Icy Drabbles: "Memory"
"Squall has a natural affinity for Shiva. The feeling is mutual." - statement that started this sputtering.
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When she first awoke, it was in the mind of a child. He was standing in the rain, alone. "I won't cry."
She watched as the rain continued to fall, until the child finally turned away and vanished into the recess of the memory. The darkness returns, and is again enlightened by the appearance of the next memory. He's left the orphanage behind, and is standing in front of an imposing building. A familiar face is there to welcome him, but he couldn't care less. He's hardened himself against familiarity, built up a wall around himself to defend that childhood promise that has passed out of his mind.
She can't fault him for not remembering, of course. Because she's the one taking up this space in his mind, holding those memories of the past for herself. It's how she's familiarised herself with her summoner. Besides, he wanted to forget, at least at first.
Most of the time she has spent in slumber, comforted by the memories that she holds. But now she's awake and hovering on the thrum of energy that swirls around her. Hesitantly she touches the power, and instantly is appraised of the situation. He's standing in the cavern of fire, and he needs her.
Now.
So she answers, and Ifrit doesn't stand a chance against the two of them.
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AN: Drabble, written for Shiva, who by whatever luck ended up linked to Squall most of my playthrough of FF8.