Well! Lots of reviews! Thanks, all! Anyway, I'm sick as a dog, if it's terrible it's because I was trying to please you by writing between bouts of re-savoring my meager lunch of ginger ale and crackers. Blegh. Trust me, they taste better going down. . .

Perfect Day

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Rinoa set down the napkin, looked up, and her mouth promptly fell open. "Marry. . . marry you, Squall? I. . . Of course I will!" She smiled suddenly as her lover's face broke out into a rare grin.

"You had me a bit worried there Rin. . . here, let me see your hand." He reaches over pulling her small, slender hand into both his own and slipping something onto her ring finger. The woman held it up to the light, gasping as it sparkled back at her. The silver band was studded with small diamond, spelling out "Squall". She looked to his hand, seeing a slightly thicker and less feminine ring there, engraves with the word "Rinoa"

"Oh, Squall, they're beautiful!" Rinoa veritably glowed, leaning over to kiss Squall softly. She was interrupted by the waitress, though, who had come to take their orders.

The woman popped her gum, speaking in a drawling southern accent. "What'll you kids have tonight?"

Squall glanced around, noting the elegant setting and plush chairs. He replied easily and quietly to the question with a simple "Roast chicken dinner, red rose wine." His fiancée nodded her agreement, watching the waitress sidle off.

"You'd think they would have better service here. This is supposed to be one of the best restaurants in Balamb." The brunette let out a sigh, wrapping the chain of his Griever necklace around his slightly roughened fingers. Hours of training has left the digits bruised and somewhat callused.

"Yes, I know. So, back to what we were speaking of before. When do you want to get married?" She smiled slightly, fingering the ring.

Squall glanced out the window at the balmy summer night. "I was thinking maybe October. . . that gives us about three months or preparations." He looked back at the woman sitting across from him. "If that's alright with you, that is. By the way, did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight?"

She laughed softly. "I seem to remember something along those lines. And I don't think three months will be enough, and I'm supposed to visit my parents in October. How about early November? And you probably ought to come along to meet them, anyway." Rinoa watched him nod, then looked up as the waitress came back quite suddenly.

"Here's you're dinner, kids. Need anything?" She popped her gum again, looking bored.

"No, madam. We'll be fine." Squall glared at the woman as she walked away. "What a bitch."

"Squall!" Rinoa admonished him quietly, giving him the look.

"It's true though."

She sighed, giving in. "Yes. . . it is."

~~ End Ch. 2 ~~

Well, I've got lots and lots of ideas for this. . . like, 10 to 20 chapters worth.

Preview of next chapter.

They walked quietly down the road, hand in hand, both looking up at the moon.

"Isn't it beautiful, Squall?"

She didn't see him nod, but she felt it nonetheless. . . .

"Squall!" Rinoa cried out, reaching for his hand.

"No! Rin, go for help! Now!"

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