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"IF ONLY YOU SAW ME"

Chapter Three: Squall

"...You're wonderful...with a slight word my heart flutters...just wonderful..."


Rinoa sat alone at the breakfast table. Stiring her bowl of cereal, she sighed. She couldnt believe what happened the night before. The man...the casket... She began to question whether she wanted to stay in that house or not. She ate one spoonful of cereal and dropped her head onto the table. "What am I going to do?" she said to herself.

"Nothing."

Her head shot up. The man she found in the casket stood before her. She gulped, grabbing her spoon tightly in her hand. "What are you doing here? Where's Sephiroth?"

He took a step back into the dark hallway, "Please cover the windows. I hate sunlight."

She took in a breath, "You too?" she stood to close the shades but stopped, "Well good, then you can stay away from me." she said, harshly.

The man put his head down, "Please Rinoa."

She took her bowl and emptied it into the sink, "How do you know my name?"

"Sephiroth."

She turned around, "Well. I dont care much. Just leave me be." She opened another window shade. She heard him his and back away. She turned around, not seeing him anywhere. "Hey? Where'd you go?

"I'm still here." she heard him say.

She walked toward the hallway and immediatly, he grabbed her arm and pulled her toward him, "Please Rinoa. Cover the windows."

She glared at him through the darkness, trying to pull away. He grabbed her more tightly. She let out a small yelp and looked at him. She looked into his eyes, seeing a gentleness there that she didnt stay to see last night. She gulped as he ran his fingers through her hair, "Please, Rinoa. Its all I ask."

She nodded and he softly let her go. She quickly ran into the kitchen and covered every window and anywhere where sunlight was peeking through. "Its okay now."

The man walked in, grabbing a chair. He then rested his head on the table, running his hands over the fine marble, "Things have truely changed..."

Rinoa went next to him quietly, "Pardon?"

He looked at her with a smile, "I'm terribly sorry for the scare last night."

She shook her head, "I truely thought you were going to kill me you know."

He laughed, "I was sleeping."

"Do you always sleep in a black casket?"

He laughed, "Sure. If you like to think so...then yes, I do."

She smiled. She looked at him carefully. His eyes were so clear, beautiful. His brown hair fell to his shoulders, slightly falling over one eye. He wasnt what she remembered from last night. Lst night he was angry, pale...bleeding. Taking a quick glance at his wrist, she saw deep gashes yet no blood. She grabbed both of his hands, holding them in front of her, "Did you try suicide?"

His eyes went wide and confused. He then looked at his wrist and saw the slits. He pulled away from her, and looked at them himself, "They're still there?"

"Still there?" She questioned.

He looked at her and shook his head. "I'm not sure..."

She gave him a quick uneasy smile and walked to the sink. Grabbing a clean towel, she drenched it in water and went back to a table. Sitting in a chair next to him, she grabbed his wrist. Slwoly, she began to wipe the dry blood away. He looked at her and smiled. She smiled back at him, "May I ask your name?"

He smiled, "Call me Squall."

She smiled, (squall). She then remembered what it had said on his casket...Forceful Wind. Her smile grew. It made perfect sense.

She turned to stand to grab a dry towel but Squall grabbed her and stayed her in her seat, "Please. Sit."

She obeyed and sat down again. He smile, "You remind me of someone dear to me."

Her smile grew, "Sephiroth told me the same thing. He said she had died around my age, hadnt she?

Squall's slight smile faded as he lowered his head and sighed. Rinoa touched his shoulder, "Did I say something wrong?"

He raised his head "No, you didnt say anything wrong."

She lowered her head, "Oh..seemed like I did."

He shook his head, "No, dear. You didnt."

She smiled, "Well. I'd like to say, it was very nice meeting you, Squall." He smiled back at her. She stood, "I have to get ready. I need to go to my University and apply. I'll see you and Sephiroth tonight, shouldnt I?"

He smiled and nodded. Rinoa then left the kitchen and walked up to her room. She stopped at her door, sighing to herself. She then entered to get changed.


Squall walked into Sephiroth's room, opening his casket, "Wake up." he said, turning the casket on the side.

Sephiroth fell on his side with a loud grunt. He gave a quick stand, wiping his long cloak, "What is it?"

Squall put the casket back in its place, feeling over the words "Rushing Fire" engraved over the top. He looked at Sephiroth, "The girl..."

Sepiroth sighed, "You woke me during daylight to talk about her? Gah..."

Sephiroth raised the lid of his casket. Squall angrily slammed it down, "She looks like Joia."

Sephiroth fixed the caskets top and placed a hand on Squall's shoulder, "I know she does. But she was a long time ago, Dear Friend." He turned toward the window, "Her body is still in the tomb. I can surely bet that if you were to check on her, you could still sense her presence."

"But I do sense her."

"Well-"

"I sense her in the girl."

Sephiroth looked at Squall deeply. Lowering his head, he sighedm "I can sense her too within Rinoa...Which is why I let her stay."

Squall smiled and nodded, "Why is she staying? She mentioned a University? Theres a University in Balamb? Have I truely slept that long?"

Sephiroth laughed, "Well, surely you did sleep along time. Its the year 2005, Squall. The University was recently built last year. She came to the house looking for a room to rent. I let her stay for free, just because of...well... becuase I truely sense Joia."

Squall sighed, looking at the drapes pulled over the window, "They have the same last name."

"I know."

"Rinoa must be related to her in some way."

"Of course, Squall."

Squall sighed, "She wishes to see us both tonight. Of course you know that."

Sephiroth smiled, walking past Squall, "She isnt scared of you anymore?"

Squall smiled, "Took convicing a while ago. But surely, we talked like friends. She even wiped my wounds."

Sephiroth looked at the slits marked across Squall's wrist, "I couldnt believe they were still fresh."

Squall shrugged, "well, I did it out of agony."

Sephiroth nodded. "I know. May I rest now and see the both of you in a few hours?"

Squall laughed, "Of course."

Sephiroth smiled and creeped back into his casket. Squall turned and left the room, remembering Rinoa's smiling face. He then remembered Joia. They shared the same smile. He felt a slight blush reach between his cheeks and he quyickly shook his head. He stopped at the top of the staircase and sighed, "Oh Joia..help me..."

He turned toward Joia's old bedroom where she slept whenever she stayed with him. As he entered, he saw all of Rinoa's things neatly placed around. Anger bit at the back of his throat. Joia's room was never to be touched. It was locked. Sephiroth should have known better. He sighed again and gave a slight smile, (at least she was neat) he thought.

he turned and ran down the stairs, down the hall and down a second set of stairs to a cellar where Joia's tomb was kept. Opening the tomb's door, he could smell the scent of the roses he had placed there when she had died. They were still blooming. He smiled and went toward her white coffin. Lined with gold and painted with white and black roses, he laid his hand on the hand made casket. "Joia..." he said, "Help me. This girl...she looks like you...she seems to be just like you...yet...she isnt you...I know she isnt you. Tell me how you feel about this. I promised I'd never love again. And I wont love til you, Joia, My Love, tell me other wise."


"Hello?Anyone here? I'm going to cook dinner now!"

Rinoa closed the front door, placing her coat on the coat rack. She walked into the kitchen, putting the bags of food she had bought on the table.

Upstairs, Squall eyed her eagerly. Something about her was tempting him. But Joia's love was still in his heart. He sighed and walked to Sephiroth's room, hearing Rinoa fiddle with the Kitchen. He opened Sephiroth's door slowly and looked inside. The drapes were still closed from this morning. he slowly went and opened it. Staring at the moon, a quick memory of Joia flashed across his mind.

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"My young lady, isnt it a bit late to wonder out within the moonlight." A young lady smiled at Squall. "Well," she said, "Its beautiful out. I need to see." Squall smiled at the young lady, "Well, would you like some company?" She smiled at him, "Well, do you come out to enjoy the view." Squall grinned and walked toward her, "I came for more than just a view."

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Squall shook his head, turning toward Sephiroth's casket. He opened it and gave Sephiroth a slight slap on the face. Sephiroth opened his eyes, "Again?"

Squall smiled, "No. Rinoa is back. She is fixing dinner."

Sephiroth gave a quick smile, "If obly she knew we are vampires. we dont eat much."

"Yes well, she tries. And she shouldnt know."

Sephiroth nodded, agreeingly, "Yes but. This sickness to sunlight is a bit...well...tiring."

Squall laughed and helped his friend out of the casket. "Come on now."

Sephiroth closed his casket and gave a slight stretch. He then followed Squall out of the room and down the stairs. They walked into the kitchen just as Rinoa was setting the table. she looked at them and smiled, "Sit, come on, sit."

They nodded and sat at chairs next to each other. Rinoa took a pot off of the stove and poured it into the bowls that were placed in front of them, "Soup?" Squall asked.

She nodded wityh a large smile, "Its veggie soup."

Sepiroth gave a small laugh and took a bite, "Its good. Squall, you try."

Squall nodded and took a spoonful from his bowl, "Wow. It is good."

She smiled, placing a small salad with chopped chicken strips next to them. Apart from that, she placed a small cake lined with Lemon's in the center of the table. "Did you plan this meal?" Sephiroth asked her.

She smiled, "Well, not really. I bought the cake at the last minute. I lined it with lemon's. A touch from home I guess."

Squall smiled as she sat down next to him, beginning to eat her soup. She discovered him staring at her and a slight blush rushed to her cheeks. "how's your soup, Squall?"

He nodded, not removing his eyes from her, "Its very good. Thank you."

Her heart gave a slight flutter and she gave a giggle with it. His mind smiled at that as he turned to take abite out of his salad. "you know, Rinoa." Sephiroth said, "Next time, if you truely want to cook, why not steak. Fresh with blood and roast it."

Rinoa put her napkin down after wiping her mouth, "If you really want it, then sure. Its the least I can do for you letting me stay in your wonderful home."

Squall looked at her and repeated "wonderful" softly near her. She looked at him and blushed again.


Once their soup was done, Sephiroth offered to wash the dishes in Rinoa's place. Rinoa nodded, kissing Sephiroth's and Squall's cheek goodnight. With that, she went up to her room and through herself on her bed. She knew she had a fear of him last night, but today, Squall seemed so..handsome. She couldnt resist looking at him. (would he ever like me? It would be wonderful if he did...just wonderful.)

A/N: theres chapter 4. I hope U all enjoyed it. I'll be updating in 2 days, I promise. Maybe sooner, depends when I get on my computer!