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Note: FINALLY! Okay, so it hasn't been THAT long, but still, I felt the need to write some more and school is now taking all my precious time. By the way, if you'd like to be emailed when I post a new chapter, just review and give me your email! Here's Chapter 6 everyone! Enjoy and please review!

Exhaustion

Squall killed a few Grats and even battled with a T-Rexaur for a bit before exhaustion kicked in and he fled from the Training Center, too tired to finish the battle. He checked his watch. It read 2:47 in the morning. He sighed. Selphie's probably gone by now... he thought to himself. He headed to his room to take a long shower and think things over. He opened the door and without looking threw his jacket onto his bed. He heard a muffled cry. Selphie was still there.

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Selphie untangled herself from the jacket and stared up at Squall.

"Sorry Selph...didn't see you there. Thought you had gone already," he muttered.

"It's okay," she sighed. "Look Squall, I know that you don't want to talk about it..."

"But you want me to anyway? You think it will make me feel better!?" Squall interrupted hotly.

She looked up at him. "I know you don't want to talk." She paused and sighed. "So don't."

Squall looked down at her with an unreadable expression on his face. He sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry Selphie. I shouldn't have yelled like that. This isn't your fault," he replied with a sigh. "That's why I don't want you involved. Please leave. I need rest."

"I don't have to be involved Squall," she answered quietly. "I just want to know that you won't hurt yourself. That's why I'm taking this with me." She held up the ring of keys.

"My desk keys?" he asked, confused and not thinking straight.

"All your weapons, including ropes and pocketknives are in there." She stood and turned to go. She hesitated, and picked his gunblade up from by the door. "This won't fit in the desk. It comes with me."

Squall looked like he was about to argue, but Selphie felt and looked more sincere than she ever had before. He sighed, and she walked out the door.

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Squall watched Selphie leave, his keys and gunblade in tow. He sighed and closed the door after a few minutes of staring at the floor. He climbed into the shower, letting the hot water run over his skin and clean away the grime of the day. Finally, he turned the handles and walked out into the steam of the bathroom. His reflection was blurred in the mirror; tiny droplets had come to rest all over it's surface. Sighing heavily, he climbed into bed. After staring at the ceiling for a while, he fell into a weary and restless sleep.

Note: phew! Okay, so there's Chapter 6. I felt the impending need to write all week but just haven't had the time; I guess I didn't want to leave Selphie waiting all week. :) PLEASE review and tell me what you think!