A breeze went through the open door of the balcony and swam over Rinoa and Squall as they slept. Rinoa had her back to the door lying on her side facing Squall who was sound asleep. As for the young woman she was just beginning to stir, and for the last few minutes had been admiring her boyfriend as he slept. For as serious as he looked when around others, she couldn't help but think of how cute he looked when he was sleeping.

Shifting in the bed while remaining as close to Squall as she could, Rinoa was grateful to have changed clothes before going to bed last night. The warmth of the island finally got to her during the night and so now instead of her normal blue blazer she wore a black tank top and matching shorts. Squall must have had a similar idea as he wore a white tank top with his black pants. The bed covers were pushed toward the end of the bed, the air being just warm enough that they weren't needed. Being a tropical island it was really warm even in the early morning. It reminded Rinoa of the jungles outside Galbadia Garden. 'Though there aren't any monsters to pummel you here,' she thought.

She had heard the chiming of the clock minutes ago, and as much as she desired it she didn't want to stay in bed all day, even if Squall were to be in the mood. She was quite confident in his response.

'Better wake him.'

Rather than shake him or anything to suddenly wake him up, Rinoa smiled as she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

"Squall, it's time to get up."

He opened his eyes slowly, and moved them to Rinoa. His voice was groggy, "I thought I was dreaming."

"About what?"

"That I was in a constant battle with no end in sight, then you came along and there was peace in my life."

"That's a rather interesting dream," she replied before sitting up on her knees.

Squall pulled himself up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and he looked around the room. He hardly remembered getting into the room last night. "How long have we been in bed?"

"Since the little moogle brought us here," Rinoa stretched her arms out and let out a yawn. Squall moved his legs off the side of the bed and Rinoa moved closer to him. "By the way…"

"Hmm?" He rotated his upper body towards her, and Rinoa gently pressed her forehead to his.

She whispered with a light giggle, "This is the first time we've shared the same bed together." For a split second she thought she saw a faint sign of a smile on Squall's lips. They hadn't done anything except sleep despite what their friends would probably think. Not yet anyway.

"That's true," he replied softly, "Though I wished it would have lasted longer. I really enjoyed it."

Rinoa pulled back, feigning surprise at what he just said, "Why, Mr. Leonhart, I believe you just spoke your mind. That's an amazing accomplishment!"

He paused. 'It's not that…big of a deal…' he thought, his inner voice realizing he just repeated his usual habit of keeping his thoughts to himself. Now he felt like a fool.

Rinoa noticed and lightly laughed. "It's okay, Squall. You've gotten better since we got together. Take your time and you'll ease into telling more."

'Never one to push too hard, huh Rinoa,' Squall thought, this time smiling for real. "Alright then."

He stood up and walked to the circular table in the center of the room where his leather jacket and gunblade were placed next to Rinoa's blue blazer.

Though she liked the soft mattress Rinoa also got out of bed and ran to the balcony door. Another breeze came through and it made the white curtains sway as well as her ebony hair. She inhaled and exhaled the sweet ocean air. She turned to Squall, her hair still going through the breeze, "This place is amazing…"

Squall had been watching her, finding the moment to remind him of Balamb Garden after it had dodged a missile strike, and he was once again mesmerized by her beauty.

"That it is," he said just before he heard a knock at the door. 'Strange…'

Rinoa began to walk towards the door, "Wonder if that's room service…"

She got to the door and after she opened it, Squall heard her speak excitedly, "How cute!"

He didn't know what it was that got her so giddy. Not until he heard a muffled 'kupo' did the mercenary figure out it was a moogle who was at the door.

"Squall! The moogles are providing free room service!"

Finding himself smirking, Squall set down his jacket and walked towards the door. He stopped as the moogle somehow pushed a dinning cart into the room. How the little guy did it with such a small frame he didn't know, but it was packed with various dishes that were covered with silver lids. It looked as fancy as the resort itself, something of a trait at this place.

Rinoa was already trying to decide which one to try, lifting a lid and finding a plate full of pancakes ready for dishing out. "Looks really good, doesn't it Squall?"

Though he didn't acknowledge it verbally, his stomach agreed, especially after he saw the eggs and sausages in the other plates. His mouth felt like it would start to water unless he got a bite soon.

The moogle's pom-pom swayed in the air, "Breakfast lasts for an hour, kupo. I'll be back for the cart at that time. Please enjoy your meal, kupo!"

As he floated away Rinoa thanked him and pushed the cart over to the table, "What should we try first…"

Squall sat down at the table, not sure of what to talk about first with Rinoa. He had only three days to talk to her, and he didn't want to waste the time he had.

But as he saw her eagerly urge him to eat something; he felt he could ask her later in the day.

Right now though, he was hungry.