Title- Intense Measures

~ I don't own FF8, but I do own my ideas and settings. Er...I don't own the asylum though. Ah well, please enjoy.~

Rated R For- Violence, language, slight suggestive themes, induced ill- minds and maybe slight yaoi

Author- BloodOfAngelsX.

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Chapter- Two

Title- I'm Not Real.

I see things. I can't touch them but I can see things, and they scare me enough that sometimes I can't even sleep. I am Squall Lionheart by the way, and I see things that are not really there. Illusionary people, animals and many other things. It's my first day here, I don't know anyone or care to know. But I need someone...anyone like me, who sees things that are not there.

~ Cafeteria ~

"You'll find people here that are sort of like you, but I warn you to stay away from Seifer. He's a rambunctious twenty-four year old with a fancy for sharp objects," a guard said to me as I entered the cafeteria.

I wandered to a round table in a secluded corner and set my tray down on it. A round piece of meat to go with my round table and weird looking potatoes, if it was that. I looked around to find anyone with any interest in knowing who I was, but some were too busy talking to people or to themselves. I spotted a girl with crimson red hair and brown eyes walking over to a table, another girl sat there. She had short blonde hair and bluish gray eyes, the white jumper only made her look frail and secret in her world. A young man sat by them, and as I could tell, was bothering the crimson haired girl enough that she stood up and knocked her chair over. She looked over at me and I quickly looked away, as if she'd believe I wasn't watching her. I heard footsteps stop right in front of me, the smell of a perfume wafted into my nose. "Excuse me, but are you new around here?" inquired a slightly dark tone.

I looked up and the crimson haired girl stood there, hands on hips and a smile playing across her lips. She was beautiful and I thought I was having yet another illusion. "Yes, I'm new here," I replied quietly.

I felt stupid at my own weak voice, but the girl sat down across from me and propped her chin with a fist. "What's your name?"

"Squall, yours?"

"My name is Ridel, I'm not usually nice to newcomers but you looked a little down in the breeches."

I smiled at her comment. "Thank you for actually talking to me....who are your friends?"

"Oh, they are only patients here...not really to be called friends. But the girl is Renee and the stupid dumbass is Seifer. You should stay away from that bastard if you know what's good for you too. What are you in for anyways?"

"I see illusions. Why are you here?"

Ridel seemed to lose interest in me after I had told her what I see, she was biting her bottom lip and checking her nails. Her reply came out of nowhere. "I see demons."

"Demons?! You mean...spirits of those who hate people?"

"Sure, why not call them that. I call them assholes without lives," she said with a ring of disgust evident in her voice.

I smirked. "Well, illusions aren't much better you know. They come every now and then and bug the hell out of you."

"Well, it was nice talking to you Squall...but time is short and I must catch up on my time. See you later," she said with a smile.

Ridel left my table and I stood, leaving my tray on the round table and headed after her. We went by the two people she was with before and the one called Seifer stuck his foot out. I had little time to react as I tripped over his foot and landed hard on the concrete floor, busting my head pretty good on the ground. Incredible pain shot through me and I cried out. I felt someone by my side, pressing their hand on my forehead and shushing my screams. I opened my eyes and saw Ridel kneeling beside me, then guards came and pushed her out of the way.

~ Rehabilation Room ~

"Oh good...you're awake," a nurse said as I opened my eyes.

I looked around, disorientated enough that I couldn't remember my problems. "W-w-where am I?" I croaked.

"Oh, just recovering from a bad fall. You're going to be fine, we just had to stitch you up. You've been here for two nights and Ridel came to visit last night. She was in for only ten minutes but she hoped you to get well."

I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, I coughed when I remembered the pain I felt when I had fell on the concrete ground. "Oh, and you can go to your dorm tonight. You'll be dorming with a young man named Ravin, he'll be here around midnight so get some rest," the nurse advised and left the room for me to sleep.

Only a few moments later did a young man step into the room. His appearence made me look at him twice, he was tall with dark wavy hair. Long bangs hung loosely on the sides of his face and eyes of light blue stood out against the short wavy hair. He smirked as he walked over and sat down in a chair next to my bed. "I heard of your fall," he whispered.

I soon realized that's how low he talked. "Oh...it was nothing really," I replied with my own smile.

He reached over and touched the bandage on my forehead, I winced at the soon returning throb. Ravin took back his hand and frowned. "Seifer tripped you, eh? Tsk, what an asshole. But anyways, I should introduce myself. My name is Ravin Smith, my so called problem is seeing zombies and another so called problem is having an obsession with blood. But don't let all that scare you or anything, I'm a pretty nice guy if you get to know me."

I nodded slightly and tried to block out the pain in my head. " My problems are actually getting myself together...but other than that I see illusions. My name is Squall Lionheart...I think I befriended a girl named Ridel also."

"Ridel, eh? She's a looker isn't she? Well, I don't take too well to her myself. Anyways, I should show you to your dorm room that you will be..heh, an unlucky chap to share with me," Ravin said with a mischeavous smirk as he stood.

I sat up and slid out of the bed, Ravin slid his hand around my waist and helped me walk. Later on I would take kindly to his generousity.

~ The Dorm ~

Ravin opened the door and helped me inside the room. It was small and white, two beds lined the two walls and a sink was way in the back. I actually felt comfortable in these small spaces, I felt at home because those bastards I had lived with closed me into tight spots like these. "I hope you like the dorm, I myself haven't had the time to clean up my side and I should be getting to work. You hungry?" Ravin inquired as he set me down on my bed.

I sat there with a daydream expression it might have seemed, because all I heard from his mouth was slurred. I looked around and found the faint stains of blood of the walls and sink. My eyesight isn't that good so I think the blood stains were brighter than what I saw. "You have an obsession with blood alright," I muttered under my breath.

"You think so...just like all the others. Why can't we fall into our drone parts of our brains and stop worrying about shit like that. No one cares about no one, and I don't intend on letting anyone care about what I do with my damn self," Ravin grumbled with his teeth gritting together.

He stormed out of the room and slammed the metallic door shut, the faint ringing spread through my already aching ears. "You think he's angry?" a feminen voice inquired.

I looked up and a young girl stood before me, long dark hair covering her bare chest and a long skirt around her hips. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head viciously. "You're not real! Go away!" I cried.

"But you've been saying that every time I've come...but I'm never really gone. You need someone to talk to, I know you do."

I looked at the girl and jumped up, which made me very woosy and disoriented. "Go....away.....yo.."

I collapsed onto the ground, my body was numb and my palms were sweaty. I spotted a knife under Ravin's bed and reached for it, summoning all my strength in my lower half to move. "Don't do it, Squall. You'll regret spreading your blood...wasting precious energy," the girl said and nelt beside me.

Her image changed to Ridel's and I blinked, my hands trembled and I felt myself think about what she actually looked like. I shook my head and grabbed the knife, brought it to my wrist and slid it down along my arm. The pain spread through me like a poison, hitting the dulling pain and making it throb once again. Blood seemed to gush from my self inflicted wound, spreading on the white ground and covering my white clothes. But I soon began to laugh, laugh at this pain. Maybe I was going crazy but it felt good to cut myself, the illusion was gone and the head pain was replaced with arm pain. "Is this how it's supposed to feel?" I asked no one in particular but myself.

I held my arm as it bleed, enjoying what time I had before someone would see me bleeding. I awaited Ravin's arrival, or even the guards arrival. My pants were stained, my shirt was slowly becoming useless because of the blood and my heart was racing with questions. Why are you doing this? You're bleeding, why? It hurts, why are you hurting me?

Those questions could only go unanswered, my mind was now sleeping and another part of my brain was awakening. My whole body stopped trembling, my mind didn't ask questions and my arm seemed to stop hurting. Everything painful had shutdown, now I was inside my insane origin. I was myself, no one else. I was not Squall, but myself. "...egh....ugh....mgh...," I murmered with drool sliding down the side of my chin.

I grinned, allowing more saliva to slide over my bottom lip. I heard the door open but paid no mind to it, it was nobody that important. "Squall!" Ravin cried out and nelt down to pick the knife up.

He pulled me to my feet and I snapped back into reality, the pain soon surged into my brain and I collapsed without his hand. Ravin nelt beside me and tore his shirt, showing muscular abdominal muscles and chest. He wrapped the cloth around my arm and tied it tight, he didn't even look at me when I looked at him through now teary eyes. "I....I'm sorry," I muttered as I blinked back the tears.

Ravin's face was right next to mine and when he looked at me it seemed as if our faces could have hit each other. "It's fine...what happened to you?" he inquired worridly.

I gazed into his lovely eyes and shook away a thought. "I had an illusion...I kind of went insane and took your knife.."

Ravin nodded, his face still so close to mine that I just wanted to reach out and touch him. I didn't care how he would take it, i just wanted to feel his skin. I bit my bottom lip, chewing anxiously on it. I had no idea if he was that way or not, but he didn't seem too interested in any girls. "Ravin...," I whispered.

"Yeah? What is it?" he inquired as he finished with the bandage.

I leaned more but then bit my lip hard, drawing blood and grimicing at the now slight pain. Ravin looked at me, reached over and slid his finger over my bottom lip. A smile grew on his lips and he leaned forward, his lips meeting mine and his hand slowly sliding to the back of my neck. This was my first real kiss, as I might say. He broke the kiss and stood up slowly. "I'm going to get something to eat, I'll be back," he said silently and slipped out the door.

I sat there in awe, but a smile soon grew on my face and I got up to stand. I sat down on my bed and fell back, but not without hitting my head on the wall first and crying out in agony. But the pain soon came to my unbelievable fit of giggles. I'm gay, I can finally say that I'm gay. And I may have found someone with the same interest as I.

To Be Continued. ~I hope you Squall fans do not get offended, I didn't really like writing the whole kissy kissy part but I don't have that many girls for the guys to hook up with...if they actually do. And in my mind Ravin and Squall make a real cute couple even though Ravin is sixteen and Squall is nineteen. Oh, I should write the ages...even when you know Seifer's age. Zell is twenty, Quistis is nineteen, Ridel(I think I said she was seventeen) and Renee is seventeen. Now you know. And I hope you like Seifer's chapter.