LadyRafira

Chocolate Semi-sweet And slightly melting, A pleasure to any of the senses. She has tried More than once before To explain the extent of her obsession, But little laughs and weak nods Are all that return. She supposes she must be The world's only Chocolate enthusiast. Milk, white, dark, or otherwise, She likes her chocolate How she likes people- Diverse and constantly replenishing. Many earthly things she could do without; Fine clothes, fresh milk, a soft bed, But take away her chocolate And she'd fade within the day. Two cups of cocoa wake her up in the morning, And two more Put her down for the night. A chocolate bar

~ "Tifa? Why are you smelling my shirt?" ~ Believe it or not, there was a reason why Tifa hugged Cloud longer and more often lately than she ever did. Yes, the fact that he gave her butterflies had something to do with it. Another reason was that she wanted to stay as close to him as was humanly possible, but there was more to it; when she happened to discover how immensely good his aftershave smelled on him, she decided that she had every right to indulge in it from that moment on. She was his almost-but-not-quite girlfriend, after all. Besides, she was pretty sure that the ex-SOLDIER didn't mind anyway; otherwise he wouldn't hug her back. Y