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~My Song to You~
Chapter Two:
Leaving









After several mintues of staring at the glass particles scattered on her desk and carpet, she realized she had to do something about it. She slowly stood up from her bed and made her way towards the shattered glass as she beant down to pick up the pieces carefully.

I'm scared....I don't know why, but I'm scared...I don't want to be scared.
She felt like crying, but at the same time, no tears would form and spill over her pale cheeks.

"Ouch!" She cried out in alarm as one of the pieces cut into her finger.

Blood started oozing out of the cut, it slowly dripped over her finger and dropped onto the piece of glass she had dropped. Rinoa watched, her eyes transfixed as her own blood hit the glass and dissolved it into thin air.

She fell back in shock just as she heard a soft knocking at her door.

"Rin? Are you there?"

It was Squall, she could recognize that voice from ten miles away.

"Rinoa?" His voice was more urgent this time.

"Coming!!" Rinoa managed to call back as she pushed herself off the ground, her blue duster brushing on the carpet.

She turned the knob and opened the door. "Hi!" She said cheerfully.

"Hey," Squall replied, a small smile on his lips.

Rinoa sighed, she could stare at Squall's smile for hours on end...and she knew he only smiled for her, which made her feel so special inside.

"What's wrong?" Squall asked quickly, his smile fading.

"Oh nothing," Rinoa stood on her tip toes and planted a peck on his cheek. "Why'd you come here?"

Squall picked Rinoa up in his arms which made Rinoa give out a cry of surprise. "Squall!! What are you doing?!

"It's lunch time." He answered in a plain voice.

"I can walk silly." Rinoa giggled, but she loved being carried by Squall's arms.

Squall ignored her comment and hurried down the hallways of garden towards the cafeteria. Rinoa giggled at the looks people were giving them, but she loved when Squall had these sudden outbursts to show affection.

"Whoo! Go Commander Leonhart!!"

Rinoa could tell Squall was turning a bit pink by that comment and she couldn't help but think he was ridiculously cute at the moment.

Drip...drip...drip... She turned slightly pale at the sudden reminder of the shattered glass still scattered about in her room...the water dripping slowly down...

"Rin?"

"Hm?" That was when she noticed Squall had placed her down on her feet and they were standing outside of the cafeteria doors.

Squall looked at her, "...Are you hiding something from me?"

Rinoa glanced at his icy eyes, full of questions..."I was thinking...how cute you looked." Rinoa teased and skipped into the cafeteria before he could say another word.





"I am getting so tired of grilled cheese sandwiches," Selphie complained as she bit into one.

"That's why I eat hotdogs, you can never get enough!!"

Quistis rolled her sapphire eyes, "You sound like a commercial guy."

The group laughed.

"Oh!! Look at Irvine!!" Selphie suddenly cried in delight as she pointed at the slightly embarrassed person coming up to their table.

Rinoa tried to hide her giggles, along with Quistis as Zell brust into a laughing fit. "Oh my god Irvine!!"

"Just shut up," Irvine groaned as he sat down beside Selphie. "Happy now?"

Selphie smiled brightly, "Of course! You look great in that hat!!"

"I know." Irvine mumbled.

On top of Irvine's head, instead of his usual cow boy hat, was a straw hat with a big rim and three colorful feathers came out from the side.

Squall just grunted, but they could all tell he was going to laugh any second, and finally a chuckle escaped his lips. "Good job Selphie."

Rinoa picked up her fork to eat her salad when she felt slightly queezy and...not herself. She felt like she wasn't intact with her body when suddenly her eyes darted to the knife by Quistis' plate and it shot up in mid air at Squall.

"Shit!" Squall blocked the flying knife with his gloved hand and winced.

"Oh my god..." Quistis blinked and Selphie just yelped in surprised.

Everyone in the cafeteria turned their eyes to them with curiousity.

"There's nothing to look at over here," Irvine yelled and everyone quickly turned away.

Rinoa, stunned at what had happened, quickly turned to Squall and took his hand gently. "Oh my gosh...Squall..." Her voice was shaky as she took off his glove to reveal a slightly deep cut on the back of his hand.

"It's ok Rinoa..." Squall grumbled as he took his hand from her's. "The thing is...how the hell did that happen?"

Everyone fell silent, and Rinoa casted her eyes to the floor. I...I did it...didn't I?




I need to get away from here...I have to..something's wrong with me. I know it. I'm a sorceress, and what I fear most is happening...I'm loosing control...I can't put a gip on it anymore...

An image of Squall's bloody hand flashed through her mind as she quickly stuffed her clothing into a small suitcase. This time...it was only the hand...who knows what could happen later...Rinoa tried to think of something more appealing but her thoughts kept on wandering back to Squall's wounded hand.

Angelo came walking up to her leg and nudged it softly. She stared at the dog softly with affection and knelt down to scratch the back of its ear. "Oh Angelo...we're going to leave Garden and go somewhere that will be safe for me and for everyone..."

The dog lifted his head, as if he understood and gave a soft whine. "It's ok Angelo...we'll still have each other..." Rinoa replied softly as she shut her suitcase and stared at her dorm fondly.

Squall....Her eyes brimmed with fresh warm tears. Squall. The hardest thing for her to leave behind. I'm sorry...
One hand found its way up to her necklace, with the two rings hanging together lightly on the chain. She unhooked the silver chain from her neck and slowly took out Griever and placed it on top of her desk with a pearly white feather beside it.

She stood up and pulled the suitcase along with her with Angelo following close behind as she left her dorm without a sound.

And if she were to look back, she would have noticed that the feather had blown off from her desk from the wind of her open window. And onto the carpet of glass...the pearly white fibres of the feather...stained with crimson blood.



Where am I going to go? I don't know...I'll just keep on wandering the world? ...I wonder if I'll ever find another place where I can call home.

Should I go back to Caraway? No..he would wonder of my sudden appearance...yet he would care. He would welcome me back...and then I would have a place where I could call home. But..I could never really get along with Caraway that well..do I really want to go back to that place I had ran from so many years ago?

Mother...how I wish you were still here with me. Those times we sat at the piano together, while I watched your fingers dance over the keys...playing wonderful notes and pieces...I would have my eyes on you, and you would have your eyes on me, with a warm smile.

To go back to the mansion...feels a bit like going back to the past. There's so many memories back there, all wonderful mostly...yet painful now to think of...

Squall...will you hate me now? Now that I've left you without another word? But really, I love you...but I'm scared. I'm scared I'll hurt you, and hurt everyone...and then you'll be against me.

Me...and the world. Me. Is alone. The world...is everyone.

But if that happens...I would want to die from the tip of your gunblade...no one else's...oh Squall...it's all so complicated.

I just wish none of this could have happened. I just want to be with you...and we could buy a little house away from all the comotion...be wedded...start a family...but that's just my fantasy. It's hard to think it will ever come true, now that this is all happening.

Will you move on Squall? I would be happy if you did...but...I would still be waiting for you...? Yes, I would. Although I know we can't be...

I'll be waiting...

For a chance that I can be with you, truly.