Welcome Squall Leonhart.
From: "Fujin"  < wind_goddess@balambgarden.net >
To: "Squall Leonhart"  < squallleonhart823@balambgarden.net >
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Subject: GROUNDED

Squall,

Hey. How've you been? It must be really nice to be the head honcho at Balamb Garden. God, can't you just remember the days where you were taking orders? It's insane, isn't it? I remember back in the day, you and I got into all kinds of scrapes. It must really be something knowing that you get to give me orders now, isn't it? You're lucky the boys and I comply with you so easily. I think Seifer has his own ideas about what "Restricted to your rooms for two weeks with only the Cafeteria and Infirmary Wards available to you" means, but don't worry. Rage and I have been playing nicely. 

I don't know what kind of place actually allows for male/female bunking, but I highly enjoy it. Rage and I are learning Triple Triad and getting dang good at it. We've confiscated so many cards that we can build the ultimate defense up. Once our two weeks is up I plan to spread all sorts of new rules that I've read about on the internet. 

OH! And have you ever played Chocobo World on the PocketStation? It's so awesome. I'm addicted. I finally put it down to write this e-mail. Rage said I needed to take a break, so I told him I'd write you an e-mail if he wrote you one too. That jerk is already done with his, but that's just men for you. They never have anything good to say. Like yesterday- OMG, you would not believe it. So I'm getting dressed in my bed since I didn't feel like walking all the way to the girls' bathroom, when suddenly my comforter slips off my bed. I grabbed it quickly enough, but not before exposing my bare booty to Raijin. It was in full view, and I KNOW Rage was looking. His jaw has carpet burns since it's still yet to retract from the floor. So I grab the covers and finish changing and look over at him and he doesn't say a damn thing. I mean damn! He comments to me about every "fine-ass" we pass walking around the Garden, but then he gets the sight of a lifetime when my luscious booty is exposed and he says nothing! No "Wow, Fujin. Nice butt." or anything like that. He hasn't even taken to calling me "Sweetcheeks"! He just acts like it never happened! Is this a boy thing? Does he secretly want me to be his girlfriend? I mean, I think we're just friends, but it's not like I haven't been dropping hints around like wildfire. 

After the comforter incident I've been slipping things into conversations and he just doesn't pick up on them. The comforter was an accident, but this morning when I woke up and "didn't notice" I'd fallen out of my shirt, I mean come on. Does he think I'm that inept? I hope none of this will make you change your policies as far as male/female rooms. I really love spending all day every day with him. I'm just giving him all these free shows and he's not even telling me I'm hot. Maybe he just respects our "just friends" relationship, but who couldn't resist my curves? 

Also: why do so many guys stare at my eyepatch? Are they scared off by the fact that I might have a bum eye? I won't tell you if I do or not. You might tell everybody the truth, and NOBODY can know the truth. Except Rage. I told him when we were telling secrets to each other last night during Truth or Dare. And what's so un-serious about a dare involving "slap my ass"? I tell him that and he's just like "Come on, Fuge. Seriously, ya know?" I usually drop it after he says that, but still.... God, we've never talked like this before, Squall! It's so fun! I'll keep in touch, I swear! I just love talking to you like this!

~Fujin