Angels Deserve To Die |1|2|3|4|
Lady Black Mage
is just after the six fight Ultemecia.
They are in Balamb and decide to stay the night before
they headed back Balamb Garden.
Zell, are you sure you mother will be fine with us staying at your house
tonight?" Rinoa asked, hanging on Squall's arm.
" Yeah, of course!" Zell exclaimed. He thrust his arm in the
air, still full of adrenaline from the fight with Ultemecia.
" As long as it's ok..." Squall trailed. The whole group was
tired, and filthy dirty.
" We're here! Mom, I'm home! And I brought my friends!" Zell
yelled into the house as the six entered.
They heard a woman from the area of the kitchen yell:
" Zell! Is that you?" Mrs. Dincht appeared in the doorway.
She ran foreword to give Zell a hug but stopped in her tracks.
" Zell, you stink!" she exclaimed.
" Hehe... You'll never believe what we've been through!" Zell
" Mrs. Dincht, could we trouble you for a shower and a place to
sleep?" Quistis asked politely.
" Of course! You girls can room up in Zell's room, and you guys
can have the living room." she stated.
She headed for the kitchen, and called behind her. " I'll start
dinner, you kids can take showers."
" Alright, Rinoa. Why don't you go ahead?" Squall urged. Rinoa
looked at him surprised.
" Go ahead." Quistis agreed.
" Do I smell that bad?" she laughed, heading for the stairs
to the bathroom. The others laughed as she headed into the bathroom.
She saw that there were clean towels in one cupboard. She sighed, turning
on the water in the shower, very hot. Steam began to pour out as she
climbed in. She washed her hair, adding some conditioner, and then scrubbed
her skin clean. She felt very refreshed as she climbed out and wrapped
a large pale green towel around her body. " Mrs. Dincht is too
kind to let all of us stay here." Rinoa sighed as she brushed out
her hair. It took her awhile, because the wind from the battle had tangled
it badly. " Maybe I should have tied it up..." she trailed,
finally managing to untangle it all. She smiled, pulling it all into
a ponytail. She brushed her teeth and found some clothes that Mrs. Dincht
had set out for her. They must have been some old clothes of Zell's
because they were way too big for Rinoa, but she rolled up the waist
of the dark gray jogging
shorts and they managed to stay up. She pulled on the baggy black T-shirt
" I feel much better." she said to herself as she opened the
bathroom door. She was surprised that no one was standing in front of
the door, waiting for their turn. She made her way downstairs and saw
the others had moved into the kitchen.
When she entered, she smelt a pan full of pork chops simmering on the
stove, a large pot of potatoes boiling, and two apple pies baking in
the oven. " Feel better?" Squall asked, seemingly happy to
see her as he stood up.
" Much! Thanks." Rinoa responded, smiling and feeling her
cheeks turn a pale pink. She took the seat next to him.
" See ya!" Selphie called as she ran towards the
" Hey! It's my house!" Zell whined, running to the
" Zell..." Mrs. Dincht warned, thrusting the tongs she had
been flipping pork chops with towards her uncooperative son. Zell mumbled
something about the unfairness of it all, and flopped into the chair
next to Irvine.
" Tough breaks, eh Zell?" Irvine laughed. He had to dodge
the glass that Zell threw at him.
It was later that night, and everyone was asleep, except Squall. He
couldn't shake the foreboding feeling that had overcome him.
" Mmm... pork chops..." he heard Zell mutter in his sleep.
Squall had to smile, agreeing with Zell. His mother's dinner had been
delicious. Squall decided to get up, and made his way to the
bathroom upstairs. On his way back down, he heard whimpering from the
girls' room. He cracked open the door and saw the three were sound asleep.
But it was Rinoa who was making sounds.
" No, please... Squall, help me. Where are you? Squall!" she
cried, turning over in her sleep. He snuck in, and sat on the bed beside
her. He gently shook her, and she woke up.
" Are you ok?" he asked, whispering softly. " Squall?
What happened?" she gasped, sitting up. He wrapped his arms around
her, shielding her from her nightmare. She melted into his strong arms
and began to cry softly.
" Shh. It's ok, I'm here for you. It was just a dream." he
comforted. She calmed down after a few moments and laid back down.
" Don't leave, Squall, please?" she pleaded, sounding
like a frightened child.
" I'll stay until you fall asleep." he promised, climbing
under the blankets with her. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered
to her. He held her close until she was sound asleep, peaceful. He gently
climbed out of the bed and snuck
downstairs. He laid back on the couch and was soon