Revision for Squall is over and it's time for the test.

This is the second part to Revision, both of which are AUs.

Exam

Monday

Monday morning and students were making their way into school, some loitering around hallways to talk to friends, others getting books out of their locker. One student however, was already waiting first in line outside the History class door, anxious to get in and get on with the test.

The History teacher made his way from the stairs, down to the end of the hallway and up to his classroom door.

"Morning, Squall." He greeted the lone wolf.

"Morning." Squall inaudibly replied with a bored expression.

The keys turned and door opened, the teacher made his way in followed by the hasty brunette.

Squall walked over to his usual desk and began taking his equipment out, placing his pen, pencil, eraser and ruler neatly to one side of the table and leaving his A4 notepad on the other. Easing himself down effortlessly, Squall straightened his seat and took off his jacket, letting it rest on the back of his chair.

Within two minutes the bell rang and the rest of the students made their way in noisily, disrupting and cheating Squall of his last minute revision.

The teacher made his way over to the door, ready to close it when Rinoa quickly jumped in, an apology followed as quick as her stride.

"Quickly, Miss Heartilly." The teacher advised before shutting the door.

Making her way over to her seat, Rinoa made a quick stop by Squall, planting a small peck on his cheek. The brunette smiled at her and followed her body till she made it to her seat, just diagonally across from him.

"Ok, you all know today is the end of unit test, it's twenty per cent towards your final grade. I hope you've all revised, you'll need it, this test is very hard." The teacher truthfully spoke and began handing out the question sheets. "Alright, when I say, you can turn your papers over."

Squall quickly popped the lid of his pen open and poised it in midair ready for the teacher's go ahead.

"You may start." The teacher finally said and the rustling of papers was all that could be heard for the next five seconds.

There are many examination techniques and methods to answering exams which are more or less based on ability and preferences. Squall much liked to read all the questions on the paper, circling the ones he knew for sure and putting a question mark near the ones he didn't, before he began to answer them.

Done with his reading, Squall turned to a fresh page of his notebook and started to answer his paper.

The classroom was quiet during the time of the exam, everyone with their head down scribbling away. Some were unfortunate and spent a couple minutes gazing around the room and envying the ones more knowledgeable than them.

Squall however, was completely oblivious to all of it, during the start to end of his paper, he had his head down until he answer every single question.

Finally, after forty minutes of writing and happy with all his attempted answers, Squall put his pen down and closed his paper. Now he looked around the room, at the students that still had their heads bent, and those that found something other to stare at.

Gently, he moved his head to the right, seeking a peek at Rinoa. Her eyes were fixated on her paper, her face twisted with confusion, her forehead creased. Using the tip of her pen, she scratched the side of her head before answering the question she was currently reading.

He felt some sympathy for her at that moment, but that was importance of revision. You couldn't expect to get good grades if you didn't know the material. Sometimes, people had to learn the hard way.

"Ok, pens down, test is over." The teacher announced and instructed the papers to be handed down. "I'll mark these tonight and give your grades tomorrow before lunch."

The bell went off again indicating the end of the lesson and the students began to gather their belongings, making their way to their next class.

"Hey, how'd it go?" Rinoa asked walking up to Squall.

"Pretty good, I think I got most of them right." He replied, taking hold of her hand and walking out of the classroom. "What about you?"

"Yeah, same. I think I got most of them right." She repeated. Though Squall wasn't so sure given her facial expression during the test.

Tuesday

The bell had gone off indicating the start of Lunch break when the students had packed up their books and headed to the front of the class to receive their papers.

Some students were happy with their grades, others not to much and quickly stuffed the cursed exam paper into their bag and hurried away from their peers.

Rinoa took her paper from the teacher and made her way out of the hustle and bustle of the classroom and waited for Squall in the corridor.

Making his way to the teacher, Squall was finally awarded his paper and began to read it while slowly making his way out of the classroom.

He had been correct, he had answered most of the paper correctly, scoring a 92%. Smiling to himself, he was happy he hadn't given into Rinoa's attempts the day before.

Now out of the classroom, he spotted Rinoa to once corner looking at her exam paper with a slight frown.

"Hey," He approached her, "how'd you do?" He asked wanting to hear the gory details behind her frown.

"Alright, I think I messed up a bit on question seven. He wrote; 'A good answer, would have awarded full marks if you elaborated more.' Gosh, how much can you write during a fifty minute exam?" Rinoa cheerfully complained.

"Oh well, it's twenty per cent, there's always re-sits in January." Squall tried being compassionate.

"Uh-huh. So how did you do Mr I'll-take-a-break-after-the-test." Rinoa teased.

"Ok, got most of them correct." Squall modestly replied.

"Oh yeah? How much?"

"Ninety-two per cent." Squall smirked. He felt a bit guilty telling her the results, he didn't want her to get upset over not doing as well as he had. Not that Rinoa sulked over such a thing.

"Oh Squall! That's great, all your revision paid off."

Squall smiled and began making his way down to the cafeteria. Rinoa followed him quietly, placing her exam paper into her bag. It was then that curiosity seeped into the brunette and he wanted to know exactly how bad Rinoa did.

"So, what per cent did you get?" He finally asked as they got to the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh, not far from what you got." She answered trying to dismiss the question.

"How much?" He asked.

"Squall, I don't want to say, I feel uncomfortable."

"I won't laugh." He replied.

"Laugh? Squall do you think I flunked?" She asked surprised.

"No, I just… I mean, it was a pretty hard test and you did look confused at one point." He tried justifying his answer.

Taking her paper out of her bag she presented it to him with her mark displayed.

"Squall, I got a ninety-eight." She stated.

And right there in red ink was a 98% mark with the caption 'Excellent' from the teacher. The two marks that had been taken off were for question seven where she hadn't elaborated.

"What! How did you get a ninety-eight without revising?" Squall asked in shock and disbelief… and just the hint of jealousy.

"I didn't need to." She replied.

"What do you mean you didn't need to?" He asked at the absurdity. Surely, everyone has to revise.

"Squall, aren't you forgetting something?" She asked him with a stupid look. He just looked at her with a lost look, waiting for her to continue. "It was a test on the History of Galbadia. I'm Galbadian, my father is the General of Galbadia, don't you think I sit through enough history lessons during dinner?"

Squall just sifted through Rinoa's paper, looking at all the little red ticks and listening to her reasoning.

"Like, the question on Deling's Presidency, you put down the 8th of February, didn't you?" She asked matter-of-factly.

Squall nodded, to which she continued.

"Wrong. That's when he was inaugurated. Deling's presidency actually started four months prior to that on the 17th of October when President Jugo was assassinated and he had to take over." She replied before continuing with more. "Then the question about Shelly Weybridge, she's actually my second cousin. Her aunt is my aunt Amy Caraway."

Squall folded Rinoa's paper back to normal and stared at the 98% mark circled in red.

"Then there's the question on Galbadia and Centra's alliance, that was on my birthday." Rinoa smiled gleefully. "Oh and the question on…"

As Rinoa went on about Galbadia's history, Squall's face went through a series of emotions. From shock, to realisation, envy and hatred. It was no wonder she got the grade that she did. But Squall couldn't help but come to one point.

"So you knew all these answers and yet instead of helping me revise, you came over to my house and messed around?" Squall cried with agitation.

Rinoa couldn't help but look guilty.

"Well, Squall it's not my fault. I asked you if you wanted to revise and you said no. Besides, you have your own revision techniques and you looked like you were doing pretty well. And anyways, there's always re-sits in January." Rinoa tried comforting the brunette who could only look at her with venom. "Squall? Squall, why are you looking at me like that and why on earth are you taking your belt off?" Rinoa asked with a look of bewilderment.

"Rinoa," Squall calmly stated getting the hook of his belt off and slipping it off from around his waist, "if you value our relationship at all, you'll take advantage of the ten seconds head start I'm going to give you."

Rinoa just looked at him with wide eyes. "Squall!"

"One."

"Squall, it's just a test." She stated.

"Two."

"Aren't you being a bit irrational?" She insisted.

"Nine."

"Wait that's not fair, that's not ten seconds!" Rinoa cried, breaking into a run.

"Ten!" Squall shouted before running after her.

Once again, I can't end this without some humour. This couple really does give me laughs.

I know Squall is a bit OOC at the end, but oh well. R&R!

Oh btw, I have another one-shot already written and uploaded before I wrote this one. I wanted to post this one before so it can be read straight after Revision. So, review and i'll get the next one posted. ^.^