Rinoa climbed off of the steaming train and waited for Seifer to join her.  The tall, blonde man appeared from the train bearing a traveling bag for each of them.  Rinoa grinned, leading the way out of the Timber station.  The sky was bright and blue, with small, puffy, white clouds sailing like
 rafts in an azure sea.  A strong breeze ruffled Rinoa's dark hair, she brushed a few strands out of her face, regarding Seifer with her warm eyes.
 

 Seifer's face was a cold counterpart to Rinoa's.  He examined every section of street, every person that strolled by.  The hilt of Seifer's gunblade was in easy reach, just peeking out from underneath his long, gray duster.
 Rinoa gave Seifer a brief tour of Timber, pointing out the transmission station, the shops, and the publishing house of Timber Maniacs Magazine.  Seifer was examining the display window of a weapon shop with interest when Rinoa tugged on his right arm and announced that they had reached Timber's
 best inn, the Timber Hostel.  The companions entered the Hostel and walked up to the Information counter.  A pleasant, young lady bowed to Seifer and Rinoa, asking if they wished a room.  Seifer rented a room for the night, nodding for Rinoa to lead the way.  Rinoa headed up a stairwell and down
 a short hallway, the walls decorated in rich, wooden paneling.  Brass lanterns set within the walls provided a soft, golden light.  Rinoa unlocked the door to the bedroom and went inside, Seifer close behind her.  He set down the bags while Rinoa threw open the room's drapes and allowed the sunl
ight
 

 "Where do we meet with the other Forest Owls?" asked Seifer, sitting heavily on the edge of the bed.

 "There's a safe house where we'll all rendevous tonight," answered Rinoa, sitting next to Seifer.  "Thank you for coming with me to aid the Owls against Galbadia."

 "I've got some time before the next semester starts," shrugged Seifer.

 "I'm sorry you didn't graduate," offered Rinoa, resting one of her small hands over Seifer's.

 "I've got one more chance to pass my field exam.  I will become a SeeD," swore Seifer confidently.

 "I know you will," murmured Rinoa, pressing close to Seifer and kissing his cool lips.

 "We better get some rest.  We'll need to be alert tonight," advised Seifer, kissing Rinoa's soft hair.
*****

 The night was as clear and warm as the day.  Stars twinkled overhead, bathing the streets of Timber in dim radiance.  Seifer and Rinoa hid within the mouth of an alley, waiting while a squad of three Galbadian soldiers marched past.  Rinoa clung to Seifer, her body trembling next to his.  Seifer
 stroked the young woman's arm, reassuring her.  Rinoa smiled gratefully, then tilted her head towards the street.  Seifer checked the entire length of the street before emerging and resuming the clandestine journey to the Forest Owl safe house.  Four more blocks and they would be safe.  Rinoa fo
llowed Seifer into the street, unaware of the three Galbadians that had circled back around and entered the other end of the alley.  One of the blue-uniformed soldiers raised his rifle and smashed the butt of it against the back of Rinoa's neck.  Rinoa fell like a dead weight, not even uttering a
 moa
 

 The Galbadians opened fire, the muzzles of their dark rifles spitting flame.  Seifer staggered back as bullets tore into his black tunic and gray coat.  Bleeding heavily onto the cobbled street, Seifer fled from the attacking soldiers, disappearing down an alleyway to the right.

 "Track him and finish him off!" ordered the Galbadian officer as three more soldiers joined his squad.

 The two soldiers who had shot Seifer raced down the street after their target.  Two of the new arrivals picked up Rinoa's limp body.

 "Let's take this one to headquarters," ordered the officer, ushering his men before him.
*****
 

 The two Galbadian soldiers carefully set Rinoa down upon a bright, metal, interrogation table.  The Galbadian officer in charge of the squad entered the small, well-lit room with his sergeant.

 "You said you recognized her?" asked the officer.

 "Yes, sir!" nodded the sergeant.  "Her name is Rinoa.  She's the daughter of General Caraway."

 The two men guarding Rinoa's motionless body glanced apprehensively at each other.

 "We'd best send word to the general that we've recovered his daughter," replied the officer, tugging on his collar.

 "Yes, sir," agreed the sergeant, leaving the room.

 "You men, guard her until I return.  If she wakes up, keep her here, but do not harm her, understand?"

 "Yes, sir!" acknowledged both soldiers, saluting smartly.

 The officer nodded before departing.

 "Hard to believe she's the daughter of a Galbadian general," said the tall soldier.

 "She's a tasty, little thing," leered the short soldier.

 "Forget it, man!  If we get caught, it's the firing squad for us!"

 "We won't get caught," snorted the short soldier, "the LT won't be done with the comm line for hours."

 "She does look sweet," admitted the tall soldier, licking his lips as he stared at Rinoa's outstretched body.

 "Go on, have a taste," grinned the short soldier, closing on the metal table.
 The two soldiers rolled Rinoa onto her back.  The short man slipped off her blue jacket while his comrade tugged off her ankle boots.  As the short soldier unbuttoned Rinoa's black tunic, the tall guard slid off her tight, black leggings.  The girl's underwear came off last, leaving her naked on
 the cold table, unconscious and alluring.

 The short soldier reached forward to fondle Rinoa's breasts.  He groaned softly, his hands squeezing and groping over the girl's firm, warm tits.  The tall soldier spread Rinoa's legs apart, bending down to lick her smooth, slim thighs, then to bury his nose in her musky bush of dark pubic hair.
  The breast-fondling soldier began licking Rinoa's nipples, caressing them to hardness.  The tall soldier ran his hands over Rinoa's luscious legs, licking her cunt, slurping wetly on her small clit.  Rinoa moaned softly, faintly aware of the violation of her body.  The girl's skin became warmer
, her breasts shuddered in the short soldier's grasp.  Honey appeared within Rinoa's pussy, the tall guard pushed his mouth inside, licking the girl's juices from the tender walls of her vagina.
Extremely aroused, the short guard unzipped his pants and pulled out his stiff cock.  He turned Rinoa's slack face towards his crotch, squeezing her mouth open, then sliding his shaft between her loose, moist lips.  The guard groaned in bliss, slipping his cock deep into Rinoa's throat, her lips
caressing the length of his meat.
 

 The tall Galbadian soldier climbed onto the table, lowered his pants, and grabbed hold of Rinoa's curvaceous hips.  He drove his cock into Rinoa's moist cunt, stabbing deep into her vagina.Rinoa's senseless body rocked over the metal table as the guard thrust into her over and over, his prick ex
panding inside her cunt, stroking the sides of her vagina until her hole was oozing with her rich nectar.  The short guard fucking Rinoa's mouth removed his dripping cock, slid it across her face, coating her cheeks with gleaming trails of cum.  He rubbed the bloated head of his member over Rinoa
's pink, sensual lips, then slipped his shaft back inside the girl's unresisting mouth, pumping back and forth between her jaws.  The short guard twisted Rinoa's left nipple, grinning as he watched his comrade pound between the girl's open legs, his crotch slapping loudly against Rinoa's cunt.  T
he tall Galbadian soldier impaled Rinoa faster and faster, finally pulling out of the naked girl and spewing a rain of sticky cream over Rinoa's comatose body.  The short guard gasped, slowly wi
 

 "We better clean her up before LT gets back," suggested the tall soldier.

 "I'll make sure the coast is clear, you carry her," instructed the short guard.  He moved to the door, opened it a sliver, and peeked to see if the way was safe.

 The tall soldier flung Rinoa over his left shoulder.  The naked girl reeked of sex, the man couldn't resist licking her tight, left buttock when his friend wasn't looking.
 Motioning with his right hand, the short guard led the way down a passage into one of the shower rooms.  While the short soldier watched the hallway, the tall Galbadian switched on a shower stall and placed Rinoa beneath the pounding spray.  Semen washed off of Rinoa's creamy skin, the guard hol
ding her upright as he scrubbed her clean with a small washcloth.  When Rinoa was done, the tall guard carried her out of the shower and dried her with a long, white towel.
 

 "Hurry up!" urged the short soldier, his face gleaming with sweat.

 The tall soldier replaced Rinoa over his shoulder, hitting his friend's arm to signal that he was done.  The two men and their naked, unconscious charge were heading back to the interrogation room when a thunderous roar echoed down the passage.
 Smoke billowed through the hallway, choking the two stunned Galbadians.  Seifer emerged from the black fog, gunblade in hand.  When he spied Rinoa naked across the tall man's shoulder, Seifer's eyes ignited into twin suns of hatred.  He roared in fury, raising his gunblade in both hands, leaping
 toward the terrified soldiers.  Seifer split the short soldier from throat to crotch, intestines and other organs flopping out to splash onto the polished floor.  The tall Galbadian dropped Rinoa and fled as fast as his long legs would propel him.  Seifer smiled coldly, raising his left palm, ca
lling upon his magic.  Fire blossomed in Seifer's open hand, it sizzled forth, a bolt of blinding, red hot flame that smashed into the fleeing soldier and enveloped him, turning the man into a screaming torch.  The blackened husk that had once been a man fell bonelessly to the floor of the passag
e.
 

 Seifer knelt next to Rinoa, checked her throat for a pulse.  Smiling in relief when he confirmed that she was alive, Seifer took Rinoa into his arms, cradling her as he made his escape from the Galbadian compound.
*****
 

 Rinoa rested comfortably in their bed at the Hostel, covered by thick quilts, the sun beaming in to illuminate her gentle, angelic features.  Seifer was stretched out next to Rinoa, nibbling on a sweet cake.

 "Do you want anything more to eat or drink?" asked Seifer, licking frosting from his fingers.

 "Uh!  No!  I'm gonna burst!" giggled Rinoa.

 "Do you..do you remember anything during your captivity?" asked Seifer reluctantly.

 "Uh, uh," replied Rinoa, gently shaking her head.  "I remember a stabbing pain on the back of my neck, then I woke up here, with you next to me."

 "That's good," sighed Seifer, kissing Rinoa's smooth forehead.

 "What happened to me?" asked Rinoa in a small voice.

 "You were in a cell when I found you.  They must have been holding you there until they could get someone to interrogate you."

 Seifer stroked Rinoa's warm cheek, kissed her soft lips.

 "Sleep, now.  We'll get in touch with the Owls when you're up to full strength."

 Rinoa smiled, her eyes fluttering shut as sleep claimed her.
 Seifer rose from the bed, and clutched his throbbing side.  He staggered to his bag of gear, jerking the bag open and removing a slender, blue bottle.  He uncorked the bottle and drained it dry, grateful when the healing potion removed the last of his injuries.  Replacing the empty bottle inside
 his bag, Seifer crossed the room to the large window, sat on the sill, and looked back at Rinoa sleeping peacefully in the sunlight.
 

The End.