I know a lot of you wanted something bad to happen to Skippy but er, well my characters dont have much of a problem with him.
Chapter 17, read and review. Enjoy!
Chapter 17 - Interrogations in Esthar
"I want to go." Rinoa had said forcefully to Laguna.
"I'm not sure if it is the best thing for you to show up." Laguna had replied worriedly.
"Please Mr Loire, I want to hear it, I need to hear it for myself." She continued to plead. "I have my own questions to ask him. Besides, with everything going on in Deling, it's safer if I am with you."
"She has a point Dad." Ellone had said from across the kitchen, stirring the teabags inside the tea pot.
"I don't know." Laguna sighed looking into Rinoa's big doe eyes.
Squall looked from Rinoa to Laguna, he wondered whether he should make a point or just remain silent.
"Let her go, she deserves to hear it from the horse's mouth." He finally spoke hoping to persuade his father.
Laguna considered it, he was outnumbered after all. Aside from that, he had thought that all of them would be safer if he took them to Esthar. But how will people react to Rinoa?
"I'll be there to protect her." Squall has said almost reading the older man's mind.
"Ok." Laguna finally gave in, causing Rinoa to sigh out of relief and run upstairs to get her bags.
They were now on their way to Esthar via the Ragnarok airship. It was a large red dragon like rocket ship that soared the air, at a Mach of 9.6 it travelled 7,000mph.
Rinoa sat in the cockpit next to Squall who was helping Laguna control the ship. It was Estharian built, made specially for President Laguna to get to Balamb and back.
She rested against her chair feeling the smooth cool leather beneath her body adding a sensational massage from the vibration of the ship.
Squall had turned his head to check up on her and she smiled at him letting him know she was ok. Really, she kept thinking back to her problems; the Skippy issue and the issue with Deling City.
The former issue she was hoping would be sorted out quickly and she'd be given the all clear. The latter, she didn't even know how to react to it let alone think about a solution. It was all just too much for her, as if she was thrown into the deep end, and no matter how hard she tried; she kept being thrown into problem after problem.
Squall came and sat next to her quietly looking out into the night sky. The clouds had cleared and small dots could be seen within the black sky. Not many stars were out, and even if they had been it would have been hard to see with the pollution and lights of the Esthar.
"I'm here…" Squall tried to say to her.
"I know." She nodded understanding what he was trying to say.
They were quiet again, not knowing what to say to one another. Squall didn't want to keep talking about the problems in case it plunged her into further distress.
"Squall," she called out to him, "do the people of Esthar know who you are?" She asked curious.
"Yeah." He said in short.
"So how comes when those photos of you and me came out, no one said anything?" She asked suddenly. It was something that was bothering her for a while. The whole reason she moved to Balamb was because people in Deling knew who she was, had anything happened to her, they'd be sure to point out who she was. She was surprised no one did the same with Squall.
"Esthar isn't like other countries. We're a lot more reserved and private about our affairs. You'd have to be after 13 years of isolation." He explained.
"But surely there are other Estharians that live in Balamb, Galbadia, Trabia, surely they would have said something." She suggested still not satisfied.
"No." He said shaking his head. "Estharian people don't like gossip, even if they don't live in Esthar, it's just customary that they don't reveal anything personal about anyone."
"Why?" She asked still confused.
"Because we don't like meddling in people's affairs. Besides, the people of Esthar love Laguna, he saved them from oppression, destitution and injustice. They'd hardly do anything to upset him. We're not like a country; we're more like a family." He said looking down at the steel tiled floor.
She nodded quietly, she wished Galbadia were more like Esthar in that manner.
"While I was growing up, I'd always hear stories about my Dad being a saviour, a ray of light in their darkest hour. He was elected president when I was four, of course I didn't understand what that meant, I only realised everyone treated me with love, mercy and care." He looked at her with sorrowful eyes, "It was because they loved Laguna, they loved anyone that had anything to do with Laguna. They made him president, closed the doors to Esthar and lived like an extended family."
"Then how'd you get to Balamb?" She asked enquiring further into his past.
"A year after Laguna became president he wanted to return to Winhill, I think he always wanted Ellone and I to grow in the suburbs even though Esthar was pretty safe compared to other cities. But everyone in Winhill knew about us, they'd be sure to figure out about our involvement with Esthar." He said delving into his past.
He glanced at Laguna fiddling around with the controls.
"But Ellone really wanted to see rolling hills, sandy beaches and the open sea. Laguna can be weird and immature at times, but he's always given us what our hearts have desired. So he heard about a place called Balamb and that's when we moved." He explained taking a break. He looked over at Rinoa with a smirk, "We moved right next door to Seifer."
"Really?" She asked for confirmation smiling at the wonders of what the two were like as children.
"Yeah," he said nodding, "he was such a trouble-maker. But his mum was really nice and used to take care of us when Laguna would head to Esthar. I always remember her and my Mum coming together to pick us up from school, eating dinner at her house some nights, Seifer and her coming over other nights, playing and fighting with Zell and Seifer – with Quistis and Ellone acting as mediators."
"Seems like such a busy and hectic lifestyle for him, wouldn't it have been simpler for you to just remain in Esthar?" She asked.
"Yeah, it would have for Laguna, but he was willing to go the extra mile to make us happy. I think he was always trying to find a way to make up for not always being there. My Mum didn't always get to see him." He explained looking over at his father. "I know I don't always say the right things to him, or act like I'm embarrassed of him, but deep down, I have a lot of respect for him."
Rinoa smiled at Squall placing her hand on top of his, she hoped they'd have more moments like this once the problems were sorted.
"It was easy for us living like that, everyone in Balamb knew of Laguna Loire the traveller's guide writer for Timber Maniacs. Of course, there were those from Esthar that knew who we were, but they kept quiet." He clued her in.
"Like who?" She asked getting more curious as Squall divulged deeper into his life.
Squall let out a chuckle looking at his lap. "Why do you think Professor Odine is so lax about me handing in work on time?"
Rinoa's eyes widened with surprise. "Professor Odine's Estharian?" She asked for confirmation.
"Yeah." He confirmed still smiling.
"Does everyone is Esthar talk like that?" She asked ignorantly. It wasn't her fault, having a country shut it's doors for 13 years didn't exactly leave her with meeting that many Estharians.
"What?" Squall asked confused. "No, Professor Odine is from the east of Esthar, I'm from the central so we don't have an accent like he does." He explained.
She nodded laughing to herself. She felt happy Squall was sharing all this information with her, it showed her just how much trust he had in her to involve her in his life.
She leaned her head into his shoulders and closed her eyes making every minute last.
Skippy sat in a square room with white painted walls. In front of him was a long rectangle steel table with three seats to each side. Four guards stood to each corner of the room watching him sitting in silence with his hands clasped together in front of him.
He was wearing a light blue t-shirt and matching cotton pants. It was the only set of clothes given to him when they caught him at the Great Salt Lake trying to find a way in. It had appeared he was given a fake visa which he wasn't too happy about.
Got played like board game. He thought miserably to himself. Exactly what did he think? That the woman he placed his trust in, would have all that power to find him a way into a city that's intelligence system could track him all the way from the moment he left Shumi, to where he was now? She had lied to him and he grimaced at his naivety of actually believing her.
The door opened and three people walked into the room. He didn't need to look up to know who they were; he was expecting them to show the minute he was caught.
It was when they sat opposite him did he look up at her, her frowned worried eyes searching his face for answers.
Laguna took out an audio recoding device and pressed down on the record button.
"Interview with Mr Jared Sutherland otherwise known as 'Skippy', interviewer: President Laguna Loire of Esthar, witnesses: Miss Rinoa Caraway Heartilly and Mr Squall Leonhart." He spoke clearly and then looked up to Skippy with a moderate smile.
"Mr Jared Sutherland, I'm President Loire." Laguna introduced himself putting his hand forward for the man to shake.
Skippy hesitatingly shook it feeling his guilt increase the more he looked over at Rinoa.
"I have some questions; I'd appreciate it if you could answer them." Laguna continued taking out his red file from his side bag and placing it in front of him.
"You don't have to ask me anything; I put the Cannabis in her bag." Skippy confessed nodding over to Rinoa's direction.
"May I know why?" Laguna asked looking at the man closely.
"Ultimecia paid me to do it. She promised me money and a visa to Esthar in exchange for a couple of errands I had to run involving er, Miss Caraway." Skippy explained briefly.
"And what did these errands involve?"
"The first was to get a couple of pictures of her in bad situations, but the Miss here is as clean as whistle. So I was told to improvise and see if I could find anything remotely suggestive." He further explained.
"Suggestive?"
"Yeah, as in promiscuous." He said and averted his eyes away from Squall's death glare. "But it didn't cause much of a stir in Deling, so before the papers went to print, I was sent over to Shumi on hearing Balamb High School was visiting."
"How did you get the information?" Laguna asked curious.
"Sculpty, he's an old friend of mine, he fell ill and gave me a call and mentioned it, so I showed up and covered. No one knew I was back; don't think they'd welcome me with open arms." He said with his head down in shame.
"What else does Mecia have planned?" Laguna asked moving on to the topic of the Centri woman.
"She wants power, she wants to dominate Galbadia and connect ties with Centra. She has plans to make the next Esthar."
"How?" Laguna asked with worry. He had no clue that the crazy woman had such big dreams.
"That I don't know." Skippy said. Laguna looked like he was going to argue, "Seriously, I'd tell you if I knew, but even that she kept away from me."
"We have reports that she's planning more attacks in Deling, do you have any information on that?" Laguna tried seeing if any other information could be drawn out from the man.
"The GDL have planned two attacks in Deling City, and another two in Timber and Dollet." Skippy replied. "The next attack will be next week Tuesday."
"Where?" Laguna asked eagerly.
"Deling City, the South East Bank and Timber, where the hotel is." For another hour they kept talking getting information out of Skippy, some useful, others not so much.
"Well, we thank you for your cooperation, it will certainly lighten your situation." Laguna told the man who only solemnly nodded.
"I do regret what I did. I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused." He replied back. "What you said really made me think," he said looking at Squall, "you young ones can change our mistakes."
Rinoa looked at the man in front of her and realised he was just some lost soul looking to complete an aspiration he could never accomplish. He was just a tool that Mecia used and abused. It was sad the way people were targeted, were told lies and empty promises and then discarded after their use. Skippy was a clear example of that, he had done his part and was paying for the consequences.
She couldn't help think, as mean as it was, it was quite ironic how his situation had turned out. He wanted a way in to Esthar, he sure got it.
Once the interviewed ended Laguna led the two out of the door and they made their way to the Presidential Palace.
Once outside, she took in Esthar for all its beauty. Nightfall had long passed and day break could be seen in the horizon. Tall glass and metal buildings stood high above the ground. Little greenery could be seen, and the ones that could, were small birch trees. The streets she walked on had very little dirt, spacious and clean as she walked along the white marble slabs onto a steel blue walkway.
"Rinoa." Squall called out to the girl who turned to see him sitting on a round levitating seat. Laguna gestured for her to sit and she obeyed. She strapped a belt around her waist copying Squall's instructions.
Once the older man had taken his seat he pressed a green button on the centre of the seat and soon Rinoa felt herself lift another inch or so. A vibration could be felt and the sound of mechanics moving underneath her as the seat followed the rail tracks and zoomed into a dimly lit tunnel.
She felt the air rush past her face as the circular seat sped down the long tube, dipping at one point following the downhill angle of the tracks. She couldn't see much except the yellow stud lights flashing by as she whizzed past. She felt the movement slow down and then gently ease her out of the tunnel, as she was again met with dawn light once they reached the end of the tunnel.
Once the seat had stopped, she unbuckled herself and stepped off. She smiled at Squall who smirked at her; he knew she wanted to do that again.
Laguna led them into another tall building. It was a large white stone building with many glass windows and metal spirals encircling around the top part. The double doors automatically opened and Rinoa stepped into a red carpeted foyer with black chairs scattered around. A woman sat at the reception desk and greeted Laguna as he walked in.
They took the elevator to the top floor and stepped out onto another red carpeted floor with glass ceiling and walls. From what she could tell it was a hallway.
"Shall I show Rinoa to her room?" Laguna asked Squall who shook his head.
"Ok, well rest up, it's only just gone past 10pm in Galbadia, so you guys can sleep here and we'll head back during Estharian lunch time. That way you'll be back in time for school." Laguna teased before walking off to the right and disappearing behind two silver double doors.
Squall took Rinoa by the hand and led her down the opposite hallway walking up to another set of double doors and past another corridor. Once he reached a second set of doors, he took out a silver card and swiped it across a black device attached to the wall.
Rinoa entered into another large corridor and stopped next to Squall.
He took out a silver key and handed it to her. "You're in room 3, that one." He pointed her to a silver door with blue rims. "Any time you want to enter that room you need to use this card key, don't lose it or leave it in your room, otherwise you won't be able to get back in." He said to her and took out his own card.
"Which room are you in?" She asked mischievously.
He smiled at her and looked away blushing. "That one." He said nodding to the door opposite hers. "See you in a couple of hours." He said and walked up to his door, swiped his card and disappeared behind the sliding doors.
Rinoa huffed and followed Squall, swiping her card and expecting his door to open up. A sound was made as her card was declined entry. She tried again and the door opened only for her to be faced with Squall looking at her expectantly.
"Your card won't work." He said to her holding up his own.
"I'm not tired." She said as if it were the answer to a question he was indirectly asking.
He sighed and looked at her pleading eyes. "Come on then." He said and moved aside to let her in.
She squealed jumping up in joy and bounced her way into his room.
She stopped as she looked around his room in amazement. It didn't look like a room, more like a studio apartment. In front of her were three medium sized black leather sofas in a U shape around a glass oval coffee table. At the end of the sofas against the wall was a 40 inch flat screen TV and other consoles and systems. To one end of the room was another round glass breakfast table in front of a wide half book shelf. Plants also decorated the white and silver coloured room. Above the TV were three large glass windows allowing the now bright sunlight to seep in. To the other end of the room was a kitchenette with grey granite worktop and brown oak cupboards, complete with a stainless steel sink basin and cooker.
Rinoa walked further into the room and looked around. She noticed near the end of the room were spiral stairs leading somewhere up.
"What's up there?" She asked curious.
"Bathroom and bedroom." He said putting his key card down on the glass table and removing his leather jacket.
"Can I see your room?" She asked taking small steps towards the spiral stairs.
Squall sighed again and smirked nodding for her to go on ahead. He followed her bouncing body up the stairs and into a small passageway pointing her to the door on the left. She opened the door and walked in.
It was designed exactly how his room was back in Balamb. The walls were maroon red, the bed and furniture were of the same make and he even had the same bed covers and posters.
She looked at him in surprise expecting his room to be a bit more futuristic as the rest of Esthar was.
"To remind me of Balamb when I'm here." He said in answer to her facial expression.
He walked over to his bed and sat down bending and removing his shoes and socks. He took off his over shirt, leaving his white vest on, and putting the discarded clothes neatly to one side. Laying on his bed, he looked up to Rinoa standing around trying to find something different about his room to the one in Balamb.
He closed his eyes feeling slightly drowsy; he hadn't slept properly all week and he desired a couple of hours of shut eye.
He felt the bed dip slightly on the left side, only to open his eyes to find Rinoa crawling onto his king size bed and lying down next to him, wrapping her arm around his waist.
"You should go to your room." He said to her softly.
"Can't I stay here with you?" She asked and he could hear the sadness in her voice.
"You really shouldn't." He answered back sighing.
With problems on the rise, he didn't want Esthar to find another reason to hate Rinoa, there was already too much ammunition towards her, they didn't need to cause any more.
"I don't want to be alone, Squall." She tried to argue.
He turned to his side and faced her looking into her big brown orbs and reading her plea. He closed his eyes briefly sighing again. He wanted her next to him, but he also didn't want their emotions to get the better of them.
"Only for a bit." He finally said.
She snuggled up closer to him, tightening her grip as if he were to disappear any moment. She felt him stiffen and looked at him with concern.
"What's wrong?" She asked looking into his half closed eye lids.
"You're a bit close." He honestly replied.
She smiled at him playfully and moved closer to him leaving absolutely no space between them. "You don't like this, Squall?" She asked looking up to his face only centimetres away.
"Just not used it." He whispered back.
She moved her head down and rested it against his chest. "I always held my mum like this."
"…I'm not your mum." He couldn't help but comment.
She moved back and teasingly flicked his nose which he chose to ignore. "Meanie." She giggled and loosed her grip on him.
Taking the arm she had placed over him he placed it on her side of the bed. He positioned himself in a comfortable arrangement placing his palm underneath his cheek and closing his eyes ready to fall asleep.
Rinoa waited for Squall to open his eyes again. She watched his nose flare up as his took in air from his nose and then released it slowly. He didn't open his eyes again so she huffed and lay on her back looking up at his cream coloured ceiling.
Holding onto the chain around her neck she pressed her lips together thinking about her situation. She was charged with drug possession, residing in a foreign country, couldn't go back to her own country for fear of backlash and to top it all off, she had a science field trip in Centra the following week. How many problems could a teenager face?
Squall peeked a look at Rinoa. She was laying on her back in deep contemplation. He wondered which of her problems she was thinking about.
He felt sorry for her, more so because he himself couldn't do anything. Even the problem with Skippy was only solved with the help of Laguna. Squall felt restless, he was just a teenager, a kid who stood by and watched the girl he loved fall into problem after problem.
Rinoa turned her back to Squall putting her own hand under her cheek and closing her eyes. She couldn't do anything about the problem in Deling City. She was just a kid.
"Squall. Squall… Squall, wake up." Came Laguna's voice of authority.
The brunette opened his eyes and looked to the foot of his bed to find Laguna with his arms placed on his hips staring down at him disapprovingly.
Squall looked to the figure lying next to him and figured she was the reason for Laguna's look of disappointment. Although both were fully clothed, it was Rinoa's leg draped over Squall's and their arms hugging each other that was scoring them Laguna's displeasure.
"Wake Rinoa up and get dressed." The older man commanded and walked out of the room.
Squall woke Rinoa vigorously and told her to put on her shoes and socks.
Once dressed they both went down to meet with Laguna. He didn't say anything to them, only commanded them to follow him.
Taking them back to the cockpit they boarded the Ragnarok and prepared for flight. Rinoa looked out now seeing Esthar in daylight. It was even more vibrant than when she landed. The sun gleamed down onto the glass and metal buildings illuminating the look of it all. People were now bustling about their business, heading to work, heading to school and going about their daily routine. It was a lot calmer than Galbadia, although the technology and population seemed three times greater.
Laguna put the controller to autopilot and turned to face the two teens. His back leaning against the control panel he folded his arms across his chest.
"You both need to be careful." He started.
Rinoa looked at the man in confusion. Squall on the other hand knew what he was going on about.
"We didn't do anything, we were just sleeping." He replied.
Rinoa looked at both of them and caught on. She immediately blushed as the image of Laguna walking in on both of them sleeping came to her mind. She hadn't meant to be so clingy, but after she heard Squall's soft snores she couldn't help wrap her arms around him again. She didn't expect for him to pull her in and snuggle up to her. She should have mentioned she was clingy, she wondered what other body parts had made their way over to Squall's side of the bed.
"I know. But if anyone caught you both-"
"How? No one can get into my quarters." Squall tried arguing.
"I meant, if someone saw her coming out of your room." Laguna corrected his son. "Neither of you realise that although Esthar is a lot calmer than Galbadia, they still don't want anything to do with Galbadia. That includes theCaraways." He said looking over to Rinoa.
"I'm sorry Mr Loire, it won't happen again." She said apologetic.
"Esthar will have to get used to it." Squall snapped.
"Squall-" Laguna tried speaking but was cut-off again.
"If they want me take over after you, if they want me to run their country then they'll have to accept who I choose to be in a relationship with." He said heatedly.
"I understand your point." Laguna said holding out his hands. "But you need to deal with the situation using wisdom. Don't start giving them a bad impression of Rinoa, or your relationship with her. You both need to be patient; there were people in Esthar who didn't like seeing you with her."
"So what? I'm not suppose to live my life to make them happy?" He asked rhetorically.
"No one is saying that. I'm saying be smart. Show people you're both serious about each other. With pictures of Rinoa with a different guy circulating and the current drug charges, no one in Esthar will be happy with your relationship."
"I don't care." Squall replied, though Rinoa could hear in his voice he did.
"Squall." Laguna said softly walking up to him. "Let us clear her name, then you can be open about your relationship. But for now, my advice to you both is to keep it a very low profile." He said looking over to Rinoa.
She nodded understanding where the older man was coming from. It did make sense after all. How could she expect Esthar to open their arms out wide to her when her own country was being deluded by the lies spread about her? She had to clear her name, of both the drug possession and the promiscuity.
"He's right, Squall." She said walking up to him and placing her hand on his shoulder squeezing it.
"Phone call." The guard said opening up Skippy's cell door and ushering him out. The man got up from his bed and walked out of his cell following the guard to the phone booths.
He picked up the black headset and placed it to his ear. "Hello." He spoke unknowing to who'd be calling him.
"Having a nice time in Esthar?" Ultimecia cackled through the phone.
"What do you want?" He replied harshly sickened by hearing her voice.
"I just wanted to thank you in person. I assume the President has seen you." She toyed with him.
"Yes, and I told him all about your little plans." He challenged her.
"Skippy, Skippy, Skippy." She muttered conceitedly. "You really think after they kaught you I'd karry on with the same plans?"
He frowned at her question.
"Remember Skippy, you are not my only toy, you are not the only rogue Shumi I can get to handle my affairs." She said playfully.
"What are you going to do?" He demanded raising his voice and receiving a questioning look from the guard across the room.
"Oh, you'll see." She laughed mockingly.
"I swear Mecia, you do anything to those kids-"
"You'll what? Send me a postkard from prison?" She laughed mercilessly.
Skippy's chin quivered from agitation. He didn't know what she was planning, but from past experiences he knew it'd be something big.
"Enjoy your holiday." She said sarcastically and hung up.
Skippy held the phone to his ear a bit longer unable to move. He couldn't do anything, nothing to help prevent whatever it was she was planning. God help those kids. He thought to himself, it was the only thing he could do.
Laguna sat in his office sifting through the masses of paper work faxed to him from his secretary. There was a lot to be done for the Peace Treaty and things were getting underway since the riots in Deling City had taken place. Caraway and Laguna hadn't rescheduled a date for the next council meeting that would decide the date of Esthar's open day. It was definitely something Laguna had to hasten to.
The phone beside him went off and he reached over the piled up papers clutching the cordless in his hand and put his ear to it.
"Laguna Loire." He spoke to the caller.
"President Loire I have a call coming in from EC Prison." His secretary informed him.
"Could you take a message please, Delila." He asked her kindly.
"I tried but the person said its detrimental he speak to you himself."
"Ok, put them through." He sighed and leaned back onto his leather recliner.
A beep was heard and then a ring as the connections were made. "Hello." Skippy's voice spoke through the other end.
"Mr Sutherland?" Laguna asked surprised.
"President Loire, I'm sorry to bother you, but see, I got a phone call from Mecia. She knows what I told you and she's changed her plans." He said hurriedly into the receiver.
"I expected that." Laguna said tiredly.
"President, you don't understand. Those kids are in danger. She's planning something else, she knows other people." He said eagerly.
"Like who?" Laguna asked not being intimidated by this Ultimecia character, she was hardly a challenge when he saw her during the Press Conference.
"I don't know, but trust me, from my experiences working with her, she will know some tough nuts." He warned. "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry; those kids are safe. Besides, she can't bring any harm to them if she can't find them can she?" He said cleverly.
"Be careful Mr President, she knows dangerous people." Even though Laguna wasn't intimidated by Ultimecia, something in Skippy's voice made him anxious and apprehensive. Exactly what could Ultimecia have planned?
Putting the phone down on Skippy he called General Caraway to seek the man's advice. They couldn't take any chances when it came to Rinoa, she was already in enough trouble.
Ellone was sitting on her bed talking to Rinoa and Squall, the former sitting opposite the brown haired girl and the latter swaying to and fro on the computer swivel chair.
"So basically, he finds out who she really is and he's all like 'Oh my Gwad!" and runs out of her house to go home and check if its true. And the whole time she doesn't know who he is and keeps in contact with the other alias…" Ellone was saying.
Laguna walked into the room and stopped abruptly looking around for Squall spotting him on the chair.
"When is your trip to Centra Ruins?" He asked the brunette.
"Next week." Squall answered looking at his father with concern. He could tell the man was agitated.
"Until then, I want you both to be escorted to school and back. No loitering in the streets, in the Mall or at friends' house." Laguna said walking around the room.
"Why?" Squall asked frowning.
"I got a call from Skippy, Mecia's changed her plans." He mumbled looking out of the window.
"To what?" Rinoa asked getting off the bed and standing with her arms crossed over.
"We don't know." Laguna shook his head looking over at her. "All we know is, we need to catch that crazy woman fast."
Rinoa bit her bottom lip, she was scared. She couldn't believe she was a target for this woman's way to power.
"How can hurting me get her power, I don't understand." She forced down her the lump in her throat.
"It's crazy, but these threats alone can get her arrested, now with Skippy as a witness the drug allegation will also be put on her." Laguna said walking over to her. "Hey, don't worry, we'll sort this mess out." He smiled at her sympathetically.
She nodded a modest smile on her lips. But it wasn't enough, she couldn't understand the reason behind Ultimecia's plot. How could the woman possibly think by hurting Rinoa, it would get her power. Unless she's intending to use me as ransom?
Next chapter will take a fast forward for a week by the way. I'm not completely sure but i'm thinking this story will only be a couple more chapters and then i'm done.
But thats whether or not i get the chapters written... yeah stuff is kinda going in my life right now so i dont know if i will get this story finished.
*runs away very very fast from reviewers with pitchforks*