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Selphie walks into the Cafeteria, searching for all her friends. She is wearing her short yellow dress that she loves. She stops in the entrance to the Cafeteria and looks round, scanning the room for her friends. Namely Quistis, Rinoa, Zell, Squall and of course Irvine. She is currently going out with Irvine and any excuse to be with him, is perfect for her. She spots Quistis, Zell, and Rinoa seated at a table in the corner and walks over to them.
'Strange I wonder where Squall and Irvine are. Oh Zell, how can you eat those hot dogs? They really are disgusting. Oh well I guess I'll join them, Irvine and Squall have to appear at some point in time. They can't hide forever, especially after Squall relaxed the rules about the guys and girls sides in the SeeD quarters.' Selphie grins to herself at this thought.
"Hey Selphie" says Quistis.
"Hey Selph" says Rinoa.
Zell just raises one hand in the form of a greeting. He is too busy eating to actually talk!
"Hey guys."
"How are you Selphie?" asks Quistis.
"I'm fine thanks, yourself?"
"Not bad, kept busy by the Junior Class men, but other than that great."
"Rinoa?"
"Yeah I'm good thanks Selphie."
"Zell?"
"mphm phwe grmhp."
"O...k can anyone translate that?" asks Selphie laughingly.
"I think he means he is fine Selph." Answers Rinoa while giggling. "Is that what you meant Zell?"
Zell nods furiously. Still too busy eating hot dogs to actually reply.
"Hey have any of you seen Irvine?"
"Not recently, sorry Selphie." Replies Quistis.
"I haven't either Selph. Come to think about it I haven't seen Squall in a while, but I think he is working on some reports."
"I haven't seen them since training this morning, sorry Selphie." Zell says, after finishing all of his hotdogs.
"Well they can't hide for ever can they?" asks Selphie, a mischievous twinkle coming into her eyes.
"Selphie. I know the rule about separation in the SeeD quarters has been relaxed, but that doesn't mean you can abuse it." Says Quistis.
"Oh come on Quistis, we can't help but think about it now can we." Says Rinoa, obviously thinking the same sort of thing as Selphie.
"Well it is ok for those of us with boyfriends. Just don't rub it in you two ok?"
"Sure Quisty, but we can't help but be happy!" replies Selphie.
"Well thrilling as this is, I'm gonna leave you girls to continue this girly chat without me. See you all later." Says Zell as he gets up to leave.
"By Zell" the three girls chorus.
"So how far have you gone then Rinoa?" Zell can just hear as he leaves the girls in a slight hurry, not willing to be privy to this information.
*~*~*~*~
Irvine is currently sat in Squall's dorm, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. He is sat on in the chair for Squall's desk, whereas Squall is perched on his desk looking at the floor. Irvine's hat, which has long since tumbled from his head lies discarded on the floor; no one has made an effort to pick it up. They have been sat like that, in Squall's dorm for an hour or more, neither speaking, just comfortable in each others presence.
'I wonder how long we are gonna be like this for?' I mean I don't want to rush or push Irvine but.' Squall looks at his watch '. it has been over an hour. I remember all too clearly what happened last time I tried to push something with Irvine.'
*Flashback*
'We were in a glade in the forests by Dollet. Irvine had just told me why Rinoa had left Garden and I was too short sighted at the time to admit I was wrong. That I was the one who had forced her to leave. I tried to blame the problem on my job, tried to use it as an excuse. I was so mad I didn't listen to the warning Irvine shouted at me.'
"Squall the safety, on your gunblade, it's not .."
'and then I pulled the trigger absent mindedly, not expecting anything to happen and more fool me for having my gunblade pointing at Irvine. He went down immediately, I'm not sure if it was from shock, fear, or pain, but he was unconscious before his head hit the ground. I couldn't believe what I'd done. I stood there, staring at Irvine for a minute or two, watched as his life's blood flowed down his shoulder staining everything in its path. Luckily I had loaded my gunblade with shot gun ammo the day before and not pulse ammo as I normally do, or else Irvine wouldn't be here now. I acted quickly enough to save his life; but I'm still ashamed of the fact it took me about five minutes to do anything. I just stood there in disbelief.'
*End Flashback*
'I'm just so thankful he is sat here before me, and not buried in the ground somewhere, but I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive myself for the slowness of my reaction.'
About an hour ago, Squall had been sat at his desk working on some reports when he heard a knock at the door. He answered it to find a sombre looking Irvine standing in front of him. He ushered Irvine in to his dorm and gave him the chair to sit on, taking the edge of the desk for himself. Irvine had immediately sat down, and lent forward with his head in his hands, his hat tumbling off and his tied back hair falling over his right shoulder. Squall hadn't know what to do, so he waited for Irvine to be ready to talk.
"I'm sorry Squall." Whispers Irvine. Squall almost misses this; he is so deep in thought. He does just catch it and his head snaps from looking at the floor to looking at Irvine, his storm grey eyes pools of concern for his friend.
"I shouldn't be wasting your time like this." Irvine says, again barely above a whisper. He starts to reach down for his hat, but does this slowly, almost lethargically. Squall quickly gets of the desk, and reaches for the hat, retrieving it before Irvine manages to. He is crouched on the floor next to Irvine. He holds the hat in his right hand, his right arm draped over his right knee, and he looks up at Irvine. He is shocked by two things. First off he is shocked at how close he is to Irvine; he can almost feel Irvine's breath on his face. Secondly, and more so that the first, he is shocked by the single tear that streaks down Irvine's face, form one of his violet eyes.
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Selphie walks into the Cafeteria, searching for all her friends. She is wearing her short yellow dress that she loves. She stops in the entrance to the Cafeteria and looks round, scanning the room for her friends. Namely Quistis, Rinoa, Zell, Squall and of course Irvine. She is currently going out with Irvine and any excuse to be with him, is perfect for her. She spots Quistis, Zell, and Rinoa seated at a table in the corner and walks over to them.
'Strange I wonder where Squall and Irvine are. Oh Zell, how can you eat those hot dogs? They really are disgusting. Oh well I guess I'll join them, Irvine and Squall have to appear at some point in time. They can't hide forever, especially after Squall relaxed the rules about the guys and girls sides in the SeeD quarters.' Selphie grins to herself at this thought.
"Hey Selphie" says Quistis.
"Hey Selph" says Rinoa.
Zell just raises one hand in the form of a greeting. He is too busy eating to actually talk!
"Hey guys."
"How are you Selphie?" asks Quistis.
"I'm fine thanks, yourself?"
"Not bad, kept busy by the Junior Class men, but other than that great."
"Rinoa?"
"Yeah I'm good thanks Selphie."
"Zell?"
"mphm phwe grmhp."
"O...k can anyone translate that?" asks Selphie laughingly.
"I think he means he is fine Selph." Answers Rinoa while giggling. "Is that what you meant Zell?"
Zell nods furiously. Still too busy eating hot dogs to actually reply.
"Hey have any of you seen Irvine?"
"Not recently, sorry Selphie." Replies Quistis.
"I haven't either Selph. Come to think about it I haven't seen Squall in a while, but I think he is working on some reports."
"I haven't seen them since training this morning, sorry Selphie." Zell says, after finishing all of his hotdogs.
"Well they can't hide for ever can they?" asks Selphie, a mischievous twinkle coming into her eyes.
"Selphie. I know the rule about separation in the SeeD quarters has been relaxed, but that doesn't mean you can abuse it." Says Quistis.
"Oh come on Quistis, we can't help but think about it now can we." Says Rinoa, obviously thinking the same sort of thing as Selphie.
"Well it is ok for those of us with boyfriends. Just don't rub it in you two ok?"
"Sure Quisty, but we can't help but be happy!" replies Selphie.
"Well thrilling as this is, I'm gonna leave you girls to continue this girly chat without me. See you all later." Says Zell as he gets up to leave.
"By Zell" the three girls chorus.
"So how far have you gone then Rinoa?" Zell can just hear as he leaves the girls in a slight hurry, not willing to be privy to this information.
*~*~*~*~
Irvine is currently sat in Squall's dorm, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. He is sat on in the chair for Squall's desk, whereas Squall is perched on his desk looking at the floor. Irvine's hat, which has long since tumbled from his head lies discarded on the floor; no one has made an effort to pick it up. They have been sat like that, in Squall's dorm for an hour or more, neither speaking, just comfortable in each others presence.
'I wonder how long we are gonna be like this for?' I mean I don't want to rush or push Irvine but.' Squall looks at his watch '. it has been over an hour. I remember all too clearly what happened last time I tried to push something with Irvine.'
*Flashback*
'We were in a glade in the forests by Dollet. Irvine had just told me why Rinoa had left Garden and I was too short sighted at the time to admit I was wrong. That I was the one who had forced her to leave. I tried to blame the problem on my job, tried to use it as an excuse. I was so mad I didn't listen to the warning Irvine shouted at me.'
"Squall the safety, on your gunblade, it's not .."
'and then I pulled the trigger absent mindedly, not expecting anything to happen and more fool me for having my gunblade pointing at Irvine. He went down immediately, I'm not sure if it was from shock, fear, or pain, but he was unconscious before his head hit the ground. I couldn't believe what I'd done. I stood there, staring at Irvine for a minute or two, watched as his life's blood flowed down his shoulder staining everything in its path. Luckily I had loaded my gunblade with shot gun ammo the day before and not pulse ammo as I normally do, or else Irvine wouldn't be here now. I acted quickly enough to save his life; but I'm still ashamed of the fact it took me about five minutes to do anything. I just stood there in disbelief.'
*End Flashback*
'I'm just so thankful he is sat here before me, and not buried in the ground somewhere, but I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive myself for the slowness of my reaction.'
About an hour ago, Squall had been sat at his desk working on some reports when he heard a knock at the door. He answered it to find a sombre looking Irvine standing in front of him. He ushered Irvine in to his dorm and gave him the chair to sit on, taking the edge of the desk for himself. Irvine had immediately sat down, and lent forward with his head in his hands, his hat tumbling off and his tied back hair falling over his right shoulder. Squall hadn't know what to do, so he waited for Irvine to be ready to talk.
"I'm sorry Squall." Whispers Irvine. Squall almost misses this; he is so deep in thought. He does just catch it and his head snaps from looking at the floor to looking at Irvine, his storm grey eyes pools of concern for his friend.
"I shouldn't be wasting your time like this." Irvine says, again barely above a whisper. He starts to reach down for his hat, but does this slowly, almost lethargically. Squall quickly gets of the desk, and reaches for the hat, retrieving it before Irvine manages to. He is crouched on the floor next to Irvine. He holds the hat in his right hand, his right arm draped over his right knee, and he looks up at Irvine. He is shocked by two things. First off he is shocked at how close he is to Irvine; he can almost feel Irvine's breath on his face. Secondly, and more so that the first, he is shocked by the single tear that streaks down Irvine's face, form one of his violet eyes.