Rinoa stood outside Zell's door. She, with her sorcery, could watch him strip off the bloody 'Squall' pants, tear off the fake Grevier necklace, and then fall into a fitful sleep. She, invisible by her magic, had waited by his room until he had come in, and then until he fell asleep. Then, summoning an inner force, passed right through the door to his room and was inside. She was visible again.
So many nights she had lain awake, viewing this room, and its inhabitant... and for the first time she was inside. She drank it all in, focusing on the bloody, bruised figure that lay stretched out on his bed, not even under the covers, in only his boxers. Rinoa crept over, knelt down to his level. Summoning another strange magic, Rinoa gently pressed her lips to each wound, starting low and working up. Each time she touched a wound, it healed, leaving a definite scar.
After she was mostly done, Zell's fitful sleep was mostly ended and he started to wake. His first waking vision was of a beautiful angel, raven hair streaming out in a halo, smiling gently and kissing away his bloody scabs.
Rinoa put a finger to his lips, kissed away the last two wounds, and then kissed a blank space over Zell's heart. And Zell was, somehow, no longer in love with Quistis. He knew, somehow, that everything was going to work out. He was also rather confused at the moment.
"I was healing your wounds." Rinoa smiled coyly at the blonde boy. "You had a wound in your heart." Rinoa pressed her lips to Zell's, silencing any further questions, for right then.
Zell pulled back, not quite sure what to do but bent on doing it anyway.
"Rinoa, you're Squall's girlfriend. This isn't happening."
"First: wrong. Second: also wrong. Zell, Laguna told me something you should know. When he was staying in Winhill, he left to find a jeweler, to make the ring that he gave Raine. He stopped off in a bar and met Julia, who bought him drinks. The two got quite drunk and... well...
"I'm Laguna's daughter, by Julia. Caraway never knew. Neither did Raine. But Laguna, whom I should be calling 'Dad', randomly decided to tell me when he told Squall. So, Squall and I are siblings. We can't be a couple. He decided that he loved Quistis pretty recently. And I've loved you for a while now."
Zell looked shocked, but it was a pretty natural reaction to that sort of news. Then he laughed.
"What's so funny?" Rinoa inquired of the suddenly mirthful martial artist.
"Everything seems like... like a soap opera... but... I'm glad that Quistis and Squall can be happy together. She's almost as cold as he is, and I can just see Squall enjoying being submissive to Quistis..." They both laughed. "Rinoa, you're alive. That's what Quistis lacked, a sense of humor, a sense of life. Its special when someone is really in touch with their emotions, with the situations around them. You're like that."
Zell drew Rinoa to him for a gentle, soft kiss.
"You're what I want... I couldn't see that before, there were too many things in the way." He kissed her again, and the two began to undress each other, preparing for a night of gentle love.
Elsewhere in Balamb Garden...
*Crack*! A whip came down, and a loud moan followed. Handcuffs rattled, a thick, heavy chain necklace jingled. Bare skin, blood, leather. Those two would be happier without more intrusion.
(so... what do you think? this is only the first of a series of 'secret watchers', none of which relate to each other. again, ratings affect who will be done sooner. next is the other half of my favorite couple... if you know me you know who *that* means... I'm even considering doing a Rajin segment. who knows, might be interesting.)
So many nights she had lain awake, viewing this room, and its inhabitant... and for the first time she was inside. She drank it all in, focusing on the bloody, bruised figure that lay stretched out on his bed, not even under the covers, in only his boxers. Rinoa crept over, knelt down to his level. Summoning another strange magic, Rinoa gently pressed her lips to each wound, starting low and working up. Each time she touched a wound, it healed, leaving a definite scar.
After she was mostly done, Zell's fitful sleep was mostly ended and he started to wake. His first waking vision was of a beautiful angel, raven hair streaming out in a halo, smiling gently and kissing away his bloody scabs.
Rinoa put a finger to his lips, kissed away the last two wounds, and then kissed a blank space over Zell's heart. And Zell was, somehow, no longer in love with Quistis. He knew, somehow, that everything was going to work out. He was also rather confused at the moment.
"I was healing your wounds." Rinoa smiled coyly at the blonde boy. "You had a wound in your heart." Rinoa pressed her lips to Zell's, silencing any further questions, for right then.
Zell pulled back, not quite sure what to do but bent on doing it anyway.
"Rinoa, you're Squall's girlfriend. This isn't happening."
"First: wrong. Second: also wrong. Zell, Laguna told me something you should know. When he was staying in Winhill, he left to find a jeweler, to make the ring that he gave Raine. He stopped off in a bar and met Julia, who bought him drinks. The two got quite drunk and... well...
"I'm Laguna's daughter, by Julia. Caraway never knew. Neither did Raine. But Laguna, whom I should be calling 'Dad', randomly decided to tell me when he told Squall. So, Squall and I are siblings. We can't be a couple. He decided that he loved Quistis pretty recently. And I've loved you for a while now."
Zell looked shocked, but it was a pretty natural reaction to that sort of news. Then he laughed.
"What's so funny?" Rinoa inquired of the suddenly mirthful martial artist.
"Everything seems like... like a soap opera... but... I'm glad that Quistis and Squall can be happy together. She's almost as cold as he is, and I can just see Squall enjoying being submissive to Quistis..." They both laughed. "Rinoa, you're alive. That's what Quistis lacked, a sense of humor, a sense of life. Its special when someone is really in touch with their emotions, with the situations around them. You're like that."
Zell drew Rinoa to him for a gentle, soft kiss.
"You're what I want... I couldn't see that before, there were too many things in the way." He kissed her again, and the two began to undress each other, preparing for a night of gentle love.
Elsewhere in Balamb Garden...
*Crack*! A whip came down, and a loud moan followed. Handcuffs rattled, a thick, heavy chain necklace jingled. Bare skin, blood, leather. Those two would be happier without more intrusion.
(so... what do you think? this is only the first of a series of 'secret watchers', none of which relate to each other. again, ratings affect who will be done sooner. next is the other half of my favorite couple... if you know me you know who *that* means... I'm even considering doing a Rajin segment. who knows, might be interesting.)
