Notes: You know, some people might find this inappropriate. But I think it's awwriiight! Of course, disclaimer: Clearly, if I owned anything, I wouldn't be doing this. Also, focus is on Namine/Leon.
3.
"Thanks Mr. Leonhart. I totally understand this better now. The whole existentialism thing is really cool. Can I come by tomorrow, too?"
"We have a meeting tomorrow." Naminé's voice cut through in a tone that, though just as sweet as she normally sounded, held an air of resentment. Ever since Kairi had told her that she liked the young teacher, they hadn't really gotten over this state of frienemy-hood. Chances were, they would never get over it. "Mr. Leonhart, I was hoping that I could discuss what we need to address? Kadaj was sick today, so he sent me a text to get it done…"
"Uhm, yeah. No problem. Kairi, if you have any more problems, you can ask me after class on Thursdays," he said, waving the redhead off. She smiled at him.
"Thanks! I'll try to stop by!" She turned to Naminé, a triumphant look on her face. "I'll text you later, okay Naminé? I need to talk to you."
"Yeah, sure, that's fine." They exchanged smiles and quick hugs before Kairi left. Naminé shut the door behind her and leaned against it.
Leon frowned. "What's up? Is everything alright?" She gave him a quick smile and a nod that was banished at the onslaught of sobs. "Naminé, are you…?"
"I just had a rough day." She bit her lower lip and stared at the linoleum tiled floor. He sat down on one of the desks and pulled her into a hug. "Then Roxas said something that I really wish he didn't, and I don't want to go home to face DiZ because I yelled at him this morning and then just seeing…"
"Seeing what?"
"It's nothing." She pulled away and wiped her face with the back of her hand.
"Don't do that. Let me get you a tissue." When he came back from the corner of the room he kept his tissues, she had dropped her bag on the ground and taken residency in his chair. "What did you yell at DiZ for?"
"He found my diary and was reading it…" she frowned and stared out the window. "He knows about all of this now. He said that I might have to go away for a while…"
Leon kissed her forehead. "Don't worry. Everything will work out alright." He smiled at her and she shook her head.
"Did you know that Kairi likes you?" Her face was set on the way the sunlight was reflecting off of the green leaves outside. "She does. She thinks she's special because she's one of your favourites."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"I'm just thinking, what if I'm just like her?" Leon's eyes widened.
"Naminé, you're not just like her. I…" he trailed off and leaned his forehead against hers. "I love you. She's just a student. An intelligent student, but that's all there is to it." He sighed. "Is that what's really bothering you?"
"No." She shook her head. "I don't know."
He stood up straight and folded his arms over his chest. "I might get in trouble for this, but I think it needs to be done," he said finally.
She looked up at him. "What?"
"And she asks, what? Naminé, will you go on a formal date with me? There is a particularly nice restaurant in Traverse Town that I think you might enjoy, and I want you to enjoy it with me." At the request, she smiled.
"Squall Leonhart?" She stood up and took his hand. "I do believe that I'll have to accept your humble invitation."
