He just couldn't live by the fact that he knocked up his childhood friend; — After a big party last night, Cloud wakes up beside his childhood friend and crush, Tifa Lockhart. He couldn't remember how they ended up like this. The real problem is, Tifa got pregnant. And what's worse is that, it's his child. — Modern AU; CloTi/Zerith ღ

Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII is owned by Square Enix.

Prologue

"Cloud, come on! Why not just loosen up and have some fun? We're off from work for three days. That's practically a miracle already!" His longtime best friend and co-worker, Zachary Fair—also known as Zack—dropped his arm across the blonde's shoulders, shaking him. He has his signature wolfish grin donning his face. "Here, drink up!" His words were slightly slurry, the redness from the alcohol on his face showing.

Zack poured him a full glass of whiskey and hands it over to Cloud. The chocobo-head merely stared at the alcohol with disinterest, his face impassive as ever. He's not drinking tonight. "No thanks." He muttered, but before he could shove it back to Zack, the older man slapped him on the back.

"Drink it!" He pouted stubbornly, taking his own glass filled with rum and throwing his head back to chug it down. His Adam's apple bobbing up and down on every heavy gulp. Cloud watched him with disbelief. The first thought that came into mind was, I don't want to take care of a drunk Zack again. He mused to himself as he stepped back a distance from his best friend. He wouldn't and couldn't even think of the dreaded night he feared so much. The night where he has to bring Zack home while he's wasted. Zack was insanely heavy and talked loud drunk all the way home. And he becomes more annoying than he already is.

He couldn't even imagine how Aerith puts up with her fiancé's hangover every morning. The blonde feels bad for her. Living with someone like Zack... let's say it takes a lot of work.

Cloud sighed when Zack let out a satisfied exclaim after his glass went empty, clear as new. He grabbed another bottle and poured the damned-liquid-that-humiliates-every-person-who-drinks-it-all-up in the glass—the glass which will probably break later on in the night.

And the lively ravenette downed it once more.

That's the beginning where Zack will get wild.

Cloud rolled his eyes and went to an area where there aren't any drunken people and guests. Somewhere he can actually think. He'd avoid drinking tonight. He didn't want to wake up the next day hungover because of some stupid force Zack did to him. Not happening.

The blonde man sat down on one of the mansion's many sofas, leaning back on the comfortable cushion. He huffed and loosened up his tie. His unusual bright blue eyes looked on as the party unfolded before him. Everyone there was on their best suits and dresses; carrying cocktails and wine glasses.

It was their boss's big wedding party. Rufus Shinra and his lovely beautiful wife. Cloud couldn't believe it either. But it's about time, anyway. Rufus needed a woman since he's not getting younger.

Come to think of it, nor is Cloud...

Oh.

Well, the thought itself is rather disappointing. To be honest, he never had a girlfriend or had an intimate relationship with a female. He's 25, and woman-less. Never touched a woman again after the silly accident from college where he grabbed a girl's breast. And it's bad enough that it was Tifa Lockhart.

As humiliating as it sounds, Tifa just waved it off at that time and walked away as if nothing happened. And that was years back. Cloud never came in contact with any other woman ever since then. So one day at work, Zack had pointed out that Cloud was gay and was interested in the same sex. Which, he's not.

It's not that he didn't like women. It's just that...

Cloud was never good with words.

Even around Tifa, despite her being his childhood best friend. And crush, he added, but be quiet about that. It was a sensitive topic since Cloud always thinks that he was never good enough for a woman like Tifa. He doesn't deserve someone like her. He's shy, quiet, anti-social, boring and heck, he wasn't even at the least attractive.

While her... she's perfect. Unbelievably breathtaking beauty; with those brilliant wine-colored eyes, long fluttery eyelashes that seemed to define her eyes more, natural flushed cheeks, full and plump pink lips. Not to mention that she's talented and intelligent. Tiffany Lockhart-Fair. Tifa. Simple yet stunning. She didn't even have to do any effort to make his heart skip a beat.

Cheesy, but it's true. She leaves him breathless. He could be dead by now.

"Hmm..." he heard a soft and amused hum. "Having fun?" A rather familiar voice said beside him. Cloud turned his head to his right, only to see the girl of his daydream fantasy. His eyebrows raised up to his hairline and awkwardly cleared his throat. He wasn't expecting that. Or rather, he wasn't expecting her to show up while he's fantasizing about her again.

"I'm fine." He looked away from her gaze. Speaking of the devil. A hot devil.

He heard her giggle. "Really. You're having fun but you're just here lazing around?" Tifa shook her head in humor. "You've got three days off, Cloud. That's already a miracle. You're not getting another chance of this." She gave his shoulder a pat and giggled.

Cloud smirked slightly at her statement. They said the same thing. He remembered what Zack said earlier. They really are siblings. Err, half-siblings.

"Well, I'll head home then since it's gonna be my three days off." Cloud gave her the slightest grin as he moved to stand up, as if jokingly, but was halted by Tifa grabbing his suit's sleeve. "W-Wait! I'm just kidding!" Her expression was frantic. She exclaimed, her face shocked.

Cloud's eyes widened slightly at this and stared at her red ones. His own eyes were filled with mirth and humor. Tifa quickly looked away and shyly smiled, a pink blush on her cheeks. "I-I mean... stay. I kinda need the company... Hehe..." She glanced at him and looked away again. She bashfully tucked a stray strand behind her ear.

She's so adorable. She didn't want him to leave, huh? Of course, he wouldn't leave and miss this opportunity to be with her. With those eyes that are actually pleading for him to stay, like a lost puppy. He would never leave. Tifa's a blessing.

"Where's Aerith?" Cloud sat back down, making himself comfy again. He looked around for the other female but he couldn't track down a pink ribbon tied on light brown braids. Tifa sighed, scratching her cheek.

"She's watching out for Zack. You know how he gets when he's drunk." She shrugged humorously, chuckling. "I needed some good girl talk but Zack's right over there, hogging her again." Tifa chuckled helplessly.

"I figured." Cloud saw her other hand occupied by a goddamned cocktail glass. What, she's getting drunk too? Cloud mentally groaned in frustration.

Tifa hummed once more in response as she took a sip of her tequila and downed it afterwards. Just a little tipsy, hopefully. Cloud watched her drink it all down, the alcohol going down her throat. Worried that she's drunk already, he had to ask. "How much did you already have?" He furrowed his eyebrows cautiously at her. Tifa crossed her leg over the other and poured another shot for herself. Well, she's enjoying herself.

Tifa licked her lips.

"Mmn~ That's my third. And I'm moving to my fourth!" She giggled to herself and downed the liquor again. "Aaahh. You should drink too, Cloud! It is your day off." She poured him a full glass and offered it to him. Cloud stared at the dangerous beverage. Yeah, they really are siblings. Drinking probably runs down the blood. Cloud held the glass of tequila. "Don't waste the chance! Who knows, maybe you'll finally get laid." She gave him a suggestive wink and wiggled her perfectly-shaped eyebrows, and snatched a glass of rum from someone passing by the both of them. She drank that too.

Get laid. Two small simple words, but a desperate meaning. Cloud's smart enough to know that. He wouldn't give in.

"Come onnnnnnn~, Cloud~! Drink up!" Tifa slurred out, leaning over to him. Now she's just being stubborn.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, her hot breath tickling his ear. Hot and it sent a pleasurable tingle run down his spine. Then all of a sudden, he felt her rather—ahem—large breasts press against his arm as she snuggled against him. Her eyes were mischievous.

Cloud frowned when he saw her dress strap fall off her shoulder, showing a good amount of her cleavage. "Hmm~ Are you scared, Cloud?" Tifa teased, swirling the alcohol in her glass. Then she moved to straddle his hips, so quick Cloud didn't even notice the warmth of her body disappeared from his side. She wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling playfully at him. Her breath fanned his face. She reeked of alcohol... and her unique scent that it's so sweet and addicting it should be illegal.

"C'mon! Have some fun." She giggled drunkenly. She's gonna get her fifth shot. Cloud thought to himself. She was sweating profusely, her bangs sticking on her face; the alcohol making her hot all over. Yeah, she's drunk.

Cloud suspiciously stared at his hand; occupied by the glass of alcohol she had given him. Her chest was pressed against his, and he could feel her warmth. She was being very tempting by now, like she's inviting him in. To her. He placed his free hand on her hip, squeezing the soft skin there. "Tifa..." He said in a warning voice. He didn't want to fuck up and do something he'll regret later. God, no. Not with Tifa.

"Hmm?" The brunette tilted her head to the side, her eyes half-lidded and hazy and her cheeks flushed. He mentally groaned at the sight. She'll be the death of him. Literally.

Then without any other warning, she did something unexpected.

Her head fell forward and onto his neck. Then she bit him. She bit him. Cloud gasped at the sensation and groaned when she licked on the mark she left on him. It sent all his blood rush to his face and to his pelvic area. Well, there goes a hickey. The very first hickey he got in his whole life. And it felt so good. And it was from Tifa, no more no less.

When she went to kiss his neck again and give him another one, all hell broke loose. His patience that was as thin as a thread, broke and her smell was just intoxicating him. He gritted his teeth and pressed her against his lean body, inhaling her. He buried his face in his hair. He heard her gasp and he thought, that he'll just free himself from restraint and stress. Just this time.

Then he downed his glass.

Oh, to hell with it. He wants another one.

And that's when he knew.

He screwed up...

Tifa and his life.

Author's Note: I have read and played enough Final Fantasy VII to make my own FanFiction of it. And it's a CloTi one! Hope you liked it! It's my first FFVII, and it's gonna be a Teen Plus/Mature. Tell me what you think! Sorry, but did the events go too fast? If it did, don't forget to tell me and I'll fix it up for you guys! Thanks for reading the prologue! (05/28/14)

EDIT (05/29/14): I added some more description and conversation so it wouldn't look too rushed. And changed some terms here and there. Sorry, I just can't take off the eerie feeling I get when I do something wrong in a story. And thanks for the review, frankannestein, you helped me with this. I did it really late at night and it was kind of rushed, so sorry for that. And thank you for Boohbear19 for my first review! Don't worry, there will be more detail on the next chapter!

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