A/N: Hey, everyone!!! Wow, it takes a lot of work to keep thinking of stuff to write, but I tried my best with this chapter so I hope you enjoy! Toodles!
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"Love Affair Between General Caraway's Daughter and Balamb Student!"
This was what was printed as the headline for the leading newspaper of Deling City. With a lovely picture of Rinoa in Squall's arms.
Caraway busted into Rinoa's room, raging on uncontrollably with the newspaper in his hand.
Rinoa was still asleep and she couldn't quite understand what he was going on about. She rubbed her eyes and looked at her father. He looked like an escaped convict, or worse, someone who was just released from the loony bin.
"What are you rambling on about now, Caraway?"
"This!" He said shoving the newspaper in his daughter's face.
She snatched it out of his trembling hands to examine it up close. After realizing what the paper was insinuating she tossed it across the room as if it were contaminated with some contagious virus.
"That's the most idiotic thing I've heard! Me, going out with Squall!" Not far from what she wanted, but she had to play the drama up for the sake of her father.
"Then explain to me, Rinoa, what exactly were you doing in that questionable position?"
"Well, maybe if you had kept those damn photographers' out of the party this would have never happened. But you're so god damn selfish you had to have pictures of yourself all over the place! Well, it looks as if the tables have been turned now. Why so down? My picture is everywhere, wasn't that what you wanted?"
She didn't know why she was getting so angry with him. Maybe it was because her father was so upset that it was Squall who was supposedly seeing her. That's what made her so angry. What if it were true? She'd have to deal with his criticism, along with the entire city's, too. What was it about all the guys she went out with that he despised so much?
"Could you just leave, Caraway? I'm too tired to put up with your nonsense right now."
He slammed the door behind him causing a picture of Marilyn Monroe to fall to the ground.
She jumped at the noise. Her heart was racing and she was quite shaken by the whole argument.
"Why is he so, so, so……… ugh! I can't stand that man! Serves him right to be 'disgraced' by me in public. He's lucky, I could do a lot worse if I wanted to. Like go out with Seifer again. Ha, now THAT would really be a mockery to his precious and beloved title as 'General'."
She walked over to the picture that lay on the floor. She stared at it for a while until she finally picked it up.
Holding it near to her heart she banged her head up against the wall. Then she smiled to herself.
"Hmm, me and Squall a couple? That's kinda cool."
Throwing the picture on the silk covered bed she walked into the bathroom. Examining her face up close in the mirror she proclaimed,
"Gosh, do I look like crap."
Tying her sleek, black hair into a messy bun she ran cold water over her face. She began talking to herself as she applied moisturizer to her face.
"Maybe if Seifer and I never had broken up last year none of this would have happened. I wouldn't have had to see Caraway again because I'd still be living with Zone and Wats. And I wouldn't have these suppressed feelings for Squall. Nor would I have ruined Squall's life. Irvine wouldn't have been dragged into this messy dilemma and so he could have still been a playboy."
After rinsing her face off, she unleashed her hair from the bun and reached for a comb from the bottom cabinet.
"I know Irvine has feelings for Selphie, but now she likes Zell. Ugh, God, did I screw up everyone's lives! But I guess I couldn't have controlled Edea's passing on her powers to me. Or whoever did, I'm still confused about the entire thing! Maybe if I wasn't born at all, everything would be just fine!"
She screamed, throwing her brush into the sink.
"I guess Seifer and me breaking up was unavoidable, though. He was controlled by the sorceress. I just wish I could have lived my life like a normal teenager."
After reflecting a while longer she walked into her bedroom and began searching for clothes.
She picked up a pair of jeans that were on the floor and searched for her favorite pink babydoll negligee, which she used as day attire. After she turned her armoire and closet upside down she looked into her laundry basket and saw the pink ruffled edge of the nightie peeking out.
"Oh, man! Kiki didn't do the dirty clothes!" She stood there staring at the basket debating what she should do. She then threw her hands in the air frustrated and pulled out the babydoll. Holding it up she sniffed it.
"Well, I guess with some perfume it won't be so bad. I don't know why I threw it in here in the first place." She slipped it on, threw on her eye-catching blue pumps, and reached for her oversized, pink and white post-pet bag.
The first thing Squall heard in the morning was a heavy bang at his door.
"Hello?" He said in a horse whisper. His voice was cracked and dry from just waking up, and he seemed to have gone blind when he opened his door.
"Oh!" Rinoa said blushing. She put her hand to her cheek and turned around. Squall didn't realize, but he was standing in his boxers.
Soon catching on he slammed the door in her face and raced to find some clothes.
Rinoa just stood outside, laughing a little.
"Sorry." He said coming out, still tucking his white button down shirt into his jeans.
"That's o.k., I guess."
Rinoa ran her hands through his silky brown hair and giggled.
"What are you doing!?" He said pushing her hands away.
"Bed head!" She laughed pointing to his hair.
"Thanks but no thanks. I know how to fix my hair."
"Not from the looks of it you do."
He rolled his eyes at her.
"What do you want anyway?"
She didn't reply. She just stood there looking at him. Walking closer to him she sneakily pulled the newspaper out of her bag and showed it to him.
"What the hell?"
She tilted her head sideways, he was still fixated on the paper. Without either of them realizing they were getting closer and closer together.
Rinoa leaned in to try and make out his reaction to the scandal and Squall crept closer so no one else would be able to see the headline.
Before they knew it they bumped heads. But neither pulled away. Rinoa lifted her head to look at him and he brought his hand to her forehead.
"Are you o.k.?" He asked even though he knew she was fine.
"Yea." She barely managed voice up.
There faces were so close you could feel the others eyelash if they were to blink.
Both still wouldn't back away, and pretty soon Rinoa felt her lips pressed up against Squalls'.
A whole lifetime could have passed by without either of them knowing it.
Squall ran his fingers through Rinoa's jet black hair. She could feel his cheeks burning up as the two leaned against his door in each others arms.
But what she didn't know was Seifer was there watching them. His blood started to boil and he clenched his hands into fists.
He loved Rinoa with an undying love that, in his opinion and heart, could never be replaced with Squall Lionheart.
He watched as Squall reached for the doorknob and both disappeared into his room.
He hated him, and was going to think of the perfect revenge. The ULTIMATE revenge.
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A/N: Ooooo, scary! Not that I'm going to finish soon, but I was just wondering, who do you think Rinoa should end up with? Seifer or Squall? Please let me know when you review, which I hope you do. Thanks!
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"Love Affair Between General Caraway's Daughter and Balamb Student!"
This was what was printed as the headline for the leading newspaper of Deling City. With a lovely picture of Rinoa in Squall's arms.
Caraway busted into Rinoa's room, raging on uncontrollably with the newspaper in his hand.
Rinoa was still asleep and she couldn't quite understand what he was going on about. She rubbed her eyes and looked at her father. He looked like an escaped convict, or worse, someone who was just released from the loony bin.
"What are you rambling on about now, Caraway?"
"This!" He said shoving the newspaper in his daughter's face.
She snatched it out of his trembling hands to examine it up close. After realizing what the paper was insinuating she tossed it across the room as if it were contaminated with some contagious virus.
"That's the most idiotic thing I've heard! Me, going out with Squall!" Not far from what she wanted, but she had to play the drama up for the sake of her father.
"Then explain to me, Rinoa, what exactly were you doing in that questionable position?"
"Well, maybe if you had kept those damn photographers' out of the party this would have never happened. But you're so god damn selfish you had to have pictures of yourself all over the place! Well, it looks as if the tables have been turned now. Why so down? My picture is everywhere, wasn't that what you wanted?"
She didn't know why she was getting so angry with him. Maybe it was because her father was so upset that it was Squall who was supposedly seeing her. That's what made her so angry. What if it were true? She'd have to deal with his criticism, along with the entire city's, too. What was it about all the guys she went out with that he despised so much?
"Could you just leave, Caraway? I'm too tired to put up with your nonsense right now."
He slammed the door behind him causing a picture of Marilyn Monroe to fall to the ground.
She jumped at the noise. Her heart was racing and she was quite shaken by the whole argument.
"Why is he so, so, so……… ugh! I can't stand that man! Serves him right to be 'disgraced' by me in public. He's lucky, I could do a lot worse if I wanted to. Like go out with Seifer again. Ha, now THAT would really be a mockery to his precious and beloved title as 'General'."
She walked over to the picture that lay on the floor. She stared at it for a while until she finally picked it up.
Holding it near to her heart she banged her head up against the wall. Then she smiled to herself.
"Hmm, me and Squall a couple? That's kinda cool."
Throwing the picture on the silk covered bed she walked into the bathroom. Examining her face up close in the mirror she proclaimed,
"Gosh, do I look like crap."
Tying her sleek, black hair into a messy bun she ran cold water over her face. She began talking to herself as she applied moisturizer to her face.
"Maybe if Seifer and I never had broken up last year none of this would have happened. I wouldn't have had to see Caraway again because I'd still be living with Zone and Wats. And I wouldn't have these suppressed feelings for Squall. Nor would I have ruined Squall's life. Irvine wouldn't have been dragged into this messy dilemma and so he could have still been a playboy."
After rinsing her face off, she unleashed her hair from the bun and reached for a comb from the bottom cabinet.
"I know Irvine has feelings for Selphie, but now she likes Zell. Ugh, God, did I screw up everyone's lives! But I guess I couldn't have controlled Edea's passing on her powers to me. Or whoever did, I'm still confused about the entire thing! Maybe if I wasn't born at all, everything would be just fine!"
She screamed, throwing her brush into the sink.
"I guess Seifer and me breaking up was unavoidable, though. He was controlled by the sorceress. I just wish I could have lived my life like a normal teenager."
After reflecting a while longer she walked into her bedroom and began searching for clothes.
She picked up a pair of jeans that were on the floor and searched for her favorite pink babydoll negligee, which she used as day attire. After she turned her armoire and closet upside down she looked into her laundry basket and saw the pink ruffled edge of the nightie peeking out.
"Oh, man! Kiki didn't do the dirty clothes!" She stood there staring at the basket debating what she should do. She then threw her hands in the air frustrated and pulled out the babydoll. Holding it up she sniffed it.
"Well, I guess with some perfume it won't be so bad. I don't know why I threw it in here in the first place." She slipped it on, threw on her eye-catching blue pumps, and reached for her oversized, pink and white post-pet bag.
The first thing Squall heard in the morning was a heavy bang at his door.
"Hello?" He said in a horse whisper. His voice was cracked and dry from just waking up, and he seemed to have gone blind when he opened his door.
"Oh!" Rinoa said blushing. She put her hand to her cheek and turned around. Squall didn't realize, but he was standing in his boxers.
Soon catching on he slammed the door in her face and raced to find some clothes.
Rinoa just stood outside, laughing a little.
"Sorry." He said coming out, still tucking his white button down shirt into his jeans.
"That's o.k., I guess."
Rinoa ran her hands through his silky brown hair and giggled.
"What are you doing!?" He said pushing her hands away.
"Bed head!" She laughed pointing to his hair.
"Thanks but no thanks. I know how to fix my hair."
"Not from the looks of it you do."
He rolled his eyes at her.
"What do you want anyway?"
She didn't reply. She just stood there looking at him. Walking closer to him she sneakily pulled the newspaper out of her bag and showed it to him.
"What the hell?"
She tilted her head sideways, he was still fixated on the paper. Without either of them realizing they were getting closer and closer together.
Rinoa leaned in to try and make out his reaction to the scandal and Squall crept closer so no one else would be able to see the headline.
Before they knew it they bumped heads. But neither pulled away. Rinoa lifted her head to look at him and he brought his hand to her forehead.
"Are you o.k.?" He asked even though he knew she was fine.
"Yea." She barely managed voice up.
There faces were so close you could feel the others eyelash if they were to blink.
Both still wouldn't back away, and pretty soon Rinoa felt her lips pressed up against Squalls'.
A whole lifetime could have passed by without either of them knowing it.
Squall ran his fingers through Rinoa's jet black hair. She could feel his cheeks burning up as the two leaned against his door in each others arms.
But what she didn't know was Seifer was there watching them. His blood started to boil and he clenched his hands into fists.
He loved Rinoa with an undying love that, in his opinion and heart, could never be replaced with Squall Lionheart.
He watched as Squall reached for the doorknob and both disappeared into his room.
He hated him, and was going to think of the perfect revenge. The ULTIMATE revenge.
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A/N: Ooooo, scary! Not that I'm going to finish soon, but I was just wondering, who do you think Rinoa should end up with? Seifer or Squall? Please let me know when you review, which I hope you do. Thanks!