A/N: Okay, so this came to me one hellishly hot summer's day when the temp was like 106 and muggy and I was snuggled nicely in my friend's winter-like basement with the ac on full blast. I was like 'Tifa and Cloud should play in the snow," and I was going to leave it at that but things kinda got out of control, as you'll see. I want to play in the snow with Cloud but I'll let Tifa, since she had him first.Rated M for naughtiness, so if you don't want to "mentally picture" Cloud and Tifa naked, I'll warn you now. But you'll be missing out, cuz later on it gets all sweet again. As always, Square-Enix owns all FF cuz I am so not worthy…I'd keep Cloud all for myself. I would love it though if they actually got Cloud and Tifa together, so boys, u should work on that. And get back to me on loaning Cloud. I'll up my offer to a box of Oreos, yummy.

"Let it Snow"

By MakoRain

A chill stung his face as he walked out of Seventh Heaven and into the soon becoming snow globe known as the outside world. Cloud Strife looked around him, the snow swirling like feathers and he dreaded doing his deliveries for the day in weather like this. He would much rather stay inside the nice warm house next to the fire, maybe with a little Irish hot chocolate and some good company but, but alas, it was not meant to be. Strife Delivery Service was still in business from Tifa's efforts after his lengthy disappearance from society and he planned to keep it that way.

Why a delivery service? He thought wearily, placing the heavy packages on the back of his cycle.

Flakback: …"We'll have a business up and running together in no time, just you wait and see. We'll do everything; we have the chance to do it all now. Can you imagine it, Cloud?"…

Zack's words of so long ago echoed through his mind, taking away his warmth along with the growing wind. How had things turned out so different? That dream, that taste for life, had left Cloud after Zack's death; his hope dieing with his greatest friend and leaving him alone in the world.

Cloud stood frozen deep in thought next to his motorcycle, the purpose of his life once again in question. Things had calmed down considerably since Sephiroth's defeat, and sure, Cloud had been content for a while, but he was once again growing restless. Have I been sent back to live this life?

Suddenly, a blast of cold snow hit him in the back of the head, effectively snapping him out of his memories. A stifled giggle made him turn around and he was met with the face of his reason for living. Tifa was his angel; she had believed in him when no one else would and was able to pull himself back from the edge. She had always been by his side. His worst fear was that she would not accept him once again after the way he had just up and left, unable to handle the presence of death surrounding his existence. Cloud should have known that Tifa would not do that, just shut him out like he would have done in her position. She had even kept the Strife business going along with her bar and still called him with updates, even though he would not answer nor return her calls.

Cloud recalled how he used to save those messages, always happy to hear her voice at the touch of a button. It was what got him through the toughest days, and then finally convinced him to return to Midgar. Tifa had always held a special place in his heart as his childhood crush and once he thought as his first true love but she soon became his best friend against Cloud's soul desires. When he had found her unmoving in the church, wounded by Loz, he realized just how much she meant to him and was blessed with a second chance when she had lived. Tifa was his life, his love, his purpose to return, his light in this dark world. She was his everything.

Tifa forced a natural look on her face and Cloud felt his own lips curve up in a smile at the effort she put into looking innocent. It wasn't easy since she still had some snow in her hands, idly making another snow ball. He forced his smile away as he stared at her, expressing no emotion on his face as he spoke.

"I know you did not just do that."

She looked back casually egging him on. "It looks like I did."

His serious façade broke as he launched himself at her, almost eating a face full of snow when she quickly moved out of the way. Tifa let out a shriek, watching Cloud recover easily from her side step and wasn't able to move fast enough this time. He caught her within moments, plowing her into the fresh snow and tickled her mercilessly until she was gasping for breath. Her cheeks flushed with the cold of the weather and the heat of his body while he braced himself above her with his arms, not wanting to squish her. He was greeted with her hands playing along his chest and sliding up to his neck, leaving a chilling trail from the snow in their wake.

Tifa's lips met his and the cold was soon replaced with a growing fire deep within his heart, consuming his entire being and melding with hers. He loved her so much and was blessed with her love in return, not believing how much his life had turned around. Zack's death and then Aerith's soon after had taken a toll on him too much to bear alone and so he had come back, searching for some form of relief. Tifa was the one to find him and became his savior, even though he had promised to be there in that sense for her so long ago. It seemed their roles had reversed, and he swore to himself that he would return the favor for the rest of his life.

Cloud's heart pounded along with hers, the sound drowning out the past and focusing on the present. His body was now full flush against hers as he lay on her, hearing a sigh escape her lips. Cloud moved in to nuzzle her neck, tasting the clean snow now falling freely and melting on her burning skin. Her voice was breathy when she was once again able to speak.

"Cloud, you have deliveries to make."

He brushed away her voice of reason as he moved on to nibble at her earlobe; something he knew full well drove her insane. She arched in response before gasping at the sudden sensation, only able to further protest once his tongue left her body. She forced him up and sat in front of him in the snow, slightly shivering from his lack of body heat upon her.

"No time for that now."

"But I don't want to go out in the snow. I want to stay right here."

Cloud crossed his arms stubbornly, unwilling to budge until she did what she had to. He always got his way with her when acting like a child and it did not fail him this time as the glint in her eye confirmed. Tifa slid closer to Cloud through the snow, making as if to embrace him lovingly before sending him on his way. To his surprise, when she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him sweetly, she also slid a handful of snow down the back of his shirt. He reacted pretty well for his part, his eyes widening only a little as Tifa looked into them and giggled against his lips, "Now go, so you can home again." She slid off of him to further prove this point; he did not have a choice in the matter since it was his job.

Reluctantly, he got up out of the snow and brushed himself off before giving a forlorn look to his best friend and girlfriend; his love. In this case, she was also his voice of reason and he wanted to do nothing more than ignore it and stay out in the snow with her.

She gave him a stern look and then softened, giving him a quick hug before stepping back, allowing him to leave.

He glanced back at her one last time as he headed for his cycle, silently cursing his choice of careers until she said, "It'll be fine, Cloud. I'll wait for you, always." Her words once again brought a smile to his face and he winked at her before taking off, wanting to get this over and done with as soon as possible so as to return to his Tifa.