Separated Hearts
R.J. pulled up his Katana, the Ultima Buster, and blocked Squall's Gunblade. The two were training in the Third District, even though everyone else had gone to bed. "Firaga!" yelled Squall, and shot a ball of fire at R.J. He tried to dodge it but it hit him, knocking him back into the wall. Squall walked over to his brother, and put out a hand to help pull him up.
"Thanks," said R.J., and then spun around, trying to slash Squall in the side. Squall blocked the Ultima Buster with his Gunblade.
"You seem distracted tonight," said Squall. "Rough Divide!" he yelled, and jumped up, bringing his Gunblade down toward R.J. The younger boy rolled to the side.
"I suppose. Just thinking I guess. My mouth, err, slipped a bit." R.J. said, and leaped over Squall, stabbing toward his back. Squall pushed the blade to the side.
"Ahh," he said. "You told her your feelings?"
"Yes," said R.J., and then he yelled, "Thundaga!" Squall deflected the lightning bolts with his Gunblade.
"Well kiddo, I'm not expert when it comes to love, but I can tell you my own experiences." R.J. snickered.
"You're love life?" Squall nodded.
"That's what I said. What's so funny?" R.J. was laughing.
"You just don't seem like the most romantic person in the world."
"Well neither does a chicken wuss like yourself."
"Hey!" said R.J. as he swung at Squall. "I resent that!"
"Whatever. Anyway what did you think me and Yuffie were, just friends?"
"Well actually I did."
"Well then I suppose that you didn't notice that we shared the same room?"
"Well, um, I didn't notice!" said R.J., trying to cover up for his own stupidity. "Hey, wait a minute," he said, thinking. "If you two share the same room, and there's only one bed in each room." R.J. shuddered, thinking of what the two did in bed. Squall smirked.
"What dear brother? Is it so hard to imagine a hot guy like me and a hot girl like Yuffie in a room all alone together-" R.J. cut him off.
"Please Squall, I don't need details."
"Why what's that supposed to mean?" asked Squall sarcastically. "You didn't even know what I was going to say."
"Maybe not, but I had a good enough idea. I think that I'll go back to the hotel now."
"Fine," said Squall. "Tomorrow we can practice that new move." R.J. nodded.
"Sure. Oh, and Squall?"
"Yeah?" said Squall. R.J. turned around.
"Firaga!" he yelled, and a ball of fire hit Squall. "There's a taste of your own medicine."
A/N Sorry that this was a short chapter. But don't worry. I'll only have one or two more short chapters and then the next will be longer. Oh, and to black-magician-girl: Why not Kuja?
R.J. pulled up his Katana, the Ultima Buster, and blocked Squall's Gunblade. The two were training in the Third District, even though everyone else had gone to bed. "Firaga!" yelled Squall, and shot a ball of fire at R.J. He tried to dodge it but it hit him, knocking him back into the wall. Squall walked over to his brother, and put out a hand to help pull him up.
"Thanks," said R.J., and then spun around, trying to slash Squall in the side. Squall blocked the Ultima Buster with his Gunblade.
"You seem distracted tonight," said Squall. "Rough Divide!" he yelled, and jumped up, bringing his Gunblade down toward R.J. The younger boy rolled to the side.
"I suppose. Just thinking I guess. My mouth, err, slipped a bit." R.J. said, and leaped over Squall, stabbing toward his back. Squall pushed the blade to the side.
"Ahh," he said. "You told her your feelings?"
"Yes," said R.J., and then he yelled, "Thundaga!" Squall deflected the lightning bolts with his Gunblade.
"Well kiddo, I'm not expert when it comes to love, but I can tell you my own experiences." R.J. snickered.
"You're love life?" Squall nodded.
"That's what I said. What's so funny?" R.J. was laughing.
"You just don't seem like the most romantic person in the world."
"Well neither does a chicken wuss like yourself."
"Hey!" said R.J. as he swung at Squall. "I resent that!"
"Whatever. Anyway what did you think me and Yuffie were, just friends?"
"Well actually I did."
"Well then I suppose that you didn't notice that we shared the same room?"
"Well, um, I didn't notice!" said R.J., trying to cover up for his own stupidity. "Hey, wait a minute," he said, thinking. "If you two share the same room, and there's only one bed in each room." R.J. shuddered, thinking of what the two did in bed. Squall smirked.
"What dear brother? Is it so hard to imagine a hot guy like me and a hot girl like Yuffie in a room all alone together-" R.J. cut him off.
"Please Squall, I don't need details."
"Why what's that supposed to mean?" asked Squall sarcastically. "You didn't even know what I was going to say."
"Maybe not, but I had a good enough idea. I think that I'll go back to the hotel now."
"Fine," said Squall. "Tomorrow we can practice that new move." R.J. nodded.
"Sure. Oh, and Squall?"
"Yeah?" said Squall. R.J. turned around.
"Firaga!" he yelled, and a ball of fire hit Squall. "There's a taste of your own medicine."
A/N Sorry that this was a short chapter. But don't worry. I'll only have one or two more short chapters and then the next will be longer. Oh, and to black-magician-girl: Why not Kuja?