Disclaimer: I don't own FFVIII ok? Wish I did though.
The Forest Owls Prologue
Squall blinked. He had just woken up in his dorm room, only to find that he hadn't taken his clothes off before going to sleep. That in itself would not have been unusual six months or so ago, back before they defeated Ultimecia, but it was now. What was unusual was that Rinoa, his fiancée, was in bed with him (not in her own room) and she was fully dressed too.
Squall nudged Rinoa gently. She murmured in her sleep and snuggled closer but refused to wake up. Sighing, Squall decided to resort to a technique he'd half heard (well, he hadn't really been paying attention) Irvine bragging about but so far Squall had ignored his somewhat dubious advice - he kissed her. She did wake up, but only after wrapping herself round him like a vine, by which time Squall wasn't entirely sure getting out of bed was a good idea.
"Ahem," coughed someone.
Squall broke the kiss and glanced down the length of the bed towards the doorway. Irvine and Quistis were peeking around the door - well, Quisty was peeking; Irvine was just leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his face and amusement in his eyes. Squall knew he'd never live this down, and that he'd probably spend the rest of the day trying to stop Irvine sharing 'conquest' stories with him.
"What are you guys doing in my room?" frowned Squall, a deep slash of red highlighting his cheekbones.
"I.er.was looking for Rinoa," said Quistis "Headmaster Cid wants to see her in his office." Cid's office had been moved to the basement level now that the bridge was blocking his old one. They'd taken the Garden to FH to get windows and things put in to make it more comfortable.
"What about you?" said Squall as he turned his attention upon the still smirking Irvine. Squall felt Rinoa's breath upon the back of his neck and her arms slipping around his waist.
"Hey, I'm here for the same reason, more or less, only I was looking for the Commander, not his fiancée. I figure there's a new mission going down." said Irvine. He flicked the brim of his hat and winked at Squall. "This could be our last chance to enjoy ourselves for a while." He grinned at Rinoa. Quistis grabbed Irvine's arm and dragged him out the door. Squall could hear her lecturing him in the corridor even after she'd shut the door. He glanced at Rinoa, to find her laughing at Irvine's last remark and Quisty's subsequent behaviour. She looked up of him and Squall stopped breathing. As his brain switched off, his last thought was that maybe he ought to take Irvine's advice more often.
Author's Note: Don't worry, the plot appears in the next chapter. It's just that I'm writing this as an insomnia cure in a note book and I thought it would be easier to type the next bit up as a separate chapter. Please review.
The Forest Owls Prologue
Squall blinked. He had just woken up in his dorm room, only to find that he hadn't taken his clothes off before going to sleep. That in itself would not have been unusual six months or so ago, back before they defeated Ultimecia, but it was now. What was unusual was that Rinoa, his fiancée, was in bed with him (not in her own room) and she was fully dressed too.
Squall nudged Rinoa gently. She murmured in her sleep and snuggled closer but refused to wake up. Sighing, Squall decided to resort to a technique he'd half heard (well, he hadn't really been paying attention) Irvine bragging about but so far Squall had ignored his somewhat dubious advice - he kissed her. She did wake up, but only after wrapping herself round him like a vine, by which time Squall wasn't entirely sure getting out of bed was a good idea.
"Ahem," coughed someone.
Squall broke the kiss and glanced down the length of the bed towards the doorway. Irvine and Quistis were peeking around the door - well, Quisty was peeking; Irvine was just leaning against the doorframe with a smirk on his face and amusement in his eyes. Squall knew he'd never live this down, and that he'd probably spend the rest of the day trying to stop Irvine sharing 'conquest' stories with him.
"What are you guys doing in my room?" frowned Squall, a deep slash of red highlighting his cheekbones.
"I.er.was looking for Rinoa," said Quistis "Headmaster Cid wants to see her in his office." Cid's office had been moved to the basement level now that the bridge was blocking his old one. They'd taken the Garden to FH to get windows and things put in to make it more comfortable.
"What about you?" said Squall as he turned his attention upon the still smirking Irvine. Squall felt Rinoa's breath upon the back of his neck and her arms slipping around his waist.
"Hey, I'm here for the same reason, more or less, only I was looking for the Commander, not his fiancée. I figure there's a new mission going down." said Irvine. He flicked the brim of his hat and winked at Squall. "This could be our last chance to enjoy ourselves for a while." He grinned at Rinoa. Quistis grabbed Irvine's arm and dragged him out the door. Squall could hear her lecturing him in the corridor even after she'd shut the door. He glanced at Rinoa, to find her laughing at Irvine's last remark and Quisty's subsequent behaviour. She looked up of him and Squall stopped breathing. As his brain switched off, his last thought was that maybe he ought to take Irvine's advice more often.
Author's Note: Don't worry, the plot appears in the next chapter. It's just that I'm writing this as an insomnia cure in a note book and I thought it would be easier to type the next bit up as a separate chapter. Please review.