Dangerous Games – Part Two
By Ghostwriter
Ghostwriter15@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters as much as I want to own Squall.
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'What the hell was going on in the cafeteria just now?' Squall demanded. Irvine just sat there glaring at the wall angrily while Zell just twiddled his thumbs whilst occasionally glancing nervously at Irvine. They had sat there in silence for the past five hours with the exception of muttering on Irvine's part. Squalls patience was starting to wear thin.
'You start talking or no hotdogs for the rest of the week,' he ordered, pointing at Zell.
'What are you going to feed me then? The cafeteria only serves hotdogs,' Zell argued.
'You can always eat the baby food the Rinny bought when she thought she was pregnant,' Squall remarked dryly. 'We still have a lot left. I'm sure our friend here,' he nodded in the brooding marksman's direction, 'will join you on your new diet since he acted just like one back in the cafeteria.'
'That's unfair! He acted like one – not me!'
'Enough!' Squall roared as he held up three fingers, 'Three! Two! –'
'OKAY! Selph was acting really weird. She rubbed her toe against my leg during lunch. Then Irvine dragged me into the toilet and started to harass me. Then Seifer told us that Selphie was with Brad,' he blurted out. 'You know the rest.' The threat about no hotdogs is enough to make him do anything.
'What is she playing at?' Irvine growled. Squall looked at him, not bothering to cloak his amazement. Irvine always told him he, Commander Leonhart was a dense as a rain cloud when it comes to the affairs of the heart. Look who's talking now.
Squall started to laugh. He was roaring with laughter when Irvine looked at him severely. The look immediately made him sober up. 'My friend, she is trying to get you to be jealous,' he told him directly.
'Jealous?' Irvine looked at him blankly. 'Why would she do that?'
Squall mentally slapped himself mentally. 'Oh God. Lets see, when was the last time you told her you love her?' 'Err…' Irvine began, trying to recall something. Actually the truth was he never told her he loved her. No matter how he flirts, he never came outright to tell a girl he likes or loves her. But there was no way he was going to tell the two men.
'So long that you forgot?' Squall said, incredulously. 'Not like you will tell Rinoa that,' Irvine snapped back. 'Wrong, I just told her again last night,' Squall said, blushing faintly. 'I use to never tell her, until one day she told me she wanted to break up, When I asked her why, she said its because I never told her that I love her. So I promised I'll tell her that every single day.'
'But I thought she would understand,' Irvine argued. 'I mean, I call her Love, Sweetheart, Cutie and everything.' Zell snorted 'Don't you call every female in the Garden by those names?'
'And anyway, action speaks louder than words,' Irvine finished, glaring at Zell. Squall and Zell looked at each other and burst out laughing again. 'I don't normally laugh like this but what you have told me in the last ten minutes is way too much,' Squall said. 'Irvine, I'll give you a letter of recommendation to become a comedian if you ever decide to leave the garden,' he added solemnly.
'What's so funny?' Irvine asked, looking at them in bewilderment. Squall and Zell slapped their foreheads. 'You hit every girl you see, even when Selph is with you. Actually, Selph is basically giving you a taste of your own medicine,' Squall explained.
'And you did not take it as graciously as she did,' added Zell. 'Come on; look at how you reacted when you saw Selph with Brad breath.'
Irvine blushed slightly and tried to come up with a witty retort when a gong was heard. 'DINNER!' Zell yelled enthusiastically as he raced out of the office. 'Go and find Selphie and tell her you love her,' Squall advised Irvine. Irvine just sat there dumbly.
'And that's an order,' Squall said curtly. Irvine immediately stood up and saluted and left the office.
[That cowboy is so dense] Squall thought as he cracked up with laughter again. 'Honey, are you alright?' a soft but concerned voice reached his ears. He looked up and saw Rinoa walking up to him.
'Why are you laughing like that? You never laugh,' Rinoa said suspiciously. She touched his forehead, 'Are you running a temperature.'
'No, I'm fine. Do you know where Selphie is?' he asked.
'Oh, I saw her in a really sexy get up thirty minutes. She said she is going to out with Brad.'
Squall looked at her in horror before bolting out of his office.
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[Where can she be?] Irvine asked himself. [She's no where in the Garden.]
Then he heard his name being called from behind. He turned to see Squall running after him.
'Selphie went to town with Brad.' Squall said.
There was a cloud of dust and Irvine was gone.
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Selphie moved mechanically around with Brad practically glued onto her. He was whispering lewd words into her ear but she was not really paying attention. Instead her eyes were scanning the crowd for the familiar cowboy hat.
She stole a glance at her watch over Brad's shoulder. The screen read 10:45. She had waited the whole night with Brad breath and Irvine still had not shown up.
There weren't many happening places in town. So even if Irvine had to search the entire town, it wouldn't have taken him all night.
[Maybe he doesn't care after all] she thought sadly. The song ended and Selphie told Brad that she was tired and wants to get a drink. He smiled at her and said he will get it for her. He suggested she take a seat.
He returned with a glass of what looks like punch. Still wrapped in her own thoughts, she took a sip of the colored liquid. Deciding she quite like the taste, she drained the entire glass. Grinning, Brad offered her another.
After four glasses, her head begun to spin like a top. She had trouble seeing and couldn't walk in a straight line. 'Brad, I don't feel well. Can you take me back?' she asked her voice sounding weak to her ears.
The next thing she knew, she was being gently guided to the door. Brad helped her into the car and got in himself. The rocking motion of the car sent her to sleep.
She woke up when she felt hands on her waist. 'Irvy,' she mumbled, opening her eyes a little to see a blond trying to unzip her dress. 'What do you think you are doing, you jerk?' she demanded as she tried to struggle.
'Showing you what fun is, little girl,' Brad said snidely as he grabbed her wrist.
His mouth captured hers and bit her lips till she tasted blood. She struggled until she felt her wrist hit something. Still feeling weak, she slumped under Brad's weight. She cried Irvine's name and moaned as she felt hands under her shirt.
They were large and rough, not like Irvine's slender ones, smooth from his handling with steel. Irvine's touch was pleasing and pleasurable but this was hurting. She moaned even louder as the hands began to squeeze her breasts.
She had never had sex before and technically, she was still a virgin. Of course, Irvine made out with her very often and his hands often tend to wander.
She assumed she wasn't sexy enough for him. He never seemed to want her even when she practically voiced out her permission. He always withdrew at the last moment.
'Irvine, I'm sorry,' she whispered 'I really love you.'
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Irvine drove all around town looking for the missing couple. [No, they are not a couple] he amended. Suddenly, a familiar voice crying his name and sounds of moaning came through the speaker.
Recognizing Selphie's voice, Irvine nearly went ballistic. By Gods, what was he doing to her? If anything happened to Selphie, he is going to put a bullet into Brad's brain. And personally, Irvine thinks he doesn't have a brain if he dared mess with his girl!
He suddenly remembered that all SeeD cars have a chip in them, to enable more effective communication during mission. He immediately switched the panel on and located Brad's car. He cursed himself for forgetting that.
'Hang on, Selph,' he yelled into the night hair. 'I am coming!' as he drove madly towards his love.
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Sigh…romantic neh? Please review it…I mean, tell me how you think. I know…Squall is so OOC so is Irvine for the matter. In fact, this entire story is so OOC!!! Argh! tears at my hair btw, OOC stands for out of character. Squall laughing like a hyena is very OOC. I cannot imagine it…Grumbles
Lil Angel: Thanks. I think it's cute too. Personally, I always thought I was bad at humor.
Amanda: Well, here's more!
Anthena88: You really think so? Thank you so much!
Ying Rui: Inasmuch as I would like to be a writer, I doubt I write well enough to be a best selling author.
AMYANGEL: Of course. What makes guys think that we have limitless patience with them?
Witch Baby: Thank you for offering, but I don't think it is necessary. This is only a three part story, and the ending is approaching. But thanks anyway.
By Ghostwriter
Ghostwriter15@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters as much as I want to own Squall.
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'What the hell was going on in the cafeteria just now?' Squall demanded. Irvine just sat there glaring at the wall angrily while Zell just twiddled his thumbs whilst occasionally glancing nervously at Irvine. They had sat there in silence for the past five hours with the exception of muttering on Irvine's part. Squalls patience was starting to wear thin.
'You start talking or no hotdogs for the rest of the week,' he ordered, pointing at Zell.
'What are you going to feed me then? The cafeteria only serves hotdogs,' Zell argued.
'You can always eat the baby food the Rinny bought when she thought she was pregnant,' Squall remarked dryly. 'We still have a lot left. I'm sure our friend here,' he nodded in the brooding marksman's direction, 'will join you on your new diet since he acted just like one back in the cafeteria.'
'That's unfair! He acted like one – not me!'
'Enough!' Squall roared as he held up three fingers, 'Three! Two! –'
'OKAY! Selph was acting really weird. She rubbed her toe against my leg during lunch. Then Irvine dragged me into the toilet and started to harass me. Then Seifer told us that Selphie was with Brad,' he blurted out. 'You know the rest.' The threat about no hotdogs is enough to make him do anything.
'What is she playing at?' Irvine growled. Squall looked at him, not bothering to cloak his amazement. Irvine always told him he, Commander Leonhart was a dense as a rain cloud when it comes to the affairs of the heart. Look who's talking now.
Squall started to laugh. He was roaring with laughter when Irvine looked at him severely. The look immediately made him sober up. 'My friend, she is trying to get you to be jealous,' he told him directly.
'Jealous?' Irvine looked at him blankly. 'Why would she do that?'
Squall mentally slapped himself mentally. 'Oh God. Lets see, when was the last time you told her you love her?' 'Err…' Irvine began, trying to recall something. Actually the truth was he never told her he loved her. No matter how he flirts, he never came outright to tell a girl he likes or loves her. But there was no way he was going to tell the two men.
'So long that you forgot?' Squall said, incredulously. 'Not like you will tell Rinoa that,' Irvine snapped back. 'Wrong, I just told her again last night,' Squall said, blushing faintly. 'I use to never tell her, until one day she told me she wanted to break up, When I asked her why, she said its because I never told her that I love her. So I promised I'll tell her that every single day.'
'But I thought she would understand,' Irvine argued. 'I mean, I call her Love, Sweetheart, Cutie and everything.' Zell snorted 'Don't you call every female in the Garden by those names?'
'And anyway, action speaks louder than words,' Irvine finished, glaring at Zell. Squall and Zell looked at each other and burst out laughing again. 'I don't normally laugh like this but what you have told me in the last ten minutes is way too much,' Squall said. 'Irvine, I'll give you a letter of recommendation to become a comedian if you ever decide to leave the garden,' he added solemnly.
'What's so funny?' Irvine asked, looking at them in bewilderment. Squall and Zell slapped their foreheads. 'You hit every girl you see, even when Selph is with you. Actually, Selph is basically giving you a taste of your own medicine,' Squall explained.
'And you did not take it as graciously as she did,' added Zell. 'Come on; look at how you reacted when you saw Selph with Brad breath.'
Irvine blushed slightly and tried to come up with a witty retort when a gong was heard. 'DINNER!' Zell yelled enthusiastically as he raced out of the office. 'Go and find Selphie and tell her you love her,' Squall advised Irvine. Irvine just sat there dumbly.
'And that's an order,' Squall said curtly. Irvine immediately stood up and saluted and left the office.
[That cowboy is so dense] Squall thought as he cracked up with laughter again. 'Honey, are you alright?' a soft but concerned voice reached his ears. He looked up and saw Rinoa walking up to him.
'Why are you laughing like that? You never laugh,' Rinoa said suspiciously. She touched his forehead, 'Are you running a temperature.'
'No, I'm fine. Do you know where Selphie is?' he asked.
'Oh, I saw her in a really sexy get up thirty minutes. She said she is going to out with Brad.'
Squall looked at her in horror before bolting out of his office.
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[Where can she be?] Irvine asked himself. [She's no where in the Garden.]
Then he heard his name being called from behind. He turned to see Squall running after him.
'Selphie went to town with Brad.' Squall said.
There was a cloud of dust and Irvine was gone.
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Selphie moved mechanically around with Brad practically glued onto her. He was whispering lewd words into her ear but she was not really paying attention. Instead her eyes were scanning the crowd for the familiar cowboy hat.
She stole a glance at her watch over Brad's shoulder. The screen read 10:45. She had waited the whole night with Brad breath and Irvine still had not shown up.
There weren't many happening places in town. So even if Irvine had to search the entire town, it wouldn't have taken him all night.
[Maybe he doesn't care after all] she thought sadly. The song ended and Selphie told Brad that she was tired and wants to get a drink. He smiled at her and said he will get it for her. He suggested she take a seat.
He returned with a glass of what looks like punch. Still wrapped in her own thoughts, she took a sip of the colored liquid. Deciding she quite like the taste, she drained the entire glass. Grinning, Brad offered her another.
After four glasses, her head begun to spin like a top. She had trouble seeing and couldn't walk in a straight line. 'Brad, I don't feel well. Can you take me back?' she asked her voice sounding weak to her ears.
The next thing she knew, she was being gently guided to the door. Brad helped her into the car and got in himself. The rocking motion of the car sent her to sleep.
She woke up when she felt hands on her waist. 'Irvy,' she mumbled, opening her eyes a little to see a blond trying to unzip her dress. 'What do you think you are doing, you jerk?' she demanded as she tried to struggle.
'Showing you what fun is, little girl,' Brad said snidely as he grabbed her wrist.
His mouth captured hers and bit her lips till she tasted blood. She struggled until she felt her wrist hit something. Still feeling weak, she slumped under Brad's weight. She cried Irvine's name and moaned as she felt hands under her shirt.
They were large and rough, not like Irvine's slender ones, smooth from his handling with steel. Irvine's touch was pleasing and pleasurable but this was hurting. She moaned even louder as the hands began to squeeze her breasts.
She had never had sex before and technically, she was still a virgin. Of course, Irvine made out with her very often and his hands often tend to wander.
She assumed she wasn't sexy enough for him. He never seemed to want her even when she practically voiced out her permission. He always withdrew at the last moment.
'Irvine, I'm sorry,' she whispered 'I really love you.'
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Irvine drove all around town looking for the missing couple. [No, they are not a couple] he amended. Suddenly, a familiar voice crying his name and sounds of moaning came through the speaker.
Recognizing Selphie's voice, Irvine nearly went ballistic. By Gods, what was he doing to her? If anything happened to Selphie, he is going to put a bullet into Brad's brain. And personally, Irvine thinks he doesn't have a brain if he dared mess with his girl!
He suddenly remembered that all SeeD cars have a chip in them, to enable more effective communication during mission. He immediately switched the panel on and located Brad's car. He cursed himself for forgetting that.
'Hang on, Selph,' he yelled into the night hair. 'I am coming!' as he drove madly towards his love.
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Sigh…romantic neh? Please review it…I mean, tell me how you think. I know…Squall is so OOC so is Irvine for the matter. In fact, this entire story is so OOC!!! Argh! tears at my hair btw, OOC stands for out of character. Squall laughing like a hyena is very OOC. I cannot imagine it…Grumbles
Lil Angel: Thanks. I think it's cute too. Personally, I always thought I was bad at humor.
Amanda: Well, here's more!
Anthena88: You really think so? Thank you so much!
Ying Rui: Inasmuch as I would like to be a writer, I doubt I write well enough to be a best selling author.
AMYANGEL: Of course. What makes guys think that we have limitless patience with them?
Witch Baby: Thank you for offering, but I don't think it is necessary. This is only a three part story, and the ending is approaching. But thanks anyway.