http://whateverknight.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] whateverknight.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-06-18 07:19 pm

In front of Land Shark cabin, Friday Afternoon

Squall clutched a bouquet of roses to his breast and got down on one knee in front of Rinoa's door. He took a deep breath, and began belting his declaration of love to the heavens.


Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you

Look into your heart - you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am - take my life
I would give it all - I would sacrifice

Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you

There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way

Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more
I would fight for you - I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you

Ya know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you



[For one in particular, but open for gawkers.]
angelo_wings: ([ros] serious face)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-18 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Rinoa had hoped that if she waited long enough, he would just give up and go away. Ugh. Public displays of affection were downright unseemly, and Squall's obsession with her was disturbing.

Finally, she realized he was unlikely to depart of his own volition. So, reluctantly, she opened the cabin door.

"Are you finished?"
angelo_wings: ([ros] srsly?)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-18 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't want the flowers," Rinoa said sourly. "I want to be able to watch television in peace. You're drowning it out with that caterwauling."

Couldn't he take a hint?
angelo_wings: ([end] skeptical close-up)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"You can probably get a cream for that," Rinoa said helpfully. "Whatever you picked up, it wasn't from me."
angelo_wings: ([ros] you've gotta be effing kidding me)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Rinoa stared. In barely-concealed horror.

"What is wrong with you?!" she asked. "Is this how you win girls? Show up at their doors with flowers, then try to get them to try all of that!?"

Everyone knew about Squall's reputation! He was a player -- love them and leave them. He had left a trail of broken hearts in his wake. He'd give you the night of your life, but he'd be gone before breakfast.
angelo_wings: ([ros] unsure wary)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Why should I believe that?" Rinoa sniffed. "You know your reputation as well as I do. Maybe this is what you tell all the girls. They're the one special true love of your heart, today."

Rinoa folded her arms. "I don't think love exists, anyway."
angelo_wings: ([end] are you sure?)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"You will if I lock the door in your face," she grumbled. But he was far too persuasive. Damn the man. "Besides, Father wouldn't approve, and I can't imagine seeing a man that Father didn't like."
angelo_wings: ([wind] thiiiis doesn't look good)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I could never give up my name," Rinoa gasped, appalled by the very idea. "How very disrespectful towards Father, that you would even imply such a thing."

Rinoa Caraway did not tolerate such frivolousness.

"Would you, in earnest, resign your post for me?" she asked. "You know how I loathe your occupation. The military is no place to find a beau."
Edited 2010-06-19 02:17 (UTC)
angelo_wings: ([danc] coy)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Singing about daddy issues was always a way to Rinoa's heart. No matter how frosty hell was.

"The things you say cut right through me," she murmured. "What shall we do, if you aren't a SeeD? How will you provide for us?"

Naturally, if he was making overtures, he was proposing marriage. She wasn't so forward as to think otherwise.
angelo_wings: ([danc] sweet and innocent really)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"You are quite skilled with children," Rinoa admitted, granting him a rare smile. One should never smile overly much; it would cause wrinkles, and make one appear dim-witted.

"You're entirely too persuasive," she huffed, though there was a playful note this time. "I shan't run away with you tonight."

Wouldn't Squall be amazed that she had interpreted that from his overtures?
angelo_wings: ([danc] coy)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Rinoa flushed. "Such things you say," she murmured, aware that he would know only too well how tempting she found his expressions. "But my will is as great as yours, and I won't give in so easily."

She wouldn't run away with him tonight. Second base, max.
angelo_wings: ([sq] yours and mine)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"But I must," Rinoa whispered, heart pounding in her ears. "Whatever shall you do, then?"

She hoped it wasn't something thoroughly improper. Except ... with the way her knees felt weak (thank heavens she wasn't standing!) and the devilish smile he was offering ... perhaps she did.
angelo_wings: ([end] can't find you here)

[personal profile] angelo_wings 2010-06-19 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
It was stirring, and epic, and moving! Her blood was filling her ears and she could swear she heard music!

"No," she said abruptly, tearing herself away. "I can't. We mustn't ..."

She bolted from his arms, closing the door in his face and running to her alcove.

Love! Love was so confusing! She couldn't love him! ... Could she!?!??!