Chapter 6- Doth the Plot thickeneth?
By-Calicat Calicat: Oi ppls! How is uz...k, the gangsta crap is done, and because I know that some of you will skip this part anyways, but RECAP!! Cookies: Black-Lily1704- OMG, thanx for the reivew, um dialogue...to be straight I'll make symbols now that you've been kind enough/ humble enough to point it out. I had this story on my computere for a while, and I actually had the romance in it, but if you want more...well you get more! Thanks for reviewing, you get chocolate chip, with extra love! For all you other people who won't review... sticks tongue out and makes loud obnoxious noise REVIEW PEOPLE! = Telepathic ""= Spoken --= Thought RECAP:
The girls all shuffled down and Maeghan immediately slipped into the kitchen. She produced a special wine bottle she'd be using later.
Maeghan then felt a panic and she almost dropped the panic.
She recognized the voice immediately, "Rinoa!" She cried, setting down the wine bottle and trying to locate her friend.
Squall noticed a chill in the room, but the guests chattered on incessantly. He looked around to locate someone...then he felt panic in the back of his mind.
"Rinoa!" The desperate call was his sister's.
"Mag? What's wrong?"
"I don't know...but find her!" Came the call.
Squall gently pushed people out of the way, until he heard Rinoa's voice.
He had to step in.
Seifer was standing beside one of the most beautiful girls at the party, and he felt that it was necessary to tell her that every few seconds.
"You look ravishing Quisty..." He smirked as he saw her eye twich with anger.
"Seifer," she lowered her voice, "If you say that one more time I will..."
"Seiver, 'ow are you chile?" A heavy Transalvanian accent rang out just in time.
"Madam Locogishka!" He gave a watered down smile for the woman.
She was heavily perfumed, and Quistis' nose itched from the furs she wore, but her heavy ringed hands grasped Seifer into a tight hug.
"You look fine, how vould you like to be married, I have some daughter in laws zat vould gladly take such a fine and sturdy man...oh who ezz zees?"
"That," Seifer restrained himself from saying 'zat', "Is Quistis Trepe."
"I haven't heard of you before." The lady's tone grew cold, but Quistis had a wicked idea to get the lady to leave them alone.
"I haven't heard of you either Madam, but my fiancé meets you quite well."
"Fiancé?" The woman paled noticeably, yet it was hard to distinguish under her layers of makeup and cosmetics.
Seifer looked shocked, but he noticed the plan immediately, "Oh yes, I proposed at the beginning of he year, we've been making plans so far, haven't we Quisty."
"Oh yes, Seify," it took all her self control not to spit it at him, but it was her plan and she supposed she deserved it, "We've just gone through the wedding plans...oh wait isn't that the president?" Quistis pointed at an imaginary person and dragged away Seifer as soon as the lady's back was turned.
Irvine stretched out luxuriously on the couch. Not many people dared sit in another person's house, but Irvine Kinneas wasn't your normal person. His trademark cowboy hat was pulled over his eyes as he tried to sleep.
Then he got an almost painful sensation on his legs.
"Shit." he grumbled, but found pure green eyes staring at him.
"Sorry!" Selphie muttered, but made no attempt to get up.
"Why are you here anyway?" Irvine made a desperate attempt to sit up, but failed, and Selphie helped him.
"I was looking to escape from someone..."
"So babe, what're you doin after this?" A voice drifted down the hallway.
"Hide me..."Selphie squealed, digging into Irvine.
"Hon? You, me bathroom...in...." The guy came in and was looking at Selphie when Irvine had a brilliant idea of how to save her.
-I read this in a romance novel...damn I hope Maeghan doesn't find out about this- Irvine looked at Selphie and planted a nice kiss...(A/N a loud, obnoxious kiss).
-What the?- was the last thing that ran through Selphie's mind...next thing was, -what, is this cliché-loving idiot, not getting any?-
Squall looked for the source of panic and saw Rinoa looking as white as a sheet, she stood there facing her father.
"Rinoa?" Squall tried, but her father as pulling her into a conversation.
"Hello father..."she was bitter, like newly frosted ice.
"Rinoa." He was curt also, but he seemed smug.
"What is it father?" She mocked the word father whenever she strained, rolling her eyes slightly, but being subtle about it.
"I have a business associate's son, he'd like to meet you, for coffee sometime."
"I'd love to, but I can't drink coffee, it reacts badly with my system."
"Really, Rinoa dear...don't be nasty. You need to be courted eventually to produce me an heir, this will also ensure that I get an alliance..."
"Is that all I am to you? A bargaining chip? A way to ensure alliances with other companies? Father..." She spat.
"Rinoa, not in public."
"Oh! Squall..."
Squall physically flinched as he was added to the conversation.
"Who is this Rinoa...?"
"Well this is Squall, who's house I am residing in." She smiled.
"Hello sir." Squall was polite, yet guarded.
"Hello, son..." The general was also quiet.
"Rinoa! I was coming to see if you could help with dinner...Squall I'll need you too!" Maeghan added in.
"I'm sorry I was having a conversation." General Caraway put in.
"I'm sorry, I rarely talk to people who call me harlots or sluts."
"I didn't."
"No, but you're thinking it." With that, Maeghan turned and left her brother and friend following.
"Alright, are the guests all comfortable?" Maeghan looked at her friends.
Quistis was boiling, Seifer was smirking, Selphie was shocked, Irvine looked happy...yet embarassed, Rinoa looked relieved and Squall looked like...well Squall looked like Squall always does.
"Hello?"

"Everyone seems fine!" Seifer happily replied.
"Fine, Selphie I need you to tell everyone to go into the dining room, Quistis I need you to come with me into the winery, Irvine...help Selphie...Where the hell is Zell?"
Everyone looked around.
"You three look for Zell then...alright, break up and come back here when the plan is done."
Maeghan and Quistis came and personally served the wine, but as people started to drink they seemed to be getting quite drunk.
"Seifer, the video camera is over there...get it out please...where's Rinoa and Squall?"
"They left."
"Oh...anyway, Quistis activate the video panel..."
"Alright."
"Irvine, can you and Selphie get the food for us ready?"
"Fine..."
No one noticed Maeghan leave.
"Squall, this is weird."
"Why?"
"You know why!" Rinoa snapped.
"Because you introduced me as your boyfriend...?"
"Ya, and Maeghan must've heard that!"
"So?" Squall looked puzzled.
"I don't know, I was always taught that we weren't supposed to court until you had your parent's permission."
"Squall, Rin? What are you doing here?" Maeghan approached again.
"Oh my God!" Rinoa half shrieked as she saw Squall's sister.
"What is it?"
"We need to talk about something."
"What?"
"My past..." Maeghan looked at her friend seriously.