As Certain As Death
Have you ever felt so close with someone, that you'd risk your life trying to save them?
Squall Leonhart, that's his name, and this is his story.
"Hey... Squall, call out the moon, I wanna see it" The girl with jet-black hair that's lying beside him said so in a whisper of a whisper.
Both on top of a hill, looking at the endless night sky.
The whisper, breaking the pristine silence, drowned the young man's already heavy heart.
Turning, the young man replied. "You know why we're here, right?"
Sitting up. "Squall, I'm sorry. I just cant let you... I don't want to lose you."
Her face, always adorned with her usual smile, a smile that only he can seem to manage to bring up, is now crying.
And with each tear that rolled, the more painful the reality of the situation bore into his heart.
And the more he realized that he's glad to be with her now, that he's the one sitting beside her at this very moment of her life.
"And I don't want to lose you as well, Rinoa." His tone of voice resolute, the only thing that Rinoa could do was cry.
"Look up, there's the moon..." Only the lonely girl's sobbing can be heard, as if everything around them knew they shouldn't make a sound.
Wrapping his right arm around her shoulder. "I love you, Rinoa."