Nail in my hand from my creator.
Sleeping awake.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
Please review my story. Its ganna end soon and I wanna have heaps so I can look back and say... that was my first and it rocked! So yeah, that's my big mission, to lure you all in and make you review. I mean it!
Squall heard the shrill sound of the phone ringing downstairs. He cringed at every piercing cry the phone made. Like a nail being quite literally hammered into his ears. He'd specifically told both Laguna and Raine that should anyone call, he was asleep and did not want to talk to them no matter what. He hadn't slept in 36 hours and his food ration was scarce in the last four days.
'Why the hell am I beating myself up about this? IT'S JUST A CHICK1' Squall's rational mind thought.
'Well, your girlfriend is in a coma and the doctors have absolutely no idea why...'
Squall threw all these thoughts away and tried desperately to get the sleep that his body craved.
He felt the calming affect that always came over him when he was just about to go to sleep. But once again the phone rang.
'I'm ganna kill them... I'm ganna fucking kill them!'
Once again a wave of tranquility swept over him, but he heard his cell phone ringing. An old Christmas tune that he'd forgotten to take off once Selphie had put it on there.
Squall leaned over to his bedside table and switched his phone off. He put his pillow over his head and let sleep come over him.
Meanwhile...
"Fucking useless prick!" Seifer swore as he shoved his phone in his pocket.
Rinoa cringed slightly at the tone and words chosen by Seifer. She still hadn't gotten used to his unusually bad habit of swearing about everything.
Soon after Rinoa had woken up, Selphie had taken it upon herself to inform everyone and get them to come down. Unfortunately Squall was indisposed at this present time.
"How long till you can get out Rinoa?" Irvine asked from his seat on the window sill.
"They said that I have to stay over night at least for observations or something. They don't know what happened to me so they think that its best if I stay... they said that they hadn't heard of someone waking up from a coma and being right as rain before." Rinoa explained.
"Wow Rinny!" Selphie exclaimed, "You can be in the medical books or something!"
Rinoa smiled at Selphie's ability to find the good in every situation. She wished that she could be as optimistic all the time.
"Oh yeah Zell." Irvine interrupted, "I found out that chicks name, the one you've got a hard on for."
Zell blushed slightly but urged him to continue.
"Tatiana or something like that."
Zell looked dreamily up at the ceiling and sighed.
"Tatiana... isn't it perfect... yet simple... her name flows off my tongue like that of water falling from a waterfall. She is Aphrodite... Venus..."
"You're a fucking faggot dude." Seifer cut in.
"Shut up dick! I've heard you say much gayer!"
"When?"
Zell hesitated slightly before replying, "You said Irvine had a fine ass!"
Zell bolted out the door before anymore could be said, or done.
Seifer's face on the other hand contorted. His eyes widened and he started frantically staring at the floor, his hands clenched at his sides and if one listened closely, they would hear the grinding sound of his teeth clenching together.
Then Seifer quite calmly said, "I'm ganna kill him, I'm ganna fucking kill him!"
"Calm down Seifer. He was only joking." Quistis scowled.
"Joking? JOKING! Is that what this is about is it? That little bitch needs to be taught."
Irvine suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Dominatrix styles is it? With your whip and handcuffs?"
"No Irvine only your parents are into that shit."
Squall looked around the foreign surroundings calmly. The world around him seemed to be in fast forward, while he was stuck in slow motion.
He was leaning against a wall and his scar was pounding, as it had hours after he'd first got it. Squall being Squall didn't complain about it.
He looked down at himself and saw the weird clothes he was wearing. A pair of baggy black pants with black boots, this didn't bother him, what did was the jacket. It was big and bulky, black with a belt around the middle and some sort of armor or something over the shoulder, at least that's what he thought it was, it was gold with black connected together with a silver chain. The entire suit was gold trimmed at in his personal opinion the shoulder things made his shoulders look a lot broader than they were.
He raised his head up to the room he was in. it was quite remarkable really, a large domed room that had a sunlight covering the entire roof. The middle of the room was filled with people dancing while around the room were many foods and people socializing. Everyone except him.
He also noticed that a large percentage of the room were wearing suits similar to him, or female versions of it.
'Go the line dancing.' Squall thought as he watched everyone dance.
They all followed the same steps, completely opposite to what the parties Squall usually went to were like. It was more like chicks rubbing their asses all over guy's crotches... not that he was complaining.
Squall felt like laughing about it, but his face wouldn't budge. He seemed to have a look of indifference stitched onto his face.
"Yo."
Squall looked to his left to see Zell running towards him, he was wearing on of the suits as well.
"S'up Squall? Heh-heh, I guess we're both SeeD's now huh?" Zell continued.
Squall watched him extend his hand out for him to shake. He mentally tried to make his hand reach for Zell's but failed, his body just stood there and looked at it.
'What the fuck am I? A Zombie?' Squall thought in frustration.
"Put it there man."
Squall took a sip of his drink and ignored the invitation.
'Wow, I can feel the liquid going down my throat... this sure is real...'
Zell looked somewhat disappointed and brought his hand back to his side.
"Hah, even as a SeeD, you're still the same. Well that's typical of you. Seeya."
Squall watched Zell leave, he was confused about why he didn't just shake his hand, but didn't bother thinking about it anymore. He'd had dreams like this before.
"Oh hey Zell. Wanna join the Garden Festival committee and..."
Squall tried to look around for where Selphie's voice had come from, but his body wouldn't let him... as usual.
"Sorry I... ah... Just remembered something! G-gotta go. Seeya!"
"Hmmm... Squall! Hi!"
Squall saw Selphie coming towards him. He mentally smiled.
'Selphie never changes... she's so dependable.'
"We'll be busy with a lot of SeeD stuff, but work hard on the Garden Festival too. Bye."
With that Selphie left. Squall almost didn't want her to go.
'Why the hell can't this ignoramus say something?' Squall thought maliciously.
"S'cuse me! You right there."
'Well she sure is being persistent about something.'
Squall lifted his head and looked up at the stars overhead. He saw a shooting star go across the sky and looked back down. He shifted his eyes to the dance floor. He saw Rinoa standing in the middle of it also looking up at the stars.
He ate up all that she was wearing... it was very sexy.
She had a halter neck white dress on that came to about mid thigh. It had a white lace overlay on it that came about two inches longer than the actual dress. Around her neck she had a silver necklace with a silver ring hanging from it. And to top it off, she had white high heeled strappy shoes.
Rinoa looked at Squall and smiled gracefully at him. She raised her index finger to the sky and pointed up.
Squall gave her a puzzled expression and tilted his head up. She dropped her hand and started walking towards him.
"You're the best looking guy here. Dance with me?" Rinoa said.
Her angelic voice sent mental shivers up Squall's spine. But to Squall's body it did absolutely nothing. She seemed to be having a menial affect on him.
Squall ignored her, as he had the rest of the people and took another swig of his drink.
"Let me guess... you'll only dance with someone you like. Ok then... look into my eyes..."
Rinoa began twirling her hand in front of Squall's face.
It started to annoy Squall, both physically and mentally.
"You're-going-to-like-me... You're-going-to-like-me..."
'No duh.'
"Did it work?" Rinoa enquired.
"... I can't dance."
'IT SPEAKS!'
Rinoa smiled and grabbed his hand then started dragging him towards the dance floor.
"You'll be fine. Come on. I'm looking for someone; I can't be on the dance floor alone."
Squall's eyes opened and he found himself lying in his bed wearing the same pair of black boxers he'd went to sleep in.
"Geez I was a raam." Squall said out loud.
Squall suddenly realized why he woke up; there was a banging on his door.
"Enter." Squall called out gruffly.
Raine came in the room holding the phone. She looked kinda annoyed.
"Squall talk to your damn friends. They've been ringing for hours." Raine ordered.
Squall yawned and stretched his hands above his head, showing off his well chiseled body.
Raine threw the phone on his bed and walked back out.
"Hello?"
Squall suddenly sat up in his bed and had a look of shock on his face.
"How long?"
Squall got out of bed and started rummaging around his floor for some clean clothes.
"HOURS! Why didn't someone wake me up?... what do you mean you tried! You can't have tried very hard!... Listen, shut up... I'll be there soon."
With that Squall hung up the phone and continued his search for clothes.
Zell hung up the phone and thanked the nurses again for letting him use it.
He returned to the room that Rinoa resided in and gave them all a wide eyed expression.
"He's coming. His mum woke him up."
Rinoa grinned broadly and shot out of bed exposing the blue p.j's Quistis had let her borrow. They were covered in little angel wings, Rinoa had grown quite fond of them.
She raced over to the mirror and started trying to play with her hair.
"Rinoa calm down! Since when have you been image conscious?" Quistis laughed.
Rinoa spun around and pointed at herself.
"Quistis look at me." Rinoa exclaimed.
Quistis had to admit, she did look a fright.
But she had a good excuse... she'd been asleep for four days.
DAMN THAT WAS LONG!
It's cool if you don't review its better if you do.
Sleeping awake.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
Please review my story. Its ganna end soon and I wanna have heaps so I can look back and say... that was my first and it rocked! So yeah, that's my big mission, to lure you all in and make you review. I mean it!
Squall heard the shrill sound of the phone ringing downstairs. He cringed at every piercing cry the phone made. Like a nail being quite literally hammered into his ears. He'd specifically told both Laguna and Raine that should anyone call, he was asleep and did not want to talk to them no matter what. He hadn't slept in 36 hours and his food ration was scarce in the last four days.
'Why the hell am I beating myself up about this? IT'S JUST A CHICK1' Squall's rational mind thought.
'Well, your girlfriend is in a coma and the doctors have absolutely no idea why...'
Squall threw all these thoughts away and tried desperately to get the sleep that his body craved.
He felt the calming affect that always came over him when he was just about to go to sleep. But once again the phone rang.
'I'm ganna kill them... I'm ganna fucking kill them!'
Once again a wave of tranquility swept over him, but he heard his cell phone ringing. An old Christmas tune that he'd forgotten to take off once Selphie had put it on there.
Squall leaned over to his bedside table and switched his phone off. He put his pillow over his head and let sleep come over him.
Meanwhile...
"Fucking useless prick!" Seifer swore as he shoved his phone in his pocket.
Rinoa cringed slightly at the tone and words chosen by Seifer. She still hadn't gotten used to his unusually bad habit of swearing about everything.
Soon after Rinoa had woken up, Selphie had taken it upon herself to inform everyone and get them to come down. Unfortunately Squall was indisposed at this present time.
"How long till you can get out Rinoa?" Irvine asked from his seat on the window sill.
"They said that I have to stay over night at least for observations or something. They don't know what happened to me so they think that its best if I stay... they said that they hadn't heard of someone waking up from a coma and being right as rain before." Rinoa explained.
"Wow Rinny!" Selphie exclaimed, "You can be in the medical books or something!"
Rinoa smiled at Selphie's ability to find the good in every situation. She wished that she could be as optimistic all the time.
"Oh yeah Zell." Irvine interrupted, "I found out that chicks name, the one you've got a hard on for."
Zell blushed slightly but urged him to continue.
"Tatiana or something like that."
Zell looked dreamily up at the ceiling and sighed.
"Tatiana... isn't it perfect... yet simple... her name flows off my tongue like that of water falling from a waterfall. She is Aphrodite... Venus..."
"You're a fucking faggot dude." Seifer cut in.
"Shut up dick! I've heard you say much gayer!"
"When?"
Zell hesitated slightly before replying, "You said Irvine had a fine ass!"
Zell bolted out the door before anymore could be said, or done.
Seifer's face on the other hand contorted. His eyes widened and he started frantically staring at the floor, his hands clenched at his sides and if one listened closely, they would hear the grinding sound of his teeth clenching together.
Then Seifer quite calmly said, "I'm ganna kill him, I'm ganna fucking kill him!"
"Calm down Seifer. He was only joking." Quistis scowled.
"Joking? JOKING! Is that what this is about is it? That little bitch needs to be taught."
Irvine suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Dominatrix styles is it? With your whip and handcuffs?"
"No Irvine only your parents are into that shit."
Squall looked around the foreign surroundings calmly. The world around him seemed to be in fast forward, while he was stuck in slow motion.
He was leaning against a wall and his scar was pounding, as it had hours after he'd first got it. Squall being Squall didn't complain about it.
He looked down at himself and saw the weird clothes he was wearing. A pair of baggy black pants with black boots, this didn't bother him, what did was the jacket. It was big and bulky, black with a belt around the middle and some sort of armor or something over the shoulder, at least that's what he thought it was, it was gold with black connected together with a silver chain. The entire suit was gold trimmed at in his personal opinion the shoulder things made his shoulders look a lot broader than they were.
He raised his head up to the room he was in. it was quite remarkable really, a large domed room that had a sunlight covering the entire roof. The middle of the room was filled with people dancing while around the room were many foods and people socializing. Everyone except him.
He also noticed that a large percentage of the room were wearing suits similar to him, or female versions of it.
'Go the line dancing.' Squall thought as he watched everyone dance.
They all followed the same steps, completely opposite to what the parties Squall usually went to were like. It was more like chicks rubbing their asses all over guy's crotches... not that he was complaining.
Squall felt like laughing about it, but his face wouldn't budge. He seemed to have a look of indifference stitched onto his face.
"Yo."
Squall looked to his left to see Zell running towards him, he was wearing on of the suits as well.
"S'up Squall? Heh-heh, I guess we're both SeeD's now huh?" Zell continued.
Squall watched him extend his hand out for him to shake. He mentally tried to make his hand reach for Zell's but failed, his body just stood there and looked at it.
'What the fuck am I? A Zombie?' Squall thought in frustration.
"Put it there man."
Squall took a sip of his drink and ignored the invitation.
'Wow, I can feel the liquid going down my throat... this sure is real...'
Zell looked somewhat disappointed and brought his hand back to his side.
"Hah, even as a SeeD, you're still the same. Well that's typical of you. Seeya."
Squall watched Zell leave, he was confused about why he didn't just shake his hand, but didn't bother thinking about it anymore. He'd had dreams like this before.
"Oh hey Zell. Wanna join the Garden Festival committee and..."
Squall tried to look around for where Selphie's voice had come from, but his body wouldn't let him... as usual.
"Sorry I... ah... Just remembered something! G-gotta go. Seeya!"
"Hmmm... Squall! Hi!"
Squall saw Selphie coming towards him. He mentally smiled.
'Selphie never changes... she's so dependable.'
"We'll be busy with a lot of SeeD stuff, but work hard on the Garden Festival too. Bye."
With that Selphie left. Squall almost didn't want her to go.
'Why the hell can't this ignoramus say something?' Squall thought maliciously.
"S'cuse me! You right there."
'Well she sure is being persistent about something.'
Squall lifted his head and looked up at the stars overhead. He saw a shooting star go across the sky and looked back down. He shifted his eyes to the dance floor. He saw Rinoa standing in the middle of it also looking up at the stars.
He ate up all that she was wearing... it was very sexy.
She had a halter neck white dress on that came to about mid thigh. It had a white lace overlay on it that came about two inches longer than the actual dress. Around her neck she had a silver necklace with a silver ring hanging from it. And to top it off, she had white high heeled strappy shoes.
Rinoa looked at Squall and smiled gracefully at him. She raised her index finger to the sky and pointed up.
Squall gave her a puzzled expression and tilted his head up. She dropped her hand and started walking towards him.
"You're the best looking guy here. Dance with me?" Rinoa said.
Her angelic voice sent mental shivers up Squall's spine. But to Squall's body it did absolutely nothing. She seemed to be having a menial affect on him.
Squall ignored her, as he had the rest of the people and took another swig of his drink.
"Let me guess... you'll only dance with someone you like. Ok then... look into my eyes..."
Rinoa began twirling her hand in front of Squall's face.
It started to annoy Squall, both physically and mentally.
"You're-going-to-like-me... You're-going-to-like-me..."
'No duh.'
"Did it work?" Rinoa enquired.
"... I can't dance."
'IT SPEAKS!'
Rinoa smiled and grabbed his hand then started dragging him towards the dance floor.
"You'll be fine. Come on. I'm looking for someone; I can't be on the dance floor alone."
Squall's eyes opened and he found himself lying in his bed wearing the same pair of black boxers he'd went to sleep in.
"Geez I was a raam." Squall said out loud.
Squall suddenly realized why he woke up; there was a banging on his door.
"Enter." Squall called out gruffly.
Raine came in the room holding the phone. She looked kinda annoyed.
"Squall talk to your damn friends. They've been ringing for hours." Raine ordered.
Squall yawned and stretched his hands above his head, showing off his well chiseled body.
Raine threw the phone on his bed and walked back out.
"Hello?"
Squall suddenly sat up in his bed and had a look of shock on his face.
"How long?"
Squall got out of bed and started rummaging around his floor for some clean clothes.
"HOURS! Why didn't someone wake me up?... what do you mean you tried! You can't have tried very hard!... Listen, shut up... I'll be there soon."
With that Squall hung up the phone and continued his search for clothes.
Zell hung up the phone and thanked the nurses again for letting him use it.
He returned to the room that Rinoa resided in and gave them all a wide eyed expression.
"He's coming. His mum woke him up."
Rinoa grinned broadly and shot out of bed exposing the blue p.j's Quistis had let her borrow. They were covered in little angel wings, Rinoa had grown quite fond of them.
She raced over to the mirror and started trying to play with her hair.
"Rinoa calm down! Since when have you been image conscious?" Quistis laughed.
Rinoa spun around and pointed at herself.
"Quistis look at me." Rinoa exclaimed.
Quistis had to admit, she did look a fright.
But she had a good excuse... she'd been asleep for four days.
DAMN THAT WAS LONG!
It's cool if you don't review its better if you do.