Chapter 3

AN: Sorry this chapter and chapter 2 took so long, Crimson kind of dropped me at the end of CH. 1 and I had to find another way to type and post this story. I don't have a computer of my own.

I do not own FF8.

Chapter 3

Laguna softly let himself into the room, hoping not to wake the girl inside. He tiptoed over to the bed, only to stop suddenly when he realizes that it was empty. He franticly looks around the room trying to spot the missing girl. He then sees that the light to the bathroom is on, signing with relief he walks over to the open door and knocks softly. No answer, he glances in to see the girl on her knees on the floor, leaning weakly back on the sink capnit. Laguna rushes forward, his eyes wide with concern.

"Miss, are you alright? What's wrong?" Laguna asked her in a soft tone that invoked a gentle calm.

The girl looked up at him with tear filled eyes on the brink of spilling onto her cheeks.

"It just came to me as I was lying in bed that I had no idea what I looked like." The girl said in a awe filled little voice.

Laguna smiled with relief that nothing serious was wrong with her, and jokingly asked.

"Were you afraid you were bad looking because now you know your not."

The girl chose at that moment to erupt in tears.

Great Laguna you and your crummy jokes made her cry.

"Oh miss, please don't cry, I did mean what I said your not bad looking at all. Really your quite pretty." Laguna tried to reassure her.

The girl looked up at him again, her tears had stopped but her eyes were still brimming.

Especially when you look at me like that, I wish I knew your name calling you girl all the time can't be helping matters much.

"No it's not that, it's this, well, everything! Not knowing what I looked liked was just the tip of the iceberg. I don't know anything about myself. What's my name? How old am I? Do I have a family?, and if I do, are they worry about me? The last thing I remember is waking up and seeing you." The last part was said softly as if the girl was just now coming to an important understanding.

"Why are you helping me? Why did you take me in to your home, you don't even know me! I don't even know myself!"

"I took you in because you need my help and I'm the kind of person that helps people in need. Things might look grim now, but everything will work out in the end. You'll see. Now you should be in bed. You have gone through a lot, you must be tried, the doctor will be here in the morning. I want you to be well enough for him to give you a clean bill of health." Laguna reach down a hand to help her up the hard floor. She took it slowly rising to her feet.

"Yes, I believe your right, what I want most is to be well again so I can get started on finding out who I am. Besides I am awfully tired." She said with a yawn.

Laguna hand was under her elbow supporting her on the walk to the bed. She tried to keep most of her body weight off of him, but she was so tired. The third time she tripped over her feet, Laguna couldn't take her trying to be strong. Sweeping her off her feet he carried her to the bed. Gently tucked her beneath the covers. Laguna looked at her face going to wish her a good night. He wasn't surprise to already see her asleep.

She snuggled deeper in the covers with a small snort before her breathing became even again.

Laguna smiled gently at this and reached out a hand to brush away a stray piece of hair out of her eyes. He waited awhile standing by her bed, until he was sure she was deep asleep before quietly exiting the room.

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The girl awoke feeling more clear-headed and calm then the day before. Her eyes still fuzzy and clouded from sleep. The dream she had been having slowly leaving her with a feeling of happiness, but with a slight trace of dread. Coming fully awake the girl brushed away the feelings to look around her. She was in a large room tucked into a large bed. Rose colored walls with a cream carpet and a fire place build into one of the walls. Doors to the side of the room opened into a balcony that overlooked the park, where the girl assumed that the man, Laguna Loire had found her. The girl remembered last night waking up and stumbing to the bathroom that was oppiste the balcony doors. Breaking down to be found once again by Mr. Loire. The girl drew herself into a sitting position with her elbows and leaned back against the oversized pillows behind her head. She yawn once more before becoming fully awake, and was startle by a knock at the door, and the voice that called out softly,

"Miss, are you awake?"

A mans voice that she reconciles as Mr. Loire.

"Yes, sir, I am." The girl spoke briefly.

"May I come in then." Laguna asked

There was silents from the other side of the door. Laguna hesitate to call out again taking the quiet as a no and turned to go.

"Yes, please, do." Was heard coming through meekly from beyond the door.

Moving quickly in case she changed her mind, Laguna opened the door, sliding through the small crack he made. Leaving the door open behind him. He spotted the girl sitting up in the bed and walked softly towards it. He stop once at the foot of the bed, to set a breakfast tray on a small chest at the end. Then straightening his back he slowly edge towards her as if she was a bird and he was afraid of freighting it away with any sharp movements.

"Are you feeling any better now, then last night?" Laguna asked with a concern look on his face.

"Yes, sir, I'm feeling much better, thank you." The girl said automatically.

"Laguna."

"What?" the girl asked confusion darkling her brow.

"My name is Laguna and I would like you to call me by it." He said his lips pressed into a stubborn line.

"Sir…" she began, but was cut off.

"No, not sir, Laguna." He said this with a smile, though his eyes burned with a odd green light, as if pleading with her to agree.

"Sir." She began again, but then made the mistake of looking at him. As if in a trance, his green eyes just looking at her, as if…She shook her head to clear her muddled thoughts.

"Sir…a quick peak up at him, Laguna." She agreed with a smile.

Laguna grinned and got up from the edge of the bed where he had been sitting.

"Would you like some breakfast, I didn't know if you would be hungry, but I thought you would be, or what you liked for that matter." Laguna rambled on as he collected the tray from the end of the bed, and placed it on her lap. It held a glass of milk and a glass of orange juice together with a poppy seed muffin, two slides of toast as well as jams and butter. It was complete with a bowl of warm cereal, and a rose, pink in color but deepening at the tips into a dark red.

The girl was glad the she could remember what each one of these items were.

"I rescued it from your clothes before they were washed it was stuck to part of something or another." Laguna explained when he notices her studying the rose.

That was the firat time the girl gave any thought to her clothes or what she was wearing. She glanced down at herself and blushed when she saw a old worn but warm white night-nee, about two times to big for her. Embarrses ahe reached to draw the covers more frimly about her shoulders.

"Oh, I …it's my house keepers old sift, she said you could have it until we get some cltohes and such that fit you better…." Laguna looked embarres the tips of his ears and the back of his neak bright pink. "She also the one who changed your ctohing and…" Laguna rubbed he leg.

"Come now eat up. Laguna changed the subject. The doctors will be here soon and you want to be in top shape so he can gave you a clean bill of health. In the mean time though, we can find out what you remember and try to undercover more. Laguna smiled. Well I'll leave you to your breakfast, but I'll be back later this afternoon, try to get some rest, someone will come for the tray just put it to the side of the bed."

Thoughout Laguna's speech the girl was slowly ate the toast and sipped the juice, all the while looking at Laguna with wide eyes.

Laguna smile "don't worry, I'll help with what ever problems you have, you don't have to go through this alone."

Laguna limped towards the door but before he open it, the girl called him back.

"Sir."

Laguna turned back to look at her, his eyebrows raised, both with question and her lack of the use of his name.

"Thank you." She called out softly.

Laguna walked threw the open door way and turned to shut it after him, but not before he heard her say softly in a whispered tone.

"Sir Laguna."