Wow. O_O A chapter 9. Bet you didn't think you'd see this. Well, the
internet is screwing me and Hitomichu over, so we've taken a break from our
new fic. Check it out. You'll like it. And if not, well...YOU CAN KISS MY
ASS! *clears throat.* Anywho, enjoy the fic.
Tonberry: *smiles and hold up a cup that says reviews*
Cahpter 9- Revealing
"SHOULD TELL HIM." Fujin said as she socked her pillow again out of iritation. Esthar pillows were nowhere nears as soft as Gardens.
"I will. Soon." Squall said as he shifted in his own bed. True, they were together, but sharing the same bed in the same room is beyond the reltaionship as of yet.
"HOW SOON?"
"When his back gives out again." He said as he truned his back to her and curled himself into a ball of comfort.
"SHOULDN'T BE LONG." She said as she gave a light smirk and tossed her legs over the bed, begining to remove her boots.
Rolling over, he looked at her and said "He's not that old." He said somewhat dryly.
Simply shrugging him off, she began to undo her blue coat. After tossing it on a near by chair, she gave Squall a slight glare before continuing.
Squall was somewhat confused. "What?"
"TURN AROUND." She said, pointing to the wall.
"Why?" He asked while sitting up.
"GETTING UNDRESSED." She reached over and tossed a pillow at him, beaning him in the face skillfully.
"Oh. You're one of those people who sleep in their underware." He nodded, understanding compleatly and turned back around, retaking his comfort ball.
A small smirk spread across her face as she crawled into bed and arched her back. "NEGITAVE." Her arm snaked out from under the sheet, dropping a pair of black satin panties. She didn't need to see Squall's face. She could tell he was blushing enough to glow in the dark.
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It was the next morining and everyone was sitting at a large table, chatting away with this and that. Laguna was sitting next to Squall and the two were talking about the festival. "...then there's the pie eating contest, and I've decided to add something else to the fiestival this year." Laguna said as he took a large bite of his pancakes. Smiling, he looked around and saw an extra plate set, but no one there. "Hey. Who's plate is that?"
"Um..." Squall sighed, having planned this out this morning. "It's hers."
Looking around, he didn't see anyone different, but did notice someone missing. "Oh. It's Rinoa's. Ok. Where is she?" Laguna called over Kiros and said "Could you go find Rinoa, please?"
"Sure thing, Laguna." Kiros nodded and began to leave.
"No. It's not Rinoa's." Getting up, he walked over to the doors and walked out, coming back a minute later. "It's hers." A bit shyly, Fujin came into his view, but still was able to keep her calm exterior.
Instantly, Laguna shot up from his chair to say something, only earning a small crack from his back which stopped him in his tracks. "Kiros." He called in a wheezing voice.
Both Kiros and Ward ran over to him, looking him over and seemingly afraid to touch him. "What?"
"Call the nurse. I threw my back out again." His body began to fall back, only to be caught by Ward, who winced as Laguna let out a scream of pain akin to that of a little girl.
Watching as Ward carried off the president, Squall sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "That went well." He said as he sat back down.
Fujin sat down in the empty seat on the side opposite of Laguna's seat and looked down at her food sadly. "APOLIGY." Picking up her fork, she began to stabd and poke at her bacon and eggs. She stopped, mostly from surprise as she felt Squall's hand lay on hers and squeeze it gently, almost lovingly.
"It's okay. It's not your fault." Looking around at an odd feeling, he saw everyone giving him very odd looks. "What?"
"You're...being sensitive..." Walking over to him, Zell gripped him by the hair playfully and looked him in the eyes. "Who are you and what have you done with the real Squall?!"
Before Squall could get the chance, Fujin stood and kicked Zell in the shin. "ANNOYING." Sitting down, she began to eat her food, giving slight glares to everyone. "EAT!" She barked, scaring everyone back into their own bussiness.
******
Groaning lightly, Laguna looked up from the massage table he was and said "So...Rinoa went off with Seifer and you haven't seem the sINCE?" His voice raised as his lower back popped rather loudly. "Watch it, Bruno." The president said as he settled back down.
The regular nuse was off duty for the rest of the day, so the replacement back theripest had to be called. A man, well over seven feet tall with a balding head and muscles that looked as if he could crush Laguna in a second.
Squall nodded as he looked across from his seat to Fujin, who stood next to the window, looking out over the city. "Yeah. Zell and the others did the rest." He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees as he talked to his father. "She feels bad about what she did, but she won't apoligize. She was following a friend. You know what thats like. "
Laguna sighed. Yeah, he knew how it was. He had gotten himself, Kiros and Ward in to many stupid and dangerous situtions that they could have walked away from, but he couldn't. But they stayed with him through thick and thin, even offered to become his advisers when he became president. " Yeah. You're right." He waved off the large man and sat up. "Fujin?"
The woman was broken from her own little world as Laguna called her name. "YES?"
"I'm sorry about the way I acted. It was way uncool of me." Wincing as he stood, he walked over to her and extended his hand. "Forgive me?"
She looked down at his hand, then leaned over a bit to look at Squall, almost seeming to ask for permisson. Getting only a nod, she nodded herself and shook his hand.
Laguna smiled and stretched a bit. "Well. Now that thats settled, it should almost be time." He walked over to his desk and sat down while pressing a small button which slowly lowered a large, flat screen televison from the roof.
"Time for what?" Squall asked as he moved to see the t.v.
"I've decided to add something to this years festival, and if people like it, mabey it'll become a tridation. I alos opened an online poll to see how many people like the idea." He smiled and shushed him as the message began to start.
*******
Static filled the screen until the HD cables began to kick in and soon, the image of Laguna sitting at his desk was seen on the screen. "Is my hair okay?" He looks to the camera and swats away the makeup person and clasped his hands together as he set them on the desk. "Gooooooooood mooooooooning, Esthaaaaaaaaaaar! Tomorrow is the Festival of the Faries and I'm sure you're all as excited as I am. This years festival is sure to be a big hit, what with the new rides and games and all. But thats not what this message is about. By request from a large number of people, this years main festival event will be the Esthar Fairy Tournement. I know a large number of people have already heard this from people who had somehow managed to get thier hands on the info before hand, and I hope to see alot of spirited fighters. The grand prize for the winner of the tournement is a whooping three point five million gil!" Leaning back he spun in his chair a bit before going back to the camera.
"It'll be a standard tournement with all the basic rules. Weapons are allowed, but magic is prohibited. Don't want anyone in the crowd hurt. And above all else, there is to be NO killing! If anyone at all is to kill an opponent, they will be arrested on the spot. " Smiling, he gave a slight salute and leaned back in his chair. "Enjoy the festival." His smile stayed for a bit before he sighed and let his arms dangle over the chair. "Man. I got such a bad itch." Reaching behind him, he wiggled his hand into unseen places and sighed. "I tell you, it's hell if you can't get to it right away."
A small whisper come from off screen, causing Laguna to look at the camera. "We're still rolling!? Aw F-" And there, the transmistion ended.
Squall looked to Fujin, Fujin looked to Squall, then the two looked to Laguna. "What? It was a bad itch!"
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And end. XD whoo. Finally. People, I am real sorry about the slow updates, but I've been busy, what with summer and Hitomichu's and mines story and....@_@ It's just been hectic.
Tonberry: Lazy....
*glares* And now it's time for "Word from the Ton."
Tonberry: *smiles and waves as alot of people cheer* Never leave things in fridge.
o.o;; inspiring. *coughyousuckcough*
Tonberry: *smiles and hold up a cup that says reviews*
Cahpter 9- Revealing
"SHOULD TELL HIM." Fujin said as she socked her pillow again out of iritation. Esthar pillows were nowhere nears as soft as Gardens.
"I will. Soon." Squall said as he shifted in his own bed. True, they were together, but sharing the same bed in the same room is beyond the reltaionship as of yet.
"HOW SOON?"
"When his back gives out again." He said as he truned his back to her and curled himself into a ball of comfort.
"SHOULDN'T BE LONG." She said as she gave a light smirk and tossed her legs over the bed, begining to remove her boots.
Rolling over, he looked at her and said "He's not that old." He said somewhat dryly.
Simply shrugging him off, she began to undo her blue coat. After tossing it on a near by chair, she gave Squall a slight glare before continuing.
Squall was somewhat confused. "What?"
"TURN AROUND." She said, pointing to the wall.
"Why?" He asked while sitting up.
"GETTING UNDRESSED." She reached over and tossed a pillow at him, beaning him in the face skillfully.
"Oh. You're one of those people who sleep in their underware." He nodded, understanding compleatly and turned back around, retaking his comfort ball.
A small smirk spread across her face as she crawled into bed and arched her back. "NEGITAVE." Her arm snaked out from under the sheet, dropping a pair of black satin panties. She didn't need to see Squall's face. She could tell he was blushing enough to glow in the dark.
*******
It was the next morining and everyone was sitting at a large table, chatting away with this and that. Laguna was sitting next to Squall and the two were talking about the festival. "...then there's the pie eating contest, and I've decided to add something else to the fiestival this year." Laguna said as he took a large bite of his pancakes. Smiling, he looked around and saw an extra plate set, but no one there. "Hey. Who's plate is that?"
"Um..." Squall sighed, having planned this out this morning. "It's hers."
Looking around, he didn't see anyone different, but did notice someone missing. "Oh. It's Rinoa's. Ok. Where is she?" Laguna called over Kiros and said "Could you go find Rinoa, please?"
"Sure thing, Laguna." Kiros nodded and began to leave.
"No. It's not Rinoa's." Getting up, he walked over to the doors and walked out, coming back a minute later. "It's hers." A bit shyly, Fujin came into his view, but still was able to keep her calm exterior.
Instantly, Laguna shot up from his chair to say something, only earning a small crack from his back which stopped him in his tracks. "Kiros." He called in a wheezing voice.
Both Kiros and Ward ran over to him, looking him over and seemingly afraid to touch him. "What?"
"Call the nurse. I threw my back out again." His body began to fall back, only to be caught by Ward, who winced as Laguna let out a scream of pain akin to that of a little girl.
Watching as Ward carried off the president, Squall sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "That went well." He said as he sat back down.
Fujin sat down in the empty seat on the side opposite of Laguna's seat and looked down at her food sadly. "APOLIGY." Picking up her fork, she began to stabd and poke at her bacon and eggs. She stopped, mostly from surprise as she felt Squall's hand lay on hers and squeeze it gently, almost lovingly.
"It's okay. It's not your fault." Looking around at an odd feeling, he saw everyone giving him very odd looks. "What?"
"You're...being sensitive..." Walking over to him, Zell gripped him by the hair playfully and looked him in the eyes. "Who are you and what have you done with the real Squall?!"
Before Squall could get the chance, Fujin stood and kicked Zell in the shin. "ANNOYING." Sitting down, she began to eat her food, giving slight glares to everyone. "EAT!" She barked, scaring everyone back into their own bussiness.
******
Groaning lightly, Laguna looked up from the massage table he was and said "So...Rinoa went off with Seifer and you haven't seem the sINCE?" His voice raised as his lower back popped rather loudly. "Watch it, Bruno." The president said as he settled back down.
The regular nuse was off duty for the rest of the day, so the replacement back theripest had to be called. A man, well over seven feet tall with a balding head and muscles that looked as if he could crush Laguna in a second.
Squall nodded as he looked across from his seat to Fujin, who stood next to the window, looking out over the city. "Yeah. Zell and the others did the rest." He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees as he talked to his father. "She feels bad about what she did, but she won't apoligize. She was following a friend. You know what thats like. "
Laguna sighed. Yeah, he knew how it was. He had gotten himself, Kiros and Ward in to many stupid and dangerous situtions that they could have walked away from, but he couldn't. But they stayed with him through thick and thin, even offered to become his advisers when he became president. " Yeah. You're right." He waved off the large man and sat up. "Fujin?"
The woman was broken from her own little world as Laguna called her name. "YES?"
"I'm sorry about the way I acted. It was way uncool of me." Wincing as he stood, he walked over to her and extended his hand. "Forgive me?"
She looked down at his hand, then leaned over a bit to look at Squall, almost seeming to ask for permisson. Getting only a nod, she nodded herself and shook his hand.
Laguna smiled and stretched a bit. "Well. Now that thats settled, it should almost be time." He walked over to his desk and sat down while pressing a small button which slowly lowered a large, flat screen televison from the roof.
"Time for what?" Squall asked as he moved to see the t.v.
"I've decided to add something to this years festival, and if people like it, mabey it'll become a tridation. I alos opened an online poll to see how many people like the idea." He smiled and shushed him as the message began to start.
*******
Static filled the screen until the HD cables began to kick in and soon, the image of Laguna sitting at his desk was seen on the screen. "Is my hair okay?" He looks to the camera and swats away the makeup person and clasped his hands together as he set them on the desk. "Gooooooooood mooooooooning, Esthaaaaaaaaaaar! Tomorrow is the Festival of the Faries and I'm sure you're all as excited as I am. This years festival is sure to be a big hit, what with the new rides and games and all. But thats not what this message is about. By request from a large number of people, this years main festival event will be the Esthar Fairy Tournement. I know a large number of people have already heard this from people who had somehow managed to get thier hands on the info before hand, and I hope to see alot of spirited fighters. The grand prize for the winner of the tournement is a whooping three point five million gil!" Leaning back he spun in his chair a bit before going back to the camera.
"It'll be a standard tournement with all the basic rules. Weapons are allowed, but magic is prohibited. Don't want anyone in the crowd hurt. And above all else, there is to be NO killing! If anyone at all is to kill an opponent, they will be arrested on the spot. " Smiling, he gave a slight salute and leaned back in his chair. "Enjoy the festival." His smile stayed for a bit before he sighed and let his arms dangle over the chair. "Man. I got such a bad itch." Reaching behind him, he wiggled his hand into unseen places and sighed. "I tell you, it's hell if you can't get to it right away."
A small whisper come from off screen, causing Laguna to look at the camera. "We're still rolling!? Aw F-" And there, the transmistion ended.
Squall looked to Fujin, Fujin looked to Squall, then the two looked to Laguna. "What? It was a bad itch!"
********
And end. XD whoo. Finally. People, I am real sorry about the slow updates, but I've been busy, what with summer and Hitomichu's and mines story and....@_@ It's just been hectic.
Tonberry: Lazy....
*glares* And now it's time for "Word from the Ton."
Tonberry: *smiles and waves as alot of people cheer* Never leave things in fridge.
o.o;; inspiring. *coughyousuckcough*