Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ The aftermath ❯ The Aftermath: Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Cloud turned around and watched the Highwind fly away, silently waving
goodbye to his friends. Tifa walked up to him and took some things
from the top of the trunk he was still holding.

"Lets go" she urged him softly and they began walking.

When they got into Nibelheim they found not much had changed from when
they last left it. Tifa walked to her house and let them in using a
spare key left in a crack on the shutters to the right of the door.
Cloud walked in and set the trunk down on the table in the next room.
Tifa, meanwhile, walked upstairs to her room. Cloud followed. He found
Tifa sitting on her bed, thinking hard. She looked up as he walked in
and smiled.

"What're you thinking about?" asked Cloud.

"Oh, Nothing. I just can't seem to find something I thought I left..."
replied Tifa.

He thought back to when he had visited the house as a kid and blushed,
remembering that he had taken the Orthopedic Underwear.

"What's wrong Cloud?" Tifa asked, suspicious of the red faced soldier.

"Eh...I um...Remember when I told you that I didn't take the
underwear..."

"You really DID take it didn't you! Don't lie to me Cloud Strife! I
can't believe you would do that. What did you want with it anyway?"

Cloud only shrugged, and produced the underwear from his vest.

Tifa snatched them up angrily. "Cloud Strife...Tsk Tsk" she muttered
as she put them away in a drawer.

He sat down on the bed and took a deep breath, letting the familiar
scene sink in. Tifa walked over to him and sat beside him, looking
slowly around the room. As she turned to Cloud, she found him staring
at her. His eyes were sparkling with the blue-green glow that came
over the soldiers.

"Cloud" Tifa started. "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Last time you did, it didn't turn out well..."

"Pleeaassee??" Tifa persisted.

"All right, I'll listen to it, but if you want me to dress up like
Sepheroth again..."

"No no no!" interrupted Tifa. "No, Not that. In fact, my idea did have
something to do with costume though, or lack thereof..." she winked as
she said it.

Cloud was catching on and tensed up as she ran her hand across his
face and down his neck, leaving a trail of where the fingernail had
pressed in. She firmly pushed him down on the bed and crawled on top
of him, pushing his protective vest off. Cloud was frozen, not sure
what to do. She began to run her fingers along the lines of his muscle
on his bare chest. Gradually he loosened up and, hesitantly, reached
up to her overall straps.

She stopped what she was doing and led his hand up her chest and
helped him push the straps down. She pulled off her white top and
guided his hands to her now bare chest. Cloud sucked in a breath of
air as he touched her breast. He could feel its softness even through
his gloves. He quickly worked to remove the gloves. When they had been
taken care of, he pressed his thumb against her nipple, and circled
it. She moaned at the motion, but showed no signs of resistance still.
He decided to become a little bolder, and moved his hand to her skirt,
and down still, to her thigh. He rubbed the inner thigh, circling
upwards, raising the skirt as he went. After it was about half of the
way up, he worked to the back of the skirt, feeling for the zipper.
Tifa reached back and unzipped the skirt for him, and pushed it down.
Cloud paused for a second, trying to figure out what to do next, but
Tifa did it for him. She pushed his hand into her underwear and
pressed it firmly. He took a few second, but began to rub with his
palm finally. Tifa moaned, it only pushed him to rub harder. She began
to work at his pants, unbuttoning them, and pushing them down his
legs.

Tifa closed her eyes and let her head look up to the ceiling. When she
opened her eyes she saw Yuffie looking through the window, staring
straight at her.

"Yuffie!" exclaimed Tifa as she scrambled to pull her top back on.

Cloud was confused, and stood up, pulling his pants halfway up with
him. Suddenly he heard a dull thud outside the window. Looking out he
saw a sight that would be very funny, if he would have not been so
embarrassed. Yuffie was lying on her back, eyes wide open saying "I
didn't see it. Didn't...I...See anything..."

The two of them scrambled back into their clothes, and hurried
downstairs to see how the ninja was. When they got outside, Yuffie was
already on her feet.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do anything! I wont say a thing, honest,
ninja's honor!" Yuffie blurted out hurriedly.

"Yuffie..." Cloud growled. He grabbed his hair and began shaking his
head. Suddenly he straightened up and looked straight-faced at Yuffie.
Unsheathing his sword, he began walking to Yuffie, His blade held
firm. She began backing away...slowly at first, then all of a sudden,
she turned around and ran away. Cloud stopped and let his sword drop
to his side.

"I hate that ninja...I wish we never picked her up."

Tifa the whole time had a look of terror on her face. It had now
turned to a look of concern.

"Were you going to... KILL her?!"

Cloud shrugged. "Maybe."

Tifa sighed and led Cloud back inside the house.