Nail in my hand from my creator.
It's the gravity of love.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
'That means... he's dead...' Rinoa got off her chair slowly. Her legs felt as if they were made of jelly and she was having immense trouble walking on them, but somehow she made it to the bathroom.
First Rinoa sat down on the white toilet and wept. She managed to hold everything down. Soon the tears streamed down her face, yet she still sat in absolute silence.
Rinoa curled up in a little ball while still sitting on the toilet.
Suddenly she stood and started screaming. She grabbed at her hair and tugged down on it in agony. Her hands were bawled into fists so tight they drew blood. Her eyes were clamped together but the tears continued to stream down her face. She threw back her head and screamed louder than before. Then when it seemed that her lungs would pop she fell to the ground and thumped her fists against the tiled floor of Quistis's bathroom.
Squall skidded to a halt outside Quistis's mansion, he ran up the concrete path leading to her house and slammed the large door open.
"Rinoa?" Squall called out.
His voice echoed off the walls and reverted back to him.
"She's up here." Quistis called back.
Squall jumped up the stairs two at a time and ran to Quistis's room.
When he got there he saw Quistis standing by her wardrobe looking scared and Rinoa lying on Quistis's bed crying.
Without a second thought Squall rushed to her side and gave her a gentle hug. Rinoa looked up at him from where she lay and quickly wrapped her arms around him. Squall sat down on the bed and cradled Rinoa's weeping form.
Quistis took this as her queue to leave and went out to the lounge downstairs.
"Squall," Rinoa croaked out, "why did this have to happen?"
Rinoa buried herself into Squall's jacket tighter and sniffed.
Squall didn't reply, he just stroked Rinoa's hair affectionately.
'Why can't I just do what I always do with chicks? Whats so different about this one?
Ahhh... tis love....'
"Everyone that's ever loved me is gone..."
Squall's head shot upright and he pulled Rinoa away from him lightly.
"That's not true Rinoa... I... I mean... ummm."
"Yes?" Rinoa urged.
"I love you..." 'I did not just say that...'
Rinoa clenched her eyes together again, but once again the tears started streaming down her face like waterworks.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Rinoa shook her head and grabbed onto Squall tightly, she pulled him towards her again and held him there crying into his jacket again.
"They've been up there for ages." Quistis said absent mindedly as she flicked through the TV channels.
She'd invited Seifer around soon after she'd gone downstairs. He sat beside her with his arm limply lying around her waist.
"Leave it alone... Squall's probably knocking boots with her or something."
"I get the distinct impression that Rinoa's not like that."
"Hey, the nicest, smartest girls can get their freak on too. You of all people should know that."
Quistis smiled and slapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"Speaking of getting you freak on, I'm kinda hungry." Seifer added.
Quistis gave him a disgusted look and turned back to the TV.
"Well you know where the fridge is."
"I bet Rinoa would make Squall something if he said he was hungry."
"Well maybe you should try to get into her."
Seifer began picking at the dirt under his free hands nails.
"I was never a fan of brunettes. Blondes have more fun."
"Amen to that."
Seifer and Quistis slapped hands enthusiastically.
Seifer sat where he was for a couple of seconds before he made an overly dramatic sigh and slid his arm back. He hauled himself up and sauntered over to the kitchen.
"Pre-Madonna."
"Lazy" the rest of Seifer's sentence was mumbled so that Quistis couldn't hear it.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!" Seifer growled.
"I didn't think so."
Rinoa let out a little chuckle as she lay on her side. Squall had cheered her up, which he had an uncanny ability to do, and now they lay on Quistis's bed talking.
"Honestly I swear, if hotdogs came in powder form Zell would snort them."
"Snort?"
"It means like sniff them up your nose."
Squall had become quite accustomed to explaining what things meant throughout the week. Rinoa just seemed so alien to everything.
"Its sounds as though you and your friends have had quite exotic times."
"You need to learn how to talk." Squall sighed.
"Whats wrong with how I talk?" Rinoa asked in mock hurt.
"Nothing." Squall replied quickly, "I like it, but other people aren't quite as accepting as me."
Rinoa rolled over onto her stomach and smiled at Squall.
"Other people wouldn't trek into the hills to break a girl out of her religious sector either." Rinoa giggled.
Squall laughed at that. It was true.
"Well I spose I'm one in a million."
"Vanities a sin you know."
"I'm not vain!"
Rinoa let out a giggle and covered her mouth with her hand quickly.
"How did you get that scar? You and Seifer have identical ones," Rinoa said tracing down Squall's face with her finger.
Squall wanted to shudder or something. He loved the feeling of her skin against his own; he wanted to feel it more. But knew that that sort of contact wouldn't happen with Rinoa, unless they got married or something.
"Believe it or not but me and Seifer weren't always the great friends that we are now." Squall said sarcastically, Rinoa didn't catch onto the joke.
"So you gave each other them to signify the ending of your rivalry?" Rinoa said excitedly.
Squall licked his lips and sighed.
"Ummm, not quite... more like we got in a fight and came out with these."
"Isn't it a little strange that you both had them though, I mean, identical scars down ones face isn't an everyday occurrence."
"I hate to be rude," Squall said in a posh voice," but I don't really like talking about it."
Rinoa nodded and rolled on her back.
There was an uncomfortable silence that followed. Squall started biting his bottom lip while Rinoa began twirling her fingers between each other.
Randomly Squall put one arm between Rinoa's arm and body. He leaned up on his arm and looked down at her.
Rinoa could see all the emotion in his eyes. It was almost hurtful to see that they were all there because of her.
Squall leaned down on her and planted a butterfly kiss on her forehead.
For some strange reason Rinoa seemed somewhat displeased by this. Somewhere in the dark recesses of her mind she wanted him to kiss her lips again. To have that same magical moment as they did in the house of mirrors.
Acting on impulse rather than reason Rinoa grabbed the collar of Squall shirt and plunged him down. Nearly expertly landing his lips on hers.
Selphie stalked down the road angrily. She hadn't heard from Irvine all week, and apparently neither had anyone else. He hadn't been at school and it started to really piss her off.
She saw Zell on the way and decided that a coffee with Zell sounded like a good idea.
"Do you know what else?" Selphie exclaimed.
"What?" Zell asked, he was clearly bored with talking about Irvine.
"He hasn't even called. I know that he's tired and stuff, but I thought that we had a connection y'know. He saved my life."
"Selphie you were inside a dead log about to tip into a creak. I don't think that your life was in jeopardy."
"Even still, imagine if that was a cliff! I could've died, and he saved me. I love him, and he doesn't even call."
Zell leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He opened them again to see the most heavenly creature he'd ever seen.
About two meters away was a girl about his age with long brown hair tied up in a pig tail. She was wearing a denim mini skirt and a long sleeved tight white shirt. She stood with a bunch of her friends laughing. The most delightful laugh Zell had ever heard.
She glanced in Zell's direction and made brief eye contact with him.
Zell's heart felt as if it skipped a beat. Then he thought about what a sight he must be. Hanging with his head upside down and his mouth wide open blatantly staring at some girl. But he couldn't look away. It was like a glimpse of heaven, so beautiful you want to look away, but you know you can't.
"Who is that?" Zell asked.
Selphie looked over in Zell's general direction.
"Oh that? That's the new girl. I don't know, I think her name might start with a T." Selphie replied.
Zell let out a sigh; he continued to hang there in his dreamlike state some time after the girl with the pigtail had left.
"I love her." Zell burst out loudly earning him the attention of nearly everyone in the vicinity.
"...k..."
Ok, sorry this chapter was ummm, lovey. I'm sorry if it was a bit too soppy for some tastes, but I liked it.
Read, review... they both start with 'R'! What a coincidence!
It's the gravity of love.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
'That means... he's dead...' Rinoa got off her chair slowly. Her legs felt as if they were made of jelly and she was having immense trouble walking on them, but somehow she made it to the bathroom.
First Rinoa sat down on the white toilet and wept. She managed to hold everything down. Soon the tears streamed down her face, yet she still sat in absolute silence.
Rinoa curled up in a little ball while still sitting on the toilet.
Suddenly she stood and started screaming. She grabbed at her hair and tugged down on it in agony. Her hands were bawled into fists so tight they drew blood. Her eyes were clamped together but the tears continued to stream down her face. She threw back her head and screamed louder than before. Then when it seemed that her lungs would pop she fell to the ground and thumped her fists against the tiled floor of Quistis's bathroom.
Squall skidded to a halt outside Quistis's mansion, he ran up the concrete path leading to her house and slammed the large door open.
"Rinoa?" Squall called out.
His voice echoed off the walls and reverted back to him.
"She's up here." Quistis called back.
Squall jumped up the stairs two at a time and ran to Quistis's room.
When he got there he saw Quistis standing by her wardrobe looking scared and Rinoa lying on Quistis's bed crying.
Without a second thought Squall rushed to her side and gave her a gentle hug. Rinoa looked up at him from where she lay and quickly wrapped her arms around him. Squall sat down on the bed and cradled Rinoa's weeping form.
Quistis took this as her queue to leave and went out to the lounge downstairs.
"Squall," Rinoa croaked out, "why did this have to happen?"
Rinoa buried herself into Squall's jacket tighter and sniffed.
Squall didn't reply, he just stroked Rinoa's hair affectionately.
'Why can't I just do what I always do with chicks? Whats so different about this one?
Ahhh... tis love....'
"Everyone that's ever loved me is gone..."
Squall's head shot upright and he pulled Rinoa away from him lightly.
"That's not true Rinoa... I... I mean... ummm."
"Yes?" Rinoa urged.
"I love you..." 'I did not just say that...'
Rinoa clenched her eyes together again, but once again the tears started streaming down her face like waterworks.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Rinoa shook her head and grabbed onto Squall tightly, she pulled him towards her again and held him there crying into his jacket again.
"They've been up there for ages." Quistis said absent mindedly as she flicked through the TV channels.
She'd invited Seifer around soon after she'd gone downstairs. He sat beside her with his arm limply lying around her waist.
"Leave it alone... Squall's probably knocking boots with her or something."
"I get the distinct impression that Rinoa's not like that."
"Hey, the nicest, smartest girls can get their freak on too. You of all people should know that."
Quistis smiled and slapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"Speaking of getting you freak on, I'm kinda hungry." Seifer added.
Quistis gave him a disgusted look and turned back to the TV.
"Well you know where the fridge is."
"I bet Rinoa would make Squall something if he said he was hungry."
"Well maybe you should try to get into her."
Seifer began picking at the dirt under his free hands nails.
"I was never a fan of brunettes. Blondes have more fun."
"Amen to that."
Seifer and Quistis slapped hands enthusiastically.
Seifer sat where he was for a couple of seconds before he made an overly dramatic sigh and slid his arm back. He hauled himself up and sauntered over to the kitchen.
"Pre-Madonna."
"Lazy" the rest of Seifer's sentence was mumbled so that Quistis couldn't hear it.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!" Seifer growled.
"I didn't think so."
Rinoa let out a little chuckle as she lay on her side. Squall had cheered her up, which he had an uncanny ability to do, and now they lay on Quistis's bed talking.
"Honestly I swear, if hotdogs came in powder form Zell would snort them."
"Snort?"
"It means like sniff them up your nose."
Squall had become quite accustomed to explaining what things meant throughout the week. Rinoa just seemed so alien to everything.
"Its sounds as though you and your friends have had quite exotic times."
"You need to learn how to talk." Squall sighed.
"Whats wrong with how I talk?" Rinoa asked in mock hurt.
"Nothing." Squall replied quickly, "I like it, but other people aren't quite as accepting as me."
Rinoa rolled over onto her stomach and smiled at Squall.
"Other people wouldn't trek into the hills to break a girl out of her religious sector either." Rinoa giggled.
Squall laughed at that. It was true.
"Well I spose I'm one in a million."
"Vanities a sin you know."
"I'm not vain!"
Rinoa let out a giggle and covered her mouth with her hand quickly.
"How did you get that scar? You and Seifer have identical ones," Rinoa said tracing down Squall's face with her finger.
Squall wanted to shudder or something. He loved the feeling of her skin against his own; he wanted to feel it more. But knew that that sort of contact wouldn't happen with Rinoa, unless they got married or something.
"Believe it or not but me and Seifer weren't always the great friends that we are now." Squall said sarcastically, Rinoa didn't catch onto the joke.
"So you gave each other them to signify the ending of your rivalry?" Rinoa said excitedly.
Squall licked his lips and sighed.
"Ummm, not quite... more like we got in a fight and came out with these."
"Isn't it a little strange that you both had them though, I mean, identical scars down ones face isn't an everyday occurrence."
"I hate to be rude," Squall said in a posh voice," but I don't really like talking about it."
Rinoa nodded and rolled on her back.
There was an uncomfortable silence that followed. Squall started biting his bottom lip while Rinoa began twirling her fingers between each other.
Randomly Squall put one arm between Rinoa's arm and body. He leaned up on his arm and looked down at her.
Rinoa could see all the emotion in his eyes. It was almost hurtful to see that they were all there because of her.
Squall leaned down on her and planted a butterfly kiss on her forehead.
For some strange reason Rinoa seemed somewhat displeased by this. Somewhere in the dark recesses of her mind she wanted him to kiss her lips again. To have that same magical moment as they did in the house of mirrors.
Acting on impulse rather than reason Rinoa grabbed the collar of Squall shirt and plunged him down. Nearly expertly landing his lips on hers.
Selphie stalked down the road angrily. She hadn't heard from Irvine all week, and apparently neither had anyone else. He hadn't been at school and it started to really piss her off.
She saw Zell on the way and decided that a coffee with Zell sounded like a good idea.
"Do you know what else?" Selphie exclaimed.
"What?" Zell asked, he was clearly bored with talking about Irvine.
"He hasn't even called. I know that he's tired and stuff, but I thought that we had a connection y'know. He saved my life."
"Selphie you were inside a dead log about to tip into a creak. I don't think that your life was in jeopardy."
"Even still, imagine if that was a cliff! I could've died, and he saved me. I love him, and he doesn't even call."
Zell leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He opened them again to see the most heavenly creature he'd ever seen.
About two meters away was a girl about his age with long brown hair tied up in a pig tail. She was wearing a denim mini skirt and a long sleeved tight white shirt. She stood with a bunch of her friends laughing. The most delightful laugh Zell had ever heard.
She glanced in Zell's direction and made brief eye contact with him.
Zell's heart felt as if it skipped a beat. Then he thought about what a sight he must be. Hanging with his head upside down and his mouth wide open blatantly staring at some girl. But he couldn't look away. It was like a glimpse of heaven, so beautiful you want to look away, but you know you can't.
"Who is that?" Zell asked.
Selphie looked over in Zell's general direction.
"Oh that? That's the new girl. I don't know, I think her name might start with a T." Selphie replied.
Zell let out a sigh; he continued to hang there in his dreamlike state some time after the girl with the pigtail had left.
"I love her." Zell burst out loudly earning him the attention of nearly everyone in the vicinity.
"...k..."
Ok, sorry this chapter was ummm, lovey. I'm sorry if it was a bit too soppy for some tastes, but I liked it.
Read, review... they both start with 'R'! What a coincidence!