Chp. 9 Planning and Learning

S.I.:WAZZUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry. Had to do that. Anyway, I am back. Ready to thrill and amaze.

Nope. Anyway, to my reviewers. Lots of positivism. One thing to Dark Phoenix: The review was well rounded and constructive. But please, DON"T USE BIG WORDS. On weekends, my brain doesn't operate. This chap will be better.

And to everyone, FINE I WILL CUT DOWN ON LYRICS. GOD! Personally, I like them.

Sorry I haven't updated. Been very busy. Algebra sucks.

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Dark Raion: by any chance you read this fic, sorry I haven't responded much about the co-author thing. I'll talk to you when I get my e-mail back

Anyway, on to the chapter.

Still that mourning, about 6:10

My POV

Quistis and the others paraded upstairs in to a room on the ground floor. It was so big, it took a while for them to figure out it was the kitchen. 7000 square feet, no biggie. The room had the usual. An oven, a sink, a stove, a refrigerator, every thing usual. Only, it was all stainless steal, right down to the five chairs, table, and island. It also had one of those doors (forget what they're called) leading to the real kitchen.

The guests walked around commenting.

"Ohhhh, it's…….really big."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"God, you must have, like, fifty chefs."

"Nope, just one."

"Cool! Like the whole stainless steel motif."

"Well, the guy who gave it to us designed it all."

"There must be a huge dining room."

"Nope, we eat at the island over there."

The girls continued to explore the room, until a person dressed in chef's clothing walked over.

"Haylo ladiees! I em Chef Quina, Laird of this Kitchen!! Please be sitted, Sers and Madams."

Quina escorted them to the island, which seemed to have sprouted three more chairs. Seifer, Zell, and Irvine joined the girls.

"And ware ees master Squall?"

Seifer answered the odd talking chef. "He'll be out in a couple minutes. He wanted to grab a shower first."

"There goes ze hot watair,", the chef muttered, as he grabbed a notepad and began to scribble. "Now what can I geet you all to et?"

Selphie spoke up first, followed by Irvine, Seifer and Zell.

"Galbadian Toast and some coffee."

" I think I'll have an omelet with some lemonade."

"Me, too."

"Third that."

The chef looked up. "O.K., now for our guests of honor."

Fujin looked confused. Where the heck was a menu!

Her confusion was probably obvious, as Seifer leaned over to her. "Don't worry, the chef makes everything." He whispered.

She nodded. "Okay, I'll have two stacks blueberry pancakes, 2 plates of toast, and a side of bacon. With milk."

The chef looked at her, eyes wide. "Okay, as you weesh."

Quistis was next. "Galbadian Toast sounds good, with lemonade, I guess."

Xu was last to speak. "I'll have some buttermilk pancakes, please, with iced tea."

The chef looked up from his pad. "Okay, zat iz everyone. I suppose Master Squall vill vant hees usual, then." And with that, the chef walked off.

It was quiet for a moment.

Then Seifer called out in a baritone voice. "Freeeeeeeeak!!!"

The girls cracked up immediately.

"What's up with that freaky accent?"

"Yeah, and, has he always looked so weird?"

"Actually, I couldn't tell if he was a guy or a girl?"

The girls stopped their questions for a moment. Fujin finally spoke up.

"Uh, guys, Selphie, he is a guy, right?

The guys looked as though they were in deep thought.

Zell broke the silence. "How the hell are we supposed to know!"

"Yeah, I mean, are you saying we should just walk up and ask him!" Irvine asked them.

"Well, I guess it would be rude…." Quistis said.

"What would be rude?" a new voice asked.

Squall strode into the room, dressed in black leather pants and his trademark jacket. A few drops of water still rested on the tips of his brown locks. Quistis tried to keep from staring.

"God Squall, took you long enough," Seifer smiled. "Hey, is Quina a guy or a girl?"

Squall looked at the guys like they were bigger idiots then they really were. "How the hell should I know? Anyway, what did you guys order me?"

Seifer answered, as Squall took the empty seat by Quistis, much to her hidden delight. Oh Hyne, he's sitting right by me! I wonder if he likes me? Probably not, but still! "We got your usual, chocolate pancakes."

Fujin smirked. "Chocolate pancakes? Isn't that a kiddie thing?"

Squall gave her a cold glare, enough to silence her.

"Sorry." she wimpered.

He just nodded. Silence followed. Zell finally broke it, by laughing raucously (do I know that word?). The guys joined in.

"Yahahahahahahaha! Did you see her face? She looked petrified, man!"

"Yeah, dude…….that was…1st class dude!"

Squall just did a half smile, "Sorry to you, too."

Selphie just looked frustrated. "Anyway, on to our schedule…"

Quistis spoke up, "Selphie, didn't we go over this in the bus?"

Selphie thought for a moment, then smiled. "Oh, yeah, we did. Okie-day!"

Irvine entered the conversation, "Wait, aren't you gonna tell us the schedule? I mean, don't we have a right to know what we're gonna be dragged through?"

The four girls answered him back. "NO!"

Xu smiled, "You'll find out when the time is right."

"Ooooo, scary."

"It will be."

The boys gulped. It couldn't be good. Probably shopping, shopping, and more shopping. The horror.

"Hey, here's the food. Thanks Quina!" Selphie said, as Quina entered with a car full of food

"My plasure, madam." And with that, he left. Everyone looked at their plate.

Zell looked around. "Come on guys, dig in!"

His order was immediately followed.

"Mmmmmm, omelet."

"Oh, Hyne, this toast is good!"

"These pancakes! They're great!"

"Get used to it, girls!"

The two sexes broke into separate conversations, which was hard, since they were all at the same table. Though, they were both about the same thing.

At the boys' table…….

"Dude, Squall, look at Quistis! She, been frigging staring at you for the whole time." Seifer quiety exclaimed.

"It's nothing. She just another obsessed fan."

"Yeah, septillion yourself that, man. Believe me, she likes you. A lot. I know girls. I'm a master." said Irvine.

"Whatever. Anyway, we should be more worried about the week ahead. I hate shopping."

Seifer smiled smugly. "I'll take care of it, don't worry. Let's just eat, and get ready to play."

"Well, I do know 2 days from now, we go to the Indians-Rexaurs game."

"Oh, yeah."

And at the girls' table………….

"Oh my God, you are so crushing on Squall!" Fujin almost yelled.

Quistis inwardly grimaced. Am I that obvious? She quickly retorted. "How about you, Fujin! 'Oh Seifer, are you okay!'"

Fujin just blushed.

"Come on guys," said Xu. "Let's just eat and concentrate on the next 2 weeks."

"Okay….."

The two groups ate the rest of their food in silence. The guys finished first, and started to leave.

"Hey guys, where you goin'?" Selphie enquired.

Seifer answered. "We've got a game to play. When you're done, get changed and come on down."

"ok."

7:40, Squall's POV Gym

I had gotten into our locker room, and began to change, though I didn't feel like playing. We got into our shorts and tank tops (God I hate hat name). I was in all grey. Personally, I like grey. And the silky shorts are cool. Seifer was in red shorts and a grey shirt, too. Irvine was dressed like me, and Zell like Seifer, but with an And 1 top that on the front said 'I hear voices in my head.' and on the back, 'and they don't like you'. We walked to the gym, and I just laid on the bench. The others just began to shoot around. They knew I had to think. About Quistis. She was smart, cute, and kind. (A/N. Hey, I just described my crush!) She probably likes me, but…….. Do we really like each other. Was it just lust for me and obsession for her? Who knows?

"Hey guys! What's up?!" Selphie yelled.

The girls walked in wearing almost skintight shorts and shirts. It didn't take long for them to go into two teams. Irvine and Seifer were captains, with Seifer going first.

"Zell."

"Fujin."

"Selphie."

"Quistis."

"Xu."

Quistis looked around. "What about Squall." she said concernedly, with wide eyes.

Seifer smiled. "He doesn't want to play."

Again, Fujin smirked at me. "He probably sucks anyway." Just loud enough for me to here.

Zell put on a scared face. "Oh, God, why'd you do that! He's gonna kill us now!"

And so I would. The game began. I started out just doing nothing. Sure, I got taunted, but they would soon die. Finally, I had my chance. Zell went up to do a 3-pointer. Leaving Quistis, I ran up to Zell, and slammed the ball on his spiky hair.

Irvine cupped his hands around his mouth. "STUFF-O-MATIC!!! BOOM, BOOM, BOOM BOOM BOOM!"

I spun around Seifer. Quistis had gotten on me, and was guarding me a little too *tight*. Seifer started to snigger.

Faking Quistis out, I ran for the basket, jumped up, and made a 360 between the legs dunk. Ooooooh, yeah. I made it. I snapped my head around to look at them, and put on a maniacal grin. I muttered.

"game on."

8:00

My POV

The game was over. They'd played without stop. Except for lunch and a quick dinner. Final score 240-228, Squall's team. They retired to their beds, ready for tomorrow's excitement.

Hey, how was it? Sorry it took so long, but School sucks. Reviews are always appreciated, but no flames, promise? Sorry if this chapter sucks, but I got a lot on my mind. A yuyuhaku fic, a ff8 au, a ff8 tournament fic, and funny ff8 I made this summer. Well, bye!