Hello, I'm CLOUDxTIFAforever, and welcome to In Her Eyes. I wrote this whole thing in study hall. I know it doesn't look like much, but study hall is only 45 minutes long.

Summery: I'm not really sure what this is. I guess its Cloud reflecting on his life...but I'm REALLY not sure. Ideas just starting flowing so I went with them, and this is the result.

Author's Note: This fic is written in italics because the whole story takes place inside Cloud's head. No dialogue, nothing, just Cloud's thoughts.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I wish I did.

Song Playing: Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off ~ Panic! At The Disco

In Her Eyes (Cloud's POV)

Why must I love her so irrationally, unconditionally, and absolutely?

Since the days of my childhood, of our childhood together, I have loved her. It wasn't one of those grade school crushes, no; my feelings for her were deeper than that. Because of these feelings I pushed her away, even back then I knew that a relationship with her would be dangerous.

Looking back I probably made the right decision in distancing myself from her, considering what's happened in recent years…all the enemies I've made along the way…

But that was my past…

Now I want nothing more than to be with her.

I yearn to tell her of my love for her, to confess it. I want to take her into my arms and hold her close, to kiss her, to make her truly mine.

Telling her will be difficult, to convey words of my untold love to the women I adore, the only women I will ever want for the rest of my life. To say how much she means to me, to tell her how her touch ignites my nerves and causes my skin to burn with desire…to stare into her eyes and confess…it would truly be my heaven on earth.

I've come close to telling her so many times before, times when the passion of my feelings would grow too white-hot and intense to be ignored…but one look into her eyes and my nerve would fail.

The difficulty comes from the reflections in her eyes.

I see myself in her eyes…but the reflection staring back at me is not the real me. I see a man who seems so impossible to love, so cold and seemingly heartless.

Only Tifa can see past my outer shell, she can see the man I am underneath, the man I want so desperately to be for her…

But I also see my future…our future, in her eyes.

In her eyes I see how truly happy we could be, the love we could have…

The love is already there, I know she loves me as well, maybe even more than I love her, but neither of us has said anything. And so the feelings are left to fester, becoming harder and harder to ignore.

This ends tonight; I'm saying good-bye to my past and the excuses I've made. I'm taking control of the present and welcoming the visions of what the future may hold.

So, how was it? Be honest, but don't be mean.