A/N- Don't own FFVII.

-S is for Sway-

Her wine colored orbs scanned the room idly as she made her way towards the balcony, desperate for some fresh air and privacy. Weaving through the hords of people, she was relieved to see the glass doors right before her. As discretely as possible, she snuck through and was greeted by the cool air against her too-warm skin.

Shaking off the chill, she wrapped her arms around herself and moved to the far side of the balcony, away from the door and what seemed like a million men who wanted to dance (among other things) with her.

With a sigh, she leaned against the railing and gazed at the night sky. She desperately wanted to go home but knew it would be bad form. Tonight was Cid and Shera's night and it would be awful for one of the bridesmaid to bounce out like that. Not when her two friends were glowing with happiness (and just a little bit of booze in Cid's case), honored and pleased about having all their loved ones with them on such a joyous occasion.

She could hear the faint hum of laughter and music emanating from the open doors a few feet away and a sudden desire to go back and join the celebration threatened to overtake her. With a frown, she shook it off and opted instead to gaze at the water fountain that was bubbling softly in the garden below her. She noticed a few yellow lilies floating in the water and silently sent a loving prayer to the flower girl, barely noticing the gentle swish of the doors closing and the soft footsteps that stopped a foot away from her.

"Tifa."

The sound of his voice always made her shiver delightfully in spite of herself, and it had been that way since they were children. There was just something about the way he said her name, like it was a rare delicacy and he was savoring every last juicy morsel.

"Cloud, why aren't you inside?" Tifa turned around, her back resting against the cold railing. Her eyes ran over him, the sight of the blond haired man in a tux was making her stomach lurch in the most peculiar way.

His gentle smile surprised her, but before she had time to react he was beside her and his jacket was around her shoulders. She blinked up at him before smiling, her shoulder resting gently against his.

"Shera looked beautiful today. I've never seen her so happy." He spoke softly, but Tifa heard him and agreed. Shera indeed looked radiant in her wedding gown.

They spoke about the wedding for a few moments before the first few chords of a familiar and well loved song drifted through the air. Cloud watched as the woman beside him closed her eyes and started swaying, lost in the music.

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more.

He stepped away from her before holding his hand to her, a barely restrained grin tugging on the corners of his lips.

"Sway with me."

Her eyes shot open and she placed her hand in his before she even knew what she was doing. She couldn't help but smile as he pulled her to him albeit a bit awkwardly before their bodies acclimated to the other.

Slowly the pair swayed back and forth, a bit hesitantly before gaining confidence. They spun and twirled around on the secluded balcony, hearing only the gentle echo of the song and only seeing each other.

They were enjoying themselves, enjoying the rare moment alone without kids or pesky ninjas or demanding customers asking questions and needing attention. And so when the song ended, Cloud didn't release Tifa and she didn't pull away from him.

Instead they decided to sway just a bit longer.