[Gradius]

Pride 9



A Final Lesson



"There!"



Focusing his attention on the designated spot, Schroeder didn't doubt Viola's accuracy. As soon as his fingers got close, Cloud mumbled, beads of sweat popping out across his exposed skin that Tifa quickly wiped away. Looking closely he could see the area was slightly redder than the rest of the wound and adjusted his face mask.



Dragging the scalpel carefully across the infected area he cut until maybe an inch of the tiny blade was hidden by the upwelling of blood that his other assistants carefully mopped away, then pressed down hard. A spurt of yellow-greenish pus splattered against his clear mask and Cloud's body bucked against the restraints wildly, the young man giving a loud, pain filled cry. Titan grabbed hold of arms that seemed ready to bend at the elbow, while Schroeder focused and thrust the blade down one last time. Cloud screamed again, then went limp, but through contortions the doctor had felt the thin blade scrape against something hard. Despite the scented masks the doctor heard the women gag at the smell as he lay aside the scalpel and now probed the oozing wound with a pair of forceps. Feeling them scrape against the expected obstruction he got hold and gave a quick yank. It resisted his pull, then popped free and he carefully removed a splinter of Ultima's claw, a rush of blood and detritus following it out.



"Any more?" He asked, laying the offending object onto a tray, grabbing the offered syringe and flushing out the hole in Cloud's shoulder.



"None that they can detect...now." Viola pinched the bridge of her nose, Schroeder regarding her sympathetically. Her resonance with the Fairies, while better than the others, had still been exceptionally low. It was no surprise she was having issues.



"Go and get something to eat and rest. He seems stable for now." He said kindly, pointing at the tray and trio of removed shards. "If we're lucky this will have been all I missed, with how relaxed he is now."



"Not sure I'll be able to eat anything after that." Viola replied shakily, the smell of the pus and blood still strong. "But a rest does sound good."



Even after Viola staggered out the door, Schroeder kept working, swabbing away the blood and pus, syringing out the still gaping hole in Cloud's shoulder. All through it he could feel Tifa's eyes on his back, looking for anything untoward. No doubt confused why he'd be working so hard to save someone that should, by all rights, be one of their greatest enemies. Finally, only red tinged water leaked from the wound and he carefully applied a fresh cotton pad, held down by gauze. One last quick dose of painkiller. "Untie him Titan, so our guest can take him back to their room."



"If you would like I could..." Titan started, only for Tifa to studiously ignore him and heft Cloud onto her shoulder. "Very well."



"Follow them anyway." Schroeder said quietly as she staggered out the door. "Make sure Scarlet doesn't try anything."



The massively muscled man nodded and the door slid shut behind him. The doctor rubbed his eyes, turning his attention back to the fragments in the tray. He shuddered, handing them to one of his attendants. "Toss these into the furnace as well. Phoenix's fire has been burning particularly hot as of late."



Finally alone, Schroeder strode over to a freezer. From within he pulled out a single vial of blood labelled "TIFA". It had been a spur of the moment thing, while dealing Tifa's injuries from her fight with Scarlet. The girl had swum in a pool of the Lifestream. Twice! As well as been devoured, and then returned, by one of the Weapons created specifically to fight Sephiroth. Something about this girl had drawn the Planet's attention. While the conditions were less than ideal, he thought to himself, placing the vial in the centrifuge, he could take advantage of them to try and learn why.



*****



"Cloud," Tifa murmured, feeling his breathing across her cheek. It was slow, but steady which comforted, but also concerned her. It had been two days, but he still hadn't woken up. Instead of her cell or his cabin, Schroeder had ordered them transferred to what appeared to be an officer's berth. It was larger and, more importantly, she could lock it from the inside. Ignoring Titan's presence she did just that, resting Cloud on the bed, and waited for his footsteps to depart before giving a low whistle.



Immediately the grate over her room was pulled back and Yuffie flipped down. She gave Tifa a quick hug, as if just to confirm her friend was there, then turned to Cloud's unconscious form. "No change?"



"Well he's not in pain anymore." Tifa replied, sitting on the edge. She ran a hand up and down his arm. "And his color's better."



"So are you going to..."



"Yes." Tifa replied firmly, stroking Cloud's face. "I need to know that we weren't all collectively hearing just what I wanted to hear. If needs be I'll...WE'LL do whatever it takes to make him understand."



"You sure it's safe?" Yuffie remarked, sinking deeper into the shadows at the sound of boots outside the room. "I've been keeping an eye on Scarlet and whatever you did to her seems to have only made her crazier. I'm not sure how long Viola can keep her occupied."



"That's why I'm here." With a shimmer and gust of wind, Siren formed, floating in the air. "She won't come near while I'm around. They won't let her."



"Stay close Yuffie." Tifa crawled into the bed next to Cloud. At a nod, Siren's fingers weaved her spell and a gust flowed across Tifa, moving her hair gently. "I'll let you...know...how...how it..."



Tifa's eyes opened. After a brief amnesia she remembered where she was. Looking around she frowned.



Midgar...



She'd been expecting Nibelheim, like last time, or perhaps Edge. It seemed odd that Cloud's mind would fixate here.



"Is it really?"



Tifa came to an abrupt stop, Cloud and Bahamut's fused form stalking out of the old weapon's shop. His tail lashed back and forth tensely, blue and yellow slitted eyes on her. She swallowed, a painful burning in her chest. "C...Cloud. Are you...how are you feeling?"



"We feel better now." Cloud cocked his head slightly, as if surprised by the question.



"We as in you and Bahamut? Or you and..." Tifa waved her arms hesitantly.



He grinned toothily and, with a flash, Cloud stood before her, Bahamut floating above and behind him. He gave a rumbling growl, to which Cloud nodded, before flapping his wings powerfully and rising high above them.



"He's...no longer an issue." Cloud stated, eyeing Tifa warily. She wrung her hands nervously. "It's just me now."



"Cloud...I..." Tifa felt her chest ache. She needed to know. She held her arms out to him. "Please...?"



He regarded her warily. "I heard the tape."



"Not all of it." She said desperately. "You have to know I would never..."



"Whatever they left out doesn't take away from what they played." He said harshly. He rose up to his full height. "Tell me what happened!"



"I...I can't. Not everything." She flinched away from his glare. Then rushed ahead. "I can't because I wasn't conscious. Siren needed to feed...but you weren't there. Me and Yuffie had gone to visit Rosa when it happened but...but I wouldn't do it, so...so...I let her have my body."



"Is that what happened, truly?" He demanded.



"Yuffie's here too," Tifa's shoulders slumped. "You could...ask her..."



He cocked his head again, then he was in front of her. Arms around her. She didn't bother to try and hold back the sobs. Crying loudly in relief as she clung to him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry..."



"No...that's my line," he said, stroking her back and kissing the top of her head. "I knew you wouldn't do that but...I guess there's still a part of him in me I just can't get rid of."



"Who?" Tifa sniffled, clinging tightly to Cloud.



*****



Yuffie felt a brief chill and a surge. Siren reformed, face angry. "You are not welcome here anymore sister. Do not push me."



Yuffie felt another probe, then the feeling retreated. But that didn't settle her unease. Rather than Shiva's activities, however, it was Tifa. It was fast approaching a sixth hour that her friend had fallen unconscious and still nothing. Flipping back down from the vents she moved over to where her friends lay. Tifa's face was scrunched in discomfort and her posture was tense. "Tifa," she breathed, reaching out a hand when the bigger woman relaxed.



With an audible sigh, Tifa curled up closer to Cloud and...to the kunoichi's surprise...the blonde man's arms pulled her in close. Yuffie let out a breath, pulling a small twinge of sadness at the scene.



*****



Veronica gave a grunt, lashing out with a gloved fist that hit Scarlet at the shoulder. The blonde cougar immediately clubbed the smaller woman across the ear, making her stagger, then floored her with a harsh blow across the cheek. Veronica spun around once before flopping to the ground.



"Pathetic..." Scarlet growled, jumping from foot to foot with clear energy. The low buzz of the door opening had her turn around. "Well...any news?"



"He's still unconscious," Rested, if only slightly, Viola glanced across at the downed woman, now being dragged to the wall. Carol and Diana both bore hefty bruises that indicated they'd also been on the receiving end of the woman she now approached. She barely got her hands up to catch the pair of grappling gloves Scarlet threw at her. The blonde grinned, pulling off the sweaty t-shirt she wore. "Shouldn't you take a break?"



"I hardly feel winded," Scarlet retorted, doing several quick stretches that that set her boobs jiggling enticingly, before redoing the bun in her hair. "In fact I feel more energized than I have in days. The only way I think I'd feel better is when Cloud finally regains consciousness."



"And why is that?" Viola asked, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, stripping off her own top, before pulling on the gloves.



"Because I can imagine Lockhart's face when she realizes just being there when he does means not a damn thing." Scarlet giggled maliciously, raising her fists in response to Viola. "What I would give to be a fly on the wall when he does. I just hope he doesn't break her entirely. At least not before I get to play with her first."



"What the hell happened to you?" Viola thought miserably as the two circled. "No...I just never wanted to see it. To admit it. Fine then...this will be the last gift I give you, because I'm not letting you... No I'm not going to let myself get dragged down again!"



As such Scarlet's surprise was genuine when Viola suddenly barreled into her, knocking them both back until her ass hit the counter. A fist lashed out impulsively, grazing the redhead's cheek, Scarlet then gurgled at the knee to her gut, bending over. Strong fingers dug into her hair and the blonde shrieked as she was spun around, her feet leaving the floor before being flung to roll wildly off the mats and up against the wall. Spitting out hair strands from her mussed up hair, Scarlet shoved the locks out of her face, glancing briefly at her startled underlings then across at the waiting Viola. The bored stance had her seeing red and Scarlet gave a shout, surging off the ground and at the waiting woman, lunging into her with a tackle across the waist.



A brief, but vicious brawl across the floor involving biting, kneeing, scratching and punching ensued until the pair dragged each other up. Another punch from Scarlet knocked Viola away, but the redhead kept her feet and lunged back for Scarlet, hands drawn unerringly to one another's tits. Snarling as if their friendship was over the women pulled and yanked at the overflowing flesh, occasionally letting an orb flop and roll back onto chests to haul back a fist and deliver another savage punch or loud slap.



It was the CRACK of one of those blows which saw Scarlet sway and Viola gain an advantage that finally seemed to knock Diana and Carol out of their daze and the two immediately jumped on Viola, dragging the furious ginger off their boss. Scarlet spat and shook her head, looking up in time to see Diana deliver a pair of punches to Viola's stomach. With a hideous growl, the blonde cougar leapt forward, fist passing Viola's head to plant itself on Carol's nose. Arms freed, Viola now grabbed a startled Diana, dragging her into a headbutt and throwing her to land across a still unconscious Veronica.



"Stay the fuck out of it," Scarlet hissed loudly, turning back to Viola in time to catch her hands, palms slapping together. Fingers curled and blonde and redhead slammed their chests together as their arms went wide.



*****



"Was...was he one that I missed?"



"No," Cloud said softly. The pair sat together at the water tower overlooking Nibelheim, Tifa's head on his shoulder. "He is...was a part of myself I'd been dealing with for a long time now. I think I first really felt him after you first lost to Scarlet."



"When I..." Tifa left it unsaid, both remembering her words and what it took for them to reconcile.



"Yeah," Cloud glanced up at the false sky. "He fed on my frustration and hypocrisy."



"Hypocrisy?"



"The fact that I resisted how right you were about your fights. How I actually enjoyed them" Cloud sighed.



"But if you did, then why..." Tifa began.



"Because it depended on who you were fighting." Cloud interrupted. "Whenever you fought Jo, or Yuffie, or girls in their circles you came back looking content, like you'd gotten something out of your system. Even Mikoto at worst was you'd be irritated for a day or two on the occasions she beat you, but that was it. But if you fought Elizabeth, or Planet forbid Scarlet, any sense of enjoyment goes out the window."



"Elizabeth fights me because she wants to fuck me. She thinks that if she wins I'll just lay back and let her have me. So yes I go overboard in the hope that she'll get the message that even if that does happen, she's not getting between my legs." Tifa retorted, sitting up and turning to face him fully. "Scarlet...Scarlet wants to dominate me. To own me. It's gone far beyond just wanting to prove she's my, my...better. Now I think she really wants to just break me."



Cloud was silent for a second. He'd witnessed Scarlet's treatment of Tifa and felt the woman's frustration when his wife had been comatose and unresponsive. "And what about Mikoto?"



"She wants you." Tifa replied simply. "We fight hard because she has never hidden it. Even Jo and Yuffie know. But I don't cross the same line, because...well because I don't view her as a threat in that regard. I think she's a bitch and all but, if I had to choose, I'd take her over those other two any day."



"So what now?" Cloud asked, slipping an arm around her and pulling Tifa to rest gently against him again. "If it's me, you and Yuffie then we could probably arrange a way off this ship. I also have..."



"You're in no condition to do anything," Tifa quickly interrupted him. "Right now you might barely be able to use your damaged arm. Something about the Weapon's attack being especially effective against SOLDIERS like you. And...



"And..."



"One last time, Cloud." Tifa said, looking away. "I was out of my mind with worry and when she showed up I just gave up trying to pretend. I told her I'd give her the fight she's been hounding me for. If we ran off now..."



"She'll hunt you back down, or just go back into hiding and pop out at an inconvenient time again." Cloud grunted. He wasn't happy, but he couldn't fault Tifa's reasoning. "Fine...you might be willing to change, but she never will. Besides, you are right about my arm. But also..."



"Also?"



"They don't know that I'm me again. We can use that!"



*****



Viola yowled as Scarlet dragged short, but sharp, nails across her back. At the end of the shriek her teeth sank into the taller woman's shoulder, Scarlet now shrieking at the sharp pain. Toes clawed at mat and metal decking, the determined pair wrapped in a loose clinch, shoving each other to and fro occasionally drilling punches into stomachs. With an angry grunt Scarlet rammed her head to the side, once neatly tied hair now hanging in lanky, sweaty strips down her face. The headbutt briefly distracted Viola, allowing Scarlet to raised her arms under the redhead's pits. "Gonna crush you!" She spat, arms tightening and boobs beginning to squash.



"Not before I smash you!" Viola snarled back, arms dropping to trap Scarlet's at the side while her own tensed.



Both screamed in effort, ignoring the sound of the door sliding open as Barbara rushed in. The butch blonde had an oddly peaceful look on her face, that quickly disappeared once she took in what was going on. She quickly darted into the room...

 

"No!" Diana shouted in warning, causing Barbara to stop despite the loud banging as Viola, unlinking her arms, slammed Scarlet's head repeatedly into the dented metal. A punch to her side had the redhead lose focus and Scarlet grabbed her shoulders powering Viola back past Barbara who pressed up against the wall to avoid the fighting pair. Once past her, blonde and redhead tensed and rammed their chests together hard. The loud CLAP was followed by a meaty SMACK and more angry snarls as the women continued to inflict pain.



"What brought this on?" Scarlet's top girl demanded, finally making her way over to the seated trio. Now that she wasn't distracted Mitch noticed their state. Diana rubbing the side of her face, Carol holding her nose and Veronica unconscious. "And what's wrong with Ronnie?"



"She was the last to have the boss's attention before Red showed up." Diana replied, stretching out her legs as Scarlet's slams beat Viola away from them and towards the center of the room. "And no clue. They started off like this."



"Neither of them said anything?"



"Nothing!" Carol said, voice nasal, before Diana could reply. "And when we tried to break 'em up, boss did this..."



Barbara winced at the blood leaking from Carol's nostrils, turning back to gaze at the fiercely fighting duo. "Right then...guess we just let them thrash it out."



Even as she said that, a harsh blow knocked Viola across a counter, Scarlet quickly leaping onto the downed woman. Hands dug into scalps and thighs, the bellowing pair rolling the short distance to fall on the other side, out of the sight of the three watching. But they could still hear the snarled curses, angry yells and repeated of flesh harshly striking flesh.



*****



Yuffie grimaced, rubbing her leg to get blood flowing back into the limb. After her experience in Tifa's mind she knew that time flowed differently in there once you committed yourself. For all she knew, Tifa could be at the mercy of an enraged Cloud who believed she'd been unfaithful. Or they could be making up for time lost. Or...



Just as her mind started to wander Cloud's eyes opened. She blinked, her mind at first not realizing it until he gave her a tired smile. She got up quickly, or tried to, her cramping leg failing to hold her weight. By the time she crawled onto the bed to hug him, Tifa was already sitting up and stretching luxuriously. "Anything?"



"Nothing, luckily." Yuffie said, looking between Cloud and Tifa quickly, before sitting up to embrace her friend quickly before scooting back off the mattress. "You were out for nearly seven hours. How long was..."



"Think it was a week, give or take." Tifa grimaced, cracking her neck, jumping off the bed and stretching again. "Sorry, but we had to decide how we're doing this?"



"So, when're we busting out of here?"



"We aren't." Both girls turned to Cloud. Not because he spoke, but rather how weak he sounded. Even the young man looked shocked, rubbing his throat and then his arm, flinching away from the injury. "Tifa raised the issue about my arm. And she's right. I'd be a dead weight with this thing and...shit...give me a second."



Cloud focused and his body began to change, skin becoming drier, scalier, the transformation moving up from his hands which elongated into claws. Up to his elbows where a spike emerged, then to his shoulders. On the left the change halted. "There you are..." Cloud growled tearing off the pad and, after a brief moment to prepare himself, driving a pair of claws into the red, raw tissue. Cloud bit down hard on his lips, muffled grunts coming from behind his teeth. Blood leaked to the bed, Tifa hastily applied to her hands to the area, healing it as best she could, shaking her head furiously when Yuffie seemed about to join her. Finally, with a satisfied hiss, Cloud yanked out a bloody shard, probably an inch in length. Blood mixed with greenish pus leaked down his arm as he hurled the offending object that clatter against the wall before collapsing back onto the bed. "Better...much, much better."



His voice was still weak, but color seemed to return to his face almost immediately and Yuffie rushed to the toilet, returning with a roll of paper that she used to clean the blood and detritus leaking from his shoulder. "You played a dangerous game Yuffie," Cloud said softly. "You're lucky he wasn't as focused on you as he was with Tifa or I wouldn't have been able to prevent him from detecting you."



"Him?"



"Another split in his personality," Tifa supplied, grabbing a tissue with her free hand to help scrub Cloud's shoulder. "I...maybe Cloud should tell it."



The kunoichi was the perfect audience. Keeping herself quiet and busy as Cloud went over what he'd told Tifa. "So...you don't really mind that Tifa gets into fights, just WHO she fights. And you actually enjoy it so much you created a separate personality to deal with the hypocrisy you felt over it?"



"Not...just that..."



"Then what?" Yuffie leaned back in time to catch Cloud and Tifa share a look. Tifa nodded and Cloud turned back to her.



"Perhaps it'd be better if I show you." He said quietly. Yuffie felt him grab her roughly and gasped in surprise as he pulled her into a one handed hug. Anything she was about to say was forgotten when he pressed their lips together. Yuffie responded eagerly at first, but the kiss went on...and on...and soon it shifted from just a pleasurable experience to something the kunoichi didn't want to stop. She clung to the older man tightly, pouring as much suppressed emotion as she could into the kiss and when they finally came up for air, she found herself straddling a dazed Cloud who lay on his back. "Well...that was...new."



"I'm...sorry?" Yuffie glanced over at Tifa, confused, the brunette just raising an eyebrow and giving her a small smirk. "Um...what?"



"He loves you, you little idiot." Tifa gave her a light rap over the head. "And Josy too. That was why the other Cloud had such a hold over him. He felt a horrible guilt over the fact that what I worried about ended up coming true, so he kept pushing it to the side. So when Scarlet played the tape, the split used that to seize control."



"But...but then..."



"They're coming!" Siren suddenly spoke up sharply.



Cloud quickly adjusted himself on the bed. Tifa sat on the edge, while Yuffie quickly flipped back up into the vents. She just had time to pull the grating in place and start crawling. She needed to keep moving or the feelings would burst out of her. As it was, she couldn't prevent a goofy smile from splitting her face, despite their situation. Cloud loved her. Not just liked, or was fond of her. Loved her. She was so lost in her little world that she didn't hear the sound of the blow from down below.



*****



"You sure it's not time we stop them?"



"You feel free to go ahead and try." Carol growled in response, shooting Veronica a look out of the corner of her eye. "Just don't be surprised if you get laid out again."



"Besides." Diana smirked. "No matter who wins this I'm enjoying the show. I just hope they keep going."



Barbara, Mitch, considered hitting Diana for the disrespect but decided against it. All that would do was lead to a brawl of her own and she had no interest in a fight at the moment. Right now, she was just waiting to see what the clean up would be. Mark was in for a surprise when she next saw him.

 

Viola grunted, staggering wearily, pushing against Scarlet's stubborn resistance. Her face ached, hands and arms were sore, and her tits burned like fire. Still, she hauled off a slap that spun the dazed blonde around, grabbing her around the breasts, from behind and hefting her up off the ground. Scarlet's legs kicked wildly, heel battering up against Viola's shins and knees until she whined in frustration and dumped Scarlet back to the ground, eating a backhand when she failed to back away in time.



Scarlet panted, uncaring of her appearance as sweat streaked her makeup. She was sure that Viola hadn't held back the last time they'd fought and, while she'd worked for it, she thought she'd dealt with the other woman handily. This time reminded her of when they'd both inhaled the Berserk gas after her first win against Tifa. While her body was exhausted, her sharp mind already began to catalogue this, placing an unrestrained Tifa over an unrestrained Viola and Scarlet's eyes narrowed.



 "Vi..." she started when Viola lunged into her again, breasts pressed together harshly. Squirming together wildly, they battered their boobs together furiously, until Scarlet felt her arms trapped against her side.



"I'm done talking." Viola hissed softly into her ear. "You never listen anyway. So this time, I'm going to SHOW you!"



Scarlet grunted...groaned at the pressure Viola put on her breasts. Gritting teeth, the blonde flexed her arms, straining against the ginger's hold. No give. Scarlet bellowed as Viola responded with a powerful squeeze that had their boobs flatten outwards. Sucking in several quick breaths Scarlet strained again and fingers, slick with sweat finally gave. Thrusting out her chest, the blonde shoved her red haired opponent away, but she quickly came back with a shoulder twist that bashed Scarlet's left boob against her right. As had already happened several times the two fit, tired women shifted tack, flinging their aching tits together in a wild attempt to flatten the softened glands.



Though her entire body quivered from a mix of pain and exhaustion, Viola was the definite aggressor though Scarlet's attacks were no less fearsome. Smashing their boobs with impressive violence the red faced pair hammered one another back and forth for long minutes, expressions agonized and exhausted. Slamming their chests together violently, head to head, the two bounced apart, both clawing at the countertop to stay upright. Scarlet panted loudly, glaring across at Viola who massaged her chest, hissing at the tender feel, her eyes fixed on Scarlet. With a loud, desperate moan, they rushed back together, arms flung over necks and softened tits shoved together so hard taut bellies kissed.



"AAGH!!" Viola wailed, titflesh shoved up against her sternum, making breathing difficult and painful.



"NNNGHHH!!" Scarlet ground out from behind clenched teeth. Their boobs flattened to thick discs, mass pushing against mass and in the back of her mind Scarlet realized her breasts were slightly overlapping Viola's.



Butts thrust back rudely and they smashed their glowing red orbs together viciously, shrieks accompanying the loud WHACKS, then began grinding again. The four watchers immediately sat up at the horror that dawned on one, then the other's, face as breasts began to very noticeably deflate under the pressure. One final squeeze, one final scream of effort and they tumbled back down out of sight. They heard the SPLAT as the two landed then a screech of pain from one and they quickly scrambled up and around the counter.



*****



"So how are you feeling, all things considered?" Schroeder queried.



"I'll feel a lot better when you get that thing out of my eye!" Cloud growled weakly. He lay, propped up in the bed, fighting the urge to blink with the bright light from Schroeder's device moved from eye to eye.



"Yes, well..." the doctor began, shifting the penlight to Cloud's injury, flipping it in a slow circle as he studied it intently. Finally he leaned in close and sniffed at the wound before rising and shoving the light into his front pocket. He could feel Titan's presence behind him and the outrage emanating from the large man. He couldn't deny his own feelings upon entering the room and seeing the dark bruise on Tifa's face. Despite how Cloud might feel, the woman had been the one taking care of him. But, then again, it might also be a sign of just how close they had once been. "You took a great risk removing the last splinter yourself. Your body is already considerably stressed."



"Couldn't be sure how long you would take to find it." Cloud retorted, then shot a withering glare across towards Tifa at the bottom of the bed, who flinched bodily. "And SHE was of no use."



"She's been the one taking care of you since the accident," Titan rumbled, body swelling behind the doctor. "You could at least..."



"I wouldn't expect a muscle headed dolt that lays out five women a night to get it." Cloud interrupted him. "A trust like that isn't restored just because she took care of me while I lay down like a log. But I'll let her earn back my trust."



Tifa's head immediately jerked back upright, a look so eager and desperate that Schroeder couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl. Scarlet and Shiva had done their job well. On both ends.



"Let Scarlet know that she's had her fun." Cloud's eyes glittered maliciously. "Until further notice, Tifa is mine now."



Titan's knuckles cracked audibly, while Schroeder shot him a warning glance. As they slipped past Tifa to the door, he leaned in close to the woman, as if about to say something, then pulled back with an angry grimace. The CLANG of the door shutting was loud and final.



*****



Yuffie crawled carefully, due to activity below. Everyone seemed particularly busy for some reason. Passing close to where Scarlet's section was she heard a loud scream. Immediately the kunoichi changed direction, scuttling as rapidly and quietly as she could until she reached a vent above the blonde's lab. The aperture was near the sleeping area and she peeked down in time to catch Scarlet roll off of Viola, both women clutching their chest and head. Scarlet's lackies then appeared to gather around the downed pair, muttering nervously between themselves. Scarlet groaned and sat up, waving away an offered hand. She turned to Viola, reaching for her, only for crimson haired woman to twist rapidly to the side and smash a fist above Scarlet's nose. As if In slow motion Yuffie saw her eyes immediately cross and she tumbled over, rolling twice, before struggling to get back to her hands and knees.



Shifting in the vent the kunoichi saw Viola crawl to the dazed blonde and shove her over onto her back. Both gave tired grunts as Scarlet struggled weakly for several seconds before Viola pinned Scarlet's arms under her knees. Finally...Scarlet relaxed. "I...win." Viola declared wearily, sitting down on the blonde's stomach.



"I...squashed...you!" Scarlet panted. Yuffie cocked her head and was realized she was right. Viola's boobs hung heavily on her chest and while Scarlet's rolled easily in time with her breathing they still retained a more rounded feature. As if that was all she could manage her head lolled to the side and she went limp.



"As if...that...matters..." Viola started to fall forward, trembling hands held her up and she growled, pushing herself off of Scarlet to rest her back against the cabinet.



"Ah shit!" Four blonde figures now obscured Scarlet from Yuffie's eyes. "What do we do now?"



"Idiot! We gotta get her into bed."



"I know that cxnt. But WHO's gonna do that!" There was an immediate silence and Yuffie muffled a chuckle at the clear unease Scarlet was able to evoke even while unconscious.



"I did it last time," Veronica declared, backing away. "I'm not dealing with her this time."



"And I had to get my pussy wrecked before you." Carol snapped. Then they both turned to Barbara and Diana. "In fact...I can't remember the last time either of you enjoyed her company."



"If you think you're up to it, feel free to try." Mitch crossed her arms, glaring at the other three. "After what she did to you all I'm pretty confident of my odds."



The four women clenched their fists, tensing. The fact that a free for all between them would undoubtedly do what they hoped to avoid, wake up Scarlet, slipped their minds when... "I will deal with her!"



Five pair of eyes turned towards Viola, the redhead gradually getting to her feet. "You!?" Mitch sneered, looking her up and down.



"ME!" Viola snarled, suddenly looking far stronger than she should, a green halo appearing behind her head. The conscious blondes took an involuntary step back. "I just became only the second woman to knock your boss the fuck out. And I'm also the same one that has manhandled you...ALL OF YOU...the last time you got uppity. None of you want the job, so piss off."



Barbara sputtered, glancing at the others. There was no support there. In fact, the eager expressions there only made it evident they hoped she'd continue to push. Not only would they get another brawl, but it would undoubtedly wake Scarlet. Finally, cursing quietly, she shoved herself against the smaller Veronica, angling the others towards the door. Soon as they were gone, Viola relaxed, wincing, then grabbed Scarlet under the arms and dragged her unconscious friend across the room.



 Five minutes later, glancing around furtively, she slipped out.



Yuffie let out the breath she'd been holding and considered following Viola. Then decided against it. Instead she moved towards the bridge. She was still working out the shift changes and numbers.



*****



"Doctor..."



"Do not get involved, Titan."



"She is undeserving of such treatment!!" Titan's body swelled, the material of his shirt stretching under the pressure. "We both know this!"



"It doesn't matter what we know!" Schroeder snapped. He paused, letting several members of the crew slip past, rubbing his eyes. "Your range of interactions with humans lies only in the carnal. There are certain things they view as forbidden when mating for life. Ironically, Alexander understands this the best."



"You mean his former relationship with Siren?"



"Indeed." Schroeder stared hard at Titan. "Alexander, despite his aloofness, probably understands Cloud's feelings more than you do. And his actions as well."



"Where is he anyway?" Titan asked, relaxing slightly.



"He's been helping with the repair effort on the deck. I keep telling him it's of no concern with how close we are, but I think he's just using it an excuse to avoid them."



"Shiva and Siren?"



"Yes." Schroeder stepped through the opened door back into his room. Titan followed him in as the doctor sat down wearily. "He's in a quite unenviable position. Shiva has been quite vocal about how she's been denied access to Cloud. And Siren...I guess it's a small blessing that he hasn't yet heard what she's said about him. Losing both his sister and former lover to the same man. I imagine it hits quite hard."



"I still have a hard time believing it," Titan admitted.



"It's not like it's completely unheard of." Diabolos hissed sibilantly, emerging from a portal in Titan's shadow. "Have you forgotten about Maduin?"



"Maduin wasn't Siren." Titan pointed out, nodding to his compatriot as he shifted back to his human form. "And this was centuries ago, when we could walk in our natural forms with ease and our interactions with beings like the Cetra was increasingly familiar. It seemed only natural that something like that could happen."



"Ignoring all of that for the moment, how are you doing?" Schroeder pushed past Titan, to press his hands carefully against the dark Esper's back, tapping carefully before pulling out a stethoscope. "Anymore pain?"



"None. Everything appears to have healed correctly." Diabolos replied, standing still as the doctor continued the examination.



"Good, I need the two of you to maintain a tight watch." The doctor sat back down. "On Shiva in particular. Scarlet will most likely find Tifa's situation amusing. But Shiva will probably react badly to the thought of Cloud keeping Tifa under his thumb. We are only a day or two out. Let's avoid any incidents if possible."



*****



"Uhh..." Scarlet woke up dazed for a second, before her memory returned. She'd...lost to Viola. She frowned at the remembered savagery her friend had attacked her with. The way she still kept fighting even after her breasts failed. She started to sit up, then fell back down, dizzy. Immediately there was a feeling of wellness, as if a warm blanket enveloped her, and she scowled. "Stop that!"



"You're normally so receptive of my talents." Shiva formed in a flurry of ice to hover slightly above Scarlet, blue-white boobs hanging enticingly towards her own softened rack. She licked dark blue lips. "What put you in such a sorry state?"



"Vi decided to take sparring to a whole new level." Scarlet grunted, feeling the all too familiar arousal at her Esper's presence. It distracted her, and right now she didn't need that. "She took me by surprise. And I think that was what she was going for. I need to figure out why..."



"Oh," Shiva flipped upside down in a cross legged position. "Well if that's the case, then I guess you haven't heard the news."



"News?"



"Cloud's awake." Shiva smiled hungrily and Scarlet mirrored the look. Then, "I wouldn't look so happy my sweet treat. He's claimed the girl for himself. Said she'll be servicing him and him alone for the near future. He was quite specific about not wanting either of us coming anywhere near her until he's done."



"That was not our arrangement!" Scarlet snarled, starting to get up, Shiva floating to the side. Then she paused, body beginning to shake. At the same time, their minds linked, Shiva began to laugh. "Oh but this might be better. The hope she must feel right now that she'll be able to convince him of her innocence."



"Do you think he'll tell her?" Shiva giggled. "Tell her all the things he did to us while she was unresponsive?"



"Or of what we did to him." Scarlet's expression turned, if anything, more cruel. "Maybe...but just to sure..."



*****



Viola took a deep breath, before knocking on the door. There was a bustle of noise from within and what sounded like some rapid talking before it swung open.



"Yes..." Tifa's downcast appearance made Viola swallow as the girl stepped to the side to allow her entrance. "It's..."



"Shut it," the words whipped past the redhead to cause Tifa to flinch away as if from a lash. Cloud lay propped up on the bed with what looked like a fresh bandage. "I can see who it is."



"Is there a point to all of that?" Viola asked quietly, not trusting herself to say anything else. After seeing Tifa in the days since she'd begun taking care of Cloud she'd hoped her friend was on the way to recovery. Now, if anything, she looked worse.



"Other than it makes me feel better, probably not." Cloud grunted. He glanced at her shrewdly, eyes glinting. "Why? Hitting too close to home?"



"No. Because unlike Tifa I'll deserve anything Reno throws at me." Viola snapped. She tossed a tape recorder onto his chest. "Here."



"What's this?"



"Proof that Tifa didn't betray you." Viola retorted. She The redhead stared down at him contemptuously. "Though why you think you have a leg to stand on after everything you've done is beyond me!"



Cloud glared up at her and Viola began to worry she may have gone a bit too far. Even in his current state, with Bahamut behind him, it was unlikely she could defend herself against him. And with the recorder now in his possession she couldn't rely on Scarlet's protection anymore. So she was quite surprised when he began to chuckle and then to laugh. She was so off guard that she jumped visibly when Tifa rested a hand on her shoulder. "Looks like Yuffie wasn't exaggerating." Cloud remarked, sitting up. "What do you think?"



"It doesn't clear her record entirely." Tifa replied, moving past Viola to sit next to Cloud. He held her hand in his good one, pulling it to his mouth to plant a kiss on her wrist. "But it's good to know she's finally come around."



"Tifa...you..." she stuttered. "But Cloud...he...he's..."



"A lot has happened since he was injured." Tifa replied, her eyes growing haunted for a second. "A lot more than you'd think."



"Then why?!" Viola struggled to keep her voice down, slapping the mattress in frustration. "You, him and Yuffie. Between the three of you, you could escape easily. So why don't..."



"You know why." Tifa said harshly, rising to stand opposite the auburn haired woman. Viola backed away, crouching slightly. She knew this feeling. "Even if I ran away and hid, leaving everything behind, she'd still hunt me down. I'd never know when she'd appear on my doorstep."



"Maybe...but still...If she thought she'd scared you away she'd just leave it at that and..."



"No that wouldn't happen!" Tifa replied firmly, taking a deep breath. "Let me tell you, both of you, a secret I haven't shared with anyone. The fight in the Shinra Tower, where you lost your leg, she won. Scarlet beat me, beat my boobs. The tower collapsing actually saved me from the humiliation of having to beg her to stop. She fought as if possessed while I was exhausted. Yuffie had to help me escape, and still she kept going, screaming at me to stay and fight and promising that she'd find me."



"What?!?" Viola shot back upright. Even Cloud sat up at the declaration. "But that makes no sense. She...you ran away. You don't get more of a win than that. Then why..."



"Did she come back again after almost a decade?" Tifa finished. "Because it's gone beyond just our tits now. She's gotten addicted to fighting, to dominating other women. Look at what she did when we finally put her away! And she wants me in particular. cxnt even shoved me off the cannon while I was weakened, saying how she didn't share."



"She did WHAT!?" Cloud pushed himself up further, then grunted at the pain that shot up his arm, slumping back down. "You never said anything about that. If I'd known I would've..."



"That's the exact reason I said nothing. I knew how you'd react. And it didn't matter anymore since it was finally over...or so we all thought." Tifa grimaced, then glared back across at a white faced Viola. "The only way for this to end is for me to give her what she wants. Me and Scarlet...all out, nothing held back. And you know what? I can't say that I'm all that against it."



"Tifa, that's been my reasoning all this time." Viola said quietly, looking down at her hands. "That's why I helped her in Midgar, and lost my leg in the process. That's what I told Cloud when she first came back, and that's why I've been helping her all this time. To you and everyone else she's just someone to be despised...but I've seen the other side of her. The side that became my friend. I just wanted that Scarlet back..."



"And now?" Cloud demanded, resting a hand on Tifa's hip, pulling her to sit back down near him.

 

"Now, I barely see that side anymore. I'd hoped...and prayed that if she could just get it out of her system Scarlet could finally use those talents of hers for something other than...this." Viola shook her head, turning it to pin Tifa in her stare. "That she would view Tifa as just a casual rival to fight on the odd night. But that's not going to happen. I finally get that. Tifa, the next time you fight, remember what you said. Nothing held back. Because I don't think you're both walking away from the encounter. And if you don't give it your all Scarlet will make you suffer for it."



*****



"Well now, what are you doing here?"



Titan regarded Scarlet warily. He could feel his body react to the woman's proximity despite also having a feeling of unease. "I'm here to keep everyone safe from you and that Tifa girl."



"Oh my, such a big strong man frightened of two simple women." Scarlet smiled mockingly, a frown making it's way across Titan's face. Above them, in the vents, Shiva floated silently. Her proximity to Scarlet muting Titan's sense of her. "I should feel honored."



"There's little simple about you and you know it." He rumbled, staring down hard at her. "It wasn't just blind luck that brought Shiva to you. You called to her with your similarity."



"You mean my brilliance and beauty?" Scarlet's smile didn't reach her eyes, mentally urging Shiva forward. Titan frowned, glancing up and then behind him. Scarlet reached up and startled him by stroking his jaw. "Or perhaps my prowess in the bedroom. I can demonstrate for you if you think you're up to it."



"Take a care, woman!" Titan growled, taking a step forward, making the blonde take an involuntary step back. "You've ensnared the young Alexander in your web. Do not think to try and create a wedge between us."



"He thinks I'm trying to manipulate them against one another." Scarlet laughed internally. "He's sharper than I gave him credit for. Too bad it's too soon. It might actually be fun trying to seduce this one."



"Oh dear," she declared loudly and mockingly. "You've figured out my grand plan. You can only protect her from me until we land, muscles. After that, me and her, Shiva and Siren are going to have a fun old time all to ourselves."



*****



With a whisper of a sound Shiva descended from the ducts. Suppressing her power was not something the proud female Esper did normally but, with her new partner, she found herself opening up to new experiences. But she could expend enough to reform her body, minus the coverings of course. She floated delicately down the corridor, waving her fingers as she did to deepen the sleep of those within the passed rooms. Closing in on her target near the end of the hallway she understood why Titan had opted to stand at a distance. Even through the metal door she could hear deep grunts and wild feminine yelps and a look of fierce jealousy crosses the Esper's pretty face. She reached for the door only to freeze, gagging. Her hands scrabbled at her throat as she began to float backwards, fading in a shimmering mist.



Back on the mental plane now her hands were wrapped around Tifa's wrist, the young woman bearing her back with firm, measured steps. "You...lied to him about me..." Tifa growled, giving Shiva a violent shake. With a contemptuous look she hurled the Ice Queen back down the passage. "You tried to take him from me. Stay away from Cloud or I'll do to you what I do to shameless cxnts that try to take my husband from me!?"



"Let them fuck him and have their children?" Shiva gasped, mockingly, levitating back upright. She smiled widely at the rage on Tifa's face, running hands down her naked curves. "And I did more than try, little girl. Has he told you yet how many times he's taken me? What we did to one another in the process? How many times I made him..."



With a yell, Tifa flew across the room at the waiting Shiva, tackling her back into Gold Saucer. They spun wildly through the air before separating at the elevator. Tifa delivered a trio of punches to Shiva's midsection when the pale woman grabbed hold of the mass of dark floating hair and yanked her face first into the ground. Spinning around she flung Tifa across platform to drag herself to a stop as the elevator began to descend. Sprinting along it's edge the pair came to blows again, Shiva's arm becoming jagged to shred Tifa's t-shirt. Grabbing hold of the limb, with a curse, the martial artist shattered the arm at the elbow, causing Shiva to cry out and shove Tifa away. Pushed to the edge Tifa's arms windmilled wildly as she struggled to keep her balance, giving Shiva time to reform her arm. But even as she did so the Esper was on her again, arms going around the young woman as they fell down the shaft.



Grinding bodies together tightly, they bounced their way down to the bottom, Shiva twisting herself on top to shove Tifa to desert floor with a loud "WHUUFF!!" Flipping onto her back Tifa looked up in horror, rolling over and over to the side to avoid the jagged ice shards Shiva hurled down at her.



"RUN LITTLE RAT, RUN!!" The Esper shouted gleefully. Getting to her feet Tifa sprinted for the walls...running up them and pushing herself off to land on the still descending platform. Shiva, however, kept hurling ice bolts that penetrated the metal, following the steady stamp of running feet until Tifa reappeared above her, diving at the hovering blue woman. Shiva's eyes widened in shock at being grabbed, both woman falling to the ground in a rapidly moving knot of furiously fighting women before crashing through the side a wooden cabin.



Shortly after Shiva flew through the window, scrabbling at the sand to come to a rapid stop. Shaking out her hair, the blue skinned woman gave a piercing yell and rushed back into the building. The sound of heavy blows landing and angry shouts quickly followed, as well as blasts of wind knocking the door and windows out of their frames while ice stuck out the walls and roof.



*****



He'd done it before, numerous times. Three, sometimes four, times a year when he and Tifa would drive far away from Edge to one of the abandoned windmills. There Siren would take control and...bluntly put, take him apart. Her presence in those instances had him ready to blow with the slightest touch. Yet at it's core he'd viewed it as a simple transaction. Siren needed energy, he supplied that energy and in the process, kept her from causing Tifa to do something that she might not want to do. He was well aware that she was far more easily aroused now.



"You love him don't you?"



Siren moaned in exquisite delight, Cloud's hand tugging her...Tifa's...hips in slow, steady strokes. She could very easily take control and set the pace to one of her preference but the thought never entered her mind. Control faltered briefly when Tifa's presence disappeared for a second, then returned to assure her it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. The second distraction proved too much and she moaned longingly, feeling the heat rush through her in a liquid warmth that had her thrust clumsily for several strokes before finding back her tempo.



"Yes...funny, isn't it. The literal incarnation of lust falls in love with a mortal. How droll."



"Siren..." Cloud muttered, eyes closed. He'd never even considered it. Considered the possibility that their times together would cause this. Or was it Tifa influencing her. Cloud groaned as she writhed under him now, soft whimpers and chirping sounds placing him on the verge. It was like he was an amateur all over again, just like with...with...



"At least you get to be with him while I'm stuck playing the role of old friend, former lover and teacher. Sometimes, when he visits, I wish he'd just carry me upstairs and make love like we used to. Like I said he did."



Cloud roared, grunted, then moaned as he came, his prick already sore from how powerful the orgasms were. Even Rosa...who had been his first...still wanted him like that. He just didn't know what to do anymore. Tifa, Josy and Yuffie he could understand. Mikoto he could only see as a sort of friend, assuming her and Tifa could settle their differences. But to learn that Siren...a being as above him as he was an ant also loved him, despite his years of reservations. And then in the same minute that Rosa that broke him in, taught him how to make love to a woman, still lusted after him. Someone was bound to be hurt no matter what he chose. Even...despite his misgivings...Shiva.



He stroked his wife's face, seeing Siren flicker there and began thrusting softly, her lips brushing his ear. He would do what he could, and that was all. No more waiting and hoping things worked out. Giving a satisfied growl, he twisted Tifa's face to his, kissing Siren with fervor. Their tongues wrestled and the bed creaked in time with their motions.



Siren responded to his energy with her own enthusiasm. Hearing him call her name over and over, not pretending he was making love to Tifa had her cling to him even tighter, biting his lips repeatedly whenever he stopped kissing her. he thrust hard and Siren squealed loudly as the pleasure tore through her and beyond, beginning to roll outwards from her twitching form.



*****



The building was on it's last legs. A bellow of wind blew it's roof, followed by a snarl of ice that obliterated it's northern wall. Then Tifa and Shiva exploded out the western end, rolling head over foot. Punching and kicking interspersed with the occasional hair yank or scratch before crashing up roughly against a galvanised fence.



Shiva panted, dragging Tifa up with her, holding her off the ground by the hair The girl's skirt, torn during their scuffle, slid off her to the dirt. "What's the matter darling, out of practice?" She snarled mockingly, delivering a testing punch to Tifa's gut. "And here I thought you'd be a bit more of a challenge. Really, I don't understand what Siren sees in you. Or Cloud for that matter."



Tifa growled, reaching up to grab Shiva's wrist. "Let...go...of...my...hair!" She said slowly and with emphasis. Shiva resisted for a moment, face scrunching at the grinding pain as Tifa crushed her wrist. She lashed out with her other hand only for it to be grabbed as well and Tifa's feet touched the sandy ground. Hissing in rage at her lost advantage, Shiva's arms melted and flowed to reform with her palms against Tifa's. The fingers of both women immediately curled and pushed, wrists bending slightly one way, then the other.



Shiva groaned at the pressure in her arms. Needing to act she began to harden her features, but Tifa was having none of it. Sucking in a breath the dark haired beauty exhaled a blast of hot air that hit Shiva hard, making the Esper squeal and try to pull away. Instead Tifa pulled her close and wrapped her arms tightly around Shiva's pale body. "While I was out of it Scarlet took great pleasure in telling me what the two of you did to my Cloud. How you broke him." Tifa hissed into Shiva's startled face. The Esper moaned as she began to tighten her bearhug. "How you tormented him. She thought I couldn't hear. But I did...I heard every last detail. Besides Scarlet you're the one I hate the most. And I'm going to enjoy breaking you!"



"You're going to break me?" Shiva dissipated again, quickly, before Tifa could react. Instead she blew again, making it more difficult for her to reform, losing some of her essence in the process. "Scarlet has been trying since she found me to do that, and failed. She quickly learned it was faster, and safer, to work with me."



"She couldn't break what Siren already broke," Tifa mockingly retorted, flipping over a thrown spear of ice. "Did I hit a nerve?"



"Siren will get hers soon enough." Shiva growled, holding out a hand, sword forming in her grasp. "I'm nearly back to full power. With Cloud..."



"Cloud's with Siren now." Shiva immediately froze, the blade dropping from her fingers. Tifa smirked. "Didn't you wonder why it's me with you instead of her? He's taking his time, making sure I feel every bit of their coupling. I was going crazy until you presented an alternative. Why hurt myself when I can hurt one of the bitches responsible for my situation."



Shiva was in Tifa in a flash, the ice blade back in her hand and at Tifa's throat. Her breathing was hoarse and angry. "You will release me immediately from here. Or by the Planet I will..."



"Do what?" Tifa leaned into the blade's edge. "Cloud's not done tormenting me for your lies. Imagine how he'd react if you did something that forced him to delay my suffering."



Shiva stepped back uncertain, and was surprised when Tifa's foot snapped forward under her chin. Recoiling, she lost her grip on the sword, the blade slicing through Tifa's top as she jumped away.

"Oh that scared you didn't it. It should." Tifa smiled cruelly giving her, now naked, upper body a shake. "With access to something like this, why would he want...that!"



Shiva's cheeks purpled at Tifa's gesture. Two quick steps and she delivered a pair of slaps that sent the girl's left, then right, tit jiggling. Tifa immediately countered with a slap of her own then snatched the blue-white hair of the woman opposite her and tugged. Shiva screamed at the painful pull, returning the favor and having Tifa yelp at the Esper's strength. Yanking furiously, kicks also began to get mixed in, bruising shins and knees before a particularly hard yank had them fall to the sand. Wrapping up tightly the pair abandoned any semblance of skill and rolled wildly across their large arena, pulling hair, kneeing and biting once more.



No more tricks, no more powers. Just woman against woman...female Esper.



*****



"Slow...slow down!" Cloud panted. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tifa's head in his lap, kneeling to his side. He groaned again, her head bobbing, hand kneading her perfectly rounded bum. "Siren...wait!"



She whined, resisting as he pulled her head away, tongue flicking out to lap at the tip. She resisted, until he kissed her hard. "Cloud...why?"



"Not like this," he said softly, biting Tifa's lip. "If we're gonna do this, let's do it right. Let me look at you as yourself."



Siren nodded slowly, allowing herself to flow out of her host's body, forming in a kneeling position just to her side. Tifa's body flopped forward in Cloud's arms and Siren felt an ache at how tenderly and lovingly he held his wife, resting gently on the far side of the bed. "This was a mistake. I'll call her back and..."



"Do you really want to do that?" Cloud asked, looking her up and down. She pale, with a luminance that the women of Wutai seemed to favor. Instead of clothing, she was protected by golden feathers that receded, displaying a slim but busty figure crowned by hair of greenish hair. He'd never seen her physically before, yet at the same time she felt incredibly familiar to him.



Siren again looked at Cloud, just sitting there. Watching her with that same steady stare he always seemed to have. There was no judgement there. She shook her head slowly and crawled back into his arms. The first penetration had Siren all but jump. For all her experience it had been centuries, if not longer that she'd engaged in such an act with her own body. It was more intense than the first time they'd accidentally made love, back after Tifa's first fight with Mikoto. She clung to him tightly, face buried in his chest and screamed openly when he rose to a standing position, the move causing him to fill her entirely.



*****



Titan felt it before he heard Siren's cry. He frowned openly as Siren's energy began to lash him with increasing intensity. There was little he could do for those in their section but...he flexed slightly, erecting a barrier over the area. If they were lucky Alexander was currently too busy to notice. Titan didn't believe for a second his young companion was completely over that winged temptress.



*****



"I'LL TEAR THEM...YEEEARGHHH...TEAR THEM OFF!!"



"BITCH! WHORE! I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP...GONNA RUIN YOU!!"



Seated firmly on Shiva's stomach Tifa had her hands full, so to speak, with the pale Esper's large boobs. Tearing and mangling the orbs sadistically she however screamed along with her victim who was far from inactive. Her fingers could barely make their way around Tifa's monsters but Shiva did her best. She yanked and pulled at the dangling flesh, pinched stiff nipples between her nails. And when that didn't garner the response she wanted, Shiva simply punched the ample glands viciously and repeatedly.



 Tifa howled at agony, gripping Shiva's tits firmly and twisting. And twisting. And twisting. Shiva punched harder and faster, fist digging deep into the massy tissue of Tifa's breast, but couldn't match the other woman's superior position. Screeching loudly she abandoned her attack, grabbing Tifa's wrists, trying to stop the woman from seemingly going through with her promise.



Tifa's lips were pulled back in a toothy snarl. This slut had taken advantage of her husband. Tried to break him. She would..."OOOWAGH!!" Tifa shouted. Shiva snarled, biting down hard on Tifa's tit. As soon as the woman's hands left her boobs, she punched the brunette in the side of the head, throwing the stunned Tifa off. Rolling twice, Tifa quickly got to her knees, Shiva spat, both crawling back together quickly. The Ice Queen went low, between Tifa's legs, flipping the other woman over. The brunette kicked out as soon as she landed, feeling a new freedom around her legs. Rolling over she glared up at a grinning Shiva that flaunted her panties, before freezing them. "Like what you see?"



"I've seen you before, girl. Through Scarlet's eyes." Shiva reminded her, crushing and shattering the undergarments. "No. This is just to let you know that I can take even your dignity from you. Not just your husband."



Tifa clenched her fists, but took a breath. Shiva had calmed down. It would be to her disadvantage to fight wildly. "I've fought naked before. This is nothing new."



"Oh but this is just the start. Can't you feel it?" Shiva announced, stretching out her hands and leaving her body...her gorgeous...sexy...body. So...so...Tifa shook her head, eyes widening in realization. "Oh yes. It's happening again. First I'm going to crush your boobs to establish which of us is the better female. By then, you'll be wet and ready. Begging me to fuck you and betray Cloud again."



Tifa shook her head, grimacing, and took several shaky steps back. Shiva smiled eagerly, stalking closer, only to pause when the long haired brunette punched herself savagely. "Much better." Tifa muttered, strutting back towards Shiva who now circled away from her confused. "I'm not interested in another's leavings so I'll have to decline your offer."



"What?"



"You've been under Scarlet's thumb for so long I can smell her stink on you." Tifa continued, arms going out and fingers curling at the slowly developing rage on Shiva's face. Was it due to her mocking Scarlet or for hitting too close to the truth she wondered. "I want nothing to do with that old skank, nor her bottom bitch."



It took a second for her words to register, and another for the Esper to probably process the meaning. There was an immediate pressure on Tifa and Shiva loomed large in her vision, growing to at least four times her size, almost thirty feet. She took several deep breaths, tapping into her link with Siren. It exposed her to what the Esper was doing, making her entire body flush, but it allowed her to match Shiva...for now.



"YOU WOULD DARE!" Shiva boomed, lunging at Tifa who delivered a punch to her gut, then an uppercut that knocked her to fall across several other buildings. Bounding up from the wreckage and charging back towards Tifa, Shiva absorbed another punch, cannoning into Tifa. Carrying the brunette forward Shiva tripped and dumped them both into...a bog?



It was deep, the sun shining off the clear areas in the muddy water coming up to her thighs. Looking around quickly Tifa recognized where they were, spotting the impaled Zolom, and the improbability of it. The Grasslands were nowhere near Gold Saucer. Her musings were interrupted when Shiva emerged, caked in the mud and detritus of the Marshlands. Shaking out her hair had several tree stumps fly free as she glared across at Tifa. "You're either very lucky, or a quick learner." Her voice echoing off the close mountains, splashing towards her target. "But Scarlet can't beat me. And neither will you!"



Only too eager to prove her wrong Tifa waded determinedly through the thick muck. Once in range they both attacked, Tifa throwing a punch into a shaking boob, Shiva raking a clawed hand across a quivering breast. "OW/YAH!" Both yelped, not stopping, crashing together hard enough to send waves across the marsh. Bent forward, right legs crossing, they held one another tightly, wrestling fiercely as they attempted to force the other over. But the thick sludge provided considerable stability and neither could move the other, simply spinning in place. Simultaneously they went low, then thrust forward, bashing massive chests together, the impact knocking them apart.



"YOU!" Shiva bellowed, striding forward, arm coming around to leave handprint on the side of Tifa's left boob, making the orb wobble.



"PAYBACK!" Tifa shouted, unleashing a slap of her own that sent Shiva's right battering up against her left, the flesh jiggling enticingly.



Snarling, the furious pair unleashed barrages of slaps to each other's mounds, Shiva mixing scratches with lengthened nails while Tifa also unloaded punch after punch into the blue woman's bouncing tits. Finally, they slammed back together, straining and shrieking in effort, pumping swelling boobs together. Grappling wildly, Shiva screamed in effort, shoving Tifa deeper into the marsh.



The brunette resisted fiercely, feet digging into the silt at the bottom but then, abruptly, she relaxed. Caught by surprise at the sudden momentum, Shiva found herself lifted off her feet, Tifa twisting to the side and tossing her to the side into the bog itself. Shiva emerged, spitting and raging only to be driven back under by a diving Tifa, the splash sending fowl into the air and swallowing the small islands that dotted the area.



*****



"That's it...fucker..." Barbara panted, bouncing wildly. "Come again...come again. You won't...have a drop...drop left when I'm...shit, shit...I'm done!"



"Bitch...you...you're gonna have my...hah...jizz leaking out your nose when...I'm...doneeaaaahhhhhnnnnn!!" Marcus bucked wildly under the wild woman, firing another load into her eager snatch, the power behind the stream having her writhe and squeal as she joined him halfway through.



"Fuck you...c'mere...bastard." Barbara groaned, Marcus shooting upright, arms wrapping around one another. Kissing, biting and swearing at one another the pair scissored their sore genitals, still fucking furiously. "Don't you dare...stop!!"



There was no other thought going through either's mind other, not even their usual drive to sexually dominate the other. This was pure mindless and uncontrolled sex and they completely consumed by it. The initial encounter had gone as expected. Marcus impaling Mitch until the butch blonde shrieked in anger, the last orgasm too much for her, feeling Marcus spurting the last of his cum across her belly and tits before collapsing on top of her.



Biting each other's lips and tongues, swearing their hate for each other they finally drifted off into a deep sleep. Only a few hours later both shot awake, upright and alert. And hot...burning even, Marcus's staff already at full extension and ready to burst while Barbara's nipples was coated white and pussy leaking. Before Marcus could even move Barbara twisted astraddle him, hands pushing his shoulders onto the mattress with startling power, pumping her hips in earnest.



Unheard by either was the screams, shouts and squeals from nearby rooms. All extending out from the room they'd all been assigned to guard. Cloud grunted, bent over Siren's back, kneading the woman's steadily swelling breasts. Leaning over the bed Siren whimpered, barely able to tolerate Cloud's slow pace and ground her soft ass against his stomach with an enticing wriggle.



"SIREN!" Cloud moaned loudly, face twisting, rigid with pleasure. He began to thrust earnestly now, the Esper unable to bear it anymore, squealed loudly and repeatedly, collapsing onto the bed her pussy clamped around the blonde man's prick in a merciless grip as she came long and hard. Cloud stiffened, croaking in effort, coming again and again in time with her womanhood's spasming grip. Frozen in ecstasy it was minutes before either could move again, and it felt longer for all involved, screams in all tones and tenors echoing down the hallway. "Ho...holy shit..."



"Please!" Siren wriggled against Cloud desperately. "More. I'm so close. Please!"



Cloud could barely move, but her mere presence had his dick hard and raging despite the clear pain that radiated from the sorely overworked organ at this point. Still, he gripped the covers and after a few slow thrusts had his rhythm back, pumping purposefully into the desperate Esper.



*****



The surface of the marsh was turbulent, with waves rolling outward from a rapidly moving epicenter. At one point an arm emerged only to form a fist and slam back down with clear intent. At another a trio of wildly kicking legs. Finally a muddy head emerged, gasping through the mud and filth, shaking in an attempt to free herself of it. Before she could succeed, however, a hand shot out, grabbing the long tangled hair and yanking her back beneath the surface.



A short while later, another head emerged, gagging and wiping her face. She started to rise, moving towards awkwardly towards the shallower end when the other woman emerged, grabbed her by the head and shoulders, pulling them both back down.



A minute passed.



Then three.



Finally the bog exploded, both women erupting from it's depths. In the pale moonlight it would be easy assume it was some strange new two-headed fiend. The muck coated them completely, and with their bodies held tightly together by powerfully squeezing arms it was hard to tell where one began and the other ended. Shuffling back and forth...no that wasn't right. Looking closer one would notice that not just their chests were pumping together, but also their lower regions, still hidden from view. And their heads, rather than looking over shoulders were pressed together hard at the lips. Lips that came apart with an explosive "PAH!" stunned dark brown eyes looking into dazed blue.



And then one was shoved away violently.



"WHORE!!" Tifa roared, spitting and wiping her face frantically. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!!"



"OH DON'T PRETEND YOU DIDN'T ENJOY IT!" Shiva laughed, whipping her hands clean. "YOU EVEN SURPRISED ME."



"GAHHH!!" Tifa screamed, scooping up a massive handful of muddy water and flinging it at Shiva. The Esper ducked under the throw, still chuckling. Tifa fumed at the violation, horrified at how passionately she'd responded. She'd thought herself ready for what Siren could cause as her host...but even now she realized how badly she'd underestimated her partner. Focusing back on target she stalked towards Shiva who also waded in her direction. Once in range, Tifa unleashed a slap across the face that rocked the blue skinned woman then another, harsher, one that jiggled her still coated tits.



Even as she tilted from the first slap, Shiva's hand slashed out to grab the end of Tifa's hair, tugging it viciously to the side. The brunette whined at the sharp pain, then yelped when Shiva grabbed hold of a breast with a shove and twist. Suddenly re-energized the air between them was filled with clenched fists, open palms and clawed fingers.



Breasts were the favored targets, but faces and stomachs weren't off limits and slowly they moved towards the shallows, the water level dropping back to just below their thighs. Panting breaths picked up as they attacked one another but, just as much, under the film that still coated them, bodies became warm, faces turning pink or purple respectively. With a tormented groan, Shiva threw herself at Tifa, arms wide. Tifa trembled, Siren's orgasm searing her control. With a desperate lurch, she dodged away from Shiva's grab then shoved forward, bashing both their prodigious chests together in a powerful head on collision.

 

The impact knocked them apart as well as clearing their heads. Shiva shook her head, hating that Siren could affect her at all, glaring across at the bitch's familiar. This was taking too long. Then she smiled, raising her hands behind her head. Tifa's eyes immediately narrowed. "LET'S SETTLE THIS GIRL. YOURS AGAINST MINE!"



Don't do it, the saner part of Tifa's mind shouted at her. You were winning. In a purely physical confrontation you could take the cold cxnt. But by that same logic she should be able to beat her in this as well. A beaten and humiliated Shiva would make things easier for Siren as well as weaken Scarlet too. Tifa clasped her hands behind her back, sloshing towards Shiva. "BIG MISTAKE." She warned. "YOU KNOW WHAT IT TOOK FOR SCARLET TO BEAT ME..."



"BUT SHE DID, DIDN'T SHE!" Shiva smirked, twisting her torso as they closed in on one another. "AND I'LL DO THE SAME!!"



After several initial probing false starts, the giant women hurled their boobs together with a resounding CLAP, recoiling from the impact. Splashing back together they thrust their breasts together boldly, pounding the fleshy orbs together with vicious determination. The sound of their boobs beating against one another repeatedly echoed off the surround hills and caused ripples in the surface beneath them. The orbs were so firm that they seemed to bounce off each other rather than flatten and sink in.



Tifa's eyes flattened at the easy concentration on Shiva's face. Now it made sense how Scarlet was able to keep up with her. With each hefty swing, each quiver of their embattled boobs, it felt as if she was fighting Scarlet, not Shiva. Likewise the Ice Queen's face had lost the mocking smile, maintaining a neutral expression in response to the loud, fleshy impacts of their swelling breasts. The blows were powerful and bruising, but the firm teats simply absorbed the damage, recoiling away from one another.



Unnoticed by either the skybox continued to change as they fought savagely. The sun was high in the sky, drying and cracking the mud that caked their upper bodies as they flung arms around backs to crush their tits together, feverishly trying to grind away the seemingly limitless firmness. Massive forms sweated easily in the sunlight, breaking off pieces of the filth that coated them to splash dramatically in the water alongside their shifting legs.



There was a full moon two nights later, to provide a clear view of Shiva knocking a squealing Tifa down to squat in the muck of the shallows. Enraged, Tifa was back up swiftly, boobs hammering together with rapidly increasing violence, Tifa in anger, Shiva with confidence.



The moon and the sun shared the sky the next morning when Tifa gave a ferocious grunt and swung hard enough to stagger Shiva who fell to her knees with a sharp cry. Like Tifa, however, she was up quick and just as furious. Tifa raised her arms over her head as well to match Shiva and now they beat the outside of their pain-filled tits as often as the inside.



Brunette and blue hair now attacked in a wild fury of outer and inner strikes, flinging their boobs now without a hint of restraint, relying on the impact from it's opposite to halt the momentum. This continued through the night, into early morning, the only sounds being the anguished cries of both women as well as echoing collisions of their treasured weapons. The pounding blows began to take on an edge of desperation at just how even the fight, and their tits, appeared. Finally they leapt apart, desperate to get their breasts away, rubbing and massaging the aching, burning glands.



Tifa shook her head in disbelief. Not even Elizabeth could've endured what she'd unleashed on Shiva, yet the blue skinned bitch's tits looked as firm as when they'd started, if more purple than blue.



Shiva whimpered, hating the pain. It reminded the Esper of when she was lesser, and how easily she was beaten every time she challenged Siren...or Scarlet. She glared across at Tifa, despising the woman for making her suffer this, hating how her fat bags still hung high and firm on her chest. And from the look she returned, it was reciprocated. All of it.



With angry, incoherent cries they lunged back into one another bouncing off as all four breasts collided, swelled and reformed. Immediately upon regaining her footing Tifa hurled her right boob so splash against Shiva's right, sending it shaking out against her ribs. Squealing in anger, Shiva struck Tifa's right tit with her left, causing the brunette's boob to bounce painfully against her left. Lips curled and eyes glared and hands grasped the opposite hip as they began flinging their breasts together with furious abandon.



Mud squelched beneath them, and between fingers as they kept tight grips on each other's wildly swaying hips, the loud echoing slaps of their shapely boobs beating together reassuring them of their teats resilience but also causing increasingly loud yelps of agony. A series of brutal left on left swings had Tifa groan, followed by a volley of right and right that caused Shiva's legs to shudder and bend slightly before recovering. Eyes were still locked and angry, but beneath that was something else, something that burrowed it's way into the mind of one like a parasite.



Fear.



As if recognizing this wasn't working, Tifa's hands began moving up Shiva's hips, to the outside of the breasts, to the shoulders. Shiva's moved in response, tracing the young mortal's curves to wrap around her slim neck. Without missing a beat or hesitation they thrust all four taut orbs together, tip to tip, nipple to nipple. The initial impact was hard, but not particularly harsh due to their boobs still moving from the last swing they'd performed. But now the orbs flowed backwards to slap gently against the sternum, then rushed forward in time with the either's lunge.



SMACK!!



Nose to nose, Tifa and Shiva glared hard at the twinge on one another's face at the force of the blows. Rear back and heave.



WHACK!!



Eyes fluttered, almost closing before opening back wide. Sweat ran down Tifa's cheeks while the frozen droplets dripped from Shiva's chin. Deep breath. Legs wobbled, ass thrust out and heave.



THWACK!!!



Tifa and Shiva tasted each other's unabashed scream at the hardest blow they'd inflicted thus far. Shiva's breath was cool on Tifa's burning tits as her head dropped, the brunette's head thrown back and whipping from side to side. At the same time, legs gave out and both women sank to their knees, dragging one another down. It was shallow enough that their upper bodies remained above water, but their breasts now floated in the marsh, splashing mud, water and the occasional foliage into faces and shoulders as they continued to mindless thrust their bruised mammaries together for several moments.



One final, terrible blow and they fell apart, floating prone opposite one another in stunned agony. Tifa groaned, lifting her head slightly to glare at Shiva through the canyon of her heaving, burning mounds. Perhaps it was the fighter in her, or maybe it was still the arousal from Siren, but she couldn't help but have a grudging admiration for the fight Shiva was putting up.



If this was what Scarlet had to put up with, no wonder the blonde cxnt kept surprising her. Then Shiva stirred and splashed, pushing herself back to a standing position, Tifa quickly following her. "THIS HAS BEEN AN INTERESTING DIVERSION, GIRL. BUT I THINK IT'S TIME TO WRAP THINGS UP."



"I COMPLETELY AGREE," Tifa retorted as the pair circled. But she was nervous. Shiva's boobs still sat firm on her chest. By comparison Tifa could feel the weight of her hanging breasts. She sucked in a lungful of air, feeling them swell and rise, then let it back out slowly. Shiva smiled at the action and Tifa glowered. "LET'S DO THIS HOMEWRECKER!"



Having dueled long enough to get a read on each other the bosomy pair strode together and, with a mirrored surge from hips to chest, flung their heavy tits to smash together. The full, rounded orbs smashed in mid-air brutally and flattened thickly this time, swelling together before bouncing clear.



Tifa and Shiva staggered from the force but did not fall, instead shrieking their frustration and leaping back together with frightening determination, heaving breasts together anew. The massive glands smacked together intensely, the surging flesh clapping loudly with each deliberate impact. Stalking each other across the marsh neither beauty let up, coming at angle to increase the colliding mass. They staggered again...



"RIGHT ON RIGHT!" Tifa shouted, twisting her body to emphasize. Shiva was quick to cooperate and in seconds their right boobs were flying through the air, to smash near the top of their breasts and then scrape past, the fatty tissue resisting, then yielding, thick nipples raking sadistically across the flesh. The pain was enormous, but so was the sudden arousal when the spikes crossed, bending together under their owners strident efforts.



"LEFT ON LEFT!" Shiva demanded, panting, jumping to adjust her stance. A gasping Tifa followed suit. Now the left breasts were punished, hammered together by desperate nymphs. The sound of their orbs crashing together had them flinch internally. The drawn out, tearing pain of the nipples drawn across the burning skin made them whimper, or the sudden surging arousal when they crossed made legs even weaker.



"YAH!!" Tifa suddenly screamed, retreated and clasping her left boob. Her expression was one of disbelief, matched by Shiva's own mocking smile. She gingerly massaged her aching teat, feeling the tip soften and bend.



"IT BEGINS!" Shiva chortled and then she was on Tifa again. The brunette was shocked, but still determined and after several initial hit began to strike back with the same violence as her supremely confident rival who's squeals and yells soon joined her own. Breasts hammered together solidly in endless repetition both women moaning in agony, but still only speeding up their swings. In the back of her mind Tifa began to notice the odd movement of time.

 

The sun was to her back as she slammed a wobbling Shiva towards a small islet. It seemed like just minutes, but when the blue bitch halted her advance the sun was in her eyes. Likewise she felt herself stagger against Shiva brutal breast blows, struggling to hold her own as the Esper's heavy boobs slammed into her own. But when she finally landed a blow that knocked Shiva out of her rhythm there was a half moon in the sky.



Shiva aggressed violently and untiringly with her beautiful, if bruised breasts against Tifa's flopping boobs. The stubborn brunette simply refused to give up and fall, instead matching her swing for swing evenly, fighting every bit as hard as the start. She heard Tifa scream with every impact, but she couldn't prevent her own voice from adding to the busty woman's chorus. No matter. There was only one way this ended.



Dozens...or was it hundreds, keeping track in here was difficult...of blows they rained on one another with their sore breasts. At the end of one swing, no harder than many that had preceded it...Tifa staggered. She groaned in clear, desperate agony, shoving the hair out of her face to stare at Shiva. The Esper's blue body glistened in the sunlight, sweat coating every inch. Pale lips glistened, pulling back in another smile as Tifa shook her head. "NOT YET!" She gritted out, shoving herself upright.



Hands on hips Shiva waited for Tifa to set herself before they both began flinging their boobs again, the wild fleshy melee punctuated by the rhythmic impact of breast against breast. Stamping their feet, they stood flat footed in the silt and rolling bog slamming their massive breasts to crush and flatten and hurt, grunting and shrieking with each impact.



Shiva smashed Tifa to the side repeatedly, the confident Esper battering her with unrelenting boob strikes. Then Tifa stunned Shiva with a bevy of wild and violent swings that offset the blue woman's rhythm, very nearly knocking her down.



Back and forth, circling along the mountain edges all the way to the far edge where the Chocobo Farm appeared along the edges of the horizon. They thrust with their tits now. Instead of swinging like maces, they now gave little jumps as they thrust them together, nipple to nipple. Tifa felt better now, each bounce having Shiva give a little each time their breasts speared together. She glared hard at the gasping blue hair and thrust hard with her right tit...and fell back hard, landing on a solid grassy surface.



"NO...NO..." She cried out, struggling to rise, but her limbs rebelled, begging for rest. Even as she rolled onto her knees, she felt strange. She could feel the grass under her fingers. But that shouldn't be possible unless...she twisted around in terror, staring up...then up some more at the looming Shiva. "I can...I've fought...tougher..."



"NO, YOU HAVE NOT!" Shiva laughed, slowly shrinking down to Tifa's level, hips shaking seductively as she waded out of the Marsh. Tifa scrambled back, fear open on her face. "What's the matter, LOCKHART? I thought you hated me. I thought you were going to break me!"



"Damn you...I won't go easy!" Tifa yelled, whipping her left boob across Shiva's. Barely three minutes of wild boob flinging and she was back on the ground around, spinning on her feet to land on the side. Crying openly now, fully aware that she was losing, she nonetheless struggled back up and set her feet in the damp grass. "That...that all you got? I've still got plenty left in the tank you blue whore!"



Shiva's eyes glittered at the defiance, striding up to Tifa. Nine swings later and she was curled up on the ground again, sobbing in pain. This wasn't to say Shiva wasn't hurting, oh no it hurt bad, but she was what she was and Tifa was...well just a woman. Yet even as this crossed her mind Tifa pushed herself weakly up onto her hands, trying to get up again.



Tiring of the game, Shiva grabbed Tifa's hair, yanking the girl upright, into her arms. Tifa whined in at the offense, standing on tottering legs and wrestled weakly with Shiva but couldn't prevent her from both arms under her own. "Get ready girl!"



Tifa screamed as Shiva squeezed, all four massive orbs now forced to try occupy a space for two. Tifa shrieked to the sky at another squeeze, then her head shot down to butt foreheads, crushing Shiva to herself in retaliation. The Esper cried out frustration, furious at the girl's continued resilience, tightening her arms further. Tifa wailed, her breasts pushed back against her chest, steam hissing up between them as sweat and tears pattered onto Shiva's protruding teats.



"This is your favorite way to finish off an opponent isn't it." Shiva remarked silkily, loosening her grip briefly, feeling Tifa's panting breathe then weak attempt to squeeze back. Her limbs were weak and finally fell apart to hang limply at her side. Shiva felt her excitement grow at the look of loss on the brunette's face. She knew she was beaten. Knew that Shiva was dragging it out, but unable to do anything. She screamed anew when Shiva hefted her off her feet, squeezing and driving her boobs forward. The blue Esper shivered in delight at the sight of Tifa's boobs squashed against her own, a run of liquid running down the inside of her thigh, unnoticed by either. She lowered her lips to kiss Tifa's ear delicately, whispering. "Now who has the best tits on Midgar?"



"SHITSHITSHIT...AAAAAAHHHH!" Tifa shrieked as Shiva squeezed one last time, blue nipple tipped boobs bulging outwards to penetrate the front Tifa's boobs, sinking into the massy teats dramatically and undeniably. She gave one final screech, then hung limply in Shiva's arms. The Esper held the girl tight, hips jerking furiously against her leg and privates, giving a final rattling groan as she fell back into a seated position, dumping Tifa to land prone on the ground. All that could be heard now was Shiva's excited breathing and Tifa's hiccupping sobs.



*****



Siren tensed, wrapping her arms and legs around Cloud, kissing his ear, his neck, his shoulders. Whatever she could suckle her lips against. His tortured groans finally gave out and his body rose above hers thrusting wildly as he came. Siren screamed with joy at the full feeling, squeezing him with her shapely legs and tight pussy, prolonging his pleasure as long as she could. Finally he collapsed on top of her, spent...in more ways than one, passed out.



"Yes...rest." She murmured, kissing the of his sweaty head. "My love. When you've recovered we...eh?!"



Siren tried to rise, only to find that her mortal body was quite unable to do so. Her face, once a look of euphoric joy now turned ugly with rage and hate and she closed her eyes, appearing to drift to sleep.



*****



"My...my...my!" Shiva panted, crawling slowly towards Tifa, licking her lips. "I think I understand now why she wants you so badly."



Tifa didn't move even when Shiva grabbed her leg, pulling herself up Tifa's body. She gently palpated the beaten breasts, still surprisingly thick despite their beaten state. "I think I'll fight her for you when things calm down. You, me and Cloud. I think that would be quite the...eh!?"



Shiva immediately leapt away, growing to her original giant self in time to receive Siren's leaping tackle. The enraged Wind Esper shoved the Ice Queen's head into the muddy bog repeatedly before Shiva shattered, and reformed behind Siren as she fell forward.



Now it Siren's who's face was held under the dirty water, struggling furiously, rolling over onto her back lying on top of Shiva who held on doggedly. With several loud cracking sounds, Siren reached over her back and grabbed Shiva's shoulders yanking her over her head and onto the turf. A vicious kick sent the blue Esper rolling before jumping back to her feet. "NO POINT IN WAITING SISTER!?" Shiva snarled, shifting her fists into swords.



"NONE WHATSOEVER!" Siren hissed back, forming a whip out of mid-air. But before they could continue a boulder twice their size, landed with explosive force knocking them apart. Another loud whistling sound and Titan landed atop said rock, looking around disapprovingly.



"YOU WERE WARNED TO NOT SEEK ONE ANOTHER OUT." He growled, growing to a height twice theirs.



"SHE STARTED IT!" Shiva protested angrily.



"SHE ATTACKED MY HOST!" Siren shouted back, pointing at the still prone Tifa, shrinking back down and running to her side. "Knowing damn well her advantage?"



"IS THIS TRUE?" Titan demanded.



"I CAME HERE LOOKING FOR CLOUD. SHE ATTACKED ME!" Shiva retorted defiantly. "IT'S NOT MY FAULT SIREN DIDN'T WARN HER WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO FIGHT US LIKE THIS."



Titan glared back and forth. Shiva was technically correct. If Tifa had attacked her she was in her rights to respond. But this...he tasted the mana and his eyes widened, whirling back on the Ice Queen. "THAT MAY BE SO, BUT THERE WAS NO NEED FOR YOU TO DRAW IT OUT AND TORMENT HER SO!"



"TORMENT? THE DUMB MORTAL BITCH WOULDN'T QUIT. IT'S NOT MY FAULT SHE'S A MASOCHIST." Titan whirled at the growl from Siren shooting her a warning glance.



"GO SHIVA. BE AWARE I WILL BE BRINGING THIS TO THE DOCTOR'S ATTENTION." Shiva merely laughed at him, and exploded into snowflakes. Titan grunted in frustration, shrinking down and moving across the where Siren cradled Tifa, her hand glowing gently. Like every other being he felt a painful stirring at her presence, only exacerbated by her host's condition. "I'm guessing she was keeping watch while you were occupied?"



Siren shot him a stricken look, stroking Tifa's face gently. "She's crossed a line, Tito. Multiple lines. I don't think I can forgive her what she's done."



"Remember, we're not immune to influence from our hosts." Titan said softly, backing away slowly. "She was never like this, I think. Even at her worse before you were forced to imprison her."



*****



Cloud was still barely conscious, but he felt Siren move under him, and saw Tifa stirring through bleary eyes. This wouldn't have bothered him if not for the fact that his wife immediately curled up, crying softly. Immediately energized, Cloud rolled off Siren to hold Tifa close, whispering gently as he rocked her. He stared wildly across at Siren who sighed and brushed back her sweat drenched hair. "We have to talk," she said simply.



It was a fairly long conversation, Tifa coming back to her sense about halfway through, finally managing to convince Cloud to let her go, which he did reluctantly. But she had some questions for Siren. "A...a year and a half!!" She stared in horror at the green haired woman. "I admit...things were looking weird while we fought and all...and I know time moves differently...but I could usually tell. I FELT it while training with Jessie after Aerith left."



"Yes, but you weren't expending mana, nor were you giant sized." Siren sighed...trying to think on how to explain it. "Bees...tiny creatures, when they look at you it's as if you're moving in slow motion compared to them, while to you it looks as if they're moving rapidly. Though you were giant, your mind was still seeing things as if you were normal sized. So though you saw yourself moving at normal speed, in fact there was a considerable delay in your movements."



"Which is why it looked as if time was speeding by." Tifa said, to Siren's nod.



"Okay, mystery solved." Cloud grunted, arms folded, sitting cross legged. It would've looked serious if not for the fact his dick slapped up against his stomach, proving to be quite a distraction to both women. "But what about what Shiva and Titan talked about. They made it sound like Tifa never stood a chance to begin with."



"She didn't." Siren stated bluntly. She looked at Tifa's white face. "Sorry darling, it's my fault for not educating you all these years. Fighting us in the dreamscape, on the mental plane, is a useless endeavor. Whether she was doing it to torture you, enjoyed it or was looking for something...Shiva could've ended it at any time she wanted."



"Well that's a kick in the clit," Tifa mumbled, accepting Cloud's one armed hug, immediately pulling back with a hurried apology when her head brushed against his wound. "But why?"



"The mental plane...where you dream is connected to the Lifestream...is our home. Where we're birthed from directly." Siren continued. "Unlike you we never lost our connection to it, hence our control over mana and why we're effectively immortal. While there, we're being constantly nourished by it, our powers amplified. It's also why it's a good thing Titan interfered...Shiva and I would've effectively been locked in conflict for eternity, neither of us able to win."



"But isn't that where you've fought her before?" Cloud asked.



"Oh no...those were just projections of ourselves." Siren chuckled, gesturing at her current body. "And that is done by sharing energy with our host. Which is also why I've had an advantage over Shiva for so long. It takes considerable will and a strong connection to allow us to physically manifest with the current state of the Planet. It also requires a...shared sense of...purpose."



"What?" Cloud glanced back and forth between them for a moment before realizing. "Oh...Oh! Well shit...way to put me on the spot. I didn't even do anything."



"At some point the whole clueless act is going to lose it's charm." Tifa grumbled, kissing her husband, guiding his hand to her breasts. "But not yet."



*****



Schroeder sat back tapping his desk in a rhythm. He wasn't surprised that Shiva had tried to sneak past Titan. He was more annoyed that Scarlet had helped her and considered whether or nor it would be prudent to inflict some sort of punishment. But more than that was the news that rather than Siren, who was apparently busy with Cloud...or was it Cloud was busy with Siren...whatever, Titan caught her fighting Tifa. In the dreamscape. And by Titan's estimate more than a year had passed.



He shot upright in the chair and returned to his notes. Even being generous and assuming Shiva was playing with her, giving Tifa false hope, the idea that she could last THAT long, fight THAT long without losing herself in there was downright remarkable. He leaned over the side, pulling open the drawer with Cloud's details, laying alongside Tifa's. Schroeder was a doctor...a scientist. He didn't believe in coincidences.



Cloud was a kid from the middle of nowhere. A failure, who washed out of the Soldier program and ended up as a grunt of the lowest rank in Shinra's military. Yet he was the one that killed Sephiroth. Three times.



Tifa was a girl from the same village who's only points of note was that she was a tomboy that got into fights and she had a skill for mixing drinks. Yet she survived being submerged in the Lifestream twice, as well as contact with it's guardian Weapons.



Schroeder made a note of that. Nibelheim. His eyes flowed along the small neat script and circled another commonality. Aerith...the Cetra girl. Supposedly there'd been a love triangle with the three of them, but never confirmed. Nevertheless there was enough evidence that the three of them had been very friendly at the least. Perhaps a blessing of the Cetra?



But would she even know how to perform one? True she seemed to know things she shouldn't...

Schroeder kept tapping his desk, studying a puzzle he'd made for himself. Tifa's blood sample had been unusual, the cells within it being exceptionally...pure. Not quite Cetra, but possibly a very distant relation. But there were other humans like that...a lot more than Shinra had been aware of.



He frowned, shuffling the papers again. There had to be something he was missing. She apparently developed very early...displaying feminine features and curves from as early as twelve years old. But that could be ascribed to her mother, since her sister was of a similar build.



He went back several pages and frowned. There had been an accident on the path towards the reactor...involving Cloud. Not a lot of detail, but the young man was blamed for a fall that had severely injured her. Schroeder went over the report and his eyes widened. By all accounts both of them should've possibly died from that fall.



He made a mark.



When Cloud had been recovered from the reactor, there was no mention of Tifa. So Shinra didn't get her. All they found was his and Zack's body. So who had carried her off and where to...



*****



"You sure you want to do this right now?" Siren cocked her head at Tifa curiously. "After what happened wouldn't it be better to relax and calm down."



"Probably," Tifa agreed, stretching nervously, regarding the green haired woman. They were back on plains that stretched between the Marsh and Chocobo Ranch. "But for reason I can't sit still. I've lost before but...but..."



"Never in such a one sided fashion?" Siren suggested.



"Oh it wasn't one sided, I promise you that." Tifa grunted. "I hurt her. I know it."



"Maybe, but she was never in any great danger." With a sudden surge Siren bounded up to Tifa, the startled brunette's fist lashing out in a straight punch that she easily dodged around, going behind Tifa. Before she could react, Siren had her arms around Tifa's slim waist and flipped back, hitting her with a suplex. Briefly going limp, Tifa kicked out of the hold, flipping back to her feet and charging back at Siren. Before they could come to grips she leapt into a jump kick, foot connecting with Siren's chest, sending the green haired woman tumbling back. "You realize I have access to your memories...and your moves?"



"That's exactly what I'm counting on." Tifa retorted grinning widely. "I imagine Scarlet's swooning by now, hearing how Shiva broke me. But she's forgotten one important thing."



"Oh, and what's that?" Siren tore off her feathered top, circling Tifa.



"That first and foremost it's the fight I enjoy." Tifa replied, doing the same and stalking Siren. "If I win, great. If I lose, I learn something new."



"So I'm your teacher now am I?" Siren smiled brightly. "Well then, here's the first lesson!"



"Ouch!" Cloud mumbled as the two women grappled fiercely. Leaning back against the fence near the entrance sign he glanced to the side. "What do you think?"



"It's quite a bit more...stimulating seeing it in person." Bahamut admitted, hovering slightly behind him. "Well aren't you going to ask?



"Ask?



"Why I didn't just obliterate your doppelganger?" Bahamut's lashing tail was the only sign of his excitement over the fighting women. Eschewing holds, the two now swung punches that could be heard even where Cloud sat. It was a rapid exchange, the fists blurring between them. "It confused Shiva as well."



"Because you were smarter than both of us." Cloud replied, not even turning around. "If you'd dealt with him nothing would've changed. He'd have just festered and returned stronger and even more bitter."



"Hrrmm..." Bahamut gave rumbling growl. Compliments were not something he was overly used to. The silence stretched, their attention back on the distant struggling pair. An overextended arm and Tifa dragged Siren over her shoulder to the ground. The Esper flipped backwards, extending her toes to clip Tifa's chin. But before she could fall forward onto her feet, Tifa grabbed her around waist and hefted the green haired female over her shoulder. Jumping up and down on her toes the backbreaker had Siren chirping in pain, legs kicking wildly and arms flailing. Bahamut glanced around. "I feel something."



"Yeah I imagine you do," Cloud remarked amused, Siren finally landing a backhand across Tifa's face, causing her to get dislodged. Rolling away, she kicked out, hitting the oncoming brunette in the stomach and gaining enough time to get back to her feet. The pair now circled warily.



"No...well yes...but not that." Bahamut sniffed at the air. "You stay here, I'll borrow you for a bit."



"Go easy on my body. It's still recovering." Cloud called as the draconic figure disappeared. For a moment he considered following, when twin yells got his attention. Tifa and Siren, wrapped together, wrestling fiercely staggered back towards the Marsh. Suddenly he lost any interest in what Bahamut might've picked up as the fighting femmes shuffled to the bog's edge, teetered and suddenly fell in. He had a broad grin on his face when the two reemerged and resumed grappling without missing a beat.



*****

Bahamut gave a low rumble upon waking, feeling some discomfort. Tifa had shifted to rest near a tender spot outside of the bandaged area. Shifting around he freed his other arm from Siren's weight to gain leverage when he froze. Fully awake now he realized there was another in the room with them. Sitting on his lap. His naked, still sore, lap. The figure raised a finger to lips, and raised their arms, making it very clear they were female with what bounced free. He sucked in a breath. "Yuffie?"



"I've been a good girl for long time, Cloud." The kunoichi whispered, running fingers down his chest to grasp what lay before her. The flesh there responded naturally to her soft touch, swelling despite the pain. Before he could respond she wriggled her hips and tugged, and suddenly he was inside her. Bahamut gasped. This was what Cloud felt each time he was with his women? Yuffie seemed confused by his reaction, then smiled, assuming he was unprepared for her sneak attack. She began moving her hips slowly. "Now I'm gonna be a bad girl."



Part of him knew that her being here was a bad idea. But another part of him was adamant that she remain. Cloud's body knew what to do, so Bahamut let it. Let it guide him as the ninja girl rode him to his first, of many, orgasms.



*****



A room over another couple were barely conscious. Laying in a tangled, sweaty heap all Marcus or Barbara could do was in breath the thick, musky scent of their sex. Minds still on vacation, barely able to process what the hell they'd just done. Then, abruptly, Barbara lurched to hang her head over the side and vomited violently.



"Couldn't take it..." Marcus sneered weakly. 'Weak...sauce..."



"Fuck you...I've been...been sick." Barbara snarled back hoarsely, but there was a nervous tic to her voice that Marcus picked up on. "Still...still strong enough to...make you...you beg."



"You were the...the one begging...cow!" Marcus snapped back, unsure. The night had been a blur. If not for pulsating ache from his groin he'd think it had been a dream. Or a nightmare. But more than that he felt a considerable unease when Barbara puked again.



"I think...I think I'll check out the clinic later." Mitch declared, pushing herself up and off her lover. She shared a nervous look with Marcus. "You prob...probably gave me some bug."



"I don't get sick, cxnt." He snapped back. "Make sure it's something you can't pass onto me."



The woman shot him a glare, started to say something then abruptly turned away. It didn't occur to either until hours later that they couldn't remember who had won that time.



*****



When Shiva reformed in Scarlet's section the room was dark. Entering the side room she found her asleep. Smiling, Shiva lay down on top of the dozing blonde, shimmering as they slid together.

She found herself back in the heart of Midgar, in Scarlet's lab where sat, overlooking an experiment.

 

Shiva came up behind her, touching her shoulder gently, bringing Scarlet full awareness. She glanced around curiously for second, looking up at Shiva finally. "Seems you took your time." She noted. "What happened?"



"Seems he kicked Tifa out to let Siren service him." Shiva smirked, stretching out in a chair that formed under her. In a similar fashion the room shrunk, the chairs shifting to couches that had their heads almost touching. A low table rose out of the ground to settled just below their visual field.



"Good," Scarlet chuckled, making a gesture, resting her head on her hand.. Two doll like figures popped into existence dropping onto the table. One had blonde hair, the other brunette. Shiva now focused and they developed features of the women they represented. Scarlet smiled and nodded, the Scarlet and Tifa figurines immediately attacking one another, writhing and struggling in a desperate battle. "Tell me what happened."



Shiva found Scarlet to be an excellent audience, the blonde paying attention to every detail. Over the course of her tale the dolls continued to fight, the first battle ended when the dark haired doll broke her opponent over her back.



The second saw the blonde figurine flung off the edge of the arena to shatter on the floor. The third ended with both tumbling over the edge. Then Scarlet won pounding the Tifa doll's face until it broke. The Tifa won...and again...then Scarlet...and Scarlet again...



By the seventh round Shiva was acutely aware that Scarlet was incorporating what she was told into the actions of the dolls. But even still...by the end, Scarlet sitting on the edge of her seat with a look of concentration wrinkling her bow, both dolls collapsed, hands wrapped around one another's neck.



Final score...20 - 8 with 5 draws.



In Tifa's favor.



"So...two to one odds..." Scarlet mused, then smiled. "Better than I expected."



"But weren't those fights a bit...final?" Shiva poked at the remains on the table.



"I understand what Viola was trying to tell me." Scarlet rose and stretched. "Tifa always fights fair. Just as hard as she needs to. I've relied on that. But now, the rules have changed. Despite what she may have promised Tifa is no longer going to restrain herself against me. Even if we do have our titfight, she never said it would end there. I imagine, regardless of how it goes, she's not going to stop until I'm a smear on the ground in front of her."



"Or until you lay her out in front of you."



"You catch on quick, lover." Scarlet smiled, running a hand across Shiva's shoulders and face. "If she's going to drop the pretence of holding back, then I see no need to pretend to fight fair. Now...all I care about is winning. And showing that fat assed, bit titted skank that she was never in my league."



*****



"Sir...SIR!!"



"Huh...wha...what is it?" Schroeder mumbled, sitting up and replacing his glasses.



"Destination in sight sir. Alexander sent me to get you."



Quickly Schroeder got to his feet, hobbling slightly as his legs woke up, making his way to the bridge. They were finishing their descent from the clouds and finally Midgar came into view. The cannon pointed menacingly in their direction, the massive man made weapon showcasing it's creators' quality in resisting the passage of time.



"Doesn't look like there's anywhere for us to land." Alexander noted, coming up beside the doctor, looking out over the destruction that had happened to the once proud city. Diamond Weapon, Meteor, Bahamut Sin and even Omega Weapon had taken it's toll on the place. "Looks like the ideal location is several miles out."



"That won't do." Schroeder strode forward. "Take us directly over the cannon. Then dispatch teams to clear the landing pads where they offloaded supplies from out of city. Have Diabolos help, his rifts should speed up the clearing."



"Sir!" The captain leaned into his mic, barking out orders.



"So you're really going through with this." Alexander murmured quietly.



"It's the only way and you know it." Schroeder replied. "You know your role. You've even leaned into it with a gusto I've noticed."



*****



Back up in the clouds a smaller ship maintained a watch, dipping just low enough for a very low quality view. Once it saw what the men, lowered by ropes, were doing it quickly fly up as high as it's fuel would allow and jetted off. Heading South West.



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