The woman sitting on Squall's bed stood, and walked past the drunk man, her moonlit eyes downcast, and dewy tears already forming on her pale cheek. She turned to look at him for a brief moment, then walked from the room, looking as if she had lost everything she had had just been ripped from her by her greatest enemy. In her mind, she just had.
The one thing that had kept her going through the ordeal they had just faced, was Squall; her only hope had been that Rinoa was just a passing fancy, one that would be abandoned for a better person once the stress cleared. It turns out that Rinoa was no passing fancy, and the woman herself was the worse person.
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Morning came out strong, the sun shone bright, the birds chirped and the chocobos squawked; fish in the sea swam and the caterchipillars oozed. All was right with the world.
Except for three young SeeDs, fresh from fighting the greatest menace that any one of them could possibly ever imagine having to fight. The light cracked through the windows in each of their dorms, and shattered their vision, the chirping birds were like a pounding annoyance, and the chocobos were worse. The fish didn't bother them so much, but thoughts of caterchipillars led to queasyness and uneasiness.
Squall felt particularily awful. His mouth was full of fuzz, and his uniform was covered in the dirt off his floor. The quiet man couldn't remember much of the night before, but he surmised that he fell from his bed sometime in the night, being that he woke on the floor. As Squall struggled to his feet, flashes of the night before slowly drifted back to him: drinking to much, dancing with Rinoa, kissing Rinoa under the moonlight, talking with the lads, and something else. He remember someone being in his room last night, but who or why escaped him. He wanted to ponder the thought, but his insane thirst led him from his dorm to the bathroom down the overly-bright and loud halls.
Squall almost lunged for the tap when he finally got into the bathroom, earning stares from all the younger students, but he didn't pay them any heed. Just one more mystery about myself, squall decided. It came to him at this moment that Squall did sort of like to be the mysterious guy with the dark expression and dark clothes. People didn't like to interact with those people, and Squall wasn't a huge fan of interacting with other people. Seemed to be a good deal for everyone.
Once Squall felt that he had created enough mystique for himself, he finished up, and made for his dorm again. It was a groggy distance, and the water had quenched his thirst, but was beginning to roil is his belly. Through his bleary, tired eyes, Squall saw Quistis in front of him; she was coming out of her own dorm. He looked at her, she at him, then the blonde woman abruptly turned around, and darted back into her own room.
"...Whatever." Squall couldn't try to think about what that was about, so he left it. Maybe it was Quistis in his room, who knows?
"Uh...umm...Squall?" He felt a nervous tap on his shoulder, and wheeled around to look at Selphie, who seemed altogether too perky, yet at the same time, rather pensive.
"...yeah?"
"It's about last night...I'm just going to apologize for what I did. I don't want to hurt you or Rinoa, so please let's just forget it happened?" Slephie said meekly.
"... ......" Squall just looked at her, completely in the dark about what she was saying to him.
"you don't know what I'm talking about?" The girl said, visibly releieved. "Then nothing happened! Tee-hee!" And with that, Selphie skipped off down the hall, only pausing for a moment to fall over, then get up again and continue skipping.
"...what?" Squall couldn't even manage the ever."This is turning out like that stupid movie, what was it called...oh yeah: Dude, Where's my Chocobo?. Well, it couldn't get worse."
Finally, Squall managed to make it back to his dorm, opened the door, and found Rinoa sitting on his bed.
"Rinoa! How glad I am to see you! These people are too hard to deal with...and too loud..."
"Shut up, Squall. I found what happened last night, you stupid, selfish prick. Did you think I wouldn't have found out...I HATE YOU!"
"What?"
"Don't pretend you don't know, I heard everything, from that woman herself! You have some nerve. Was I not good enough for you? Don't answer that! I gave you everything I can, I loved you with all my heart, and trusted you with my very self! I was even thinking about giving you my body! Not just thinking, I was willing, and you screwed it all up!I loved you and this is how you return that love!! I hope someone freezes your little dick!" Tears were welling up in Rinoa's eyes, and her shoulders were starting to heave.
"Uhhn?" Squall had no words left. What the heck had he done last night?
Rinoa stood up, squared off in fron of him, screamed "I never want to see your again!", casted blizzard on his genitals, then stormed off in a cloud of coldness. Squall just dropped to his knees, clutched his nuts, and completely missed the coy grin that shot across Rinoa's face just before she got to the door.
The cloud of pain, confusion and queasy swept up Squall, rolled him around, and pitched him headfirst back into unconsciousness. What was going on?
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"That was perfect!" One woman said to the other that she was standing with. "Are you ready for the next part?"
"Most definitely!" Both cracked toothy grins that were not just slighty evil, but almost hilariously evil. And both thought, at the same time: This is going to be great!
The one thing that had kept her going through the ordeal they had just faced, was Squall; her only hope had been that Rinoa was just a passing fancy, one that would be abandoned for a better person once the stress cleared. It turns out that Rinoa was no passing fancy, and the woman herself was the worse person.
*************
Morning came out strong, the sun shone bright, the birds chirped and the chocobos squawked; fish in the sea swam and the caterchipillars oozed. All was right with the world.
Except for three young SeeDs, fresh from fighting the greatest menace that any one of them could possibly ever imagine having to fight. The light cracked through the windows in each of their dorms, and shattered their vision, the chirping birds were like a pounding annoyance, and the chocobos were worse. The fish didn't bother them so much, but thoughts of caterchipillars led to queasyness and uneasiness.
Squall felt particularily awful. His mouth was full of fuzz, and his uniform was covered in the dirt off his floor. The quiet man couldn't remember much of the night before, but he surmised that he fell from his bed sometime in the night, being that he woke on the floor. As Squall struggled to his feet, flashes of the night before slowly drifted back to him: drinking to much, dancing with Rinoa, kissing Rinoa under the moonlight, talking with the lads, and something else. He remember someone being in his room last night, but who or why escaped him. He wanted to ponder the thought, but his insane thirst led him from his dorm to the bathroom down the overly-bright and loud halls.
Squall almost lunged for the tap when he finally got into the bathroom, earning stares from all the younger students, but he didn't pay them any heed. Just one more mystery about myself, squall decided. It came to him at this moment that Squall did sort of like to be the mysterious guy with the dark expression and dark clothes. People didn't like to interact with those people, and Squall wasn't a huge fan of interacting with other people. Seemed to be a good deal for everyone.
Once Squall felt that he had created enough mystique for himself, he finished up, and made for his dorm again. It was a groggy distance, and the water had quenched his thirst, but was beginning to roil is his belly. Through his bleary, tired eyes, Squall saw Quistis in front of him; she was coming out of her own dorm. He looked at her, she at him, then the blonde woman abruptly turned around, and darted back into her own room.
"...Whatever." Squall couldn't try to think about what that was about, so he left it. Maybe it was Quistis in his room, who knows?
"Uh...umm...Squall?" He felt a nervous tap on his shoulder, and wheeled around to look at Selphie, who seemed altogether too perky, yet at the same time, rather pensive.
"...yeah?"
"It's about last night...I'm just going to apologize for what I did. I don't want to hurt you or Rinoa, so please let's just forget it happened?" Slephie said meekly.
"... ......" Squall just looked at her, completely in the dark about what she was saying to him.
"you don't know what I'm talking about?" The girl said, visibly releieved. "Then nothing happened! Tee-hee!" And with that, Selphie skipped off down the hall, only pausing for a moment to fall over, then get up again and continue skipping.
"...what?" Squall couldn't even manage the ever."This is turning out like that stupid movie, what was it called...oh yeah: Dude, Where's my Chocobo?. Well, it couldn't get worse."
Finally, Squall managed to make it back to his dorm, opened the door, and found Rinoa sitting on his bed.
"Rinoa! How glad I am to see you! These people are too hard to deal with...and too loud..."
"Shut up, Squall. I found what happened last night, you stupid, selfish prick. Did you think I wouldn't have found out...I HATE YOU!"
"What?"
"Don't pretend you don't know, I heard everything, from that woman herself! You have some nerve. Was I not good enough for you? Don't answer that! I gave you everything I can, I loved you with all my heart, and trusted you with my very self! I was even thinking about giving you my body! Not just thinking, I was willing, and you screwed it all up!I loved you and this is how you return that love!! I hope someone freezes your little dick!" Tears were welling up in Rinoa's eyes, and her shoulders were starting to heave.
"Uhhn?" Squall had no words left. What the heck had he done last night?
Rinoa stood up, squared off in fron of him, screamed "I never want to see your again!", casted blizzard on his genitals, then stormed off in a cloud of coldness. Squall just dropped to his knees, clutched his nuts, and completely missed the coy grin that shot across Rinoa's face just before she got to the door.
The cloud of pain, confusion and queasy swept up Squall, rolled him around, and pitched him headfirst back into unconsciousness. What was going on?
*********************
"That was perfect!" One woman said to the other that she was standing with. "Are you ready for the next part?"
"Most definitely!" Both cracked toothy grins that were not just slighty evil, but almost hilariously evil. And both thought, at the same time: This is going to be great!