The Replica
A/N: Its been a while now hasn't it? You know I've noticed that this story kind of sucks and is pretty cliché, do you find? WARNING: There will be a little bit of Squinoa fluff here and there...this chapter is focused on Squall...OK?! DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the ff8 characters or the name Star Wars...you know that!
Run Off
Gwen drew her Gunblade and stared at her once was father. Squall observed her with unfocused eyes. The others prepared themselves for battle. Henry stared at them all for a minute before uttering a single word.
"No."
Squall turned to his sharply. "No what?" he asked.
"No, I cannot do this. I cannot fight her with so many people around. Forget it for now. I will be back for you Gwen and I will take care of you once and for all." He turned away with a swish of his dark cloak, but he stopped and added, "just like I did to your mother." Then he leapt off the tower and down the side of the cliff, onto whatever mechanism would take him back to his place.
Squall stared a minute, and then turned his gaze to Gwen, just at that moment the doors flew open once more and Rinoa came running out, throwing herself into Squall's arms. A bit surprised at first, the relaxing, Squall stroked her hair asking her what was going on.
"Squall, I know you can handle things yourself, but still I thought I was going to lose you after hearing what was going on." Rinoa whispered softly, burying her face into his jacket.
"Aw, Rinoa, don't worry I'm fine." He cooed, gently kissing her cheek.
"WELL..." Nida said with great emphasis, "I think we ought to return to the Garden, Cid will want the full report from the commander." He winked in Squall's direction.
"Yes, yes...whatever." He said, pulling away from Rinoa, taking her by the hand and left down the elevator. The others followed suite.
Gwen's fists clenched as she went down next to the babbling Sophie. He will be back, and she'll be sready.
LATER...
After giving his report, Squall returned to his office to look over the many piles of paper work Cid had left him. Applications for instructors, new students, new classes etc. This couldn't have been a 'commander's' job. Oh well, he thought fleetingly to himself as he parked his ass in his chair. After two hours of silence and reading dull applications a knock came from his door.
"Come in..." he said, slightly annoyed at being disrupted. Rinoa's head popped into the room.
"Hi Squally!" She said happily, all smiles.
"Hey Rin." Squall replied, smiling a bit. Trust Rinoa to ease the tension when he has a lot of work to do.
"So...is my commander working hard?" She asked, going in back of him and resting her chin on his shoulder.
"One could say." Squall replied.
"Uh-huh...God these look dull. You've got to read them ALL?"she asked.
"Yeah..."
"Why don't you stop for a bit and come have a little break." Rinoa offered, smiling even more.
"Are...are you up to something?" Squall asked, turning his chair to face her.
"No." Rinoa answered, sitting on him.
Squall gently wrapped his arms around her and held her close. They sat there for a moment, enjoying the tender moment.
:"Squall..." Rinoa whispered. Squall grunted to reply. "Are you falling in love with that replica of yours.
Squall seemed taken aback for a minute, but calmed down a bit after a minute.
"Of course not, you're the only one for me." He replied, pulling her closer.
"Sure?"
"Don't you trust me?"
"Of course I do Squally!" Rinoa smiled even more, before giving Squall a quick kiss on his lips, before jumping off him and leaving. "Love ya!"
"Love you too..." Squall replied, returning to his work.
A/N: Yeah....this is odd...............I don't usually write romances, whatever, it needed to be cleared anyway. Whatever fits!
As Squall returned to his dorm after biding Rinoa good night, he thought about the days events. So it was her father eh? Seemed like they were in some sort of Star Wars dimension.
He undressed and slipped under the covers of his bed. He better warn the Garden to be more cautious, because maybe....just maybe, Henry may attack the Garden. He also wanted to know if Gwen was ever going to be able to return to her own dimension. Not that he didn't like her or anything...its just that she doesn't exactly fit in. Squall shook the thought from his head and decided to rest up a bit and worry about it tomorrow. He then allowed his eyes to droop and soon he was sound asleep.
FIN TBC... Lame yes...but I'm just sooooo busy nowadays. Plus I'm leaving for South Carolina soon - If you've got any special requests feel free to contact me.
A/N: Its been a while now hasn't it? You know I've noticed that this story kind of sucks and is pretty cliché, do you find? WARNING: There will be a little bit of Squinoa fluff here and there...this chapter is focused on Squall...OK?! DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the ff8 characters or the name Star Wars...you know that!
Run Off
Gwen drew her Gunblade and stared at her once was father. Squall observed her with unfocused eyes. The others prepared themselves for battle. Henry stared at them all for a minute before uttering a single word.
"No."
Squall turned to his sharply. "No what?" he asked.
"No, I cannot do this. I cannot fight her with so many people around. Forget it for now. I will be back for you Gwen and I will take care of you once and for all." He turned away with a swish of his dark cloak, but he stopped and added, "just like I did to your mother." Then he leapt off the tower and down the side of the cliff, onto whatever mechanism would take him back to his place.
Squall stared a minute, and then turned his gaze to Gwen, just at that moment the doors flew open once more and Rinoa came running out, throwing herself into Squall's arms. A bit surprised at first, the relaxing, Squall stroked her hair asking her what was going on.
"Squall, I know you can handle things yourself, but still I thought I was going to lose you after hearing what was going on." Rinoa whispered softly, burying her face into his jacket.
"Aw, Rinoa, don't worry I'm fine." He cooed, gently kissing her cheek.
"WELL..." Nida said with great emphasis, "I think we ought to return to the Garden, Cid will want the full report from the commander." He winked in Squall's direction.
"Yes, yes...whatever." He said, pulling away from Rinoa, taking her by the hand and left down the elevator. The others followed suite.
Gwen's fists clenched as she went down next to the babbling Sophie. He will be back, and she'll be sready.
LATER...
After giving his report, Squall returned to his office to look over the many piles of paper work Cid had left him. Applications for instructors, new students, new classes etc. This couldn't have been a 'commander's' job. Oh well, he thought fleetingly to himself as he parked his ass in his chair. After two hours of silence and reading dull applications a knock came from his door.
"Come in..." he said, slightly annoyed at being disrupted. Rinoa's head popped into the room.
"Hi Squally!" She said happily, all smiles.
"Hey Rin." Squall replied, smiling a bit. Trust Rinoa to ease the tension when he has a lot of work to do.
"So...is my commander working hard?" She asked, going in back of him and resting her chin on his shoulder.
"One could say." Squall replied.
"Uh-huh...God these look dull. You've got to read them ALL?"she asked.
"Yeah..."
"Why don't you stop for a bit and come have a little break." Rinoa offered, smiling even more.
"Are...are you up to something?" Squall asked, turning his chair to face her.
"No." Rinoa answered, sitting on him.
Squall gently wrapped his arms around her and held her close. They sat there for a moment, enjoying the tender moment.
:"Squall..." Rinoa whispered. Squall grunted to reply. "Are you falling in love with that replica of yours.
Squall seemed taken aback for a minute, but calmed down a bit after a minute.
"Of course not, you're the only one for me." He replied, pulling her closer.
"Sure?"
"Don't you trust me?"
"Of course I do Squally!" Rinoa smiled even more, before giving Squall a quick kiss on his lips, before jumping off him and leaving. "Love ya!"
"Love you too..." Squall replied, returning to his work.
A/N: Yeah....this is odd...............I don't usually write romances, whatever, it needed to be cleared anyway. Whatever fits!
As Squall returned to his dorm after biding Rinoa good night, he thought about the days events. So it was her father eh? Seemed like they were in some sort of Star Wars dimension.
He undressed and slipped under the covers of his bed. He better warn the Garden to be more cautious, because maybe....just maybe, Henry may attack the Garden. He also wanted to know if Gwen was ever going to be able to return to her own dimension. Not that he didn't like her or anything...its just that she doesn't exactly fit in. Squall shook the thought from his head and decided to rest up a bit and worry about it tomorrow. He then allowed his eyes to droop and soon he was sound asleep.
FIN TBC... Lame yes...but I'm just sooooo busy nowadays. Plus I'm leaving for South Carolina soon - If you've got any special requests feel free to contact me.