Faith v. 3.0 (Cloti Club)
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Homura Akemi
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Marle
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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4419852/1/I_Meant_It
Thirty-five missed calls. She had called him THIRTY-FIVE times, left nineteen voice messages and he couldn't bother to pick up his goddamn phone. So fucking typical.
Tifa sighed resignedly and went back to her current task, wiping a cup with a rag, as her thoughts wandered. It was definitely not unusual for Cloud to do this, as he seldom answered his phone lately and sometimes went missing for days at a time before he would return. She stared into the spotless ceramic mug Denzel and Marlene had given her as a birthday gift two years ago.
Two years ago. They had all been so happy after it was all over. Cloud and Denzel's geostigma was cured. Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo – those poor, psychotic souls – were out of the picture for good. Granted, Midgar was still unclean and sullied by Shinra's destructive activities, but after the whole ordeal was over…
He had smiled.
It was a phantom of a grin, barely enough for anyone else to notice, but Tifa did. It was when he was standing waist-deep in that mystical healing fountain in Aerith's church, surrounded by rejoicing children, and straight at Tifa. Seeing Cloud smile was enough to make her heart pulsate with a rhythm that made her quiver with silent joy.
But that was before. Things got better for a while – Cloud's guilt no longer plagued him, Denzel and Marlene were growing into beautiful little people, and Tifa was happier than ever. 'Life was good back then,' Tifa thought. Then she grimaced. 'Until we slept together.'
On her birthday those two years ago, both her and Cloud had gotten more than a little tipsy. Surrounded by their friends' laughter, they had sat next to each other and giggled away all night. "Look at those two lovebirds! Aww, they're meant for each other, aren't they?" Yuffie had sighed. Cloud, had he been sober, would have blushed at the remark and looked away. The tipsy Cloud, however, had whispered in Tifa's ear, and ten minutes later the two of them staggered home, arm in arm, and made love on Tifa's bed. Tifa awoke the morning after, taken one look at Cloud, and smiled. Life was good. She was falling in love.
Too bad Cloud hadn't felt the same way. After that night, he stayed out late almost every night. He avoided her like she was a cop and he was a wanted criminal. He often wandered out of Midgar and stayed away for days in a row. He floated in and out all the time. Even when he was home – a rare occasion these days – it was obvious to everyone near him that his mind was away, somewhere else. He was always somewhere else.
Tifa sighed again and put down the cup as she stared at her empty bar. The night was quiet as hell. She had been cleaning the same ceramic mug for twenty minutes now, she realised. Marlene and Denzel were already asleep, so she decided to wait for Cloud to show up.
Three hours later, at exactly 2:30 AM, the door to the bar swung open.
Tifa looked to see as a figure swayed back and forth, drenched in shadows, and ambled into the bar. The wooden floor panels creaked in protest.
Tifa stood up and folded her arms across her chest as she surveyed a drunk Cloud. He put his hands on the counter to support himself, took a breath, and looked up at the scowling Tifa.
"Hey Teef," he slurred.
Tifa shook her head and sighed again, lowering her gaze to her ground. When she looked back up, Cloud was sporting a half-grin on his face.
"Cloud, why are y-"
"I love you."
Her wine-coloured eyes fixed upon him. She blinked. Then those eyes delivered to him a disgusted glare. She pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut with irritation. "Why are you drunk, Cloud? Today of all days?"
Cloud stood up straight, or tried to anyway, and locked those soulless
baby blues on Tifa's face. "I mean it. I love you, Tifa."
Now she was just plain pissed off. Tifa stomped her foot and nearly shouted at him before she remembered that the children were asleep.
Keeping her rage in check, she hissed, "Well, maybe I would believe you if you hadn't decided to get so piss drunk tonight."
With that she threw one more malicious look at Cloud and stormed upstairs. When she was halfway up the staircase, she heard Cloud repeat,
"I mean it," and her frustration grew.
Tifa nearly slammed the door to her room and collapsed onto her bed, angry tears brimming in her eyes. She swiped them away and bit her lip.
'Why today, Cloud? Why not any other day?' Tifa rolled onto her side and squeezed her eyes shut. Tomorrow's my birthday and you couldn't even manage to stay sober just one night.'
The next morning, Tifa woke up and groaned, recalling the incident with Cloud. She rolled over onto her side, deciding that she could give herself an extra five minutes of snoozing time. It was her birthday after all.
As Tifa was about to close her eyes, she noticed a splash of colour on her bedside table. She sat up and eyed the piece of paper. It was flamingo pink, and looked out of place in her monochromatically decorated bedroom.
'Your clothes are on your desk', was all the note read.
Tifa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked over at her desk. On it was a light green summer dress.
Tifa stood up and walked over to the dress. She picked up the neatly folded article of clothing and examined it. After deciding it to be gorgeous, she dashed into the bathroom to put it on, barely stopping to wonder how it had ended up in her room in the first place.
Tifa looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing out the satin material and admiring the way it fit perfectly. The dress had two thin spaghetti straps and it ended about mid-thigh. Tifa tied a pearly white sash around her waist and added the finishing touch – a vintage pearl necklace. After slipping into a pair of creamy white flats and running a comb through her raven-coloured hair, she turned to head out of her room.
Walking over to the door, Tifa noticed a sticky-note right above the doorknob.
'Your chariot awaits. Go outside.'
Tifa's face scrunched up in puzzlement. 'What a weird birthday. My friends must put this little surprise together. Yuffie must have taken the lead in planning it… God, I always tell that girl never to put too much effort into this kind of stuff, but she ends up going all out anyway.'
Tifa couldn't help but wonder where Marlene and Denzel were. She would have expected them to come barrelling into her room early in the morning like excited little puppies, but the bar was quiet, just as it was last night.
She opened the door of her bar and, stepping outside, she noticed The Shera gliding through the sky, coming in her direction. Tifa shook her head with disbelief. 'I am going to KILL them. Yuffie first, of course.' Still, she couldn't help smiling. 'Well. At least they care.'
Ten minutes later, Tifa found herself slightly anxious as she sat, blindfolded, in the airship as Cid Highwind flew the Shera to some unknown destination. Cid had refused to tell her where they were headed, only saying, "Just put the goddamn blindfold on, woman. Sit yer ass down and you'll find out where we're goin' soon enough."
She sighed and shifted in her seat uncomfortably. If her friends were trying to surprise her, couldn't they have planned a regular party at a nice little restaurant instead of dragging her around? She felt like a helpless hostage in an action film. Not that she would ever let herself be the damsel in distress waiting to be rescued. No, sir.
Her shoulders slumped as she realised that Cloud wasn't going to be a part of this strange little function since he was probably recovering from a nasty hangover. 'Hm. Serves him right for getting drunk last night.' Still, she couldn't help feeling a little dejected.
A few minutes later, Tifa found herself being guided off the airship by Cid, who was holding on to her arm to steady her since he wouldn't let her take off the blindfold just yet.
When Cid slid the blindfold off Tifa's eyes, she blinked in shock. She was indeed expecting a surprise party, but not one that looked as nice as what she was greeted with. Saying it looked beautiful was a vast understatement.
Tifa was greeted with a view of a still lake, the sun beaming its rays down onto the cerulean water, causing the surface to glisten like a bed of jewels. The lush, tall grass growing around the lake glowed in the light; the unusually vibrant shade of green contrasting nicely against the shimmering water. She noticed that there were countless white lilies scattered on the sand near the lake. She smiled to herself, knowing that the delicate flowers were placed there by her thoughtful friends.
What made the sight even more beautiful for Tifa was the fact that AVALANCHE were standing a few feet away from her, most of them grinning goofily at her as she beamed back at them. She couldn't help but notice Cloud wasn't with them, but the gloomy thought disappeared as soon as she saw Denzel and Marlene carrying a gargantuan chocolate cake, topped with lit candles, laughing even as they struggled with the weight of the cake.
Chuckling merrily, Tifa ran towards her friends while they burst into a joyful chorus of "happy birthday". Tifa laughed with glee throughout the song, revelling in her friends' sunny faces. Barret, Yuffie, Nanaki, Cait Sith, Vincent, Cid, Shera, Marlene, and Denzel… all of them were there.
'They're all here… except for Cloud.' Tifa thought. Her smile was started to falter when Yuffie shouted, "BLOW OUT THE CANDLES, TEEF! Look, there are twenty-five of them, 'cause you're twenty-five today!" Tifa happily obliged.
The group watched the sun sink into the horizon, casting its final rays of sunlight across the placid lake, while Vincent lit some floating candles (after being badgered by Yuffie) and let them sail into the distance.
Fireflies drifted amongst the damp grass.
The silence was shattered as Yuffie shrieked, "PRESENTS!" while everyone glared at her for nearly making them go deaf.
Barret, Yuffie, Cid, Shera, and the kids went to go bring over the presents while Tifa debated with herself whether or not to ask where Cloud was.
She decided to keep quiet as the first present was shoved into her lap while Yuffie excitedly demanded, "Open mine first!" Tifa opened each gift one by one, thanking everyone about thirty times per gift. After they were all open, Tifa looked up at the star-splattered evening sky and grinned away.
After a few seconds, she heard Denzel say, "Wait, there's one more."
Marlene handed her the final gift, a small black velvety box with a red ribbon tied around it. Perplexed, she glanced at the others' blank faces, only to receive shrugs in response.
Tifa removed the ribbon and opened the box to reveal a platinum band encrusted with a row of sparkling diamonds and emeralds as she heard a voice say from behind her, "I meant it."
Tifa sighed resignedly and went back to her current task, wiping a cup with a rag, as her thoughts wandered. It was definitely not unusual for Cloud to do this, as he seldom answered his phone lately and sometimes went missing for days at a time before he would return. She stared into the spotless ceramic mug Denzel and Marlene had given her as a birthday gift two years ago.
Two years ago. They had all been so happy after it was all over. Cloud and Denzel's geostigma was cured. Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo – those poor, psychotic souls – were out of the picture for good. Granted, Midgar was still unclean and sullied by Shinra's destructive activities, but after the whole ordeal was over…
He had smiled.
It was a phantom of a grin, barely enough for anyone else to notice, but Tifa did. It was when he was standing waist-deep in that mystical healing fountain in Aerith's church, surrounded by rejoicing children, and straight at Tifa. Seeing Cloud smile was enough to make her heart pulsate with a rhythm that made her quiver with silent joy.
But that was before. Things got better for a while – Cloud's guilt no longer plagued him, Denzel and Marlene were growing into beautiful little people, and Tifa was happier than ever. 'Life was good back then,' Tifa thought. Then she grimaced. 'Until we slept together.'
On her birthday those two years ago, both her and Cloud had gotten more than a little tipsy. Surrounded by their friends' laughter, they had sat next to each other and giggled away all night. "Look at those two lovebirds! Aww, they're meant for each other, aren't they?" Yuffie had sighed. Cloud, had he been sober, would have blushed at the remark and looked away. The tipsy Cloud, however, had whispered in Tifa's ear, and ten minutes later the two of them staggered home, arm in arm, and made love on Tifa's bed. Tifa awoke the morning after, taken one look at Cloud, and smiled. Life was good. She was falling in love.
Too bad Cloud hadn't felt the same way. After that night, he stayed out late almost every night. He avoided her like she was a cop and he was a wanted criminal. He often wandered out of Midgar and stayed away for days in a row. He floated in and out all the time. Even when he was home – a rare occasion these days – it was obvious to everyone near him that his mind was away, somewhere else. He was always somewhere else.
Tifa sighed again and put down the cup as she stared at her empty bar. The night was quiet as hell. She had been cleaning the same ceramic mug for twenty minutes now, she realised. Marlene and Denzel were already asleep, so she decided to wait for Cloud to show up.
Three hours later, at exactly 2:30 AM, the door to the bar swung open.
Tifa looked to see as a figure swayed back and forth, drenched in shadows, and ambled into the bar. The wooden floor panels creaked in protest.
Tifa stood up and folded her arms across her chest as she surveyed a drunk Cloud. He put his hands on the counter to support himself, took a breath, and looked up at the scowling Tifa.
"Hey Teef," he slurred.
Tifa shook her head and sighed again, lowering her gaze to her ground. When she looked back up, Cloud was sporting a half-grin on his face.
"Cloud, why are y-"
"I love you."
Her wine-coloured eyes fixed upon him. She blinked. Then those eyes delivered to him a disgusted glare. She pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut with irritation. "Why are you drunk, Cloud? Today of all days?"
Cloud stood up straight, or tried to anyway, and locked those soulless
baby blues on Tifa's face. "I mean it. I love you, Tifa."
Now she was just plain pissed off. Tifa stomped her foot and nearly shouted at him before she remembered that the children were asleep.
Keeping her rage in check, she hissed, "Well, maybe I would believe you if you hadn't decided to get so piss drunk tonight."
With that she threw one more malicious look at Cloud and stormed upstairs. When she was halfway up the staircase, she heard Cloud repeat,
"I mean it," and her frustration grew.
Tifa nearly slammed the door to her room and collapsed onto her bed, angry tears brimming in her eyes. She swiped them away and bit her lip.
'Why today, Cloud? Why not any other day?' Tifa rolled onto her side and squeezed her eyes shut. Tomorrow's my birthday and you couldn't even manage to stay sober just one night.'
The next morning, Tifa woke up and groaned, recalling the incident with Cloud. She rolled over onto her side, deciding that she could give herself an extra five minutes of snoozing time. It was her birthday after all.
As Tifa was about to close her eyes, she noticed a splash of colour on her bedside table. She sat up and eyed the piece of paper. It was flamingo pink, and looked out of place in her monochromatically decorated bedroom.
'Your clothes are on your desk', was all the note read.
Tifa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked over at her desk. On it was a light green summer dress.
Tifa stood up and walked over to the dress. She picked up the neatly folded article of clothing and examined it. After deciding it to be gorgeous, she dashed into the bathroom to put it on, barely stopping to wonder how it had ended up in her room in the first place.
Tifa looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing out the satin material and admiring the way it fit perfectly. The dress had two thin spaghetti straps and it ended about mid-thigh. Tifa tied a pearly white sash around her waist and added the finishing touch – a vintage pearl necklace. After slipping into a pair of creamy white flats and running a comb through her raven-coloured hair, she turned to head out of her room.
Walking over to the door, Tifa noticed a sticky-note right above the doorknob.
'Your chariot awaits. Go outside.'
Tifa's face scrunched up in puzzlement. 'What a weird birthday. My friends must put this little surprise together. Yuffie must have taken the lead in planning it… God, I always tell that girl never to put too much effort into this kind of stuff, but she ends up going all out anyway.'
Tifa couldn't help but wonder where Marlene and Denzel were. She would have expected them to come barrelling into her room early in the morning like excited little puppies, but the bar was quiet, just as it was last night.
She opened the door of her bar and, stepping outside, she noticed The Shera gliding through the sky, coming in her direction. Tifa shook her head with disbelief. 'I am going to KILL them. Yuffie first, of course.' Still, she couldn't help smiling. 'Well. At least they care.'
Ten minutes later, Tifa found herself slightly anxious as she sat, blindfolded, in the airship as Cid Highwind flew the Shera to some unknown destination. Cid had refused to tell her where they were headed, only saying, "Just put the goddamn blindfold on, woman. Sit yer ass down and you'll find out where we're goin' soon enough."
She sighed and shifted in her seat uncomfortably. If her friends were trying to surprise her, couldn't they have planned a regular party at a nice little restaurant instead of dragging her around? She felt like a helpless hostage in an action film. Not that she would ever let herself be the damsel in distress waiting to be rescued. No, sir.
Her shoulders slumped as she realised that Cloud wasn't going to be a part of this strange little function since he was probably recovering from a nasty hangover. 'Hm. Serves him right for getting drunk last night.' Still, she couldn't help feeling a little dejected.
A few minutes later, Tifa found herself being guided off the airship by Cid, who was holding on to her arm to steady her since he wouldn't let her take off the blindfold just yet.
When Cid slid the blindfold off Tifa's eyes, she blinked in shock. She was indeed expecting a surprise party, but not one that looked as nice as what she was greeted with. Saying it looked beautiful was a vast understatement.
Tifa was greeted with a view of a still lake, the sun beaming its rays down onto the cerulean water, causing the surface to glisten like a bed of jewels. The lush, tall grass growing around the lake glowed in the light; the unusually vibrant shade of green contrasting nicely against the shimmering water. She noticed that there were countless white lilies scattered on the sand near the lake. She smiled to herself, knowing that the delicate flowers were placed there by her thoughtful friends.
What made the sight even more beautiful for Tifa was the fact that AVALANCHE were standing a few feet away from her, most of them grinning goofily at her as she beamed back at them. She couldn't help but notice Cloud wasn't with them, but the gloomy thought disappeared as soon as she saw Denzel and Marlene carrying a gargantuan chocolate cake, topped with lit candles, laughing even as they struggled with the weight of the cake.
Chuckling merrily, Tifa ran towards her friends while they burst into a joyful chorus of "happy birthday". Tifa laughed with glee throughout the song, revelling in her friends' sunny faces. Barret, Yuffie, Nanaki, Cait Sith, Vincent, Cid, Shera, Marlene, and Denzel… all of them were there.
'They're all here… except for Cloud.' Tifa thought. Her smile was started to falter when Yuffie shouted, "BLOW OUT THE CANDLES, TEEF! Look, there are twenty-five of them, 'cause you're twenty-five today!" Tifa happily obliged.
The group watched the sun sink into the horizon, casting its final rays of sunlight across the placid lake, while Vincent lit some floating candles (after being badgered by Yuffie) and let them sail into the distance.
Fireflies drifted amongst the damp grass.
The silence was shattered as Yuffie shrieked, "PRESENTS!" while everyone glared at her for nearly making them go deaf.
Barret, Yuffie, Cid, Shera, and the kids went to go bring over the presents while Tifa debated with herself whether or not to ask where Cloud was.
She decided to keep quiet as the first present was shoved into her lap while Yuffie excitedly demanded, "Open mine first!" Tifa opened each gift one by one, thanking everyone about thirty times per gift. After they were all open, Tifa looked up at the star-splattered evening sky and grinned away.
After a few seconds, she heard Denzel say, "Wait, there's one more."
Marlene handed her the final gift, a small black velvety box with a red ribbon tied around it. Perplexed, she glanced at the others' blank faces, only to receive shrugs in response.
Tifa removed the ribbon and opened the box to reveal a platinum band encrusted with a row of sparkling diamonds and emeralds as she heard a voice say from behind her, "I meant it."
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4419852/1/I_Meant_It
Alex Strife
Ex-SOLDIER
Completely random moment, but since I'm "meeting" you Quex on a thread, I have to say:
"She spoke."
And I just hope you know what I'm talking about.
"She spoke."
And I just hope you know what I'm talking about.
Alex Strife
Ex-SOLDIER
It was actually quite fun! My jaw dropped. Also, it's good they listen to their fans. Yes, to the fans that the show wasn't initially directed to. I find it so amusing!
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Celes Chere
Banned
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- Noctis
why is there pony talk in the cloud x tifa thread
Strangelove
AI Researcher
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- hitoshura
inside jokes.
rude.
rude.
Alex Strife
Ex-SOLDIER
I just so happened 
I'll bring a picture I just found... to compensate for the small off-topicness... but don't expect too much. I'm not great at finding piccies!
I'll bring a picture I just found... to compensate for the small off-topicness... but don't expect too much. I'm not great at finding piccies!
Tina Armstrong
Rockstar
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- Fackbito, RedGloves, Eileen Galvin, Saria, Lady Croft
Ughh, I want more Cloti-cuteness from the OG. :c
Danseru-kun
Pro Adventurer
Marle
Pro Adventurer
- AKA
- Ava, Spike Spiegel, Stella Nox Fleuret, Altair Ibn-La'Ahad, Princess Zelda, Alice, Raven Roth, Faye Valentine, Tifa Lockhart, Khal Drogo
A cloti song. From Cloud's POV.
Through the thunderclap
I hear the sound
Like a cold wind calls my name
It's only the rain
Like a light,that does not flicker
I wanted the cold to make us better
I carried words upon my shoulders
And I will never let you down
I will never let you down...
So hold
(Hold Hold Hold)
Hold a light back to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
And call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just an empty boy
Who's souls growing cold
So bring your love light to my door.
In another life
I lived before
I broke so many things
With these two clumsy hands
But now I'm steady as a rock
And hold your hand in mine.
(Hold Hold Hold)
Hold a light back to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
And Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just and empty boy
Who's souls growing cold
So bring your love light to my door
I will never let you down
I will never let you down
I will never let you down
I will never let you down...
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just an empty boy
An empty boy....
Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the life back to my soul
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
So bring your love light to my door
Let me stumble to your shore
Bring your love light to my door...
I hear the sound
Like a cold wind calls my name
It's only the rain
Like a light,that does not flicker
I wanted the cold to make us better
I carried words upon my shoulders
And I will never let you down
I will never let you down...
So hold
(Hold Hold Hold)
Hold a light back to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
And call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just an empty boy
Who's souls growing cold
So bring your love light to my door.
In another life
I lived before
I broke so many things
With these two clumsy hands
But now I'm steady as a rock
And hold your hand in mine.
(Hold Hold Hold)
Hold a light back to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
And Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just and empty boy
Who's souls growing cold
So bring your love light to my door
I will never let you down
I will never let you down
I will never let you down
I will never let you down...
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the sunshine to my soul
(Hold Hold Hold)
I'm just an empty boy
An empty boy....
Call
(Hold Hold Hold)
Call the life back to my soul
I'm just a lonely boy
With thoughts of growing old
So bring your love light to my door
Let me stumble to your shore
Bring your love light to my door...
Edley
Pray for Sound
- AKA
- Issac Dian, Dudley, Chev Chelios
A cloti song. From Cloud's POV.
Not bad, it's like a poppier version of anathema, they got mad arrangement skills.
Because I'm such a girly man, I counter with:
Porcupine Tree - Where We Would Be
Tifa thinking about Cloud song during the seven years they were apart.
How's your fanfic going?
Danseru-kun
Pro Adventurer
I forgot to include this fanart in my earlier post :3
Dashell
SMILE!
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- Sonique, Quexinos, Pinkie Pie, Derpy Hooves
Alessa Gillespie
a letter to my future self
- AKA
- Sansa Stark, Sweet Bro, Feferi, tentacleTherapist, Nin, Aki, Catwoman, Shinjiro Aragaki, Terezi, Princess Bubblegum
bitch you did not call a 900+ year old x a teenager canon what is wrong with you
whoops is this the wrong club
Danseru-kun
Pro Adventurer
I'm happy that Cloti gets recognition but the entry is wrong on many levels.
1. Cloud loving Aerith is not a established fact
2. Cloud loving Tifa has nothing to do with Aerith's death. The description implies that it's the case.
3. BAD PHOTOSHOP
Unlucky
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN
Sorry if these were posted/read before:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5458245/1/Wait_For_It
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3798564/1/Full_Circle
Both quite long but very well written and deserve attention
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5458245/1/Wait_For_It
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3798564/1/Full_Circle
Both quite long but very well written and deserve attention