Oy, you guys are making me think I should finally get around to watching Fruits Basket...
I remember crying at some point in Final Fantasy VII--and no, not the point you're thinking of. The death of Aeris I can take or leave; it comes out of nowhere, it's sloppily directed, and it's wedged into the narrative between ten minutes of snowboarding and that annoying bomb-detonation treasure hunt game.
Actually, ashamed as I am to admit it, I cried at the scene in the Temple of the Ancients when Cait Sith sacrifices his toy body so everyone else can escape. I know--I'm a sap. Or rather,