Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of its characters. I own very
little. I plan to take over the world though. Mwahaha! (Gets hit by a
rubber mallet) PAIN!
Author's Notes: Sorry if I took forever to put this up but my computer is down so I have to use my dad's PC. Stupid EEH!
-=-=- Chapter Five: Brainiac -=-=-
The rest of the day went fine not counting the fact that Amarant had slipped on a banana peel that Zell had thrown during lunch which caused a huge food fight. There were shouts, screams, catcalls and such but when a certain foreign language teacher came into the room silence overtook everyone. Many found this man uncanny in different ways. Cid Highwind was a man of many words, many words that no one could understand unfortunately.
Cloud had placed all his unneeded books into his locker and was on his way to the exit. He felt a tug on his shirt and turned to see Tifa playing with the fabric of her bag. "Hey Tifa. Needed something?"
The girl shook her head. "It's nothing. Thanks for hearing me out this morning." She looked up to face him and gave him a smile. "Let's just keep this quiet okay?" She asked as her head tilted slightly. All she received was a nod so she tried to think of something she could do to repay him. "Cloud, do you have anything planned today? How about I show you around the place. It's the least I could do."
Cloud gave it a thought. "Sure, why not? All we have is an essay and it isn't even due tomorrow." He turned to open the door before them. Looking back he noticed that Tifa seemed to be frozen in her tracks. "You coming?"
The girl snapped back to reality as she heard him. She saw him walking out before running to his side.
Before they could reach the sidewalk they heard a motorcycle rev up near them. They followed the sound to see it turn a corner. A skid was heard as it stopped before them. The rider turned to them and raised an eyebrow. He took his helmet off and grinned, "Ah. I see. You're both going out on the first day of classes. Not to mention on a school night too." A hand rested beneath his chin as he uttered the statement. "Smooth move Cloud."
Cloud was going to answer but Tifa spoke up before he could even open his mouth. "Riyuji! Quit doing that, will you?" She shouted to the boy. "Don't get any ideas I'm just showing Cloud around.
Riyuji waved a hand before their faces. "Sure thing. Whatever you say."
Cloud was too busy examining the bike to join in the conversation. "Whoa! Nice dirt bike man," he said as he began to circle it.
"Gift from my parents. I don't know why though. They just gave it for no reason actua-," Before Riyuji could say anything else a cellphone was heard ringing. He shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "What the hell? Why would the boss call me?" He clicked on the receive button and answered him. "What's up chief?" There was a short period of silence but it was broken immediately. "What! Now? Fine, fine. I'll be there in a jiff." He returned the gadget into his pocket and turned to his friends. "I'd join you if I could but duty calls."
"Who was that anyway?" asked Cloud.
"My boss. He says that Jus' is sick today and can't do his shift so I have to fill in." Tifa's jaw dropped when she heard the word 'boss'. Riyuji saw this and let out a chuckle. "You better close your mouth Tiff." He placed his finger under her chin and gave it a flick upward. "You never know when a fly is looking for a new home."
She closed her mouth and pointed a finger at him. "Y-you have a job?" she stuttered.
"I can't believe it either," said the cyclist.
"But you're so freaking rich! You don't need a job. You could have asked your parents for money." What she was saying was true. The guy was rich.
"That's the whole point."
"What?"
"I'll join you guys later. Pick me up at the new game store. It's about four blocks from here, in front of the arcades." Riyuji placed his helmet back on. "I'll explain afterward. See yaz!" With that he rode off.
Cloud turned back to Tifa and asked, "Exactly how rich is Riyuji?"
Tifa shook her head. "Extremely. I know he doesn't really like the fact of it though. It doesn't seem to be his calling as he says," she glanced as her new friend and gave off a snigger. "I mean look at him."
Cloud looked up to the sky and smiled. "You are right. He really doesn't seem to be the type." He gave a glance at his watch before her asked, "So are we still going anywhere?
-=-=-
Laguna fell onto the couch as soon as he reached home. He was exhausted because of the first day of classes. "I'm damn beat," he muttered with a sigh.
"Good afternoon father," came a soft voice from the door of the room. A young girl with long, hazel hair came into room and stood before Laguna. "I believe that I told you, more than once, to lay off the curse words," she said as she pushed her glasses up her nose.
Laguna had his head on the sofa's backrest, making him stare at the ceiling. He waved his hand before his daughter. "Yes, yes. I remember. You don't need to torture your old man any further. This has been the like, I dunno." He paused to retrace how many times this has been mentioned to him. "Eighth time?"
"You're a little off. It's the ninth time already." She had taken the jacket that was carelessly thrown onto the table and hung it by the door. "It was already confirmed today," she said as she took a seat across where her father was seated.
Laguna looked at her unfocusedly. "Huh? What was confirmed? I don't recall any." He trailed off as he looked at the girl. "Oh, I see." He couldn't believe he had already forgotten about it already. "Sorry. I'm just a little tired today."
She shook her head. "My fault. I shouldn't have asked you at a time such as this. I shall leave now. We can discuss this after dinner with mother and brother." She stood up and was about to take her leave. A hand shot up and grabbed her wrist. "Father?"
"It's okay. Would you mind if you call your brother for me. I need to have a chat with him." He sat back down on the couch and waited for his son.
"Will do," she said as she walked out of the room. She walked toward the stairs and gave a shout. "Squall! Dad is calling you. He must speak with you." There was no answer. "Squall, don't do this now. I'm in no mood to be playing around." Yet again, there was silence. She marched up the stairway, strode to his room and knocked irritably. "Squall!"
Squall had heard his sister banging on the door but decided to ignore her for a while. 'Who needs others if living in solitude is much more tranquil.' He had turned to face his wall before the door of his room swung open. "What do you want?" He asked his voice filled with venom.
"Father wants to speak with you for a moment." Her eyes seemed to be trailing him as she got out of his bed. She watched her brother walk past her and trudged down the stair. She followed him instantaneously, wanting to eavesdrop on the conversation that was about to commence.
Laguna looked the Squall leaned on the walls, arms placed across his chest. "It's been confirmed that you and your sister will be batch mates as of tomorrow. I'm just going to ask you straight." He leaned on his knees and gripped his hands over his mouth. "Could you show her around?"
"Psh. Whatever!" Squall waved his hand at his dad and started to walk away. "I'm not done yet," he heard from he behind. "What do you want?" he retorted.
Laguna stood from his seat, muttering something.
"I didn't catch that."
Laguna let out a sigh before repeating what he had just said. "Stay away from Sephiroth and his gang for the time being," he said as his arms crossed his chest I wouldn't want your sister to have an offensive attitude at the process."
Squall turned and swung a hand violently by his dad. "First you want me to show that kid around then you ask me to stay away from my only friends? You call yourself a dad?" He crossed his arms across his chest as he glared at his father.
"You should know better. You need a change of attitude!" Laguna didn't want anything to happen to either of his children. He shook his head wearily. "Let's meet halfway. As soon as she finds a few friends you could return to your friends. How does that sound as a compromise? " Laguna let out his hand.
Squall nodded and gave his father a shake. "Done."
Outside stood the young girl who eavesdropped during the whole discussion. "Sephiroth, eh? I have to remember that name." She adjusted her glasses and a light reflected on it causing it to shine. "Get ready for Faith Loire."
Author's Notes: Sorry if I took forever to put this up but my computer is down so I have to use my dad's PC. Stupid EEH!
-=-=- Chapter Five: Brainiac -=-=-
The rest of the day went fine not counting the fact that Amarant had slipped on a banana peel that Zell had thrown during lunch which caused a huge food fight. There were shouts, screams, catcalls and such but when a certain foreign language teacher came into the room silence overtook everyone. Many found this man uncanny in different ways. Cid Highwind was a man of many words, many words that no one could understand unfortunately.
Cloud had placed all his unneeded books into his locker and was on his way to the exit. He felt a tug on his shirt and turned to see Tifa playing with the fabric of her bag. "Hey Tifa. Needed something?"
The girl shook her head. "It's nothing. Thanks for hearing me out this morning." She looked up to face him and gave him a smile. "Let's just keep this quiet okay?" She asked as her head tilted slightly. All she received was a nod so she tried to think of something she could do to repay him. "Cloud, do you have anything planned today? How about I show you around the place. It's the least I could do."
Cloud gave it a thought. "Sure, why not? All we have is an essay and it isn't even due tomorrow." He turned to open the door before them. Looking back he noticed that Tifa seemed to be frozen in her tracks. "You coming?"
The girl snapped back to reality as she heard him. She saw him walking out before running to his side.
Before they could reach the sidewalk they heard a motorcycle rev up near them. They followed the sound to see it turn a corner. A skid was heard as it stopped before them. The rider turned to them and raised an eyebrow. He took his helmet off and grinned, "Ah. I see. You're both going out on the first day of classes. Not to mention on a school night too." A hand rested beneath his chin as he uttered the statement. "Smooth move Cloud."
Cloud was going to answer but Tifa spoke up before he could even open his mouth. "Riyuji! Quit doing that, will you?" She shouted to the boy. "Don't get any ideas I'm just showing Cloud around.
Riyuji waved a hand before their faces. "Sure thing. Whatever you say."
Cloud was too busy examining the bike to join in the conversation. "Whoa! Nice dirt bike man," he said as he began to circle it.
"Gift from my parents. I don't know why though. They just gave it for no reason actua-," Before Riyuji could say anything else a cellphone was heard ringing. He shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "What the hell? Why would the boss call me?" He clicked on the receive button and answered him. "What's up chief?" There was a short period of silence but it was broken immediately. "What! Now? Fine, fine. I'll be there in a jiff." He returned the gadget into his pocket and turned to his friends. "I'd join you if I could but duty calls."
"Who was that anyway?" asked Cloud.
"My boss. He says that Jus' is sick today and can't do his shift so I have to fill in." Tifa's jaw dropped when she heard the word 'boss'. Riyuji saw this and let out a chuckle. "You better close your mouth Tiff." He placed his finger under her chin and gave it a flick upward. "You never know when a fly is looking for a new home."
She closed her mouth and pointed a finger at him. "Y-you have a job?" she stuttered.
"I can't believe it either," said the cyclist.
"But you're so freaking rich! You don't need a job. You could have asked your parents for money." What she was saying was true. The guy was rich.
"That's the whole point."
"What?"
"I'll join you guys later. Pick me up at the new game store. It's about four blocks from here, in front of the arcades." Riyuji placed his helmet back on. "I'll explain afterward. See yaz!" With that he rode off.
Cloud turned back to Tifa and asked, "Exactly how rich is Riyuji?"
Tifa shook her head. "Extremely. I know he doesn't really like the fact of it though. It doesn't seem to be his calling as he says," she glanced as her new friend and gave off a snigger. "I mean look at him."
Cloud looked up to the sky and smiled. "You are right. He really doesn't seem to be the type." He gave a glance at his watch before her asked, "So are we still going anywhere?
-=-=-
Laguna fell onto the couch as soon as he reached home. He was exhausted because of the first day of classes. "I'm damn beat," he muttered with a sigh.
"Good afternoon father," came a soft voice from the door of the room. A young girl with long, hazel hair came into room and stood before Laguna. "I believe that I told you, more than once, to lay off the curse words," she said as she pushed her glasses up her nose.
Laguna had his head on the sofa's backrest, making him stare at the ceiling. He waved his hand before his daughter. "Yes, yes. I remember. You don't need to torture your old man any further. This has been the like, I dunno." He paused to retrace how many times this has been mentioned to him. "Eighth time?"
"You're a little off. It's the ninth time already." She had taken the jacket that was carelessly thrown onto the table and hung it by the door. "It was already confirmed today," she said as she took a seat across where her father was seated.
Laguna looked at her unfocusedly. "Huh? What was confirmed? I don't recall any." He trailed off as he looked at the girl. "Oh, I see." He couldn't believe he had already forgotten about it already. "Sorry. I'm just a little tired today."
She shook her head. "My fault. I shouldn't have asked you at a time such as this. I shall leave now. We can discuss this after dinner with mother and brother." She stood up and was about to take her leave. A hand shot up and grabbed her wrist. "Father?"
"It's okay. Would you mind if you call your brother for me. I need to have a chat with him." He sat back down on the couch and waited for his son.
"Will do," she said as she walked out of the room. She walked toward the stairs and gave a shout. "Squall! Dad is calling you. He must speak with you." There was no answer. "Squall, don't do this now. I'm in no mood to be playing around." Yet again, there was silence. She marched up the stairway, strode to his room and knocked irritably. "Squall!"
Squall had heard his sister banging on the door but decided to ignore her for a while. 'Who needs others if living in solitude is much more tranquil.' He had turned to face his wall before the door of his room swung open. "What do you want?" He asked his voice filled with venom.
"Father wants to speak with you for a moment." Her eyes seemed to be trailing him as she got out of his bed. She watched her brother walk past her and trudged down the stair. She followed him instantaneously, wanting to eavesdrop on the conversation that was about to commence.
Laguna looked the Squall leaned on the walls, arms placed across his chest. "It's been confirmed that you and your sister will be batch mates as of tomorrow. I'm just going to ask you straight." He leaned on his knees and gripped his hands over his mouth. "Could you show her around?"
"Psh. Whatever!" Squall waved his hand at his dad and started to walk away. "I'm not done yet," he heard from he behind. "What do you want?" he retorted.
Laguna stood from his seat, muttering something.
"I didn't catch that."
Laguna let out a sigh before repeating what he had just said. "Stay away from Sephiroth and his gang for the time being," he said as his arms crossed his chest I wouldn't want your sister to have an offensive attitude at the process."
Squall turned and swung a hand violently by his dad. "First you want me to show that kid around then you ask me to stay away from my only friends? You call yourself a dad?" He crossed his arms across his chest as he glared at his father.
"You should know better. You need a change of attitude!" Laguna didn't want anything to happen to either of his children. He shook his head wearily. "Let's meet halfway. As soon as she finds a few friends you could return to your friends. How does that sound as a compromise? " Laguna let out his hand.
Squall nodded and gave his father a shake. "Done."
Outside stood the young girl who eavesdropped during the whole discussion. "Sephiroth, eh? I have to remember that name." She adjusted her glasses and a light reflected on it causing it to shine. "Get ready for Faith Loire."