Nuriko: You actually think that people are going to be entertained by this?!?
S_M: Leave me alone! Wahhhhh! *sniff, sob*
Nuriko: Oops....
S_M: And I tried so hard.
Nuriko: Whatever....
S_M: *sob*
Nuriko: Buahahahaha....
S_M: DIE!!! *pulls out frying pan and begins to repeatedly beat Nuriko*
*Nuriko is now unconcious*
S_M: Awwww...poor Nuri-chan.....oh well....hope you like the story I worked so hard on.
Nuriko: *barely alive* Whatever............
S_M: Grrrrrrr......DIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
^_^;
S_M: I don't own anything that you read...oh except for Lolith...what a meanie...right? Dumping poor Zellie baby like that.
Shotguns and Lightning
Irvine Kinneas sat on a bench in the Quad, watching his girlfriend Selphie Tilmitt bustle
about, getting everything ready for the party tonight. He rested his ankle on his opposite
knee, and crossed his arms over his chest, looking all the male that he was.
"Hey, Irvine! What's up?"
Irvine winced inwardly at the loud voice that belonged to Zell Dincht. The blonde
plopped down next to him and grinned.
"You helping?" he asked, gesturing to Selphie.
Irvine shook his head, "Nah, Selph is doing ok by herself."
Zell looked over at the small girl, who had just dropped a rather heavy looking box on
her toe. Both his and Irvine's eyes widened at the string of profanities that were coming
from the mouth of the petite girl.
"Ya sure?"
"Not anymore."
Zell burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking as he tried to suppress even louder
laughter, but failed. Irvine smiled and returned to watching Selphie. Zell punched him on
the shoulder,
"Guess I'll see you tonight man."
Irvine nodded, never taking his eyes off of the girl in yellow, not seeing Zell's blue eyes
glisten with a mix of sadness and hurt.
Later that night:
Irvine stood by the punch bowl, staring at the huge platter of freshly cooked hotdogs.
Stange... he thought Zell should be chewing down on these right about now. He
scanned the crowd for his hyperactive friend. The bizarre blonde hair nor the distinctive
tattoo could be seen anywhere. He decided to look for Zell, but slipped on some spilled
punch as he began to search. He landed on his back, and was currently looking up at the
decorated ceiling. He stood up and brushed the dirt off of his butt, as he swiped passed a
certain area, he felt a wet spot of punch.
"Damn, and these were new pants too."
Seifer passed by with Rinoa on his arm. "Hey Kinneas, is there a reason you're
grabbing your own ass?"
Irvine's eyes narrowed, but he held his tongue at the comeback that was ready to be
released. He brushed past the couple and began his search for his friend. As he searched
throughout the Training Center, Cafeteria, and outside premises, it hit Irvine that Zell was
probably in his dorm. But, why wouldn't someone like Zell not be at the party?
Irvine found Zell's dorm and was about to knock when he heard loud crying.
"Hey Zell? Buddy, are you in there?" he asked.
Zell opened the door and lifted his head up to see eye-to-eye with Irvine. Irvine was
shocked to see Zell's bright blue eyes rimmed with red. "What happened?" he asked.
Zell sniffled and wiped his nose with the back of his hand, gesturing with the other for
Irvine to come in. Irvine entered the room that was crowded with punching bags,
weights, and jump ropes. He sat on the lumpy blue couch in the center and waited for Zell
to explain his tears and absence from the party. But, Zell just stood there rubbing his face
to clean the drying tears off. They stared at each other, waiting for someone to speak.
"So, what's wrong? I missed ya at the party, and so did a few other people I bet."
Irvine said, clasping his hands together. Zell looked down at him, more tears appearing in
his cloudy blue eyes.
"It's, it's.... Irvine, something is wrong with me. People are starting to ignore me,
Lolith dumped for for God knows what reason, and I've been rather lonely for a long
time. I feel so tired Irvine, that I just want to lie down and never wake up." He sat next
to Irvine, placing his face in his hands.
Irvine reached over and rubbed Zell's lower back with his hand. "Hey Zell, it's OK.
Man, no one wants you to die. Zell, everyone wants you to live. What brought this on?"
Zell looked up and stared blankly at the white wall in front of him, "Dunno, after the
final battle with Ultimecia, I started remembering old stuff, like old memories or
something. Like how Seifer would insult me, my childhood, and how lonely I was for the
longest time."
"Lonely?"
"Yeah, especially after I was adopted. Sure Ma was really kind, but her first husband
was an ass. He'd beat me if I so much as looked at a button on his jacket. Then Ma got
rid of him and remarried. But, I was so terrified that her new husband would do the sa-"
his voice was choked off by a sob.
Irvine rubbed his back again, wincing at the strength of the sobs that were emitting from
the blonde boy. He tried desperately to think of ways to comfort his friend, but he had
never been good at this sort of stuff. He voiced the first thing that popped into his head,
"Don't worry Zell, that's the past. You have Squall, Rinoa, Selphie, Quistis, and me
now. Lolith was dumb and didn't realize what she was losing. And now she's lost that
great thing."
"But no one really cares do they!?" Zell jumped up, a hysterical expression on his face.
"I'm just, stupid Zell Dincht! A dumbass who is too excitable to go on missions!", Zell
began to swing his fists at the air, not caring if he did hit Irvine or not, just wanting to
release his pent up feelings.
Irvine stood, dodging Zell's flying fists, trying to get to his friend.
"Go away Irvine! Leave me alone! You don't really care either!!!"
Irvine pulled back his own fist and swung it at Zell, attempting to stop him, somehow
managing to connect with Zell's face. Zell stopped moving, too stunned to keep his arms
swinging. He looked up at Irvine questioningly, all the while holding his reddening cheek.
"Dammit Zell! Will you calm down!? You're being too dramatic, is it the GF? Is
Quezacotl doing something to your head? Your never like this Zell.", a desperate note
filled Irvine's voice.
Zell's eyes welled with tears again and he shook his head, "No, it isn't the GF, Irvine.
Something made me remember...what I didn't want to.", he collapsed on the couch.
The cowboy looked down at the lightning sprite, and sighed heavily.
"Until you can figure out what the hell is wrong with you, I suggest not coming on
anymore missions anytime soon." And with that, Irvine left the dorm, shutting the door
quietly. A loud crash came from the room, hat of a vase or picture frame breaking, and he
flinched.
"Oh well", he muttered under his breath and left.
S_M: the end of chapter one!
Nuriko: Hope to god there isn't a chapter two!
S_M: You keep this up...no dinner for you!
Nuriko: Oh, I'M SO SCARED.
S_M: Stop it with the sarcastics!
Nuriko: No.
S_M: I'll write a fic where you're a burger flipper! At MCDONALDS!!!
Nuriko: Shutting up.
S_M: Thank you....anyways tell me if this was any good.
Nuriko: It wasn't....
S_M; Just wait...I'll kill you! Ok, well anyways...just review...please,por favor, porse?
Nuriko: Porse?
S_M: Kit's word for please... now SHUT UP!
The End