Chapter 9
Rinoa smiled content with her situation at the moment. She eyed the handsome cadet who fumbled with taking off his gunblade. He placed it near the side of the door, in his neatly ordered room. Rinoa, lay on the bed on a propped elbow, and studied the man who captured her heart and trust intently. He flicked back a stray strand of his smooth, free hair back with his gloved hand then looked up at her. Squall raised an eyebrow and questioned her, "Something amusing?"
"You," was the simple reply. She giggled, an action which she had not remembered doing for years before she met Squall.
"Want to know something more fascinating?" Squall smirked at her.
Rinoa squint her eyes, thinking. "Um…the fact I don't have to spend another week in the infirmary ward? That you're lucky to be with me?" She grinned. Rinoa was lucky that she had survived the attack from the plain monsters, as well as the enormous amount of blood she lost. If it hadn't been for Squall, she didn't know if she would have lived. It was strange for her to think that not only did Squall and she share a spiritual connection; they now shared a physical one. His blood, his life was running through her body, giving her strength and life. The doctor released her on the condition she would not participate in any strenuous activities for a few days. She also gave Rinoa a few vitamin supplements to replenish her body.
Squall laughed. "You sound more and more like me every day. What I was going to say was that you're helpless on the bed, and if I remember correctly I owe you a certain punishment for calling me 'MR. Leonhart.'"
Rinoa put her hands up in mock defense. "Oh no Squall! Anything but the punishment! I'll do anything!" Her eyes danced with mischief and playfulness.
Squall walked towards her, and sat on the bed besides her. He grinned again. "Anything?"
Rinoa realized his intentions too late. "Ah! I didn't mean…" she didn't finish her sentence as she was hypnotized by Squall's eyes. His beautiful and enchanting eyes that held so much pain she recognized in herself as well. He leaned closer to her, almost teasing her by taking so long to kiss her. "Squall…" she whispered as the love of her heart kissed her and stole her breath. His lips gently parted hers, kissing her, careful not to give in to his desires. Rinoa enjoyed the lingering, slow kisses, and knew the reason for Squall's hesitance to deepen the kiss. They had almost lost control the last time. She didn't care. Rinoa surprised Squall by darting her tongue into his mouth, teasing him as if this was a game. In a sense it was a game, between their bodies, and their willpower. They were tempting their inner passions. Squall wanted to wait, to make sure Rinoa was ready for more. He wanted to firmly establish that their relationship was about love, and not the physical pleasures. He wanted to make sure she knew that he could live with just being in her presence. He could talk for hours just to hear her soft breathing, and seeing her made him think there were really angels. She was an angel, his angel. Squall lifted his hand and caressed Rinoa's cheek as they continued kissing, sharing themselves once more. He pulled away from her, not daring to tempt his youth any longer. He had the strongest willpower of anyone he knew, but there was only so far before his willpower lost to his heart, his desires to be one with his angel.
Rinoa gazed into Squall's eyes and saw that he wanted to say so many beautiful things to her. She sat up and laid her head onto Squall's shoulder. He was so perfect in so many ways. "A sudden gust of wind you are Squall," she whispered into his ear, which was only a few inches a way from her lips. "You came into my life, and stole my heart before I even knew it was gone. You are…the best of thieves, my clever love."
He rubbed his smooth cheek against hers, and then realized she knew the meaning of his name. Squall pulled back a little from her. "How did you know what my name meant?" he looked at her curiously.
She smiled slyly. "You're not the only one studying someone else, best of cadets, undefeated in battle, most talented masters of Guardian Forces…"
Squall was taken back. "Wow, you did study me a lot. I wondered if it was a one way attraction, but I know the answer now." He winked at her.
Rinoa looked at him, curious. "What does a GF look like?"
Squall laughed good-naturally. "You know all that about me but don't know what a GF looks like? Ok, let me show you Shiva." Squall closed his eyes and bent his head down a little to concentrate summoning Shiva.
"Yes Master?"
"Would you please show yourself to meet a friend of mine Shiva?"
"As you wish." Rinoa gasped as the ice goddess appeared before Squall and her. Shiva was amazing, with her crystal ice eyes, surreal appearance. She seemed to have a blue aura surrounding her as she floated in mid air. She had blue and yellow streaks of ice-hair. She was beautiful beyond words. Rinoa didn't have to ask to know that Shiva was once a powerful being, probably a goddess. Shiva nodded towards Rinoa. Squall gazed at Rinoa, pleased that he was the first to show her a GF.
"Enough?" Squall asked Rinoa. She assented, still not able to speak from being in awe the magnificent GF. Squall eyed Shiva and spoke in his mind to return her to her otherworld dimension she existed in when not summoned. Rinoa yawned, and Squall realized how tired she must be. He lay her down gently and she motioned for him to lay besides her.
She closed her eyes and offered an explanation. "My teddy bear is in my other room so you'll have to be my Comfort for tonight."
Squall had no complaints about holding a beautiful woman in his arms. "Comfort? You named your bear Comfort?"
Rinoa mumbled sleepily, "It's not actually a bear…I don't know what else to call it though. It's a stuffed dog, and yes his name is Comfort. I've always wanted a dog…but I could never have one since my…Caraway is allergic to them." With that, she fell asleep. Squall got up to turn off the lights and took off his jacket and gloves. He left his black shirt on, and didn't bother changing his leather pants. He took off his boots quietly, as not to wake the sleeping beauty. He went back to her, tucking her in his bed, then following suit by getting under the covers as well. Squall pulled her back into his arms.
(Hmm…she likes dogs huh…Maybe I should…) Squall thought before closing his eyes. He stroked Rinoa's shimmering raven black hair, kissing the top of her head, and fell asleep.