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CHAPTER 1
((The plot thickens?))
The pot on the stove let out a smell that made Fuujin gag. Raijin's soup was nothing to get excited about. Fuujin had tried it once, against her will, and lived to regret it. Now, she paid him no attention, lost in thought, yet unknowingly alert.
"I like my job as a cook, ya know?" Raijin said happily, stirring his fish soup. Easily pleased.
"Now, everyone gets the chance to try my soup!" Fuujin still stared at the wall, now starting to feel uneasy.
Raijin blinked, and turned his head to look back at his friend.
"Coocoo to Fuujin?"
Fuujin then got distracted by a spatula waving in front of her face.
"WHAT?"
"You gonna try my fish soup?"
"NOT HUNGRY."
"Auwh. And I spent a long time making this one, ya know?"
Fuujin really was not hungry, and the fact that Raijin made it just added to the list of reasons to not be hungry. Plus, that uneasy feeling. Why did she feel empty? Not complete?
A bad smell made her look down. There, Raijin had placed a bowl of his soup.
Was it-
The doors split open to reveal Seifer Almasy. Angry, he pulled out a seat at Fuujin's table and sat, fuming.
"DAMN BALAMB! DAMN CID! DAMN THAT SQUALL!"
"eh, bad day Seifer?"
"F#$% YEAH! IDIOT! I have to F@#$en Do community service for that pathetic Garden as pay-back for what WE did!"
Fuujin cringed hearing the word we.
(That's it. I have not won you yet Seifer. But I am not so sure you are a worthy prize anymore.)
And that thought sent her running to the bathroom.
The cold water she splashed on her face felt good, but couldn't distract her long enough from Seifer, or Garden, or Her lousy job, or their debts.
Sighing, she stared down at the sink. When she felt better to re-join her friends, she saw Seifer eye her curiously for a moment, then turn his head as if never would have thought of her.
"F#$%en Squall! He's a wonder boy there! Cid's new pet! And Rinoa! God! Still says 'hi' to me, but you can just tell by looking at her she has all this sympathy for me."
Fuujin just nodded. Raijin served him some soup and he gulped it down.
Well, at least that was amusing.
Seifer kept ranting about how the Garden was recouperating while Raijin agreed.
She couldn't take it anymore, so left.
A nice long hot shower was working. But Seifer kept nagging her. She still really really admired him, but ever since they started trying to make a living here, he seemed less...The hot water turned off.
"F@#$!"
(WHO EVER DID THAT IS GONNA DIE TODAY!)
Fuujin stumbled out, hitting the tower rack and almost slipping into the door. Thrusting it open, wrapped in a towel, she marched to the balcony to see who had messed around with the water
heater.
"You really think this is going to get the manager to like us again, ya know?"
Ohhhhh... That explains a lot! Fuujin went back in and put on some clothes before stomping out. She rounded the corner of the hotel and spotted the two kicking and twisting knobs on the heater.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
"Uh-oh! It's Fuujin ya know?!"
Seifer looked up.
"Trying to force the manager to accept us."
"BY WRECKING HEATER?!"
"Well, Yeah!"
"IDIOTS!"
She went over and kicked Raijin and reached over to grab Seifer and pull him back by his hair when he grabbed her arm. He pulled her to him and then grabbed her other Arm.
"Quick! Raijin! Grab her feet!"
"NO!"
She started paddling her feet furiously while Seifer lifted her off the ground.
Seifer was snickering and Raijin was watching for her feet.
"Come on Fuu We're just gonna throw you in the Ocean." He whispered to her.
She yelled.
A passerby started at them weirdly.
Raijin managed to grab her feet. They inched over to the edge and hauled her into the ocean, jogging off, laughing.
CHAPTER 1
((The plot thickens?))
The pot on the stove let out a smell that made Fuujin gag. Raijin's soup was nothing to get excited about. Fuujin had tried it once, against her will, and lived to regret it. Now, she paid him no attention, lost in thought, yet unknowingly alert.
"I like my job as a cook, ya know?" Raijin said happily, stirring his fish soup. Easily pleased.
"Now, everyone gets the chance to try my soup!" Fuujin still stared at the wall, now starting to feel uneasy.
Raijin blinked, and turned his head to look back at his friend.
"Coocoo to Fuujin?"
Fuujin then got distracted by a spatula waving in front of her face.
"WHAT?"
"You gonna try my fish soup?"
"NOT HUNGRY."
"Auwh. And I spent a long time making this one, ya know?"
Fuujin really was not hungry, and the fact that Raijin made it just added to the list of reasons to not be hungry. Plus, that uneasy feeling. Why did she feel empty? Not complete?
A bad smell made her look down. There, Raijin had placed a bowl of his soup.
Was it-
The doors split open to reveal Seifer Almasy. Angry, he pulled out a seat at Fuujin's table and sat, fuming.
"DAMN BALAMB! DAMN CID! DAMN THAT SQUALL!"
"eh, bad day Seifer?"
"F#$% YEAH! IDIOT! I have to F@#$en Do community service for that pathetic Garden as pay-back for what WE did!"
Fuujin cringed hearing the word we.
(That's it. I have not won you yet Seifer. But I am not so sure you are a worthy prize anymore.)
And that thought sent her running to the bathroom.
The cold water she splashed on her face felt good, but couldn't distract her long enough from Seifer, or Garden, or Her lousy job, or their debts.
Sighing, she stared down at the sink. When she felt better to re-join her friends, she saw Seifer eye her curiously for a moment, then turn his head as if never would have thought of her.
"F#$%en Squall! He's a wonder boy there! Cid's new pet! And Rinoa! God! Still says 'hi' to me, but you can just tell by looking at her she has all this sympathy for me."
Fuujin just nodded. Raijin served him some soup and he gulped it down.
Well, at least that was amusing.
Seifer kept ranting about how the Garden was recouperating while Raijin agreed.
She couldn't take it anymore, so left.
A nice long hot shower was working. But Seifer kept nagging her. She still really really admired him, but ever since they started trying to make a living here, he seemed less...The hot water turned off.
"F@#$!"
(WHO EVER DID THAT IS GONNA DIE TODAY!)
Fuujin stumbled out, hitting the tower rack and almost slipping into the door. Thrusting it open, wrapped in a towel, she marched to the balcony to see who had messed around with the water
heater.
"You really think this is going to get the manager to like us again, ya know?"
Ohhhhh... That explains a lot! Fuujin went back in and put on some clothes before stomping out. She rounded the corner of the hotel and spotted the two kicking and twisting knobs on the heater.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
"Uh-oh! It's Fuujin ya know?!"
Seifer looked up.
"Trying to force the manager to accept us."
"BY WRECKING HEATER?!"
"Well, Yeah!"
"IDIOTS!"
She went over and kicked Raijin and reached over to grab Seifer and pull him back by his hair when he grabbed her arm. He pulled her to him and then grabbed her other Arm.
"Quick! Raijin! Grab her feet!"
"NO!"
She started paddling her feet furiously while Seifer lifted her off the ground.
Seifer was snickering and Raijin was watching for her feet.
"Come on Fuu We're just gonna throw you in the Ocean." He whispered to her.
She yelled.
A passerby started at them weirdly.
Raijin managed to grab her feet. They inched over to the edge and hauled her into the ocean, jogging off, laughing.