"Koo koo kachoo?" Saranie sat cross-legged on the metal wall of rust in the
middle of nowhere, listening to Zell foul mouth off about all the bad
things Irvine did. What did he expect? She wasn't about to get too friendly
with a guy who called one of her greatest talents 'Koo koo kachoo.'
"And then he goes off and hounds this one girl that was in the classroom, and you know what? She fell-"
"I DON'T CARE ZELL!!!" Saranie snapped, once and for all, finally just tuning him out. Why had she gotten herself into this? Beating up Leonhart and screwing Irvine were very wrong ideas, she decided. Now Squall wouldn't look at her for the shame, and she needed eye contact in order to give off orders, and the others were looking down on her for getting rowdy with Irvine. What did they want? Her business, for one, and for two, they were her workers...
Now she was stuck in the middle of Tutok desert, her air ship broken down because Selphie tried to kill Irvin by shoving him into the control panel, and she was stuck with a group of people who hated her and a little gas station in the middle of nowhere with a fat mechanic, big haired waitress, and a group of filthy looking people. Zell hadn't shut up since walking in on her and Irvine, who mind you finished what they were doing anyways, and it wasn't even like she was dating Zell! How in the world did he own her? If she didn't need to sacrifice the whiney blonde's life, she'd kill him right here. Oh, yeah, and Rira liked him.
"Well, what now?" she asked a pale-faced Squall, walking out of the station.
"They said we have to order some parts, and then wait nearly a week because 'Earl' just went out on his weekly trip to the Ore city yesterday."
"What?! Sheesh, I'll go get the damn parts! We don't have a week! If they find out we were with the rebellion, we'd have police crawling all over us and alls we could do b is run out into the desert and die that way!"
"Well, it's your fault. If you could have stayed off of Irvine's lap, the control panel wouldn't be broken."
"Whatever... Squall, do you remember when we fought? What helped me win?"
"Umm... yeah... it was like a giant sized Rira..."
"Well" Saranie picked up her kitten from her sleeping post on the ground, tossing her in the air "do it, Rira!"
The tiny kitten's tails steamed as it enlarged, and then burst into flame when the final stage of the evolution emerged, the kitten now the size of a van "Like my kitty?"
**
'Great...' Squall thought 'great. Now I'm on the back of a giant cat, behind an annoying woman, off to get parts on an alien planet! What's wrong with me?'
He was nearly sixty feet into the air, over the desolate warm ground of the desert, the sun slowly going down around him. Below him, the warm fur of the flaming tiger, and in front of him the black clothed and golden haired Saranie. His arms were wrapped around her waist, and he wasn't really enjoying it as she kept sitting up higher or bending down so the he was touching body parts he didn't want to touch.
"Look, when will we be to this Ore?" He asked, getting annoyed by her moaning whenever he drew closer to her to escape the wag of the flaming fans behind him.
"Sun up, really. It takes a long time to get there in an air ship, even longer when Rira is nearly six miles slower and needs to stop and drink plenty of times."
"Yay... and back just as long?"
"No. We'll rent a car while there. That way we won't have to stop so often and we can go a bit faster. But, we'll have to stay overnight in Ore..."
"What?!" he moaned "I forgot my gil!"
"I don't have enough for separate rooms in a hotel, Squall..." Saranie sighed.
"No... I'm not going to be with you Saranie. Not just in a hotel room. I'm not going to do you like Irvine, I'm not going to hang on you like Zell, I'm not going to love you."
"I'm just playing with you, idiot. I'm not trying to be with you. I can see you got the hots for Seifer, and well... Though I know Seifer's not a homo, but you can give it a shot."
"I'm not after your brother!"
"Sure... And I'm fuzzy McGee. Now, if not, then how about I strip down to underwear and you and I have a little fun when we get to Ore?"
"You just said you're not after me!!!"
"I did, but hey why not a little fun?"
"Because I'm no pervert!"
**
"Here we are, the lovely Ore... Bigger than Delling, smaller than Esther, yet the smallest city in Urone" Saranie giggled, as Rira glided down onto the ground in front of miles of huge buildings, all in the shade of gold and blue, so much so that it looked like a SeeD uniform. Noises of cars, streetlights, and the snappy up to beat music of the streets in a city. The single huge street ran through like a Vegas strip, complete with smaller streets snaking around the buildings to create the streets of Ore. A lot of the cars were the same, Squall noticed, but he also noticed a young girl and boy speeding out of the city past them in what looked like a hovering bat, with the head of an engine. The people in Ore looked strange, too. Dark skinned people with black hair that looked like half giants roamed the streets easily, blending in with the crowd easily. There were soft faced yet bright eyed with the silent yet menacing hunted look people, with gray and green shiny hair and wearing the weirdest of clothes, such as purple cloth like skirt's and bras, sandals, and fur cuffs. Then there were the kindly normal looking people, with the worn away skin from being in the sun and working, wearing tan and black clothes only. Then, last but not least, trailing hear and there throughout the streets, attracting Squall's attention the most, were people that looked like Saranie and Seifer. The straight faces, the irregular shiny hair, the tiny eyes, and the evil sneering look.
"Well, come on... we gotta find that shop..." Saranie said, Rira turning into a kitten and hopping onto her shoulder.
As the three walked through the city, Squall was amazed at the cone shaped buildings, tiny flat one story concrete homes, and things harder to describe. He noticed that Saranie wasn't the only Urone citizen that liked pets, too. At the sides of countless women, were some the strangest looking dogs he had ever seen. Some stood tall, with long and nearly six flowing red tails, and had a fox like look. Others were short, with mice like faces and lion like manes. The men seemed to have a different interest in pets, though. Huge raven like bird's perched on the shoulders of the more shady like people. The out and the open punk teens seemed to take a liking to cat like dogs, as he spotted one that stood to the knees with the body of the dog yet the face like a soft Siamese cat.
"Come on... There's something I need to do" she turned down a corner, grabbing Squall's shoulder and pulling him into a darker street. The homes were poorly lighted, no shops, and little windows. She stopped at the end, in front of an apartment building, and rang a bell with a worn away name next to it.
"Yes...?" there came the soft voice of a young woman inside, sounding young yet covered up to sound old.
"It's me, Sara. Open up."
The strong steel doors of the apartment swung open, and for the first time Squall noticed that the apartment's windows were boarded up, and graffiti. It looked abandoned, or run down at least.
Saranie slowly led Squall through poorly lit hallways, dark stairways, yet all nicely furnished and had the warm feeling.
"Where are we going?" he asked slowly, timid.
"Up. You'll see when we get there," she said as they reached the last landing.
"Spill it," he snapped, as she led him towards the end of the hall.
"Look, Squall. Calm down, trust me on this one, I know what I'm doing," she sighed.
He grabbed her wrists, pushing her against the wall and holding her there "you set me up didn't you!?" he yelled, leaning on her, a little more in some places.
"Squall?... Wow, you and Saranie? That's a couple that would make some cute kids..." came a familiar, soft and giggling voice.
Squall spun around, staring at the one and only Sis.
**
"I told you to trust me, but nooo, you gotta go and sexually harass me!" Saranie snapped, crossing her arms and leaning back in the tiny ragged couch and shutting her eyes.
"I told you, I wasn't harassing you!"
"Not that I didn't enjoy it..." she turned to the brunette sitting next to her, sliding her hand in between his legs.
He nearly fell off the couch, trying to get away "touch that and die!"
Ellone laughed, shaking her head "you two were meant for each other"
Squall snapped "SHUT UP!!!"
"Hey, want to here a dirty joke?"
"Eh?"
"Pig rolled in the mud!" Saranie giggled like a little girl, falling over.
Squall rolled his eyes, turning back to Sis "so... I thought you were on a vacation?"
"I was. On Urone. When, suddenly, I encountered Saranie here! She told me about this evil witch whom was taking over poor Urone. Well, I couldn't help but join in on the rebellion with an old friend..." "Yeah... Irvine... told me about how Seifer and Sara were separated..."
"HE WHAT!? I asked him not to!!!" Saranie leapt up, wide eyed.
"We asked you to not get personal. What if you got pregnant?" Squall asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Then you'd be out of luck for the next nine months" she grinned.
Ellone laughed slightly "well, anyways, while in the rebellion I met two old acquaintances..."
"Really? Who?"
There came a knock on the door, rather loud, and in walked two abandoners with a purpose...
**
The female wore a red and black flannel jacket shirt with a dark lavender undershirt, short shorts, dark brown hiker boots with long socks, and a pair of sun glasses, blending in perfectly with a greasy mechanic scenario. The male wore green army over shirt and was bare-chested, with dark camouflage pants and dark brown heavy looking steel tipped boots. One was gray haired, with an eye-patch and smug victory looking face, the other dark skinned and muscular.
"Raijin! Fuijin!!!?" Squall stared absent-mindedly at the two, and the two smiled a greeting to Saranie.
"So, the hell minion has returned with the brunette of steel... Where's the blonde that wont stand still, the perverted red head, the annoying brown head, and the other blonde that knows it all?" Raijin asked, smiling slightly.
"Down the hell's Jiffy Lube in the desert. I got too cozy with the pervert and the brown head decided she was going to blow up my control panel in my air ship" Saranie muttered, leaning back annoyed.
"DAMN GOODIE-TWO-SHOES!!!" Fuijin snapped, smashing her glasses slightly.
"Eh, calm down girl friend, tis all good..." Saranie laughed, shaking her head.
"Sooo... This is your plan? Bring in the fool that defeated Ultimecia?" Raijin asked, sitting down and opening a can of something.
"Yeah... But, he keeps sexually harassing me..."
"I AINT HARASSING YOU IN ANYWAY!!!" Squall yelled, but stopped when Fuijin glared at him.
"Well... what's the next mission?" Ellone asked.
"Umm... Playing Pac Man!" Saranie yelled.
"Seriously" Squall asked.
"Well... Jaromaru has been giving us a lot of trouble lately..." Saranie rubbed her chin.
"Jaromaru?" Squall asked, confused.
"Here..." Ellone pressed a button under the table, and lights appeared all over the table. A green colored hologram appeared of a strange looking square building "this is Jaromaru."
"Jaromaru is a secret little cult that is devoted to Cennaire, run by Hurdy, who believes that she's the new god. They are very powerful. One Juro, as we call them, equals the strength of three SeeDs in one. Since you're the strongest of SeeDs, we gathered you guys up to help us get past them. They've nothing to do with the Uronian army, yet they like to screw the rebellion up. A lot" Fuijin said, now calm.
"This is their building," Ellone explained, pointing at the hologram "it's run by a main generator in the very center, and their hide out is everything to Jaromaru. If we destroy the hide out, since it's so big, escape is little possibility for most."
"So... blow up the generator, destroy Jaromaru itself?" Squall asked, listening carefully.
"Exactly. But, our main technical and designer, Fuijin, can't devise a bomb that will last longer than ten minutes. We must set the bomb, and leave, without difficulty from the guards, within ten minutes, or else we're done for. We'll have Raijin" Saranie said, leaning over and typing on a keyboard that fell out of the table, as a bleep appeared on the walk way leading north "stay here, to guard the entrance and exit. We'll have to take Fuijin as far as the sixth room in that row over there, to enter in coordinates into the computer locks and the elevator to the basement."
"Afterwards, it's home free for Ellone, you, and Saranie, the burden to get in, blow it up, and get out is on your shoulders" Fuijin said, looking seriously into Squall's eyes.
**
"Why do we have to share a room!?" Squall yelled, laying across one of the tiny beds in an hotel room.
"Because, we can't take money out of the rebellion's stash for you conveiniance, you know. And all the beds in the rebellion head quarters where Ellone and Fuijin and Raijin were are taken. It was a bite out of my pocket to get a double bedded room in Ore's only hotel, so you be happy you don't have to snuggle up to me tonight!" Saranie snapped, coming out of the bathroom in her old clothes, yet without the coat, the shoes, or the gloves and sleeves and leggings, crawling onto the fluffy bed opposite of Squall's, purple toothbrush clenched in her teeth.
"... Okay... But... Stay away from me..." Squall muttered, rolling over onto his stomach.
"Whatever, Romeo..."
Squall twitched slightly, shutting his eyes.
"... Hey, Squall... Do you have a girlfriend?"
He clenched the sheets tightly 'maybe I can get her off of me...' "Yeah, me and Quistis are kind of seeing each other..."
"Oh..." she sounded hurt.
He rolled over, wide eyed "okay... We're not together, I doubt we ever will be..."
She smiled "that little 'oh' always gets 'em."
He ran this through his head, then laughed "oh, you're a good one..."
"I know..." she leaned over the opposite side over her bed, rummaging through a bag she got from the headquarters.
Squall couldn't look away. It was a good view. Though adorned in black, not exactly short like Rinoa, and above all a girl who got around, her rear wasn't less than top ten.
"Hey, want a candy bar?" Saranie sat up, a piece of chocolate in her mouth, another wrapped in a hand.
"You don't exactly eat well, huh?"
"Hey, women on your planet might get thin and bony because they feel unhealthy, but women on my planet get thin and bony cause daddy or honey got laid off" Saranie giggled, nodding.
"Nah, I'll pass..." he shrugged, leaning back and picking up a remote, turning on the TV.
It showed a young looking news reporter with a breaking news logo under her, and small fuzzy picture of an explosion behind her.
"Top News! No more than five minutes ago has are camera Yume sent in this report of the recent explosion at the Nai Justice Center. Judge Hall, previously the Judge of the trials of the six finest members of Cennaire's rebellion, did not survive this attack, as he was a main target. It is blamed on Cid Wiggins, or more commonly known by his middle name, Shun, who was the leader of those six finest members and recently escaped execution narrowly by being aided in escape by his ex girlfriend and leader of the rebellion, Saranie Almasy" the reporter said, yet the screen immediately went blank afterwards.
Squall looked up to see that Saranie had slid behind him while he was watching the news "Yup, that's Shun's doing."
"Shun?..." Squall asked, turning to her.
"Ex-lover. Still friend. He's thirty-five, still pretty hot, and a master assassin. Vampirism, too" she smiled smugly.
"Why was he in prison?"
"That Judge Hill's sixty five and as old as an eighty year old. I think Cennaire's tempting him into always prosecuting the rebellion members. Alls Shun was doing was buying a pop with some other rebellion members, and the cops found out, set him up. So, we pop Shun and about a dozen other rebellion members, and then Shun goes off and takes care of the Judge and law thing."
"Oh... Squall shrugged, leaning over on his side again, none too pleased with the fact Saranie said her ex was hot, yet couldn't figure out why it mattered. "I see you guys got publicity..."
"We usually like more things, too..." Squall felt a leg and something warm fall over him, and hot breath on his neck. He rolled over onto his back, yet Saranie still sat on his stomach, running her hands up his shirt.
"Wh-?" he slid his hands over her pants slightly, letting her kiss on his neck. He didn't know why, but he wasn't ready to make her stop, not yet. He shut his eyes, feeling her hot tongue caress his lips. "Mmm..."
She leaned back, undoing the chains of her shirt. 'A little more...'
SLAM SLAM SLAM!!! "Open up!!! We have a warrant to search this perimeter!!! Fake ID's were used in renting it!!!"
"Just in time..." Saranie said, climbing off Squall and pulling off her shirt, revealing her bra. She opened the door, leaning against the wood panel softly and looking innocent at the men in uniform outside her door "excuse me?"
A few younger men behind the oldest and head gulped, staring at the half naked woman in front of them. The older man seemed only slightly phased "we- we have a warrant to search this premises. Mr. Willis and Ms. Kyles have been missing for the previous month, which means you aren't the lovers."
"We are Marco Willis and Casey Kyles. We went off and got married, and we've been on our honeymoon since. In fact, you interrupted a little get together between us. I hope you're happy!" Saranie, or more Cassandra Kyles snapped, sighing, as she was a good actor.
Squall then realized what she had been doing, seducing him like that. She had made it look like they really were in the middle of something, which made him sweat, his clothes ruffled, and in fact pants unzipped.
"Oh, well then, we're terribly sorry ma'am" they nodded, walking off down the hall for more inspections.
"So... Umm..." he looked down, zipping up his pants and tiding himself up.
"Get your stuff ready, they'll be back. They're just off, but they'll check the ID picture and come back, and won't let us go. We've been discovered, most likely fallowed. Fuijin and Raijin must have noticed this when we left, so most of the headquarters probably been evacuated, but Ellone, Fuijin, and Raijin won't leave without us" Saranie said, picking up the ball of fluff kitten Rira off of the pillow and packing up her bag, getting dressed.
"Oh... Okay..." Squall put on his jacket, making sure there was nothing to be left behind. Saranie leaned over her bag, going through the items and making sure they were all there. Squall had the urge to run his fingers over her skin, yet stayed to his tasks.
After a few moments, Saranie stood next to the window, peering out "right on time... These idiots are too predictable..."
Outside stood a number of police cars, all holding megaphones and calling up to the room "You are surrounded, Saranie Almasy! Come out with you're hands up with your accomplice, and suspected male prostitute! We have the headquarters surrounded as well!!!"
"Male prostitute!?" Squall snapped, wide eyed. Saranie giggled "hey... No time to act like a fool!"
She reached behind her, ripping Rira off of her shoulder and tossing the kitten out of the window, which immediately turned into it's giant cat form. She then leaned over, grabbing her bag and gripping Squall's hand. His eyes trailed up to hers, which were vicious and vibrant "les' go, Squall-io!!!"
She jerked him out of the window, falling onto Rira and veering the cat off and flying through the air. Squall heard gunshots behind him, yet barely over the wind and police sirens. "SIREN!!!" He turned to Saranie "How about I summon Ifrit to hold them off!?"
"No! There are far too many rebellion members on these streets to risk it!"
They neared the headquarter apartment building, and Squall didn't like what he saw. A gray haired young woman was throwing and cracking a whip at the oncoming group of police officers, the dark skinned male was fighting them off with his fists, and in the back of the triangle a brown haired female was shooting a gun at the force.
"Alloy! Make room, Squall!!!" Rira dipped, and Raijin leapt onto the cream colored back, pulling up Fuijin and finally Ellone behind him. They veered off of the straight course, heading away from the desert, from Ore, and all else Squall barely knew.
"Whats going on?! What about Zell!? Quistis?! Selphie!? Irvine!?" Squall snapped, hitting Saranie's shoulder.
"We can't go back, Squall. Too risky!!! They'll be alright, till the sky clears! Until then, we'll go to Nai, meet up with Shun, and then carry out the plan about Jaromaru."
Squall turned back, staring out at the desert behind him. Then, he looked over to Raijin and Fuijin, then back to Ellone too. Finally, he turned around to Saranie and Rira's head. This looked like it was about to be his new crew for now on...
"And then he goes off and hounds this one girl that was in the classroom, and you know what? She fell-"
"I DON'T CARE ZELL!!!" Saranie snapped, once and for all, finally just tuning him out. Why had she gotten herself into this? Beating up Leonhart and screwing Irvine were very wrong ideas, she decided. Now Squall wouldn't look at her for the shame, and she needed eye contact in order to give off orders, and the others were looking down on her for getting rowdy with Irvine. What did they want? Her business, for one, and for two, they were her workers...
Now she was stuck in the middle of Tutok desert, her air ship broken down because Selphie tried to kill Irvin by shoving him into the control panel, and she was stuck with a group of people who hated her and a little gas station in the middle of nowhere with a fat mechanic, big haired waitress, and a group of filthy looking people. Zell hadn't shut up since walking in on her and Irvine, who mind you finished what they were doing anyways, and it wasn't even like she was dating Zell! How in the world did he own her? If she didn't need to sacrifice the whiney blonde's life, she'd kill him right here. Oh, yeah, and Rira liked him.
"Well, what now?" she asked a pale-faced Squall, walking out of the station.
"They said we have to order some parts, and then wait nearly a week because 'Earl' just went out on his weekly trip to the Ore city yesterday."
"What?! Sheesh, I'll go get the damn parts! We don't have a week! If they find out we were with the rebellion, we'd have police crawling all over us and alls we could do b is run out into the desert and die that way!"
"Well, it's your fault. If you could have stayed off of Irvine's lap, the control panel wouldn't be broken."
"Whatever... Squall, do you remember when we fought? What helped me win?"
"Umm... yeah... it was like a giant sized Rira..."
"Well" Saranie picked up her kitten from her sleeping post on the ground, tossing her in the air "do it, Rira!"
The tiny kitten's tails steamed as it enlarged, and then burst into flame when the final stage of the evolution emerged, the kitten now the size of a van "Like my kitty?"
**
'Great...' Squall thought 'great. Now I'm on the back of a giant cat, behind an annoying woman, off to get parts on an alien planet! What's wrong with me?'
He was nearly sixty feet into the air, over the desolate warm ground of the desert, the sun slowly going down around him. Below him, the warm fur of the flaming tiger, and in front of him the black clothed and golden haired Saranie. His arms were wrapped around her waist, and he wasn't really enjoying it as she kept sitting up higher or bending down so the he was touching body parts he didn't want to touch.
"Look, when will we be to this Ore?" He asked, getting annoyed by her moaning whenever he drew closer to her to escape the wag of the flaming fans behind him.
"Sun up, really. It takes a long time to get there in an air ship, even longer when Rira is nearly six miles slower and needs to stop and drink plenty of times."
"Yay... and back just as long?"
"No. We'll rent a car while there. That way we won't have to stop so often and we can go a bit faster. But, we'll have to stay overnight in Ore..."
"What?!" he moaned "I forgot my gil!"
"I don't have enough for separate rooms in a hotel, Squall..." Saranie sighed.
"No... I'm not going to be with you Saranie. Not just in a hotel room. I'm not going to do you like Irvine, I'm not going to hang on you like Zell, I'm not going to love you."
"I'm just playing with you, idiot. I'm not trying to be with you. I can see you got the hots for Seifer, and well... Though I know Seifer's not a homo, but you can give it a shot."
"I'm not after your brother!"
"Sure... And I'm fuzzy McGee. Now, if not, then how about I strip down to underwear and you and I have a little fun when we get to Ore?"
"You just said you're not after me!!!"
"I did, but hey why not a little fun?"
"Because I'm no pervert!"
**
"Here we are, the lovely Ore... Bigger than Delling, smaller than Esther, yet the smallest city in Urone" Saranie giggled, as Rira glided down onto the ground in front of miles of huge buildings, all in the shade of gold and blue, so much so that it looked like a SeeD uniform. Noises of cars, streetlights, and the snappy up to beat music of the streets in a city. The single huge street ran through like a Vegas strip, complete with smaller streets snaking around the buildings to create the streets of Ore. A lot of the cars were the same, Squall noticed, but he also noticed a young girl and boy speeding out of the city past them in what looked like a hovering bat, with the head of an engine. The people in Ore looked strange, too. Dark skinned people with black hair that looked like half giants roamed the streets easily, blending in with the crowd easily. There were soft faced yet bright eyed with the silent yet menacing hunted look people, with gray and green shiny hair and wearing the weirdest of clothes, such as purple cloth like skirt's and bras, sandals, and fur cuffs. Then there were the kindly normal looking people, with the worn away skin from being in the sun and working, wearing tan and black clothes only. Then, last but not least, trailing hear and there throughout the streets, attracting Squall's attention the most, were people that looked like Saranie and Seifer. The straight faces, the irregular shiny hair, the tiny eyes, and the evil sneering look.
"Well, come on... we gotta find that shop..." Saranie said, Rira turning into a kitten and hopping onto her shoulder.
As the three walked through the city, Squall was amazed at the cone shaped buildings, tiny flat one story concrete homes, and things harder to describe. He noticed that Saranie wasn't the only Urone citizen that liked pets, too. At the sides of countless women, were some the strangest looking dogs he had ever seen. Some stood tall, with long and nearly six flowing red tails, and had a fox like look. Others were short, with mice like faces and lion like manes. The men seemed to have a different interest in pets, though. Huge raven like bird's perched on the shoulders of the more shady like people. The out and the open punk teens seemed to take a liking to cat like dogs, as he spotted one that stood to the knees with the body of the dog yet the face like a soft Siamese cat.
"Come on... There's something I need to do" she turned down a corner, grabbing Squall's shoulder and pulling him into a darker street. The homes were poorly lighted, no shops, and little windows. She stopped at the end, in front of an apartment building, and rang a bell with a worn away name next to it.
"Yes...?" there came the soft voice of a young woman inside, sounding young yet covered up to sound old.
"It's me, Sara. Open up."
The strong steel doors of the apartment swung open, and for the first time Squall noticed that the apartment's windows were boarded up, and graffiti. It looked abandoned, or run down at least.
Saranie slowly led Squall through poorly lit hallways, dark stairways, yet all nicely furnished and had the warm feeling.
"Where are we going?" he asked slowly, timid.
"Up. You'll see when we get there," she said as they reached the last landing.
"Spill it," he snapped, as she led him towards the end of the hall.
"Look, Squall. Calm down, trust me on this one, I know what I'm doing," she sighed.
He grabbed her wrists, pushing her against the wall and holding her there "you set me up didn't you!?" he yelled, leaning on her, a little more in some places.
"Squall?... Wow, you and Saranie? That's a couple that would make some cute kids..." came a familiar, soft and giggling voice.
Squall spun around, staring at the one and only Sis.
**
"I told you to trust me, but nooo, you gotta go and sexually harass me!" Saranie snapped, crossing her arms and leaning back in the tiny ragged couch and shutting her eyes.
"I told you, I wasn't harassing you!"
"Not that I didn't enjoy it..." she turned to the brunette sitting next to her, sliding her hand in between his legs.
He nearly fell off the couch, trying to get away "touch that and die!"
Ellone laughed, shaking her head "you two were meant for each other"
Squall snapped "SHUT UP!!!"
"Hey, want to here a dirty joke?"
"Eh?"
"Pig rolled in the mud!" Saranie giggled like a little girl, falling over.
Squall rolled his eyes, turning back to Sis "so... I thought you were on a vacation?"
"I was. On Urone. When, suddenly, I encountered Saranie here! She told me about this evil witch whom was taking over poor Urone. Well, I couldn't help but join in on the rebellion with an old friend..." "Yeah... Irvine... told me about how Seifer and Sara were separated..."
"HE WHAT!? I asked him not to!!!" Saranie leapt up, wide eyed.
"We asked you to not get personal. What if you got pregnant?" Squall asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Then you'd be out of luck for the next nine months" she grinned.
Ellone laughed slightly "well, anyways, while in the rebellion I met two old acquaintances..."
"Really? Who?"
There came a knock on the door, rather loud, and in walked two abandoners with a purpose...
**
The female wore a red and black flannel jacket shirt with a dark lavender undershirt, short shorts, dark brown hiker boots with long socks, and a pair of sun glasses, blending in perfectly with a greasy mechanic scenario. The male wore green army over shirt and was bare-chested, with dark camouflage pants and dark brown heavy looking steel tipped boots. One was gray haired, with an eye-patch and smug victory looking face, the other dark skinned and muscular.
"Raijin! Fuijin!!!?" Squall stared absent-mindedly at the two, and the two smiled a greeting to Saranie.
"So, the hell minion has returned with the brunette of steel... Where's the blonde that wont stand still, the perverted red head, the annoying brown head, and the other blonde that knows it all?" Raijin asked, smiling slightly.
"Down the hell's Jiffy Lube in the desert. I got too cozy with the pervert and the brown head decided she was going to blow up my control panel in my air ship" Saranie muttered, leaning back annoyed.
"DAMN GOODIE-TWO-SHOES!!!" Fuijin snapped, smashing her glasses slightly.
"Eh, calm down girl friend, tis all good..." Saranie laughed, shaking her head.
"Sooo... This is your plan? Bring in the fool that defeated Ultimecia?" Raijin asked, sitting down and opening a can of something.
"Yeah... But, he keeps sexually harassing me..."
"I AINT HARASSING YOU IN ANYWAY!!!" Squall yelled, but stopped when Fuijin glared at him.
"Well... what's the next mission?" Ellone asked.
"Umm... Playing Pac Man!" Saranie yelled.
"Seriously" Squall asked.
"Well... Jaromaru has been giving us a lot of trouble lately..." Saranie rubbed her chin.
"Jaromaru?" Squall asked, confused.
"Here..." Ellone pressed a button under the table, and lights appeared all over the table. A green colored hologram appeared of a strange looking square building "this is Jaromaru."
"Jaromaru is a secret little cult that is devoted to Cennaire, run by Hurdy, who believes that she's the new god. They are very powerful. One Juro, as we call them, equals the strength of three SeeDs in one. Since you're the strongest of SeeDs, we gathered you guys up to help us get past them. They've nothing to do with the Uronian army, yet they like to screw the rebellion up. A lot" Fuijin said, now calm.
"This is their building," Ellone explained, pointing at the hologram "it's run by a main generator in the very center, and their hide out is everything to Jaromaru. If we destroy the hide out, since it's so big, escape is little possibility for most."
"So... blow up the generator, destroy Jaromaru itself?" Squall asked, listening carefully.
"Exactly. But, our main technical and designer, Fuijin, can't devise a bomb that will last longer than ten minutes. We must set the bomb, and leave, without difficulty from the guards, within ten minutes, or else we're done for. We'll have Raijin" Saranie said, leaning over and typing on a keyboard that fell out of the table, as a bleep appeared on the walk way leading north "stay here, to guard the entrance and exit. We'll have to take Fuijin as far as the sixth room in that row over there, to enter in coordinates into the computer locks and the elevator to the basement."
"Afterwards, it's home free for Ellone, you, and Saranie, the burden to get in, blow it up, and get out is on your shoulders" Fuijin said, looking seriously into Squall's eyes.
**
"Why do we have to share a room!?" Squall yelled, laying across one of the tiny beds in an hotel room.
"Because, we can't take money out of the rebellion's stash for you conveiniance, you know. And all the beds in the rebellion head quarters where Ellone and Fuijin and Raijin were are taken. It was a bite out of my pocket to get a double bedded room in Ore's only hotel, so you be happy you don't have to snuggle up to me tonight!" Saranie snapped, coming out of the bathroom in her old clothes, yet without the coat, the shoes, or the gloves and sleeves and leggings, crawling onto the fluffy bed opposite of Squall's, purple toothbrush clenched in her teeth.
"... Okay... But... Stay away from me..." Squall muttered, rolling over onto his stomach.
"Whatever, Romeo..."
Squall twitched slightly, shutting his eyes.
"... Hey, Squall... Do you have a girlfriend?"
He clenched the sheets tightly 'maybe I can get her off of me...' "Yeah, me and Quistis are kind of seeing each other..."
"Oh..." she sounded hurt.
He rolled over, wide eyed "okay... We're not together, I doubt we ever will be..."
She smiled "that little 'oh' always gets 'em."
He ran this through his head, then laughed "oh, you're a good one..."
"I know..." she leaned over the opposite side over her bed, rummaging through a bag she got from the headquarters.
Squall couldn't look away. It was a good view. Though adorned in black, not exactly short like Rinoa, and above all a girl who got around, her rear wasn't less than top ten.
"Hey, want a candy bar?" Saranie sat up, a piece of chocolate in her mouth, another wrapped in a hand.
"You don't exactly eat well, huh?"
"Hey, women on your planet might get thin and bony because they feel unhealthy, but women on my planet get thin and bony cause daddy or honey got laid off" Saranie giggled, nodding.
"Nah, I'll pass..." he shrugged, leaning back and picking up a remote, turning on the TV.
It showed a young looking news reporter with a breaking news logo under her, and small fuzzy picture of an explosion behind her.
"Top News! No more than five minutes ago has are camera Yume sent in this report of the recent explosion at the Nai Justice Center. Judge Hall, previously the Judge of the trials of the six finest members of Cennaire's rebellion, did not survive this attack, as he was a main target. It is blamed on Cid Wiggins, or more commonly known by his middle name, Shun, who was the leader of those six finest members and recently escaped execution narrowly by being aided in escape by his ex girlfriend and leader of the rebellion, Saranie Almasy" the reporter said, yet the screen immediately went blank afterwards.
Squall looked up to see that Saranie had slid behind him while he was watching the news "Yup, that's Shun's doing."
"Shun?..." Squall asked, turning to her.
"Ex-lover. Still friend. He's thirty-five, still pretty hot, and a master assassin. Vampirism, too" she smiled smugly.
"Why was he in prison?"
"That Judge Hill's sixty five and as old as an eighty year old. I think Cennaire's tempting him into always prosecuting the rebellion members. Alls Shun was doing was buying a pop with some other rebellion members, and the cops found out, set him up. So, we pop Shun and about a dozen other rebellion members, and then Shun goes off and takes care of the Judge and law thing."
"Oh... Squall shrugged, leaning over on his side again, none too pleased with the fact Saranie said her ex was hot, yet couldn't figure out why it mattered. "I see you guys got publicity..."
"We usually like more things, too..." Squall felt a leg and something warm fall over him, and hot breath on his neck. He rolled over onto his back, yet Saranie still sat on his stomach, running her hands up his shirt.
"Wh-?" he slid his hands over her pants slightly, letting her kiss on his neck. He didn't know why, but he wasn't ready to make her stop, not yet. He shut his eyes, feeling her hot tongue caress his lips. "Mmm..."
She leaned back, undoing the chains of her shirt. 'A little more...'
SLAM SLAM SLAM!!! "Open up!!! We have a warrant to search this perimeter!!! Fake ID's were used in renting it!!!"
"Just in time..." Saranie said, climbing off Squall and pulling off her shirt, revealing her bra. She opened the door, leaning against the wood panel softly and looking innocent at the men in uniform outside her door "excuse me?"
A few younger men behind the oldest and head gulped, staring at the half naked woman in front of them. The older man seemed only slightly phased "we- we have a warrant to search this premises. Mr. Willis and Ms. Kyles have been missing for the previous month, which means you aren't the lovers."
"We are Marco Willis and Casey Kyles. We went off and got married, and we've been on our honeymoon since. In fact, you interrupted a little get together between us. I hope you're happy!" Saranie, or more Cassandra Kyles snapped, sighing, as she was a good actor.
Squall then realized what she had been doing, seducing him like that. She had made it look like they really were in the middle of something, which made him sweat, his clothes ruffled, and in fact pants unzipped.
"Oh, well then, we're terribly sorry ma'am" they nodded, walking off down the hall for more inspections.
"So... Umm..." he looked down, zipping up his pants and tiding himself up.
"Get your stuff ready, they'll be back. They're just off, but they'll check the ID picture and come back, and won't let us go. We've been discovered, most likely fallowed. Fuijin and Raijin must have noticed this when we left, so most of the headquarters probably been evacuated, but Ellone, Fuijin, and Raijin won't leave without us" Saranie said, picking up the ball of fluff kitten Rira off of the pillow and packing up her bag, getting dressed.
"Oh... Okay..." Squall put on his jacket, making sure there was nothing to be left behind. Saranie leaned over her bag, going through the items and making sure they were all there. Squall had the urge to run his fingers over her skin, yet stayed to his tasks.
After a few moments, Saranie stood next to the window, peering out "right on time... These idiots are too predictable..."
Outside stood a number of police cars, all holding megaphones and calling up to the room "You are surrounded, Saranie Almasy! Come out with you're hands up with your accomplice, and suspected male prostitute! We have the headquarters surrounded as well!!!"
"Male prostitute!?" Squall snapped, wide eyed. Saranie giggled "hey... No time to act like a fool!"
She reached behind her, ripping Rira off of her shoulder and tossing the kitten out of the window, which immediately turned into it's giant cat form. She then leaned over, grabbing her bag and gripping Squall's hand. His eyes trailed up to hers, which were vicious and vibrant "les' go, Squall-io!!!"
She jerked him out of the window, falling onto Rira and veering the cat off and flying through the air. Squall heard gunshots behind him, yet barely over the wind and police sirens. "SIREN!!!" He turned to Saranie "How about I summon Ifrit to hold them off!?"
"No! There are far too many rebellion members on these streets to risk it!"
They neared the headquarter apartment building, and Squall didn't like what he saw. A gray haired young woman was throwing and cracking a whip at the oncoming group of police officers, the dark skinned male was fighting them off with his fists, and in the back of the triangle a brown haired female was shooting a gun at the force.
"Alloy! Make room, Squall!!!" Rira dipped, and Raijin leapt onto the cream colored back, pulling up Fuijin and finally Ellone behind him. They veered off of the straight course, heading away from the desert, from Ore, and all else Squall barely knew.
"Whats going on?! What about Zell!? Quistis?! Selphie!? Irvine!?" Squall snapped, hitting Saranie's shoulder.
"We can't go back, Squall. Too risky!!! They'll be alright, till the sky clears! Until then, we'll go to Nai, meet up with Shun, and then carry out the plan about Jaromaru."
Squall turned back, staring out at the desert behind him. Then, he looked over to Raijin and Fuijin, then back to Ellone too. Finally, he turned around to Saranie and Rira's head. This looked like it was about to be his new crew for now on...