Rinoa's Education

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Rinoa waited patiently outside the classroom, her arms crossed. With her head hunched down, she heard the door slide open and the shuffle of students flowing out. She looked up at the young faces as they walked by her, dressed in their SeeD candidate uniforms.
Once the crowd had gone, Rinoa pushed up from the wall and headed into the room to find Quistis at the computer, puzzling over a problem. “Hey there,” Rinoa said, trying to force her smile.
Quistis looked up and smiled quickly at Rinoa, then looked back at her screen. “Hi, What’re you doing?”
“I, need to talk to you about today,” She said hesitantly, trying to sound calm.
“Sure, what is it?” Quistis said, her attention divided.
“I need to make a change to the schedule.”
Quistis sat up, as if the words had stung her, then she turned in her chair to Rinoa. “What change?”
“There’s someone I need to see today,” Rinoa said, unable to keep from looking down before Rinoa. “I don’t know how you guys make the schedules and all . . .”
“It’s a dart game,” Quistis said. “Me and Dr. Kadowaki throw darts at a board with all the names on it.” Rinoa stared at Quistis. “I’m joking,” She exclaimed, standing up. “Geez, he really did a number on you, didn’t he?” She said, touching Rinoa’s face. “Are you okay?”
“I want to say no,” Rinoa said honestly. “But I think I am. But I need to see him today.”
“Well, if you need to take a day off, that’s perfectly fine,” Quistis offered.
“No, I don’t need a day off. I don’t want one,” Rinoa said up to her. “Today, I need to be with him. I think it’s time.

Rinoa stood before the student door for a long time. In the hall with the other SeeD Candidates, the door looked innocent enough, with no external features to make it stand out from all the others.
Rinoa hesitated before the door. Her hands fidgeted as she stared at it. But finally, with a burst of courage, she reached out and hit the buzzer. She could hear the tone from within the room. Almost immediately, the door slid open.
Seifer stood before her.
“Why Rinoa,” He said with an arrogant tone and a jackal’s smile. “How wonderful to see you. To what do I owe the honor?”
Rinoa glanced down the hall in either direction; her heart racing worse than she had ever felt it. “The chance to clear the air,” She said with bated breath. “To get something out of our systems.”
“Oh, I’ve got a lot to get out of my system,” Seifer growled lustfully.
“Me too,” Rinoa responded defiantly.
She stepped into Seifer’s room, suddenly uncomfortable how much it resembled Squall’s. Even in a different wing of the dormitories, the room was set up the same and maintained almost identically.
When she paused, Seifer slid up behind her, thrust his hips against her as he captured her chest in his hands. “Finally getting around to me?” He whispered. “I promise, you’ll find you saved the best for last.”
Rinoa tore away from Seifer, turning around to him. “You’re not last, Seifer,” She said to him. “But I am going to let you do something only one other person has ever done.” Seifer stared at her. “You can come inside me,” She said.
“Really now,” He said arrogantly.
Rinoa reached up to Seifer’s face, staring at the scar across the bridge of his nose. “I won’t deny that you’re a crush, Seifer,” Rinoa said. “But that’s what Diablos gave to me, the rare chance to see my life from a completely different angle, to see how close I came to making the most awful mistake of my life.”
“I’m a mistake?” Seifer asked condescendingly.
“No,” Rinoa answered. “My father was.” Her words stumbled Seifer’s thinking. “When I met you, I didn’t realize it at the time, but you were my father. And I saw your confidence and strength of character and I wanted to be the center of it, I wanted you to focus it on me.”
She turned from him, strolling into his room. “But that is actually what I went through with my father, growing up.” She turned back around to Seifer. “I very nearly made the same mistake with you that my mother made. I was very nearly her.” She chuckled humorlessly. “In a small way, I wonder if Ellone might have had something to do with keeping me from making that mistake.”
Seifer’s eyes began to harden. Rinoa turned from him, her legs shaking. She braced herself, steeling her nerves and her body. “So that makes me, what? A casual acquaintance?” Seifer demanded to Rinoa’s back. Still facing away from him, held her hands together, closing her eyes. “You’re just going to use me? Like Edea did?!”
As soon as Rinoa felt Seifer’s hand on her shoulder, she smiled. Seifer slammed her down onto his bed, holding her roughly to it. She didn’t resist in the slightest, instead she distanced herself from what was happening.
Seifer hold her down by her neck, reaching up under her jacket. “I swear to you,” He growled. “I am not gonna be used and you are not gonna toss me aside like some childhood fantasy.” He exposed her and held her tighter. Rinoa closed her eyes and opened herself, freely accepting him.
Seifer shoved violently inside her, waiting for her to scream. But Rinoa just smiled bitter-sweetly, her face buried into his bed. Seifer growled, scowling as he began to move. Immediately throwing himself into an abrasive speed, he thrusted into her quickly and fully, his body slapping against hers.
“That’s it,” Rinoa whispered, letting all the emotions stay in the background and choosing forth the joy.
“You want more?!” Seifer yelled, speeding up. He began to stab at her with himself, trying to drive himself farther into her, fighting as hard as he could to tear from her screams for mercy.
But Rinoa sweetly moaned, letting Seifer collide with her. He squeezed her neck, shooting pain across her shoulders as he moved faster. “Scream, you bitch,” he demanded down at her. “I said scream!”
But instead, Rinoa moaned gently, letting delight fill her. “Scream!” Seifer yelled. “Scream!!!”
And then Rinoa felt something wet on her arm. Falling onto the back of her arm, she felt something warm and salty. For a moment, she was confused by what she thought it was, but with Seifer still inside her. But Seifer’s motions grew jagged and slowed. He slumped over her, his tears flowing into her hair.
Rinoa withdrew herself from Seifer as he fell onto his bed, crying. Curling up in a ball, his tears stained his pale cheeks as he turned away from Rinoa. She sat up on the bed with him, reaching out to touch his hair. “Leave me alone!” He cried, burning his face down into the mattress.
But Rinoa persisted. She reached under Seifer’s head, drawing him out. He tried to resist her, but she gently persuaded him into her arms. Once he was up, he attached himself to her, his strong arms clutching to her as he cried. He buried his eyes into her chest as he balled.
“Shhhh,” Rinoa cooed to him, holding him tight as she stroked his hair. The room was silent, lit only by the late morning light from the window. Rinoa smiled contentedly as she held Seifer, letting him have his way with her.

Rinoa sat with her knees drawn up to her chin on the grassy field in the Quad. As the noonday light rained in, she focused off at nothing, her mind a blank slate as emotions ran rampant beneath her consciousness.
“Hey,” Came a voice. She looked up as Zell came down to sit next to her. In each hand he carried a pair of hotdogs. “Ya need to eat,” He said, handing her one of the hotdogs, keeping the other three for himself. He popped one into his mouth, biting half of the thing off. “So?” He asked with a full mouth. “What happened?” He swallowed forcibly. “Do I need to go kick some Almasy ass?”
“No,” Rinoa said solemnly, staring at nothing.
“So what happened?” Zell pressed, already working on his next hotdog.
Rinoa stared off for a moment. Then, as if startled back to reality, she looked down at the meal Zell had brought her. “I got to fix every major mistake of life,” She looked up. “By letting Seifer rape me.”
Zell jumped up to his feet, his hands crushing the hotdogs he held as his head jerked around. “I’m gonna kill! I’m gonna ram my fist right down his . . .”
“Zell,” Rinoa said with just a hint of authority on her voice. He turned to her, his eyes fuming. “Sit down,” Rinoa said. “I left Seifer crying like a baby, because I did the same for him. He thought I was going to use him, but in actuality, he got to fix every major mistake he ever made, too.”
“Including going nuts and trying to take a president hostage?” Zell asked. “Or how about torturing Squall? Or maybe . . .”
“Okay, not every mistake,” Rinoa admitted. She looked up at Zell and his reserves gave out. He sat down with a huff and looked away. “But I let him fix the early ones.”
“What early ones?” Zell demanded. “He was a frickin’ jackass back at the orphanage.”
“Why?” Rinoa asked.
“Who cares?” Zell exclaimed.
“I do,” Rinoa said, playing with the grass between her feet. “I care.”
“Why?” Zell asked, amazed.
“Because I thought I was in love with him.” Rinoa stared off at nothing. “Maybe this is what Quistis felt for Squall,” She muttered.
Zell sat there for a moment longer, then he shook his head in amazement. “Look, I’m gonna go.”
“Zell,” Rinoa said, looking up at him as he stood. He paused, lingering enough to turn to her. “I’d like the chance to do more next time.”
“Huh?” He said, confused.
“Last time, we didn’t do much,” Rinoa said. “I want to do more, with you.” Zell got a confused look on his face. “It won’t be weird. In fact, it’ll be perfect.”
“Why?” Zell asked.
Rinoa stared forward, a coy and contented smile on her face. “You’ll understand once you sleep with Diablos.”

Rinoa stepped into her room, wearing a pair of flannel pajamas, her semi-wet hair splattered across her back. Freshly scrubbed, she glanced down at Angelo as he kicked in his pet bed, happily asleep. “Chasing more bite bugs?” She asked to the dog, laughing.
She draped her towel over the clothes rack and lay down on her bed with a huff. The nighttime sky was prominent through her window, the only light in her room the tiny bedside reading lamp by her bed.
Rinoa sighed contentedly, then held her hands up to her chest. With a flow of free air, she held her hands out. “Carbuncle!” She called.
On the ground before her, a tiny little black hole opened up. Out from the whole popped a tiny teal head. The head lifted up shyly, looking around. Rinoa squatted down before the little creature and smiled. “Hello there,” She said.
The little creature spotted Rinoa and immediately jumped up out of the hole and flew to her. She accepted it in her arms and held it close like a stuffed animal. She shook a bit like a child, waiting for Carbuncle to finally move. But the adorable little creature just stayed within her embrace, happy to hug her.
Rinoa waited for a moment, then sighed. “Why not?” She said to herself, somewhat disappointed. She carried the little creature over to her bed and pulled the covers back. Lying down, she pulled the covers over her body and reached up to click off the light.
Carbuncle stayed attached to her, lovingly nuzzling her as he hugged her. Rinoa smiled at the display of devotion, rubbing his long hand. She scratched the space between his ears and skated her fingers down to rub his nose. But as she passed over the ruby gem within his forehead, her body suddenly shook. An intense, but brief wave of delight shot over her.
In the darkness of her narrow room, she looked down at the little creature within her arms. It still hugged her close; completely unaware of anything that had happened. Rinoa stared for a moment, then hesitantly reached up to touch the red gem again.
Just like the first time a powerful sensation rushed through her, as if every erotic zone in her body had just been caressed. Panting just a bit, Rinoa smiled with childlike glee. She put her middle finger at the top of the gem and began to trace a long, deliberate path around the edge of the gem.
Her body nearly went mad from torment. Numerous, endless, waves of anxious delight built up across her body, her system more than ready to give in to the crashing surf of joy. Rinoa began to circle her finger faster and faster around the little creature that contentedly hugged her, her emotions only building. Release tormented her as she kicked her legs unconsciously, her moans falling on deaf ears.
Her finger continued to trace the circle around the gem until she couldn’t take it any more. Whimpering and moaning, she finally shot her finger over the very body of the gem.
Rinoa nearly threw Carbuncle off the bed as her whole body arched into the explosion of emotions. She fought to keep from screaming too loud, but the series of orgasms slammed into her all at once.
She fell back to her bed, gasping desperately. As soon as she lied back down, Carbuncle jumped back into her embrace, clinging to her with contented joy. Rinoa panted for a moment longer, then immediately began to circle the gem again. Carbuncle graciously accepted the attention as Rinoa began to spin her finger around the surface of the gem. Every sensitive spot on her body set on fire with orgasmic delight. She moaned and screamed as she felt a hundred hands attend perfectly to every secret spot she had.
She leaned into Carbuncle, covering him against the bed. She lowered to his head and began to lick the gem. He nuzzled up against her, delighted at the sensation. But with each and every stroke, a powerful rush of ecstasy rushed through her. She greedily lapped away at the gem, unable to resist the boundless joy that came over and over and over, with each caress of her tongue.
So desperate for more, Rinoa opened her mouth, enveloping the gem in her mouth, using ever trick she knew. She sucked on it as she licked it carefully with her tongue, humming even. Each new attempt made the emotions that much more intense and that much more powerful. And all the while, Carbuncle gratefully clung to her, delighted to be with her.
The night passed away as Rinoa clutched to the guardian force, driving herself mad with each motion.