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#### My oh my, what's gonna happen now? But before that my thanks to all those who have supported and reviewed. Thanks to dreameaterishungry for bugging me until I update, thanks to her, I have my motivation back. You should check out her stories, they're good. Anyway, on to the story!

Chapter twelve: Finally

"Thanks mister!"

And at that moment, the man turned around.

It cannot be! Selphie thought as she stood there dumbfounded.

"No prob." The guy smiled.

Selphie was overwhelmed with relief and happiness at the sight of her friend who was long thought to be dead. She was too overwhelmed to speak.

The young man stood there wondering at what happened to the girl.

"Uhh…Excuse me?" the man said as he waved his hand in front of Selphie, trying to catch her attention.

The girl completely ignored the young man but after what seemed like regaining some of her senses, she jumped on the poor man and locked him in a tight embrace.

"E-excuse me?" the man looked at Selphie confusedly.

After what seemed like forever, Selphie released the man from her hug . She took a step back and looked at her dear friend with tears of joy and relief.

He still looks the same… chestnut brown hair worn in the same hairstyle only a bit longer, same blue eyes and… there's something missing…Of course! His scar!

The young man felt uneasy about the girl looking at him as if he was a peculiar object that dropped out of nowhere.

What on earth does this lunatic want with me? Ow! Great I'm stuck here because I need to wait for the client with a throbbing head and a lunatic. Boy, can this day get any better. Dylan thought as he rubbed his temples.

Selphie took a step closer at Dylan.

"Keep your distance kid if you know what's good for you." Dylan threatened, hoping that this would stop the girl from pestering him.

"You still haven't changed… Tee-hee. Come on! Everybody's waiting!" Selphie grabbed the man by his arm and dragged him towards her vehicle.

"Watch it!" Dylan said as he slapped Selphie's hand away.

"What…? Oh! I see.. you want to protect your macho bearing huh? You don't want anyone to see that a pretty girl like me is dragging you eh? Fine, fine, whatever suits his majesty's wants. Now let's go."

"What are you talking about?" Dylan asked, suspicion growing within him.

"Well like duh! C'mon and stop playing dumb! Everyone will be glad to see you!"

"Hold on kid, what on earth are you babbling about?" Dylan said in a tone that gave of his feeling of annoyance towards Selphie.

 "We-ell! Getting touchy aren't we? Well in case you forgot mister that we, as in your friends, are waiting for you in the Presidential Palace. C'mon! Enough talking already, the sooner Rinoa sees you, the happier she will be."

Ri…Rinoa? Arrrrrrgh!!! The pain is getting worse. Uggh! Why? It's just a name! Why on earth should my head hurt so much?! "Ahh…" Dylan said as he held his head feeling as if it was about to split in two.

"Squall?! Are you alright?" Selphie shrieked as she rushed to her friend.

Squall? What on earth…?

"Dylan? Dylan!" Angeline immediately rushed to his side.

"Shh…shhh… it's all right..."Angeline shushed Dylan, after she saw that he had somewhat calmed down, she turned to Selphie and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know, I as just saying hi to him and how much we all missed him. When suddenly he…"

"You say you know him?"

"Of course! He and I and our other friends grew up together."

"So you do know him, wait here." Angeline said as she called for Gerard and had him take care of Dylan.

"So… is he gonna be okay?" Selphie asked.

"I don't know, he has frequent headaches attacking him. But according to the check-up, nothing is wrong with him… physically."

"Hmmn… odd… Squall never had a headache before." Selphie thought aloud.

"Anyway, tell me……who are you? What are you to Dylan? What do you know about him?" Angeline bombarded Selphie with questions.

A bright light was all he could see, then slowly it faded away, revealing the place of a shabby stone house with a lighthouse by the shore.

What is this place? Where am I? Dylan thought as he looked at his surroundings.

Suddenly he heard children's laughter behind him. Turning around he saw six children. Each of them was somewhat familiar to him. Then he noticed that one of the kids there was the kid that he saw in his earlier dreams the kid that looks just like him.

The gay laughter of the children filled the air, again he saw the boy of his earlier dreams sitting in a corner, alone. Dylan felt pity for the child and decided to got to him. When he was beside the child, he was surprised when the child looked up at him and gave a faint smile. Dylan could't think of anything to say and so he just smiled back.

He watched the boy. The boy was looking at his friends when suddenly, one by one they disappeared. Only leaving the tall blonde kid and him. It seemed to Dylan that this kid and the other one do not get along. It was obvious.

Suddenly everything was whirled in. Flashes of images appeared before him. He saw himself in some sort of uniform dancing with a young lady. But when he took a closer look at the woman, he couldn't see her face. Another image was of outer space, a red dragon like ship and a nother person beside him. And then, everything turned black.

"Whoah!" Dylan gasped as he jolted out of bed.

Some weird dream… He thought to himself.

"And so sleeping beauty awakes!" a voice mocked him.

"What the?! Oh… Well if it isn't it the BEASTLY Gerard playing NANNY." Dylan said half-jokingly as he saw his friend who was wearing an apron and holding a duster.

"Hey! Why you… you should be grateful that I even hauled your butt up here and made you rest on a comfy bed while I whipped my ass working! Under normal circumstances, I would've just kicked your butt and made you work!" Gerard said defensively as he threateningly pointed the duster at Dylan and tried to look menacing but was futile because of the duster which made him look like a brutish nanny scolding a kid.

"Oh yeah? Well then, to what honor do I owe the almighty brute-nanny such kindness." Dylan spat with sarcasm.

"You better watch your mouth Dyly, I wasn't the girl here who passed out. Don't tell me working too much is gonna mess up your giryness."Gerard smirked.

 Dylan shot a death glare at Gerard who was now smiling in a nefarious way.

Then they both sighed and laughed a bit.

"Glad ta have ya back matey!" Gerard sighed.

"Ya, ya sure. I missed you sooo much." Dylan rolled his eyes.

"No, seriously kid, thought we lost ya back there." Gerard said in a worried tone.

"… Really? What happened?" Dylan said as he sat up.

"Well you… kinda went weird. First you were muttering things, then you started to have violent reactions to your headache and then you… passed out… went cold for five minutes, then you breathed again." Gerard narrated as he put down the feather duster and took off his apron.

" So I died and was ressurected?" Dylan said in disbelief.

"Yup."

"Odd… well whatever. Where's Angeline and that… weird lunatic?" Dylan said as he stood up.

Selphie had just finished talking to Angeline when Gerard entered the hotel lobby. They checked in a hotel when Dylan passed out. Selphie and Angeline talked downstairs as Gerard took care of Dylan.

"Hey ladies, sleeping beauty's awake." Gerard announced.

"Okay, thanks Ger. Well, shall go to him?" Angeline said as she looked at Selphie.

####Har har, there ya have it folks. Selphie meets Dylan! Guess what happens next when Selph speaks with Dyl.