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Unnamed Story, Chp 3 and 4Chapter Three: First Day on the RoadMore Like This
After a few hours of driving, Angelo whines.
Yeah, me too.
They pull off at a restaurant and she runs inside to use the restroom. Angelo waits patiently in the jeep for her return. She finishes her run faster than he expected. He sees her run out of the building. She looks distressed as she unhooks his harness and puts on his leash and collar.
We gotta hurry Ange, were apparently on the news.
He blinks and hops out. He relieves himself right there next to the jeep then hops back into his seat.
Wow, great job. She smiles and kisses his forehead.
She hops into the drivers seat and theyre on the road once more. Angelo gives her a questioning look.
Hes looking for us.
Angelo cocks his head.
No, not the general, Squall. Hes looking for something we have and he wants to know where were going and why.
She floors the jeep, making it go twice the speed
The Very Beginning of a StoryChapter One: The MeetingMore Like This
Rinoa stares into the mirror. Brush in hand; she works the tangles out of her hair. She sighs as she places the brush on the vanity and picks up her makeup container. She pulls out her eye shadow, foundation, mascara, blush, and lip gloss. She works diligently, putting the make up on in a professional manner. She doesnt look at her work until she is completely finished; she prefers to allow her mood to control the colors on her face.
She looks up. Her dark eyes shine back at her. The dark make up affects her gaze, making it penetrating. She smiles at her work and puts the make up away. She stares at her reflection, thinking of the meeting and where it will lead her. She closes her eyes tight as the memories flow back.
She has to get away from this place, away from him. They are just too different. He just cannot look at her in the same way and he refuses to see her side of things. But who can blame him; she is set in her ways. Though she bent some for him
AngelIt had been a chance meeting that had brought Rinoa Caraway and Squall Leonhart together. One, the daughter who had just lost her mother, living with the heartbroken father. The other, an orphan boy who had never known family. A twist of fate that would forever tie them together.More Like This
He had found her in an alleyway, crying. At first, he just stood there over her, holding out a clean napkin hed snatched. Shed taken it, blowing her nose, and then, as he went to leave, he found her clinging to him, begging him to never leave her alone.
That was about nine years ago. Since then, Rinoas relationship with Squall and her father had changed. She had taken her mothers maiden name, and her and Squall were unofficially dating, often meeting in the bailey to talk. This is what their dates consist oflong walks.
Thats what was planned for today. Rinoa woke up and was quickly getting ready when her father came in. Fury Caraway quickly began to pack things i