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Chapter 33: A Day With Tifa
Cloud awoke again. His clock now read 9:47.
Cloud quickly shot up in bed. He was late!
And then he remembered: he was suspended. Relieved, he laid back down.
"I have a whole day to myself," he said aloud.
He wondered if he would go back to sleep, but he knew there would be no need. He would get up, clean up, and play his video games for hours on end. His mother had already left for work, so he had the whole house to himself.
And then, he glanced to his side, and noticed the sleeping Tifa. She had fallen asleep next to him!
She was on her stomach, and over the covers. He eyes were closed at first, but, slowly, they opened.
"Cloud?" she said groggily. "What happened?"
"I dunno," he replied. "I think you fell asleep."
Tifa pushed herself up with her arms and sat on the foot of the bed. "Oops," she finally said as she began to blush.
Cloud looked her face. He had never seen it redder.
"Is your mom still here?" asked Tifa.
Cloud shook his head. "She leaves for work at eight."
"Do you think she saw me?"
"Doubt it," Cloud replied. "If she did, she'd be screaming us stupid."
"True," said Tifa as she stretched herself and rose to her feet. "Oooh!" she exclaimed. "Your floor's cold!"
Cloud breifly turned and stared out his window. He could see his porch that he had been sitting on since he could remember. Beyond that, he could see the pool where his mother had taught him to swim. He chuckled inside, remembering how when he was really little he took his swimming lessons in the nude. He groaned inside when he remembered that his mother had been nude as well, and he wondered if the neighbors ever saw them. Beyond the pool was two rows of apple trees that he had been watching grow his whole life. Beyond that, he saw where the grass grew taller. That marked the end of his backyard, as well as the boundary of Nibelheim.
And then, Cloud suddenly got a strange feeling, and began to scratch his head. "Wait a minute," he said to himself. "This can't be real."
"Cloud!" Tifa suddenly exclaimed.
"What's up?" asked Cloud as he turned to see that Tifa had discovered the bathroom in his room.
"You have the master bedroom?!"
"Yeah," Cloud replied. "My mom gave it to me."
"Why?" asked Tifa.
"So she could ground me more easily," Cloud replied.
Tifa then decided to get to the point. "Mind if I shower in here?" she asked. "I usually do every morning."
"Go right ahead," Cloud replied.
Cloud then turned back towards the window. The longer grass ran but a few fields before it was stopped by the mighty mountains. And those mountains, as far as the thirteen-year-old Cloud and the twelve-year-old Tifa were concerned, marked the end of the world.
A few minutes later, Tifa returned from the shower. She was wearing jeans and a red tee shirt.
"I'm next," Cloud announced as he finally got out of bed.
Tifa nodded. "You hungry?" she asked.
"Getting there," Cloud replied.
"Great!" Tifa replied. "We can go to the diner near the well," she suggested.
"Sounds good," said Cloud.
AT THE DINER….
Cloud was sitting in a booth across from his friend at the diner. Both had just finished a small stack of pancakes, and the waitress had just come over to give them the check. Before Cloud could object, Tifa covered the tab.
"You didn't have to," Cloud said.
"I wanted to," Tifa assured him.
"You've got a nice girlfriend," the waitress said.
Both of them began to blush in unison.
"He's my best friend," Tifa replied. "Since I can remember."
"Aww," said the waitress as she left. "That's cute."
For a minute, the two sat in awkward silence. Finally, one of the decided she needed to break it somehow.
"I don't believe it," Tifa said. "What a messed up week this has been for both of us."
"I know," Cloud replied.
There was another silence. It was rather difficult to think of something to say, given the circumstances. Both of them were having problems, and that embarrassing waitress didn't help.
"I can't believe I'll be thirteen in May," Tifa finally said.
"That's right," Cloud said. "Trust me, though, nothing changed for me."
"It'll be different for me," Tifa said sadly. "I'll be without my mom. I'll probably see her only once a week. Maybe even once a month."
Cloud was silent for a moment. He hated seeing Tifa like this. "What if there was a way we could get them to give your mom the house? And you?"
"Fat chance," Tifa replied. "My mom's never worked since she married my dad. She has no money to her name. She can't afford a lawyer. She'll have to represent herself."
"I'm sorry," Cloud said.
"It's not your fault," Tifa insisted. "But can we just talk about something else?"
Cloud nodded. "Sure."
"I might make some changes," Tifa said. "When I'm thirteen, I mean."
"Like what?" asked Cloud.
"I think I might start to wear crop tops," Tifa continued, after some hesitation.
"Johnny'll go nuts for sure," Cloud warned. "He can't even handle your jeans."
"It's only one guy, really," Tifa said.
"Do your parents know about this?" asked Cloud.
"Yeah," Tifa sighed. "They've already given me the 'dress-up-like-Halloween-and-the-ghosts-come-get-you' talk."
"Why do you want to wear crop tops all of a sudden?" Cloud asked.
"It's hard to explain," Tifa replied. "I guess it has to do with being a girl and knowing what fashion is."
"Jeans are fashion, too," Cloud said.
Tifa sighed for a moment. Then, she smiled. "Wanna take a dip in the pool?"
"Huh?" asked Cloud, not expecting that kind of response.
"I brought a bathing suit with my stuff," Tifa continued.
Cloud sighed. She had loved the pool in his backyard since it was built. "How did I know you would eventually ask that?"
"Come on!" Tifa insisted. "What'd ya say?"
Cloud folded his arms.
IN THE POOL…
The noon sun shone over Cloud's backyard as the two friends were immersed in the pool's cool water.
Tifa was wearing a yellow one-piece. Cloud was wearing a pair of purple trunks. Tifa noticed first and couldn't help but point it out.
"We're complimentary colors," she said.
Cloud didn't know what that meant, so he just nodded. "Are you sure your mom won't see us?" he asked.
"I'm sure," Tifa insisted. "You can't see the pool from my house."
"I've never been over," Cloud said. "So I wouldn't know."
"That's right," Tifa reminded herself. "Your mom won't catch us, would she?"
"She's still not going to be home for another five or six hours," Cloud replied. "And I only have one parent to worry about."
Cloud was then silent. The fact that he had been raised by a single mother wasn't something he was proud of, but it did work out for him from time to time.
"Would you ever try to find out who he is and maybe track him down?" Tifa suddenly asked.
"Who?" asked Cloud, though he quickly realized whom she was talking about.
"Your father," Tifa replied.
"I've always been thinking he died," Cloud said. "My mom always refers to him in the past tense. She wouldn't do that if he was still alive."
Tifa then turned on her back and began to do a backstroke. "What do you think happens?" she asked.
"What happens?"
"When we die," Tifa clarified as she reached the wall of the pool and turned a hundred and eighty degrees.
"I dunno," Cloud replied. "I think we just cease to be."
"How do you know?" asked Tifa.
"I don't know," Cloud replied. "I just believe it. There's no reason to believe otherwise."
"Prove it, then," challenged Tifa as she reached the other wall and turned again.
Cloud sighed. "The burden of proof isn't on me; it's on someone who wants to prove something exists. What do you believe?"
"I believe we cross the mountains," Tifa replied.
"Those mountains?" asked Cloud as he pointed to the ones in the distance.
"That's right," Tifa answered.
"Prove it," Cloud challenged.
"I don't know how, really," Tifa said as she ceased her backstroke and stood on her feet. "I would guess I'd have to cross."
"And if you just find another town on the other side?" Cloud asked.
"It's doesn't mean there's no afterlife," Tifa replied as she reached back and wrung out her long, dark hair. "It just means I looked in the wrong place."
"So who do you think it is?" asked Cloud.
"Who who is?" asked his friend.
"You know…who your dad is…"
Tifa frowned. "I really don't want to talk about this."
"I know," Cloud said. "But if we can prove it, the judge will give everything to your mom. Including you."
Tifa almost felt her ears go up. Then, her heart sank again. "But, remember, she can't afford a lawyer."
"And you said she'll represent herself? Just showing proof to the judge would do the trick."
Tifa suddenly smiled. Her friend was right. "It has to be someone at work," she said. "I don't know where else it would be."
"Does he go anywhere else?" asked Cloud.
"No," Tifa replied. "We have trackers on our family wireless plan. We know where we are at all times."
Cloud paused nervously.
"Don't worry," Tifa continued with a smile. "I left my phone behind."
"So what should we do, then?" asked Cloud, thinking of how to catch Brian.
And at that moment, a drop of rain hit Cloud's forearm.
"Did you feet that?" asked Tifa.
"What?" asked Cloud. "The rain?"
Tifa nodded. "Time to go inside?"
"And what are we immersed in?" asked Cloud sarcastically.
And then, almost as if in response, they saw a flash of lightening.
"Okay," Cloud agreed as he and Tifa jumped out of the pool in unison.
INSIDE…
Cloud in Tifa were seated in front of the TV in Cloud's room. They were still in their swim suits, but were dried off. The rain was coming down outside.
Cloud was showing Tifa one of his video games. "Mousetrap," Cloud said.
"Oh," said Tifa as she stood up and placed her hands on her hips. "Isn't that the 3-D shooter where you can look at naked women in the shower, and shoot them if you want to?"
Cloud nodded, somewhat embarassed.
"Played it," Tifa declared.
"You've played it?!" asked Cloud, quite surprised.
"I played it for five minutes," Tifa replied.
"Why only five minutes?" Cloud asked.
"I got caught playing it," Tifa said. "My dad took it away and now I can't get a new one, since they took it off the market."
"They took it off the market?" asked Cloud. "Why?"
"Too many kids were buying it."
"Oh," said Cloud. "Wanna play? It'll be more than five minutes."
"Sure," Tifa replied. "But I'm kind of hungry."
"We've got some frozen stuff in the kitchen," Cloud informed her.
"Sounds good to me," she said.
They went downstairs into the kitchen, whereupon Cloud promptly opened the freezer and began rummaging.
"So how are we going to do this?" asked Tifa.
"Do what?"
"Prove my dad's a cheat?" Tifa clarified.
"We could follow him to work soon, while I'm still suspended," Cloud replied.
"It's a good idea," said Tifa. "But there's one problem. I'm not suspended. I have to be in school."
"Get suspended," Cloud suggested as he reached towards the back of the freezer.
"Are you serious?" Tifa replied, surprised.
"Of course."
"I've never been suspended," Tifa said. "I've never even had a detention!"
"There's a first time for everything," said Cloud as he pulled out a box. "Like these fishsticks."
Cloud turned around to see Tifa with her back turned to him. He first directed his gaze to her head, as she was fixing her hair. His gazed then shifted to her legs and backside, primarilty the latter. Tifa was a tee shirt and jeans girl, so Cloud never got a good look at her legs, let alone her thighs. He had a strange feeling he wanted to keep looking, and also some sense of...wanting.
And then, the realization came to him. Tifa was a girl. They had been playmates forever, but the fact that he was a boy and she was a girl never seriously crossed his mind until lately. It was an odd thing, because it seemed like they would be nothing but child playmates forever.
Not forever, Cloud realized. He was thirteen and she was twelve. They would grow up, but that would be it. She would find a career and possibly move away. Or her family, whatever was left of it, would.
Just then, Tifa turned around. "What's up?" she asked with a smile.
"Um...nothing," Cloud struggled to say.
"Sorry," she said. "I guess me standing still isn't that exicing," she laughed.
"It's not that," Cloud said. "Just a lot on my mind. What we talked about and all."
"I can tap dance," said Tifa. "Wanna see?"
"What brought that up?" asked Cloud.
"Just to get our minds off of it," she replied with a smile. With that, Tifa began to tapdance, causing both herself and Cloud to giggle in unison.
And then, Cloud's smile faded from his face. He saw a figure appear behind Tifa.
Tifa stopped tap dancing when she noticed his smile was gone. And then she turned around.
"Hi, Miss Strife," Tifa greeted with an embarrassed look on her face.
THAT EVENING….
"You were hiding there the whole time?!" Brian demanded through Cloud's open front door.
"Don't worry!" Tifa insisted. "It was only a day!"
"Don't worry?!" exclaimed Claire. "We were about to call the police!"
"Why bother?" Tifa sighed. "You're already going straight to the lawyer, as I heard last night."
"You skipped school," Claire siad, ignoring the comment.
Tifa, who was still in her swimsuit but also had her tee shirt on, placed her hands on her hips. "That's your biggest worry right now?"
"There's a word for that," Brian said. "It's called truancy."
"You know that's a crime?" Claire added.
The defeated Tifa sighed. "I do now."
"Good," said Brian as he grabbed her arm and began to march her back home.
"You're grounded!" shouted Claire as the doors closed.
Cloud and Claudia stood alone in the foyer.
"I'm sorry I had her over," Cloud began. "She just came to my window and..."
"Cloud," interrupted Claudia, "I know her dad's fucking another woman. I may be a blonde girl, but I'm not stupid."
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