A/N: Here I am! Hope you all don't hate me for killing off Squall. I've got a plan for it, don't kill me. Hehe. Thanks to jellybean-kitty, sasukeuchiha10, Wolfdog Girl, RoyMustangsBabe, Jayliyah85, Psycho Demon Creature, and Angel's Fallen Knight for reviewing. I love you guys! Check out my freewebs, it has information about all of my stories and some of the things that are going to happen next. I update it every time I update one of my stories. It also has pictures of me, like if you want to put a picture of me when I write. Hehe. No school tomorrow so I'll get a lot of time to do this!

Note: I didn't mean for the underlining! I'm sorry!

Here goes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VIII or any of the characters. I do however own all of the others, (sort of), Sara, and sasukeuchiha10 and I own the plot.

SavannahX

Eyes of You

Chapter 9

One year had passed since Squall's death. Rinoa had been miserable. Squall was gone and she didn't see any other reason to live. Except for her little boy, Matt. She loved him so much, if Matt died she wouldn't know what to do.

Selphie was always trying to be cheerful for Rinoa. It worked sometimes too. But most of the time, Rinoa just pushed her away. Selphie didn't know the truth about Squall, so she often told Rinoa that she needed to get over him. Everyone did.

It seemed like everybody had forgotten about Squall. Everybody except for her friends that is. They all remembered him. A memory flashed back in Rinoa's mind.

Flash

"Rinoa?"

"Hmmm?" she said, smiling at him.

"Would I ever just become a memory? Have everyone talk about me in past tense?"

She looked at him. This wasn't the Squall she knew. The Squall that she knew would never talk about his feeling so openly. "I don't know..."

"Will you all talk about me in past tense? Squall was this or that. Using past tense, saying whatever they want?"

"Squall, is this bothering you?"

"...Whatever. It's nothing. Forget I said it."

End Flash

He had never been so open with her before. She liked it this way, when Squall had talked openly to her, when he didn't keep his thoughts all bottled up in his mind. But Rinoa didn't want to think of him that way. So she didn't.

There was a knock on her door and she got up to go answer it. It was Seifer.

"Hey Rin," he said, smiling at her. "Ready for our date?" She had completely forgotten and just laid Matt down to go to sleep.

"Oh, Seifer!" she said. "I completely forgot! I'm so sorry! I've been preoccupied."

"That's fine, I'll wait. Meet me when you're ready to go at my dorm."

She nodded and he left.

Seifer. He was funny and sweet and all, but truthfully, she didn't want to date him. They had dated once, and it didn't work out. And then he turned into a dick and sacrificed her to Adel. But then he came back, and kissed her. She thought of him more of as a friend than a potential boyfriend, but it wasn't like she had a choice.

She'd only went out with him to end his constant asking and to get everyone to quit telling her to get over him. By going out with Seifer, everyone figured Rinoa was finally over Squall. But the truth was, she never would be. She'd always had this strange feeling that he was out there, alive somewhere.

-

"Jake, come on!" a girl's voice said to a guy. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him throughout Deling City. "Come on!"

"Halie," the guy, Jake said, pushing his brown locks out of his face. "Where are we going?"

"Just come on!"

He was pulled along by her, having no clue where the excited girl was going to take him. They reached the place. It was the Presidential Palace.

Halie grinned. "Wanna sneak in?"

Jake just looked at her, a forlorn expression on his face. He didn't want to do this, but if it would make his girlfriend happy. He thought back to the day he'd met Halie. It was about a year ago, in a cafe.

Flash

He sat down at a table, his untidy locks falling overtop of his stormy blue eyes. A waitress came up and asked for his order.

He sighed. He didn't even know who he was or where he had came from. He'd just woken up near here and just went with it.

The waitress came back with his food, and with there not being any customers, sat down.

"You new around here?" she asked, a smile placed on her face. "I know all the usuals, and you're not one of them."

He was silent, not saying anything.

"Well, I'm Halie. Halie Paul" she reached out her hand for him to shake it and he did.

"Well, are you going to tell me your name?" she questioned him.

"...Whatever." He didn't tell her, because he didn't know.

"Not friendly?" she raised her eyebrows, going to get up and go, but he shook his head.

"Halie, right?" She nodded. "You don't recognize me?"

She shook her head. He sighed. "I... don't know who I am."

"What?"

"I don't know who I am."

She laughed. "You're joking, right?" When she saw his expression, not amused or anything she thought either he could really act or he was serious. "Oh..."

"...Whatever," was his response.

"Jake." she stated. "Your new name is Jake. I don't care what you say, I'm calling you Jake."

End Flash

Climbing up a truck his thoughts went back to the dream he had the night before. He had been climbing up a truck that looked a lot like this to save a raven haired girl with a man in a auburn ponytail. It seemed so familiar to him, but he didn't say anything to Halie. Halie didn't know about his dreams. He didn't know about the dreams that made him a mercenary. They were just his imagination. After all, a dream is a dream, it's not true. But how come he'd always had the same people in his dreams?

There was a raven haired girl. She was pretty, with shoulder length hair and a copper highlight. She was cheerful and had these deep chocolate brown eyes. In his dreams, he was in love with her but wouldn't admit it to himself. He wished he would find out her name.

There was a also a short brunette girl with swirling green eyes who was always hyper. He sometimes got annoyed with her, but he knew she was just joking around. And she always was. She was an exchange student from a Garden, but he couldn't remember which one or her name.

The sharpshooter was a ladies man. He was the one with the long auburn hair tied back in a ponytail and brown eyes. He flirted with all the three girls in the group and sometimes it got on his nerves. He was dressed like a cowboy, with the leather and the cowboy hat placed ever-so-neatly upon his head.

There was a short blonde guy who was obviously a martial artist. Almost every time you looked at him, he was practicing his moves, which were kind of pathetic. He almost always got on his nerves and was known as "Chicken Wuss," by a blonde guy.

The blonde guy was an arrongant jerk. He thought he was the best and he was the one, the one who had a scar equally diagonal to his own. He was tall and carried around a gunblade, a lot like Jake did.

The last one that was there a lot was a blonde female who seemed like responsible type. She wore her hair up and had glasses covering her eyes. She felt like a sister to Jake, in many ways.

Jake didn't understand these dreams. In there, he seemed like himself, yet he never was. They couldn't be real though, right? Dreams are just dreams... right?

-

"Mommy, I want to go to the park!" Rinoa smiled at her little boy and nodded, grabbing his hand and starting to walk. It took them a few minutes, but they reached the park and Matt ran off to go slide down the slide. Rinoa watched him. Everyday he was looking more and more like Squall and she hated it.

Jake and Halie were in Balamb. They decided they wanted to go to a small town for a few days, Halie was tired of the big city. So they had come to Balamb. And there Matt saw her. The girl from his dreams.

She looked pretty much the same, except for the copper highlight was gone and she looked older. Her face clearly showed that she had matured over the time since the dreams.

"What?" Halie said, elbowing him in the side. "What is it?"

"Nothing.." he muttered, looking away from the girl. It couldn't be her could it? It didn't make any sense. She was right there. Either she was identical to the girl, or it was the girl.

Rinoa felt like someone was staring at her so she turned her head to see a mad that looked exactly like Squall. Her heart skipped a beat. But he was dead. She knew he was dead. But he had everything. The scar was there and everything.

"Daddy!" Jake heard a little boy shout and run to his knee. Rinoa ran towards her son, muttering an apology to him.

"It's ok," Jake said and Rinoa's heart started pounding inside her chest. His voice... it was the same.

"He... misses his Daddy, looked a lot like you."

"This not Daddy?" the little boy questioned, confused that this man that looked like Daddy wasn't.

"No, sweetheart, it's not." The little boy looked at Jake, thinking that he looked a lot like Daddy. How could it not be Daddy?

"How? Looks like Daddy." He was being stubborn and Rinoa knew it. It was yet another trait that he shared with his father.

"Who are you? Rinoa questioned, looking at Jake intensity burning in her eyes.

"I... don't know..." he responded. Up until that day, he would have just said Jake and gotten it over with. But this was the girl, from his dreams. And he looked like someone she knew. He didn't know what to say.

"Who are you and why do you look like him?" Rinoa screamed, she hadn't meaned to have an outburst, but it just kind of came out.

"I told you, I DON'T KNOW!" he hadn't meant to yell, but it came out and tears started to run down her face.

"He... the one you look like... he died.. A year ago."

"I'm not him. My name is Jake."

End Chapter

A/N: Well, here it is, I wanted to get it up right away so here you go! Review people!

SavannahX