Lover's War | By : Htress Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy IX Views: 736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A
mysterious voice
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I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.
Just lay back for a while…
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Are you okay? I heard you collapsed
at your post…
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Will you be strong enough? Can you
help me?
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……Cloud……
*******
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Cloud? Cloud, are you awake?
The blond moved a little in the bed before
wincing in pain. His head hurt. Slowly, he opened his eyes to find himself
facing Tifa and a black man. Tifa helped him to sit up but his body immediately
complained and he flopped back on the soft mattress. He didn’t know where he
was, how he got there… Everything was so mixed up in his head and it hurt so
much… He felt a padding behind his back, a vague sensation of cold and warmth
at the same time, voices coming from everywhere. All those perceptions confused
him. A hand was suddenly holding his head and the next thing he knew was that a
bowl of soup was at his lips. After that, nothing. Only the blackness. The
blackness and a sweet voice, soothingly whispering him to rest, what he gladly
did.
While Cloud was fitfully resting, Tifa and
the black man went down the stairs. Another brunette girl and two other men
were waiting for them. A child suddenly squealed and jumped in Tifa’s arms.
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He is not with Shinra anymore, and I
will even say that Shinra wants him dead. He isn’t listed in the army, not even
if I search for his name seven years ago. It’s like they erased him.
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Jessie… Cloud enlisted himself in the
Shinra army seven years ago, I was there.
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I talked to the doctor, Teef, and he
said he should be fine in a couple of days.
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Thanks, Biggs.
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He’s faking. Foo’s a spy, I tell ya!
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Barret! You can’t fake a fever!
Grounded Tifa. Marlene, go up and watch over Cloud, would you? I’ll prepare the
dinner now.
Barret, the black man, left the place
grumbling and called Biggs, Jessie and Wedge for a ‘reunion’. They all stepped
on a pinball machine in the corner of the bar and pushed a button. The thing
started to go down, leaving Tifa alone behind the counter. It took Cloud four
days to recover from the fever, and by that time, Barret and him were already
arguing and fighting over all, even more when Tifa proposed that Cloud could
help them with their ‘business’.
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No f*&%ing way! I’m not gonna let
a Shinra scum mess with AVALANCHE!
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But, Barret, he’s not with Shinra
anymore! And we’re cruelly lacking personnel… Nobody wants to join AVALANCHE…
And he’s not asking very much, only 800 gils for…
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WHAT!!! YOU ALREADY TOLD HIM!?!
********
Cloud and the other members of AVALANCHE
then started to set up different missions. The first up was on the number 1 reactor,
where they had to install a bomb that Jessie made. Everything went relatively
well, even if they had to fight a giant scorpion-type robot. However, Cloud
almost lost it just a moment before, when a searing pain crushed his head, and
he thought a voice called him, warned him about the reactor… Or is it that
one? Brushing away those questions, he had set the bomb and the reactor had
exploded, as planned. After that, they managed to split and the ex-SOLDEIR
wandered through the gloomy streets. He bumped into a flower girl.
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Hello there! Why is everyone running
around so much? What happened here?, she asked curiously.
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Mmm… Better not speak about that,
Cloud answered, looking oddly at the basket of flowers she was holding.
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Oh… Do you want to buy a flower? It’s
only one gil for one.
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Hey, why not? Here.
She thanked him and gave him a yellow
flower he put in his breast pocket. As he was walking quietly to the train
station however, a pack of troopers blocked the way. He had to deal with them,
but they succeeded in cornering him. Cloud was lucky, though, the train was
passing by and he jumped on it, riding back to the Seventh Heaven swiftly with
the others. Back to HQ, he gave his flower to Marlene, the adopted daughter of
Barret, thanking her because she took care of him (with Tifa’s help) when he
was sick. After a quick reunion, Cloud sagged in his cot, falling in a deep
sleep. The next mission, he hoped, would be as easy.
********
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Cloud!
The blond was really in a precarious
situation, suspended above the drop, Tifa and Barret trapped behind, unable to
help. The black man almost had to drag the girl out before everything exploded.
Cloud barely felt his body fall down, but the collision with the crumpling wood
brought him into the darkness.
A soft sigh startled him.
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Are you alright? Eh… Back then you
would come back only with grazed knees…
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What?
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Can you move your arm?
/It’s still hurting, I can’t take the
blows…/
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Who are you?
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Hello?
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It doesn’t matter for now, take it
easy… You should care about yourself, now…
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Hello? Oh, it moved!
Cloud flailed his arm weakly. God his head
hurt. Every fibre of his body was aching. He felt a gentle hand on his forehead
and leaned into the touch, it seemed so familiar… But he could not remember why
for the life of him. Still, he tried to sit up, but again that hand pressed on
his forehead so he wouldn’t move. Then there was that warmth surrounding him,
taking his pain away. His eyes slowly opened and he realised he was sprawled
across a patch of flowers. The comforting presence then helped him to his feet.
It was the same flower girl he had bumped into when leaving the sector 1 after
the explosion. Her name was Aerith. She talked to him a bit, mostly about a
present her mother had given her; a white materia. She seemed very interested
about her flowers, until some men entered the crumpled church. Aerith asked him
in a hurry if he wanted to be her bodyguard, managing a date afterward. Cloud
accepted, leading Aerith to the roof at the same time observing the man in a dark
blue suit, a Turk. He had bright red hair… Somehow it reminded him of someone.
He heard the troopers call him Reno, and Cloud nodded. It was his name…
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Cloud!!!
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Aerith, run!
Pulled out off his reverie, the ex-SOLDIER
pushed the barrels to block the way to the troopers and both of them made their
escape through the roof. Later that night, after meeting Aerith’s mother, Cloud
decided to go to sector 7 alone. He quietly got out of his room, thanked miss
Gainsborough and slipped into the starless night.
********
They were installed on the top of an old
moogle slide. Cloud sighed. God it so looks familiar… Have I ever been there
before with… her? A blinding flash cut through his trail of thoughts and he
winced in pain. He did not want Aerith to be in danger, but she involved
herself, knowing that she could get hurt in the process. Cloud finally let her
follow him. They were talking about the army, but the blonde could not remember
much.
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In which class you were?
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Mmm? /Hey, you’re talking to the
best First Class ever…/ First. I was a first class SOLDIER. One of the
best.
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Just like him…
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Like who?
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My boyfriend. He was a First Class
too.
As they were talking, the wall giving
access to the sector 7 opened and a cart passed by. To Cloud’s surprise, he saw
a young woman in a blue dress at the back. She had long brown hair and bright
hazel eyes… He immediately jumped down the slide to follow it.
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Tifa!
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Cloud, wait! What is it?
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That girl on the cart, it was Tifa!
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Your friend? Oh! Then we have no time
to loose!
And with that she ran after the cart toward
Wall Market.
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Aerith! Wait!
*********
They finally found trace of Tifa in a huge
mansion, Don Corneo’s brothel. Cloud, manly as he was, tried to get in, but the
guard, if he could be called a guard, stopped him. Only girls in, he said.
Aerith then spoke to him and took Cloud apart. While he was thinking about a
way to get inside, the flower girl, on the other hand, started to giggle. A
little annoyed, he asked her what was the matter… Poor Cloud wished afterward
he hadn’t asked… When she stepped into the dress shop, and running errands
after errands to get one that she wanted…
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Oh! Look at it! It’s really beautiful!
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Mph… we are supposed to go and help
Tifa, remember? How is it going to help us to get inside Don’s mansion?
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It can’t be!, gasped Aerith, When I
told the guard I had a friend who wanted to come, I talked about you! That
dress is for you, of course…
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WHAT?!?
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Come on, don’t make that face and go
try it!
Without even having the time to protest, he
was shoved into the changing boot with the purple dress. After glaring at it
five minutes, he decided to go for it. He had to admit, the cloth was smooth to
the touch, soft… I… I feel like I did this before… Cloud undressed and
tried the garment, which was surprisingly fitting. He shyly got out, and Aerith
gasped. By the time she’d said he needed a wig, he was already crimson red,
feeling miserable… when he heard her asking him to change back, he gladly did…
But only to go on a quest of feminine items, in which Cloud really had to lower
himself enough to go to the Honey Bee Inn, the most infamous brothel of all
Wall Market. After getting some perfume, a wig and a tiara, Aerith insisted on
the fact that he should have at least a feminine underwear and some make up,
what he would surely find in there. Walking in the hall, he was welcomed by a
brunette girl who asked him to choose a room. Not wanting to stay here for too
long, Cloud entered one, not bothering to look and walked to the side of the
tub. He heard the door click shut and the sound of a zipper being pulled down…
That’s when it happened. He lost his breath as his head started spinning and
again he heard that voice inside of him snarl at his behaviour. The world
around him turned black, his body suddenly losing its balance, collapsing on
the carpeted floor.
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Do you really think that escaping
your problems will solve them?
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What? Who… Who are you? I… don’t
understand…
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Wake up!
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Get up and get moving! I need help!
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Wake up! Wake up! C’mon, man! M’lady,
bring some cold water, I think he’s comin’ back… Hey, dude, c’mon…
Cloud bolted upright and started to
hyperventilate, so much he almost blacked out. But hopefully, the lady and the
man with him splashed his face with cold water. After few minutes, his breath came
back to normal and Muki, the man who took care of him, brought him in the back
room so he could recuperate. When he recovered, Cloud roamed around the girl’s
stuff, snatching a make-up kit and a pair of panties. He quickly got out to
meet Aerith, ready for his final transformation.
*********
Cloud thanked whoever was up there when
Tifa and Aerith barged in. He was in a rather embarrassing situation, for the
Don had chosen him to be his special guest for the night. Corneo was on the
verge of undressing him, a hand on his tight, whispering dirty words to his
ears… The fat man moved to the end of the bed in shock when Cloud revealed his
true gender. However, with all the time they lost trying to figure out what was
going on… well, they were trapped. Corneo let them to the mercy of his ‘pet’,
and then they had to find a way to sector seven through the sewers and the
train cemetery. Tifa was grating on Cloud’s nerves by then, and Aerith’s
babbling was starting to give him a serious migraine. No time to rest though,
because there was already a fight going on near the pillar of sector seven.
They ran all the way to get there, shouting to the people to evacuate as
quickly as possible. Reaching the structure, Tifa and Cloud recognized the body
of the fattest member of AVALANCHE, Wedge, swaying dangerously on the edge of a
platform. Seconds later he was falling. His last words were to inform Tifa and
Cloud that Barret was alone up there, trying to fight off all the Shinra
soldiers. The brunette fighter asked Aerith to go and take Marlene away from
sector seven before following Cloud up to the pillar. They stumbled across both
Jessie and Biggs’s bodies on their way, but managed to get to Barret in time to
meet with a Turk, messing up with the controls of the pillar. He was pushing
some buttons and then backed away in fright of something. Tifa then ran behind
him, but the Turk stopped her.
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If you try to disable this, it’ll blow
up in ya’re face!
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Reno!
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Cloud! The plate will crash down on
sector seven! Everybody will be killed!
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You foo’s going to pay for this!!!,
yelled Barret.
The fight did not lasted very long. Reno
seemed rather distant from it, only relying on his nightstick to trap the
AVALANCHERS. When a chopper approached with Aerith on board, the fight stopped,
Reno threw himself off the pillar and the three fighters grabbed a metallic
rope and escaped through the air as the pillar gave out and collapsed, bringing
the top plate down on the slums, taking with it it’s share of innocent people.
********
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Aerith’s house is this way!, shouted
Cloud for the last time.
The old house was suddenly in view and
Cloud knocked before entering. He was welcome by Elmyra Gainsborough and a
little brown haired girl…
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Marlene!
The black man hugged his daughter tightly.
He was driving Cloud mad with his anxiety since the ‘incident’ of sector seven.
Tifa was glad too to see the little girl alive and well. She started to talk
with Elmyra, and the blond took the opportunity to go up and lay back for a
while. He was feeling tired, and somehow he wanted to hear again that voice…
But it was Aerith that was in his dreams that night and that troubled him. He
had to go and find her, somehow he was feeling bond to her, something in him
was commanding to go to her… So the next morning he stepped out of the quiet
and still sleeping house. He had to go and save Aerith. She saved him, she
saved Marlene and he owe her a date, after all…
End
Author’s
notes
Oh Goooooooood…. That chapter sounds crappy
to me… But that part in the game is somehow boring, after all. Don’t worry, the
next chapter should be better. The gang will leave Midgar in: The return of the
Black Caped Man.
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