When angels deserve to die

Hey guys, this little gem popped into my head at work, of all places. It was meant to be a one shot, but I think it's gonna be a two or (more likely) a three shot. I have a plan! (For once), so it shall be good.*edit*ok, more than a 2 shot now that I've started writing.

All my disclaimers will be at the end of chapters, incase they give anything away.

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When Angels Deserve To Die

October 30th. Halloween eve, as Selphie liked to call it. 1:20 pm in Balamb garden, and the majority of people ( seeds, students and faculty alike) were running around shopping for, fixing, adjusting and making Halloween costumes.

The garden was also in the midst of being decorated with pumpkins, skulls, bats, cobwebs and such like care of Selphie and her festival committee 'volunteers'.

The only person who seemed not to be running around stressed was, for the first time ever, Quistis Trepe. She was kicking back, enjoying a cup of coffee.

After finishing a 3 foot tall stack of paper work she found out that she, infact, had nothing that needed to be done. Realising this wouldn't happen very often, she decided to enjoy it.

So sitting at the back of the canteen, on the new Starbucks-styled sofas, was Quistis; coffee in one hand, ipod in the other. no one needed to know that the prim and proper Quistis Trepe was sitting listening to Nightwish…after all, she never did seem the metal head type…looks are deceptive.

She was one of those people who, after buying a new album, listened to it constantly, yet never managed to get sick of it. Darkpassion play was rapidly becoming her favourite that she barely had the time to do it, she realised how relaxing people watching actually was.

'Best keep that in mind'.

One person in particular kept catching her attention. They seemed to be weaving through the crowd at an awesome pace. Bye the time she realised who it was, it was too late for Quistis to run…

So she pulled out the head phones, looked up and attempted to smile.

"Good afternoon Selphie"

"Hiya Quistis! Whatya upto?"

The girl couldn't have been bouncier or smilier if she tried. And wow, could she be trying…

" I was just relaxing, while I had some free time ", he nodded in the direction of the coffee and the ipod.

"Aahh, so not upto much then? Well, I was kinda wondering…"

'Oh, here we go…'

"You were wondering?"

" If you would help me get the last minute bits and pieces for tomorrow ?"

"Tomorrow?", the second she spoke the words and saw Selphie's face fall, she knew what she meant…but it was too late as Selphie had already started her rant.

"Tomorrow?!?! TOMORROW!!! Halloween Quistis, you know…dressing up…candy…bad jokes…and only the most super special awesome Halloween party EVER!!!"

Well, that was Quistis told… Being a good friend, she didn't really feel like she had a choice.

"Emm…sure…ok…"

"Really?!? YAY!!!"

"When do you want to go?"

Selphie glanced over at the clock on the wall, hoping it would aid her decision.

"Well, I need to go and find out what I still need to get for my costume…oh, what are you going as?"

Quistis had, in her state of relaxation, completely forgotten that she was, at that moment, costume-less.

"Well…emmm…nothing…yet…"

Selphie stood there, mouth gaping in a fish like manor, as if Quistis had just told her the most offensive joke she could come up with.

"You…you…NOTHING?!? Right, to your room…NOW!"

This demand confused Quistis, as it made Selphie sound like as if she was punishing a child for bad behaviour, not an instructor for lack of Halloween costume.

"Why?", was her simple attempt to sort out what Selphie was planning.

It was only a simple sentence as she was trying to pick up her ipod and not be pulled off her feet as Selphie dragged her to her room. Damn, she was strong for a little person!

"So that we (though the obvious meaning was I) can raid through your wardrobe for…inspiration."

"Ah…ok then…I guess…"

Remembering as best she could the contents of her wardrobe, Quistis didn't hold out much hope.

"Right…" was all that Selphie said as they reached Quistis' dorm.

Again confused, Quistis asked another brilliantly intelligent one word question.

"What?"

"Well Quistis, unlike Seifer, I don't think its appropriate behaviour to try to break down someone's door…"

"Ah, fair point…"

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The 'Seifer incident' had happened a few weeks earlier. He had passed his final instructor exam and had, therefore, completed his instructor training. Junior instructor Almasy now taught gunblade lessons, including his favourite part…theory.

He was also used as a guest teacher for history and magic units that dealt with sorceresses and knights, possession and general 'evil wants to take over the world' topics.

It worked for him as a sort of therapy. He wasn't one to spill his guts to some stranger, but talking from experience helped him put thing into perspective.

Quistis had been tutoring him on how to pass the exam, so when he passed he decided to celebrate with her. So, champagne in one hand and glasses in the other, he decided, due to having full hands, to attempt to kick open her door…assuming it wasn't locked…

BIG mistake…

Not only was it locked, Quistis' dorm was one that had maintenance recently done, so it had a brand spanking new reinforced titanium door.

Quistis went to the door to find out what the noise was,

'I don't remember locking it…oh well…'

What she discovered was a certain Junior Instructor Almasy (she had checked the test scores already) limping around, swearing like a banshee, complete with a champagne bottle in one hand, and glasses in the other.

'Oh hyne, only Seifer would need an infirmary trip after a written exam…'

An hour later, when Seifer had been released after his leg was x-rayed and strapped up, they sat in Quistis' living room and laughed at his stupidity.

Well, Quistis did most of the laughing, but Seifer did join in now and wasn't a bad soul, when you got to know him…just not many people got that far…

Seifer disappeared for 10 minutes…only to reappear with two more bottles of champagne.

It was going to be a fun night…

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DISCLAIMER- i dont own nightwish or amaranth (as much as i want to), little kurriboh's clever comments or any other comments my friends said at our halloween party and i thought sounded good here

So, anyone enjoying this little fun story so far? It is only the first chapter and I plan to have ATLEAST another chapter up this evening

Drop in and give ma a little review ta

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