Hey people's! Hope you liked the first installment! I know it's kinda boring at first but trust me it'll get better soon. This is just like the getting to know everyone part.Just knowing that at least two peoplereviewedI'll continueanyway. I'm trying to add more into the mix so...yea.

Disclaimer: Yadaddaa I don't own any part of FF8 sigh but this story does belong to me and any extra characters I may throw in.

.:Chapter Two:.
.:Those who Can't, Shan't:.

Squall lunged at the unexpected Aven.

"AHHH!"

He stopped short right in front of Aven's face and instead picked up Aven's camera. ZAMM! Breaking Balamb rules 38 and 87, Squall used a Firaga to make the camera explode in his hands. Aven quickly opened his mouth to protest but shut it as quickly as he opened it because he thought of another way ofangering Squall.

Aven started laughing again and wiped away a tear of joy.

"It's not my fault you fail to notice where you make a scene,"

Squall glared in anger to this comment.

"YOU'RE the one who's videotaping me, ass!"

Squall walked over to Aven, picked him up by the collar of his white T-Shirt and threw him down onto the table. Aven slid a good distance across the table and by chance landed under Zell's ready to puke face.

Squall, prepared now, got his gunblade and aimed for Aven's head. Aven dodged it and the Lionheart crashed the glass table, sputtering glass everywhere. Rinoa started to slowly back away from the table as she saw Zell leaning over Aven.

"Squall, STOP! You're going to hurt someone!"
Rinoa cried in protest to his actions.

"That's the point!"
Squall shot back.

In turn to this almost-fatal blow, Ave satup from the crashed table as Squall lunged for him yet again. Aven used his "special powers" to throw Squall's gunblade to the side as Squall landed on top of him. It was now an all out fist-fight right under Zell's nose.

Zell's face started to twist as he stood up over the two and opened his mouth over their heads. Both Aven and Squall looked up to see Zell about to puke all over them. Being very swift, Aven rolled from underneath Squall and made him double over from a swift kick to the groin from Aven. Squall cursed him as Zell tossed his cookies all over Squall's shiny brownish-black hair. The disgusting, toxic, vile venom that came from Zell's mouth now seemed to engulf Squall's face. Rinoa turned her head in disgust and pity for her beloved.

Zell gave out a "Sorry" but it sounded more like a "Horry!". Squall who had had enough of today, turned on his butt, jumped off the table very slowly, walked over to Zell and punched him in the face. Rinoa couldn't help but give a snort of laughter as she saw the expression on Zell's face. Poor Zell, she thought.

"Rinoa," Squall wiped a chunk of hott dog off of his face, "Let's go out later. When I have this mess off of me..." He shook his head, walked over to Zell who was just recovering from the first punch, punched him again in the stomach. Squall looked back at Rinoa,

"How bout eight then? It's a date,"

He walked swiftly out of the cafeteria without saying another word.

"Is it in their possession?"
A dark voice asked from theturned chair.

"I'm not sure yet...the girl's father has yet to know. If she doesn't respond to her FULL powers soon, that could prove helpful to us and to Ultimicea..."
A man in a pinstriped suit with a bowler suit bowed in respect to the greatsuitor of power before him.

The man in the swivel chair turned around.
"Interesting, but tell me, Niska, how has Aven been doing?"

The man with the bowler hat jumped up in surprise, for he was not expecting the Aveneist to be brought up.
"Well, as you know our spies in the Garden haven't really proven useful, so..."

"THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE!" The hooded figure in the chair stood up and seemingly floated over to Niska. He held him by the throat, choking the shortelf-like creature. "If the status of the main variable in our project is unknown, then what exactly do you THINK will become of the experiment, Niska?"

"gag...I'm...sorry sir...I'll go check up on him today! ...Please..I'm choking...!"

The engei let his grip go and floated back to his desk. He put his head down and waved the annoyance from his sight. As if he had to worry about lowly spies.

Niskascurried off and closed thegreat mahoghany door. The whole palace was quite grand really. Walls lined with gold settings, door knobs studded with expensive jewels, the place was practically a palace!

The hooded figure sighed to himself. Such impudence should not be tolerated. How merciful I am these days...sigh He continued on with his tiring work.

Somethings were never meant to fly. Too bad for Balamb Garden, the Ragnarok with an angry Selphie and a frustrated Irvine were.

"GEEZ! Selphie! Watch it! YOU'RE GONNA KILL SOMEONE!"
Irvine desperately screamed in order to slow down the murderous intent of Selphie.

Selphie made an angry growl at Irvine as she pressed every button that was ever placed on the Ragnarok. The loud music started roaring in Irvine's ear as Selphie smirked.

"TURN IT OFF!"
Irvine screamed. Selphie just smiled as she pointed to ears in motion to say that she couldn't hear. It got to the point where Irvine picked her up and started to throw her into one of the other chairs as he turned off the music and took control of steering.

"Well, if you hadn't of gotten us lost on THEE night when we're supposed to be planning for the Garden Festival!" Selphie screamed in protest.

Irvine's heart sank. It was his fault that they were lost but,
"YA know, if YOU hadn't been reading the map upside down, MAYBE I could have steered directly to our destination!"

Selphie harrumphed in return. She got up and sulked down the corner where she went onto the elevator. While going down, she made a very rude sign with her hand that threw Irvine off guard.

"Damn woman," He said under his breath to himself.

What REALLY happened was Irvine was first driving the Ragnorak and Selphie of course had the radio on. Loud. Really loud. So loud that in fact Irvine couldn't understand anything that she was saying. He only thought he could understand. So eventually Selphie got angry. Very angry. She blamed it on him that they were late so naturally, it was his fault. He protested that she was reading the map upside down when it was really both of their faults.

Anyway, the Garden Festival was coming up in a few days so of course Selphie was heading it. Question was though, who was she taking? Irvine had hoped it was him, but because of this fight, probably not. His head drooped as he drove the Ragnarok home.

.:Home is where the Heart is:.

Well there you have it! Wait did I say that last time? De Ja Vu! Ok well I need reviews! I can't do anything with out them : (

Haha not really. It'd be nice to be critiqued though, (No flamers, please)
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