(this is the continuation to the first chapter[duh] and Evan's Rinoa, I
changed the name 'quisties' to 'Quistis' thanks for the correction. Though
there might be some parts where I missed.)
'Phew, that was exhausting.' Squall walked out of the training center, sweaty and all. He was all set for a nice warm shower. 'Wonder if they're still partying.' The shower can wait. For now, he'd better join in. He walked into the cafeteria, unaware of Selphie trailing behind. 'Hey! Squall!' Selphie waved, and ran towards him. 'What's up?' Selphie smiled, it was a clever question. 'Nothing much,' Squall crossed his fingers, 'thanks for the uh, clay thing, by the way,' Selphie continued smiling. Just be casual, try and get it out of him; she thought. 'It's actually what they call expression art. I just make a shape depending on how I feel. Bet Irvine didn't know that.' Squall laughed, 'Yeah, he's is still guessing.' Selphie needed to ask him about the condom without actually telling she knew about it from the beginning. 'By the way, what did Rinoa give you?' Ooh, good one. Squall scratched his head. 'Not sure, I haven't opened it yet.' Smart reply. But Selphie wasn't giving up yet. 'Err, look. I'm gonna join them at the party, wanna tag along?' Squall asked. He had to change the topic, fast. Selphie frowned, 'No thanks. I've already dropped by. With Rinoa.' Squall nodded. 'All right than, see you later.' Selphie continued to frown. 'Yeah. Bye. [Bummer]'
The party was still pretty lively despite it being 2 o'clock in the morning. 'It'll probably last till the sun comes up!' Squall turned around. A rather drunk Zell stood behind. His cheek had a shade of red and his hair had fallen down, giving him a 'beetles' look, except that his hair was yellow. 'You seem to be enjoying yourself,' remarked the soberer one. 'Yeah, but not as much as him,' Zell awkwardly pointed to the center of the crowd. A slightly chubby man, his head covered with party hats, was singing on top of a table. 'Who's that?' Squall asked, the room was getting too noisy to withstand. Zell looked at Squall for awhile, trying to understand the question, being in his drunken situation. 'Oh, that guy!' Zell pointed at the person Squall asked about, his finger trembling this time. 'That's Cid. Came in with Quisties. Drank-' Zell burped, much to Squall disgust. 'Oops, sorry about that. Like I was saying, err, what was I saying?' Zell was now wobbling from side to side. He reminded Squall of those little bobble heads you can get at the stores. 'About Cid.' Squall was getting pretty annoyed. 'Oh, right. Cid, yeah. He came in with Quistis, drank a few glasses of wine, and now he's gone totally like, funky.' Squall rolled his eyes. 'Whatever.' The crowd surrounding Cid cheered. He seemed to be doing a jitterbug of some sort. 'Look, did you see Rinoa? Around here, I mean.' The drunkard stared at Squall blankly, and finally collapsed on the floor, fast asleep. 'Never mind,' Squall walked out of the cafeteria. Any longer in there and he would have cracked. Maybe he'll look for her tomorrow. 'Oof,' Cid ran past, knocking the unsuspecting Squall to the ground. Quistis followed behind. 'Sorry Squall. Cid! Come back here!' Squall got up. Shaking his head in disbelief, the young Seed walked back into the dormitories as Quistis tried to calm down a drunk Headmaster Cid, who was now reciting lines from Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet" as he played with the water in the fountains. 'Cid! Come back down this instant!' Cid laughed at Quistis' threat. 'Come catch me if you can!'
Squall woke up the next day, and was the only person who didn't wake up with a splitting headache. He went back to the cafeteria. Cid and Quistis were no-where in sight, but the entire place was filled with snoring drunkards, fast asleep. Many were sleeping on the floor, while lucky ones occupied the tables. It had been a wild night. Squall tiptoed around them, careful not to step on anyone. He wanted to see if Rinoa was around here, though he doubted it. There was no sign of Rinoa. Good. Least he won't have to worry about dragging her out of here. He slowly tiptoed back to the entrance. Zell was still sleeping at the same spot he had passed out on. Cid and Quistis were now looking around. 'Hello, headmaster.' Squall acknowledged them. The memory of Cid running in the fountains drunk brought a slight twitch to Squalls lips. He will not laugh at the headmaster. 'Oh, good morning, Squall.' Cid replied in a casual tone. 'Quite hysterical, isn't it? Almost everyone in Balamb is fast asleep. Outside their dormitories, that is.' Cid laughed at his own joke. Quistis signaled to Squall not to mention anything about what happened before. Squall nodded in agreement. They wouldn't want to embarrass him. 'So he doesn't remember a thing?' Squall asked, as Cid walked further in front, not an earshot close to hear what they were saying. 'Yeah,' Quistis laughed, 'he was calling me "mummy" as I dragged him back to his office. He woke up fresh as a rosebud though.' Squall smirked, 'Typical Cid.' They continued to walk along the corridors. Students were even sleeping on top of the fish statue above the fountain. 'How'd they get up there?' Squall thought. He than remembered he had to look for Rinoa. 'Hey, have you seen Rinoa?' Squall asked, 'haven't seen her since yesterday afternoon.' Quistis shook her head. 'Nope. But I think I saw her yesterday night with Selphie walking to the dormitories. They seemed to be rather chatty about, would you believe, condoms? What's so important anyway?' Squall ignored Quistis' question. But what she said about Selphie talking to Rinoa was rather peculiar. If she already knew about the condom, why'd she ask him? 'Look, Quisties, if you see Rinoa, tell her I'm looking for her.' Quisties nodded. 'Okay. I'll tell her if I see her.'
The party animals started to regain their consciousness later in the afternoon. To avoid the commotion, Squall went outside of Garden, where it had already begun snowing. It was a beautiful white Christmas. He had taken his laptop along. If he couldn't find her, he'd talk to her the modern way. E-mail. Ever since the newly formed 'I.T. Club', led by Selphie, installed a wireless internet dish into Gardens mainframe, the entire place had turned into a hotspot, allowing them to access the internet from any part of Garden. Squall found a dry bench; which had slight graffiti on it. 'This'll do.' He sat down, turned on the laptop, and started typing. But, how should he ask her?
[Hey, Rinoa, I received your condom. What's it for? Please reply,]
That definitely wouldn't be the right way to ask. Only a dummy like Zell would do that. Or maybe this: (Squall starts typing, and reads his words out loud)
' [Dear Rinoa,] erm, how should I ask her? Maybe this, [Dear Rinoa, I've received your Christmas present, how did you like the necklace I got you?] No, that would be too obvious that I'm avoiding the subject.' Squall grinned, jokingly, he typed, ' [Dear Rinoa, I received the condom. Really can't wait to try it out on you. I'll be waiting in my room tonight, lights out. P.S. Wear a thong.]'
Squall read what he typed and laughed, there was no way he was going to send her that. He minimized the humorous screen and opened another one. Nothing happened.
Squall clicked on the icon 'refresh'. He waited for a few seconds, but still nothing happened. 'Damn, the internets' busy again. I'll send it later at night.' Without turning it off, Squall shut the laptop and walked back into Garden. Forgetting about the icy floor, Squall tripped. The laptop fell out of his hands, and dropped on the icy floor, keyboard opened. 'Ouch,' Squall got up slowly, and bent down for his PC. 'Damn, thank god nothing broke. Got icy sand on my keyboard though. Oh man,' Squall inspected the 'Enter' button on his laptop. Half of the paint had come off, spelling only 'ent'. 'Hey, the internets working fine now,' the internet icon on his PC showed a good connection. ' Now that I'm already on my way, might as well just continue in my room.'
'Okay, okay, so my plan to get it out of him didn't work. But this will.' Selphie turned on a com. She had brought Rinoa into the library, planning to use the computers there. 'You send him an email, and discuss about it online, without meeting face to face!' Rinoa smiled, 'Clever.' They connected into the internet, and logged on to Rinoa's email. Selphie sat next to Rinoa, 'Okay, first-'
'-first I check my inbox. I've got one new mail,' Rinoa clicked on her inbox icon. Selphie sighed, 'You're wasting your time, probably Spam.'
'But just to be sure.'
The screen finished loading. 'Hey! I got an e-mail from Squall!' The both of them turned around. The librarian pointed at a sign 'Silence'. Nodding in apology, they turned back to the com, 'Open it,' Selphie whispered. Rinoa clicked on Squall's email. After what seemed like an eternity, they read the message.
[Dear Rinoa, I received the condom. Really can't wait to try it out on you. I'll be waiting in my room tonight, lights out. P.S. Wear a thong.]
(no idea how this happened, even though I wrote it myself. R&Rs please! ^_^ )
'Phew, that was exhausting.' Squall walked out of the training center, sweaty and all. He was all set for a nice warm shower. 'Wonder if they're still partying.' The shower can wait. For now, he'd better join in. He walked into the cafeteria, unaware of Selphie trailing behind. 'Hey! Squall!' Selphie waved, and ran towards him. 'What's up?' Selphie smiled, it was a clever question. 'Nothing much,' Squall crossed his fingers, 'thanks for the uh, clay thing, by the way,' Selphie continued smiling. Just be casual, try and get it out of him; she thought. 'It's actually what they call expression art. I just make a shape depending on how I feel. Bet Irvine didn't know that.' Squall laughed, 'Yeah, he's is still guessing.' Selphie needed to ask him about the condom without actually telling she knew about it from the beginning. 'By the way, what did Rinoa give you?' Ooh, good one. Squall scratched his head. 'Not sure, I haven't opened it yet.' Smart reply. But Selphie wasn't giving up yet. 'Err, look. I'm gonna join them at the party, wanna tag along?' Squall asked. He had to change the topic, fast. Selphie frowned, 'No thanks. I've already dropped by. With Rinoa.' Squall nodded. 'All right than, see you later.' Selphie continued to frown. 'Yeah. Bye. [Bummer]'
The party was still pretty lively despite it being 2 o'clock in the morning. 'It'll probably last till the sun comes up!' Squall turned around. A rather drunk Zell stood behind. His cheek had a shade of red and his hair had fallen down, giving him a 'beetles' look, except that his hair was yellow. 'You seem to be enjoying yourself,' remarked the soberer one. 'Yeah, but not as much as him,' Zell awkwardly pointed to the center of the crowd. A slightly chubby man, his head covered with party hats, was singing on top of a table. 'Who's that?' Squall asked, the room was getting too noisy to withstand. Zell looked at Squall for awhile, trying to understand the question, being in his drunken situation. 'Oh, that guy!' Zell pointed at the person Squall asked about, his finger trembling this time. 'That's Cid. Came in with Quisties. Drank-' Zell burped, much to Squall disgust. 'Oops, sorry about that. Like I was saying, err, what was I saying?' Zell was now wobbling from side to side. He reminded Squall of those little bobble heads you can get at the stores. 'About Cid.' Squall was getting pretty annoyed. 'Oh, right. Cid, yeah. He came in with Quistis, drank a few glasses of wine, and now he's gone totally like, funky.' Squall rolled his eyes. 'Whatever.' The crowd surrounding Cid cheered. He seemed to be doing a jitterbug of some sort. 'Look, did you see Rinoa? Around here, I mean.' The drunkard stared at Squall blankly, and finally collapsed on the floor, fast asleep. 'Never mind,' Squall walked out of the cafeteria. Any longer in there and he would have cracked. Maybe he'll look for her tomorrow. 'Oof,' Cid ran past, knocking the unsuspecting Squall to the ground. Quistis followed behind. 'Sorry Squall. Cid! Come back here!' Squall got up. Shaking his head in disbelief, the young Seed walked back into the dormitories as Quistis tried to calm down a drunk Headmaster Cid, who was now reciting lines from Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet" as he played with the water in the fountains. 'Cid! Come back down this instant!' Cid laughed at Quistis' threat. 'Come catch me if you can!'
Squall woke up the next day, and was the only person who didn't wake up with a splitting headache. He went back to the cafeteria. Cid and Quistis were no-where in sight, but the entire place was filled with snoring drunkards, fast asleep. Many were sleeping on the floor, while lucky ones occupied the tables. It had been a wild night. Squall tiptoed around them, careful not to step on anyone. He wanted to see if Rinoa was around here, though he doubted it. There was no sign of Rinoa. Good. Least he won't have to worry about dragging her out of here. He slowly tiptoed back to the entrance. Zell was still sleeping at the same spot he had passed out on. Cid and Quistis were now looking around. 'Hello, headmaster.' Squall acknowledged them. The memory of Cid running in the fountains drunk brought a slight twitch to Squalls lips. He will not laugh at the headmaster. 'Oh, good morning, Squall.' Cid replied in a casual tone. 'Quite hysterical, isn't it? Almost everyone in Balamb is fast asleep. Outside their dormitories, that is.' Cid laughed at his own joke. Quistis signaled to Squall not to mention anything about what happened before. Squall nodded in agreement. They wouldn't want to embarrass him. 'So he doesn't remember a thing?' Squall asked, as Cid walked further in front, not an earshot close to hear what they were saying. 'Yeah,' Quistis laughed, 'he was calling me "mummy" as I dragged him back to his office. He woke up fresh as a rosebud though.' Squall smirked, 'Typical Cid.' They continued to walk along the corridors. Students were even sleeping on top of the fish statue above the fountain. 'How'd they get up there?' Squall thought. He than remembered he had to look for Rinoa. 'Hey, have you seen Rinoa?' Squall asked, 'haven't seen her since yesterday afternoon.' Quistis shook her head. 'Nope. But I think I saw her yesterday night with Selphie walking to the dormitories. They seemed to be rather chatty about, would you believe, condoms? What's so important anyway?' Squall ignored Quistis' question. But what she said about Selphie talking to Rinoa was rather peculiar. If she already knew about the condom, why'd she ask him? 'Look, Quisties, if you see Rinoa, tell her I'm looking for her.' Quisties nodded. 'Okay. I'll tell her if I see her.'
The party animals started to regain their consciousness later in the afternoon. To avoid the commotion, Squall went outside of Garden, where it had already begun snowing. It was a beautiful white Christmas. He had taken his laptop along. If he couldn't find her, he'd talk to her the modern way. E-mail. Ever since the newly formed 'I.T. Club', led by Selphie, installed a wireless internet dish into Gardens mainframe, the entire place had turned into a hotspot, allowing them to access the internet from any part of Garden. Squall found a dry bench; which had slight graffiti on it. 'This'll do.' He sat down, turned on the laptop, and started typing. But, how should he ask her?
[Hey, Rinoa, I received your condom. What's it for? Please reply,]
That definitely wouldn't be the right way to ask. Only a dummy like Zell would do that. Or maybe this: (Squall starts typing, and reads his words out loud)
' [Dear Rinoa,] erm, how should I ask her? Maybe this, [Dear Rinoa, I've received your Christmas present, how did you like the necklace I got you?] No, that would be too obvious that I'm avoiding the subject.' Squall grinned, jokingly, he typed, ' [Dear Rinoa, I received the condom. Really can't wait to try it out on you. I'll be waiting in my room tonight, lights out. P.S. Wear a thong.]'
Squall read what he typed and laughed, there was no way he was going to send her that. He minimized the humorous screen and opened another one. Nothing happened.
Squall clicked on the icon 'refresh'. He waited for a few seconds, but still nothing happened. 'Damn, the internets' busy again. I'll send it later at night.' Without turning it off, Squall shut the laptop and walked back into Garden. Forgetting about the icy floor, Squall tripped. The laptop fell out of his hands, and dropped on the icy floor, keyboard opened. 'Ouch,' Squall got up slowly, and bent down for his PC. 'Damn, thank god nothing broke. Got icy sand on my keyboard though. Oh man,' Squall inspected the 'Enter' button on his laptop. Half of the paint had come off, spelling only 'ent'. 'Hey, the internets working fine now,' the internet icon on his PC showed a good connection. ' Now that I'm already on my way, might as well just continue in my room.'
'Okay, okay, so my plan to get it out of him didn't work. But this will.' Selphie turned on a com. She had brought Rinoa into the library, planning to use the computers there. 'You send him an email, and discuss about it online, without meeting face to face!' Rinoa smiled, 'Clever.' They connected into the internet, and logged on to Rinoa's email. Selphie sat next to Rinoa, 'Okay, first-'
'-first I check my inbox. I've got one new mail,' Rinoa clicked on her inbox icon. Selphie sighed, 'You're wasting your time, probably Spam.'
'But just to be sure.'
The screen finished loading. 'Hey! I got an e-mail from Squall!' The both of them turned around. The librarian pointed at a sign 'Silence'. Nodding in apology, they turned back to the com, 'Open it,' Selphie whispered. Rinoa clicked on Squall's email. After what seemed like an eternity, they read the message.
[Dear Rinoa, I received the condom. Really can't wait to try it out on you. I'll be waiting in my room tonight, lights out. P.S. Wear a thong.]
(no idea how this happened, even though I wrote it myself. R&Rs please! ^_^ )
