Chapter SEVEN: Fantasies Invisible To Me: Where Yearnings Are Born

WARNING::: Prepare for the most superest freakiest ride of your life in this chapter! Yaoi, SeiferxRinoa, melting people, incest, Squall having a 'good' relationship with his dad (Squall knows who is dad is in this), Quistis returns mysteriously and begins to make advances on Squall, giant teddy bears, and to top it all off... he's fifteen again. Have Fun!

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"Squall!" Selphie cried as she entered the arcade, gasping for air. Squall was playing Time Crisis 3 and was doing remarkably well for his first time.

"What?" He asked, seeming preoccupied.

"Rinoa's missing!" She exclaimed in one quick shot of breath. Squall's grip on the handle of his gun went limp and it dropped but the cord saved it from the floor and it smacked against the machine.

"She's what?" He asked, grabbing Selphie's shoulders, desperate for more answers.

"I can't find her!" She said, regaining her normal pace of breathing.

"Are you sure? Have you looked everywhere?" He asked, his eyes stricken with worry.

"Maybe not everywhere but... ALOT of places." She confessed, worry filling her emotions.

"She's got to be here. She couldn't have gone to Galbadia Garden alone, right?" He asked. He let go of Selphie steadily and raked a hand through his hair, nervous, worried and afraid. "Ahh... shit." He cursed and ran out of the arcade, leaving Selphie and Zell behind.

"Where is he going?" Zell asked from behind her, holding an arm full of prizes he had just won.

"To find Rinoa." Selphie answered, still watching the disappearing Squall.

"What? Is she lost or something?" He asked.

"That's what you do when someone's lost... you find them." She told him as if it was all to simple...

"Rinoa!" Squall called down another alley way. He was searching high and low for her, under every box, inside every trash can, down every alley, every nook and cranny. He couldn't find her. "Dammit Rin. Where did you go?" He asked to no one in particular as if he would receive a sign... he did. A little giggle of laughter echoed down the street from another alley way. Squall could have recognized the giggle anywhere, it was Rinoa's.

The giggle continued, a bit louder as Squall neared the source. He stopped at an alley way and looked down, hope filling him to the breaking point. His hope was lost as all he found was a girl turned away from him. Her hair was cut short and a shawl was tied around her neck and the excess of the shawl billowing about her. She continued her giggle.

"Excuse me." Squall began. "Have you seen-" He was about to describe just what Rinoa looked like but the girl interrupted him.

"You want to see her?" She asked as she turned to him with piercing blue eyes and a pure smile. "You want to see the Lady Continent?" She asked.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Squall asked, becoming frustrated with this psycho babble.

"You want to be with her?" She asked.

"Who? Rinoa? You know who I'm looking for!?" He asked, surprised and delighted as he took a few steps for her.

"Rinoa." The girl repeated as Squall continued to advance forward.

"Yes! Where is she?" He asked, now desperate.

"Do you want to be with her?" She asked. The question struck him as odd. A total stranger asking him this question.

"Of course I do!" He yelled, almost like he was scolding her. At that moment it was almost as if time stopped. The distant voices of crowds stopped, the clouds above moved no more, and the wind, once strong and powerful, now lay dormant. Squall looked about quizzically but focused his attention back to the girl as she raised an arm above her head, opened her mouth and sang.

The song was different then most. This song was dark and quite plain. She continued to sing for minutes on end, taking no stops to catch a breath or two.

"What are you doing!?" He asked, becoming scared and paranoid of what was going on around him. As if on cue she stopped.

"I'll be there... so if you come... you'll find me... I promise." She said in Rinoa's voice. He sucked in a deep breath as the ground below him disappeared leaving a white disc in its place that surrounded the girl in a large radius. He slowly began to sink into the ground. He tried to pull his legs free and called for help but there was none. The silence answered his plea. He reached for the outer areas, unaffected by the ring of white but could not reach them. He continued to struggle even as the whiteness was about to engulf his head. He reached up a hand as his face fell into the white purity and soon his hand was gone to....

Squall opened his eyes and found himself in Esther city in the shopping area. He looked about suspiciously. He hadn't seen this place in two years. He looked about at all the people. They were like gray generic shapes, children, men and women easily distinguishable. Not only were the people freakishly colored, the setting was odd as well... The normally perfect blue sky was now gray... the colorful ground, gray... the colorful city, gray. Everything was gray. He looked down to his hands, he was the only one with a color that differed from the gray. He looked about and found yet another person who stood out because of their color differentiation.

It was a girl. She was leaning over the counter of a popcorn stand. The gray generic man smiled at her and handed her the popcorn. She gave him the money and trotted for Squall. She looked up to him and smiled. It was Rinoa... not the Rinoa he knew though. She looked younger, different... it was her, only two years younger. She was fifteen.

"Squall, did you want any?" She asked him, holding the gray bag of popcorn to him. He shook his head, a bit wavering. "Suit yourself." She said with a shrug. "Hey, where did Seifer go?" She asked, looking about the area of crowded gray people. She looked to him. "Do you know where he went?" She asked, a frown appearing.

"No." He finally answered. His breathing began to quicken, nervous about just what the hell was going on.

"He was just here a moment ago." She whispered as she scratched her chin thoughtfully. "It's amazing to think after all the time we got to know him we still can't figure him out!" She said with a shake of her head. Squall just nodded vaguely.

'All the time we've known him?' He thought curiously.

"What's the date?" He asked, suddenly becoming aware he was really, really, really far away from home.

"Ummm... July seventh. Why?" She asked, looking up at him curiously.

"... and the year?" He asked, quickly becoming nervous.

"2341." She told him, as if he was totally out of his mind.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He said with sudden urgency as he dashed off towards the bathroom just to the left of him.

"Oh... umm bye!" She called, confused...

He hurriedly spun the cold water valve and blue, natural blue water spilled out of the faucet. He sighed with relief. At least one thing was normal, the water. He splashed some of the water in his face a few times as if to wake himself from this bizarre dream world.

"What the hell is going on? 2341, was 2 years ago..." He whispered to himself as he leaned on the sink, his face dripping wet. He looked to the mirror ahead of him he gasped at what he saw. He had to hold the sides of the sink for support. He was fifteen... the whole world had seemingly turned back time. He touched his face delicately, right where his scar should be. He found no scar, just skin... just tan skin. He slowly, and shakily, walked for the exit. He pushed the door open revealing the hustle and bustle of the streets. The gray generic people going to and fro. He stepped into the center where only few people were and found Rinoa and Seifer holding hands and whispering to each other. Surprisingly he could hear every word they were saying. Squall quickly noticed something about Seifer... he was not fifteen... he was eighteen.

"Come on... no one cares." He whispered tenderly as he pushed himself a little bit closer to her.

"Oh, but it's so embarrassing." She mumbled.

"No one's even watching." He insisted. "Besides... Squall and ----- do it all the time." He reminded her. The person they were talking about was strangely omitted by an ear rattling sound.

"Oh... fine. But just a real quick one." She said with a seductive smile. They kissed, and it wasn't quick. Squall could tell, even from this view that their tongues were penetrating each other mouths. Squall just gaped, wide eyed his mouth hanging open just a bit. Seifer finally stopped kissing her and turned to Squall.

"What?" He asked, as if nothing out of the normal had happened.

'Just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, just a dream.' Squall repeated over and over in his mind....

They had walked for a bit until they finally found the Esther subway station.

"Today was fun! We should do it again!" Rinoa said with a smile. Squall and Rinoa were sitting on the ground, next to the tube that the subway passed through while Seifer was standing before them.

"Definitely!" Seifer said with a smile. Almost on cue, his mobile rang. Seifer pulled it out of his pocket and answered it. "Hello?" He asked. "Oh hey! How you doin'? Fine, fine. Psshh... No way. We just went out for a bit..." His conversation was stereotypical, boring and dry as it continued. He wandered away as he continued to talk, stopped at a bridge away down and looked over the edge.

"Squall..." Rinoa began next to him as he felt her hand rest on top of his. Squall shot a glance down to where Seifer was chatting mindlessly away and turned back to Rinoa. "You know... You've always been a better kisser than Seifer." She said as she licked her lips seductively. She pressed her lips to his and they kissed passionately, Squall giving in and remembering all the moments Rinoa and he shared. She pulled apart reluctantly, but Squall was happy for her lips to leave as the setting around him set in. "... but... I've always wanted more from you. So much more." She whispered as she grabbed his hand and pushed it up her leg.

"No!" He yelled and ran away...

He stopped running for a brief moment to catch his breath. His running had taken him a long way across Esther. While his destination wasn't certain, he had a vague idea. Once he finally caught his breath, he heard a crying voice down the alley way next to him. He looked down and was surprised to see a little Albino girl, bare foot, long hair with a beautiful white night gown on. She was crying, rubbing her eyes vigorously from the crying. But the things all around her were the most interesting of the two. Teddy Bears... everywhere. Mountains of them, all around her.

"I-I lost my teddy bear." The girl whimpered. "He was my only one!" She wailed. Around her, the bears began to slowly slide behind her and combined into one gigantic bear. Its eyes were dark and it's smile was vicious as its humungous arms wrapped around the crying girl, hugged her to itself and it slowly began to melt into nothingness. Soon there was only a puddle of brown, black and white meshed together.

In a flash, Squall was gone, running...

Squall was completely exhausted as he stepped onto his mother's porch on the very outside of Esther. He gulped delicately and pushed the door open. He entered and found his father, Laguna, and his mother Raine sitting peacefully at the dinner table.

They had divorced, he could of sworn but decided not to put it into question.

"Oh Squall!" Raine exclaimed with a delighted smile. "You're just in time for dinner. Please, sit down." She invited.

"Yes son. It's been awhile since we've had a real family dinner." He insisted with an equally pleasant smile. To Squall, their smiles weren't pleasant, they were creepy. He had never seen his parents smile like this before.

He slowly made his way to the seat they pointed to. Their eyes, following him like cameras, unblinking, unwavering and full of mystery. Food was in front of them, but it was totally unrecognizable to Squall. It looked like brown mush.

"It's hamburgers!" His mother said with a smile as she pointed to the plate before him.

"Your favorite." His father said with the same smile as before. Squall wanted to throw up, not at the food, but the way his parents were behaving.

"I'm not that hungry. May I please be excused?" He asked as he stood, leaving the food behind.

"Of course." They both said in unison. He turned away and walked for his room, remembering where it was from years gone past. His parent's eye's still following him all the way.

"By the way Son!" His dad called. "You have a visitor." He finished as Squall entered the room.

Lying on his bed was Seifer, fifteen year old Seifer. He was half naked, his shirt gone. He sat up on the bed as Squall entered. Seifer's color was an intense difference from the walls around him.

"Squall..." He whispered, standing up. Squall just stared, not knowing what to do. "Please. I've been wanting this for so long...." He whimpered as he grabbed Squall's hand and kissed it tenderly. Squall began to shake of true fear. To much was happening to fast. He could feel himself losing it slowly but surely... his mind was going to snap... "I want you... I know you want me..." Seifer whispered as he pressed his lips to Squall's. He tried to fight Seifer off but he overpowered Squall and backed him into a corner. Squall could feel Seifer's erection pressing up against his hip and began to lightly rub himself against Squall and moaned softly against his lips.

That was it... Squall lost it. He tore his hand free from Seifer's grasp and punched him in the chest. However, the punch seem to be a little to hard as Squall's hand broke through Seifer's back, breaking his chest bones and ripping his spinal cord. Squall hand was bloody on the other side as it was stilled balled in a tight resolve. Seifer's face backed off from Squall's enraged one.

"My love.." He whimpered and disappeared into a cloud of dust. Squall's hand remained still as he eyed his bloody, balled fist with horror. He shook uncontrollably. His fist unclenched as his hands grabbed his head and he screamed. His fingers nails dug into his scalp.

"What the fuck is going on!?!!?" He screamed as he grabbed a few books from his book shelf and tossed them to the floor, not knowing what else to do.

"Son! What's wrong!?" It was Laguna's voice from the other side of the door. With the voice, the memory of their 'peaceful' dinner came running back through his mind. He grabbed his hair and screamed once more. He stumbled back and onto his bed.

"WHAT'S GOING ON!?!!?!??!" He screamed as loud as he possibly could. He ran to his closet, opened it up and rummaged through everything, tossing things, ripping things... anything he could do. "Where am I!?" He asked with a hoarse voice as he turned from his closet and to the center of his room. He panted and looked about the gray room with darting eyes. Suddenly, two arms were slung over his shoulder. A hand tenderly grabbed his chin and the other tugged at the bottom of his shirt, touching his skin seductively.

"My son..." A sweet voice cooed into his ear.

"Mother?" He asked, not believing what was going on.

"Yes..." She whispered as her lips delicately caressed his ear lobe. She made a trail of lustful kisses down his cheek and to the edge of his lips.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he felt her hand slide up under his shirt and caress his abdomen delicately. His breathing intensified.

"I love you." She said with a horse voice. Squall clamped his eyes closed not wanting to believe. He could still feel her, all over him but when he opened his eyes he was in a room made of blue curtains. True blue curtains.

"Where are we?" He asked, his breathing becoming ragged.

"Please... my son..." She began as her hand under his shirt pushed farther up to his chest and caressed him harder and roughly. "Make love to me." She demanded as she kissed him, passionately. He broke away from all contact with her and ran away. In a flash she was down on the floor, looking like she was begging. "Why?" She asked as blood streaked down from her cheek, forehead and her closed eye. "Why did you do that my son?" She asked sounding hurt and lost.

"What!?" He yelled. "What did I do!?" He screamed as he held his head back and his hands covered his eyes. He shook his head violently and ran out of the curtained room as his mother's flesh and muscle disappeared, leaving blood spill everywhere....

He ran and ran until a voice called out: "Squall..." It was Quistis's voice. He sighed with relief, but didn't get his hopes up to high, as the familiar tone echoed. "Squall." The voice repeated. It was coming from a cafe just to the left of him. He quickly entered the cafe and found that it had completely natural colors, the man at the counter, the walls, and Quistis. Everything was perfectly natural, no gray anywhere. There were no customers however. Squall walked to where Quistis was slowly sipping her coffee. She was on the far side of the room at a little table with booth seats. He took a seat across from her.

"You're confused." She stated, not looking at him, only her coffee. Feeling he could trust her, he nodded.

"I have no idea what the hell is going on." He admitted with a whisper.

"What do you mean?" She asked, sounding genuinely confused.

"You haven't noticed?" He asked, totally amazed.

"Squall..." She began as she set her coffee down on the table. "Sometimes we just have to accept things the way they are." She said with a smile. "Like... You'll never become a SeeD, for instance." She said, citing an example.

"But..." Squall was about to remind her but it suddenly dawned on him. "No..." He whispered as he was about to stand, until he was suddenly on top of Quistis. His hand cupping one of her breasts The table was tipped over quite roughly as with the booth he was sitting in. The coffee cup was shattered and coffee had been splashed on both of them. She just had a simple smile while his face had a terrified look on it. He had no idea what had happened, he just suddenly came to be in that position.

"Squall... take me. Here... now." She demanded as her waist rose a little bit to come into contact with Squall's crotch. He quickly jumped off her, totally mortified and ran for the exit as she laughed and pulled a piece of broken coffee mug out of her arm with a smile and she continued to laugh and laugh...

"I've got to get out of this hell hole!!" Squall yelled as he ran to nowhere. As he ran into the artificial park of Esther he found the girl with the short brunette hair who had sent him to the bizarre realm. Her back was turned from him and towards a large pond on the center. The park was, amazingly, colored. "It's you!" He exclaimed as he finally stopped. "You're that bitch who sent me to this hell!" He yelled at her. She turned to him, that same pleasant smile on her lips.

"Do you really want to return?" She asked.

"Yes! I can't live here! I can't live like this!" Squall yelled as he grabbed her shoulders and shook her. She wrapped her arms around him in a light and tender hug.

"You'll never return..." She reminded him.

"I don't care. I never want to see this place again..." He demanded. She nodded against him, opened her mouth, and sang. Squall instantly wrapped her tight in his arms, as if he wasn't in control anymore and the world around them began to spin and spiral. Squall's eyes shut as his head rested lightly on top of her soft hair as the world continued to spin. The environments meshed and blended together and Squall clenched his eyes tighter together. As he felt the world around them spin ever faster, he opened his eyes and he was in the arms of his beloved Rinoa as she held on to Squall for dear life. They were high above the world they knew, the clouds around them spinning as Squall's grip tightened around her, protectively and closed his eyes again....

Squall finally opened his eyes and Rinoa was still clinging to him, her eyes closed as she wept softly against him.

"Rinoa... it's okay... I'm here." Squall reassured her as he held her closer than he ever had before. She opened her eyes and looked up to him and a smile replaced her frown as she cried all the more harder against his chest as he held her even tighter against him, forgetting his surreal experience for the moment in place of Rinoa.......

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A/n: Right around where it says 'The park was amazingly colored.' I knew had carpel tunnel syndrome... I've been writing practically all day for lack of anything better to do. I wrote two chapters to 'Here is Garden.', wrote the last chapter (it's midnight of the day I posted it... July 25th) and wrote this... I've had enough writing for today. Maybe for a week... wait, no. Maybe 14 hours... at max. I love writing this!!!

IF ANYONE SAYS I COPIED RAHXEPHON I WILL HUNT THEM DOWN AND GUT THEM!! Because I did take an episode idea where the main character is sucked into... well, in lamens terms, 'a parallel dimension'. I thought it worked well, so I changed the events n'stuff...

THANKS FOR READING!! NOW GO AND READ 'HERE IS GARDEN!' My new fic...