Squall opened the front door, and shuddered as she strode past him and into the house. Lately, he didn't know what had gotten into him. He's invited her into his house for Hyne's sake! why? he cried out mentally Whyyyy...?

Well, actually, it was pretty obvious why.

"Nice place, Squall" he listened to her speak as they made their way into the empty kitchen. No one was home. And they wouldn't be, for at least another three or four hours. Squall was just thankful that Gray wasn't around. Squall paced over to the fridge and opened it, retrieving a couple of cans of soda. He tossed one over to her and smiled. The gesture was once again returned. She looked happy. Happy that he'd invited her in.

Could she possibly feel the same way as me...?

"Rough day huh?" she said, sitting down on the opposite side of the bench. He nodded.

"I'm sorry...about those guys in the parking lot...I've been messing with 'em for years.." he said, gulping down the cola drink.

"Don't worry..I don't think Gwen and her 'pom-pom bitches' are gonna make my life any easier..." she began. "I wish I never went near them..."

Squall let out a small laugh. He felt slightly more at ease. So...I guess I might as well ask her...I mean...I guess she's cool. Well...yeah, she's really cool.

"Let's go to my room." His face blushed a little. "Sure!" she giggled, following him down the hall into his room.

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Rinoa swallowed as he opened the door. Mentally praying to Hyne that she was going into his room...for anything that might involve his bed.

Heck, she liked him, but hopefully he didn't want to take things TOO fast.

Her smile morphed into a grin as she followed him into his room. "Wow!" she blurted. It was very, 'Squall-like'. Posters covered the walls entirely. Grunge posters. And the floor was just covered in mess. Unwashed clothing. Cd's. Magazines. Everything. It was crazy. There was a small clearing that made a kind of pathway, so he could get around his room.

"What a mess!" she laughed. She placed her un-finished can down on one of his drawers. And noticed some sketches. Drawings of girls.

"Did you draw those?" she asked, He nodded, "Yeah...but er...don't get the wrong idea or anything.." he blushed.

"Squall these are seriously good!" she said, she shuffled through the drawings. One looked familiar. A stunning girl, with beautiful eyes and waist long hair, that covered her naked body. Rinoa peered closer, examining the writing at the bottom of the page. Which read: 'Quistis Trepe - by Squall Leonhart'

Her heart sank. I knew it. I knew those two were together. she wanted to scream.

She watched as he walked over to his stereo and switched on some loud blaring music. Simular to the type she'd heard in his car ealier. Then he did something she would never have imagined in a million years. He walked over. For the first time today, he looked confident as he took her hands into his and led her over to his bed. Was what she didn't want to happen about to happen? She was too caught up in the moment to really give a damn. He's gorgeous...she thought as she felt him take her into his arms as they lay down together on the bed.

Nothing else happened.

He just held her there. Like it was such a natural thing to do. She closed her eyes and relaxed against his body. That same feeling flooded her again. Perfect. The same feeling she'd felt with him in the park the other day. She opened her eyes, to see the drawing of Quistis resting on his drawer. And the thought struck her of what she was doing..

Quistis...Quistis is my friend. This is wrong..

She pulled herself quickly out from his arms and jumped up from the bed. "I can't do this Squall! It's wrong okay?" she shouted. "Look, I have to go..." she mumbled, making her way out of his room, she could hear him follow. Don't make this any harder for me than it has to be, Squall...She thought. Just don't.

"Rin, I don't udnerstand, why is it wrong?" he spat. Frustrated.

"Because...I'm not like that okay? I don't just do those kinds to my FRIENDS!" she raged. He stood in the doorway, watching her dumbfounded as she walked away.

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Selphie squeezed Irvines cheeks with both her hands and laughed so hard, Irvine thought her head was going to fall off.

"C'mon Selph-" he whined, "Let's keep walking...OUCH...Pull-ease!" the cowboy begged. "Fine! Fine!" she giggled, releasing him from her painstaking grip. Irvine sighed in relief. And the two continued towards Rinoa's house.

"Were almost there anyways.." Selphie beamed, taking Irvine's hand in hers. He smiled, "My face hurts.." he moaned. "Awww" Selphie cooed, giving him a kiss.

"Better now?" she winked. "Selphie...My lil darling...You're gonna have to do than more than that to ease my pain..." he smirked.

Eww.

They arrived infront of Rinoa's Mansion-like home. "Yay! this is it!" Selphie cheered. Irvine nodded. "Okay, so go and knock already" he said.

She plonked down on the driveway, wrapping her arms around her knees and pulling them against her chest.

"I'm embarrased Irvy...what if her parents answer the door...? They'll probably think I'm weird...look at me! I'm..." she pouted.

"Hunn...I'll...I'll friggin' go and knock on the door if yah want..." Irvine sighed. She did this every single time. Damn her insecurites..

"Would you really?" she grinned, jumping up onto her feet and pulling him into a tight embrace. "Yeah...'course...anything for you 'darlin.." he smiled behind gritted teeth.

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Irvine walked across the driveway, outlined lavishly with white and red rose bushes. Rich Rinoa...darn...she's such a cutie...I could have scored big time with her.

He stood before the front door, taking his hat off from his head. To be polite of course. He turned back and smirked at Selphie once more. Awating him at the end of the driveway. She waved. And he turned his attention back to the front door. This time he cleared his throat before ringing the fancy door bell.

Her parents are going to think I'm such a fetching young man. Maybe I'll get asked to stay for dinner? He smiled to his thoughts, as the door was opened quickly.

A rather large...sized water jug appeared, and the next thing Irvine knew, it's contents were thrown over him. The cowboy stood stunned, soaked in water, as a fierce looking man appeared through the doorway.

"Who the hell are you? AND WHAT ARE YOU SELLING?" the man bellowed. Irvine ran. "Selphie! Run! WRONG HOUSE!" Irvine screamed. He grabbed Selphie's hand and the two took off tearing down the street. Trying to escape the wrath of General Caraway.

By this stage, the clearly INSANE, man had grabbed the garden hose and was spraying it full force in there direction.

Selphie joined in on the screamed, as she joined Irvine in his saturated state. They turned the corner and finally escaped the Caraway Mansion.

Irvine and Selphie stopped, still holding hands. Selphie couldn't help but laugh when she saw the serious look on Irvine's face. He grabbed her cheeks with a huge amount of force, and squeezed. Revenge.

"Next time, you're knocking!" he snarled.

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Rinoa finally arrived on her street.

For a while, she'd fought to restrain tears. But now, anger and guilt were starting to settle inside her. I wish I didn't have to leave him like that...But...Quisty is my friend, I couldn't do that to her..why would Squall want to cheat on her in the first place? she's so much better than me..

He walked up the oddly slippery driveway, Caraway never watered the garden...Weird. Maybe he hired a gardener..

She glanced at her wrist watch before opening the front door, where she saw her father standing with a vase filled with water. WEIRD.

"Why the heck are you so late?" he asked, she ignored this. "Dad, what...um...exactly are you doing...?" she asked, her head tilting to the side.

Caraway sighed, "One of those annoying bible salesmen came to the door again...so I let him have it. I was in a bad mood."

"Hrm...okay...figures..." she she said, heading upstairs to her room. Remembering Squall. And everything that had happened. And exactly how bad she felt about everything.

"Wait a minute young lady! I'm not done with you!" Caraway called after her.

She turned to face him quickly, a few stray tears running down her pale cheeks.

"Leave me alone dad."

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A/N's: Hey to any readers, I want to thank you for all the reviews so far, I hope It's going okay! It's not really my kind of style, but I wanted to try something different for a change. Thanks again for the reviews, I love them all and I think they're wonderful! thank you so much! I will leave credits at the end of the fiction and thank people personally for putting in time. Thanks again. And I hope you're enjoying so far! I'll update soon! - Bloodcrie