The Delinquent

I am not currently the owner of final fantasy eight or any of its characters etc. what I do own is Marcia and Lucas; should anyone wanna buy them off me there current retail price is a marshmallow and two grapes.

I thought I got a flame, I didn't but I thought I did, touché.

"What are you ganna do you fuck-ugly piece of shit!" Lucas yelled at Squall.

Had Lucas known Squall's reputation, he might've stopped, had he known any of the people surrounding hims reputation he might've ran all the way back to Deling. But he didn't and he was going to find out the hard way, eventually that is.

Lucas wasn't dumb, he knew that even if he did beat Squall he'd have all the rest of them to deal to, but he had to keep his pride.

"You know what." Squall sat casually as he approached Lucas.

He's started stretching his arms above his head as he walked, it really didn't help his fighting one bit but it usually made the opponent a little nervous. If Lucas was scared though, he was not showing it. His chin was high in the air and the entire atmosphere surrounding him was dedicated to being staunch.

"People like you make me sick." Squall began. "You've got a beautiful girlfriend. Fun, spunky and loyal but it seems that instead of treating her with the respect that she deserves you treat her like shit, like she's your property or something." Squall's voice had steadily lost its calm and soon he was yelling, his face about three inches away from Lucas's.

Rinoa's heart skipped a beat inside her chest, Squall just called her beautiful, not to mention the spunky part!

"Stop fucking round Squall." Seifer shouted.

Squall turned to his friends, giving them all his patented fuck-off-and-leave-me-alone glare.

"SQUALL LOOK OUT!" Selphie screamed.

Before he knew it he felt a hard blow at the back of his head and he felt as if he went deaf for a couple of seconds as he stumbled forward.

Squall turned, a fierce look plastered on his usually nonchalant face. He let out a loud snarl and ran at Lucas, tackling him to the ground.

"This is going to be good, I can tell." Irvine said excitedly.

Dragging him up by his hair Squall launched his head straight at the concrete wall that stood no less than a meter away. Feeling the pain of his own nose breaking and the trickling of blood pouring down his nose, Lucas turned and grabbed Squall by the throat and threw him towards the edge of the docks.

Squall tumbled towards the edge, his eyes widening as he saw the icy water gleaming at him. With all his might he stopped himself about ten inches from falling off. Before he knew it Lucas was on top of him, pounding his head onto the wooden decking.

With every time his head smashed into the ground, he got a little angrier, if that was possible. Soon his rage was uncontrollable and he hooked his legs around Lucas's neck. With all his might he slammed Lucas onto the ground and cracked his fist into his face several times.

"SQUALL STOP!" Rinoa screamed.

Squall looked up at Rinoa and before he knew it Lucas had thrown him off his body. Squall groaned and rolled his body over to his side. He was about to stand when he felt a hard kick go into his ribs which were still a bit tender from the morning.

Squall coughed and sheltered his ribs from the onslaught, every kick took the breath out of him and Squall knew that he couldn't take much more of this. Action needed to be taken before someone stepped in.

He gritted his teeth together and grabbed Lucas's leg, twisting it around as Lucas fell to the ground. Squall took a couple of moments to get his breath back, wondering how the hell a prep learned to fight so well.

Grabbing Lucas by the collar Squall stood him up, wiping a bit of blood away from his mouth as he did so. He looked down at the blood on his hand, frowned at it then plunged his fist into Lucas's face. Now he was really mad.

"Bring it on bitch." Lucas spat out.

Squall brought his fist up but Lucas caught it and propelled it back towards Squall. With what Squall thought was absolutely brilliant technique, not that he was going to tell Lucas that, it smashed into his own face.

Squall stumbled back a couple of steps, his head feeling dazed and a loud piercing sound ringing in his ears. Before he knew it Lucas had him by his shirt and was repeatedly sinking his fist into Squall's face.

"Fuck this!" Seifer roared as he ran up behind Lucas.

He went to punch Lucas but he ducked and Seifer ended out punching Squall.

Squall's eyes rolled back in his head and he tumbled to the ground in a bruised and bloody heap. Seifer stood still for a couple of seconds, looking down at Squall and back up at Lucas.

"You!" Seifer growled.

He gave Lucas a sharp upper cut under his chin and Lucas's body fell to the ground beside Squall's.

"Squall…" Rinoa gasped.

She ran up to his body, crouching down beside him. She shook him and one eye slowly opened. His bloodshot eyes already had a bruise coming up around one of them and his lip was cut in two places. His nose was bleeding, but not too bad and he had a gash in his forehead.

"Where is he? I'm ganna fuck him up." Squall groaned.

"You already did, it's over now." Rinoa whispered.

"No, its not." Squall said seriously before he lost consciousness again.

Later

Squall groaned and slowly opened his eyes, he could see a blinding light but that was about it, everything was very hazy.

"He's waking up!" Squall heard someone say.

'Just let me die…' Squall thought groggily.

A felt a hand slap across his face and he lifted his head up trying to see who the culprit was.

"Quisty! He's been knocked around enough!"

"Squall, how many fingers am I holding up?"

Squall squinted against the light, trying to make up the hazy lines in front of his face.

"Three and a half?" Squall said sluggishly.

"Close enough get out of the fucking way."

Now Squall knew that was Seifer, anyone in a five mile radius knew it was Seifer.

"Seifer," Squall muttered.

"Yeah."

"I'm ganna kick your fucking ass…"

After Squall fully regained consciousness, well as on to it as he was going to get anyway, he came to realise that he was at his home, surrounded by all his friends and his sister. He had a freezing icepack on his face but knew better than to take it off, it'd stop the swelling.

"Raine's ganna loose it."

Ok so she wasn't his full sister, she was adopted before Squall was born. They never asked her to call them "mum" and "dad" because they never hid the fact that they weren't. They wanted her to remember that she had real parents and not to forget them. Her name was Ellone Loire and her parents died in a war about seventeen years ago.

"Mirror." Squall barked.

"You don't wanna see it." Ellone warned.

"Mirror!" Squall repeated.

Quistis reached into her bag and pulled out a small rectangular container, inside was powder foundation and a small compact mirror.

Squall opened the compact, closing his eyes as he did so. He opened them to see only a shadow of his former self. His face was puffy and bruises had formed all around his face. He winced as he touched his face, it was still tender.

"I-I'm broken." Squall said melodramatically.

He slammed the compact down on his bed, feeling the same rage start to swell up inside him that had before.

"That fucker's ganna pay!"

"Squall…" Rinoa whispered.

Squall recognized her voice immediately and she instantly had his full attention, she always did.

He's just been in one of the more major fights of his life; he was a mangled wreck and felt as if he moved parts of his body would break off. The question was, was she worth it?

"Yes?"

"Thank you. I've never had someone fight for me before." Rinoa stated.

"Well you better get used to it." Squall said, propping himself up on his elbows, "Cause I aint done yet."

"Squall." Ellone groaned in a motherly tone.

Squall rolled his eyes, wishing for once she wouldn't mother him, that's why Quistis was around. Ellone had always been like that though, although she couldn't protect him from the hostility that teenager life brought she tried her best.

"I'll be fine Ellone; he just caught me off guard." Squall sighed.

"Well you better come up with something better than your performance tonight." Zell muttered.

Squall tried to glare, but his eye was all puffy and it really didn't make a hell of a lot of difference so the only thing that really changed was that his mouth tightened a little bit.

"I'll think of something," Squall snarled.

The next day

Squall sleepily opened his eyes, the sun glaring through a part in his black velvet curtains. He almost felt normal, until he moved. He felt a stabbing pain go through his ribs and he crunched up in a ball, trying not to cry out. He didn't need anymore attention focused on him than he already would undoubtedly have.

Raine and Laguna still hadn't seen him and he didn't know if he'd ever come home in such a state before. Sure he came home with a huge gash between his eyes before, dripping blood all over the floor, and on many occasions had the odd black eye but a full on mangled face like this was going to cause a lot of waves.

He heard a soft knock on his door and he ducked his head under the covers, trying to pretend he was still asleep. He was going to draw this out.

"Squall?" he heard Ellone say faintly as she opened the door.

Squall sighed, thanking Hyne that it wasn't him mother.

"I'm awake." Squall said, his head still hidden under his blankets.

He waited until he heard her shut the door before he popped his head back up. He noticed her bite her bottom lip and wince slightly when she saw his face. He knew that it was going to be a lot worse today than it had been the night before, the bruising hadn't even properly came out yet last night.

"That bad?" Squall enquired, hoping like crazy that she was overreacting.

She nodded, earning her a groan from Squall.

"Please tell me Mum's not home!" Squall exclaimed.

"You're lucky, she went shopping with someone but Uncles here and he is going to freak."

By Uncle she meant Laguna. (Obviously)

As if Hyne herself had waited for the opportune moment for it to happen, Laguna burst through the door, about to sing his usual musical version of "good morning good morning GOOD MORNING".

His bright smile was swiped away from his face in a matter of seconds of walking in the room. He looked as though he was about to cry, as if he was receiving all the pain that Squall had gone through yesterday at once.

"Squall…" Laguna said, his mouth hung open slightly for a couple of seconds before he continued. "What happened to you?"

"Rinoa's boyfriend was being a fucking asshole to her so I got in a fight. As it turns out I was more evenly matched than I originally thought." Squall explained.

"How bad of an asshole?" Laguna enquired, taking a particularly large amount of interest.

"He was screaming at her in the middle of the docks about how much of a useless bitch she was. Naturally I had to intervene."

That was a trait he inherited from Laguna, he couldn't stand to see people being mistreated. If it had been anyone in the same position he probably would've said something but because it was Rinoa it made things all the more intense.

Laguna suddenly grinned and nodded his head. He chuckled slightly and didn't explain himself when both Ellone and Squall started staring at him.

"What?" Ellone finally burst out.

"Squally's got a crush." Laguna laughed in a sing song voice.

"Alright you can both get out now." Squall yelled as he threw a pillow at Laguna.

Ellone stood and pushed Laguna out of the room, fighting against all his protests.

"He does!" Laguna shouted, pointing excitedly at Squall. "Look he's blushing!"

"C'mon Uncle, lets go!" Ellone laughed.

"Look Ellone look!"

Finally the door closed and Squall was left in piece. He lay facing the ceiling for awhile before he got up and opened his curtains, his bedroom window giving him a perfect view of Rinoa's stained glass window to her room. He couldn't see inside her room but even the thought of her sleeping mere meters away from him made him smile.

He liked her being near him and he didn't know why. She was a girl that he'd known for little over a month and he didn't just want her around just so that he could get into her pants, which was the norm for Squall. It was as if her measly company was enough to satisfy him.

'Well this is different.' Squall thought.

I hope that was up to standard. I tried to make a good fight scene and I wasn't THAT angry but I tried. I know you all were looking forward to Squall kicking ass and you all might be upset that he didn't get as messed up as you might have hoped but remember he's in Balamb for like TWO WEEKS!

The fight that you all just read was actually inspired by one my friend had with this random girl in town about three months ago and I went into help her (cause she was getting a hiding) and ended out smacking her. So credit goes to her.

Best be off… so what'd ya think?