Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, or any of the related
characters.
Note: I am not on cold medicine today! But I fell like crud. Grr. I also found out that the italics weren't working, so I had to go back, and fix them. Who knows when the revised copy will be set up though. Grr. 24 hours is a long time. I don't condone self-mutilation, murder, suicide, etc..Well. Anyways, your overly worked college authoress is going crazy. Have fun!
Chapter 5: Edge of a Knife
Squall exited the small shower, and placed a large towel around his thin waist. The wind howled through a crack in the window, and the draft from it made goose bumps on his legs. He grabbed his belongings, and went to his room. Edea, and Cid had started putting additions onto the house for Squall, Irvine, Selphie, Quistis, Zell, Seifer, and Ellone. Only 2 of the rooms were finished, and the walls of stone, and roofs were only finished the week before. I single twin bed was in Squall's room. It was clad in black, and a lamp hung from the ceiling.
Squall dropped his clothing on the floor, and flopped onto his bed, stomach side down. He grabbed his pillow, and placed it under his head. His eyes drooped, and the tea finally kicked in. He slept like a baby, which usually never happens for his subconscious is usually always active. For the past two months he was sleep deprived, and beyond his limit physically. He drooled slightly tonight, and a peaceful snore could be heard if you listened carefully. For once in his life he was tranquil. The rain calmed to a pitter-patter as he slept.
Rinoa slept comfortably in Cid's large arms. He moved, and she jerked awake. She breathed heavily, and remembered where she was. She, and Cid had wondered into Irvine's room, which was clad in leather, and animal hides. The lamp in the corner barely gave light, and she made the flame grow.
She dressed herself, and woke the sleeping Cid. He mumbled something about next time, and went back to sleep. She woke him again, and he finally stayed awake. She left the room, and showered. She smelled rank from sex, and she could even smell herself. The water hit the tile floor loudly, and she undressed. Her small, ravaged body slid into the shower, and she bathed. For once her conscious nagged her about what she has been doing, but she passed it off when she rinsed the shampoo from her hair.
Rinoa wondered into Quistis' room, and slept with out even her towel on. Squall liked to sleep with her nude, and she longed for his gentle touch. She caressed her pillow, and slept soundly, forgetting about her sins.
Edea slid into a disturbed slumber. Her body twitched from the nightmare she was having. The lightning cracked as she fell from her bed, and onto the cold, stone floor. She wept bitterly, and cut herself once more. Her inner thigh bled a lifeless red, and she wet her fingers in the liquid.
Selphie, and Irvine woke as the sun rose upon the grassy field. Deling, and the rest of Galbadia has had perfect weather, and Selphie basked in the warm glow of the sun. Irvine slept soundly, and Selphie wrapped herself in his jacket as she watched the sun.
Selphie: *This will be the perfect day.*
Quistis had fallen asleep at Gen. Caraway's desk. The phone laid in her right hand, as her left arm supported her head. Zell had fallen asleep on the couch, and woke up with a stretch, and a yawn. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and placed the phone back on the hook. He then placed a nearby blanket around Quistis, and returned to the couch, and slept. His mother entered the room moments later, and smiled at the sight, placed breakfast on a table, and left silently.
Note: I am not on cold medicine today! But I fell like crud. Grr. I also found out that the italics weren't working, so I had to go back, and fix them. Who knows when the revised copy will be set up though. Grr. 24 hours is a long time. I don't condone self-mutilation, murder, suicide, etc..Well. Anyways, your overly worked college authoress is going crazy. Have fun!
Chapter 5: Edge of a Knife
Squall exited the small shower, and placed a large towel around his thin waist. The wind howled through a crack in the window, and the draft from it made goose bumps on his legs. He grabbed his belongings, and went to his room. Edea, and Cid had started putting additions onto the house for Squall, Irvine, Selphie, Quistis, Zell, Seifer, and Ellone. Only 2 of the rooms were finished, and the walls of stone, and roofs were only finished the week before. I single twin bed was in Squall's room. It was clad in black, and a lamp hung from the ceiling.
Squall dropped his clothing on the floor, and flopped onto his bed, stomach side down. He grabbed his pillow, and placed it under his head. His eyes drooped, and the tea finally kicked in. He slept like a baby, which usually never happens for his subconscious is usually always active. For the past two months he was sleep deprived, and beyond his limit physically. He drooled slightly tonight, and a peaceful snore could be heard if you listened carefully. For once in his life he was tranquil. The rain calmed to a pitter-patter as he slept.
Rinoa slept comfortably in Cid's large arms. He moved, and she jerked awake. She breathed heavily, and remembered where she was. She, and Cid had wondered into Irvine's room, which was clad in leather, and animal hides. The lamp in the corner barely gave light, and she made the flame grow.
She dressed herself, and woke the sleeping Cid. He mumbled something about next time, and went back to sleep. She woke him again, and he finally stayed awake. She left the room, and showered. She smelled rank from sex, and she could even smell herself. The water hit the tile floor loudly, and she undressed. Her small, ravaged body slid into the shower, and she bathed. For once her conscious nagged her about what she has been doing, but she passed it off when she rinsed the shampoo from her hair.
Rinoa wondered into Quistis' room, and slept with out even her towel on. Squall liked to sleep with her nude, and she longed for his gentle touch. She caressed her pillow, and slept soundly, forgetting about her sins.
Edea slid into a disturbed slumber. Her body twitched from the nightmare she was having. The lightning cracked as she fell from her bed, and onto the cold, stone floor. She wept bitterly, and cut herself once more. Her inner thigh bled a lifeless red, and she wet her fingers in the liquid.
Selphie, and Irvine woke as the sun rose upon the grassy field. Deling, and the rest of Galbadia has had perfect weather, and Selphie basked in the warm glow of the sun. Irvine slept soundly, and Selphie wrapped herself in his jacket as she watched the sun.
Selphie: *This will be the perfect day.*
Quistis had fallen asleep at Gen. Caraway's desk. The phone laid in her right hand, as her left arm supported her head. Zell had fallen asleep on the couch, and woke up with a stretch, and a yawn. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and placed the phone back on the hook. He then placed a nearby blanket around Quistis, and returned to the couch, and slept. His mother entered the room moments later, and smiled at the sight, placed breakfast on a table, and left silently.
