dream…actually it was more of a nightmare.



Well I guess it was my room…and I had been in my room in my nightmare. I stared through the window on my left. Sure enough there were orange-tipped clouds standing out from the grey ones beautifully.

The birds were chirping quietly…everything was like it was in my dream…except he wasn’t here. I remembered that morning now. I had blocked it out a while ago I guess. It wasn’t just a dream…it had been a real moment in my life…and it should have been one that I would have loved to remember. But now that I knew what had been the final outcome even after he made that promise to me…I just couldn’t bear to think about it. He had broken a promise to me that he had said that he would keep.

Not that it mattered anymore anyway.

I allowed my now steady breathing body to fall back into the cool sheets. It was quite warm lately and I was glad that my bed wasn’t that hot. I had by now changed the sheets. They were now the colour of white. I thought it seemed a lot happier then black…it made me feel better.

I didn’t bother going back to sleep because I was too afraid of what I might see. I knew that the likelihood of me having that same nightmare was slim to none. But I was still nervous of what else my mind had in store for me.

So I lay there until I saw the sun peaking from behind the clouds and started to shine through my window. I could see little specks of glittering dust floating about in the rays and it seemed like it was a stairway to heaven itself.

I then began to sit up and hop out of bed. I let my hair fall over my shoulder and hang down at the front of me. Then slowly I made my way over to the light and let my right hand reach into it. It felt warm and I let my hand slowly move around in a circular motion as I tried to absorb the sunlight into my skin.

Then without a second thought I stepped forward and let my entire body stand in the heart of the glowing warmth.

I sighed and wished that for once I didn’t have to work or worry about anything. I just wanted to stay up here in my room and relax. Just to be able to be at peace. With no one to bother me. I just wanted to be alone and do what ‘I’ wanted to do. I just wanted to make up my own world with no rules. I would let in the people I loved and allow myself to be happy. I wouldn’t have to have a love in my life to feel whole. All I would need was to feel like I was important to everyone who was there.


That would be enough.


I wonder if Yuffie is up yet? I don’t know when that ‘force’ is getting here. Maybe I should wake her in case she slept in.

So opening my eyes I left the window and walked over to my door. I opened it and walked down the hall quietly. Outside of my room it was a little warmer, but it wasn’t excruciatingly hot.

I stopped outside her room, which was a few doors down from mine, but on the same side and listened for any signs of movement. I couldn’t hear anything except for soft breathing.

She was still asleep.

Slowly I turned the doorknob and walked inside.


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Location: Yuffie’s Room

Time: Dawn Friday
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Tifa’s POV:

Yuffie was sleeping on her side with her back towards me. She had on a black shirt and maybe that was it. I couldn’t see her bottom half. Maybe she had on a long nightshirt.

I walked over to her window and pushed open the black curtains letting the sunlight in. I knew that she was a light sleeper, so I wasn’t surprised when she woke up complaining that the light was too bright.

“Close the curtains.” She groaned from her position on the bed.

I left the window and went to sit on the end of her bed.

She sat up, stared at me with sleepy dark brown eyes and said, “Huh…what are you doing up so early?”

I was going to tell her that I had a bad dream and that I couldn’t sleep…but I didn’t want to answer any questions afterwards, which I knew that she would have plenty of.

“Oh I couldn’t sleep. I wanted to see if you were up. I wasn’t sure what time you had to leave this morning.” I explained.

That was the truth as well I guess, except it was more of an afterthought that I had, after I woke up from my nightmare. It wasn’t exactly the reason that I couldn’t sleep…but she was buying it.

“Oh…well I don’t have to go until nine.” She told me, as she sat up properly, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes.

This time when she looked at me, she stared at me more closely.

“You look like you had a rough night.” She stated with furrowed eyebrows.

She didn’t miss a thing did she?


“Yeah…I’m just not used to getting to bed so early. Usually the bar is opened all night until morning.” I explained, although I knew she already knew this.

She nodded and said with a sigh of happiness, “Well, sorry to leave you like this but I’m going back to Reno.” She finished with a yawn, as she pushed her pillow up to the top of her bed and plonked her head back on it.

I turned to face her with confusion and looked to the other side of her bed as if expecting to see Reno lying there. Then I turned back to her.

“What…?” I trailed off, as I cautiously stood up from her bed, afraid of what might have been going on in here.

She looked up at me with a smile, noticing my confounded expression and pretended to be annoyed as she said, “Yeah well I was in the middle of a fantasy dream before you came along. Now I have to start all over again.”

She then pushed the pillows to the top of her bed once more with a dreamy smile on her face, as she curled up into a tight ball, hugging herself with a faraway expression.

“What a shame.” I said quietly to her with a small laugh.

She simply nodded and I knew then that it was my cue to leave.

So without another word I turned and left the room…only to be stopped by a soft voice.

“Tifa?”

I stopped at the door and reached up to the frame with my right hand and turned to face her over my right shoulder.

“Yeah?” I answered.

“I…I didn’t mean what I said last night.” She mumbled, trying to hide her discomfort.

My face fell a little at remembering what she had said again, but I immediately perked up and said, “Don’t worry about it…it’s a new day.”

She seemed satisfied with my answer this time and went back to her dreamland. I was one to talk wasn’t I? Since when had I ever used the excuse that it was a new day and to just forget everything?

Well maybe today would be that day. I’d just have to see how it went.


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Location: Seventh Heaven

Time: Midafternoon Friday
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Tifa’s POV:

“Hey you…get me one of those…ah…sparkly drink things.” Came the drunken voice of a man by the name of Cid Highwind.

I sighed knowing that he was either going to barf all over the counter or start breaking bottles and threatening the other patrons.

“Now I think you’ve had enough.” I said as put away a glass that I had been drying.

“NO…when I say I’ve had enough…I’ll tell you when I have. Now get me that pretty drink in the corner.” He slurred out, as he pointed one finger towards a bottle of rum behind the counter.

I raised an eyebrow at him as I stretched my arms along the length of the counter and leant forward so that I was just able to smell his liquored up breath.

“You sure now…I don’t think you’d want to drink that straight. But hey I’ll tell you what…I’ll give you this drink.” I began, as I leant below the counter and picked up a bottle of coke out of the small refrigerator.

I knew that I would have to ease out his want for more alcohol discreetly. Hopefully pretty soon he'd forget about wanting the liquor and just drink the coke.

When I came back up to face the well-built blonde, (who currently had a smoke positioned between his lips lazily), he was leaning over the counter to see what I was getting for him exactly.

I had dealt with him countless times before…and each time I used the same tactic. I now kept a coke bottle especially for him under the counter for whenever he started to go out of it…which was all the time.

However each time he saw the ‘new special drink’, he still stared at it in wonder and he was yet to reject the black liquid.

I poured him a fresh glass and then turned to get the rum. However as soon as I turned back to him, I saw that the glass was empty and was now rolling around the counter where he had fallen asleep next to it. I noticed that his mouth was open as well and I swear I saw drool seeping out.

I turned away disgusted and replaced the bottle of rum on the shelf behind me again.

The place was packed out yet again, mostly with the town’s male population. But then there was the odd girl hanging over some guy, who’s only intention was to get her drunk enough so that she wouldn’t even have the will to tell him to stop when he eventually had his way with her.

It horrified me that they could be so stupid. But then it was their choice.

“Well well well, if it isn’t miss Tifa?” Came a sly voice from the side.

I turned to see a man by the name of ‘Rude’. His name as far as I was concerned suited him perfectly. Turning to face him I forced my face to remain expressionless and simply blinked at him.

“What’ll ya have?” I asked bluntly, as I lifted the white cloth off my left shoulder and began to wipe the bench down, dropping my face to watch the counter below.

I could feel his gaze upon me, even through the sunnies he was wearing.

“Nothing.” He said, and I could note the tinge of anger lurking about within his voice.

I knew that he was annoyed that I wasn’t giving him the attention that he thought he deserved.

“Okay.” I shrugged and turned my back to him as I began to wipe down the rest of the bench on the other side of the sleeping Cid.

He however followed me and said, “Hey…look at me when I’m talking to you.”

I didn’t follow his wishes. I just kept wiping away at the counter, not even having to pretend that it was far more interesting then him.

“Oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that we were having a conversation.” I replied smugly.

This time he grabbed my wrist that was currently working away and pulled on it hard towards him so that I had to face him. I felt fear envelop my body. I just hoped that it didn’t show.

He smiled stealthily and was about to say something when a large hand from my left, reached up and grabbed onto his lower arm. He turned to his right in what seemed to be shock, and so did I.

I saw that it was Cid staring up at him, still quite drunk, but he was with it enough to know that I was in a sticky situation.

He glared at Rude and seemed to silently dare him to take him on. After a few moments I felt my wrist being released and the buff bouncer look-a-like strolled out of the bar like nothing had happened.

I watched the door shut behind him, making sure he didn’t come back in.

“I should really get a restraining order against him.” I said quietly to myself.

Then I remembered Cid.

“Oh, thanks Cid.” I said, as I turned to face him with a grateful smile.

He however waved one hand in the air languidly and mumbled, “Ah he’s a pansy…nothing to it. Now get me one of those sparkly drinks.” He instructed with his finger pointed towards the rum bottle once more.

I smiled and said, “For you Cid…anything.”


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A/N: Okay well here is the latest installment of Tifa's Dreams. I hope you enjoy it. Keep in mind I wrote this story when I was in highschool about 4 years ago now. XD

Once again remember this is set in an Alternate Universe and the characters are OOC.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot. The characters and everything associated with this story all belong to Square Enix.

Except for the coke. That belongs to the coke company or whatever you call it. Well I know that it doesn’t belong to me anyway.

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[Omnislasher483]

Story's good thus far, but Dragon Mage is right. You shouldn't really stray from the character's base personalities. That said, Rude was extremely out of character there.

I might be judging it prematurely, so maybe the next chapter can shine a few revelations in my direction.

Keep up the good work, and I hope the next chapter is posted soon.

 

[Sabriel]

On the basis of the first two chapters I say you're a really good writer! I loved everything about it; it was so realistic, very easy to imagine that. And Fanfics are whatever you make of it.

Keep it up and well done!

 

[Kandy-Sugar]

Chapter 3: Confused

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Location: Streets of Midgar

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Time: 8:00 pm Friday​

Yuffie’s POV:

“I wish I could join.” I said quietly, as I watched a group of black suited men glaring around at the people surrounding them.


It was weird. Half of the people who were here were scared of these ‘SOLDIERS’, and yet they still came to see…if you could call it a ‘show’.

So far all they had done was stand around and remain secretive as they conversed with a man dressed in an outfit of blood red. Over his longish black hair he wore a thick bandana of the same colour. His skin was like snow and his eyes, which I had caught a few glimpses of every now and then were a luminous auburn colour. He seemed so secretive and to me…he seemed quite attractive.

But these thoughts were swept away with the passing wind every time I felt Reno pull me closer towards him. I felt myself smiling on the inside and outside every time he reminded me of his presence.

He was so adorable…at times he was real goofy. But then he was a real romantic…like last night with the flowers.

I cringed as I thought about it. I should have kept my big mouth shut. Why had I said those hurtful words to Tifa? Well it seemed like she had long forgiven me anyway…so I guess I had nothing to feel sorry about anymore…right?

“Hey Yuffie…look who it is.” Came Reno’s voice in a low whisper.

I stared up at him and his face seemed to be in utter shock, as if he had just seen the walking dead.

As I followed his gaze, I too gasped in astonishment. I guess I wasn’t too far off about the walking dead theory.

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Location: Seventh Heaven
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Time: 8:30 pm Friday​

Tifa’s POV:

“Barret go home to Marlene…she’s probably worried about where you are.” I said to yet another regular drunk who was now lying next to Cid…except he wasn’t drooling.


“She’s a big girl…she can take care of herself.” He mumbled into the counter; facedown.

I sat down a glass I was wiping and leant down so that my face was level with his, if he ever decided to look up.

“She’s barely eight years old. You can’t just put her to bed every night and then come out here and drink your life away.” I said trying to make him see reason.

This time he looked up and propped an elbow up on the bench, allowing his head to rise up, so that he could rub his face with his hand.

“I dunno…I’m not thinking straight lately…I need some time to think.” He said quietly.

I nodded in agreement and replied, “Well you sure won’t be able to do that in this place.”; Now returning to cleaning the glass.

He opened one eye to stare at me lazily and thoughtfully.

“Hey…you know you could help me out.” He said, as he seemed to be contemplating something.

I looked at him with interest and prompted, “Go on.”

He smiled slightly and continued, “Well…you’ve got this place…you have plenty of room and all the rest…”

I cut in; suddenly realising what he was getting at, “Barret…I can’t take care of Marlene. My life’s a mess just like yours. It wouldn’t make any difference”.

He shook his head and said, “That may be so…” he trailed off as he guzzled down the last of his drink, slamming it back down on the counter as if to prove that he was a man in every way.

“But at least you’re sober.” He finished, giving me a look of pleading.

I stared back at him with a look of defeat and sighed.

“Barret…I have no experience with kids…I’d sooner let them drown in the bath then act as the mother Marlene deserves.” I insisted, as I turned to another patron who wanted something to drink, yet again.

When I returned to Barret he continued, “I’ll pay you of course.”

I shook my head and leant back against the backbench and said, “It’s not the money…I just can’t see myself taking care of a kid.”

This time Barret rose into a proper sitting position and said, “Look at me…I ain’t exactly the perfect parent…but I managed somehow…all I ask is that you take her in for a month or two…until I get things sorted out with myself.” He implored sincerely.

I gazed at him through the strands of hair falling over my eyelashes.

I don’t know why I did it but I blurted out, “Fine…I’ll take her in for a while. But you better keep your end of the deal and get yourself sorted out. I’m not going to take care of Marlene forever.” I said firmly; daring him to go against my wishes.

He sighed deeply and sat in his seat quietly for a moment before looking up once more and saying, “Thank you.”

With that being said he flopped back down onto the counter once more and allowed himself one last night of being a drunken fool.

Suddenly the bar door burst open and Yuffie; followed by Reno, came running into the room with worry written all over her face. However as soon as she saw me she flashed me a smile, which told me that everything was all right.

“Teef…there you are.” She smiled, as she reached the bench, only to be greeted by a loud snore from Cid on her left.

She glanced at him quickly with a jolt, startled by the noise and then turned back to me.

I smiled back and said simply, “As always.”

This time I decided to grab a cloth and start wiping down the tables, which were scattered throughout the bar. Even though I knew that they would be made a mess of as soon as I cleaned them.

Yuffie followed at my heels and suggested, “How about you go upstairs for the rest of the night and I’ll take over from here?”

This confused me. Why would she want to work at this hour, especially since she hated the bar because of all the dupes that entered it?

I bent down; began to wipe down a table and thought I’d let her off easy, “No it’s okay. I’ll be done soon anyway.”

It was then that I noticed that a fair amount of people were starting to head down the street towards the bar.

I hope there isn’t going to be a lot of them tonight. I might just have to take Yuffie up on her offer.

“No I’ll finish up. It’s okay.” She offered once more, as she tried to pull the cloth from my hands.

I however kept my grip on it firmly and stated very clearly, “Yuffie…let go of the cloth.”

When she didn’t, I summoned all of my strength and yanked it out of her hands.

However she didn’t stop there.

“Come on Teef…let me close the bar for once…you never let me do it.” she whined.

I stood up from my hunched position and screwed my face up in both annoyance and confusion and inquired curiously, “What do you mean? You hate the bar. You don’t want anything to do with it. Why are you acting so weird all of a sudden?”

I turned my face then to the calls of men at the counter, who were in desperate need of a drink.

So I gave Yuffie one last curious glance and then walked over to them. She once again followed and stood at my side behind the bar; never letting me move so much as an inch away from her.

“Come on Teef.” She complained.

“I’ll have a whisky.” Came a patron’s loud voice.

“Make that three.” Came another voice.

“Tifaaaaa.” Yuffie whined, dragging out my name to make her point clear.

I continued to do my job however and ignored everyone’s ranting and ravings…only listening to what they ordered.

“Hey you…pass me some ice will ya…this beer’s too warm.” Came an irritated voice from the opposite end of the bench.

I bent down to grab a pitcher of ice from the ice dispenser and slid it along the bench, without receiving so much as a ‘thanks’.

“Tifa go have an early night. I’ll lock the doors and everything.” She continued, as she followed me back out to the tables where I retrieved a few empty bottles and went to dispose of them behind the counter.

She still kept following me the whole time.

“Hey Yuffie…tell Tifa to let us take over.” Reno spoke up, trying to gain my attention.

I was starting to lose my patience and forced myself to remain calm.

“Another top up over here.” Came slurred speech.

I sighed and closed my eyes; trying to think of a place that was quiet and peaceful, as I poured more liquor into a glass.

“Oh please Tifa…come on.”

“Get me a…”

“Teeeeefaaaaaaaa…”

“I’ll have…”

“You’re really stubborn sometimes…you know that?”

“Hey you…get here and fix me a drink NOW!”

That was it…I just totally lost it. I threw the cloth I had in one hand onto the counter and screamed, “WILL EVERYONE JUST SHUT-UP?!”

Silence soon followed my ‘little’ outburst and I swear I could hear crickets chirping from all the way outside.

I stared around at the mass of annoyed and curious faces then turned to Yuffie. I frowned at her and said in a low voice, “Now listen here…I…”

“Reno…take her upstairs.” Instructed Yuffie, who stood aside for him to pass.

He came in and wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me over his shoulder in one easy motion.

I didn’t even have time to register what was happening…let alone fight back.

“Hey…” was all I managed to say as I looked at Yuffie; trying to figure out if she was being serious or not.

She smiled cheekily and also as if to say, ‘well I told you to let me take over’.

She then turned to a customer and the bar was alive again.

“Reno put me down.” I demanded, as he made his way towards the stairs at the back of the bar.

He didn’t answer, but it was then that something caught my attention. I saw a convoy of stony-faced, rough looking men dressed in black, making their way to the door and I swear that they had something to do with Yuffie’s strange behaviour.

Maybe this was that ‘SOLDIER’ group and she wanted to be noticed by them or something.

She could have just told me though, if that was the reason.

“Reno put me down now!” I insisted once more, as I began to pound into his back with my fists.

“I will…when we get to your room.” He said defiantly.

“No, you’ll put me down now.” I stated.

But he was already headed up the stairs and I could do nothing more right then.

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Location: Tifa’s Bedroom
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Time: 9:00 pm Friday​

Tifa’s POV:

He plonked me down on my bed and began to leave the room. But I stood back up and ran, to try and get outside once more. However, he was too fast and caught me by the arms before I could do anything else.

“Tifa, why are you making things difficult?” he asked in an annoyed tone.

I stared at him in disbelief as if to say ‘excuse me?’ and said, “Me? Making things difficult. You and Yuffie are acting like crazy people. Why does she want to take over the bar so badly for anyway?” I questioned.

He looked away, let go of me and shrugged, “She wanted to help out I guess.”

I frowned, knowing that wasn’t the only reason, even if it was part of it.

“You’re not telling the truth.” I stated, as I tried to search his eyes.

He was hiding something, but I wasn’t sure what.

“Reno I’m going downstairs and this time you’re going to let me pass.” I instructed, as I gave him my most daring stare.

I knew that he wouldn’t want to take me on. I had already whipped his ass at least fifteen times before.

I saw him seem to give up and he stood back away from the door. I wasn’t sure if he was going to try something once I walked past, but I decided to take my chances.

So I brushed past and began to quicken my pace as soon as I exited my room. However it wasn’t too long after that he managed to grab a hold of my arm, as if deciding at the last minute not to let me go.

I spun around to face him and yelled angrily, “Let go of me!”

It was then that he brought a cloth to my mouth and held it there. I tried to scream…I tried to fight back…but my senses were slowly coming to a standstill. My knees began to grow weak and I was on the verge of falling. But before I did, he placed his arm around my waist and pulled me in towards him. I felt my body being hoisted up into his arms and the last I saw was my ceiling as I drifted off to sleep.

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Location: Tifa’s Bedroom
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Time: 11:00 am Saturday​

Tifa’s POV:

“Teef…” came a distant voice.

I slowly opened my eyes, only to see a vague impression of a girl.

“Huh…” I trailed off confused, as I began to rub my eyes to gain a better vision of this person.

A damp cloth met my forehead and as I opened my eyes once more I saw that it was Yuffie staring down at me with concern.

I hadn’t remembered much of what had happened yet…but I did remember our little argument last night.

“Mmm…what happened to me…?” I groaned, as I sat up straight in my bed, letting my aching head hang.

“You had a little too much to drink last night.” Came her answer, causing me to face her in perplexity.

“What…” I spat out, not believing a word she said. “I don’t drink like that…I don’t drink at all.”

She laughed nervously, pulled the damp cloth onto her lap and began to fiddle with it.

“I wasn’t being serious.” She replied.

Suddenly the vision of our dispute ran through my mind causing me to frown.

“Yuffie what was that all about last night?” I questioned, noticing her beginning to wring the cloth between her palms.

“Yuffieeee.” I dragged out, trying to make her talk to me truthfully.

She sighed in an annoyed manner, looked up at me and said, “Look, I really wanted to see the ‘SOLDIER’ recruits last night…they were all headed towards the bar…so that’s why I wanted to take over.”

I stared into her dark brown eyes for a moment and then said, “Okay…fair enough…but why didn’t you just ask me?”

It looked as if she was about to say something…but she caught her tongue between her teeth at the last minute and stuttered, “Uh…well…I dunno. I guess I was just excited that’s all.”

She now stood up and began to leave the room.

“Yuffie I’m not done talking to you yet.”

“Yeah well can we continue the convo later? I gotta go meet Reno.” She called out, as she disappeared around the corner of my door.

I didn’t even bother to call out after her…it’s not like she’d listen anyway.

I sighed and flopped down onto my bed once more, letting my hand run over my face in frustration. My long, chocolate-brown hair was sprawled out around me and I thought of how much fun I was going to have brushing it this morning.

Not.

I opened my eyes then and turned to face my alarm clock…not that I ever set an alarm.

‘11:09’ it read in large fluorescent purple figures.

I wouldn’t have to open the bar until 7:00 tonight. Saturday was supposed to be the day that I could sleep in and work late.

Another eight hours and I’d be handing out liquor and cleaning up barf and broken bottles again.

I don’t wanna think about that right now. What I want to do is go to sleep and wake up just in time to get ready.

So without another thought I drifted back off to sleep for the remainder of the day.

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A/N:Well the third chapter is up and I hope I’m doing good. I really enjoy writing this story. I know some of you probably want to see the love of Tifa’s life right NOW! But yeah he’ll make an appearance soon. So keep reading. Probably at the beginning of the next chapter we’ll see him.

Story's good thus far, but Dragon Mage is right. You shouldn't really stray from the character's base personalities. That said, Rude was extremely out of character there.

As I've said before, I haven't really played the game and therefore don't really know their personalities that well, which is why I have said that this story is AU.

Anyway this story is set in an Alternate Universe. So please don't expect anything other than what my imagination comes up with. XD

(Alternate Universe)

Therefore it doesn't really matter what I do with the characters as my intention is to recreate them, especially if I have no idea on a particular character. =)

Thanks for all the lovely comments guys!


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Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot. The characters and everything associated with this story all belong to Square Enix.

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[Omnislasher483]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to critisize. I know the story of FFVII and the characters inside and out. So seeing Rude out of character like that actually caught my attention. I can tell that you're a good writer and that you've put a lot of effort into this story, I'm just a little curious to why you chose characters from a story you're not too familiar with.

Great chapter, can't wait for the next one.