Title: You're gone, I'm here.
Author: Honey B
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
A/N: Hi, this is my first ever fic and i'm wondering ... really badly ... how well i'll do. I have only just completed Final Fantasy 8 so i'm on a high. Please review, constructive critism is fine, so are ... flames (i think thats what they are called. I'm new to this too!) This is about my two favourite characters Squall and Rinoa. It is in Rinoa's P.O.V.
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I stare out of my window, watching the rain pour down. How fitting. My tears had just dried up, the silver streaks are still there as i stare at my reflection. Squall, the man that i had fallen, if you could call the two feet relationship this, in love with. He was just so mysterious. That's what i liked in men. Seifer was just that. He was loud but at the same time head-spinningly suspicious, you couldn't work out what he was thinking or going to do next. I bet as you read this you're wondering why i was crying. I was crying because Squall had just told me that he didn't know how to act around me and therefore thought it was best, rather than to in his words, learn hate each other, stay away from each other. Basically he didn't want me to suddenly hold his hand and his pride to be shot down. He liked his stupid, man-ego personality and didn't like my outgoing one. It's ridiculous, he loved me. I was so sure of it. What was space and Adel then? I felt so confused at the time. This is what happened.
~*~*~*~*FlashBack~*~*~*~*
Squall entered my room in his cat-like tread but the chink of his boots sounded clearly across the room. I flew towards him, and gave him a hug. I buried my head in his chest, inhaling his man like smell. It was so him. He seemed, however, unable to respond. His hands moved up to my shoulder blades, stroking my back softly. But it didn't seem as though he was putting his all into it. Pulling away in confusion i looked at his face, mainly his eyes. You could always tell what he was thinking through his eyes, his emotions anyway. He didn't, however, let me make eye contact. Sighing softly he pulled away and walked to the window. Turning around, following his movements, i noticed the drag in his feet and the slump in his shoulders. What was he doing? Even when he got down at work he was always happy around me. It must be serious. Finally he turned around, and ran a hand through his hair in a tired fashion, he spoke in his low voice that always made me swoon, but today, it didn't,
"Rinoa ... Rin ... you ... we ..." He broke off to try and get his thoughts back together, "...you and i. We seem to be ... a, er, couple to all of the others ... but i .. i don't want ... that -"
"So? We can't stop being in love for them."
"..Rin .. oa ... please. I'm trying to say that ... i don't want to be with you anymore, not like lovers anyway. I'm so sorry."
A hand flew to my mouth, and i felt unshed tears prick at my eyes. I blinked them back angrily.
"Why? Why now??"
"Rin -"
"NO! Don't call me that!"
"..oa. What i'm trying to say ... very badly ... is that you are so much more outgoing than me, and when you decide to be affectionate, i can't do anything back without ... not acting like me ... without hurting you. So, i feel that ... it would be better to split now instead of when you hate me, and i hate you." He came over to try and console me, but I pulled away angrily. I narrowed my eyes at him. Pursing my lips I pushed passed him and grabbed a few things: hairbrush, money and my passport. He eyed my cautiously. I stalked up to him, then I slapped him. It was satisfying to see a red mark showing. I smirked then pulled away. I then spoke in a low voice,
"Fine, Squall. Here is your freedom! I hope you're happy now."
I walked out of the room, then ran down the hall, and out of Garden. I ran all the way to Balamb. As you can tell, we had re-arranged to stay at Balamb more so that pupils could comute. Then I managed to catch a train, but it wasn't too long after that when I felt that I needed to cry. And I did just that. Cry. It wasn't a satisfying feeling.
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The one man I had loved, so much that it hurt, had betrayed me. Not physically, nor with infidelity, but with pride. I never thought he had that, the way he stayed back. I always thought that with pride came ego, but I never thought Squall had that. He was so reserved. But hell, it was his pride that ruined us. I smiled spitefully. Well, Quistis, he's all yours. He's just like you. Boring, 2-D, antagonistic. Swallowing painfully I looked out of Dollet's Hotel. I sighed, me the general's daughter, forced to hide and feel self-pity because of a man. I had chatted to an old friend, and she had said maybe I should turn lesbian, like her. I laughed so hard at that. Then cried. Then ran here. You see, I couldn't. Squall was the only I could be with, even if he was only with me, in memory. I sighed. It had been two weeks since I had ran, phf, left Squall and every night I had felt his presence, his arms around me in my dreams, but always woke up, cold, empty, unfufilled. I had got a job. A store-clerk. How the mighty have fallen. I considered going to my father, but realised that was where Squall would look. Ha! Who am I kidding? He'll come looking? Sure. In my dreams. If only I could get over him. If only he wasn't so afraid. If only. Putting my hands on my elbows I stared off into the distance, smiling sadly. I WILL get over him.
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I wanna apologise for the strangness of the writing, if you can see. My computer often does this. Its really weird. Its starts off fine, then always leaves a gap of a line. It seriously annoying! Well, this is the first chapter. The next one will be Squall. Tell me if its okay! Thanks
^_^ Honey B. ~()~ (that's my BEE! Gettit??)
Author: Honey B
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
A/N: Hi, this is my first ever fic and i'm wondering ... really badly ... how well i'll do. I have only just completed Final Fantasy 8 so i'm on a high. Please review, constructive critism is fine, so are ... flames (i think thats what they are called. I'm new to this too!) This is about my two favourite characters Squall and Rinoa. It is in Rinoa's P.O.V.
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I stare out of my window, watching the rain pour down. How fitting. My tears had just dried up, the silver streaks are still there as i stare at my reflection. Squall, the man that i had fallen, if you could call the two feet relationship this, in love with. He was just so mysterious. That's what i liked in men. Seifer was just that. He was loud but at the same time head-spinningly suspicious, you couldn't work out what he was thinking or going to do next. I bet as you read this you're wondering why i was crying. I was crying because Squall had just told me that he didn't know how to act around me and therefore thought it was best, rather than to in his words, learn hate each other, stay away from each other. Basically he didn't want me to suddenly hold his hand and his pride to be shot down. He liked his stupid, man-ego personality and didn't like my outgoing one. It's ridiculous, he loved me. I was so sure of it. What was space and Adel then? I felt so confused at the time. This is what happened.
~*~*~*~*FlashBack~*~*~*~*
Squall entered my room in his cat-like tread but the chink of his boots sounded clearly across the room. I flew towards him, and gave him a hug. I buried my head in his chest, inhaling his man like smell. It was so him. He seemed, however, unable to respond. His hands moved up to my shoulder blades, stroking my back softly. But it didn't seem as though he was putting his all into it. Pulling away in confusion i looked at his face, mainly his eyes. You could always tell what he was thinking through his eyes, his emotions anyway. He didn't, however, let me make eye contact. Sighing softly he pulled away and walked to the window. Turning around, following his movements, i noticed the drag in his feet and the slump in his shoulders. What was he doing? Even when he got down at work he was always happy around me. It must be serious. Finally he turned around, and ran a hand through his hair in a tired fashion, he spoke in his low voice that always made me swoon, but today, it didn't,
"Rinoa ... Rin ... you ... we ..." He broke off to try and get his thoughts back together, "...you and i. We seem to be ... a, er, couple to all of the others ... but i .. i don't want ... that -"
"So? We can't stop being in love for them."
"..Rin .. oa ... please. I'm trying to say that ... i don't want to be with you anymore, not like lovers anyway. I'm so sorry."
A hand flew to my mouth, and i felt unshed tears prick at my eyes. I blinked them back angrily.
"Why? Why now??"
"Rin -"
"NO! Don't call me that!"
"..oa. What i'm trying to say ... very badly ... is that you are so much more outgoing than me, and when you decide to be affectionate, i can't do anything back without ... not acting like me ... without hurting you. So, i feel that ... it would be better to split now instead of when you hate me, and i hate you." He came over to try and console me, but I pulled away angrily. I narrowed my eyes at him. Pursing my lips I pushed passed him and grabbed a few things: hairbrush, money and my passport. He eyed my cautiously. I stalked up to him, then I slapped him. It was satisfying to see a red mark showing. I smirked then pulled away. I then spoke in a low voice,
"Fine, Squall. Here is your freedom! I hope you're happy now."
I walked out of the room, then ran down the hall, and out of Garden. I ran all the way to Balamb. As you can tell, we had re-arranged to stay at Balamb more so that pupils could comute. Then I managed to catch a train, but it wasn't too long after that when I felt that I needed to cry. And I did just that. Cry. It wasn't a satisfying feeling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The one man I had loved, so much that it hurt, had betrayed me. Not physically, nor with infidelity, but with pride. I never thought he had that, the way he stayed back. I always thought that with pride came ego, but I never thought Squall had that. He was so reserved. But hell, it was his pride that ruined us. I smiled spitefully. Well, Quistis, he's all yours. He's just like you. Boring, 2-D, antagonistic. Swallowing painfully I looked out of Dollet's Hotel. I sighed, me the general's daughter, forced to hide and feel self-pity because of a man. I had chatted to an old friend, and she had said maybe I should turn lesbian, like her. I laughed so hard at that. Then cried. Then ran here. You see, I couldn't. Squall was the only I could be with, even if he was only with me, in memory. I sighed. It had been two weeks since I had ran, phf, left Squall and every night I had felt his presence, his arms around me in my dreams, but always woke up, cold, empty, unfufilled. I had got a job. A store-clerk. How the mighty have fallen. I considered going to my father, but realised that was where Squall would look. Ha! Who am I kidding? He'll come looking? Sure. In my dreams. If only I could get over him. If only he wasn't so afraid. If only. Putting my hands on my elbows I stared off into the distance, smiling sadly. I WILL get over him.
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I wanna apologise for the strangness of the writing, if you can see. My computer often does this. Its really weird. Its starts off fine, then always leaves a gap of a line. It seriously annoying! Well, this is the first chapter. The next one will be Squall. Tell me if its okay! Thanks
^_^ Honey B. ~()~ (that's my BEE! Gettit??)