"You
look lovely," said Davis, looking at Sophia. She was wearing a beautiful blue
dress that not only brought out her eyes, but also made her look exquisite. In
short, she was a breathtaking sight.
"Thanks,"
she said. "You don't look so bad yourself."
Davis
smiled. "This is what I normally wear," he said.
"Well
it makes you look perfectly handsome," Sophia said. "Shall we go?"
"Yes."
Davis
took Sophia's hand in his and they walked into Deling City. It was quite a
beautiful city really. The buses were quite busy tonight, so Davis and Sophia
chose to walk instead. They looked through the shopping arcade, and Sophia found
something that she liked: an expensive-looking necklace with angel wings in the
center. It cost around 20, 000 Gil. Sophia realised that she could never afford
it, but Davis could. He was one of the few SeeDs that had an "A" SeeD rank.
He had more than enough money with him at the moment, and went inside. A few
minutes later he walked out of the store with the necklace in his hands. Sophia
smiled as he put the necklace around her neck.
"Oh
thank you!" she said, flinging her arms around his neck and kissing him. "I
love it!"
Davis
went red. "It looks good on you," he said. Sophia smiled.
"Shall
we get a bite to eat?" she said. Davis nodded. It had been a good three hours
since his last meal, and he was getting hungry. They went into the nearest
restaurant and found a table to sit at. The waiter gave them a menu each, and
they ordered, of all the delicious things on the menu, a plate of hotdogs each.
The waiter looked slightly confused, but nodded.
"And
to drink?" he asked. They ordered some tea, which really confused the waiter.
But he took their order and left them alone. Sophia chuckled.
"Do
you think we confused him?" she asked.
"Undoubtedly,"
Davis replied. "After all, how many people come in here and order a plate of
hotdogs each and some tea?"
Sophia
covered her mouth to prevent her laughter from disturbing the other diners.
"Not many," she said. They talked until their food arrived, at which point
they ate and just talked some more. Davis found himself falling more and more in
love with Sophia the more she told him about her. It was the same for Sophia;
she just loved to hear the sound of Davis' voice talking to her. They got the
bill, and Davis paid for it. Eighteen hotdogs (nine for each of them) and two
cups of tea each only cost around 50 Gil. Not bad at all. They left a good tip
of 10 Gil for the waiter and left the restaurant to go back to Garden. When they
got there, Squall was waiting with an angry expression on his face. His mood
improved when he saw how happy his son was with Sophia. He forgot what he was
going to say to them, and just walked away before they saw him. The two little
lovebirds got back onto the Garden and headed for the dormitories. Davis held
Sophia's hands until they got to her dorm door.
"I
had fun tonight," Sophia said.
"Yeah,
me too," replied Davis. He looked into Sophia's deep, sea-blue eyes and
leant in closer and kissed her. She returned the kiss, and before they knew what
they were doing, they were in Sophia's dorm with the door closed behind them.
Davis' hand found its way up to Sophia's dress strap and he unhooked it. The
dress fell to the ground and Sophia was standing there in only her underwear and
her necklace.
"You're
beautiful," Davis said, kissing her neck. Sophia didn't respond, she just
unhooked her bra and let it drop to the ground. She felt Davis' one hand
caress her breast, and the other one go down to remove her panties.
"I
love you, Davis Leonhart," she said as she took off his shirt and unbuckled
his belt to let down his pants. Davis put his mouth on her breast as she took
off his underwear and she felt his hardness against her bare skin. Instead of
entering her, though, Davis put his head between her legs and his tongue darted
inside of her and out again. Sophia closed her eyes and moaned silently. Davis
picked her up and put her on the bed before kissing her chest again. He ran his
tongue down her body until it went between her thighs, and it darted inside and
outside again. She groaned, every fibre in her being saying that this was right.
She lifted his head.
"Take
me," she said. Davis complied and entered her. She gasped as the brief pain
shot through her body, but soon after that he seemed to be drilling deeper and
deeper inside of her, faster and faster. And the entire time, he was holding
onto her breasts and kissing her neck. She could hear him groaning slightly as
he felt the pleasure of their love take a physical form, and she could feel it
rising within her own body. She was aware that Davis was rubbing himself against
her, and that she was doing the same to him. Finally, she could feel her
sensuality rising within her. Sophia couldn't hold it in any longer; she
opened her mouth and screamed in ecstasy.
"I
love you, Sophia."
"And
I love you, Davis."
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Irvine
sat across the table from his wife and stared into her emerald green eyes.
Selphie looked back at him and smiled.
"Damn,
you're beautiful," Irvine said.
"And
you're handsome," replied Selphie.
"Hey,
Mom, Dad!"
Felicia
came running up to their table. The two older SeeDs looked at their daughter.
"What
is it?" Irvine asked. "You interrupted a perfectly good flirting session."
Selphie
giggled. "Oh, you're so naughty Irvy!" she said. Irvine grinned.
"Well,
I do try," he said. Felicia sighed, her parents had not changed a bit
since they were her age.
"I'm
having a little bit of trouble with one of my newer weapons," she said.
"It's a high-powered chain-gun. But it keeps on jamming, and I can't
figure out what's wrong."
Irvine
smiled. "That's my department!" he said. "Show me the gun, and I'll
show you a master at work!"
Selphie
rolled her eyes. "Boys and their toys," she thought. "Some
things never change."
Felicia and Irvine left to see what the problem was with her newest gun, leaving Selphie alone to stare into her coffee. She often wondered why she liked it so sweet, all it did was get her on a sugar high, and then things started to blow up, namely the training center monsters. Selphie grinned. Somebody had once said that she was a pyro on a sugar high. Selphie was just around the corner and overheard him, and she packed out laughing. Of course, what he said was true: she always seemed to be on a sugar high, and she loved to blow things up. Maybe she was a pyro after all.
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Irvine
examined his daughter's newest gun. It was heavy, had six barrels and was
belt-fed. Irvine looked at the belt of bullets going into the chamber, and found
the problem: the belt was jammed.
"Here's
your problem," he said. "The belt is getting jammed while feeding the
bullets into the chamber."
Irvine
managed to take the belt of bullets out from the chamber and examined them. They
were the wrong calibre. Whoever had owned this gun before had no idea what they
were doing when they decided to put in bullets that were meant for a
12-millimetre type into a 9-millimetre chain-gun.
"You
need to empty the chamber and buy some 9-millimetre rounds," he said.
"It'll cost you, but it'll be worth it if you're planning on using this
gun in combat."
Felicia
nodded. "I'll head to the training center now," she said. "Then I'll
find a T-Rexaur and blow it to hell with the remaining bullets."
Irvine
had to grin; Felicia was so much like Selphie it was almost scary. But she did
have his passion for guns.
"I'll
see you later," he said, tipping his cowboy hat. Felicia nodded and slung her
M203 over her shoulder, made sure that she had enough ammunition (which included
some of her 'custom' grenades), picked up the chain-gun and headed for the
training center. Irvine followed her out and went back to the cafeteria to
finish his lunch with Selphie.
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The
bullets ripped through the Grat as if it was paper and it slumped to the ground.
That used up the last of the chain-gun bullets, so Felicia walked out before she
ran into trouble. At least she could get some bullets from Deling City, since
they were still parked outside in the Great Plains of Galbadia. She was right
near the exit, when a T-Rexaur decided that she would make a good snack and
attacked her. Felicia immediately dropped the chain-gun and readied her M203.
She fired a grenade, forgetting that it was an incendiary grenade. The grenade
hit dead center, and the T-Rexaur's head was blown apart, sending blood, bone
and brains flying around her.
"Oops,
I forgot that I put an incendiary grenade in the launcher before I left," she
said. "Oh well, time to leave."
She
picked up her chain-gun and left the training center, leaving the dead T-Rexaur
for the other monsters.
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Davis
and Sophia were walking hand-in-hand along the hallways of Garden. They had
confessed their love for each other the previous night, and were now closer than
ever both spiritually and physically. Davis smiled as he looked into Sophia's
beautiful eyes.
"Like
a deep blue sea," he
thought. "Kind and beautiful. Just like Sophia herself."
Their
romantic walk was rudely interrupted when somebody blasted their way into the
Garden through one of the walls and started to attack SeeDs. She was tall, had
black hair and green eyes. She wore crimson red clothing and was taking SeeDs
down with High-Level magic.
"What
the hell?!" Davis said. "Who the hell is that woman?!"
The
woman, as if she were reading his thoughts, cast a Firaga spell on Davis. The
ball of fire burned Davis severely, the Para Magic enhanced for some odd reason.
The woman, disappeared and reappeared beside Sophia, and cast Sleep on her. The
SeeD went limp and fell into the woman's arms. Davis tried to attack, but the
woman cast a Stop spell on him. She smirked.
"I
know that you are wondering who I am," she said. "Well, I'll tell you: I
am the Sorceress Samantha Evans, and if you want your beloved Sophia back, Davis
Leonhart, you will bring me the Lunastar!"
The
entire Garden went silent as the SeeDs took in what the woman had said. Another
Sorceress? And what was this Lunastar? Samantha smirked one last time, and
disappeared along with Sophia, leaving behind one hell of a mess.