Re-Creating Hell
Chapter Thirteen: Part of Something
By PasifiKStar
Author's Note: This chapter contains Squall & Rinoa Lemon (kind of...).
*All Standard Disclaimers Apply: I do not own Final Fantasy or it's characters.
She looked down at them from where she floated above them. Her eyes softened as she observed them from above. It was like the world had stopped for those who loved her and the only thing that mattered was her.
It seemed like to one person, the only thing that ever mattered WAS her. His arms were wrapped around her body as he was hunched over. Red tears went down his face from the corners of his eyes as he held on to her, quietly whispering her name.
*Why are you crying?* she asked him. *Why do you cry over me?*
"He loves you, you know," a voice chuckled to her side. "He's never cried for anyone."
She whirled around, looking for the amused female voice that had been talking. "Who are you?" she asked.
"Someone whose been watching over him for a long time," the voice told her. "I used to be his guardian angel...since the moment he was born."
She narrowed her eyes, desperately searching for the owner of the voice. "Why aren't you his guardian angel any more?"
"Because, my dear," the voice said, sighing slightly. "You entered his life."
Her eyes went wide. "Are you...?"
"Julia was right," the voice giggled. "You are perfect for each other."
"Huh? My MOM? How do you know her? Is she here?!"
"I should be going...it seems someone has to watch over his father..." the voice sighed. "I swear... that man worries over the smallest things..." The voice trailed off and vanished.
"Rinny?" a soft voice asked behind her. "Baby, what are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here yet."
*That voice!* She whirled around and saw no one. Regardless, she could recognize that voice in a stadium of yelling people.
"You still have one big job to do, Rinoa," another voice said. Rinoa turned back around. Someone was talking but there was no body to the voice. "We didn't raise you to be that irresponsible."
Her eyes went wide. "Father...?" she whispered.
"We'll be waiting here, baby," the softer voice assured her. "But we won't see for a while."
"Mommy...?" Rinoa felt her hands taken into two different ones as she was lead back down. "What's going on?"
"Go to sleep, Rinoa," the male voice told her. "We promise you'll wake up."
"Is this a dream?" the black haired spirit asked as she felt two sets of arms wrap around her as they moved her into a laying position.
"A dream is only what you make of it..." the soft voice whispered gently as Rinoa felt her bangs moved aside. "Life can be either a nightmare or a dream. You make it what you want it to be."
*A dream...? He's crying...*"Your destiny hasn't been fulfilled yet."
"If my destiny was this...my life must be a nightmare..." Rinoa murmured as she felt her body sinking into something.
"Life isn't about your destiny," Two faced appeared in front of her. "It's how you get there."
"WAIT!" she reached up at the faces only to see a flash of light and then darkness.
Adel had stopped her attacks when she heard what was happening. Behind her, Sephiroth and Cloud were still in engaged in battle, but the vampiric sorceress narrowed her eyes and seemed to vanish from where she was standing.
Yuna and Lulu gasped as they watched the creature vanished before them. "Still here..." Kimahri assured them as he sniffed the air. "Hiding..."
"Why...?" Yuna asked quietly.
Squall's lips were closed around Rinoa's neck as his pointed fangs pierced her tender flesh. Immediately, he felt the rush of pleasure from fresh human blood enter his senses as he took in her delicious life blood. His eyes were closed as he stayed in that position for a few minutes.
He recoiled his fangs and healed the wound on her neck slightly with the salve found in vampire saliva. He pulled his head away, blood remaining on the corners of his mouth as he removed the gloves on his hands. He tugged up the sleeve of his jacket and lifted his left wrist to his mouth.
With a quick movement, his slit his wrist with one fang, allowing the blood to bubble up to the top of his pale skin. Using is good hand, he tilted Rinoa's head back and opened her jaw slightly. He lifted his bloody wrist over her lifeless lips and turned it upside down.
Selphie bit her lip as she watched Squall's blood trickle into Rinoa's mouth. He pulled his hand away and closed her jaw. He gently tapped her throat, causing her to involuntarily swallow. His arm healed quickly after that and he looked over Rinoa. His part was done. The rest was up to her.
Deep within the reaches of the sorceress' body, blood mingled with blood, fusing together after millenias of denying each other. The vampire's blood slowly flooded through her body, regenerating already powerful blood with life giving powers. It began to head towards her heart.
Her heart was weakening and her body began to spasm upward. With each pump of new hybrid blood flowing through Rinoa's veins, her body's movements grew stronger. Her mouth opened, trickling out the remains of excess blood as she struggled to breath.
"Rinoa!" her friends gasped, taking a step forward, but at the same time afraid to do anything else.
Her body began to convulse as her arms flew to her sides. Her chest began to heal itself, muscles rejoining and skin melting back together. The fibers of her split heart seemed to shoot out and re-connect at an amazing speed for their eyes. Blood began to regenerate to make up for the blood that had been lost. Her body began to glow dark red light as her jaws opened wide.
A scream pierced the cathedral walls as her teeth began to elongate and long white fangs emerged from her pink gums. Thunder shouted her revival as her eyes flew open, pulsating out a glowing white light from her depths as her body was raised upward by an unknown force.
It seemed as her limbs weren't attached as they fell limply at her sides. For a moment, they feared the worst. That Rinoa's body was rejecting the blood.
Breathing deeply, Rinoa looked down at her hands. Her finger nails grew longer and ended in sharp points as her hair flew around her face in a glowing dance of darkness. She looked up and saw the people around her in a wash of red tint. Her eyes went wide as she tilted her head back and let loose another shrill scream.
No one heard the sound of cloth ripping as Rinoa arched her back backwards and threw her arms down to her sides. Her back exploded in a flurry of white feathers as white light shot out of her mouth and eyes.
Squall was thrown back by the sheer force of long, full white wings that had emerged from Rinoa's back. Thunder sounded, drowning out her screams as a flash of electricity from the sky shot down and slammed into the her body.
It seemed that her body was glowing as electricity coursed through her immortal veins. Large, glowing white eyes settled on the spot where Adel had been hidden and narrowed. She raised her hands and screamed. "ANGEL WING!!"
"What!?" Seymour gasped as he stood up off his chair. In the heart of Deling City, amongst other clan leaders, the blue haired leader of the Guado vampire clan had drawn attention to himself with his outburst.
"We want to be taken off this mission and the party of Squall Leonheart and Rinoa Heartilly re-instated." Yuna repeated, a little louder that time.
Seymour was seething as he glared at them from where he sat amongst the clan leaders. "WHY?"
"Please state your reasoning, Miss Leska," Master Cid said, interested in their reason for wanting to leave. "You and the others were more than happy to take this assignment. Why now? So close to the Blood Moon?"
"They know more than they say," Lulu stated simply. Her dark lips moved with each word as they stood there. "I highly doubt that they do not know what they are doing."
"And three days ago, at General Caraway's funeral," Cloud added. "Rinoa became the first sorceress to be turned. That must count for something."
"The decision has been made," Seymour hissed. "It cannot be retracted unless we see you unfit for the mission as we saw them to be."
"Wait a moment, Guado," Nida said sternly. "I don't think they're done explaining."
Seymour sat back down and Yuna began to talk. "I saw her perform...an amazing spell that I've never seen or read about before," Yuna said. "It was this unbridled energy...it was completely uncontrolled..."
"What did she call it?" her father asked from his seat.
Yuna looked up at him. "She yelled 'angel wing'."
"What happened when she cast it?" Braska asked.
Yuna paused for a moment to think. "Adel had vanished...or at least was made invisible because Kimahri could still smell her. But right after her turning, Rinoa turned her head towards Adel, like she could SEE her, and then cast that spell."
"The room filled with energy," Yuffie piped next to Yuna. "And this white light... I thought for sure I'd be fried, but nothing happened to me. Typically direct light like that should've done something to vampires. But Cloud and I and even Leonheart were okay!"
"What happened to Adel?" Edea asked as she leaned forward, looking very interested.
"Adel vanished along with Sephiroth," Cloud told them. "Right after the spell was cast."
"And what of the sorceress?" another clan leader asked.
"Well..." Yuna began. "She had been glowing up to that point. She had this white light around her...and wings!" She looked up at the leaders with large blue and green eyes. "Rinoa sprouted wings!"
"Wings...?" Murmurs spread through the room.
"Impossible...the last sorceress said spout wings was..." one of the sorcerer leaders trailed off. His skeptic look turned into a frown. "That can't be..."
"Who?" Cloud asked.
"The sorceress who sealed Hell's Gates..." Immediately, a flurry of commotion was heard around the room as Yuna looked at her team.
"Doesn't that make it obvious that Rinoa and her team were the right ones for the job?" Master Cid asked.
"I vote to re-instate them!" Edea began.
"They're not going back to the mission." a voice rang. The commotion died down as everyone began to search for the owner of the voice.
"Master Loire?!" someone in the room gasped.
Everyone turned to look at the male vampire that had been sitting quietly for the time being. He looked tired and worn.
"Miss Heartilly is being kept within the walls of your palace, is she not, Master Loire?" Guado asked smoothly.
"You have no right to keep her! She has no place in the home of a vampire-" a sorcerer began.
"She is a vampire now!" Laguna snapped. He sat up straight and narrowed his eyes. "How dare you question me!?"
"Master Laguna, please-" Xu began, but the vampire shook his head and stood up, slamming his fists on the table.
"For days now I have heard the requests, pleas, and even threats from other clans, including the Caraway clan, to have Rinoa returned to them," Laguna told them. "She is a VAMPIRE now as well as sorceress! Tell me! When she wakes up, will YOU be able to explain to her what she is? How she should live and WHY? You speak to me as if I have no idea what I am doing!"
"You do not know how to treat Rinoa!" Rinoa's uncle said as he stood up straight. "She is of my clan and I demand her return!"
Laguna took a deep breath. "Your clan? Is that all she is to you - property? She is not a pawn to used as some sort of power source!" He glared at Rinoa's uncle viciously. "I love Rinoa," he stated simply. "She is the MATE of MY SON. And THEREFORE, she is MY daughter. And I love her as such! She not a Caraway any more!"
"Laguna," Cid said sternly. He put his hand on his comrade's shoulder and gently pushed him back down. "We understand how much you care about Rinoa and the others...but the question still stands. Why will they not return to the mission?"
Laguna sat back down and ran his hand through his head tiredly. "Because they don't want to work for us any more."
"What...?" A series of gasps and questions resounded.
"They said that if they are going to battle Adel, they will do it under their teams. They will not listen to us. They will not take our guidance. They will do this themselves," Laguna explained. He stood up once more and looked at the group. "If you'll excuse me... I must attend to my FAMILY now."
Cid opened his mouth to stop him, but failed as Laguna turned his back on the clan leaders and walked out the door. He stepped out of the room and Kiros and Ward straightened up from where they were slumped against the wall.
"How did it go?" Kiros asked quietly.
"They got the message," Laguna said, smiling weakly. "Let's head to the cemetery now."
"Going to see Julia?" Kiros asked as the three of them walked down the long corridor.
"And Caraway," Laguna answered. "I want to tell them that I'll treat Rinoa like she was my own."
Kiros smiled. "I'm sure they'd be grateful..."
Selphie entered Quistis' room and sighed. The blond was, as expected, asleep at her desk. The petite lycan let out a heavy breath as she looked around the room. The door to the small lab was opened, showing the fast pace movement of the lights from the computer within.
On her desk and around it, books and papers were scattered. Towers of books had been built around the sleeping blond as upon closer inspection, Selphie found that she had also begun to create towers of notes.
*I don't know how she does it...* Selphie sighed. She grabbed a blanket that hung at the foot of Quistis' bed and put it around her friend's shoulders. As she turned around, she narrowed her eyes and wrinkled up her nose. She had been so absorbed in checking on Quistis, she had completely ignored the object on Quistis' bed.
Seifer was asleep on the bed. His jacket had been throw over one of the chairs in the sitting room as he laid on his side, an empty spot next to him meaning Quistis had once been asleep there. *Oh, Hyne...EWW!!* The lycan-witch felt herself turn green.
Selphie made a gagging sound and rushed out of the room. She closed it quietly behind her. "Selphie, what are you doing?"
"AH!" She screamed and jumped back, pasting herself against the thick door as Irvine and Zell jumped back, also surprised at her outburst. "Don't do that!"
"We thought you saw us..." Zell explained, his eyes still wide open.
"Sorry..." Selphie sighed. "I was just making sure Quistis was getting some rest."
"Oh...well...we're watching a movie downstairs," Zell said. "We haven't been doing any thing lately, so we went to rent a movie...want to watch with us?"
"What's it about?" Selphie asked as she followed them back down the hall.
"I don't know," Irvine shrugged. "Just be glad Zell didn't rent it, otherwise it would be documentary on hot dogs."
"Hey! I thought you said that the film was really enlightening!" Zell gasped in horror.
Irvine rolled his eyes. "Yeah, because now we know what's in them."
Selphie sighed. "I want to check up on Rinoa, first."
"Rinoa will be fine," Irvine assured her. "Squall's been by her side this entire time. He'll come get us if she's awake."
"Are you sure?" Selphie asked, concerned. They nodded their heads. "Okay..."
Squall was laying next to Rinoa. His arm was around her waist as they laid on his massive bed. Three days she had been asleep and she was going on to the forth night of slumber. He looked over her sleeping figure quietly as he studied all her features once more.
Slowly, he brushed her bangs out of her face as he looked at her. Her breathing was soft and even, meaning she was alive. He put his hand over her heart, careful to not apply to much pressure on her wound, and felt the steady pumping of life against his fingers tips.
He closed his eyes, relieved that it was still beating. The moonlight from the window shined down against her pale skin and he had a chance to fully take in her beauty. Her wings had vanished right after she cast a foreign spell called Angel Wing.
The glowing from her body died down and she fell backwards. He had jumped to his feet and caught her in his arms. Once again her body went limp, but at least she was alive. Selphie had burst into tears of joy to know that it had worked.
Quistis was smiling from ear to ear as everyone let out their breaths. Even the other team was amazed to see the status of the sorceress. However, no one was as happy as Squall.
They immediately took the Ragnarok back to Esthar. Once they returned, Quistis went do to more research to make sure she was all right and had occasionally come in check on Rinoa's status. Selphie also got to play nurse and had begun to do as much research as she could do on vampires.
Seifer wasn't too happy with the turn of events, but as long as she was alive, that was all that mattered. Angelo would scratch at their bedroom door every so often so he could check on his mistress. The dog would jump on the bed and whimper as he nudged Rinoa's arm.
Squall found himself talking to Angelo after a while and wondered if he was loosing his mind. Especially when he had told the dog that he wanted Rinoa to be his mate. Angelo seemed happy and wagged his tail and let out two barks and nudged Squall's shoulder as he sat next to Rinoa. Squall assumed that meant that Angelo gave his blessing.
Before he would announce it, however, he had to ask Rinoa. He had turned her to save her life, but part of him felt that she shouldn't be forced to stay with him because of that. Squall frowned.
*Would she really deny me?* he thought to himself. He looked back down at Rinoa's sleeping face. *She said she loved me...* He found himself worrying. "What if she hates me for turning her...?" He shut his eyes tightly and pressed his face against her neck. "Rinoa..." he murmured. "Hyne, I'm scared...I'm not scared of Adel... I'm scared of losing you...just wake up...please..."
A quiet moan escaped her lips and Squall's eye shot open. Immediately he propped himself up on one arm and looked down at her. Her eyes began to move behind her lids as her lips slowly opened. "Squ..." she breathed out tiredly. "Squa..."
"I'm here, Rin...I'm right here..." he whispered quietly as he caressed the side of her face once more.
Tiredly, her eyes opened and squinted. They blinked often as her vision struggled to become clear. All she could see was a blur of brown hair and pale skin. Her fingers twitched at her sides as she raised her hand. "Squall?"
He saw her hand raise and quickly took it in his. "Rinoa..." he whispered as he looked down at her intently. "Thank Hyne...you're alive."
"I saw my parents..." Rinoa smiled weakly. "And I saw you..." Her other hand touched his face and Squall closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of her warm hand against her.
For moments, they stayed like that, just enjoying each other's presence. Squall slowly opened his eyes, knowing he had to ask her. "Rinoa...do you know?" he asked quietly.
"Know what...?" she asked innocently.
He narrowed his eyes and bit his lip. "Rinoa...I turned you..."
She looked up at him with a confused look. "What do you mean?"
*She always makes it so hard for me...* Squall thought. He took a deep breath. "Rinoa... you were dying and they only way I could think of saving you was trying to turn you. I thought that, maybe...if you had a vampire's fast recovery, you'd be able to heal."
"Heal?" Rinoa narrowed her eyes and her hand pulled out of his. A pained look crossed his face as she moved her hand across her chest. She looked down and found she was wearing blue silk pajamas. She ignored that and reached under the top. Sure enough, the cut through her chest that she remembered getting was healed over.
Her eyes flew open as panic filled them. Squall's own eyes filled with worry as she looked around. Her breathing became shallow as she squinted. "Rinoa?"
"Where is the mirror?" she asked as she sat up. She winced slightly, still feeling a bit tired. However, she suddenly found that she had more strength in her than she thought and began to scoot to the beside.
Squall looked nervous. "Over...in the bathroom..." he whispered quietly. *You can't hide it from her forever...she has to find out...*
Rinoa put her feet on the cold floor and headed towards Squall's bathroom. Once inside she saw the mirror directly ahead of her. The only problem was she could barely see herself in it. Narrowing her eyes she ran her hand along the wall in search of a light switch.
She turned it on, allowing a faint yellow glow to illuminate the small room. "AHHH!!!"
Squall swore and jumped out of bed. He ran towards the bathroom and found standing in front of it. A look of horror was on her face as she slowly raised her hand to the glass. Squall stood behind her, unsure of what to do. "You...you're part vampire now..." he told her slowly. "That's why."
"My reflection..." she whispered quietly. She began to cry as she turned around looked at Squall. Then it hit her. With tears still coming down her face she looked back at the mirror and realized that Squall, who was shirtless and wearing only pajama pants, wasn't reflected. While his pants were seen, he himself was not reflected in the mirror. Not even faintly as she was. "Oh Hyne..."
Squall closed his eyes, swearing quietly. "I'm sorry..." he whispered. "It was the only way I could save you..."
Rinoa looked back at the mirror. She had just gone to check on her wound. Now she found that she couldn't even check herself. She could barely make out her nose and eyes and mouth. Her hair stood out more, but her skin. Her skin could barley be seen if even. She narrowed her eyes and leaned forward. "What...?" Her voice was shaking as she raised her hand.
It touched her cheek and wiped her tears away with her finger tips. She brought her fingers back down and stared in shock at the blood that was coming from her eyes. Her breathing became short, raspy breaths and she felt arms go around her tightly from behind. "A vampire doesn't cry tears..." Squall whispered. "A vampire cries blood..."
She felt her knees go weak and Squall's arms tightened. Hyne, how it hurt Squall. Each muffled sob against his chest was like a stab through his heart. He felt as if he had betrayed her some how. No amount of apologies would turn her back into a sorceress. He prepared himself to be shoved away, but at the same time prayed that he wouldn't be.
Instead, he felt her arms go around his back and her face press against his shoulders. "I'm scared..." she whispered. "I don't know...I don't know what I am..."
Squall closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of her hair. "I know who you are," he told her. "You are Rinoa Heartilly Caraway...You are both, by blood, a sorceress and vampire. You are the only living sorceress who was ever successfully turned."
"Can I still use my powers? What about drinking blood? I can't drink human blood!" she sobbed.
Her shoulders trembled under his embrace. "Rinoa...I am here for you every step of the way...I will explain everything you need to know. I will never leave your side, so long as you want me here." He told her seriously.
"Why?" Rinoa asked quietly as she buried her face against his shoulder. "Why did you do all this?"
Squall opened his eyes and narrowed them slightly as he thought. He shook his head. The answer was so obvious. "I'm selfish," he whispered quietly. "And I wanted you to be my mate. I couldn't let you die Rinoa...I need you. I can't imagine my life without you. If you were gone...Hyne, I'd probably die with you. I'm sorry for doing this to you. I just wanted to be with you...Hyne, Rinoa, I love you."
She stopped sobbing, although tears still came from her eyes. Squall held her tighter, not willing to let go. "I saw you..." Rinoa whispered quietly after their silence. "When I died...I floated above you and I saw you. You had your arms around me and for the first time, I saw you cry."
Squall didn't know what to say. He merely nodded. *Any man would cry if the person they loved the most died in their arms.*
"And I asked...why are you crying for me?" she said. "And then someone said that you loved me...when I was brought back down to earth, I was scared...if everyone's destiny was death, why should I go back...? I felt like I was living a nightmare...Then I I heard my mom's voice. And she said that life could be a nightmare or a dream. It was up to me to pick. And the only thing I could think of when she said 'dream' was YOU."
"A dream isn't good enough," Squall told her. "I want you."
"If you're here with me, Squall, I won't be trapped in a nightmare," she said in a shaky voice. "As long as you're here."
"Everything will be all right..." Squall assured her softly as he caressed her hair. "Rinoa... will you be my mate?"
"What's this?" Seifer asked as Quistis dropped a note book with her finished notes in front of them.
"Lots..." Fujin trailed off, slightly disturbed to see such a big stack of notes.
"THIS is the everything I found out about the unsealing of Hell's Gates," Quistis said as she adjusted her glasses. "It's a few days away. Are we still up for it?"
"Yeah!" Selphie shouted. She paused and fell back in her seat. "But what about Rin?"
Quistis raised an eyebrow. "Uh...she's awake."
"What!?" a series of gasps chorused around the room as Selphie jumped up.
She turned to glare at Irvine and Zell. "I thought you said he'd come and tell us when she woke up!?"
"He might be trying to calm her down or something," Irvine suggested. "I mean...she just woke up to find out she's a vampire...let it sink in before we confront her."
"Yeah, but..." Selphie sighed. "I just want to make sure she's okay..."
"If she wasn't, Squall would've gotten us for sure." Zell said.
"Everything is FINE," Quistis insisted. "I've already blocked out their mental waves-"
"Why!?" Selphie gasped in shock. "What if she needs help or something!?"
Quistis looked at her and sighed. *She doesn't NEED our help, if you know what I'm saying...*
"No, I don't know what you're saying!" Selphie said as she stood back up again. "I'm going to head up-"
"No!" Quistis yelled. The group turned to look at her.
"Quisty, you okay?" Seifer asked from his seat on the couch.
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to explain it," Quistis sighed. Blushing slightly, she began to explain. "They're too far away from my range, but I picked up on a certain feeling."
"And that feeling is...?" Irvine urged.
*Why can't they just let this go...?* Quistis sighed. She ran a hand nervously through her hair. "You know how Rinoa is now seen as Squall's mate...?"
Irvine's eyes went wide as Seifer's mouth dropped. "Are you serious?" Quistis nodded. Irvine let out a whistle as a wide grin crossed his face. Fujin looked away as Raijin scratched the back of his neck, unsure of what to say.
"Uh-huh..." Zell said. Selphie nodded her head.
"Go on..." Selphie urged. Quistis just stared at them in disbelief. Irvine leaned over to Zell and whispered in his ear.
Zell turned red and smiled sheepishly. Irvine then leaned over to Selphie and whispered what he had just told Zell in her ear. Selphie's green eyes went wide. Quistis let out a sigh of relief, knowing she was off the hook.
"Let's get started on this okay?" Quistis began. "We can fill in the love birds when they come down."
"Just to warn you," a voice said from the door way as Ellone came in. "That might not be for a while..."
The curtains were half way open, sending a streak of moonlight against the cold floor of the massive bedroom as he laid on top of her. Slowly, his fingers caressed her face, memorizing each feature from the mere touch of it. "Are you sure?" he whispered quietly.
"I'm positive..." her arms were raised, her fingers resting against his head as she intertwined them in his thick locks of brown hair.
"I don't think I can stand it if we have to stop..." he said between kisses. "Are you absolutely SURE?" he persisted.
Rinoa rolled her eyes and pulled his face up from her neck to meet her gaze. "YES, Squall," she said. "The door IS locked."
"Just making sure." he smiled. Rinoa couldn't help but smile back.
"I love it when you smile," she said as her finger traced his lips slowly. Her hands moved to his neck and slowly went down his shoulders and arms, feeling the firmness of his muscles underneath his skin and licking her lips. "I love every bit of you."
"As I love every bit of you..." he said as he lowered himself back on top of her. She giggled as his bare leg brushed up against her. His warm lips returned to kissing her neck as she closed her eyes tilted her head back into the pillows. She could feel his mouth moving downwards to her clavicles and slowly stopping there.
His hands were placed on her hips and slowly went up the sides of her body, making her shiver as his hands ran along side of her. "Oh, Hyne..." she gasped out.
Squall smirked slightly. *She's happy with that? I knew I tasted virgin blood...* Her eyes flew open as she felt two hands cupping the soft mounds on her chest. As Squall kissed the valley between, he could feel her heart beating violently against his palm. His rough hands gently massaged her chest and was rewarded with a heavenly sigh.
His lips moved towards one of the peaks, making her whimper slightly as the other peak was pitched between his fingers. *Where did he LEARN this!?* Rinoa's mind screamed as his mouth went lower on to her flat stomach.
Once again, his heated hands ran up and down her body, feeling everything from her thighs to her heaving chest as he tickled her belly button with his tongue. Her hips buckled up shamelessly and Rinoa blushed. He chuckled as he watched her body tint slightly as he got lower.
He ran his hands down her legs and slowly pulled them apart. Rinoa let out a yelp and he looked up, concerned. "Are you all right?" he asked, worried. "Do you want me to stop?"
*HELL NO!* "I'm fine..." she gasped out. *My heart's about to pop out of my chest and - OH HYNE!* Her fingers gripped the sheets around her body as Squall continued to please her skillfully.
*She seems ready...* Slowly, he pulled himself up and noticed the disappointed look on Rinoa's face. She tilted her head to the side.
"What's wrong?" she asked quietly as her hands ran down the warm and welcoming monument that was his body. Her fingers slowly traced over each well defined ridge of his stomach and chest, silently awing it's greatness.
"Nothing," he assured her. "Rin...are you sure?"
Rinoa sighed. "Yes, the door is locked-"
"No..." *Okay, maybe I asked that question ONE too many times...* "I mean...for this..." Rinoa looked up into his eyes. Her hands raised and cupped his face in their warmth.
"I'm sure," she assured him. "I'm with you..." she repeated quietly. "Everything will be all right."
Squall smiled slightly, trying to hide the worry in his face. He knew it would hurt her, but she seemed prepared for it. He decided to. After all, she had already agreed to be his mate. This would seal the deal.
His hands moved down towards her legs, adjusting them on either side of him as he elevated himself slightly. Every so often, he looked at her face, as if to be assured his was doing the right thing. She felt something at her entryway and slowly felt it slip inside of her.
*That wasn't painful...* she thought to herself, having braced herself for the worse.
"Rinoa," Squall said, his voice deep and almost a growl as he bent down. He pressed his mouth against hers, slipping a searing hot tongue into her mouth and playing with her as his hands reached over hers and intertwined their fingers together. He quickly parted from her. "I love you." he gasped.
His hips went down. Rinoa's eyes flew open. And his lips assaulted hers once more as she let out a yelp of pain. Wincing, she closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to subside as heated strokes inside of her became smooth and more rhythmic. Her breathing was shallow as sweat began to cover her body. Each movement against her seemed to bring her higher and higher as the room began to feel unnaturally warm.
He laid on top of her, kissing her feverishly from her lips to her chest as he continued to bury himself in and out of her. One of her arms laid over her head, gripping the pillow as the other reached behind him and dug into his back. Squall let out a hiss as her long nails dug into his taunt back and Rinoa caught sight of his fangs. She moaned as she felt the tips of his fangs caress over her skin, sending jolts of pleasure across her body.
He felt them relax and her fingers drag themselves across the fine muscles in his back as he felt her push against him. His body was incredibly hot against her flesh and their movements only made the heat greater. Moaning, she arched her back sending her hips further against his as her head went over the pillow.
Unable to control herself, she felt her fangs growling longer as they sank deeper and deeper into primal urges lost within a sea of silken sheets around them. She opened her eyes and saw his pale neck welcoming her. For reasons unknown, she was suddenly drawn to it, as if she had been hungry for it. Without realizing what she was doing, she leaned forward.
Squall gasped and let out a pleased groan as he felt Rinoa's fangs dig themselves into his neck. *That's right...drink...* he thought to himself. *It's...almost... complete...* His breathing had already turned shallow, but nothing compared to the gasps that Rinoa rasped out.
She pulled away and licked his wound clean as it healed almost immediately. Her long legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him close to her as she pulled his face to hers and pressed her lips against his.
With on hand on her hip and the other on her chest, Squall groaned. "Rinoa..."
"Thank you..." she gasped out. The hand on her chest rose and ran up the length of her arm to her hands. As her hand fell back to the soft mattress, his fingers went through hers once more and held on to her as their bodies rocked against each other. Rinoa felt a surge of heat rush through her body as she reached her climax. She mouth opened, but no sound came out as her arching body rocked with undescrible pleasure. Waves of pleasure pounded into her mind lost all concious thought, as she was enveloped in the moment.
Her mouth opened as her breaths came out in shallow pants for air as Squall continued to prolong her pleasure by continuing his actions. She could feel his ragged breath against her neck and smell the his scent cover her. She heard him let out a growl as his open mouth revealed fangs.
She felt something inside of her and she could've sworn she felt the rush once more as he fell down against her. His head rested next to hers as half is body laid on top of hers. "Are you all right?" he asked quietly as he brushed her now damp hair out of her glistening face.
Rinoa turned to him and smiled softly. "I'm the one that bit you..." she said. Slowly she frowned. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No..." he said, his hand gently cupping her face and running his thumb against her cheek. "You were supposed to...that's how vampiric mates claim each other."
"But did it hurt?" she persisted. She watched as his body glowed in the aftermath.
Squall grinned. "Let me try it on you..." he said. Her eyes went large and he smiled reassuringly. "It's perfectly safe..."
"Are you sure?" she asked skepticly.
"I'm positive," he said. "Trust me..." Rinoa nodded and turned her head to the side to reveal her creamy neck.
Squall leaned forward and sank his teeth back into her. Rinoa gasped at the slight pinch but suddenly felt as if she were on a drug. Her eyelids became heavy as she was over come with a second wave of heat. "Oh, Hyne...Oh...that's good..." she moaned.
*She seems to be enjoying this more...* Squall though as he recoiled his teeth and allowed her wound to heal. *I'm not sure how I feel about that...*
Her arms lazily went around his body. One arm bent up wards so her hand rested on his head. She gently caressed his as he laid his head against her soft breasts, slowly listening to her calming heart beat. Her fingers wound through his thick, damp brown hair.
"Squall?" she whispered quietly.
"Yes?" he asked as his eyes closed.
"Umm..." She felt herself blush furiously. "When can we do this again?"
Sephiroth fell back, his face stinging from Adel's furious backhand. The sorceress vampire was seething with anger as she stood in front of her remaining warrior with angry glowing eyes.
"Explain to me again, Sephiroth," Adel hissed. "WHAT exactly were you thinking!?"
"I wasn't thinking," Sephiroth said, bowing his head down. "Forgive me."
"You're lucky Leonheart managed to turn her," Adel growled viciously as she paced the room. She paused. "But then...this might work to my advantage..."
Sephiroth stood back up, a calm look on his face despite the fact that since they had returned, Adel had been yelling and hitting him. No magic, as she didn't want to kill him. Just yet, anyway. And Sephiroth allowed it. All because she was opening Hell's Gates.
"Just see to it that Miss Heartilly appears that the ceremony on the Island Closest to Hell, understand?"
"Yes, madam."
"I haven't seen that power since..." Adel stopped in her tracks and narrowed her eyes.
Sephiroth studied her. If Adel was awed, there was something that must've been very special about Rinoa. "Madam?"
Adel snapped out of her daze and turned to Sephiroth. "What are you still doing here!?" she growled.
Sephiroth merely bowed and melted into the darkness of the room. Adel whirled around and headed to her room of her massive floating fortress that was slowly making it's way to the Island Closest to Hell. *Since my mother...*
She opened her eyes and looked around. "Where am I...?" she murmured. She paused. She wasn't talking. She could hear herself think but she couldn't hear herself speaking.
Then her body moved without her willing it to. Her arms stretched up over her head as she got out of a small bed in a small room. She willed her head to turn one way, but found that it wouldn't move in the direction she wanted it to. Instead, she began to walk towards the mirror.
Rinoa gasped as she saw the reflection in the mirror. First of all, she SAW a reflection, which should've been impossible or as least difficult since she was a vampire.
Secondly, while the reflection in the mirror resembled her, it was definitely NOT her. *Oh Hyne...* Rinoa gasped as she recognized the face.
There was a knock on the door and the person who was looking the mirror turned towards it. "Yes!?"
"He's here!" an ecstatic voice said behind the wooden door.
"Terra, I don't know WHO you're talking about." the woman in the room said as she looked back at the mirror. She was blushing slightly.
Then Rinoa heard the name of the woman whose body she seemed trapped in and her thoughts were confirmed. "I think you do, Julia!" the woman name Terra laughed. "Let me spell his name out for you: L - A - G - U - N - A."
*Laguna? MOM!? What's going on!?*