Hi everybody! ^_^ Chapter 11 here for you and ready to go! Now, I need to
say something about the ending segment of my this fic , Word from the Ton.
Being that I'm 17 and stupid, I'm running out of things to type up for my
little pal to say. So, from here on out ,or until I get bored with it, I
want you to send your emails to me, asking questions to Tonberry. ^_^ He'll
answer them to the best of his abilites.
Tonberry: *beams*
Anywho, here's the story. Enjoy and wish me a happy birthday. OR ELSE! ^_^
Chapter 11- And so it begins.
The night passed for everyone rather quickly, having turned in early so as to be well rested for the starts of the tounements first round. Alot of people had signed up, so the rules had to be tweaked a bit. Four divisions of ten would battle over the first few days. The top two from each division would proceed to the second round, where four fights over two days would take place. The final two would battle on the last day of the tounement.
No one really seemed anxious about the fighting. They knew that the prize was really nothing to scoff at, but it wasn't all that important. Squall, Quistis, Zell, Selphie and Irvine were already well past that amount in their own savings. Fujin, however, was totally broke.
Squall sighed as he lazed on his bed, watching Fujin stretch and shadow punch for preperations. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were worried." He said as he sat up.
A scoffing sound came from her as she stopped, walking over to her bed and picking up a bottle of water. After a few seconds of guzzling, she sighed and looked back at him. "NONSENSE."
Simply nodding, he stood and walked over to her. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he soon wrapped his arms around her stomach and held her close. "Good luck. Are matches are an hour after each others, so I'll come and watch you."
This made her somewhat tense up. She didn't want to admit it, but having him watch her would make her a bit distracted. She would be to worried she would lose and think less of her. "...OK." Was all she said, leaning back a bit into him.
The two enjoyed each others warmth for a bit before Squall pulled back while she turned around. She hadn't bothered taking off her patch, which never really bothered him. It actally kept that aura of mystery around her. Brushing a few strands of hair out of her face, he slowly leaned down and kissed her.
A bit caught off guard by the kiss, the young albino stood wide eyed for a bit before melting into the commanders lips. It seemed so long since they had kissed, especially with such silent passion. Slowly, her arms went around him and the two stayed that way for what seemed like forever, which is the way both of them liked it.
To Squall's surprise, Fujin began to back up while pulling him along with her. Her lips left his as she sat down, looking a bit timid again. "Fujin, what's wrong?"
Fujin looked at him as he sat down, but then looked at the floor. "WANT."
Squall, more then a little confused, moved a bit closer and put his hand over hers. "What do you want, Fujin?"
Almost seeming to blush, she squeezed his hand and looked back at him. "YOU."
He didn't know why, but Squall's heart nearly leaped from his chest at what she ment and began to blush himself. "I...uh..." Sighing, he stood and walked over to the door.
Fujin's spine nearly broke from the guilt that ran through her. She stood and reached out to him, about to say something. But her sentence was cut short by the sound of a door locking. "I...don't want someone walking in." He said as he turned, his blush easily being able to seen.
The two of them stood in silence, the floor being the only thing they could seem to look at during this akward moment. Finally, Squall stepped forward and looked down at her, being only slightly taller then her. He hesitated a bit before reaching out and stroaking a few strands of hair out of her face, Fujin closing her eye and sighing in content. "nice..." She mumbled as felt his fingers brush against her skin.
Time felt frozen, Squall and Fujin simply standing there and enjoying the heat both felt from the person in front of them. Wrapping his arms around the young albino, he held her close and sighed contently. In all his collective memory, Squall could only remember one time he held Rinoa so closely and so tenderly. //Forget her. She's gone, and for her own sake, she better not find herself in my line of vision.//
A knock at the door shattered the peaceful science, causing the both of them to sigh and unison. "YES?" Fujin asked as she let her arms snake around the waist of the man before her.
"Guys, c'mon. First match is starting. Gotta check out the our opponents for later. " Irvines voice called from outside the hall.
Squall sighed. He didn't want to leave right now. Everything was nice again, quiet and peaceful and warm. "We'll be out soon. Just gotta get our shoes on." He said, leaning down and kissing Fujin while sighing contently.
*****
The crowd was huge. Men, women, children, all were hustling about in search of seats and little trinkets to blow money on. Squall and the rest stood in the hall way to the main arena, waiting for the opening ceramonys to begin. "Man, this is gonna be kick ass!" Zell said as he hiked his foot onto the wall, stretching.
"Sir Laguna gave me a layout of the arena. They've got virutal projectors and stuff to simulate mountins and medows and just about anythin else. He really went all out for this." Selphie said , adjusting her shirt.
Irvine didn't seem to pleased. He had entered, but the guards had confiscated his bullets at the gate, giving him nothing but rubber bullets now to shoot with. "Not like I'm gonna kill no one..." He mumbled. The bullets weren't ment to cause any type of damage, simply to slow down an opponent to get in close enough for close combat.
"Simmer down, cowboy. Long as you remember your training, you'll be fine." The young instructor Trepe said while looking over her own weapon.
Fujin and Squall remained silent through he entire excahnge, Squall simply leaning against the wall while Fujin polished and looked over her recently enhanced weapon. The blue shakram from before had been replaced by a somewhat smaller but equally, if not more deadly, black shakram. Each blade around the deadly circle was carefully serated, and added a few new tricks to the albino's attacks.
A loud fan fair came from outside the doors, which slowly began to open. Everyone gathered their weapons and anythin else they knew they were allowed to use during the fights and walked out. The arena had been under construction for months, only one or two miles outside the city and practicly nested in the mountins. The celing looked either retracked or transparent for the time, the eerie red skys slightly clouded while people cheered and yelled.
Every seat looked filled, and even a few people could be seen looking down from the roof, some way or another finding a way to the top of the building. //Lots of people....// Fujin thought to herself. Without her knowing, she scooted closer the Squall, who took her hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly. This calmed her a bit, but being seen by almost every in Esthar still made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.
The arena itself was large, about half the Gardens Training Center. For those that would have a hard time seeing, large screens were placed on all sides of the sections. A line of floating cameras stood wait on the side, being checked and rechecked for the fights. All the people that had signed up flooded into the center of the fighting area and stood, being admired by the spectators. They came in all shapes and sizes, alot of the fighters looking like nothing but average people. But a few stood out in the crowd like sore thumbs. One especially.
He easily towered iver everyone else there, lookinh almost ten feet tall. He looked somewhere in his middle twentys with long flowing blond hair that almost hurt to look at. It was pulled into a long pony tail more then likely to keep out of his chocolet borwn eyes. A single black jump suit was all he wore, the left arms sleeve draping over his hand, blocking it from sight. The sheer size of him made alot of people trmeble, but seeing them do so, he looked to them and gave a gentle smile. //This guys gonna be a push over. He's so big, there's no way he'll be able to keep up with anyone.// Zell thought, cracking his knuckles and smirking.
The fan fair stopped, only to be replaced by the Esthar presidental music. With several body guards, and his friends Kiros and Ward by his side, Laguna made his way to the arena floor. Everyone stood in respect, which made the ex soldier blush a bit and smile. Ward handed him a microphone as he hopped onto the fighting floor and stood to the side as he began to talk. "Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages! Welcome to the first anual Festival of the Faries Tournement. The people you see before have all entered to show of their impressive fighting skills, and for a shot at the grand prize, 3.5 MILLION gil!" He turned and smiled, bowing a bit to them. "Do your best, people, and good luck to you all." Turning to the crowd, Laguna shouted. "Let the tournement begin!"
*****
Thats it for chapter 11! ^_^ Soon enough for ya? Fun to write, hopefully even funner to read. I'll be working on the next chapter for my Tonberry fic very soon, so keep an eye out. There will be no word from the Ton this time. Read up top to see what I have planned. PEACE!
Tonberry: *beams*
Anywho, here's the story. Enjoy and wish me a happy birthday. OR ELSE! ^_^
Chapter 11- And so it begins.
The night passed for everyone rather quickly, having turned in early so as to be well rested for the starts of the tounements first round. Alot of people had signed up, so the rules had to be tweaked a bit. Four divisions of ten would battle over the first few days. The top two from each division would proceed to the second round, where four fights over two days would take place. The final two would battle on the last day of the tounement.
No one really seemed anxious about the fighting. They knew that the prize was really nothing to scoff at, but it wasn't all that important. Squall, Quistis, Zell, Selphie and Irvine were already well past that amount in their own savings. Fujin, however, was totally broke.
Squall sighed as he lazed on his bed, watching Fujin stretch and shadow punch for preperations. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were worried." He said as he sat up.
A scoffing sound came from her as she stopped, walking over to her bed and picking up a bottle of water. After a few seconds of guzzling, she sighed and looked back at him. "NONSENSE."
Simply nodding, he stood and walked over to her. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he soon wrapped his arms around her stomach and held her close. "Good luck. Are matches are an hour after each others, so I'll come and watch you."
This made her somewhat tense up. She didn't want to admit it, but having him watch her would make her a bit distracted. She would be to worried she would lose and think less of her. "...OK." Was all she said, leaning back a bit into him.
The two enjoyed each others warmth for a bit before Squall pulled back while she turned around. She hadn't bothered taking off her patch, which never really bothered him. It actally kept that aura of mystery around her. Brushing a few strands of hair out of her face, he slowly leaned down and kissed her.
A bit caught off guard by the kiss, the young albino stood wide eyed for a bit before melting into the commanders lips. It seemed so long since they had kissed, especially with such silent passion. Slowly, her arms went around him and the two stayed that way for what seemed like forever, which is the way both of them liked it.
To Squall's surprise, Fujin began to back up while pulling him along with her. Her lips left his as she sat down, looking a bit timid again. "Fujin, what's wrong?"
Fujin looked at him as he sat down, but then looked at the floor. "WANT."
Squall, more then a little confused, moved a bit closer and put his hand over hers. "What do you want, Fujin?"
Almost seeming to blush, she squeezed his hand and looked back at him. "YOU."
He didn't know why, but Squall's heart nearly leaped from his chest at what she ment and began to blush himself. "I...uh..." Sighing, he stood and walked over to the door.
Fujin's spine nearly broke from the guilt that ran through her. She stood and reached out to him, about to say something. But her sentence was cut short by the sound of a door locking. "I...don't want someone walking in." He said as he turned, his blush easily being able to seen.
The two of them stood in silence, the floor being the only thing they could seem to look at during this akward moment. Finally, Squall stepped forward and looked down at her, being only slightly taller then her. He hesitated a bit before reaching out and stroaking a few strands of hair out of her face, Fujin closing her eye and sighing in content. "nice..." She mumbled as felt his fingers brush against her skin.
Time felt frozen, Squall and Fujin simply standing there and enjoying the heat both felt from the person in front of them. Wrapping his arms around the young albino, he held her close and sighed contently. In all his collective memory, Squall could only remember one time he held Rinoa so closely and so tenderly. //Forget her. She's gone, and for her own sake, she better not find herself in my line of vision.//
A knock at the door shattered the peaceful science, causing the both of them to sigh and unison. "YES?" Fujin asked as she let her arms snake around the waist of the man before her.
"Guys, c'mon. First match is starting. Gotta check out the our opponents for later. " Irvines voice called from outside the hall.
Squall sighed. He didn't want to leave right now. Everything was nice again, quiet and peaceful and warm. "We'll be out soon. Just gotta get our shoes on." He said, leaning down and kissing Fujin while sighing contently.
*****
The crowd was huge. Men, women, children, all were hustling about in search of seats and little trinkets to blow money on. Squall and the rest stood in the hall way to the main arena, waiting for the opening ceramonys to begin. "Man, this is gonna be kick ass!" Zell said as he hiked his foot onto the wall, stretching.
"Sir Laguna gave me a layout of the arena. They've got virutal projectors and stuff to simulate mountins and medows and just about anythin else. He really went all out for this." Selphie said , adjusting her shirt.
Irvine didn't seem to pleased. He had entered, but the guards had confiscated his bullets at the gate, giving him nothing but rubber bullets now to shoot with. "Not like I'm gonna kill no one..." He mumbled. The bullets weren't ment to cause any type of damage, simply to slow down an opponent to get in close enough for close combat.
"Simmer down, cowboy. Long as you remember your training, you'll be fine." The young instructor Trepe said while looking over her own weapon.
Fujin and Squall remained silent through he entire excahnge, Squall simply leaning against the wall while Fujin polished and looked over her recently enhanced weapon. The blue shakram from before had been replaced by a somewhat smaller but equally, if not more deadly, black shakram. Each blade around the deadly circle was carefully serated, and added a few new tricks to the albino's attacks.
A loud fan fair came from outside the doors, which slowly began to open. Everyone gathered their weapons and anythin else they knew they were allowed to use during the fights and walked out. The arena had been under construction for months, only one or two miles outside the city and practicly nested in the mountins. The celing looked either retracked or transparent for the time, the eerie red skys slightly clouded while people cheered and yelled.
Every seat looked filled, and even a few people could be seen looking down from the roof, some way or another finding a way to the top of the building. //Lots of people....// Fujin thought to herself. Without her knowing, she scooted closer the Squall, who took her hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly. This calmed her a bit, but being seen by almost every in Esthar still made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.
The arena itself was large, about half the Gardens Training Center. For those that would have a hard time seeing, large screens were placed on all sides of the sections. A line of floating cameras stood wait on the side, being checked and rechecked for the fights. All the people that had signed up flooded into the center of the fighting area and stood, being admired by the spectators. They came in all shapes and sizes, alot of the fighters looking like nothing but average people. But a few stood out in the crowd like sore thumbs. One especially.
He easily towered iver everyone else there, lookinh almost ten feet tall. He looked somewhere in his middle twentys with long flowing blond hair that almost hurt to look at. It was pulled into a long pony tail more then likely to keep out of his chocolet borwn eyes. A single black jump suit was all he wore, the left arms sleeve draping over his hand, blocking it from sight. The sheer size of him made alot of people trmeble, but seeing them do so, he looked to them and gave a gentle smile. //This guys gonna be a push over. He's so big, there's no way he'll be able to keep up with anyone.// Zell thought, cracking his knuckles and smirking.
The fan fair stopped, only to be replaced by the Esthar presidental music. With several body guards, and his friends Kiros and Ward by his side, Laguna made his way to the arena floor. Everyone stood in respect, which made the ex soldier blush a bit and smile. Ward handed him a microphone as he hopped onto the fighting floor and stood to the side as he began to talk. "Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages! Welcome to the first anual Festival of the Faries Tournement. The people you see before have all entered to show of their impressive fighting skills, and for a shot at the grand prize, 3.5 MILLION gil!" He turned and smiled, bowing a bit to them. "Do your best, people, and good luck to you all." Turning to the crowd, Laguna shouted. "Let the tournement begin!"
*****
Thats it for chapter 11! ^_^ Soon enough for ya? Fun to write, hopefully even funner to read. I'll be working on the next chapter for my Tonberry fic very soon, so keep an eye out. There will be no word from the Ton this time. Read up top to see what I have planned. PEACE!