Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, any of the songs I didn't write, or any of the related characters.

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Hiya! Please review. Tell, friends, yes, yes. Need reviews. Me die feeling unwanted. sniff Well, anyways, hopefully this chapter will be better. I think it will. (crosses fingers) Well, here goes nothin'.

Chapter 11: You're Ass is Mine

     Squall awoke to Rinoa's smiling face. He hadn't intended to sleep that ling, but his exhaustion had caught up with him. He sat up, and noticed that his right hand was clenched around his gunblade. He was about to wonder why, but the voice from his dream filled his head again.

I haven't much time, my voel.

Squall: Did you hear that?

Rinoa: Hear what?

Squall: …Nothing.

Find your truth…

Squall: And what?

…fight for it 'til death….

Squall: Am I losing my mind?

…takes you under her wings…

Squall: What the-?

…I will be there awaiting you…

…at your end…

Squall: Are you sure you didn't hear anything?

Rinoa: Are you talking about Zell's singing?

Squall (hears Zell singing "Baby's Got Back."): Uh, yeah. I…thought it was something dying.

Rinoa: Actually, he does sound that bad giggles. We're in Esthar. Kiros is outside with Ward.

Squall (stands up, and goes to door): …

Rinoa: Squall?

Squall (turns to her): …?

Rinoa: You should talk to him. Laguna, I mean.

Squall (exits): Yeah, right. You never really iced things over with your father, so why should I? You're one to talk.

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[on the loading dock]

Irvine (strumming his guitar)(singing):

Things sometimes are worse than  they see—m

I thought I saw you there without a damn thing on---

Dammit, Zell, what's goin' on--------?

Zell: Shut up, man!

Irvine:

What's the rash

On you're a---ss?

It's a good thing I'm not Quistis!

Zell: KNOCK IT OFF! (about to pound Irvine)

Quistis (shaking her head): Ugh.

Selphie J: How funny! I didn't know that Zell had a rash!

Zell: SHUT UP!

Kiros: They're as bad as Laguna when he's drunk.

Ward (nods): … 

Squall: Is that his excuse for everything?

Kiros: Hey, he's a pretty good guy. Once you get past his stupidity, and all…

Ward:

Kiros: Right. Squall, the committee is ready, and waiting.

Squall: Committee?

Ward: sigh

Kiros (scratches back of his neck): Well, it's really just us, Laguna, Odine, and Ellone…

Squall: Some war council…Ellone's there?

Kiros: Yeah, and that creepy Odine guy. He gets even weirder with age.

Squall: I'm surprised he hasn't keeled over yet…

Zell: Ya don't mind if I go to Fisherman's Point with Quistis, and Xu, do ya?

Squall (motions yes): …

Irvine: Well. You should have Mayor Dobe's wife look at your ass, man. You better watch it, or it'll fall off {do I smell a fan fic. Spin-off?}

Squall: Did you really have to point that out to us?

Irvine: Hey, he started singing about how Selphie's boobs are small, so I started singing about his ass rash. (goes to Selphie) All is fair in love (turns to Zell), and war.

Zell: That's harsh.

Squall: Let's get to business. There's no sense wasting valuable time.

Rinoa: Right!

     Everyone starts to go their separate ways, and Zell pauses as Quistis boards the Ragnarok.

Zell: Quistis? Can my ass really fall off?

Quistis (shakes her head in disbelief of his stupidity): ….

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This one wasn't really depressing, but I have learned from Hamlet, and other plays that total darkness makes people lose interest (unless they're morbid like me). Well, R/R J