COPYRIGHTS: NONE OF THOSE CHARACTERS ARE MINE! Apart from 'Mr. Eddie' and
'Ma'am Helene'. I do want to give copyrights to Eddie Lo, because I have
took his name for a character. But he's not like Mr. Eddie though!
Author: Lily_Black
Tittle: The fury for fights…
Author Note: In the last Chapter, Squall got adopted by a rich family. He got initiated to sword fighting and got his arm slashed open.
b The fury for fights…b
The morning after, the private doctor of mister Eddie went to see me. After examinations, he said it should be healed by the end of the summer. Every time Ma'am Helen saw the red spot on the white bandages of my arm, she fell in tears saying with a distress voice: "He could have been more careful!!! Poor child…" Eddie said he had dropped the sword and it had cut my arm, to hide the fight from her.
Mister Eddie gave me a black shirt with long sleeves so that ma'am Helen wouldn't see it. That was the only new clothes I wanted to wear. Over it I still had my yellow shirt though. I had refused to throw it away, and I wanted to wear it.
Ma'am Helen didn't wanted me to fight, but mister Eddie did, so we secretly meet now and then to fight and practice my skills…In that week I learned so much about the close combat skills…
My arm hurt after 10 minutes of close fighting, so we had to stop then and sit down to resume the fights. He never smiled, only said "That was good…". Good? I did all my best and I'm good? I wanted him to be amaze… I wanted him to be proud of me, so every time we fought, I tried to surpass my last fight. I knew he was holding back…And it made me mad, I wanted him to give everything he had, to make his constant cold face smile… To make him say I'm not good, but great!
My time was over at the end of the week… Mister Eddie and Ma'am Helen where arguing in the hall, I over heard them I was on the highest step of the stairs… Next to my bedroom.
"Kitty! I can't let that child suffer like Meodore and Teodore!"
"He wont…He has wonderful abilities in fighting… The boys weren't as good as he is…"
"So you admit it! I knew you where fighting with him in my back, kitty!"
"Indeed…"
"WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! He's five years old! You already slashed his arm open the first day you saw him! It's surprising you haven't killed him yet!"
"Helen… I have faith in his abilities, just let me show you how he fights, you'll understand…"
He told ma'am Lisa to get me, so I slowly went down the stairs and stood on the last one.
"No need your excellency, he is already here sir."
"Squall! Come here boy." He opened his arms to me, so I slowly went next to him. When I arrived I looked at their faces. Ma'am Helen looked weak, as if she was about to faint, but Mister Eddie didn't seam to care… He simply looked at me and put his arms on my shoulder like a proud father to his son.
"Squall, son, show how you handle the sword to her…"
"You don't have to Squall…Don't It's not necessary… Really honey…"
"Leave him the choice… Squall?"
Ma'am Helen was looking at me with horror, but mister Eddie seemed confident… I didn't wanted mister Eddie to be disappointed, so I nodded. We went to the training ground and drew our swords. Ma'am Helen, sitting on a balcony's chair was crying … Lisa by her side was holding her hands.
We bowed and crossed our swords with a loud metallic noise. The slashes, spins and elegant, but efficient quick moves formed a dance, and I was one of the dancer… Some expert would have been stunned to see a 5 year old fight like that with a sword… Ma'am Helene was looking stunned and was now standing and gazing at our fight. I was smaller, I took it at my advantage, and quickly moved around, never standing still. Tip # 5 from the expert fighter book. He wasn't standing still either… Fight was fierce and rough but I did managed through it…
The fight ended when mister Eddie received a powerful and quick slash on his chest.
He panted out of pain as he dropped his sword on the stony field. His eyes weren't as I knew them…They weren't cold, instead, they had a delighted glow in them… And the words he said got me straight to my heart…
"Excellent Squall…You do show promise in fighting…Son…" 3 strong boys that where working for mister Eddie helped me to carry him to his bedroom. Ma'am Helen had fainted out of the pressure and pain of seeing the blood on the field. An hour had passed before it was all clean again.
That eve I heard them argue about me… I knew I wasn't going to stay… I sat in my corner and cried. The pain of my arm came back and a high pain got me to the heart…
"Stop crying Squall…Be strong… Ma'am Helen has lost her sons…This is why she acts like this…" A loud noise of glass collapsing on the flour, followed by raging voices, then steps, muffled sounds of a fist hitting something, cries a door slamming and ma'am Helen yelled
"HE'S GOING BACK EDDIE! HE'S NOT AT HIS PLACE HERE!"
"YOU SAY THAT, JUST BECAUSE OF OUR SONS!" I heard his footsteps on the marble steps on the stair. He pushed open my door and told me to come closer…When I was close enough he hugged me tightly. And started to cry on my shoulder… Why was he acting like that? Why does a cold faced man like him cried on a young boy's shoulder?
"I'm sorry son… You'll have to go back there…Helen thinks it's better…"
"…I…don't want to…" I fought the envy of crying and tried to cut the feelings and act with my brain…Emotions couldn't get you anywhere but in a dead end, where you'd be stuck with problems…No…This is not what I want…I want to be free of all pain…From now on I live with the pain of my arm and my mind…Nothing else… Mister Eddie let go of me and said:
"It's not your fault son…It's not your fault…"
"…"
That night was the most sleepless night I had in my life…I do recall falling asleep only passed midnight…I was awaken by the soft voice of Matwin and the warm feeling of security…
It was already time to go… I got up of bed only to notice I was fully clothed. The black shirt under the yellow one, the blue jeans tied with a double belt and black running shoes.
My good byes where quickly done to Lisa, mister Eddie and Ma'am Helen. So I came back to Matwin who was waiting for me in the car. While driving us to the port, she said I had changed, that I looked somewhat different. Maybe I did, my hair where longer my eyes determined to stay cold of emotions…
In the boat she explained me that the others had set fireworks on the shore, and that they couldn't go out after dark for their punishment… She told me that Seifer started picking on Zell because he couldn't find me. Seifer…He only wants to provoke… Now I had skills…I would be stronger…
When we arrived, it was time to eat with all the others. I wasn't hungry, so I walked to the bedrooms and sat on my bed. Lying down, hands under my head, I started to think it all over…
I saw that flashback of the fighting… Those moments will always be in my head…but there was something wrong… I wasn't perfect with it…The sword wasn't my weapon, but close combat was my skill.
As I remember how I had hurt mister Eddie, the pain of my arm rose again. If I took off the bandages, maybe it would be ok. I pulled the sleeve and bandages off the wound and examined it. A part was bleeding, so I took the bandages and washed it off. I got up and walked to the window to wait until it stop bleeding…
At the same time the door was slamming open, I hid my arm between my back and the wall. Seifer stood in the door way and smirked.
"So, you where rejected by them."
"Go away Seifer…"
Seifer closed the door behind him and smirked, coming closer to me.
"Squall…it's nice seeing your back…Zell gets pissed off way to easily."
"…Whatever…"
"Matwin said you look different! Let's see if your fighting has improved!"
"…More then you think…"
"Oh, we'll see just now!"
Seeing I wasn't going to move, or cry over to Matwin, Seifer held me by the collar and slammed me in the wall behind me. I started panting of pain because of my wound was on the cold wall, squashed by my entire body. I felt the dirt of the stone walls enter the wound and sand mixed with my blood.
"Think you're so though Squall? Think you can get over me?!"
-LB-
(Author's note: Review to show me someone reads my fics! Please, and thank you! If you want to know when I update, tell me your e-mail address and notify me you want to be on my list. You will be added! All that for free. I hope you enjoyed my fic, and that you will stick with me until it ends! Thank you for reading!)
-LB- ( Mars 5th 2002 )
Author: Lily_Black
Tittle: The fury for fights…
Author Note: In the last Chapter, Squall got adopted by a rich family. He got initiated to sword fighting and got his arm slashed open.
b The fury for fights…b
The morning after, the private doctor of mister Eddie went to see me. After examinations, he said it should be healed by the end of the summer. Every time Ma'am Helen saw the red spot on the white bandages of my arm, she fell in tears saying with a distress voice: "He could have been more careful!!! Poor child…" Eddie said he had dropped the sword and it had cut my arm, to hide the fight from her.
Mister Eddie gave me a black shirt with long sleeves so that ma'am Helen wouldn't see it. That was the only new clothes I wanted to wear. Over it I still had my yellow shirt though. I had refused to throw it away, and I wanted to wear it.
Ma'am Helen didn't wanted me to fight, but mister Eddie did, so we secretly meet now and then to fight and practice my skills…In that week I learned so much about the close combat skills…
My arm hurt after 10 minutes of close fighting, so we had to stop then and sit down to resume the fights. He never smiled, only said "That was good…". Good? I did all my best and I'm good? I wanted him to be amaze… I wanted him to be proud of me, so every time we fought, I tried to surpass my last fight. I knew he was holding back…And it made me mad, I wanted him to give everything he had, to make his constant cold face smile… To make him say I'm not good, but great!
My time was over at the end of the week… Mister Eddie and Ma'am Helen where arguing in the hall, I over heard them I was on the highest step of the stairs… Next to my bedroom.
"Kitty! I can't let that child suffer like Meodore and Teodore!"
"He wont…He has wonderful abilities in fighting… The boys weren't as good as he is…"
"So you admit it! I knew you where fighting with him in my back, kitty!"
"Indeed…"
"WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! He's five years old! You already slashed his arm open the first day you saw him! It's surprising you haven't killed him yet!"
"Helen… I have faith in his abilities, just let me show you how he fights, you'll understand…"
He told ma'am Lisa to get me, so I slowly went down the stairs and stood on the last one.
"No need your excellency, he is already here sir."
"Squall! Come here boy." He opened his arms to me, so I slowly went next to him. When I arrived I looked at their faces. Ma'am Helen looked weak, as if she was about to faint, but Mister Eddie didn't seam to care… He simply looked at me and put his arms on my shoulder like a proud father to his son.
"Squall, son, show how you handle the sword to her…"
"You don't have to Squall…Don't It's not necessary… Really honey…"
"Leave him the choice… Squall?"
Ma'am Helen was looking at me with horror, but mister Eddie seemed confident… I didn't wanted mister Eddie to be disappointed, so I nodded. We went to the training ground and drew our swords. Ma'am Helen, sitting on a balcony's chair was crying … Lisa by her side was holding her hands.
We bowed and crossed our swords with a loud metallic noise. The slashes, spins and elegant, but efficient quick moves formed a dance, and I was one of the dancer… Some expert would have been stunned to see a 5 year old fight like that with a sword… Ma'am Helene was looking stunned and was now standing and gazing at our fight. I was smaller, I took it at my advantage, and quickly moved around, never standing still. Tip # 5 from the expert fighter book. He wasn't standing still either… Fight was fierce and rough but I did managed through it…
The fight ended when mister Eddie received a powerful and quick slash on his chest.
He panted out of pain as he dropped his sword on the stony field. His eyes weren't as I knew them…They weren't cold, instead, they had a delighted glow in them… And the words he said got me straight to my heart…
"Excellent Squall…You do show promise in fighting…Son…" 3 strong boys that where working for mister Eddie helped me to carry him to his bedroom. Ma'am Helen had fainted out of the pressure and pain of seeing the blood on the field. An hour had passed before it was all clean again.
That eve I heard them argue about me… I knew I wasn't going to stay… I sat in my corner and cried. The pain of my arm came back and a high pain got me to the heart…
"Stop crying Squall…Be strong… Ma'am Helen has lost her sons…This is why she acts like this…" A loud noise of glass collapsing on the flour, followed by raging voices, then steps, muffled sounds of a fist hitting something, cries a door slamming and ma'am Helen yelled
"HE'S GOING BACK EDDIE! HE'S NOT AT HIS PLACE HERE!"
"YOU SAY THAT, JUST BECAUSE OF OUR SONS!" I heard his footsteps on the marble steps on the stair. He pushed open my door and told me to come closer…When I was close enough he hugged me tightly. And started to cry on my shoulder… Why was he acting like that? Why does a cold faced man like him cried on a young boy's shoulder?
"I'm sorry son… You'll have to go back there…Helen thinks it's better…"
"…I…don't want to…" I fought the envy of crying and tried to cut the feelings and act with my brain…Emotions couldn't get you anywhere but in a dead end, where you'd be stuck with problems…No…This is not what I want…I want to be free of all pain…From now on I live with the pain of my arm and my mind…Nothing else… Mister Eddie let go of me and said:
"It's not your fault son…It's not your fault…"
"…"
That night was the most sleepless night I had in my life…I do recall falling asleep only passed midnight…I was awaken by the soft voice of Matwin and the warm feeling of security…
It was already time to go… I got up of bed only to notice I was fully clothed. The black shirt under the yellow one, the blue jeans tied with a double belt and black running shoes.
My good byes where quickly done to Lisa, mister Eddie and Ma'am Helen. So I came back to Matwin who was waiting for me in the car. While driving us to the port, she said I had changed, that I looked somewhat different. Maybe I did, my hair where longer my eyes determined to stay cold of emotions…
In the boat she explained me that the others had set fireworks on the shore, and that they couldn't go out after dark for their punishment… She told me that Seifer started picking on Zell because he couldn't find me. Seifer…He only wants to provoke… Now I had skills…I would be stronger…
When we arrived, it was time to eat with all the others. I wasn't hungry, so I walked to the bedrooms and sat on my bed. Lying down, hands under my head, I started to think it all over…
I saw that flashback of the fighting… Those moments will always be in my head…but there was something wrong… I wasn't perfect with it…The sword wasn't my weapon, but close combat was my skill.
As I remember how I had hurt mister Eddie, the pain of my arm rose again. If I took off the bandages, maybe it would be ok. I pulled the sleeve and bandages off the wound and examined it. A part was bleeding, so I took the bandages and washed it off. I got up and walked to the window to wait until it stop bleeding…
At the same time the door was slamming open, I hid my arm between my back and the wall. Seifer stood in the door way and smirked.
"So, you where rejected by them."
"Go away Seifer…"
Seifer closed the door behind him and smirked, coming closer to me.
"Squall…it's nice seeing your back…Zell gets pissed off way to easily."
"…Whatever…"
"Matwin said you look different! Let's see if your fighting has improved!"
"…More then you think…"
"Oh, we'll see just now!"
Seeing I wasn't going to move, or cry over to Matwin, Seifer held me by the collar and slammed me in the wall behind me. I started panting of pain because of my wound was on the cold wall, squashed by my entire body. I felt the dirt of the stone walls enter the wound and sand mixed with my blood.
"Think you're so though Squall? Think you can get over me?!"
-LB-
(Author's note: Review to show me someone reads my fics! Please, and thank you! If you want to know when I update, tell me your e-mail address and notify me you want to be on my list. You will be added! All that for free. I hope you enjoyed my fic, and that you will stick with me until it ends! Thank you for reading!)
-LB- ( Mars 5th 2002 )