Selphie Kinneas

Roses

The Sniper's Rose

Chapter One-Selphie Tilmitt

Along the corridors in Dorm 348, a young lady with curly brown hair and a wide smile named Selphie Tilmitt unpacked her bags. Her roommate Rinoa Caraway sat near by explaining the garden they were in.

"Balamb Garden is really a great place. Everyone is really friendly, but the SeeD classes are really tough. Don't worry, if you used to go to Trabia Garden, you'll be fine." Rinoa smiled sweetly. Selphie stood straight.

"Are they really? I mean…field exams, how hard are they?" Selphie asked with an unsure concern. Rinoa shrugged.

"I wouldn't worry too much. They start out easy like with Gaylas and Bug Bites." She replied. Selphie pulled the remaining items from her suitcase.

"All finished!" Selphie announced. Rinoa smirked then bit her lip.

"(Gasp) Oh Selphie, I just forgot I have a date tonight." Was the reply

"That's okay… er with who?" Selphie replied disappointedly.

"It's only the top SeeD in the whole Garden, Squall Loire!" Rinoa squeaked happily

"The Squall Loire, like as in Squall Loire son of the president of Esther!?"

"You bet!"

The two squealed for a moment. After that Rinoa went into her room to change. She came out in a tickle-me-pink halter-top, and a black skirt reaching her knees.

"I promise Selph, when I come back, I'll give you a grand tour of Garden. Hey we'll even check the town." Selphie smiled as she watched Rinoa walk out the door. Rinoa walked down the dorm hall, waiting at the end was Squall Loire a calm and cool person with flawless looks. His hair messily swayed side-to-side. Rinoa approached him. From dorm 348, Selphie watched as the two embraced and kissed. Selphie stretched her arms as she sprawled on the floor.

It's so boring………………………

"Front page…"

Irvine sat quietly on a chair in a small uptight room. A man paced back and forth in front of him, the same man who pulled went orphanage-to-orphanage to find children to take in training.

"IT'S THE FRONT PAGE KINNEAS!" The gruff man threw a newspaper headline at Irvine. Irvine, who looked guilty a few minutes back, smiled slyly.

"Boss, so what? It just shows how scared Galbadia and Esther are."

Kinneas Strikes Again

Irvine Kinneas, a mercenary for G-AERO, are which hideout whereabouts' still unknown, snuck into the Ammunition warehouse last night. The proof of this is by the 25 Galbadian found dead. A single bullet of Kinneas's signature ammo killed each soldier.

Kinneas must be stopped at all cost!

"Well?" The boss asked. Irvine shrugged coolly, and then broke into a shameful face.

"I was out of ammo, I had to restock…"

"KINNEAS!"

"What?!"

The boss sighed as he laid his hand on his forehead.

"Kinneas, I… (Moan) look! Everyone is after you. If this keeps up, they'll find our base in no time."

"I'll behave! Sorry dude!"

"Kinneas, no time for jokes."

"I'm serious boss! I'll be good."

Irvine clasped his hands together and bowed his head on them.

"I promise." The boss threw himself into his chair.

"Hand it over Kinneas."

"Wha? What did I do?"

"You act like a child Kinneas! And your gun is your toy."

"What, what are you sayin?"

"I think taking a break would be good for the both of us."

"WHAT?! YOU'RE SENDIN ME UNDERCOVER!?"

The boss held out his arm waiting for Irvine to give up his rifle. Irvine stubbornly refused for a moment. Soon he busted and threw a silver plated rifle called the Exeter. Irvine crossed his arms and looked more childish.

"Okay, Kinneas. I have made your files. You're going to school." Irvine looked awkwardly at the boss for a moment.
"I'm 18 boss!"

"Ah, Shut up and listen. Galbadia Garden is too risky. Trabia is too obvious, so I'm sending you to the SeeD school of Balamb Garden."

"NO WAY!" Irvine shouted and stood before the boss. He breathed heavily. He inhaled deeply and sat down again, "Plus, I bet someone is bound to be ready to hunt me there too."

The boss pulled a pocket knife from his patched pocket, "But they ain't gonna find 'Kinneas', ya see." The boss advanced towards Irvine. With a quick slide the dagger cut through Irvine's soft hair. Irvine clutched his back, where his hair used to lay.

"WHAT THE HELL!? THAT'S MY HAIR DUDE!" The boss snatched the dark colored hat from Irvine's head.

"Shut yer cracker. I ain't through with your look." He went into his desk drawers and produced a pair of hazel contacts, "Kinneas, I've got everythin to keep ya outta trouble. But! If you even think about messin round' I swear I'll pull ya out and make ya wish yeh never were born! In Balamb Garden, you will be called 'Irvine Davinsen.'"

Irvine sneered.

Selphie peered one eye open. The morning sunshine poured in. She yawned as she walked out of her dormitory. Rinoa sat in the next room in her uniform with a textbook, ready to go.

"Morning Selphie, I came pretty late. Sorry. If you want we can go on that tour now, or we can go have breakfast." Rinoa brushed her soft black bangs form her eyes, "What do you say?"

"That's a great idea, lemme go change and get my stuff." Selphie rushed back into her room and slipped her uniform on. She placed her new boots on her feet and combed her hair messily. She scanned her room for items she needed for class. Rinoa walked in obviously realizing her frustration.

"Uh, where's your schedule?" She asked. Selphie's eyes widened as she pulled a small slip of paper out of her drawers and skimmed for her first class.

"The study of Guardian Force." She announced as she scouted for the matching textbook. "Let's go." Selphie smiled as the two left the dorm.

The train came to a stop with a large screech. Irvine grabbed with suitcase and dragged it out into the streets of Balamb. A hat concealed his new colored eyes, and the collar of his long trench coat covered his new haircut. Trying hard not to look suspicious Irvine pulled off his hat and started his temporary life as Irvine Davinsen.
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