Cloti fanfic
Well, after reading some absolutely fabulous cloti fanfics over the last several weeks, I decided I might as well have a go at some of my own. Random drabbly stuff, and I don't think I can write them very well, but we'll see how it goes. Also, I have no idea how to do LJ cuts, so this could take awhile...oh, there we go. And this was written in about an hour or so, so it might be quite bad XD
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Final Fantasy VII - Flowers
Murderous impulses can start so innocently sometimes.
“Tifa, where did this come from?”
Tifa glanced up from the sink to see Marlene tilting her head at the vase sitting on the end of the bar. “Oh, do you like it?” she asked with a smile, moving to refill Denzel’s glass of orange juice. She got a muffled ‘fank you ‘ifa’ in reply, and gently scolded him for talking with his mouth full again.
Marlene nodded, putting her toast down and jumping off her stool to go and smell the flowers in the vase. “They smell really pretty!” she proclaimed, reaching out to brush the petals of the flowers. “Did you buy the vase too?”
Tifa shook her head, returning her attention to the coffee mug she was cleaning. “No, it was just something I had lying around the bar. I think Barret gave it to me when he brought those flowers for your birthday this year,” she replied, smiling softly.
Denzel finally swallowed and turned his head to look at the flowers too. “Those are kinda pretty Tifa” he admitted, though it was obvious he was much less enthralled than Marlene. “Did you buy them at the store yesterday?”
She shook her head. “No, I didn’t buy them. Though they do brighten up the place a bit, don’t they?”
Marlene nodded eagerly. She loved flowers and was always trying to persuade Tifa to have some in the bar. “Well, where did they come from?”
Tifa flushed slightly at the little girl’s question, returning her attention to the sink. “Oh… a customer gave them to me last night,” she said off-handedly, not noticing the way bright blue eyes snapped up at her remark.
Marlene’s eyes lit up. “Oh! Was it that customer who kept saying how pretty you are Tifa? He seemed really nice, he was talking to you and staring at you the whole night” she said happily, also not noticing the rather deadly vibes coming from the small table set up behind the kids.
Denzel frowned into his glass. “I didn’t like him,” he mumbled, looking cautiously back at Cloud.
Tifa merely nodded, still focusing on the sink. “Yes, it was him. He said something about how I deserved some nice flowers. I thought they might look nice in the bar, and I couldn’t really say no,” she continued, flicking her hair out of her eyes with her pinky.
Marlene beamed. “See, I told you flowers would be a good idea!” she chimed, moving back to her stool to resume eating her breakfast.
Denzel scowled. “I still didn’t like him,” he muttered.
“Tifa.”
Both children started as Cloud suddenly appeared between them, staring intently at Tifa.
She looked up, her bright smile faltering a little at the serious look in his eyes. “Yes Cloud?” she asked uncertainly.
“Your customer was wrong,” he answered, blue eyes not leaving hers.
“Oh?” Tifa felt a little confused and a little hurt too. Cloud didn’t think she was pretty?
“Yes,” he nodded firmly. “You’re not just pretty, you’re beautiful.”
“…oh,” was all she could respond, staring at him.
He nodded again. The completely serious look on his face and his matter-of-fact tone told her he was telling her the truth.
Marlene then elbowed him. “You’re supposed to give her something after saying that!” she hissed.
Cloud blinked down at the girl, looking vaguely bewildered. He quickly glanced around the room, searching for something like Marlene meant. Tifa ducked her head, hiding the small smile on her face.
“Umm, here,” he said quietly.
Tifa looked up again to see Cloud brandishing an empty coffee mug at her, looking down at his shoes.
She burst out laughing and accepted the mug, giggling at how much Cloud now looked like an adorable little boy. “Why thank you Cloud,” she teased, smiling as he blushed.
“You’re welcome,” he mumbled, glancing down at Marlene who was now shaking her head at him in mild disgust.
Still laughing, Tifa leaned over the bar to kiss him. “It sounds much nicer when you say it anyway,” she breathed against his lips, before pulling back and moving upstairs to start getting Marlene’s school things ready.
Cloud stayed where he was, a silly grin on his face. Marlene scoffed at him and hopped off her stool as she went to help Tifa. “Boys! You’re all so silly!” she grumbled, though she was smiling at the cute moment between her guardians.
Cloud then felt a small poke in his side, and turned to look at Denzel. “Cloud, you’ll be staying here tonight, won’t you?”
Cloud nodded, his eyes straying to where Tifa disappeared. “Of course.”
Denzel smiled. “Good. If you’re here, you can stop that guy trying anything. He’s not even close to being good enough for Tifa,” he declared, returning his attention to his breakfast.
Cloud smiled at that, moving around the bar to finish the washing up.
Denzel then looked up from his breakfast again. “Hey Cloud?”
“Yes?”
He hesitated. “If you’re staying here today, can I help you with Fenrir after school?” he asked, eyes shining and hopeful.
Cloud raised an eyebrow. “Well, what can you offer me in return?” he replied, gently teasing.
Denzel considered this for a moment. “Uhh… I can point out that guy if he comes in tonight?” he said hopefully.
Cloud smirked. “Deal.”
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Let me know what you think please!
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Final Fantasy VII - Flowers
Murderous impulses can start so innocently sometimes.
“Tifa, where did this come from?”
Tifa glanced up from the sink to see Marlene tilting her head at the vase sitting on the end of the bar. “Oh, do you like it?” she asked with a smile, moving to refill Denzel’s glass of orange juice. She got a muffled ‘fank you ‘ifa’ in reply, and gently scolded him for talking with his mouth full again.
Marlene nodded, putting her toast down and jumping off her stool to go and smell the flowers in the vase. “They smell really pretty!” she proclaimed, reaching out to brush the petals of the flowers. “Did you buy the vase too?”
Tifa shook her head, returning her attention to the coffee mug she was cleaning. “No, it was just something I had lying around the bar. I think Barret gave it to me when he brought those flowers for your birthday this year,” she replied, smiling softly.
Denzel finally swallowed and turned his head to look at the flowers too. “Those are kinda pretty Tifa” he admitted, though it was obvious he was much less enthralled than Marlene. “Did you buy them at the store yesterday?”
She shook her head. “No, I didn’t buy them. Though they do brighten up the place a bit, don’t they?”
Marlene nodded eagerly. She loved flowers and was always trying to persuade Tifa to have some in the bar. “Well, where did they come from?”
Tifa flushed slightly at the little girl’s question, returning her attention to the sink. “Oh… a customer gave them to me last night,” she said off-handedly, not noticing the way bright blue eyes snapped up at her remark.
Marlene’s eyes lit up. “Oh! Was it that customer who kept saying how pretty you are Tifa? He seemed really nice, he was talking to you and staring at you the whole night” she said happily, also not noticing the rather deadly vibes coming from the small table set up behind the kids.
Denzel frowned into his glass. “I didn’t like him,” he mumbled, looking cautiously back at Cloud.
Tifa merely nodded, still focusing on the sink. “Yes, it was him. He said something about how I deserved some nice flowers. I thought they might look nice in the bar, and I couldn’t really say no,” she continued, flicking her hair out of her eyes with her pinky.
Marlene beamed. “See, I told you flowers would be a good idea!” she chimed, moving back to her stool to resume eating her breakfast.
Denzel scowled. “I still didn’t like him,” he muttered.
“Tifa.”
Both children started as Cloud suddenly appeared between them, staring intently at Tifa.
She looked up, her bright smile faltering a little at the serious look in his eyes. “Yes Cloud?” she asked uncertainly.
“Your customer was wrong,” he answered, blue eyes not leaving hers.
“Oh?” Tifa felt a little confused and a little hurt too. Cloud didn’t think she was pretty?
“Yes,” he nodded firmly. “You’re not just pretty, you’re beautiful.”
“…oh,” was all she could respond, staring at him.
He nodded again. The completely serious look on his face and his matter-of-fact tone told her he was telling her the truth.
Marlene then elbowed him. “You’re supposed to give her something after saying that!” she hissed.
Cloud blinked down at the girl, looking vaguely bewildered. He quickly glanced around the room, searching for something like Marlene meant. Tifa ducked her head, hiding the small smile on her face.
“Umm, here,” he said quietly.
Tifa looked up again to see Cloud brandishing an empty coffee mug at her, looking down at his shoes.
She burst out laughing and accepted the mug, giggling at how much Cloud now looked like an adorable little boy. “Why thank you Cloud,” she teased, smiling as he blushed.
“You’re welcome,” he mumbled, glancing down at Marlene who was now shaking her head at him in mild disgust.
Still laughing, Tifa leaned over the bar to kiss him. “It sounds much nicer when you say it anyway,” she breathed against his lips, before pulling back and moving upstairs to start getting Marlene’s school things ready.
Cloud stayed where he was, a silly grin on his face. Marlene scoffed at him and hopped off her stool as she went to help Tifa. “Boys! You’re all so silly!” she grumbled, though she was smiling at the cute moment between her guardians.
Cloud then felt a small poke in his side, and turned to look at Denzel. “Cloud, you’ll be staying here tonight, won’t you?”
Cloud nodded, his eyes straying to where Tifa disappeared. “Of course.”
Denzel smiled. “Good. If you’re here, you can stop that guy trying anything. He’s not even close to being good enough for Tifa,” he declared, returning his attention to his breakfast.
Cloud smiled at that, moving around the bar to finish the washing up.
Denzel then looked up from his breakfast again. “Hey Cloud?”
“Yes?”
He hesitated. “If you’re staying here today, can I help you with Fenrir after school?” he asked, eyes shining and hopeful.
Cloud raised an eyebrow. “Well, what can you offer me in return?” he replied, gently teasing.
Denzel considered this for a moment. “Uhh… I can point out that guy if he comes in tonight?” he said hopefully.
Cloud smirked. “Deal.”
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Let me know what you think please!