Ugh....light. Uncool. Tasha blinked, glaring directly into the bright light that streamed into the window.
And there was a body next to her.
A blond one.
Inwardly, she swore. Outwardly, she was quieter than she'd ever been in her life. Gathering up her clothing (which was hard to do, because she and Cid wore pretty much the same type of clothing), she dressed herself and left the room.

Shera looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes had bags under them and she was bone thin.
And she had cuts crisscrossing her arms.
Shamefacedly, she shoved the offending arms behind her back and continued to look at herself. She hadn't eaten in a day or so, but that didn't matter. What mattered was making her mother let her stay at home.
And she had to look suitably sick.
But not yet. She had to maintain health until Monday morning, when it would be of use to her.
She blinked, slowly, at the image in the mirror.
And smiled, not fully realizing how horrific the smile would look to any outsider.

Tseng woke to find an empty room. Smiling sadly, he pushed the covers off of him and returned his clothing to it's rightful place-his body.
He hadn't really expected Reeve to be here when he woke up, but it would have been nice to cuddle.
Reeve....why? He thought to himself. Why did Reeve feel so strongly about this that he would just...leave?
What kind of family did he live in, anyway?

Cid awoke, alone.
"Shit...what a hangover." He muttered to himself, shaking his head. It only made it worse.
"Ugh."
He stood and realized his nakedness. "Fuck!" He swore, diving back beneath the covers. "Who the hell took my clothes?" He looked and found them on the floor. Sighing in relief, he picked them up and began to dress, when a glint of silver sparkled off of his T-shirt.
Bending over, half-dressed, he picked up the shiny object slowly.
"Oh, fuck it." He swore, throwing himself back onto the bed.
There, on top of his clothes, after finding himself naked after getting drunk, was Tasha's pendant. Her Pentacle, given to her by him for her seventeenth birthday. She wore it all the time, and never took it off, ever.
Except for in the shower. And during sex.
"Fuck." He muttered. "Just fucking wonderful." He turned to face the overly-bright window again. "You hate me, don't you?"

Yuffie pushed. "Reno. You're heavy." She said. Reno grunted and moved off of her, obligingly, and then resumed snoring next to her.
She smiled, slowly, remembering last night, and then felt a God-awful soreness from her pelvic region. Ugh.
Reno shifted, again, and then groaned. "Yuff, this sucks. You woke me up and now I can't get back to sleep."
She pushed him, jokingly. "Sorry. Look, the sun is up anyway. It's time for you to get up too."
Reno groaned and pulled a pillow over his head, which Yuffie promptly took off and smacked him with, a percussion which sent him to the hardwood floor. She giggled.
He stood up, completely naked, and mock-glared at her, forebodingly. She giggled again. "What are you gonna do about it?"
Letting the glare slip from his face, he shrugged. "Not much." He hopped back into the bed and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm awake; you've done your duty."
She kissed him back. "Of course!"
There was a soft knock at the bedroom door and Yuffie hopped underneath the covers. Reno had less shame and retained his kneeling position on the bed, glaring at whoever it was that was interrupting their private time.
Tasha walked in, with the unmistakable gait of someone who had a hangover...and another gait, too, but Reno didn't think....
She shook her head. "Don't worry, Yuffie, it's not anything I've never seen before." Tasha said, gesturing to Yuffie and her nakedness. Yuffie blushed, and she loosened up her grip on the covers, but didn't completely let them slip.
"Reno, when you're...um, done here..." Tasha said, momentarily distracted by the fact that Reno was also naked. Blinking and shaking her head, she continued. "When you're done, I need to talk to you."
Grinning, he flashed her a thumbs-up sign. "No problem." He placed his hands on his hips like a Roman statue, and grinned at her, devilishly. She rolled her eyes and walked back out of the room.
Yuffie frowned at Reno, who just shrugged. "Tasha's like one of the guys, Yuff. You don't get embarrassed about being naked around her."

Tifa stretched, luxuriously. Cloud, the handsome hunk that he was, was sprawled on the space next to her. After the initial lovemaking on the bed, things had gotten kinkier, and they had moved it to the floor, which was where they had ended up falling asleep.
She stood up, slowly, and got dressed, just as slowly, waiting to wake Cloud up so she could be alone for a little while.
Contrary to popular beleif, she wasn't really all that much of a slut. She'd slept with two football players, including Cloud, and Rude. She just got naked a lot.
Hell, that was the way she was raised. Her parents weren't all that responsible, and they had had sex in front of Tifa and her two older sisters on a few separate occasions while Tifa was still young. She didn't think of nakedness as forbidden or evil, so she got that way as often as possible. She felt free when she was naked.
Rude just couldn't understand that.
She sighed, and tickled Cloud behind the ear, which roused him completely. "What? Where? Who?" He said, sitting upright from where he was. She giggled, and held out her hand for him. He accepted, needing all the help he could to get from the position he was at now to hers.
Which was always how it was with Tifa, of course.

Jayde giggled, which woke Rufus up. He felt tired-sleepy, but in a good way.
"Hmmm." He said, absentmindedly. He pushed a strand of his long bangs out of his eyes and opened them. She was leaning over his face, making funny faces at him. He laughed and pushed her.
She pushed back, and it lead into a big pushing-fight.
They lay, completely naked, and panting, on top of each other, which was why Sephiroth got the impression he did when he walked in.
Sephiroth burst out laughing. Rufus looked down at his nudity, and up at Sephiroth, and quickly pulled the covers up to his chest, glaring at Sephiroth. "Seph, shut up."
It only caused Sephiroth to laugh harder.

Tasha went driving. She needed it.
She drove the van home, and picked up her father's Bronco.
With the four-wheel drive and the shock-resistant CD player.
Standing at the top of C hill, overlooking Carson City...it made her feel a little bit better about it all.
She turned back towards the van when a device near her hip bleeped.
Uh. Why did I bring my stupid phone with me? She sighed and answered it.
"Hello?" She asked, trying her hardest not to hate the person on the other side who had interrupted her quiet time.
"..."
"Hello?" She asked, beginning to get irritated.
"...Tasha, I'm sorry." Cid said from the other side, and hung up.
Tasha stared at the cell phone in her hand, then shut it off and slung it back into the Bronco.
She'd have to do a bit more driving around to feel at peace today.

Caldwell smiled. A bit evilly, but he still smiled.
Mainly because it freaked Lisa out. If he couldn't have her, he could freak her out.
Freaking people out was what he did best.
His computer beeped at him from the corner of his room. Inwardly cursing the thing, he looked at his AIM display, and noticed that Tasha had come online. His curiosity piqued, he clicked on her SN and typed a message in.

MaLkAvIaN: Wow. The drunk woke up.
PUNKisNotDead: ...What?
MaLkAvIaN: I didn't know it was possible for a human being to drink that much JD in one sitting. Tasha, I bow before the master. ::bows::
PUNKisNotDead: Oh, that. Shut up. Cid was there. I have an excuse.
MaLkAvIaN: Right. You keep thinking that.
PUNKisNotDead: *sighs* Whatever. Look, I g2g. I have to check my email and then go to work.
MaLkAvIaN: You're going to work after *that*?
PUNKisNotDead: I need the money. TTYL, Chris.
PUNKisNotDead signed off at 11:47 AM.

Caldwell grinned even more evilly. Tasha was feeling a bit pathetic.
Ah, it wasn't like he didn't feel the pain. After all, MacMahon got a girlfriend and he didn't.

Cid sat at his computer and typed, slowly. The words came from his heart but he didn't quite know how they got to his fingers.
Then he clicked on Send.

Tasha opened Outlook Express and waited for her email to come through.
"Ah, fuck." She said, when she saw an email with Cid's name in the sender box. She was about to delete it when she saw the title.
"Tasha...read it before you delete it. Please."
She sighed, and opened it.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...
With open arms and eyes, yeah.

I can't ever make up for what I did to you.
I violated your trust.
I have no excuse.
All that I ask is that you accept it and allow me to be your friend again.
I still love you.
Forever yours (even if you aren't mine),
~Cid

Tasha pursed her lips together around the tears, shut off her computer, and ran from the room, crying.