Disclaimer: Me don't own FF8 … me no smart enough.
POV: Rinoa Chapter IIMy relationship with Squall Leonheart couldn't be defined in only one word. It couldn't be defined at all. One of those funny mistakes that end up making everything right again. He was the type of guy I'd never even dreamed of dating … under any circumstances.
Guys like Jake Asselin had been numerous in my love life and the introduction to Squall Leonheart made me see a completely different type of world. Through the months that I'd been with him I observed that he wasn't hot … he just had looks that could put Greek gods to shame. He wasn't stupid … he just didn't seem to care. He wasn't what girls would call a 'good boyfriend' … he was just anything you wanted him to be.
In a word, he was perfect and yet so imperfect at the same time. He was so different, something I'd never really experienced before. We could be at each other's throats one minute … and then at each other's pants the next.
He was a serious type of guy with childish moments … romantic moments … stupid moments … like I said, he wasn't like anything I'd felt before.
We were what people referred to as a 'steady couple' … we were what people referred to as a 'hormonal fling'. This may be why our relationship is so hard to define … why I can't identify him as what he really is to me. The reason … is people.
The media was good about it … they didn't pull false strings. However it was the population that made up the stories. Never had I gotten so much as an unpopular article of publicity … then I start dating Squall Leonheart and people were stopping me on the street asking me if this and that rumor is true. 'Do you really love him?' … Yeah, I do … 'Does he love you?' … I should think so.
It gets to your head, plays around with your mind … tugs at your feelings. He had told me that he loved me … once. But had he meant it? I didn't know. My pride went against asking him for an honest answer. However, the questions swarmed in my head … and they became slightly more apparent when he was sleeping on the couch, his head in my lap.
I was kind of tired too … ok, I think I was on the verge of falling asleep too because I wasn't even aware I was watching sports news. I wasn't usually this tired on Fridays but this had been a hellish week. College was a big step from high school … teachers were more annoying with their droning nasal voices and the pleasurable look they got on their faces whilst assigning tough assignments.
With the thoughts of advanced calculus numbing my tired mind, my eyelids were beginning to droop and the voice of the news guy wasn't reaching my ears anymore … however a heavy knock was received like a slap in the face. I jumped slightly and Squall's eyes shot open.
"I'll get it …" I yawned and pushed him off.
I opened the door and saw why Squall held such a concentrated amount of hatred for delivery guys. There were three of them who stared back at me like I was some sort of extraterrestrial and then they're glazed look moved south of my face.
I instinctively crossed my arms over my chest … fucking perverts. "Can I help you?" I asked as politely as I could, which is kind of hard when three guys with piggy faces are looking at your chest.
"What the hell is it now?" His deep voice came up from behind me.
"Commander Leonheart?" The chunky one asked.
"It's you again?" Squall snarled nastily and I could tell he was on the verge of fetching his gunblade and hacking them away into little bits.
"Uh … we … have a message!" Another one of them spoke up stupidly and you could tell he didn't have any message from anyone.
"Yeah? From who?" Squall snapped angrily.
The poor fat guy didn't have time to answer since someone pushed their way through, "Out of the way … out of the way … alcohol coming through … hey Rin, how you doin'?"
It was Seifer with a case of twenty-four, Zell and Irvine following close behind with Selphie and Quistis, "Hey man, we're going to have a party." Zell informed to a very angry Squall.
The three delivery boys looked from me to Squall back and forth, "Could we join you?" The second one who had been silent during this exchange asked meekly.
Squall pulled me away from the door slightly and slammed it back in their face. "What the hell are you all doing in my dorm?" He asked to the crew who had infiltrated his commander apartment.
"Dude, the inauguration party is in a week! I'm going to graduate to SeeD! I want a private party with friends!" Seifer explained as if it was normal to barge in on people at roughly eleven P.M.
"Says who you passed?" Squall scowled and I could only stare at him. Seifer became silent and everyone in the room looked at Squall.
"You mean you didn't pass me?" Seifer asked blankly.
"Of course I fucking passed you, shitwit!" Squall snapped, "But I might change my mind if you barge in my freaking dorm all the time like this!" The lack of sleep was getting to him, I could tell.
"Well … you know, if you guys were doing something then … it was technically the delivery peoples faults that you were interrupted." Zell put in stupidly, "They're the ones who interrupted you."
"We weren't doing anything!" Squall replied through clenched teeth before I had time to open my mouth. "However it is uncommon for people to barge into people's rooms near midnight to have a 'party'."
Seifer had opened a bottle of beer and was taking casual swigs as he listened to Squall talk, "Mmhmm? Rin, do you mind?"
"Well, not particularly but-" I didn't even have time to finish my sentence.
He interrupted me so rudely, "Good then it's settled. Let's-"
To my glee, Selphie interrupted him in turn, "PAAAR-TAAAAY!"
I reacted just in time to catch a-might I add GLASS-beer bottle that was thrown my way, "Bottom's up!" Irvine smirked at me and tilted his own bottle upward, letting the alcohol run down his esophagus and soon take over his mind.
I noticed that Squall had also opened himself a bottle. I sat there nervously watching … mentally cursing myself, 'You have a problem with drugs … not alcohol … this is alcohol, not drugs.' And yet I couldn't bring the bottle to my lips.
I hadn't drank since … argh, bad memories. Forget it. Well, that night didn't exactly end that bad. I smiled subconsciously; it didn't end badly at all. That was the night Squall and I …
"What the hell are you doing, Rin? Drink!" Quistis' voice snapped me back to reality; she was sitting on Seifer's lap, her own drink in hand.
Did I forget to mention that those two are an item now? Yeah, that's some pretty freaky shit if you ask me. Quistis, being one of my best friends and Seifer being Squall's rival/friend if that's even possible. Strange, huh?
What's even stranger is Zell. He used to hang out with Seifer and Squall apparently, in junior high or something of the sort. He became Squall's receptionist. We all kind of made fun of him when that happened, 'What, Zell? You're on that side of the fence now, aren't you?'
Anyways, getting back to the reason he's strange. He can wolf down six whole hot dogs. AT THE SAME TIME. That's strange. It beats my brothers, the disgusting little pigs they are. I can still remember the day that Mikey tried shoving a corndog up his nose … why the hell are guys so disgusting?
At that very moment I heard Irvine giving off a loud, unnecessary belch, "Ew!" Selphie sprung from her position on the couch next to him, "That was so rude! Did your mother not teach you any manners?"
Oh yeah, there's also Selphie and Irvine. Selphie is another of my best friends. Irvine is just … well … her on/off boyfriend. He also happened to be a friend of Seifer's. Selphie describes her relationship with Irvine as 'We're serious but we aren't pinned.' I still haven't been able to figure that one out yet. Maybe I never will …
"That was a great one." Seifer complimented and launched a loud one himself, "I think in matter of decibels that one beat you." He smirked proudly and Quistis got off from his lap.
"Ok, you guys are gross." She made a disgusted face and found herself a nearby chair to sit away from the disturbing contest.
"Hey, you give it a try." Seifer's gaze fell upon Squall.
"Do and die." I found myself frying him beneath my 'womanly glare'.
He only smiled at me, opened his mouth … and burped. It was quite impressive … or at least it would have been if it wasn't so freaking disgusting in the first place!
I glared at him, "I'll kill you, cut you up into little pieces, string you on a shish kabob stick and sell you to the horny fishermen off the coast of FH!" Sometimes I really can't help the threats that escape my mouth. I'm sure my father often wishes I could. Well, it's his fault if he can't afford to install a filter between my brain and my mouth.
"You do business with horny fisherman?" Zell's amused voice rang a very good question in my ears.
"Well I talk to you everyday, don't I?" See what I mean? Maybe a filter would be a nice investment.
"Oooh, dissed!" Irvine laughed at Zell's surprised expression and I could only stick out my tongue. It was funny, surprising even that we all managed to get along and, in a strange way, all love each other. I guess I have a lot of surprising and strange relationship. Mine with Squall being at the top of the list.
Sabam: Aw, such a reflective chapter. *Pats herself on the back* Well, thank you to everyone who reviewed last time and I would ask you all to perform your reader duties and to review once more. Thank you all so much.