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Chapter 13: Spanish words and sweet romance

The place for settling this "dispute," was unanimously agreed to be Squalls dorm, which kind of gave a clue of how we would resolve this argument. But trapped in the moment we fled hand in hand, not knowing why we were running or who from. But it seemed right, I can't explain it in words but it was like the universe was given to us for a night and we had to make the most of it. Everything else was a blur of colours and shapes. And the pure intensity of the moment made me want to go into hysterics. I was breathless, but full of life, my spirit made me feel like I was flying like an eagle, and my own soul, (how do I describe it?) felt like a pin ball, bouncing off my insides and I thought it was soon going to come out my mouth. The wind hit me like never before, it felt alive and forceful. I looked at Squall; he looked so overcome with joy I thought he would burst. His whole face and body in fact seemed to glow with a kind of angelic light; he looked so beautiful I wanted to weep.

We came to the door almost suddenly, I had been so occupied with that instant, I'd forgotten about the moments to come. We both stood their staring into each others eyes, desperately searching for just the right thing to say and at the same time trying to figure out what the other person was thinking.

"Are you ready?" Squall asked barely audible, his hand resting on the door knob. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure he could hear it.

"How could I not be?" I don't know where these words came from, but they were hanging in the silence before I could stop them.

Squall smiled, lovingly and proceeding to open the door. Inside the dorm glowed in a warm, safe looking light. He opened the door to its full extent, standing courteously and I felt like a Queen, Squall had always made me feel so special, and important like I was worth something, even valuable you might say. And I glowed at him, just to let him know how much all that meant to me. His hair fell in front of his eyes lazily as he cheekily winked at me. He closed the door, and I looked around the room. It displayed Squall to a tee. From the pictures to the books sprawled across the desk. I smiled to myself thinking how lucky I was to know him. A sensation came over me that he was watching my back as I inspected the room; I turned to look at him.

"Gosh, you're magnificent." He whispered.

I blushed slightly; I had never been called that before. I looked sideways, avoiding eye contact, due to awkwardness.

"You think?" I answered meekly.

He walked towards me and with his finger, moved my head to look deep into his eyes.

"I don't think, I know." He answered softly, so close I could feel his breath on my face. These words were so simply, so pure, so beautiful, I began to melt, and a tear sprang from my eye, trickling down my face.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" I asked delicately.

"Why don't you ask cupid?" He answered boyishly. I giggled, raising a hand to my mouth. He took my hand away from my mouth gently, gazing so deeply into my eyes I was sure he could see my thoughts. We started leaning towards each other like some kind of unstoppable gravity. His lips touched mine, moist, just how I'd imagined, oh how I had longed for this moment. Obsession ran through us as the kiss became fierier with every second, tongues lashed here and there as if they too had their own mind. It was more then I could stand, as if I wasn't in control of my own  body I leapt up to him, legs around his waist, whilst still pashing him, his knees seemed to buckle a bit with my weight but it was unnoticed. He carried me backwards to his bed, we feel lightly onto the bed, but it seemed as if both of us hadn't even noticed. I lay sprawled across his tough masculine body, wild in passion, lost in thought, kissing him, oh just the joy of letting myself be free, I felt like I had been a wild cat, tamed but then suddenly had discovered my true nature. I kissed his neck, running my fingers down his shirt, scowling at the fabric that restrained me from touching his smooth skin.

"Oh don't you like the shirt?" he said pulling away from me and smiling. I crawled back up so I was about an inch from his face speaking into his lips.

"I hate it." I whispered dangerously.

"Then it must go," he breathed back. I crept back down, unbuttoning it as fast as could as Squall removed his tie. He dangled it in front of me, and I grabbed it with my teeth, and then threw it to the floor. He pulled me up to his lips, and the cycle began again; the kissing, the caressing, the clothes being removed. He was down to his jocks when he suddenly stopped.

"Hey! No fair! I'm down to my jocks while all you've taken off only your high heels."

 I grinned back, "Why don't you like my dress?" I asked innocently.

"I think I'd prefer what is beneath it." He answered flirtingly.

"If that's the way you like it." I answered, getting up off him. He to got up. , putting his head on my shoulder.

"No madam that's the way I love it." I looked at him and smiled. Normally with any other guy I'd get a tad nervous at this stage, for me taking off your clothes meant a big deal, it was showing them things that not many people had seen before, let alone letting them touch it. But with Squall it was different the connection between him and me made me confident and proud of what I am.

"I might need some help Romeo." I said trying to reach the zipper.

"With pleasure," he smiled lecherously.

"Hang on make sure you don't turn into an Irvine." I teased.

"Trust me I'll make sure of that." He laughed back.

He came to my back and I felt the zipper go down, and the dress slip down my sleek figure like water. I stood their partly naked back facing him. He grabbed my shoulder, and I turned to look at him.

"I love you," he said, "We are soul mates forever. I love you so much I cannot describe it in words."

 I grinned mischievously.

"I can… Te quiero con todo el corazón y el alma." I said placing a hand on his shoulder and pacing around him in a circle.

"Quiero estar con usted para siempre, porque somos compañeros de alma, y ni la luna ni las estrellas nos podrían romper aparte."

"I didn't know you could speak Spanish?" Squall said looking at me admirably.

"Si," I said grinning.

"So what does it mean?" he asked curiously.

"Not telling," I said teasingly.

"Well I'll just have to get the words out of your mouth." He sat me down on the bed and started kissing me.

"SQUALL YOU BASTARD!"