FFVII: Irvine/Rinoa

Date: 2008-02-11 11:10 pm (UTC)
Maybe they all read the fairy tale wrong. Maybe it wasn’t the knight who was supposed to wake the sleeping princess, but the gunslinger.

Irvine sat by Rinoa’s bed. Squall had been sitting at her side for days, stepping away only at his friends’ insistence that he eat something and get a few minutes of air.

Irvine found it very sad that this spitfire of a girl, the spunky daughter of a Galbadian general that threatened Irvine with bodily harm if he did not turn the car around immediately to rescue their friends from prison, lay comatose, almost lifeless.

Maybe she was just waiting for her kiss. Maybe Squall wasn’t the guy.

Irvine removed his hat and leaned over to kiss her. Rinoa’s lips were cold. Only the slightest warm breath from her nostrils indicated that she was still alive. She did not open her eyes. She did not look up at Irvine with a word of thanks, or with a punch to the nose.

Nope, a cowboy’s kiss just would not do. Irvine shrugged sadly, and rose to leave her to her slumber.
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