He thought it was great that people were beginning to trust SeeDs,
but Squall got a little tired of being sent out for a majority of the jobs.
"You're my best man," Headmaster Cid always said. Now Squall was on a train
bound for Deling City. He was sent out on a mission to protect General
Caraway's daughter. What she needed to be protected from is something they
forgot to mention. The ride was slow and bumpy; it seemed to last for
hours. When it stopped, Squall walked with the small crowd off the train.
People wandered the streets of the semi dark city. Either the stars weren't
out or the streetlights were hiding their glow. Squall had to ask where
General Caraway lived. The man simply directed him to a trolley car that
made a stop there. A guard led Squall inside to an office.
"I'm from Balamb Garden," Squall said. "You wanted a SeeD to protect your daughter?"
Caraway answered with a question, "What's your name?"
"Squall Leonhart, sir."
"Well, Mr. Leonhart, people have been after my daughter for some unknown reason. Maybe there's someone trying to get revenge on me by attacking her or maybe they think people will respect someone that kills my daughter. Either way, I'm counting on you to make sure nothing happens to her. You'll start right away. Tomorrow, I have to meet some people in Dollet. I'll be gone for a week. A guard will take you to meet Rinoa. Your weapon was brought by here yesterday. It's in your room."
Squall followed the guard upstairs. The walls were a milky white, lined with small gold lights, and the carpet was a deep red. "You'll be staying in this room," the guard said opening the first door to the right. Squall's gunblade case was on the bed. The guard shut the door and led Squall to the room at the end of the hall. The room was pink, all different shades of pink. The carpet was a very light- almost white, the walls were a dusty rose color, and the bed had a dark pink cloth hanging around it, hiding the person lying there. The figure sat up and pushed the cloth aside. The woman sitting there had black hair, her skin was pale, and Squall was surprised to see her wearing black and light blue instead of pink. "Rinoa," the guard said, startling Squall. "This is the SeeD that came to protect you."
Rinoa said, "Okay. You can go now." The guard left, shutting the door behind him. "So, Mr. SeeD-here-to-protect-me, what's your name?"
He said, "It's Squall."
"I'm Rinoa, and this-" she pulled a collie dog out from under her bed "is Angelo. So! What do you want to do first?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, you have nothing to protect me from right now. Let's play a game! Here." She handed him a small bag. "Follow me." She grabbed his arm and went through another door in the hallway. The hard floor was cream colored, Squall could see their reflections in it. The walls were white with slightly darker designs etched in it, a black piano rested in the corner, and a chandelier hung above their heads. "This is where my dad has all his parties. My mom used to play the piano for everyone."
Squall said, "What do you mean used to?"
"She died." Squall was about to apologize when Rinoa held her hand up and continued, "No, it's okay... She was really good at the piano. She taught me a little. My favorite song was one she wrote called 'Eyes on Me.' But I don't have her singing talent so you won't be hearing it." She smiled. "Okay! Let's set the dominoes up."
"Dominoes?"
"Yep." She took the bag from him and let the black rectangles spill out on the floor. Squall just watched her. Was she serious? Her eyes met his and he felt uneasy. "Come on," she said. "I can't set them all up by myself."
He hesitated, "Isn't this a little childish?" She blinked.
"Well, I guess so, but ... you're not at Garden. No one's gonna see you."
"I don't feel like it."
She sighed, "Okay." Squall leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his chest and he watched her. Her pale fingers carefully placed each black rectangle in a line. He dropped his jacket and gloves on the floor before sitting across from her. She looked at him. "Do you need something?"
"No. I'm bored, I'll help you."
***
Squall had become tired quickly. Rinoa had to convince him to go to bed, saying he was probably tired from the traveling. She drew the curtain around her bed and buried her face in her pillow. Squall was something else. He seemed to be very isolated from people. He didn't talk much. He was definitely the type to do his job without messing around, but that would make things no fun for Rinoa. She decided she'd have to change that.
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That's the first chapter. I'll put more up if people like it.
"I'm from Balamb Garden," Squall said. "You wanted a SeeD to protect your daughter?"
Caraway answered with a question, "What's your name?"
"Squall Leonhart, sir."
"Well, Mr. Leonhart, people have been after my daughter for some unknown reason. Maybe there's someone trying to get revenge on me by attacking her or maybe they think people will respect someone that kills my daughter. Either way, I'm counting on you to make sure nothing happens to her. You'll start right away. Tomorrow, I have to meet some people in Dollet. I'll be gone for a week. A guard will take you to meet Rinoa. Your weapon was brought by here yesterday. It's in your room."
Squall followed the guard upstairs. The walls were a milky white, lined with small gold lights, and the carpet was a deep red. "You'll be staying in this room," the guard said opening the first door to the right. Squall's gunblade case was on the bed. The guard shut the door and led Squall to the room at the end of the hall. The room was pink, all different shades of pink. The carpet was a very light- almost white, the walls were a dusty rose color, and the bed had a dark pink cloth hanging around it, hiding the person lying there. The figure sat up and pushed the cloth aside. The woman sitting there had black hair, her skin was pale, and Squall was surprised to see her wearing black and light blue instead of pink. "Rinoa," the guard said, startling Squall. "This is the SeeD that came to protect you."
Rinoa said, "Okay. You can go now." The guard left, shutting the door behind him. "So, Mr. SeeD-here-to-protect-me, what's your name?"
He said, "It's Squall."
"I'm Rinoa, and this-" she pulled a collie dog out from under her bed "is Angelo. So! What do you want to do first?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, you have nothing to protect me from right now. Let's play a game! Here." She handed him a small bag. "Follow me." She grabbed his arm and went through another door in the hallway. The hard floor was cream colored, Squall could see their reflections in it. The walls were white with slightly darker designs etched in it, a black piano rested in the corner, and a chandelier hung above their heads. "This is where my dad has all his parties. My mom used to play the piano for everyone."
Squall said, "What do you mean used to?"
"She died." Squall was about to apologize when Rinoa held her hand up and continued, "No, it's okay... She was really good at the piano. She taught me a little. My favorite song was one she wrote called 'Eyes on Me.' But I don't have her singing talent so you won't be hearing it." She smiled. "Okay! Let's set the dominoes up."
"Dominoes?"
"Yep." She took the bag from him and let the black rectangles spill out on the floor. Squall just watched her. Was she serious? Her eyes met his and he felt uneasy. "Come on," she said. "I can't set them all up by myself."
He hesitated, "Isn't this a little childish?" She blinked.
"Well, I guess so, but ... you're not at Garden. No one's gonna see you."
"I don't feel like it."
She sighed, "Okay." Squall leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his chest and he watched her. Her pale fingers carefully placed each black rectangle in a line. He dropped his jacket and gloves on the floor before sitting across from her. She looked at him. "Do you need something?"
"No. I'm bored, I'll help you."
***
Squall had become tired quickly. Rinoa had to convince him to go to bed, saying he was probably tired from the traveling. She drew the curtain around her bed and buried her face in her pillow. Squall was something else. He seemed to be very isolated from people. He didn't talk much. He was definitely the type to do his job without messing around, but that would make things no fun for Rinoa. She decided she'd have to change that.
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That's the first chapter. I'll put more up if people like it.