Chapter 2: The Other Shoe Always Drops<br/><br/>'Squall'<br/><br/>'Squall'<br/><br/>'Leonhart'<br/><br/>'Wake up Squall'<br/><br/>'Fine. Remember you asked for this mon coeur de lion. I think you called this a brain freeze.'<br/><br/>Deep in absolute slumber Squall slept through the explosions and shaking that drew Rinoa from her own deep sleep. Shiva however wasn't asleep at the wheel and when her charge wouldn't wake up with her mental prodding, the ice Goddess took matters into her own hand.<br/><br/>Suddenly waking,  Squall was heavily dazed as he was brought out of unconsciousness. Placing his fingers to his temple, he tried to shake off the splitting headache his guardian just blessed him with.<br/><br/>'Shiva I swear to Hyne...'<br/><br/>' Leonhart you have five seconds before they barge in here.'<br/><br/>'They? Who... what are yet talking about.'<br/><br/>"I know he's in there Irvy. We have to find him. Do you think Squall is ok? Is he hurt? What do you think he's doing?"<br/><br/>Came the excited voice of one bubbly but worried about her friend Selphie Tilmitt. At her side was a chucking tall fellow, trademark cowboy hat on his head, and rifle at his back.<br/><br/>" Oh I have a really good idea what he's doing Selph. Ole' Squall is just fine. Trust me. You and Zell are going to owe me drinks after you open that door."<br/><br/>Squall snapped his head towards the nude form of Rinoa laying in his arms as he heard the voices of Selphie and Irvine just outside the door. Worse still, he could swear he heard Zell bounding down the hallway, excited like a red dragon on meth, and trying to catch up to the messenger girl and the cowboy.<br/><br/>"Rinoa. Clothes. Clothes now. We have to move."<br/><br/>Squall sat straight up in  the bed, naked as the day he was born just as Selphie's key card unlocked the door with a click. Sitting there with absolutely nothing covering his body, and the naked and disheveled form of one Rinoa Heartily laying against him.<br/><br/>"SQUALL. SQUALL. We need to talk. It's about Rinoa’s.... OH MY HYNE!!! IRVY. WHAT ARE THEY DOING?"<br/><br/>Selphie. So precious in her innocence all Irvine could do was belt out a deep from the belly laugh as he slipped his arm around Selphie, telling her while he couldn't keep a straight face if he tried.<br/><br/>"Oh I think you know exactly what they were doing, Selph. Hey boss man. Fancied a shag, did ya Squall? Rinoa a pleasure as always."<br/><br/>His eyes bugging out as deep crimson shook his usual completely stoic visage, there really wasn't any explaining this for anything other than what  it was. In fact Squall probably would have grabbed his clothes and took off faster than anyone could say Grat. Automatic gunfire from a few floors just below them held him in place however.<br/><br/>"Irvine. Selphie... Hyne that better not be Zell coming though that door. What the fuck is going on?'