The Potion
Chp. 3
Happily Ever After?

A/N: Ah, chapter 3. Either one or two more chapters, then that's prolly the end... unless ppl want me to keep it going! heh. Characters © Squaresoft!

Squall looked down at his watch. It had been almost and hour on the elevator. Not that he was complaining, but it had been a really long tome. He felt Quistis move, from where she had fallen asleep under his arm. Maybe it was the potion, and it was wearing off, he thought to himself. She looked so content in her sleep, he realized. Maybe it was the fact she had re-recieved her instructors licsense, or maybe it was the fact they were together. He felt her move again, and realized she was awake.

"Morning, Commander Leonhart." she said, with a little smirk.

"First of all, it's not morning. Second of all, don't call me Commander, you know I hate it." he said.

"I know. That's why I do it." she said, with a grin. He smiled, in spite of himself, and cuddled her closer. She smiled again. "Remind me to call you Commander more often."

"Funny. Just soooo funny. Remember... payback's a bitch." Squall said, and began tickling her mercilessly. She laughed, and began tickiling him with no luck. "Not ticklish." Squall said, and knocked them to the floor. They were both laughing uncontrollably, and Quistis found it odd the way Squall was acting. He didn't laugh and smile like this usually, but, that was just his exterior. She smiled at how he had finally warmed up to her, and wrapped her arms around him as soon as he stopped tickling her. He looked down at her with a smile, and hugged her close. She put her head on his chest, and got even closer to him.

"This is nice." Quistis moved a little, to get even more comfortable.

"We have to get out of here, sooner or later." Squall responded.

"Not nice, huh?"

"Nice. Very nice. But..." Squall began.

"I know. But let's just stay here a little longer."

"Okay." he said, and rested his chin on the top of her head. They stayed like that for a while, until Squall stood and pressed the button that told the elevator to resume going. Quistis stood as well, and leaned on one of his muscular arms. Finally, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened. They weren't expecting the angry mob on the stairs.