Cranberries and Tea (Tifa x Yuna) | By : TristyandShane Category: Final Fantasy Games > Crossovers Views: 526 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Phew! Finally, that was over!
Picking up an odd job in Besaid, Tifa adjusted her crimson gloves as she walked into the small town from the jungle. Completely clean from battle. Tifa wore a white shirt cropped above her abdomen, along with a black skirt that reached above her thighs - but don't worry, there were shorts underneath it! A pair of ankle-high crimson boots bore her feet, and her hands were wearing scarlet gloves. Being a brawler, Tifa was quite muscled, and even her abdomen bore an attractive six pack. She approached the High Summoner standing outside the Besaid Temple, placing a hand onto her hip in the process.
"That's all taken care of. There shouldn't be any more beasts coming into the village now," she assured the other, and then her cherry-pink lips curled into a smile. "Just let me know if it happens again, okay? I know I haven't been with the Crusaders for long, but I'd still like to offer my services for this kinda thing."
Crimson orbs glanced around the village, hearing the villagers talking about the monsters that previously attacked the town, only for it to be saved by one black-haired heroine.
"I do admit, it was a tough job, but at least it made everyone happy."
As the brawler came back from the desired task, Yuna was impressed by how well Tifa carried it out the fight with hardly any damage inflicted on her at all. Still, it was a good help to the villagers especially, and Yuna always looked out for their well-being. Her people.
"Oh, that's fine! I just hope you're not overdoing things, Tifa. Please come to my place to rest up, I'll even make some tea, if you wish."
Wiping the sweat from her forehead with the side of her hand, Tifa let out a relieved sigh. "I would absolutely love some tea, Lady Yuna. And, you know, it's a pleasure to work for you," answered Tifa.
Taking her hand she'd lead her to the large tent at the end of the village and upon entering she smiled more.
"Make yourself at home and I'll brew some."
Filling an empty teapot with clean water, Yuna brought this teapot to sit atop the flame on the small stove. She listened to Tifa talk, and this made her laugh. A cute, high-pitched giggle could be heard from the brunette Summoner.
"I wouldn't say you really worked for me, though. It was for the Crusaders, really. But still, I appreciate your help and everyone clearly knows what you did," she remarked. "Thank you, Tifa. Your fighting skills were so fun to watch, too!"
"I get that! Thanks a lot for your kind words," replied Tifa.
Taking a seat onto the ground in front of the low table, Tifa rested the palms of her hands onto the floorboards, having her hands resting behind her. Tilting her head to one side, a brief huff escaped her lips.
"So," she started, her gaze still fixed on Yuna standing by the stove. "I wanna know more about you! Well, if that's okay. It's been quite a while since you truly defeated Sin, right? Well, what are your plans now?"
"Huh?!"
Turning around suddenly, Yuna just about finished heating up the water inside the teapot. Immediately, Yuna turned down the flame, allowing the teabag to simmer at the boil. Having turned around to face a sitting Tifa, the Summoner folded her hands demurely in front of herself. Short brunette locks bounced when she thought about her current situation, and she gave Tifa a gentle nod of the head.
"Well, it's been quiet...so...I've just been helping with the temple, taking time to see the villagers more and well, furthering my white magic, if anything."
"That's positive to hear!" Tifa cheered.
Leaning forward, Tifa placed her hands into her lap, the cropped white tank top she wore hugged her form a little more with the action.
"I mean, it's better now to enhance your skills, isn't it? No more Sin, but still the occasional fiend to fight. The world seems like a better place to practice anything," she chuckled softly.
A hand rose up, brushing a few fingers through her long raven hair, still having her head tilted.
"I heard the most powerful white magic spell is Ultima, stored away in a temple long ago. I find it interesting, really. Too bad I don't know any magic spells, huh?" (Remember FFII? Ultima was stored away in Mysidia Tower!)
"Ultima is a very dangerous magic to use if used wrong," answered Yuna, holding a hand up to her lips, she curled her fingers slightly to resemble a weak fist. "But, yes. I try to further what I know, umm...no more Aeons...so I have to keep something, right?"
Rising up to her feet, Tifa drew closer towards Yuna.
"Here, let me help you," she offered.
Picking up the scorching hot teapot from the warmed up stove, Tifa went on to fill up two cups of tea, pouring the hot water into the white porcelain mugs. A crimson colour filled these two white cups, giving the signal that this wasn't just regular black tea. Even the smell appeared quite fruity, like as if it was a strawberry scent.
"I understand, Yuna. You could always enhance your holy magic, maybe even take up a new hobby even. I heard about your recent ability to hold your breath underwater, and that sounds incredible." Retreating to the table, Tifa placed the two cups of tea onto the surface, shortly before sitting down again. "Come and sit down, Yuna."
Now she felt bad having Tifa help with the tea, because Tifa's already helped enough around the Besaid Village. It was Yuna's turn to treat Tifa, even if Yuna was planning to treat the dark-haired woman with a nice cup of tea. A reddish stain dusted Yuna's cheekbones, her face now appeared crimson like a cranberry. Oops! Sluggishly, Yuna slowly kneeled down in front of the table.
"You...you didn't have to do that, I mean...you're my guest..." Yuna stated with a noticeable gulp in her throat.
"It's fine, Yuna. Take a breather," suggested Tifa with a scoff. "I really don't mind. You just seemed a little lost, that's all. Too much going on in your head, maybe?"
Tifa held the hot cup in her hand, holding it close to herself. The tea felt too hot to even take a sip of yet, but the scent smelled delightful under her nose. A calm, fruity scent. Fruit tea? Yuna looked like the type to drink that. Crimson orbs never left Yuna sitting opposite her, neither did the smile along Tifa's lips. Yuna kneeled down at the table with her hands resting in her lap.
"I just...want to help you as much as I can, you know? You've been through a lot, after all," stated Tifa.
"The tea...it's cranberry," giggled Yuna. "A very sweet taste. Lulu introduced me to this tea. Can you smell it? It's nice."
Smelling the tea, Tifa intoned a pleasant 'mmm'. "Thanks. Fruit teas are amazing for the body, or so I've heard."
"Of course you'd say that," snickered Yuna. "I...um...I hope you enjoy it."
"I'm sure I will. Come on, put a smile on your face," she encouraged.
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