Author's note: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII or its characters. This is set after the game.
An Angel Came Down
Rinoa sighed in his arms as they whirled around the floor. Squall smiled down at her. He had gotten better at dancing since they had first met. Still, waltzing was something special for the two of them. It was part of their first meeting, and that was something Squall would never forget. And it didn't matter tonight that he actually knew the steps of the dance and that Rinoa was wearing a different dress. He had an angel in his arms tonight, and she loved him.