Strifehart Stories

A roleplay that I did with a friend of mine.

"Cloud ... um, are you aware that ...you're budding?" Cloud's head snapped up from it's dazed stare at the bubbling coffee. "What!" Falling to his knees Cloud pushed Tifa aside to stare into the oven's shiny door, he hurriedly parted his hair only to see the same thing as Tifa, the same thing his hands had felt. Buds. Soft little green buds ... "Well ... shit..."

I was popular as a kid. Until I hit eighteen. My name is Cloud Strife. I've lived in over fifty different places to try and escape death. Not my demise, but the demise of my friends and family. I thought I'd done it. Until I met him.

Just some kids trying to make their minds up about love, hate, friendship, and trust. Oh, and how many belts one can wear at a time. (ANY ART FEATURED IN THIS BOOK IS NOT MINE, ITS YOURHANDIHELD'S, AKA, JAY.)