why is it good to make cloud suffer? un cool. he's a man he can do what he wants. if he wants2 play solo let him. that's after all the most personality u see out of him. ff doesn't really show extreme personalitys.

I can't remember if if had ever left a review on this. I read this in either 2006 or 2007, and the story is now a decade old. I think it stands as one of the best CLOTI classics out there. It's been around 8 years since I read this last, and i read it from chapter to chapter finishing at 4 AM just now. Everything about this was beautiful and as it should be.

I adore this piece of work. You painted the dark and light side of Tifa and Cloud's strength (inspired by her) perfectly. If only there were more dark and angsty tifa fics, heh. Love the dimensionality of it all. Anyways, I dont think I could write a review that could really convey how much readers like me love this specific work. The best I can say is, this is a classic.

Interesting psychological romance here. Neither one of them has said what needs to be said between them, but there's hope that they'll be more honest as she (they both) recover.

Nicely written!

Sorry to bring this up, but my inner physicist died (x_x) a little at "to squander the *molecules* of heat".
- Heat is *energy*, and it can be manifest in the excited motion of matter/molecules.
- Heat doesn't come in molecules, but rather in basic packets called "quanta".
Since the shade of meaning in the original quote doesn't (I'm guessing) quite match that which you intended to convey - and since "I flipped onto my stomach, to release the excess quanta of heat energy that had been conducted into and absorbed by my clothing" would hit the engaged reader like a Meteor out of the blue - could you kindly cater to my physics O.C.D. and perhaps revise this passage?

Overall, I like the balance of rueful sarcasm, poetic description, and varied sentence length. :)

P.S. As a Cloti shipper, I promise you that, if Tifa dies, I will drop a physics textbook on you from a height. The speed of that book will equal: (19.6 x [height]) (1/2). :p

Oh my god... This story is aawesome but the only thing that's bothering me is that it ends. Anyways I think that this video matches this story perfectly: watch?vP3QEWVSdtOU

Aaah! I'm speechless. That was so good!

Aaah! Best chapter yet! You write so well!

The dialogue. Her POV waking up. All excellent.

Anticipating her waking made me all nervous.

Indeed, the dream is quite beautifully written

Awesome!

Snap! Haha, all the things she secretly feels but is much too sweet to say.

LOLWUT?

Oh, man I seriously feel like tearing up

Given the situation, I don't think it's too creepy. She is on guys mind after all, and maybe this is his way of reaching out to her without really doing so. My sister had left the country recently. I won't be seeing her for a year maybe. I was going through my stuff when I came across her notebook. I didn't want to read it at first as it felt private. But then, I went through her stuff anyway...if only to feel closer to a dearly missed sister. It's not creepy.

The image invoked by the hair, ah! Clever clever. That was a great line, methinks.

Ah, the suspense indeed!

Oh nooooooooo

Words can't begin to describe all the emotions this fic provokes out of me. Very, very well written. The Junon flower imagery, for starters, was great. The way you wrote Barret was just *swoon* fantastic. You can almost feel the weight of the world with him. This is made to read aloud, me thinks, as I did just that and it flowed so nicely. Great start! Onward I go!