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Hearts. I don't own shit, except the idea in this story,........well sorta.
and I don't own FF8...er......well....um..*looks at the FF8 CD Game*...Okay
I own a copy of the game? oO.....Got it for .$29.99? O.o;;.....
Please Read and Review ^-^.........thankies!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Squall stirs in his sleep. Dreaming, remembering that blast behide him out in space, it seemed so strong yet he wondered. The very few moments when he felt the powerful impulse, was he lost in his flow of gravity? He tryed to calculate what possibly exploded behind him in his dreams. What has changed his faith drastically, who was responsible for it. Was it an engine? The Lunar Base? He could have sworn he saw metal pieces flying by him in red but it was all so unclear. Was Sorceress Adel set free?
....That would mean his world is alright,....
A small light of hope seems to heave in his deep chest for a moment, it felt painful after all the harsh breathing he felt from fear. That fear, he felt as if someone stoled his identity in such small seconds.
For only a moment, his trained thoughts run threw his mind about getting to Estar, resolving Rinoa's problem and putting to an end of this Soceress battle. Yet suddenly it fades, the heavenly thought to return to his mission, to his life, to his own damn world; felt like heaven. Even if he had to go threw that inferno prison 50 times, or spend nights circulating around the Deep Sea Excavation. He wanted to return. He wanted to go home.
To feel the chilly air-conditioner of the well goverened SeeD Garden, hearing the elevator chime at every floor. The automatic glass doors that open to his presence, welcoming him,... his home. The thoughts of bumping to Zell or Selphie who constantly interrupt his blank thoughts with hyper remarks would now sound humorous. Even the thought of Seifer intimidating him seems like a good thing. Taking orders as trained, testing his skills and act it was natural. (I only did what i was told, .....)
Missions, traveling, Upgrating his skills, Seeing the world,...and giving his orders; even though he was no natural at it. The thought of others calling 'commander' made him incredibly awkward, it felt as if they were mocking him. Yet now, the well earned status he gained, felt like his idenity. It was his life, it was his damn life, good or not, lossing it was lossing everything. He needed it. And for the first time in his life,....... he realises that he actually misses all the attention of being the commander....
( And I did nothing special, am no leader,......it was no big deal.......) (But,...I knew them. I grew up with them. They were my friends, they supported me ....)
~~flashbacks~~
He clenches his eyes in memory, how Zell shoved him forward aggressively protesting wildly. ~Common!!Rinoa needs you! Stop acting like you don't care!She right over there hanging on the cliff! Go get her!~ Voice echoing away in his mind.
Selphie rinning the strings of her guitar on top of a glass stage, her thin voice ringning before the music playing. The laser lights spinning around the group in the background. ~This is for you, you big lug! Congratulations Commander!~ Her voice fades as well as the scene.
Quistis who supported him and the rest with a wise head, appearing oldest, but really mature and deep. She always made remarks that sometimes surprises him self. ~Your quiet a fast learner, dancing so gracefully over there.~ She gives a slight chuckle ~ I knew you weren't so predictable, never did I see that comming~
Irvine aways giving a hand, sometimes aren't as helpful but it's the thought that counts. He's a loyal man, a true cowboy at heart you can say. ~Hey!~ He pulls squall over to the side. ~I left a 'book' out there for you and Rinoa, should start something hot afterwards.~ He gives a wink while squall looks away disgusted shaking his head.
and finnally her.... His heart sank by her vision alone. He remembered when he showed her around the garden and payed a visit to the infirmitory.
Rinoa smiled cheerfully and bashfully red when Doctor Kawdowaski ask if they were together. He remember how he teasingly replied yes. He watched her nervously blink and turn red, speachless and rather adorably cute. ~Seriously?!~ She ran her boots across the floor in embarrasement. Deep inside he loved the way she reacted, but he kepted it hidden deep through his leather. Of course afterwards he played........ ~Yes,...seriously kidding~ Rinoa then of course bashfully laughed a bit seeing how he played her for a minut. She placed a hand against her forehead as she shakes her head. ~Oh Squall! ~ She squints her eyes at him mischieviously and shakes a finger. ~And to think you didn't have a sence of humor!~
~~End of flashback dreams~~
Squall's memories fades away within his dream, only to match with the light outside his eyelids, and it hurt. Squinting his eyes, Squall trys to block the light from burning his pupils only to realise its the sun. He turns to the side resting on his elbows away from the morning rays. Sitting up at the same time Squall hears an accompany voice behind him protesting.
"My god,..you sleep too much...." Yuffie muches on a leg of some animal she cooked. Her meal hissed with a heavenly spicey steam. It smelled so strong, he can feel it even behind his fur jacket.
"You move alot in your sleep too,.." She swallows inbetween words savoring the leg without making a mess. "Making all sorts of noises calling out some name, totally noisey....geezz. Next time drown your self in a sleep potion will ya!"
He gives a glare at her for a moment and sits up slowly with a droggy face. He rubs his face gently with his gloved hands, pushing away the strands of hair back to their rebellious regid form.
"Uh.." Squall holds a hand to his stomach, he couldn't take it anymore. His face was semi-pale gained by not eating in days. The smell of meat across the fire wasn't making him feel any easier, if anything it made him feel worst
Yuffie glares back at him "Hmph! It's no wonder you have such bad moods,..you sleep awkward! Ya don't eat, don't sleep, don't talk, dont do anything!" She whips a head at him mockingly "What the hell DO you do anyways?!"
Squall ignores her and closes his eyes, leaning forward. His brown golden hair slashes down his cheeks gently. He was more consentrated on the terrible pain in him, somewhat ignoring Yuffie.
Yuffie replies back to his silence, "If you expect me to spoon feed you forget it!" She savors her little cooked meat. "I spend alot of my life in the wild, I've worked hard!" Yuffie looks at him "Too hard! Am NOT gonna put up with people eatting off my own work...no way!" She whips her mouth gently with her sleeve. "You may be cute but am not gonn-a.."--an interrupting thud breaks her speach-
Yuffie raises an eyebrow snaps her head towards the sound. She instictively gives a deep gasp rather uneasily with the sudden sight of seeing Squall past-out over across the floor right where he was sitting. His body heavily weight against the ground, the weakness was too much. Even the strongest mercenaries needed their energy, and each had it's point of weakness. Squall has reached it, emotionally not well, physically incapable of lifting him self. He can only go so far....
A blur of flashbacks appears in his mind as he rest there. Yuffie looks around anxiously not knowing what to do with a bewildered look, she glances around as if the emergency situation might stir anyone to help. But it was useless, she was on her own.
~~~~~~first flashback~~~~A stormy afternoon~~~
Squall felt a red color suddenly run down before his eyelids. His rage was so deep, it could make his blood blacker from his emotions, he pushes his weight off his boots scrapping the gunblade across the rocks. The cut of the rocks spark with rough danger as he swings the heavy blade before him, only to slice the baster's face just as deep ....
A crack of lighting breaks the scene as the bloody fight ended with the him passed out across the floor from battle...
~~~~~~~~second flashback~~~~A night of lights, fantasy, and a sorcerey~~
A flash of light suddenly hurls towards him like a spinning force striking directly at him. Something that was superior, stronger and higher with flare has pulled him off his feet. A deepness of power he couldn't control. A hellic sharp brightness of ice spires right through him, following with a sharp angelic cry from a brunette figure beside him. He gasp deeply feeling the sharp pain, only to react by falling backwards. Squall's eyes were widden from pain, as he felt his body back down off the flare adorn throne, falling below. His eyes gazed for the last time at an angelic face, that crys out to him, needing him, reaching out her hand to him.....
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He blinks his eyes feeling them heavier then ever. "Ugh."
Yuffie with an anxious and shocked look gazes over his face before him and say "Are you ok?! You fell over!" She frowns with a slight anguish across her petite face at his resting body across the grass. For the first time, she looked worried.
Squall looked at her confused, "......!?" He glances around him and sees himself in a fleece nice blanket, warmed covered. He was still in the same place where he passed out but layed down comfortably. He can feel his head cushin on soft material as his hair strands run down his ear, his head was resting on a pillow."......what th-?"
(Where did all these items come from?!.......)
Squall looks at the blanket and over at the pillow rather bewildered. All this time she had these things and never shared them.
She sighs in relief, "Finally you speak!" She smacks his shoulder in protest. "Dont ever do that SHIT again! you hear me you punk!....." Yuffie stands collecting some potions glass bottles that appear empty now. She gathers her items mummbling,"You made me use my damn clean sheets and potions on your ass..."
Squall sits up slowly and holding a hand against his forehead. He felt refreshed, nurished and yet havent eaten a single bite, how? He glances around and sees elixers, other unknown potions. It was clear she nurished him to health.
He grumbles looking over at her surprised, "You,... helped me?....."
She turns around and puts a thin aggressive fist against her hips rather poutly. She had black short thin hair sliding down her left eye naturally "Yeah! You'd think I left you ass here to rott?!" Yuffie crosses her arms rather upset.
Squall replies, "...and steal my items and run off? .....Yes." He stares at her seriously as he sits up completely taking off the fleece blanket relieving his black outfit.
Yuffie suddenly puffs angerily at him, she shakes a fist wildly before her. "What type of person do you think I am?! HUH?! "
She re-crosses her arms again and glares at him. "Am not selfish you know!"
~~~~~~~~End of Chapter 4~~~~~~~~
Okay guys! Tell me what you think! ^-^ Please!! REVIEW! If I dont hear any I wont make more chapters v.v;......that simple v.v....*pouts* --Rinny
PS: Anyone know where I can get GOOD Info on the KH Storyline? I need to know more about Leon, Yuffie, and the place they used to live in Traverse Town or something. Thankies. 3
Please Read and Review ^-^.........thankies!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Squall stirs in his sleep. Dreaming, remembering that blast behide him out in space, it seemed so strong yet he wondered. The very few moments when he felt the powerful impulse, was he lost in his flow of gravity? He tryed to calculate what possibly exploded behind him in his dreams. What has changed his faith drastically, who was responsible for it. Was it an engine? The Lunar Base? He could have sworn he saw metal pieces flying by him in red but it was all so unclear. Was Sorceress Adel set free?
....That would mean his world is alright,....
A small light of hope seems to heave in his deep chest for a moment, it felt painful after all the harsh breathing he felt from fear. That fear, he felt as if someone stoled his identity in such small seconds.
For only a moment, his trained thoughts run threw his mind about getting to Estar, resolving Rinoa's problem and putting to an end of this Soceress battle. Yet suddenly it fades, the heavenly thought to return to his mission, to his life, to his own damn world; felt like heaven. Even if he had to go threw that inferno prison 50 times, or spend nights circulating around the Deep Sea Excavation. He wanted to return. He wanted to go home.
To feel the chilly air-conditioner of the well goverened SeeD Garden, hearing the elevator chime at every floor. The automatic glass doors that open to his presence, welcoming him,... his home. The thoughts of bumping to Zell or Selphie who constantly interrupt his blank thoughts with hyper remarks would now sound humorous. Even the thought of Seifer intimidating him seems like a good thing. Taking orders as trained, testing his skills and act it was natural. (I only did what i was told, .....)
Missions, traveling, Upgrating his skills, Seeing the world,...and giving his orders; even though he was no natural at it. The thought of others calling 'commander' made him incredibly awkward, it felt as if they were mocking him. Yet now, the well earned status he gained, felt like his idenity. It was his life, it was his damn life, good or not, lossing it was lossing everything. He needed it. And for the first time in his life,....... he realises that he actually misses all the attention of being the commander....
( And I did nothing special, am no leader,......it was no big deal.......) (But,...I knew them. I grew up with them. They were my friends, they supported me ....)
~~flashbacks~~
He clenches his eyes in memory, how Zell shoved him forward aggressively protesting wildly. ~Common!!Rinoa needs you! Stop acting like you don't care!She right over there hanging on the cliff! Go get her!~ Voice echoing away in his mind.
Selphie rinning the strings of her guitar on top of a glass stage, her thin voice ringning before the music playing. The laser lights spinning around the group in the background. ~This is for you, you big lug! Congratulations Commander!~ Her voice fades as well as the scene.
Quistis who supported him and the rest with a wise head, appearing oldest, but really mature and deep. She always made remarks that sometimes surprises him self. ~Your quiet a fast learner, dancing so gracefully over there.~ She gives a slight chuckle ~ I knew you weren't so predictable, never did I see that comming~
Irvine aways giving a hand, sometimes aren't as helpful but it's the thought that counts. He's a loyal man, a true cowboy at heart you can say. ~Hey!~ He pulls squall over to the side. ~I left a 'book' out there for you and Rinoa, should start something hot afterwards.~ He gives a wink while squall looks away disgusted shaking his head.
and finnally her.... His heart sank by her vision alone. He remembered when he showed her around the garden and payed a visit to the infirmitory.
Rinoa smiled cheerfully and bashfully red when Doctor Kawdowaski ask if they were together. He remember how he teasingly replied yes. He watched her nervously blink and turn red, speachless and rather adorably cute. ~Seriously?!~ She ran her boots across the floor in embarrasement. Deep inside he loved the way she reacted, but he kepted it hidden deep through his leather. Of course afterwards he played........ ~Yes,...seriously kidding~ Rinoa then of course bashfully laughed a bit seeing how he played her for a minut. She placed a hand against her forehead as she shakes her head. ~Oh Squall! ~ She squints her eyes at him mischieviously and shakes a finger. ~And to think you didn't have a sence of humor!~
~~End of flashback dreams~~
Squall's memories fades away within his dream, only to match with the light outside his eyelids, and it hurt. Squinting his eyes, Squall trys to block the light from burning his pupils only to realise its the sun. He turns to the side resting on his elbows away from the morning rays. Sitting up at the same time Squall hears an accompany voice behind him protesting.
"My god,..you sleep too much...." Yuffie muches on a leg of some animal she cooked. Her meal hissed with a heavenly spicey steam. It smelled so strong, he can feel it even behind his fur jacket.
"You move alot in your sleep too,.." She swallows inbetween words savoring the leg without making a mess. "Making all sorts of noises calling out some name, totally noisey....geezz. Next time drown your self in a sleep potion will ya!"
He gives a glare at her for a moment and sits up slowly with a droggy face. He rubs his face gently with his gloved hands, pushing away the strands of hair back to their rebellious regid form.
"Uh.." Squall holds a hand to his stomach, he couldn't take it anymore. His face was semi-pale gained by not eating in days. The smell of meat across the fire wasn't making him feel any easier, if anything it made him feel worst
Yuffie glares back at him "Hmph! It's no wonder you have such bad moods,..you sleep awkward! Ya don't eat, don't sleep, don't talk, dont do anything!" She whips a head at him mockingly "What the hell DO you do anyways?!"
Squall ignores her and closes his eyes, leaning forward. His brown golden hair slashes down his cheeks gently. He was more consentrated on the terrible pain in him, somewhat ignoring Yuffie.
Yuffie replies back to his silence, "If you expect me to spoon feed you forget it!" She savors her little cooked meat. "I spend alot of my life in the wild, I've worked hard!" Yuffie looks at him "Too hard! Am NOT gonna put up with people eatting off my own work...no way!" She whips her mouth gently with her sleeve. "You may be cute but am not gonn-a.."--an interrupting thud breaks her speach-
Yuffie raises an eyebrow snaps her head towards the sound. She instictively gives a deep gasp rather uneasily with the sudden sight of seeing Squall past-out over across the floor right where he was sitting. His body heavily weight against the ground, the weakness was too much. Even the strongest mercenaries needed their energy, and each had it's point of weakness. Squall has reached it, emotionally not well, physically incapable of lifting him self. He can only go so far....
A blur of flashbacks appears in his mind as he rest there. Yuffie looks around anxiously not knowing what to do with a bewildered look, she glances around as if the emergency situation might stir anyone to help. But it was useless, she was on her own.
~~~~~~first flashback~~~~A stormy afternoon~~~
Squall felt a red color suddenly run down before his eyelids. His rage was so deep, it could make his blood blacker from his emotions, he pushes his weight off his boots scrapping the gunblade across the rocks. The cut of the rocks spark with rough danger as he swings the heavy blade before him, only to slice the baster's face just as deep ....
A crack of lighting breaks the scene as the bloody fight ended with the him passed out across the floor from battle...
~~~~~~~~second flashback~~~~A night of lights, fantasy, and a sorcerey~~
A flash of light suddenly hurls towards him like a spinning force striking directly at him. Something that was superior, stronger and higher with flare has pulled him off his feet. A deepness of power he couldn't control. A hellic sharp brightness of ice spires right through him, following with a sharp angelic cry from a brunette figure beside him. He gasp deeply feeling the sharp pain, only to react by falling backwards. Squall's eyes were widden from pain, as he felt his body back down off the flare adorn throne, falling below. His eyes gazed for the last time at an angelic face, that crys out to him, needing him, reaching out her hand to him.....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He blinks his eyes feeling them heavier then ever. "Ugh."
Yuffie with an anxious and shocked look gazes over his face before him and say "Are you ok?! You fell over!" She frowns with a slight anguish across her petite face at his resting body across the grass. For the first time, she looked worried.
Squall looked at her confused, "......!?" He glances around him and sees himself in a fleece nice blanket, warmed covered. He was still in the same place where he passed out but layed down comfortably. He can feel his head cushin on soft material as his hair strands run down his ear, his head was resting on a pillow."......what th-?"
(Where did all these items come from?!.......)
Squall looks at the blanket and over at the pillow rather bewildered. All this time she had these things and never shared them.
She sighs in relief, "Finally you speak!" She smacks his shoulder in protest. "Dont ever do that SHIT again! you hear me you punk!....." Yuffie stands collecting some potions glass bottles that appear empty now. She gathers her items mummbling,"You made me use my damn clean sheets and potions on your ass..."
Squall sits up slowly and holding a hand against his forehead. He felt refreshed, nurished and yet havent eaten a single bite, how? He glances around and sees elixers, other unknown potions. It was clear she nurished him to health.
He grumbles looking over at her surprised, "You,... helped me?....."
She turns around and puts a thin aggressive fist against her hips rather poutly. She had black short thin hair sliding down her left eye naturally "Yeah! You'd think I left you ass here to rott?!" Yuffie crosses her arms rather upset.
Squall replies, "...and steal my items and run off? .....Yes." He stares at her seriously as he sits up completely taking off the fleece blanket relieving his black outfit.
Yuffie suddenly puffs angerily at him, she shakes a fist wildly before her. "What type of person do you think I am?! HUH?! "
She re-crosses her arms again and glares at him. "Am not selfish you know!"
~~~~~~~~End of Chapter 4~~~~~~~~
Okay guys! Tell me what you think! ^-^ Please!! REVIEW! If I dont hear any I wont make more chapters v.v;......that simple v.v....*pouts* --Rinny
PS: Anyone know where I can get GOOD Info on the KH Storyline? I need to know more about Leon, Yuffie, and the place they used to live in Traverse Town or something. Thankies. 3