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She stumbled her merry way across the hall, dragging her feet as she giggled after each hiccup, her hands digging into the tiny purse as she juggled to find the keys. The door flew open and she found it hard to close, resting her back against it and closing her eyes, she found herself hoping that the room would stop spinning so she could get to her room and just fall asleep. Today had been a long day, and when Selphie and Quistis had called her to go out drinking she didn't think about it twice to say yes and now she was dealing with the consequences.

Who would've known that not straightening things out with your roommate for a whole month could be this stressful?

Rinoa took a deep breath and kicked her platform boots off to the side, the black stockings now gracing the floor as she grimaced at the cold. She pushed herself off the door and proceeded to take off her peacoat, tossing it aside and forgetting it somewhere along with her shoes and purse and starting to walk towards her room. Each step proved to be a challenge and she would stumble against the wall every now and then, her balance and motor skills seemed to had been thrown out the window along with her last bit of dignity as she rammed her foot unto the wall, stubbing her pinky and letting out a dry cry as she fell to the floor and cradled her foot in both hands.

The door to Squall's room flew open, revealing a shirtless Squall as he looked down on her, his eyes wide and worrisome, "Is everything ok?" He asked her as she looked up at him, her eyes glossy and he couldn't tell if she was drunk or crying, or maybe both but taking a deep breath made him realize that she was, indeed, drunk.

Rinoa lifted her leg, pointing at his face with her toes, "Thi- This is all becuz'f ya!" She yelled at him, forgetting about the fact that she was wearing nothing more than a short black skirt and a black lacey long sleeved shirt which covered little more than less for his imagination.

He quirked an eyebrow as he looked down at the leg that now pointed at him with an expression mixed between a scowl and a frown, his eyes wandering from her toes down to the rest of his leg just to notice that she was wearing a skirt, "Would you please cover yourself at least?" He yelled, looking away as a slight blush posed over his cheeks and suddenly he felt grateful that it was dark in the hallway. "And what do I have to do with any of this?" He asked her and he heard her shift her body weight and sloppily bring her arms to the wall.

Rinoa supported herself to the wall, trying to get up from the floor had been more difficult than she thought and she found Squall reaching out for her, "Don't!" She screamed as she swatted his hand away, "I dunneed your halp," She muttered as she caught herself with the wall and waved a finger at him. "I'm gon ta sleep." And with that being said she took a step forward, her feet got tangled and she had managed to find herself in his arms. "I told ya I du-"

"Yeah, whatever!" He barked back, lifting her off the floor and carrying her to her bed.

Rinoa was flushed and Squall couldn't tell if it was because she was drunk or if she was feeling embarrassed but she didn't fight him, she just pouted and crossed her arms over her chest as he placed her down on the bed. "I need to take a look at your foot," He told her as she looked down.

"Can't!" She said as he looked down at her.

"Stop playing and let me see."

"You can't!" She brought her hands up to meet his torso and blushed even more, pushing him away and bringing her hands close to her chest.

"Cut the bullshit and let me see!"

"I can't show you because I'm wearing stockings!"

"So? Take them off!" He reached for her waist and clung his fingers to the elastic band of her stockings and she pushed him away once more, this time with her legs.

She let out a loud cry of pain and Squall panicked, reaching for her stockings once more, "I'm not wearing any underwear!" This time tears rolled down her face and Squall could've sworn that all the blood in his body had suddenly rushed to his face.

He found himself taking a deep breath and relaxing, looking down at her and rolling his eyes. There she was, crying while she swore profusely at the pain that came from trying to move her foot, her hair was down, straight this time, no curls, and her bangs covering her misty eyes as he witnessed her slump into her mattress and bring her arms above her eyes and take a shaky deep breath.

"Alright, up we go," He said as he put his hands on her waist and she held his wrists in place, "Come on, Rin, it's not like I haven't seen you naked before." He said as she let go of his wrists and puffed her cheeks, looking down on him.

"Just look away." She muttered as he looked away and started to glide the stockings off her legs, feeling the smooth skin and for a second he felt feverish, until he was done, putting them aside on her floor, not once looking at her thighs and immediately cradling her foot on both his hands and smiled.

"It's just bruised," He said as he let it go and sat down by the foot of her bed, smiling and sitting down by the foot of her bed.

Rinoa pushed one of her feet against his bare back and he shivered, chuckling at her as she continued to wiggle her toes against his skin. "Thank you." She groaned and burped.

"You're gross." He smiled and shook his head.

"I think you mean you're welcome?" Rinoa said as she shifted her weight to lie on her side. "Are we ok now?" She asked him as he moved to sit by her side and rubbed her head making her hair shoot out in every direction.

"I think we are. I mean, I'd like to think we are." He muttered as he looked at her and she took a deep breath. He stood up, a smile on his face as he brought the covers to her shoulders and he caressed the skin there. "Good night," He whispered as he turned around and she grabbed his wrist.

"Stay just a bit longer." She said as he turned around and eyed her, thinking she was sleep talking until she repeated herself. He sat down at the edge of her bed and lied down next to her as she turned around, her back brushing against his arm and he held his breath, cursing the moment in which this woman waltzed into his life and threw his world upside down.

Now to think of the thousand and one excuses to come up with as of to why he didn't answer Xu's phone call once he got to his room in the morning.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait on this update! I've been thrown out of the loop with work and trying to keep communication with my husband it can get kind of crazy, haha. Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and that you have wonderful Holidays if I don't get to update before then.