P.K.: Well, it's that time again, kiddies! After last chapter's cliffhanger ending, what will happen to our very sexy heroes?
Kazu: you?
P.K.: How could I what?
Kazu: Hurt Irvy!!!
P.K.: OO …Irvy…? Oh, don't tell me…You like Irvine!
Kazu: What? O////O Of course not! Are you crazy?! I don't roll that way! He's just…cool, is all.
P.K.: Cool enough to make a sand sculpture of him in your litterbox?
Kazu: I was bored?
P.K.: Riiiight…Anyway, dear reader, keep in mind that I STILL don't own Final Fantasy, or any of the characters from it (Damn.). And I'm most definitely not making any money with these fics, although there is a lot of emotional gain.
Kazu: Yeah, emotional gain. All night long.
P.K.: You vulgar, hairy rat! punts Kazu…again
"Dr. K! We've got an emergency!"
Zell, still carrying the now unconscious Irvine, dashed into Dr. Kadowaki's office. "Irvine's been-Woah!"
The office was packed with injured students and worried friends. Zell looked around frantically for the doctor, but she was nowhere to be seen. He shoved his way through a crowd of junior girls who were chattering anxiously. They were gathered around Doctor Kadowaki, and another junior girl who was lying on a bed before her.
"Doctor!" Called Zell. She turned and looked at him.
"Zell, I'm busy! A bunch of junior classmen got attacked by Grats!"
"But, Irvine…"
"Irvine's strong, I'm sure he'll be fine." She said briskly, without sparing him a glance. "I have more dire matters to take care of."
Zell stepped back, shocked. He opened his mouth to object, but just then someone came bursting through the crowd, yelling about a poisoned child. Zell turned and ran back into the hallway, setting Irvine down against the wall.
"Cast…Cura!" A green light sparkled around the wound, but there was barely any effect.
"Crap!" Yelled Zell in frustration, punching the ground. "I've got to help him…"
Suddenly, an idea occured to him. Whenever he was sick or injured, who was the one person he could depend on to make him feel better? His mother!
"Don't worry, Irvine," He muttered, "She always knows what to do!"
He scooped up his partner once more and headed for the garage.