My new fic, I thought I would add a little humor into my
writing, so I brought back a little character I call Passion, you gotta
love her.Or hate her, whatever. This fic is like The Family Man, and It's a
Wonderful Life, and all those movies. But I do not own ffviii Squaresoft
does. So r/r.
My Complicated Life
Chapter 1: Passion Returns
It had been twelve years since the final battle, almost exactly to the date, and the world was much the same as it was. There had been no breakthroughs in science, no unity of different places, no change that would be noted in the history books. The only thing that was different was the people of the world, especially the famous and infamous of their times. The six teenagers who saved the world were now adults and all settled for the most part. Squall and Rinoa ran the Garden together, and were married.In fact, they were the first of the group to be married, and it was a rather spontaneous decision for the pair. They had been twenty one, in love, and on vacation in Deiling City, which is the gambling, and drinking capitol of the world, and they found themselves getting married at three o clock in the morning. Selphie had become an instructor, surprisingly, and was the student's favorite due to her friendly nature, but they knew all to well that you should not get on Selphie's bad side. They had all seen the way she got around Irvine if he did something wrong, which is probably why their marriage didn't work out. Irvine would flirt, Selphie would overreact, and they would end up not speaking to each other for a week, so they filed for divorce. Irvine himself became very distant after the brake up, and concentrated on his work, which was being a sniper for the SeeD unit deployed into the field. Finally, and most ironically, there was Quistis and Zell, who perhaps got together because of pity. Zell had just broken up with the librarian Kate, and was upset, so he turned to Quistis who was lonely in her own right, so they became a couple. Quistis regrets it now, because she had never realized what a temper Zell had behind his energetic ways. Sometimes things in their house got ugly.
Of course, the people of importance weren't just the heroes; there were also the villains involved. Raijin and Fuujin had unfortunately been killed by a drunken mob out for revenge, and even though Raijin and Fuujin had reformed, some people were still angry. That left Seifer, the ringleader, the knight behind the evil. Well, he had lived through the glares, and mobs, but that was about as far as he got. He had scrounged up dead end jobs throughout the years, but due to his background, he was never able to stick to a job. So now he sits in a bar, wondering what life would have been like if things went differently.
"Another shot?" asked the bar tender with his surly voice.
"Sure, why not," Seifer watched through the smoke as the man poured him some more liquor. Every night he came to the same bar, had four shots, and left, depressed. Why had he been such a stupid child? If he hadn't gone after Rinoa in Timber, like Quistis had told him, then he wouldn't be such a loser.
The bar was small, with a pool table in one corner and a pinball machine in another, all in all it was nothing special. Tonight there were a few older truck drivers there, getting drunk off their asses, and a woman sitting at the bar, about 10 seats from himself. It was an odd occurrence, a woman being in this bar, after all a very bad reputation followed it. She wore a shiny maroon belly shirt with no sleeves, and matching pants. Her hair was burgundy, and in a pony tail, she was attractive, but he wasn't attracted to her for some odd reason.
"Hey sweetie, why don't you bring your little self over here?!" cat called one of the truckers to her. She smiled.
"Sure, because you know, I am into beer bellied, greasy old perverts," she didn't even bother to look at him, she just stared straight ahead with that overly confident smirk on her face. The man jumped up in a drunken rage and made his way over to her. Instinctively, she stood up and started to back away from him.
"What the hell did you say bitch?!" she was pinned against a wall now, helpless, "I know, you weren't being sarcastic at all, were you?! You want it!"
She just stood there cowering, not saying a word.
"Well?" he waited, "Say it!!!" she still didn't do anything, and so the man thought it would be wise to teach her a lesson. So, he raised his fist to strike her, but thanks to Seifer's cat like reflexes, his hand was caught just inches from her face. She quickly ran away from the scene.
"Leave the lady alone," Seifer sad coolly, bringing down the man's hand.
"Are you looking to get your ass whipped boy?!"
"Oh yes, I'm sure you could," Seifer jested. The man infuriated once more charged at Seifer, but Seifer simply darted out of the way, sending the man crashing into the wall. The man regained his composure and grabbed Seifer by the shoulders, which was a painful mistake. The man looked at Seifer's face, expecting to see a horrified look, but all he saw was a bored expression, and he wondered why. Suddenly a boot to the face told him why as Seifer lifted his leg up almost completely straight. The trucker fell onto the floor, unconscious, and none of his buddies dare go after Seifer now. He looked down at the crumpled heap and turned to the bartender, reached into his pockets and pulled out some gil which he threw on the table.
"Keep the change," he said as he walked out the bar and into the cold winter night, but he didn't get far before he heard rapidly approaching footsteps behind him.
"Hey!" said the female voice, "Wait up!" but he didn't slow down, eventually she caught up, "Didn't you hear me?"
"Yes," he said simply, not looking at her.
"I just wanted to thank you.Hey would you stop a second!" she grabbed his arm and turned him so that he was facing her. His sea green eyes pierced into her with a glare, but she just gave a little laugh.
"What is so funny?"
"You really think you could intimidate me with you glare? Me? Being who I am?" she laughed some more, which jus annoyed him.
"Big talk from somebody who almost got crushed by a fist back there," but his words only made her laugh more.
"That was just a test, but thank you anyway," her laughter subsided and she stuffed her hands into her back pockets.
"A test?" he made a little grunt and started to walk away, but she stopped him one more.
"I insist I repay you," she had a devilish look in her eye that made him rise an eyebrow, "No! Not like that, cha."
"I don't see how." she cut him off.
"I talk you listen," she said forcefully, "I have been hearing you for years and years, and I am really, really sick of it! I mean you depress me, and I being Passion, the almighty Feeling, am not supposed to get depressed! So anyway I am granting your fondest wish, just to get you to stop ruining other people's relationships!"
"Always with the crazy ones," he sighed and started walking.
"You'll see!" she called after him, "You'll thank me come tomorrow!" but he just kept walking until he came to his rundown apartment building where he changed and went to bed.
Seifer awoke the next morning with the harsh sunlight stinging his eyes, which was odd because his apartment had no windows except for the one in his bathroom. Something else odd he noticed was extra weight on him. He looked around, but he was no longer in his dank little home, but in a bedroom about as big as his apartment with the scent of the ocean flowing in from open French doors. Then at his side he noticed a blond half on his chest sleeping soundly. He immediately recognized her as Quistis Trepe.Dear Hyne where was he?
Well? I got inspired, but don't worry I am still working on the Gypsy's Curse, I just wanted to lighten up my writing. So r/r and thanks in adance
My Complicated Life
Chapter 1: Passion Returns
It had been twelve years since the final battle, almost exactly to the date, and the world was much the same as it was. There had been no breakthroughs in science, no unity of different places, no change that would be noted in the history books. The only thing that was different was the people of the world, especially the famous and infamous of their times. The six teenagers who saved the world were now adults and all settled for the most part. Squall and Rinoa ran the Garden together, and were married.In fact, they were the first of the group to be married, and it was a rather spontaneous decision for the pair. They had been twenty one, in love, and on vacation in Deiling City, which is the gambling, and drinking capitol of the world, and they found themselves getting married at three o clock in the morning. Selphie had become an instructor, surprisingly, and was the student's favorite due to her friendly nature, but they knew all to well that you should not get on Selphie's bad side. They had all seen the way she got around Irvine if he did something wrong, which is probably why their marriage didn't work out. Irvine would flirt, Selphie would overreact, and they would end up not speaking to each other for a week, so they filed for divorce. Irvine himself became very distant after the brake up, and concentrated on his work, which was being a sniper for the SeeD unit deployed into the field. Finally, and most ironically, there was Quistis and Zell, who perhaps got together because of pity. Zell had just broken up with the librarian Kate, and was upset, so he turned to Quistis who was lonely in her own right, so they became a couple. Quistis regrets it now, because she had never realized what a temper Zell had behind his energetic ways. Sometimes things in their house got ugly.
Of course, the people of importance weren't just the heroes; there were also the villains involved. Raijin and Fuujin had unfortunately been killed by a drunken mob out for revenge, and even though Raijin and Fuujin had reformed, some people were still angry. That left Seifer, the ringleader, the knight behind the evil. Well, he had lived through the glares, and mobs, but that was about as far as he got. He had scrounged up dead end jobs throughout the years, but due to his background, he was never able to stick to a job. So now he sits in a bar, wondering what life would have been like if things went differently.
"Another shot?" asked the bar tender with his surly voice.
"Sure, why not," Seifer watched through the smoke as the man poured him some more liquor. Every night he came to the same bar, had four shots, and left, depressed. Why had he been such a stupid child? If he hadn't gone after Rinoa in Timber, like Quistis had told him, then he wouldn't be such a loser.
The bar was small, with a pool table in one corner and a pinball machine in another, all in all it was nothing special. Tonight there were a few older truck drivers there, getting drunk off their asses, and a woman sitting at the bar, about 10 seats from himself. It was an odd occurrence, a woman being in this bar, after all a very bad reputation followed it. She wore a shiny maroon belly shirt with no sleeves, and matching pants. Her hair was burgundy, and in a pony tail, she was attractive, but he wasn't attracted to her for some odd reason.
"Hey sweetie, why don't you bring your little self over here?!" cat called one of the truckers to her. She smiled.
"Sure, because you know, I am into beer bellied, greasy old perverts," she didn't even bother to look at him, she just stared straight ahead with that overly confident smirk on her face. The man jumped up in a drunken rage and made his way over to her. Instinctively, she stood up and started to back away from him.
"What the hell did you say bitch?!" she was pinned against a wall now, helpless, "I know, you weren't being sarcastic at all, were you?! You want it!"
She just stood there cowering, not saying a word.
"Well?" he waited, "Say it!!!" she still didn't do anything, and so the man thought it would be wise to teach her a lesson. So, he raised his fist to strike her, but thanks to Seifer's cat like reflexes, his hand was caught just inches from her face. She quickly ran away from the scene.
"Leave the lady alone," Seifer sad coolly, bringing down the man's hand.
"Are you looking to get your ass whipped boy?!"
"Oh yes, I'm sure you could," Seifer jested. The man infuriated once more charged at Seifer, but Seifer simply darted out of the way, sending the man crashing into the wall. The man regained his composure and grabbed Seifer by the shoulders, which was a painful mistake. The man looked at Seifer's face, expecting to see a horrified look, but all he saw was a bored expression, and he wondered why. Suddenly a boot to the face told him why as Seifer lifted his leg up almost completely straight. The trucker fell onto the floor, unconscious, and none of his buddies dare go after Seifer now. He looked down at the crumpled heap and turned to the bartender, reached into his pockets and pulled out some gil which he threw on the table.
"Keep the change," he said as he walked out the bar and into the cold winter night, but he didn't get far before he heard rapidly approaching footsteps behind him.
"Hey!" said the female voice, "Wait up!" but he didn't slow down, eventually she caught up, "Didn't you hear me?"
"Yes," he said simply, not looking at her.
"I just wanted to thank you.Hey would you stop a second!" she grabbed his arm and turned him so that he was facing her. His sea green eyes pierced into her with a glare, but she just gave a little laugh.
"What is so funny?"
"You really think you could intimidate me with you glare? Me? Being who I am?" she laughed some more, which jus annoyed him.
"Big talk from somebody who almost got crushed by a fist back there," but his words only made her laugh more.
"That was just a test, but thank you anyway," her laughter subsided and she stuffed her hands into her back pockets.
"A test?" he made a little grunt and started to walk away, but she stopped him one more.
"I insist I repay you," she had a devilish look in her eye that made him rise an eyebrow, "No! Not like that, cha."
"I don't see how." she cut him off.
"I talk you listen," she said forcefully, "I have been hearing you for years and years, and I am really, really sick of it! I mean you depress me, and I being Passion, the almighty Feeling, am not supposed to get depressed! So anyway I am granting your fondest wish, just to get you to stop ruining other people's relationships!"
"Always with the crazy ones," he sighed and started walking.
"You'll see!" she called after him, "You'll thank me come tomorrow!" but he just kept walking until he came to his rundown apartment building where he changed and went to bed.
Seifer awoke the next morning with the harsh sunlight stinging his eyes, which was odd because his apartment had no windows except for the one in his bathroom. Something else odd he noticed was extra weight on him. He looked around, but he was no longer in his dank little home, but in a bedroom about as big as his apartment with the scent of the ocean flowing in from open French doors. Then at his side he noticed a blond half on his chest sleeping soundly. He immediately recognized her as Quistis Trepe.Dear Hyne where was he?
Well? I got inspired, but don't worry I am still working on the Gypsy's Curse, I just wanted to lighten up my writing. So r/r and thanks in adance