Chapter 2: They aren't coming back

                                                                       

            It was so quiet.  Everything was peaceful, serene.  I thought about Rinoa.  How she used our promise. 

                (Why was it so important?  Why?)

                "So you don't have to be in pain anymore, Squall.  So I don't have to be in pain."  Her voice rang loudly in my head.

                "I'm sorry…" she said again.

                (Quistis will come back, Rinoa.  Quistis will show you.  She'll show you all.)

                Later in class that day, Rinoa sat erectly at Seifer's old desk, glancing over at me periodically.  I ignored her, trying to concentrate on the new teacher's lesson.  Then Quistis stepped in the door.

                (!)

                I guess my face showed my excitement, because the teacher stopped and gave me a weird glance.

                "Squall?  Squall?"  Rinoa asked.  I looked at her then back at the door, where Quistis had been standing.  She wasn't there anymore.

                "…" I looked up, seeing Rinoa's worried glance.

                "?"  The teacher frowned and continued to teach her lesson.

                The day ended, and I was tired.  I lie in my bed once again.   Thinking, once again, of Rinoa.

                (Our promise.  She certainly helped me learn my lesson.  Now…I just have to learn the other one…)

                "What exactly…is the other one?"  I asked myself quietly.

                My question was answered that night.

                "Squall…"Rinoa's voice rang quietly in my head.  "Squall…"

                "I see you…" Quistis started in.

                (What is the point of this?)  Can't I get a good night's sleep?)

                "She isn't going to come back, Squall."  Rinoa's voice said.

                "I'm not coming back.  I'm never coming back."

                "Forget it, Squall.  Why do you keep seeing Quistis in the classroom?  You know she isn't going to come.  You know she's never coming back.  You aren't going to see her again.  Accept it."

                "Yes, Squall."  Quistis' voice agreed.

                "Were you that obsessed about her that you've become depressed?  Did you choose her over me?  Am I not good enough for you?"  Rinoa's voice asked accusingly.

                "Were you really that moved by my death?  You needn't worry.  I'm fine.  I'm perfectly fine."  Her last words were mocking mine, a mimicking mock that sent shivers down my spine.

                "Remember her words?  You said those words.  You said them to me."

                (Yes, I remember.)

                "You lied."  Rinoa's voice told me.

                "You weren't telling the truth.  You were sad."  Quistis told me.

                "Here's what you learned today, Squall:  Quistis isn't coming back.  Elle isn't ever coming back.  Your parents are never coming back.  They're never coming back.  Accept it."

                With that Rinoa's and Quistis' voices faded away into the darkness.  My eyes opened and I saw the blackness of the ceiling.  It was around midnight.

                (…That was the most frightening dream I've ever seen.  Did someone send it to me?  Was someone trying to teach me something?  Was the dream…could it have been…Quistis?)

                Author's notes:  I know, it was short.  Sorry.  I just didn't have a lot to say on the subject, but I thought it was necessary and went with the previous chapter.  Anyway, onto the next chapter, which I'll give you some hints to!  Chapter 3 is about Squall teaching Rinoa about how hard life really is.  (I actually think Selphie should be put in Rinoa's place because Selphie seems to guide through life on a silver horse.  I don't know.  Tell me who you think should be the learner in the next chapter!)  Okay, see ya!