Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Dreaming of You ❯ Your Bloody Little Nightmare ( Chapter 1 )

Dreaming of You

Chapter 1: Paranoia

By: Tiffy

Her darkened silhouette stood silent and deathly still against the pale lighting of streetlights and the crescent moon that hung by a thread in the sky. Decaying wood held her body weight above the busy street that hustled yards below her. The balcony was a mahogany color that bled its light from the small droplets of water that gathered from the night's rainfall.

She stood still, her body stiff as to not make an appearance to the being that danced in his dreams before her. Her fingers were beginning to tingle from the crisp air that constantly was biting away at the flames of warm blood that tried to circulate through her muscles. A chill ran up the back off her spine leading to her scalp making her hair feel as if it were tightening to the point the her flesh would simply tear off.

"Cloud," her lips formed the name in a tight smirk. The wind carried her words off into oblivion making her voice seem ghostly. She felt herself tremble again in the cold. Her tank top seemed to cling tighter to her body in the cold, but the real solution was the fact that it was drenched from the rainfall. Any exposing flesh on her body seemed to shimmer a rainbow of white in the moonlight giving her a ghastly look.

What am I doing? Voices in her head began to contemplate the situation and her conscious told her the immediate danger of the situation. This isn't you Tifa…sneaking into a man's apartment to simply tell him that you love him. What if he refuses? I'll be thrown out into the streets. Yeah, that's a pleasant experience…

Tifa Lockheart gave a sigh as her eyes pierced through the glass crystal of the door that was in front of her. The room was dark with no light emitting from anywhere. Shades of blue bounced off every object that was reaching for the moon's light, while every corner was damned to the shadows of pure darkness. Although any object seemed strangely distorted to the human eye, there was one that still managed to lure her attention from any other.

In front of her lay the perfect being. She stalked his beautiful body that lay with the sheets exposing his bare chest that grew no hair and was rather smooth and looked soft to the touch. His ribs were visible with every breath he drew in, but would then disappear as he relaxed and his lungs rid the toxic air. Every part of his body seemed to be perfect in one way or another. Even his breathing seemed to hypnotize her.

How is it possible for such a creation to be made? Other than two people simply coming together and making a child. But…how could they make a being like this? No, there's something about him. Something…something that isn't natural. No person could be naturally made to be this perfect. Her thoughts continued to plague her mind, almost to the point of insanity. The breaking point was nearing her emotions, but she promised not to show any sign of weakness.

A shell hardened around her body and soul, leaving a psychotic grin across her face. Her eyes squinted to small slits as she began to lose complete control of her movements and body. Everything around her spun in all directions colors swirling with each other to make fast movements that weren't ever humanly possible. Her head pounded, but she pursued forward, a bloody hand touched and stained the crystal in front of her.

She ran her hand down the door until it stopped abruptly on the handle. A print was left behind, the gore of her fluid staining it a deep red that could only be made by fresh blood. Fatigue had begun to torture her body, making even the small task of sliding the door to the side a chore. Using both her scarred hands, she gave a pull and then a push to release the door from its lock and let it slide to its freedom.

A breeze washed in over the room, making the once still room shiver with the wind. Tifa stood again, a waiting for the being to awake, but reluctantly he only gave a small tremble from the wind. Relief swelled through her, but it was not enough to take away the pounding pain that infiltrated both her wrists. The pain had finally grown to the point where she had to drop the knife that she held loosely in her hand. A clang echoed for a moment before the knife finally settled peacefully at her feet.

Her steps were heavy, yet still not enough to rouse the sleeping form. She took a position next to him, near the head of his bed and her blank eyes looked down at his resting body. With the little energy she had left, she took her hand and gently pushed a stray strand of his angelic hair away from intruding in on the perplexity of his face.

"You should be sleeping my lover. Tell me what you're dreaming of," she sang the melody of a familiar song a few times while keeping her eyes fixed on his face. With the gentleness of her hand, she stroked his warm cheek, leaving a trail of her blood in her wake. She repeated the words again, and then she attempted to repeat them again, but the colors that had begun to swirl around her had diminished, leaving her into a blackened state with only her legs holding her body upright.

She stumbled backwards as she tried to fight for control over her body. She managed to regain her balance once, but immediately found herself falling forwards with no support. Her hands plummeted to the ground first, and her body followed slamming down on her wrists. A whelp from her would have been expected, but her mind was in shock and she could feel no pain, even the thud that her head made when it crashed onto a night stand and then onto the wooden floor next to Cloud's bed.

Author's Note: I don't think that's too morbid. PG-13 at most, I would think. Anyway, there's more to it, but that's only how much I have gotten right now. I realize that Tifa is acting a little strange right now, but I should be putting her back into character with further chapters. I just needed to do that right now so that way I could get the story going.

So yeah, tell me what you guys think. I know this first one was rather angsty and short, but there should be a few more chapters expected. Nobody seemed to really like the last story I did, but that doesn't matter. I'm doing these stories for my own satisfaction, not yours! Yeah, I'll finish the story, but I just may never put it up here unless you guys tell me to. See how that goes? Good…now get reviewing.