FF8 - Fanfiction Pimp 001 ~ Thunder and Ice
Author: cyberhell
Character: Irvine Kinneas, Squall Lionheart, Zell Dincht
Rate: so far it's PG-15 (for language)
Note: Made this random fanfic since I was so bored and have nothing to do XD; well, actually many to do but is the lazy lmao And thank you so much mirime T_T for Beta-reading my ficcu *huggles* <3
Disclamer: all these characters are belong to Square Enix
Summary: I held the blade (or the part where I suppose was the blade) up carefully and turning it around to check the critical condition. The handle almost fell off, some of the screws were dangling (not necessarily in the right places), and the blade… it was hanging down approx. 56º from where the usual position was.
::: Thunder and Ice :::
Today had been rather boring I must say… Watched the blue sky and the floating white clouds, listened to all the girls giggling over their conversations in the park. Ahh… This is such heaven, Balamb Garden sure looked different from the stiff-soldier-like Galbadia Garden.
“..m…. Ehem. May I have your attention please. Mister Kinneas come to the headmaster's office please… I repeat, ehem… Mister Irvine Kinneas come to the headmaster's office, thank you.”
The announcer surely had a lot to learn. Clearing his throat while on the intercom was not exactly very professional. I chuckled over the silly thought, pushed myself up and started to dust off my long leather coat. I bid farewell to the ladies and walked coolly toward the lift, where it took me straight up to the headmaster’s office.
There were things strewn everywhere and almost all the tables in the room was piled high with folders, files and stacks of paper, blank or filled with reports. Phew… Thank goodness I’m just work as the delivery man, I thought to myself, as my heavy footfalls let my presence in the room become noticed.
“Yo, cowboy! It’s about time you showed up!”
The un-Squall-like voice surprised me. “Zell? What is some kid like you doing in headmaster’s office?”
“I’m no kid! My age is not that different than yours, so shut up!”
He waved his fist dangerously in the air, as if daring me to say another word. I shrugged slightly and surrendered to the hyper boy in front of me. “So… where’s the headmaster?”
”Errr… Squall is out with Rinoa right now, so he won’t be here for a while”
“Hmm… That’s a surprise”, I said while smirking at the shorter boy. “Here's another question then. Why am I here?”
The boy started to fidget slightly and bright blue eyes started to look away from mine. Ten minutes had passed and I still got no answer from Zell, only some random muttering and incoherent sentences.
“So… Squall is gone with that lovely princess. Who called me through that-“
“It was me…”
Somehow I had wondered why Squall had allowed someone so incompetant use the intercom so freely.
“Zell… if you’re just making excuses for spending time alone with me, just say so… I won’t refuse.”
The blond boy’s eyes grew wider and the blush on his cheeks suddenly became visible. “Like eww! Why the hell I want to spend time with you!? I just need your help, that’s all! And none of these will be the ‘excuses’ for wanting to spend time alone with you!!”
The responses from the blond boy never failed to amuse me. “So… what is it then? I’m all ears and eyes if you want me to be.”
The boy hesitated at first but after a few minutes, he started to move from the spot he was standing at, to behind Squall’s desk. A soft metal noise could be heard when Zell seemed to remove something from under it. Eyes growing wider, I choked on the air that tried to get into my lungs. Then not longer after that, I started to laugh a bit too loudly for the shorter boy’s liking.
Trying to control the laughter, I coughed slightly and smirked at him with glee.
“Oh my, Zell… what am I gonna do with you…?”
I started to laugh again while the other boy stomped his feet on the ground at me. “It’s not funny!” he yelled over and over while I tried to suppress my laughter.
“Hnn… Alright, so what’s the story behind this incident?”
The boy was fuming red, maybe between anger and embarrassment. After a while, Zell started to explain everything, and I meant everything that he did before he managed to re-form Squall’s gunblade.
“Let me get this straight. You, out of curiosity, started to play with head master’s weapon and without second thought you start to peel the gunblade off. And… you don’t know how to put it back together?”
“Not ‘peel it off’, I was testing it out!”
“Ehem, alright ‘testing it out’… and you did this?”
I held the blade (or the part where I suppose was the blade) up carefully and turning it around to check the critical condition. The handle almost fell off, some of the screws were dangling (not necessarily in the right places), and the blade… it was hanging down approx. 56º from where the usual position was.
“And… you want me to tidy this gunblade up?”
“Yeah! Pleaseee~ Irvine! You’re such a nice guy… oh! I will treat you some hot dogs later if you’ve finished putting it back together!”
I smirked at the hyper boy and chuckled, “No thanks, my dear friend. I need to keep my body in shape! What would the ladies think?”
He shrugged and mumbled something about having it my way or something. Turning the gunblade around some more, I started to pick out what was wrong with it. Getting out all the tools for cleaning my shot gun from my jacket, putting back the gunblade started to take me away from the surroundings. All you need is concentration… The gunblade is not that different from any other gun.
“I guess you’re lucky that the headmaster isn’t here to see what happened to his poor gunblade.”
A loud banging sound of the door filled the room almost immediately. Now, speak of the devil; the headmaster was at the door, glaring at us. I guess he hadn’t noticed the condition of his weapon yet.
The small boy squeaked a little as he saw whose coming. “Oh, Squall… you’re back early!”
“…”
I knew I wasn’t surprised that Zell didn’t get an answer. The brunette walked forward towards us and he scanned the room quietly (probably checking what we’d messed up or destroyed…).
“… told Rinoa that I should be heading back early. I needed to finish some paper work by… Tomorrow… morning…”
Squall’s concentration seemed to have left him behind. His eyes were fixed upon me… oh wait, I meant fixed upon my hands, I meant the gunblade in my hands.
“Ermm… I’ve just remembered something urgent. Seeya guys later!”
Zell sprinted out the room rather quickly and disappeared from my sight in no time. Damn, Zell… I’ll get you later!
The silence around us was quite awkward. Fidgeting slightly, I tried to think of a way to get out from this room unharmed. “Hey, sweetie~ Is this yours?” I smirked goofily at him, and held up the gunblade, only to have the blade fall off the handle. Fuck…
Squall glared dangerously at my actions and the condition of his loved weapon. “What… the hell are you doing in my room? And with my Lionheart?”
“You know, Squall… Hate to tell you this, but you just let the criminal go earlier.”
A bit too slow for sprinting, Squall walked straight toward me and snatched the poor gunblade off my hands. Scowling slightly at the condition, he glared at me once again (probably for letting Zell have his way with the poor weapon or something).
“Hey, hey… like I said, it wasn’t me who deformed your gunblade”.
I chuckled slightly, hoping that the headmaster would spare my life for another year or so. But this was what you would get from the colder-than-the-ice-headmaster, Squall only glared at me. I bet he’s trying to drill a hole in my forehead with those eyes of his… Unconsciously, I lifted my hands up in the surrender style towards the brunette. His eyes were more dangerous than any guns that had been pointed at me.
“Umm… Squall?”
Squall sighed rather louder than necessary and it made me jump, but I guess he didn’t realize it. “You may go now…” He turned himself around while saying that sentence.
“… Look, Squall. I was only trying to-“
While trying to convince him that I was innocent, I stepped closer to him and the aura around him somehow saying ’come near me, and I’ll cut your head off’. Wow, I never thought that the headmaster could actually could talk silently like this.
“What is it, Kinneas?”
“It’s… nothing”, I said in utter defeat. I didn’t think that anyone could break his ice-cold profile. That girl from Timber, Rinoa was only able to melt the ice for a few months… After we defeated the sorceress, he went back to his usual quiet manner. I guess we really do need a miracle for Squall to actually become sociable person.
This time, it was my turn to sigh (not as loudly as Squall’s though). “Alrighty then, I will leave you and your gunblade alone for some private time”. Taking my cowboy heat off, I bowed slightly at him and walked out from the room and towards the lift. And as I thought, Squall did not bid me any farewell or anything.
Well, that’s Squall for you…
Stepping into the lift, I pressed the button to B1[1] and waited for the lift to take me to the destination. Maybe playing cards with those Shumi people would help me think over whatever had just happened or at least I could avoid that image of the icy glare from Squall that seemed to have burned itself into my mind.
Now, thinking about it… Squall did not seem to be in the best mood and I wondered what happened earlier with him and that chick.
To be continue?
[1] Was it B1 or B2 when you're fighting that big Shumi person in some kind of machine or something? XD; I need to replay the game again *diez*
Is this chp 1? Well, I'm not really sure about that my self XD;;; If many people told me to continue, then I will <3 Fufufu, so yeah let me know if you want me to continue this XD *dodges every magic that had been aimed at her* >:D;;; Tell me what you think about the ficcu too XD
Character: Irvine Kinneas, Squall Lionheart, Zell Dincht
Rate: so far it's PG-15 (for language)
Note: Made this random fanfic since I was so bored and have nothing to do XD; well, actually many to do but is the lazy lmao And thank you so much mirime T_T for Beta-reading my ficcu *huggles* <3
Disclamer: all these characters are belong to Square Enix
Summary: I held the blade (or the part where I suppose was the blade) up carefully and turning it around to check the critical condition. The handle almost fell off, some of the screws were dangling (not necessarily in the right places), and the blade… it was hanging down approx. 56º from where the usual position was.
::: Thunder and Ice :::
Today had been rather boring I must say… Watched the blue sky and the floating white clouds, listened to all the girls giggling over their conversations in the park. Ahh… This is such heaven, Balamb Garden sure looked different from the stiff-soldier-like Galbadia Garden.
“..m…. Ehem. May I have your attention please. Mister Kinneas come to the headmaster's office please… I repeat, ehem… Mister Irvine Kinneas come to the headmaster's office, thank you.”
The announcer surely had a lot to learn. Clearing his throat while on the intercom was not exactly very professional. I chuckled over the silly thought, pushed myself up and started to dust off my long leather coat. I bid farewell to the ladies and walked coolly toward the lift, where it took me straight up to the headmaster’s office.
There were things strewn everywhere and almost all the tables in the room was piled high with folders, files and stacks of paper, blank or filled with reports. Phew… Thank goodness I’m just work as the delivery man, I thought to myself, as my heavy footfalls let my presence in the room become noticed.
“Yo, cowboy! It’s about time you showed up!”
The un-Squall-like voice surprised me. “Zell? What is some kid like you doing in headmaster’s office?”
“I’m no kid! My age is not that different than yours, so shut up!”
He waved his fist dangerously in the air, as if daring me to say another word. I shrugged slightly and surrendered to the hyper boy in front of me. “So… where’s the headmaster?”
”Errr… Squall is out with Rinoa right now, so he won’t be here for a while”
“Hmm… That’s a surprise”, I said while smirking at the shorter boy. “Here's another question then. Why am I here?”
The boy started to fidget slightly and bright blue eyes started to look away from mine. Ten minutes had passed and I still got no answer from Zell, only some random muttering and incoherent sentences.
“So… Squall is gone with that lovely princess. Who called me through that-“
“It was me…”
Somehow I had wondered why Squall had allowed someone so incompetant use the intercom so freely.
“Zell… if you’re just making excuses for spending time alone with me, just say so… I won’t refuse.”
The blond boy’s eyes grew wider and the blush on his cheeks suddenly became visible. “Like eww! Why the hell I want to spend time with you!? I just need your help, that’s all! And none of these will be the ‘excuses’ for wanting to spend time alone with you!!”
The responses from the blond boy never failed to amuse me. “So… what is it then? I’m all ears and eyes if you want me to be.”
The boy hesitated at first but after a few minutes, he started to move from the spot he was standing at, to behind Squall’s desk. A soft metal noise could be heard when Zell seemed to remove something from under it. Eyes growing wider, I choked on the air that tried to get into my lungs. Then not longer after that, I started to laugh a bit too loudly for the shorter boy’s liking.
Trying to control the laughter, I coughed slightly and smirked at him with glee.
“Oh my, Zell… what am I gonna do with you…?”
I started to laugh again while the other boy stomped his feet on the ground at me. “It’s not funny!” he yelled over and over while I tried to suppress my laughter.
“Hnn… Alright, so what’s the story behind this incident?”
The boy was fuming red, maybe between anger and embarrassment. After a while, Zell started to explain everything, and I meant everything that he did before he managed to re-form Squall’s gunblade.
“Let me get this straight. You, out of curiosity, started to play with head master’s weapon and without second thought you start to peel the gunblade off. And… you don’t know how to put it back together?”
“Not ‘peel it off’, I was testing it out!”
“Ehem, alright ‘testing it out’… and you did this?”
I held the blade (or the part where I suppose was the blade) up carefully and turning it around to check the critical condition. The handle almost fell off, some of the screws were dangling (not necessarily in the right places), and the blade… it was hanging down approx. 56º from where the usual position was.
“And… you want me to tidy this gunblade up?”
“Yeah! Pleaseee~ Irvine! You’re such a nice guy… oh! I will treat you some hot dogs later if you’ve finished putting it back together!”
I smirked at the hyper boy and chuckled, “No thanks, my dear friend. I need to keep my body in shape! What would the ladies think?”
He shrugged and mumbled something about having it my way or something. Turning the gunblade around some more, I started to pick out what was wrong with it. Getting out all the tools for cleaning my shot gun from my jacket, putting back the gunblade started to take me away from the surroundings. All you need is concentration… The gunblade is not that different from any other gun.
“I guess you’re lucky that the headmaster isn’t here to see what happened to his poor gunblade.”
A loud banging sound of the door filled the room almost immediately. Now, speak of the devil; the headmaster was at the door, glaring at us. I guess he hadn’t noticed the condition of his weapon yet.
The small boy squeaked a little as he saw whose coming. “Oh, Squall… you’re back early!”
“…”
I knew I wasn’t surprised that Zell didn’t get an answer. The brunette walked forward towards us and he scanned the room quietly (probably checking what we’d messed up or destroyed…).
“… told Rinoa that I should be heading back early. I needed to finish some paper work by… Tomorrow… morning…”
Squall’s concentration seemed to have left him behind. His eyes were fixed upon me… oh wait, I meant fixed upon my hands, I meant the gunblade in my hands.
“Ermm… I’ve just remembered something urgent. Seeya guys later!”
Zell sprinted out the room rather quickly and disappeared from my sight in no time. Damn, Zell… I’ll get you later!
The silence around us was quite awkward. Fidgeting slightly, I tried to think of a way to get out from this room unharmed. “Hey, sweetie~ Is this yours?” I smirked goofily at him, and held up the gunblade, only to have the blade fall off the handle. Fuck…
Squall glared dangerously at my actions and the condition of his loved weapon. “What… the hell are you doing in my room? And with my Lionheart?”
“You know, Squall… Hate to tell you this, but you just let the criminal go earlier.”
A bit too slow for sprinting, Squall walked straight toward me and snatched the poor gunblade off my hands. Scowling slightly at the condition, he glared at me once again (probably for letting Zell have his way with the poor weapon or something).
“Hey, hey… like I said, it wasn’t me who deformed your gunblade”.
I chuckled slightly, hoping that the headmaster would spare my life for another year or so. But this was what you would get from the colder-than-the-ice-headmaster, Squall only glared at me. I bet he’s trying to drill a hole in my forehead with those eyes of his… Unconsciously, I lifted my hands up in the surrender style towards the brunette. His eyes were more dangerous than any guns that had been pointed at me.
“Umm… Squall?”
Squall sighed rather louder than necessary and it made me jump, but I guess he didn’t realize it. “You may go now…” He turned himself around while saying that sentence.
“… Look, Squall. I was only trying to-“
While trying to convince him that I was innocent, I stepped closer to him and the aura around him somehow saying ’come near me, and I’ll cut your head off’. Wow, I never thought that the headmaster could actually could talk silently like this.
“What is it, Kinneas?”
“It’s… nothing”, I said in utter defeat. I didn’t think that anyone could break his ice-cold profile. That girl from Timber, Rinoa was only able to melt the ice for a few months… After we defeated the sorceress, he went back to his usual quiet manner. I guess we really do need a miracle for Squall to actually become sociable person.
This time, it was my turn to sigh (not as loudly as Squall’s though). “Alrighty then, I will leave you and your gunblade alone for some private time”. Taking my cowboy heat off, I bowed slightly at him and walked out from the room and towards the lift. And as I thought, Squall did not bid me any farewell or anything.
Well, that’s Squall for you…
Stepping into the lift, I pressed the button to B1[1] and waited for the lift to take me to the destination. Maybe playing cards with those Shumi people would help me think over whatever had just happened or at least I could avoid that image of the icy glare from Squall that seemed to have burned itself into my mind.
Now, thinking about it… Squall did not seem to be in the best mood and I wondered what happened earlier with him and that chick.
To be continue?
[1] Was it B1 or B2 when you're fighting that big Shumi person in some kind of machine or something? XD; I need to replay the game again *diez*
Is this chp 1? Well, I'm not really sure about that my self XD;;; If many people told me to continue, then I will <3 Fufufu, so yeah let me know if you want me to continue this XD *dodges every magic that had been aimed at her* >:D;;; Tell me what you think about the ficcu too XD