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It was six o'clock in the morning. The Seventh Heaven Bar was silent. Tifa came downstairs after she had finished getting ready. She gazed out the glass front doors. No one was out on the streets yet, although there were a few cars that passed once in a while. She loved waking up early. It was always so quiet and she could set up the bar without any distractions.
As she was setting up, she thought about Cloud. She wished that he would stay here more often. Her feelings for him were very strong. Every time he was gone, she had this pain in her chest, as if something had been taken away from her; like something was stolen and never returned. But regardless of her feelings, she still couldn't admit it. She hated to show her emotions- she saw it as a weakness.
Just then, Denzel came soundlessly down the stairs.
Tifa turned around and said, "Denzel? What's wrong, sweetheart?" She knelt down so that she was at eye level with him.
Denzel stared at
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For the next few days, Cloud didn't pull any romantic stuff on Tifa again. He was just like before: quiet, distant, and arrogant. Very arrogant. Except,Tifa did notice something that was different. When she was tending the bar, he was very protective of her. Whenever some guys gave her looks or tried to sweet talk her, Cloud would tense up and watch very closely. Then when they stopped or gave up, Cloud would relax and fold his arms against his chest again. Tifa actually kind of liked it in a way. She felt protected. But at the same time, she knew he was uncomfortable. He hated the guys who came in here just to hit on Tifa.
At exactly six o'clock one day, one particular guy walked in the bar. He had firey red hair and creepy, roving eyes. Something just didn't feel right about him. Every time he caught Tifa's eye, he'd wink at her and smirk. It gave her chills.
The third time he came up to her he asked, "Hey, Sweets, why don't you get me a B
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At about four o'clock, people started coming into the bar. Cloud and the two kids were upstairs. Tifa didn't want to be tending to the bar tonight; she wanted to spend time with Cloud.
As she was taking people's orders and preparing drinks, Cloud came downstairs and strode over to the front door. Tifa thought he was leaving again and grew panicky. But when he arrived at the front doors, he only switched the "open" sign to "closed". Gradually people started leaving until there was no one left. Tifa hurried and started cleaning up. Cloud quietly helped her.
As she was doing the dishes, she said to Cloud, "I… I'm glad you came. "
Cloud glanced up at her and said, "Yea. Me too."
She continued, "It always makes the children so happy when you're around."
His expression didn't change.
"They keep dreaming about you too," she said.
"Yeah, so I promised them you'd come. I'd glad you answered my call."
When they were done
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