Unnerving was one word for these kind of situations. Uncomfortable would possibly come to mind, too. Many words could describe these situations, but not fully cover them. Situations like being in an inn, with your best-friend's boyfriend (whom you still have feelings for), wearing her ring, not to mention the man had bloody amnesia to boot.

Quistis stared at the window; the rain had stopped a little while ago, but the windows were still covered with droplets. The sky was still grey, and almost gave off a sense of impending doom. She frowned and turned back to Squall who was still flipping through reports.

The blonde peered over at him, he had gone through most of them by now. Still, he had a blank look on his face. Maybe it was hopeless, she was temped to just start getting out cue cards and going through them.

Shuffling of papers brought her attention back to him. Squall sighed as he placed the papers in a neat pile on the night stand, and turned to her. He looked so lost. She gave him a small smile, "Nothing?"

He shook his head. "Nothing."

She let out a small sigh, her hair was started to become dry again. "20 questions then."

Squall looked up confused. "Ask me 20 questions, and then we'll go from there." It would have been the game 20 questions, if she could think of 20 questions to ask him not consisting of 'Remember now?' or 'How about now?'

He stared at her oddly for a moment. "Okay." He paused a moment. "Favourite colour?"

She raised an eyebrow at him, favourite colour? Seriously? She shrugged, "Orange."

"Where did you... we? Where did we grow up?" He asked, confused. She had said they had kind of grow up together, but he hadn't quite grasped what she had meant by that.

"Near the ocean, in Cape Good Hope. There was a large field of flowers..." She trailed off, maybe mentioned the orphanage wasn't just s a great idea just yet. Field of flowers, it stung slightly when she remembered the time when Rinoa and Squall had made their promise there. Yes, Rinoa and Squall, that's why you're here. She reminded herself curtly, you're trying to get Squall to remember Rinoa.

"We grew up with Selphie, Zell and Irvine." She looked at him again, he was still wearing a blank look. "Matron and Cid took care of us."

"...The headmaster?" Squall asked, confused.

She nodded. Maybe she was getting somewhere. "We stayed together until we were all about 8, and then everyone started to get moved around. It was pure luck we all managed to meet again."

Squall nodded, leaning back. "Yeah. So when we met again, you were my teacher?" The blonde nodded. "Was I a good student?"

She smiled. "Perfect, but I'm pretty positive you found my classes boring. It seemed like you knew everything I was teaching; I think you tuned me out for most of the year, though." He let out a small chuckle at this statement.

Hearing him laugh was rather unexpected, not that it wasn't unpleasant or anything. "What?" Squall asked quietly, she suddenly released she had been staring.

"Nothing, it's just that you usually don't laugh that's all." She smiled at him, "It's a nice change."

He sat up from his sitting position, "I'm glad you think so." The brunette said quietly.

She looked the other way, if she had told herself once, she had told herself a thousand times. Feelings would not, should not and could not get in the way of this. She took a deep breath before facing him again, "What else do you want to know?"

"Everything." Squall said quietly, running his fingers through his hair. "Do I have any siblings?"

She shook her head, "No."

"Any relatives?" She wasn't sure if Ellone counted for anything, so she shook her head.

Squall sighed once again looking through the Deling report. "So you're saying I risked my life for this girl, even when I hardly knew her?" You danced with her when you didn't even know her name, her mind shot back bitterly.

She nodded slowly. "Have I pulled any other stunts like that?" Squall asked with a smile.

"No, but you and Seifer had your occasional scuffles. I remember at least once a month I'd have to go down to the infirmary to get either you or him." She smiled fondly at the memory, shaking her head wistfully.

"Seifer?" Squall asked, curiously.

"Oh. I forgot to tell you about him, didn't I?" He nodded. "Well, he went lived with us when we were little; he was also in your class. I'm not even sure what you two got into fights about, all I know is that it was the same excuse each and every time: we were just practising, or something along those lines; and I remember thinking every time, you were practising and he was probably out to kill you." The blonde smiled, "You were a confusing student, I must admit."

"Is that what I was like? I was confusing?" Squall asked, confused.

"No, no. You were very quiet, you usually only spoke when you needed to for a while there. Then you met Rinoa, and it was like she opened up a whole new side of you. You talked a lot more and you were more open with your feelings."

"You make is sound like it was a life altering change." He said quietly.

"It was." The blonde replied softly, giving him a small smile. Her watch beeped but she ignored it. "I'm glad she got through to you, I like the more talkative Squall compared to other one."

"Was the other one mean?" Squall asked, stretching his long legs.

"No, just blunt or foreword I suppose. You basically said what you wanted to and didn't give a second thought about it. You were a good person though," She paused a moment, "You still are."

Squall paused a moment. "Do you think I'll ever remember anything? Honestly?" He asked quietly.

She smiled at him reassuringly. "I know you will." You have to, she added inwardly.

"Thanks." Squall said quietly.

The blonde nodded in response, grabbing her hairclip before struggling to pin her hair up and fumble around with the hairclip at the same time. Squall watched for a moment, getting up and moving beside her.

He removed the hair clip from her hair carefully; she flinched. Squall stared awkwardly for a moment. "Are you alright?" He asked, she nodded slowly. "Sit still for a moment." He told her quietly, she did she was told but not before squirming for a moment. Squall raised an eyebrow at her movement but said nothing as he pinned her hair up for her. "There."

She immediately moved over from him. Squall suddenly felt uncomfortable, why as she so nervous around him? "What's wrong?" He managed to get out stupidly.

"Nothing." She curtly, "I'm fine." The blonde smiled at him as if to punctuate the point.

He gave her the I don't believe you look. "Then why do you keep on moving when ever I get anywhere near you? Have I done... something to you before this? Why are you so uncomfortable around me?" She seemed fine before, so why was she so fidgety now?

"I'm sorry," She said quietly. "I just..." She trailed off awkwardly, forcing a smile. "You've never done anything to me, don't worry." Unless you count ignoring as something, that is. It probably did, but oh well.

He didn't really believe but he couldn't exactly go interrogating her either. "You can trust me," He told her quietly.

It was trusting herself that she more worried about.