3 FFVII ficlets
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windrider1, I've been trying to remove the block. The first of these is an unposted oldie from summer, the other two are fresher.
Title: Last Lie
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Tifa/Cloud(?)
Rating: PG, sort of dark
Words: 145
Summary: It wasn't until she saw his eyes.
The world after the end was dry. Tifa was delirious from thirst by the time she saw Cloud again.
His clothes were torn, and his legs shook with strain. But his grin was brighter than his eyes and it didn't belong to the Cloud she knew.
"I let him in."
His voice was still the same, soft and low. Reptilian, if she really listened. She kept telling herself that as he approached, and the sudden strength she saw in his walk had to be monstrous.
"He took the world-"
Tifa expected his voice to drop lower, and his hand to feel cool and leathery on her cheek. If she looked up she would see green.
"-and then I took him."
The world after the end was dry. Tifa was delirious from thirst, and when she looked up, she saw eyes like sky bared after the rain.
Title: Job Benefits
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cid
Rating: G
Words: 226
Summary: It's not the freedom he loves about flying.
If he was honest with himself it wasn't the freedom in flying he loved. It was the control.
When people saw Cid, they saw his stubble and goggles, the blond hair that was more familiar with the breeze than the comb. They saw his blue coat and never knew that he could wear a lab coat just as easily, that he wouldn't even mind if he had to wear that all the time. Cid was a man who trusted logic instead of instinct and who used to be ashamed whenever emotion got better of him. But logical men adapted to their weaknesses, and in the end Cid had accepted his.
Logical men also understood things, and Cid understood ships. There was no part in Highwind he didn't know by heart, no function of which necessity he didn't understand. It had taken him time to get to know her as well as he did, but in the end he could lead her through anything and succeed. He knew how she would behave in a storm. He knew what would be too much for her. He knew how to quit in time.
When he flew, Cid knew everything would go as he wanted, and even when he was proved wrong, he was rarely shaken. All he needed to do was to be prepared. That wasn't enough with humans.
Title: Fools
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: G
Words: 293
Summary: The morning after is sour in more ways than one.
Gold Saucer had been silent - having finally fallen asleep during the night - when Cloud had left his hotel. The world outside was quiet too, more so than it had been in a while. There was almost something mocking about it.
"Bad night, wasn't it?"
He turned around to see Tifa give him a tired grin. Her clothes were crumpled, like she had slept in them. Cloud wondered if she had made the mistake of not taking her equipment on before falling on bed, but she was probably smarter than that.
"Yeah." His skin itched from where his suspenders had pressed marks during his sleep, but he ignored it. "I'm not going to keep it secret. What Cait did."
Tifa nodded. "That's good."
"The rest of us us have been sharing our secrets, so it's only fair."
There was his bait. Cloud waited.
Tifa nodded again and looked away, watching as other people began to flood in and out of Gold Saucer. It was only a matter of time until the rest of their group showed up too; none of them were relaxed enough to sleep in late, and Aerith would be dying to know how their date had gone.
That was probably what Tifa was counting on, now that he thought of it. She had ignored his bait and knew he wouldn't outright ask, so all she needed to was to wait for their moment alone to end before it grew too big. There would be yet another unsaid thing standing between them.
But if he spoke up, she would have to turn around.
What can't you tell me?
She watched the Gold Saucer, he was silent. The world around them was still calmer than it had right to be, obviously laughing at them.
windrider1, I've been trying to remove the block. The first of these is an unposted oldie from summer, the other two are fresher.Title: Last Lie
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Tifa/Cloud(?)
Rating: PG, sort of dark
Words: 145
Summary: It wasn't until she saw his eyes.
The world after the end was dry. Tifa was delirious from thirst by the time she saw Cloud again.
His clothes were torn, and his legs shook with strain. But his grin was brighter than his eyes and it didn't belong to the Cloud she knew.
"I let him in."
His voice was still the same, soft and low. Reptilian, if she really listened. She kept telling herself that as he approached, and the sudden strength she saw in his walk had to be monstrous.
"He took the world-"
Tifa expected his voice to drop lower, and his hand to feel cool and leathery on her cheek. If she looked up she would see green.
"-and then I took him."
The world after the end was dry. Tifa was delirious from thirst, and when she looked up, she saw eyes like sky bared after the rain.
Title: Job Benefits
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cid
Rating: G
Words: 226
Summary: It's not the freedom he loves about flying.
If he was honest with himself it wasn't the freedom in flying he loved. It was the control.
When people saw Cid, they saw his stubble and goggles, the blond hair that was more familiar with the breeze than the comb. They saw his blue coat and never knew that he could wear a lab coat just as easily, that he wouldn't even mind if he had to wear that all the time. Cid was a man who trusted logic instead of instinct and who used to be ashamed whenever emotion got better of him. But logical men adapted to their weaknesses, and in the end Cid had accepted his.
Logical men also understood things, and Cid understood ships. There was no part in Highwind he didn't know by heart, no function of which necessity he didn't understand. It had taken him time to get to know her as well as he did, but in the end he could lead her through anything and succeed. He knew how she would behave in a storm. He knew what would be too much for her. He knew how to quit in time.
When he flew, Cid knew everything would go as he wanted, and even when he was proved wrong, he was rarely shaken. All he needed to do was to be prepared. That wasn't enough with humans.
Title: Fools
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: G
Words: 293
Summary: The morning after is sour in more ways than one.
Gold Saucer had been silent - having finally fallen asleep during the night - when Cloud had left his hotel. The world outside was quiet too, more so than it had been in a while. There was almost something mocking about it.
"Bad night, wasn't it?"
He turned around to see Tifa give him a tired grin. Her clothes were crumpled, like she had slept in them. Cloud wondered if she had made the mistake of not taking her equipment on before falling on bed, but she was probably smarter than that.
"Yeah." His skin itched from where his suspenders had pressed marks during his sleep, but he ignored it. "I'm not going to keep it secret. What Cait did."
Tifa nodded. "That's good."
"The rest of us us have been sharing our secrets, so it's only fair."
There was his bait. Cloud waited.
Tifa nodded again and looked away, watching as other people began to flood in and out of Gold Saucer. It was only a matter of time until the rest of their group showed up too; none of them were relaxed enough to sleep in late, and Aerith would be dying to know how their date had gone.
That was probably what Tifa was counting on, now that he thought of it. She had ignored his bait and knew he wouldn't outright ask, so all she needed to was to wait for their moment alone to end before it grew too big. There would be yet another unsaid thing standing between them.
But if he spoke up, she would have to turn around.
What can't you tell me?
She watched the Gold Saucer, he was silent. The world around them was still calmer than it had right to be, obviously laughing at them.
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Date: 2008-09-15 05:55 am (UTC)