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1: The Horrible Sqinoa by: Julie - yaoifantasy pairing: Zell + Squall, along with other fake pairings dedicated to: Pogi12. Thanks for the awesome idea, my boy! I hope this is sorta how you wanted it. *hugs* disclaimer: If I actually owned FF8, I'd be working on remaking the game into yaoi form. Since I don't, I have to settle with writing the fan fiction stories that some of you read. One day, I'll remake the game. Yaoi FF8, yes! I have a dream today! And it will come true. important note: yaoiGoddess is not me. It's the embodiment of all great
yaoi authors that I've read. Other names in this fic (IE: darklion
and pink duck) are based off of actual writers around
fanfiction.net But none of the author names below are actual
pennames that I've found. |
"My dearest love. How I long for you, need you, wish to be with you. I can't imagine a day without you, a night without you. I must tell you everything that goes on in my mind because I know you deserve to know," Squall said, wrapping his arms around the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his entire short teenage life.
She was exquisite, in her dark beauty. The raven feathers on her head brushing over the pale flesh of he cheeks.
How he loved her. Everything about her. The voice she used when she spoke to him, the way she tossed her hair over her shoulder, he body - curves all so enticing. How he loved to touch her milky flesh.
"I love you, love." Squall said, holding Rinoa tightly in his arms as tightly as possible.
Rinoa batted her eyelashes sexually. Her hands pushed up Squall's chest to his face where she grasped him and pulled him into a deep, passionate, sexual, loving, needing, longing, desiring, wet kiss.
Squalls hands moved to Rinoa's ass. He squeezed the round cheeks and every molecule of blood in his body rushed like a tidal wave too his crotch where he got the biggest har-
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Squall chocked on his breath. He stared at the computer screen. Mother of fucking Hyne.
He glanced over his shoulder to Rinoa, who was smiling brightly.
"Isn't it cute?" she said, wrinkled nose, arms behind her back. "Searching around online I found it! Whatcha think?"
Squall moved slowly as he forced his head to turn back to what could only be described as horror. The perky girl patted Squall's shoulder lightly before Squall hear her soft giggle.
"There are a lot of stories!" she explained. "You should read more. Angel Wing is a great author! She's the one that wrote that little ficcy you're reading now." Rinoa's hand reached past Squall and pointed to the screen. Her hand then disappeared from Squall's line of vision.
"I promised Selphie I'd meet her in the Quad to help with the play, but don't stop!" Rinoa said. "I'll be back later and we can read together!"
Squall didn't look back. Didn't bother because with Rinoa it was useless. She was off floating on clouds with an imaginary Squall-boyfriend. She had a lot of delusions. And now, seeing this story actually posted and reviewed with praise, Squall realized Rinoa wasn't the only was with delusions.
Who the hell were these people, writing about his life? Writing about him having a sexual relationship with Rinoa Heartilly? People think he loves Rinoa?
The sound of a door closing signaled Rinoa had left the room. Squall slowly moved his hand to the mouse, pointing and clicking the [Back] button to get out of the story.
He read over the title and summary of the Fan Fiction he'd just partially read:
Willing To Talk, by Angel Wing
summary: Its a Sqinoa! Cant think of a summary, so just
read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
warning: Too cute to be real! but is! :)
rated: Fluffy
reviews: 1038562
Squall shook his head. How many of these Fan Fictions were there? Hyne, how many people were so delusional to think that Squall wanted Rinoa in any remote sense?
Scrolling down the browser window, Squall's stomach tightened. Apparently a lot of people thought Squall wanted Rinoa - in every sense.
A sneer formed on Squall's face, and everything inside him just ached. It was weird, to be so disappointed by pretend stories, but Squall was. Completely disappointed, and he almost felt dejected. Disgusted. It was just wrong! With... Rinoa?
Squall was about to close the window when something caught his eye.
Surrender to Passion, by yaoiGoddess
summary: Two months after defeating Sorceress Ultamecia,
Squall is unable to keep up the charade of being with Rinoa. Too many
sleepless nights have been devoted to one thought: him.
warning: yaoi, angst, sexually graphic scenes
rated: NC-17 smut
reviews: 11
Squall mouthed the word him. Blinking up, Squall glanced around the room. He was in his own private dorm room, but he couldn't help checking to see if anyone was there. It was, naturally, empty.
Squall looked back to the screen, hand to mouse, the pointer moving to click the title hyperlink.
Zell walked down the hallway of the dorms section of Balamb Garden. Selphie had just finished bitching him out for spilling paint all over the stage floor. It hadn't been his fault, though! Seifer was the bastard that had come up behind him and scared him!
Seifer, that bastard. Because of him, Zell had been kicked off the play project, wasn't allowed to help design the scene. It wasn't exactly fun taking orders from Selphie, but it had been fun painting the scenery. Gave Zell something creative to do in his spare time. Not to mention that Selphie had, before - not now - actually asked Zell to help with a little of the script.
Seifer was just a great friend to have around. Sarcasm, yes.
Zell kicked the carpeted floor, sighing. He now had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon. Well, he could go to the training center and beat the fuck out of monsters. That meant he'd do it alone because everyone else was down at the Quad.
Except, Zell hadn't seen Squall at all. Anywhere today, actually.
Deciding he should go find Squall, to annoy the Prince of Ice, Zell turned from the direction towards his own dorm room to check Squall's.