A Sorceress's Gift
A FFVIII fanfiction
Summary: It was just a simple gift, the most important thing a mother could give her child. Now, nearly 20 years later, this gift is going to come back and haunt him... all while he's battling his unrequited love. *shounen ai* *squall/zell*
~*~
Traces of war were everywhere in the world. The fighting spread from Esthar, to Galbadia, to Trabia and beyond. The only safe places were the ones of little population, and there was one place, most people knew about. A quiet little place in the southern part of the world, near a small, abandoned lighthouse.
It was a home to two people, a young man and his wife. No one knew anything about them, except for the fact that they were peaceful people, and it was a place one could leave an orphan, and trust that they would survive the war. A town contacted them, and gave them two children, one newborn, the other 7 years old. They were from Winhill, and they started the orphanage.
~*~
She stumbled, clutching her child to her chest. The baby was barely 3 months old, but she knew she would not survive. Her husband dead, her life leaving her, the only chance she had was to leave the child somewhere safe, where he would not be targeted.
The old house neared, and she collapsed at the entrance, the boy crying, moving it's arms asking to be comforted by his mother. She could not help him anymore, and she placed a hand to his forehead to silence his cries. "My child... my little boy... accept my gift and grow up stronger," she whispered, kissing his head. As she did, her skin turned white and cold, her hair faded from bright green and blue to a soft sun-bleached blond, and her eyes softed from a sharp silver, to a warm blue. With that she collapsed, no life left within her. The baby cried, feeling the ice cold touch of his lost mother.
A woman stood by the entrace of the house, a small brown haired girl clutching a bundle. She gently urged the child back into the house, before tending to the new orphan. Gently she moved the mother aside, gasping at the sight of a faint black design along the side of her face. She looked at the boy in her arms and closed her eyes, unsure of the future ahead of him.
"Edea?"
She turned to her husband and gestured to the dead woman. "Please, give her a proper burial. She's been dead for a long time already," she said solomnly and entered her home.
The small girl was watching with wide eyes from the corner of the room, still holding the bundle, which was crying now. "I can't get him to be quiet, Matron," she said softly.
She looked at the oldest orphan and sighed, proceeding into the the bedroom. She set the new child onto the bed and took the other baby from the girl. She sighed, running a hand through her long black hair. The brown haired girl stared frightfully at the addition. "What happened to his family?" she asked.
"Dead. The war will do that Ellone," Edea explained, pulling the cloths from the child, startled as a folded peice of paper fell from the cloth. The girl peered over her shoulder as she unfolded the letter. Inside was one word, "Hyne."
~*~
The students chattered excitedly about their written and field exams. A few girls were crowded around Zell's desk. Just an instructor for a year and already he had his own fan club. At 20 years old, he was quite the favorite instructer among the ladies... and even among a few guys. The trio of girls were giggling over him, as he attempted to arrange final field tests. He sighed heavily and looked up. "May I help you?" he asked, trying very hard to stay formal, which was difficult because the girls were barely 3 years younger them him, all ranging from ages 16-18.
"Hiiiii!!" the youngest chirped, reaching over the desk and rubbing at the collar of his jacket.
Zell reached over and plucked her hand off. "Hands off the teacher Kichi."
"Aiya," she moaned, "Why? You're only 4 years older than me."
He had to sigh at that... because it was true. He brought a hand to his head in thought. "Kichi... or rather... girls... I'm your instructor... not your boyfriend." He regretted saying that the moment it was out of his mouth because barely 2 seconds later the girls chirped in unison, "But you CAN be...!"
As an instructor he stood up and walked around them announcing, "Alright, today's study is over. The make up exam will be in 3 weeks, I wish you luck... as for the ones that passed, if you still need to capture you first GF... or complete another one of the required fields, please see me sometime during the next week."
The other students jumped to their feet and left the class room, all of them chattering happily about the next couple of days. The trio of girls were about to approach Zell, but he gave them a look and they ran off, giggling. He sighed and brushed off the front of his SeeD uniform. He examined his desk for any other messages he may have missed before leaving the classroom.
His head was pounding, and he couldn't quite explain why. His steps slowed and he made a mental note to visit Dr. Kadowaki if he didn't get better. Gradually the pain subsided and he could resume his normal pace again, which wasn't very fast to begin with. He looked around, admiring the beautiful scenery of Garden. Most of the current SeeDs were students during the whole fiasco with the sorceress Ultimeca.... including...
"ZELL!!"
He turned around just in time to see Rinoa run towards him, dressed in her SeeD uniform. "Hey," he greeted. He was about to raise his hand as well, but she had already grabbed hold of his arm.
"Zell?" she cooed.
"Alright, what do you want Rinoa?"
"Can you get Squall to send me on a SeeD mission?" Rinoa stared at him with her deep chocolate brown eyes.
"What are you talking about Rinoa?"
Her eyebrows knit together angerily. "You know Zell! You know I've been a SeeD for almost a year, but I've never gone on a mission since my field exam! C'mon! I want to do something!" she whined almost childishly.
Zell pulled his arm free and crossed them across his chest. Silently he leaned against the wall and thought for a moment. After a while he replied, "Commander Leonhart just doesn't want to see you get hurt." He pondered for a moment longer and added, "He really loves you. You're like his precious jewel. He wouldn't send you on dangerous missions."
She scowled and tugged at him again. "Zell...! Please...?"
"No! I refuse to go against Commander Leonhart's ord--"
"ZELL!"
He stared at her as she scolded him bitterly. "What's wrong Rinoa?" he asked.
Rinoa continued to frown. "You're turning into Squall."
"Excuse me?"
She poked him a few times, and each time Zell brushed her off. She frowed and tried to play with his spikey blond hair, and before she knew it, he had grabbed her wrist and pushed her backwards. Rinoa scowled and she corrected herself, "Sorry, you're turning into Seifer."
"What!?"
"Ever since you became an instructor, you've changed... you're not fun anymore! What happened to you Zell?"
He turned away from her. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
Rinoa crossed her arms. "Fine then. Prove it. Prove to me you haven't changed. Go and ask Squall to send me on a SeeD mission!" she dared.
Zell seemed to freeze. He had to be perfectly honest with himself, he hadn't talked to Squall in at least six months. One would be surprised how easy it was to avoid him. He took a deep breath, turned around and said, with a large grin, "Alright! I'm sending ya on a damn SeeD mission!" With that he started marching towards the elevator. Rinoa waved and called, "Thanks Zelly!"
He groaned and leaned against the wall. The doors slid shut and he pressed the button to the third floor. He thought for a moment about what Rinoa said. He hadn't considered it... but when he actually looked back on how he's been acting for the past two years... he had been acting less excited and childish... but wasn't that part of growing up. He reached up and scratched at his tattoo absentmindedly. He felt Ifrit growl, the very voice of the GF rumbling in his own throat.
Zell liked that... he always had a connection to his gaurdian forces... a connection that was never mentioned in the text books. The spirit sometimes spoke to him too, but in a language he didn't understand. He spoke in a strange growl... one he assumed came from his appearance. In fact, Ifrit was doing that right now, as if to scold him. The elevator doors opened and the growling stopped.
The third floor was fixed up surprisingly well, one wouldn't even know where the cockpit used to be, in fact theyhad renovated the whole area. The headmaster's office had shrunk in size, and now there was room for Commander Leonhart's own office as well. Zell turned on the balls of his feet and started towards the hidden door in the wall. Squall had asked for his office to have a hidden entrance on the outside for privacy... that way only certain people could enter. Everyone else had to go through the main office. He raised his fist ready to knock... only he hesitated.
"Come in Instructor Dincht."
He stepped back in surprise. "Commander Leonhart?" he asked, hesitantly. He wasn't surprised that Squall had given up a first name basis with him... but Zell was surprised that he had as well.
There as no reply to his hesitant query. Zell straightened up, brushed off the jacket of his uniform, and entered the office. Squall, who arranged all the SeeD missions, was sitting at his desk obviously going over the latest mercenary efforts... and the lastest hirings. "Yes, Instructor?" he asked in that cold, monotone voice.
Zell felt a shiver pass through his body. He shook this off and remembered what he was there for. "Commander, I come bearing a request from SeeD Heartilly..."
The brunette looked up from his work. He was still just a beautiful as the last time they spoke... Zell couldn't help but note that. He did, however, notice that Squall's hair was just a tad bit longer. "Instructor," he stated plainly, "do you realize that Rinoa's come to me more than enough time already?"
"Yes sir, I did realize that."
"So, what are you doing?"
"She dared me to, sir."
Squall stared at him and brought a hand to his forehead in thought. "Zell..."
"Sir?" His response mechanisim was on autopilot... but that didn't mean he didn't catch his first name... and the softness in his commander's voice.
"Zell, you know how I feel about Rinoa, don't you?"
"Yes sir."
"I don't want her to get hurt... I never wanted her to be a SeeD in the first place."
"I know. Some of the missions are brutal. We've been assigned to kill off entire villages without knowing the whole truth," Zell replied slowly.
"That's why I don't want her going on these missions."
"Of course," he agreed... and at the same time... Zell couldn't help but notice how Squall changed when he spoke about Rinoa. He was always more passionate when she was the subject.
"You-however- you I've been meaning to get a hold of," Squall said suddenly, changing the subject.
Zell stook a step backwards. "Me, commander?"
The gunblade specialist nodded, once again growing more silent and withdrawn. "I have a mission for you, Instructor. Read it over, and report here tomorrow at 600 hours." He pulled out a packet of papers, and handed it to him. Zell took it without any questions, saluted and left the room. Halfway to the elevator he stopped and sighed. Casually he glanced over his shoulder towards the spot in the wall where Squall's office stood.
Quickly Zell shook his head and headed back downstairs.
~*~
"Possible Gaurdian Force... only able to pay for one SeeD... cause of multiple deaths," Zell murmured as he skimmed through the information presented to him. He glanced at the pictures included with the report. There were dead bodies, their chests ripped open, decapitated... all in a small fishing village located in on the Trabia Continent. A few pictures were of a dark cavern, obviously where the GF was located.
He rubbed at his forehead considering this mission. It didn't seem like anything he was willing and ready to do... yet he was a SeeD, class A to be exact, and he had to do it. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. There wasn't much else he could do. His entire class completed their requirements, so he had the time to do this.
"Zell?"
He looked over at the door and announced, "It's open Rinoa, come in."
The door slid aside and the black haired sorceress walked inside. "So?" she asked, sitting on his bed, "did you get me assigned to a mission?"
The blond shook his head. "Sorry Rinoa."
She stood up and glanced at the papers on his desk. She stared at it longer and finally she cried, "HE ASSIGNED YOU ON A MISSION!?"
He twitched slightly, the volume of her voice ringing in his ears. She glared at him, her brown eyes glittering with anger. "How could he..!? How could YOU!?" she continued.
"Stop Rinoa..."
"It's not FAIR!"
"Stop it."
"Why do YOU get to g-"
"SHUT UP WILL YOU!?"
Rinoa stepped backwards at Zell's outburst. It was neither like him... nor Squall... nor Seifer to suddenly cry out like that. He was waving the papers in her face. "Look at it! Look at it! It's a fuckin' kamikaze mission! It's gonna fuckin' kill me! Do ya want that? DO YA!?"
She took the pictures from his hands and stared at them, flipping through image after image of dead bodies. "S-s-squall wouldn't want you dead," she murmured finally.
"..."
"C'mon... you guys were best friends...!"
"...friends. Only friends Rinoa."
"What, 'Only friends'? What do you mean!? Before I came alo--"
Zell opened the door to his room. "Before you came along, Squall was forced into a Seed mission with me. He was forced to take the field exam with me... forced. Haaa haa, I shoulda seen it coming... he wants to get rid of me." As soon as he said the words he found that it hurt him so much. It was like a dagger through the heart. Ifrit's warm growl rumbled through his body. Still he kept a straight, almost Squall-like expression.
"Rinoa... I'd like to leave now. I'll be going on this mission tomorrow."
She sighed and reached out towards him, but stopped herself. A hand clutched to her chest she said, "Alright, good night Zell." and left.
The blond reached out to Ifrit for a moment. The gaurdian force only growled in response, but it was enough of a message. He sighed and thanked him for always being there for him. The rumble in his throat grew warmer. Zell laughed and wondered if any of the others had this kind of connection with their GFs.
*****
author's notes: *piku piku* OH MY GOD! HIKARI IS TAKING A BREAK FROM TASUKI/CHICHIRI FANFICTION!?? *dies*
... wait... I'M Hikari... how can I die? O.o;;
yeah, so anyway... I'm just a LITTLE fucked up in the head, I haven't written an FFVIII fanfiction in a while, and it seems to me I'm not so good at it... but I fuckin' tried... Hopefully it'll be mostly plot and some smut in the middle... HOPEFULLY... And look at all that bullshit I wrote up there... don't it suck? Why don't you go ahead and flame my ass off, that'll make me feel better...
Tasuki: I'm gonna have ta beat ya fer sayin' dat.
Hikari: What'd I do?
Tasuki: Cuz if yer ass is all flamin' ya can't write 'bout me and Chichiri' fuckin'
Hikari: This isn't even a FY fanfic Tasuki!
Tasuki: *piku... piku* A fuck...
Chichiri: Aiya no da... hey na no da... do me a favor you readers out there no da... just kind of support Hikari if you liked this fic no da. I think she needs the support... na no da! *grins*
Hikari: TASUKI I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!
Tasuki: CHICHIRI!! HELP ME!!!
A FFVIII fanfiction
Summary: It was just a simple gift, the most important thing a mother could give her child. Now, nearly 20 years later, this gift is going to come back and haunt him... all while he's battling his unrequited love. *shounen ai* *squall/zell*
~*~
Traces of war were everywhere in the world. The fighting spread from Esthar, to Galbadia, to Trabia and beyond. The only safe places were the ones of little population, and there was one place, most people knew about. A quiet little place in the southern part of the world, near a small, abandoned lighthouse.
It was a home to two people, a young man and his wife. No one knew anything about them, except for the fact that they were peaceful people, and it was a place one could leave an orphan, and trust that they would survive the war. A town contacted them, and gave them two children, one newborn, the other 7 years old. They were from Winhill, and they started the orphanage.
~*~
She stumbled, clutching her child to her chest. The baby was barely 3 months old, but she knew she would not survive. Her husband dead, her life leaving her, the only chance she had was to leave the child somewhere safe, where he would not be targeted.
The old house neared, and she collapsed at the entrance, the boy crying, moving it's arms asking to be comforted by his mother. She could not help him anymore, and she placed a hand to his forehead to silence his cries. "My child... my little boy... accept my gift and grow up stronger," she whispered, kissing his head. As she did, her skin turned white and cold, her hair faded from bright green and blue to a soft sun-bleached blond, and her eyes softed from a sharp silver, to a warm blue. With that she collapsed, no life left within her. The baby cried, feeling the ice cold touch of his lost mother.
A woman stood by the entrace of the house, a small brown haired girl clutching a bundle. She gently urged the child back into the house, before tending to the new orphan. Gently she moved the mother aside, gasping at the sight of a faint black design along the side of her face. She looked at the boy in her arms and closed her eyes, unsure of the future ahead of him.
"Edea?"
She turned to her husband and gestured to the dead woman. "Please, give her a proper burial. She's been dead for a long time already," she said solomnly and entered her home.
The small girl was watching with wide eyes from the corner of the room, still holding the bundle, which was crying now. "I can't get him to be quiet, Matron," she said softly.
She looked at the oldest orphan and sighed, proceeding into the the bedroom. She set the new child onto the bed and took the other baby from the girl. She sighed, running a hand through her long black hair. The brown haired girl stared frightfully at the addition. "What happened to his family?" she asked.
"Dead. The war will do that Ellone," Edea explained, pulling the cloths from the child, startled as a folded peice of paper fell from the cloth. The girl peered over her shoulder as she unfolded the letter. Inside was one word, "Hyne."
~*~
The students chattered excitedly about their written and field exams. A few girls were crowded around Zell's desk. Just an instructor for a year and already he had his own fan club. At 20 years old, he was quite the favorite instructer among the ladies... and even among a few guys. The trio of girls were giggling over him, as he attempted to arrange final field tests. He sighed heavily and looked up. "May I help you?" he asked, trying very hard to stay formal, which was difficult because the girls were barely 3 years younger them him, all ranging from ages 16-18.
"Hiiiii!!" the youngest chirped, reaching over the desk and rubbing at the collar of his jacket.
Zell reached over and plucked her hand off. "Hands off the teacher Kichi."
"Aiya," she moaned, "Why? You're only 4 years older than me."
He had to sigh at that... because it was true. He brought a hand to his head in thought. "Kichi... or rather... girls... I'm your instructor... not your boyfriend." He regretted saying that the moment it was out of his mouth because barely 2 seconds later the girls chirped in unison, "But you CAN be...!"
As an instructor he stood up and walked around them announcing, "Alright, today's study is over. The make up exam will be in 3 weeks, I wish you luck... as for the ones that passed, if you still need to capture you first GF... or complete another one of the required fields, please see me sometime during the next week."
The other students jumped to their feet and left the class room, all of them chattering happily about the next couple of days. The trio of girls were about to approach Zell, but he gave them a look and they ran off, giggling. He sighed and brushed off the front of his SeeD uniform. He examined his desk for any other messages he may have missed before leaving the classroom.
His head was pounding, and he couldn't quite explain why. His steps slowed and he made a mental note to visit Dr. Kadowaki if he didn't get better. Gradually the pain subsided and he could resume his normal pace again, which wasn't very fast to begin with. He looked around, admiring the beautiful scenery of Garden. Most of the current SeeDs were students during the whole fiasco with the sorceress Ultimeca.... including...
"ZELL!!"
He turned around just in time to see Rinoa run towards him, dressed in her SeeD uniform. "Hey," he greeted. He was about to raise his hand as well, but she had already grabbed hold of his arm.
"Zell?" she cooed.
"Alright, what do you want Rinoa?"
"Can you get Squall to send me on a SeeD mission?" Rinoa stared at him with her deep chocolate brown eyes.
"What are you talking about Rinoa?"
Her eyebrows knit together angerily. "You know Zell! You know I've been a SeeD for almost a year, but I've never gone on a mission since my field exam! C'mon! I want to do something!" she whined almost childishly.
Zell pulled his arm free and crossed them across his chest. Silently he leaned against the wall and thought for a moment. After a while he replied, "Commander Leonhart just doesn't want to see you get hurt." He pondered for a moment longer and added, "He really loves you. You're like his precious jewel. He wouldn't send you on dangerous missions."
She scowled and tugged at him again. "Zell...! Please...?"
"No! I refuse to go against Commander Leonhart's ord--"
"ZELL!"
He stared at her as she scolded him bitterly. "What's wrong Rinoa?" he asked.
Rinoa continued to frown. "You're turning into Squall."
"Excuse me?"
She poked him a few times, and each time Zell brushed her off. She frowed and tried to play with his spikey blond hair, and before she knew it, he had grabbed her wrist and pushed her backwards. Rinoa scowled and she corrected herself, "Sorry, you're turning into Seifer."
"What!?"
"Ever since you became an instructor, you've changed... you're not fun anymore! What happened to you Zell?"
He turned away from her. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
Rinoa crossed her arms. "Fine then. Prove it. Prove to me you haven't changed. Go and ask Squall to send me on a SeeD mission!" she dared.
Zell seemed to freeze. He had to be perfectly honest with himself, he hadn't talked to Squall in at least six months. One would be surprised how easy it was to avoid him. He took a deep breath, turned around and said, with a large grin, "Alright! I'm sending ya on a damn SeeD mission!" With that he started marching towards the elevator. Rinoa waved and called, "Thanks Zelly!"
He groaned and leaned against the wall. The doors slid shut and he pressed the button to the third floor. He thought for a moment about what Rinoa said. He hadn't considered it... but when he actually looked back on how he's been acting for the past two years... he had been acting less excited and childish... but wasn't that part of growing up. He reached up and scratched at his tattoo absentmindedly. He felt Ifrit growl, the very voice of the GF rumbling in his own throat.
Zell liked that... he always had a connection to his gaurdian forces... a connection that was never mentioned in the text books. The spirit sometimes spoke to him too, but in a language he didn't understand. He spoke in a strange growl... one he assumed came from his appearance. In fact, Ifrit was doing that right now, as if to scold him. The elevator doors opened and the growling stopped.
The third floor was fixed up surprisingly well, one wouldn't even know where the cockpit used to be, in fact theyhad renovated the whole area. The headmaster's office had shrunk in size, and now there was room for Commander Leonhart's own office as well. Zell turned on the balls of his feet and started towards the hidden door in the wall. Squall had asked for his office to have a hidden entrance on the outside for privacy... that way only certain people could enter. Everyone else had to go through the main office. He raised his fist ready to knock... only he hesitated.
"Come in Instructor Dincht."
He stepped back in surprise. "Commander Leonhart?" he asked, hesitantly. He wasn't surprised that Squall had given up a first name basis with him... but Zell was surprised that he had as well.
There as no reply to his hesitant query. Zell straightened up, brushed off the jacket of his uniform, and entered the office. Squall, who arranged all the SeeD missions, was sitting at his desk obviously going over the latest mercenary efforts... and the lastest hirings. "Yes, Instructor?" he asked in that cold, monotone voice.
Zell felt a shiver pass through his body. He shook this off and remembered what he was there for. "Commander, I come bearing a request from SeeD Heartilly..."
The brunette looked up from his work. He was still just a beautiful as the last time they spoke... Zell couldn't help but note that. He did, however, notice that Squall's hair was just a tad bit longer. "Instructor," he stated plainly, "do you realize that Rinoa's come to me more than enough time already?"
"Yes sir, I did realize that."
"So, what are you doing?"
"She dared me to, sir."
Squall stared at him and brought a hand to his forehead in thought. "Zell..."
"Sir?" His response mechanisim was on autopilot... but that didn't mean he didn't catch his first name... and the softness in his commander's voice.
"Zell, you know how I feel about Rinoa, don't you?"
"Yes sir."
"I don't want her to get hurt... I never wanted her to be a SeeD in the first place."
"I know. Some of the missions are brutal. We've been assigned to kill off entire villages without knowing the whole truth," Zell replied slowly.
"That's why I don't want her going on these missions."
"Of course," he agreed... and at the same time... Zell couldn't help but notice how Squall changed when he spoke about Rinoa. He was always more passionate when she was the subject.
"You-however- you I've been meaning to get a hold of," Squall said suddenly, changing the subject.
Zell stook a step backwards. "Me, commander?"
The gunblade specialist nodded, once again growing more silent and withdrawn. "I have a mission for you, Instructor. Read it over, and report here tomorrow at 600 hours." He pulled out a packet of papers, and handed it to him. Zell took it without any questions, saluted and left the room. Halfway to the elevator he stopped and sighed. Casually he glanced over his shoulder towards the spot in the wall where Squall's office stood.
Quickly Zell shook his head and headed back downstairs.
~*~
"Possible Gaurdian Force... only able to pay for one SeeD... cause of multiple deaths," Zell murmured as he skimmed through the information presented to him. He glanced at the pictures included with the report. There were dead bodies, their chests ripped open, decapitated... all in a small fishing village located in on the Trabia Continent. A few pictures were of a dark cavern, obviously where the GF was located.
He rubbed at his forehead considering this mission. It didn't seem like anything he was willing and ready to do... yet he was a SeeD, class A to be exact, and he had to do it. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. There wasn't much else he could do. His entire class completed their requirements, so he had the time to do this.
"Zell?"
He looked over at the door and announced, "It's open Rinoa, come in."
The door slid aside and the black haired sorceress walked inside. "So?" she asked, sitting on his bed, "did you get me assigned to a mission?"
The blond shook his head. "Sorry Rinoa."
She stood up and glanced at the papers on his desk. She stared at it longer and finally she cried, "HE ASSIGNED YOU ON A MISSION!?"
He twitched slightly, the volume of her voice ringing in his ears. She glared at him, her brown eyes glittering with anger. "How could he..!? How could YOU!?" she continued.
"Stop Rinoa..."
"It's not FAIR!"
"Stop it."
"Why do YOU get to g-"
"SHUT UP WILL YOU!?"
Rinoa stepped backwards at Zell's outburst. It was neither like him... nor Squall... nor Seifer to suddenly cry out like that. He was waving the papers in her face. "Look at it! Look at it! It's a fuckin' kamikaze mission! It's gonna fuckin' kill me! Do ya want that? DO YA!?"
She took the pictures from his hands and stared at them, flipping through image after image of dead bodies. "S-s-squall wouldn't want you dead," she murmured finally.
"..."
"C'mon... you guys were best friends...!"
"...friends. Only friends Rinoa."
"What, 'Only friends'? What do you mean!? Before I came alo--"
Zell opened the door to his room. "Before you came along, Squall was forced into a Seed mission with me. He was forced to take the field exam with me... forced. Haaa haa, I shoulda seen it coming... he wants to get rid of me." As soon as he said the words he found that it hurt him so much. It was like a dagger through the heart. Ifrit's warm growl rumbled through his body. Still he kept a straight, almost Squall-like expression.
"Rinoa... I'd like to leave now. I'll be going on this mission tomorrow."
She sighed and reached out towards him, but stopped herself. A hand clutched to her chest she said, "Alright, good night Zell." and left.
The blond reached out to Ifrit for a moment. The gaurdian force only growled in response, but it was enough of a message. He sighed and thanked him for always being there for him. The rumble in his throat grew warmer. Zell laughed and wondered if any of the others had this kind of connection with their GFs.
*****
author's notes: *piku piku* OH MY GOD! HIKARI IS TAKING A BREAK FROM TASUKI/CHICHIRI FANFICTION!?? *dies*
... wait... I'M Hikari... how can I die? O.o;;
yeah, so anyway... I'm just a LITTLE fucked up in the head, I haven't written an FFVIII fanfiction in a while, and it seems to me I'm not so good at it... but I fuckin' tried... Hopefully it'll be mostly plot and some smut in the middle... HOPEFULLY... And look at all that bullshit I wrote up there... don't it suck? Why don't you go ahead and flame my ass off, that'll make me feel better...
Tasuki: I'm gonna have ta beat ya fer sayin' dat.
Hikari: What'd I do?
Tasuki: Cuz if yer ass is all flamin' ya can't write 'bout me and Chichiri' fuckin'
Hikari: This isn't even a FY fanfic Tasuki!
Tasuki: *piku... piku* A fuck...
Chichiri: Aiya no da... hey na no da... do me a favor you readers out there no da... just kind of support Hikari if you liked this fic no da. I think she needs the support... na no da! *grins*
Hikari: TASUKI I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!
Tasuki: CHICHIRI!! HELP ME!!!