A Lover's Vengeance
Tifa began wiping the bar down, as the last person left. She went to the door and put the "closed" sign up. It had been a long day and she just wanted to get to bed. She wore blue jeans, and a white racer-back tank. Her long dark hair was pulled into a pony-tail, and her dark brown eyes were looked exhausted. She couldn't wait to get out of her clothes and go to sleep; but then again she could. She had been troubled by her dreams, the last month or so. It had only been 2 months since the battle with Sephiroth, for the life of the planet. He dreams had started the day Cloud had called it quits with her, because he was still so in love with Aeris. He had gone to find her. It still hurt Tifa to think about it. Her dreams were so vivid that sometimes they scared her. She wanted to talk to someone about it, but she had no one she could count on anymore.
AVALANCHE gad all gone their separate ways. Barret had gone to live in Midgar with Elmyra and his daughter Marlene. Red went back to Cosmo Canyon to take over after the death of Bugenhagen. Cait Sith had been put into a storage closet, and Reeve worked for the Turks now. Cid was back in Rocket Town, trying to save his marriage to Shera. Yuffie and Vincent had gone to live in Wutai, and start their own family. This had shocked everyone, considering that the two of them were complete opposites. As for herself and Cloud, they had moved to Kalm and reopened the Seventh Heaven. Then Cloud had left, and her dreams had gone to hell. Damn Cloud! And damn the rest of them for not keeping in contact with her, when she needed her friends the most!
Tifa had begun to dream of Sephiroth, the night Cloud had left. They weren't bad dreams, but they scared her just the same. She always dreamed that Sephiroth was still alive and waiting for her to come to him. He wanted to love her. The thing that scared her was the fact that she knew deep in heart that she wanted to love him back, and maybe she already did.
She sighed and finished the clean-up. Then she went upstairs and dug her apartment keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door. She threw the keys on her nightstand, stripped her clothes off, and slipped into a pair of boxers and undershirt. The undershirt had been Cloud's. He had left it behind, so she used it to sleep in even though it was a painful reminder of the nights she had spent wrapped in his embrace. She sighed and let her hair down, then climbed into bed. She turned out the light and sank into terrifyingly wonderful dream
She was dressed in a long, beautiful, red dress. Sleek and sexy, it was a halter with two slits up the sides that went to about mid thigh. The dress shimmered in the soft candle-light. She had a glass of Champaign in her long, slender hand, and her hair fell in gentle waves down her back. The high open-toed shoes with straps that went all the way up her calves made no noise as she turned to face her male companion.
He looked immaculate in a black tuxedo with his silver hair flowing freely down his back. His captivating green, MAKO eyes looked at her with a love that she had never seen in Cloud's eyes. He approached her as she set her Champaign down, and slipped his arms around her waist. She looked into his eyes for a long time, and then he kissed her long and deep. When they broke the kiss, she was breathless. She laid her head against his chest and sighed contentedly.
"I love you, Tifa," Sephiroth said.
Tifa started. Her eyes snapped open. She could have sworn she heard someone calling her name. Tifa sat up in bed, the sheets tightly hugged to her chest. She realized that she had broken our in cold perspiration. She got up out of bed, the sheets falling to her feet. Her long, slender legs and arms looked ghostly in the moonlight coming in her window. Tifa walked to the window, and gazed out at the sleeping town she had made her home. The water from the fountain in the middle of town sparkled. There was a light layer of early morning mist drifting over the town. She watched it creep in from the country, and up to her window. Then she caught sight of a dark figure moving through streets and watched it progress toward her, mesmerized.
"Tifa...," a deep voice whispered softly. She heard but was still enthralled as the dark figure floated up to her window. Suddenly she saw those beautiful, uncanny. MAKO eyes and they caught her own eyes up in hypnotic stare. "Tifa... let me in... open the window...," the deep voice gently whispered enticingly. She felt as if her every movement was unreal, and controlled by someone other than herself. Before she knew what she was doing she had the window open. His unnatural eyes burned into hers, hypnotizing her with the promise of love, the essence of lust, and passion, and even understanding of her soul. She felt as if he was reading her like book. Nothing was closed off to him, and he would know her every desire and thought, all of her pain.
"Sephiroth...," she said softly and he gently, but firmly took her in his arms. He lightly brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. "Sephiroth... I've been searching for you... for so long...."
"Hush, my love. For here I am at last. I've come to take you to the promise land.... We will be eternally happy there. Now listen closely beloved...." He bent and began to whisper softly in her ear.
Tifa woke up to warm sunlight streaming in through her bedroom window. She felt a new sense of purpose, a new hope to live for. She stretched luxuriously. It was a nice to know that perhaps someone out there did care for her, and was waiting patiently for her in a land of happiness. She knew that what she had experienced was a dream, yet it was a message from Sephiroth himself, calling her to him. Every detail was etched permanently in her brain. Tifa got up and took a long, hot shower. She stepped out and toweled herself off. Then she went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of Levi's and a red racer-back tank. She slipped into her clothes, and pulled on her combat boots. Then she pulled her long, dark hair into a low pony-tail that cascaded down her back. She dug through her drawer until she found her fighting gloves, her Dragon's Armlet, her ribbon, and her material. She pulled on the gloves and the armlet, and then tied the ribbon as a belt around her waist. Next she equipped her material with the essentials: Cure Magic, Final Attack-Revive, Barrier Magic, Element magic, Deathblow, Enemy Skill, and Mime, and her summon spells. She grabbed the gil that she had saved from the bar and stuffed it into her right boot. Tifa took one last look around, smiled wistfully, and then headed out the door, walked down the stairs, and out of the bar entrance.
Tifa began her journey, knowing not what to expect, only that it would be a hard journey full of trials and hardships. The reward after all was done would be great though. She felt Sephiroth's presence all around her. He had told her directions for the first step of the journey in the dream. Nothing was going to stand in her way of getting to him. She bravely walked a road less traveled, full of betrayal and vengeance on those she once loved. They had to pay for abandoning her, and she would make them. Tifa looked ahead towards the future and never back at the past. It was the only way she could do what had to be done.