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Summary: Dr. K tries to get Squall to come out of his office...
Heartless - Chapter 3
"No! Absolutely not! I am not going out, never! "I marched angry to my desk, and sat down with a stubborn thump. "But Squall... I do not understand, why not? Your reaction was a normal one when put under friction..." Dr. K walked over to my desk, and put a heavy hand on my slumped shoulder. I shrugged it annoyed off, and sent her a promised death with a glare if she touched me again.
"." I closed my eyes and turned my back on her, frowning deeply in anger. "Squall Leonhart; do not turn your back on me!" Her voice was irritated, and I could almost see the furious look on her face... I could not believe this; she still acts if I were a child, and not a commander of the GARDEN. I sighed, and turned around on my chair, my arms in cross. "I made a complete ass of myself in front of half the Gardens students and faculty, and you expect me not to be angry and embarrassed!" I sneered at her, my face flushed and furious.
She looked shocked back at me, and at first I did not understand why, then realization dawned on Me., I had raised my voice into yelling for the first time against others then Seifer for the first time in ages. I sighed again and rolled my eyes. "I am sorry.. I. I just can't face him... Garden right now... "I corrected myself, looking away, and blush creeping up my face. before suddenly covering my face with my left arm. *Why do you want me to go see him, don't you see that I am embarrassed and ashamed? It is not like I can ever tell him either. Like: "Hi Seifer, I love you, let's forget everything evil between us, and the fact that you have tried to kill me several times, and the fact that we are both males and supposed to hate the guts out of each other." Likely, He'll defiantly leave then!*
"Squall, you are doing it again!" My thought was broken off into nothing by Dr. K voice. ""Huh?" I looked at her, confinement in my eyes. "You can't expect me to read your thought, Squall, I don't know what you are thinking. Stop going into that La La land of yours and speak it out if you want to tell me something!" she looked at me, annoyed. * I dot go into La La Land!* I thought to myself, when I was interrupted again. "Squall! You are doing it again!"
"." I crossed my arms once more and frowned at her tone. "Come no, Squall, don't be that stuck up!" My eyes winded in surprise of her language, before they narrowed into thin slits, and I growled. "Get out! "
She gasped, shocked. "What?" My eyes narrowed even more. "Are you deaf, I said GET OUT!" I pushed at her towards my door. She looked me deep into the eyes, and I could see pity there. "Very well, *Commander* "She turned on her heel, and stomped out the door, slamming it behind her.
I sighed once again, and let my head drop forward, where it suddenly went with a painful impact against my hard oak desk. "Ouch." I raised my head, rubbing the spot where the impact had been, staring down at the surface of the desk, and half expecting an imprint of my scarred forehead. I sank in the chair, sighting *again*
*I really should apologies to her.* I slumped, not really want to bend my damned pride and go after her. My messy hair fell in front of my face, tickling my nose, making me stand up and sneeze violently. *Ritsj* I froze, standing there, hands still covering my face, in a half standing half sitting position. I slowly turned my head, looking over my shoulder. There, glued at the chair, was part of my 3000 Gil designer pants.
I blinked, confused for a second, before it all dawned for me.
"AAAALLLMAAAASSSSYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Damn Seizer and his love for super glue..
*** Arthur notes: Wow, three chapters, this is the longest up till now; I think I am going to try to keep it up at this length, if that does not bother anyone. I don't really know where this fic is headed, but I will finish it, so if I start to go slow, just mail me and get my typing going, I will need it. I am a slow writer. F anybody have some ideas, just mail me them at Mynxx25@hotmail.com.
If I get one more request, I will write what happened the first time Squall had an accident with superglue.
Cha, see ya next chaper :-D
Heartless - Chapter 3
"No! Absolutely not! I am not going out, never! "I marched angry to my desk, and sat down with a stubborn thump. "But Squall... I do not understand, why not? Your reaction was a normal one when put under friction..." Dr. K walked over to my desk, and put a heavy hand on my slumped shoulder. I shrugged it annoyed off, and sent her a promised death with a glare if she touched me again.
"." I closed my eyes and turned my back on her, frowning deeply in anger. "Squall Leonhart; do not turn your back on me!" Her voice was irritated, and I could almost see the furious look on her face... I could not believe this; she still acts if I were a child, and not a commander of the GARDEN. I sighed, and turned around on my chair, my arms in cross. "I made a complete ass of myself in front of half the Gardens students and faculty, and you expect me not to be angry and embarrassed!" I sneered at her, my face flushed and furious.
She looked shocked back at me, and at first I did not understand why, then realization dawned on Me., I had raised my voice into yelling for the first time against others then Seifer for the first time in ages. I sighed again and rolled my eyes. "I am sorry.. I. I just can't face him... Garden right now... "I corrected myself, looking away, and blush creeping up my face. before suddenly covering my face with my left arm. *Why do you want me to go see him, don't you see that I am embarrassed and ashamed? It is not like I can ever tell him either. Like: "Hi Seifer, I love you, let's forget everything evil between us, and the fact that you have tried to kill me several times, and the fact that we are both males and supposed to hate the guts out of each other." Likely, He'll defiantly leave then!*
"Squall, you are doing it again!" My thought was broken off into nothing by Dr. K voice. ""Huh?" I looked at her, confinement in my eyes. "You can't expect me to read your thought, Squall, I don't know what you are thinking. Stop going into that La La land of yours and speak it out if you want to tell me something!" she looked at me, annoyed. * I dot go into La La Land!* I thought to myself, when I was interrupted again. "Squall! You are doing it again!"
"." I crossed my arms once more and frowned at her tone. "Come no, Squall, don't be that stuck up!" My eyes winded in surprise of her language, before they narrowed into thin slits, and I growled. "Get out! "
She gasped, shocked. "What?" My eyes narrowed even more. "Are you deaf, I said GET OUT!" I pushed at her towards my door. She looked me deep into the eyes, and I could see pity there. "Very well, *Commander* "She turned on her heel, and stomped out the door, slamming it behind her.
I sighed once again, and let my head drop forward, where it suddenly went with a painful impact against my hard oak desk. "Ouch." I raised my head, rubbing the spot where the impact had been, staring down at the surface of the desk, and half expecting an imprint of my scarred forehead. I sank in the chair, sighting *again*
*I really should apologies to her.* I slumped, not really want to bend my damned pride and go after her. My messy hair fell in front of my face, tickling my nose, making me stand up and sneeze violently. *Ritsj* I froze, standing there, hands still covering my face, in a half standing half sitting position. I slowly turned my head, looking over my shoulder. There, glued at the chair, was part of my 3000 Gil designer pants.
I blinked, confused for a second, before it all dawned for me.
"AAAALLLMAAAASSSSYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Damn Seizer and his love for super glue..
*** Arthur notes: Wow, three chapters, this is the longest up till now; I think I am going to try to keep it up at this length, if that does not bother anyone. I don't really know where this fic is headed, but I will finish it, so if I start to go slow, just mail me and get my typing going, I will need it. I am a slow writer. F anybody have some ideas, just mail me them at Mynxx25@hotmail.com.
If I get one more request, I will write what happened the first time Squall had an accident with superglue.
Cha, see ya next chaper :-D