!!!NEW 2010 Author's note: I really want to thank everyone who has reviewed, favoured and/or enjoyed this story through these couple of years that this story has existed. You've been a BIG support for me in my uncertain youth and I mean NO DISRESPECT AT ALL when I say that I'm displeased with this story. I do not consider this fanfic to be on par with my current standards, but still somehow I find it quite endearing even with all of the problems. Probably because it was my first. But nowadays, with both my english and my writing having improved by leaps and bounds, I see that this story is a hell of a mess and it is in fact quite embarrassing for me to read. There are some ideas I like in the later chapters, but I'm not sure it is enough for me to warrant a complete rewrite. But maybe someday I will rewrite this story, or at least edit it heavily.
Through some change in ffnet, the quotation marks have disappeared from the story, making it now a bit more challenging to read than before. I reformatted the first chapter back to the way it was, with all the quotation marks on their places, but I haven't done the rest of the chapters.
From here on out, after this author's note, all of the text (the author's notes as well as the chapters themselves) are unchanged and in their original form (minus the missing quotation marks). And this is the way it's going to stay, at least for the time being. There's no need at the moment for pointing out misspellings in the story or anything of the sort, because it is very likely that I'm already aware of them and I'm just not going to change or correct them right now. Same goes for possible serious complaints about the characters, the storyline or the writing itself (possible inconsistencies, repetitiveness of the descriptions and so on)... trust me, I'm aware of these.
I'm more than eager to hear people's views on all of these things, but I'm just saying that the criticising itself has no point anymore in the case of this fanfic. For my newer fanfics though, it is a different matter. With them I need all the feedback people are willing to give me. For this, I'm inviting everyone to join and read my stories on my other pen name, which name I will reveal on Terra Trepe's profile sometime later on.
Thank you for reading and please be gentle with my first-born :)
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Shared Feelings
Written by Terra Trepe
Chapter 1: Thinking of You
The time has flown like magic. The world has found its balance for the first time in centuries.
After the whole war against Ultimecia, the people have come more suspicious when it comes to sorceresses and magic. Slowly but surely, the Gardens of the world has gained the trust of the world, thanks to the leader of the Balamb Garden, who has become to known as a hero who saved the world with his friends...
"The hero..." The long golden haired woman, named Quistis, sighed as she traced the contours of her face with her slim fingers, looking absently to the neutral coloured floor.
Everyone thought him as a hero... 'the hero', which they used to call him, was her former student , her Squall .
"Instructor Trepe... Are you listening me ?" The unsure, trembling voice pulled Quistis out of her dreamy state back into the real world.
"What did you say?" Quistis asked perhaps too quickly, when she realized that she had said her thoughts aloud.
"Are you feeling alright, Instructor ? You look a little blushed." The student said as he looked toward his instructor, who sat behind the table, getting more blushed from her inconvenient state.
"Oh, I'm alright . Yeah, I'm alright..." Quistis muttered silently, trying to assure the student and herself with those lying words, but only getting her student more concerned than before. She straightened her position on her chair and picked her pen up, which was on her desk, and she started unconsciously to flip the pen around her slim fingers.
" Alright, let's do this..." Quistis started saying, laying the pen carefully down to the desk.
"You leave that writing to me and I tell you what I think about it after I've read it if that's alright with you, Michael?" Quistis finally said after an unpleased moment of silence between her and the student, wanting to get some peace alone.
"Alright Instructor. See you tomorrow. Goodbye." Michael said as he left the pile of papers to the table and walked out of the empty classroom to the noisy hall of the second floor.
" Yeah goodbye, Michael ." Quistis said after her student, who had already left the room, and as she heard the medal door sliding close, she once again let herself to fall back to her daily forbidden thoughts of him.
"Squall..." Quistis sighed as she leaned her head to her glowed hands.
She had held those kinds of feelings toward him for a long time already, but never really getting any reply from him.
But now, year after the fight with Ultimecia, he finally actually said something more than 'Whatever ' or something like that he usually said in his cold fashion, when she wanted to talk about things.
That was the reason why she didn't stop yearning after him, and the other reason was because the well-known fact that Squall and Rinoa had started to get into big fights about a reason unknown to Quistis.
Quistis opened her photo album, which she just took from the brown wooden bookshelf behind her, and she absentmindedly passed on to the page where the picture that she looked everyday was.
She started to trace the silver line that went around the picture, carefully with her finger, as she looked the young brown haired man, who stood at the very middle of the picture, not looking so happy.
The picture was taken from one of her classes and the brown haired young man was Squall on his dark blue SeeD uniform that had golden yellow lines on the edges of the jacket.
The picture had been taken moments before the SeeD-graduation dance, the ball, where the always so rationally acting Squall had met the ever-so-lovely Rinoa, and had fallen for her, just like that.
On that very magical evening, every one of Quistis' dreams had shattered, and all because of Rinoa.
Quistis' blue-shaded eyes started to gleam with new tears, her fragile heart braking up, the disappointing evening, when she had lost Squall to Rinoa, still fresh in her mind.
Again she let her crying eyes wander back to the picture, the look in Squall's face, making Quistis' rosy lips slightly curl to a gentle smile as she wiped her eyes with her hands, the tears getting absorbed to the surface of the dry fabric of her wine-red coloured glows.
He looked to be very irritated from standing there like a fool, while someone took the picture, but like always, he was silent. Quistis had always found that most intriguing about him, because it made her want to know why he acted like that and why he pushed the people that cared about him away.
She once had claimed that her feelings toward him was only a sister-like love, but she knew it was much deeper and stronger than that. She knew too well .
She wanted to be the first one to ever get inside his life, and to show him that life without love is nothing. She wanted him to be obsessed from her like she was obsessed from him.
But then again Rinoa had did that already .
Suddenly the white phone on the wall started to ring and Quistis almost fell out of her chair.
For gods sake She started to shout, but maintain her low voice when she realised that it was just the phone.
She quickly put the album back to its rightful place in the bookshelf and slowly picked up the phone to her right ear, answering with a soft sight: "The Balamb Garden School, instructor Trepe on the phone."
* * * * *
The joyful voices of the students and the calm chirping of the birds around the garden could be heard coming from the open window at the infirmary. The natural white curtains ruffled slightly by the soft wind that came through the window, tossing part of the wind to the short hair of a young blond man, who was sitting on the hospital bed.
A slightly overweighed woman with dark hair, dressed in her sterile white coat that had a name sign at the chest, was pushing the number buttons of the phone, smiling fully with her slightly wrinkled face.
She had her medium long hair in a ponytail, and her pale green eyes twinkled with the usual happiness, as she heard the familiar woman voice from the other side of the phone: "The Balamb Garden School, instructor Trepe on the phone ."
The young man turned his head toward her, as he tried to make clear of the conversation on the phone,and a smug smile came to his face when he could hear her saying: "Hi, Quistis It's Doctor Kadowaki here. "
There was silent for a moment on the other side of the phone, before the hastily question: "What's wrong, Kadowaki? "
Kadowaki turned slightly to look at the young man, who still sat on the bed, and she answered more loudly than usually, making sure that he heard the scolding tone in her voice: "There's this young man here, once again ."
Recognizing the tone in her voice, he sent her a quick innocent smile, before she turned away from him and continued, sounding serious again: "and it seems he has hit his head on a mission. "
Quistis couldn't control herself anymore as she asked hastily, worried from the news: "Oh my God his alright isn't he ? Tell Squall that I will come as quickly as possible. "
Kadowaki sighed to the phone, stopping Quistis from hanging up: "Sorry to disappoint you, Quistis . But it isn't Squall "
The man shook his blond head lightly, when he heard the name of his boss mentioned, knowing that Quistis was the one saying it first. "You don't want to know who's here?" Kadowaki asked wondering, when there wasn't any answer.
"There's no need I will come anyway ." Quistis said in a low, disappointed voice, before hanging up.
"Very well ." Kadowaki said as she hang the phone slowly, knowing that Quistis had already left from the other side of the phone toward the infirmary. The tall man started to got up from the bed as he looked toward Kadowaki, who turned around to look at him, saying with a soft sigh: "That girl is so obvious "
The man smiled with a weak smile as he nodded, saying in his low voice: "Yeah, I know what you mean, Doc ."
Kadowaki pushed his words away and she started to walk slowly toward her working table, her black shoes clanging against the floor.
"Well," She started to say with a smile as she sat down on her plastic chair, pulling it closer to the table, before looking up to him, signing to the silvery metal door, which was left from her: "You just go into that room and I send Quistis there as soon as she comes. "
The blond man smiled with his usual handsome smile toward the doctor as he said slightly bowing: "Thanks, Doc and I promise, that I try my best not to get injured anymore. "
Kadowaki smiled to him friendly as she said after his tall frame, which now was going through the opened door: "You just make sure that I don't have to see your face here ever again ."
The man looked slightly over his shoulder as he walked in the other room, and Kadowaki could see his usual smug face smiling as his pride figure disappeared behind the sliding doors.
* * * * *
Quistis walked with wide steps toward the infirmary, some of her golden strains of hair slightly flowing in the air and framing her beautiful face as the end of her smooth hair was neatly clipped up with a red pin to the back of her head.
The sturdy heels of her long brown boots were echoing in the empty halls of the infirmary, the chains on her waist hanging loosely and making a low clinging noise, as they rubbed against the pale fabric of her usual skirt and shirt set.
She looked toward the door of the infirmary that reflected her image blurry, before it opened,showing her the familiar sight from Kadowaki, who was sitting behind the table and looking through her paperwork.
Quistis stood in the doorway for a while as she looked toward the elder woman .
Kadowaki was like a second mother to her, as Quistis didn't remember her own mother from her childhood before the orphanage, where she had her first precious memories.
The Sorceress Edea was like her mother too as the Headmaster Cid was like a father to her .
All thanks to their loving and support, she hadn't lost her hope of the world, even not after all the hardships she had gone through with her friends and without them, and Quistis was happy to call them all as her family, but nowadays it felt like it wasn't enough. She needed more than that and thinking like that hurt her the most .
Now the dark haired doctor raised her head toward the door and a twinkling smile lit up to her face, when she saw Quistis standing there. "Come on, girl don't just stand there Come in." Kadowaki said in a mother-like tone as she signed Quistis to come in from the doorway to the white room.
Quistis walked into the room, the door closing slowly behind her as Kadowaki started to got up from her chair and gave a hug to her, which Quistis accepted with pleasure.
Kadowaki broke the hug, not knowing how much Quistis really appreciated the warm welcome, and she started to search a specific folder from the table, saying at the same time: " His waiting for you in that room ... you need his patient records. Here you go. "
Quistis started to reach up to the folder, which Kadowaki hold in front of her, waiting her to take it from her extending Quistis got the hold of the lightly yellow folder, she slowly retained her hand back to her side and started to walk toward the other room, but stopped in mid step when Kadowaki asked softly, her voice echoing with genuine concern: "Is everything alright, Quistis..? You seem so withdrawn ."
Quistis turned to look at Kadowaki and she could see the mother from her that she never had.
That's why she didn't want to show the burning pain, which she felt growing inside her soul, so she just smiled to the worrying doctor and said in a fake strong voice: "I'm alright, Kadowaki . But thank you from your concern. I appreciate it ."
Falling her sad eyes silently to the floor, she walked toward the sliding doors, which started to close down slowly behind her, leaving Kadowaki all alone in the silent treatment room.
The doctor knew Quistis wasn't saying the whole truth
She knew her too well, not to notice the false smile and the desperate look for help in her crystal blue eyes ...
* * * * *
The room was cosy with the brown furniture and the warm welcoming colours in the tapestry.
It was much different than the infirmary and it pleased him very much, when he came to the room and made his way to the soft brown couch, which was on the other side of the dark wooden table.
The man was the same blond, who had just came from the infirmary to this reception room, and was now casually waiting for his instructor, his legs propped on top of the table.
He had waited there for a quite awhile and he started to got a slight anxious, his green eyes reaching to the clock, which was hanging on the wall, making a weak clacking voice.
Wouldn't you come here already, Quistis ... He sighed softly, closing his eyes, and then, almost as his wish had came true, the sliding door started to open, showing him the beautiful instructor.
Quistis raised her dull gaze from the floor to the two feet that were on the table, and then traced the long legs to find the awfully familiar sight from the man that had been her student for a long time.
He had his usual long grey trench coat that had the red coloured crosses on the side of it's long sleeves, the usual short and dark waistcoat showing under his coat and the silver chain with a metal, hang around his bare neck, as his green playful eyes were settled to her attractive form, a wicked smile forming to his playful lips.
The rare gunblade was settled on his side, shining slightly from the soft lights, which came from the roof.
There were only two men who had the gunblade in the Balamb Garden and there were no questions who this man was.
"Hi, Seifer." Quistis said as she gracefully walked further to the room, pushing his dirty boots from the desk, before sitting down on the seat, right opposite from his absorbing eyes, at the other side of the table.
" Long time no see, Instructor . What have you been doing lately? " The question came almost mockingly from his slightly curled mouth as he looked toward the bossy instructor, who started to look through his patient records, not giving him even a slightest respond. Seifer smiled softly and his eyes started wandering around the room, his clasped hands on his lap as he started to whistle in his rude fashion.
He looked toward her again with a sidelong glance, his other blond eyebrow tilted up, as he started to say in boredom, when she just kept on reading through the records, not even once raising her gaze to him: " Hey, aren't those records secret, or something? " Now Quistis just glanced icily from behind her glasses, which were slightly dropped from her eyes, and the not so friendly look in her face made Seifer little shaken.
Perhaps Quistis detected the chance from him, because she started to smile fully with her face as she moved her glance from him back to the folder in her hands and said, sounding slightly teasing as she pointed to the folder with her finger: "Nice picture ..." As soon as she had said that, Seifer almost jumped from his seat toward the table, reaching to take the folder from her hands, and said laughing: "Hey! Give it to me !"
Seeing this, Quistis backed up, laying the folder against her chest, shaking her head slowly and looking behind her eyebrows, as she said with a playful scolding voice: "Come on, Mr Almasy behave yourself ."
Seifer backed onto his chair, getting back into his cool attitude, and smiled to her slyly as Quistis smiled back to him, taking her reading-glasses off. "So, you just came from the SeeD mission so how did it go?" Quistis continued as she placed her glasses onto the desk, still looking toward him as waiting his answer.
Seifer chuckled arrogantly as he swung his blond head, making some locks of his short front hair drop in front of his deep green eyes, which gazed back to Quistis' blue ones, and answered simply: " Better, than last year. "
Quistis smiled to him, knowing what he meant.
Last year, when he was pointed as the leader of his squad in the SeeD mission, didn't went very well.
Squall had been with Zell on that squad and Seifer really enjoyed bossing the two of them, and his usual arrogance had ended him being expelled from the Balamb Garden. But Seifer had really changed from back then and now he had been in the Balamb Garden for a year already and Quistis must admit, he was one of her best students and perhaps even better than Squall had ever been.
" If it hadn't been for the Puberty boy and the Chicken-wuss, I might had pass the SeeD mission back then ... They would have screwed the whole mission, if I wouldn't have been there saving the day, you know... " Seifer said with a smug smile as he swung his legs back on top of the table, looking to be ever self-confident again.
This made Quistis chuckle in amusement and she shook her head lightly, over thinking if Seifer had really changed at all. He seemed to be as pompous as ever.
Actually no-one of us has really changed from back then nor our feelings toward each other, Quistis added in her mind, finding herself thinking of Squall again, the shadow of sadness coming over her.
Seifer absorbed her carefully, seeing her bright smile fade away and replace with the same dull gaze, which she had when she had first came to this room. Not Squall again, Quistis, Seifer stated in his mind, almost saying at loud, but stopped himself when he gazed her saddening face, deep inside his naïve mind feeling pity toward her.
" What are you thinking, Instructor? Or should I say who? " Seifer said with a sneer, his devilish green eyes piercing her, as she quickly raised her gaze to him in a slight shock, the blushing that now crept over her face, making Seifer shook his head in mild-amusement.
She didn't like this situation at all.
"So you saved one of your comrades ? I didn't know you had that in you. " Quistis suddenly said in a quivering voice, wanting to chance the subject as her eyes fell back to the folder, not bearing to confront his piercing gaze again.
He leaned back to his chair and fork his hand through his short blond hair as he answered, deciding to stop her teasing for now: "Well, man's got to do what man's got to do, Instructor ."
Now she looked to his face, seeing the smile that couldn't be mistaken.
It was the victorious smile, which said he knew he had passed the SeeD test.
"Well aren't you going to congratulate me, Instructor? " Seifer now said, the smug smile coming back to his face, which made Quistis only shook her head and getting up from her chair. She started to walk toward the door, pressing the folder against her chest with crossed arms, but stopped walking when she heard Seifer calling after her: " Instructor !"
Seifer took the paper from the desk, which Quistis had left to him, and he turned to look at her with strangely handsome smile and said, as she turned to look into his emerald green eyes: " It's going to be a nice day. "
Quistis looked him for a moment of silence, as he looked toward her, and then she sighed under her breath, targeting her tranquil gaze from him to the floor as she turned to the door: "Yeah, sure ."
He looked after her, seeing the door sliding close and her slim figure disappearing behind them.
He sighed, turning his gaze back to the paper in his hand and said, his voice barely above a whisper: " Finally I'm a SeeD ..."
Seifer folded the SeeD-mission paper inside his trench coat as he got up from the chair and walked out of the room, extremely proud of himself. He had dreamed of being a SeeD for his whole life and now he had finally become one.
But there still were many dreams to fulfil ... His romantic dreams ...
* * * * *
There was a trashcan laying on its side, some rubbish on the floor around it, and there were pieces of broken glass on the grey floor, right next to a silver coloured photo-frame that laid on the ground, the picture side against the floor.
"Why, Squall ?" The voice was trembling and silent, sounding like it was going to break down in any minute now as Squall just looked out of the window, not giving even a slightest respond.
"Why are you acting like this ?" Rinoa continued, her usual soft voice starting to rise as she approached the unmoving Squall, looking like she was ready to hit him. Still he wouldn't say anything. Not even a word, and it made the tears that she still tried to keep inside her, sliding down her pale face.
Her sad gaze turned to the shattered photo-frame, which she had throw on the floor earlier, and she started to say bitterly between her soft sobs: "Is it because of her ?"
Now Squall turned slightly to look at her crying figure, locking his glassy gaze with her, and after a long silent brake he said, his voice cold as ice: "I don't know. "
Rinoa looked him sadly for awhile, feeling the pain growing in her heart, and being truly confused from his cold answer and attitude toward her.
Slowly she started to shake her head, her raven black hair dropping from behind her ears as she said, her usual tender voice starting to fill with contempt and rage: "You don't know? "
She quickly raise her dark eyes back to him when she continued on, truly feeling hurt and raged: " That's the reason you want to brake up ? You don't know! "
Squall just stood there, not even attempting to explain himself.
She took a step back as she placed her shaking hand to the two rings that was hanging on her necklace, the loneliness and desperation she felt, eating her mind and soul.
When had this happen to them, when had they chose the wrong path she didn't know the answer.
"No..." Rinoa whispered silently as she opened her closed eyes. She started to run away from his room, closing the door after her with a loud bang, and after that she ran down the corridor hastily, her brown eyes filled with heartbreaking tears.
Squall turned toward his window again, feeling his greyish eyes starting to fill with silent tears as he whispered to himself, hoping she would forget him: "I'm so sorry, Rinoa ."
He had light black circles around his greyish blue eyes, and his short brown hair was slightly messed, partly covering his eyes that now were gleaming with tears. His figure seemed strangely haggard and alone, as he stood silently in his dark room, looking out from his window absentmindedly, his eyes glassy and unemotional.
Squall turned slowly to look at the picture frame, which still laid on the floor, and he took one step toward it and knelt down carefully, watching out for the pieces of the broken glass on the floor. His glowed hand started to reach to the frame, taking it carefully into his hands and looking the photograph silently.
Squall started to take the photo off from the silver frame, and raised the photo in front of his cold blue eyes, feeling peace in his mind and heart. "I've been so stupid, Quistis..." Squall said as he looked her breathtaking figure on the photo, knowing she was one of the most beautiful women.
He looked her face with the most yearning gaze, before he placed the picture inside his usual black jacket and started to walk out of his gloomy room, wishing to bury his heartbreaking past for good.
* * * * *
There were many people talking in groups, some girls whispering secretly on the other corner some of their selected gossips, and some of the youngest students were running around and playing their own games. Many people came from the canteen, which was awfully popular from their hotdogs, and some of the just woken up students were going there to have some breakfast. There were also many people going to the training-centre and one SeeD-candidate, who seemed to be slightly injured from a battle, came from there with his friend, who was helping him to walk.
Quistis looked the two, as they walked painstakingly toward the infirmary, and they both raised their gaze to her and said hello as they passed her.
She continued her peaceful walk to the centre of the Balamb Garden, admiring the beautiful atmosphere of this clear water that went around the centre with the wonderful fountains that poured the water silently back to the big pool, made a tranquil voice of sprinkling water that was like a music to her ears.
She wandered her way in front of the info-map, thinking where she should go next, but then her tranquil gaze turned to the opening elevator, which was just across of her, and she became strangely aware when she recognised the dark hared woman, who started to walk quickly down the little stairs, which led to the info-site.
She had her usual light blue outfit on, which had the angel wings on the back, the separated sleeves covering part of her pale arms, and under her light blue outfit were the usual black tight shorts and the black top.
The black ribbon she always had was still tided to her left arm and the necklace with two silver rings was still around her neck. Her raven black hair were ruffling slightly, as she was walking quickly, the brown highlights giving them some light, when she was just opposite of Quistis, still not noticing her.
"Hi, Rinoa." Quistis said softly to the approaching sorceress and fell in death-silence, when Rinoa stopped in surprise and raised her dark gaze to meet her.
Quistis started to feel slightly scared when Rinoa just stared her in silence, and Quistis could see that her dark brown eyes were gleaming with tears and her cheeks seemed to be wetted from the already dropped ones.
She's been crying, Quistis stated in her mind and continued looking her with questioning expressions, waiting for her to say something, which she didn't.
She just turned away and continued her walk toward the library, leaving Quistis look after her dumfounded.
What's wrong, Rinoa, Quistis asked in her mind as she looked after her fading back, truly worried from her well was quite strange actually that Quistis didn't think badly from Rinoa, not even when she became Squall's girlfriend.
Not at all, Quistis still considered Rinoa being one of her best friends, even when she felt hurt when she saw Rinoa with Squall, the man who should be her not Rinoa's.
Quistis shook her head lightly, making her free strands of hair flowing over her face, as she turned to walk toward the elevator, deciding to go to her own room, not wanting to meet anymore of her friends right now.
* * * * *
Seifer walked down the silent corridor where the SeeDs' private cabins were located, just going to check out his new dorm, when he saw an awfully familiar figure walking toward his direction.
It was Squall, who walked with sturdy footsteps, his black boots echoing in the corridors as he kept on coming toward Seifer, not really noticing him. Seifer started to slow his walking as he smiled smugly toward the approaching Squall, knowing what the expressions in his face meant. He is having women troubles .
First he thought he wouldn't say anything, but when Squall was just few steps away from him, he started to say with mocking tone in his voice as he smiled arrogantly, his green eyes having a playful gleam in them: "Problems in the Paradise, huh ? "
Squall stopped in his steps, not raising his cold gaze to meet his usual smug face, when he asked, deciding not to react on his sayings: "You've seen, Quistis I've got to meet her ..."
The arrogant smile wiped away from Seifer's face as he started to say to Squall, his voice becoming strangely serious, as he knew what Squall had in mind: " You really think that is a good idea, Squall ? "
Who the hell does he thinks to be, Seifer asked in his mind as he shook his blond head with irritation.
Squall started to continue his walk past him, not interested from listening his opinions.
But when he was just next to Seifer's tall frame, Seifer stopped him by the arm of his black jacket, saying with angry and despising face, his words echoing with much meaning: " Leave her alone, Squall..."
Squall sighed heavily, trying to control his angriness as he looked to his arm where Seifer's glowed hand was landed, feeling like he could add another scar to his forehead with his gunblade.
He placed his cold blue eyes toward the piercing green eyes of Seifer's, which were looking toward him with annoyance, and then Squall said coldly, his eyes burning with pure anger toward him: "Let go off me, Seifer ..."
Seifer looked him despising for awhile, wanting to stop Squall from doing this to Quistis, but knowing he couldn't prevent it from happening. He let go of Squall's arm, sneering down to him with irritation, feeling raged from his own weakness from not being able to stop him.
Squall continued his walking down the corridor toward Quistis' room, leaving Seifer looking his fading back with burning hate in his emerald green eyes, before Seifer continued his walk to his new dorm not feeling so confident like before.
* * * * *
The elevator stopped at the second floor, its silvery doors opening up and letting the people in it see the busy hall where the students were waiting for the teachers to come to the classrooms. Quistis came off from the elevator, stopping in only few steps away from the elevator's door, which was closing down behind her.
She scanned the hall through with her tranquil blue eyes, sighing with relief when she didn't saw any particularly familiar face from among the people.
Ah, and I'm not having anymore classes today either, Quistis stated to herself, knowing that she was too reoccupied with all the feelings and thoughts she boiled inside her right now, so she just wanted to use the rest of the day for thinking her feelings through to herself.
Where could Squall be right now ... With Rinoa perhaps, She thought bitterly as she walked calmly pass the students in the hall, going toward the peaceful corridor, where the SeeD private cabins were.
But there is something wrong with Rinoa, I can sense it, Quistis continued her thoughts, looking down to her brown boots and unconsciously slowing her walking speed, as she became more and more absentminded.
Could they be breaking up, She finally asked in her mind, knowing that they had been fighting a lot lately, and feeling a slight hope that this time it would be for good.
Quistis continued her walking toward the door of her own room, which was just few steps away now, being relieved from not seeing any people on her way, when she just wanted to spend some time alone.
She reached to the doorknob with her slender hand, opening the door up and walking into her dark and silent room.
She closed the door after her softly and turned to her wooden table, which was just right from the door, as she reached to the light switch of her jade green table lamp, switching it on.
The soft light coming from table lamp, lightened the room slightly with the light that was emitted by the window that had the curtains down, making the room seem so deserted with all the deep and dark shadows.
She sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead as she turned sleepily toward her cosy bed, opening her blue eyes slowly, and almost shrieking when she saw an laying figure of a brown haired man on her bed.
"Squall ?" She asked, and gazed at him wondering as he started to get up from the bed.
He looked somehow lonely and sad, his ocean blue eyes gleaming with little tears as the part of his face was still covered with a shadow that deepened his image in her eyes.
He had his usual black leather jacket on, which had some greyish white fur going around the neck, his white shirt under it, and a silver chain around his neck, where his precious Griever's head shaped medal was hanging.
He just gazed her deeply, seeming to be loss of words, as he seemed to savour this moment, and just that mysterious gaze made the shivers going all over her body.
"What are you doing here, Squall?" She tried to take the control of this moment, not wanting to be so obvious, but she knew that she had failed when he took a step toward her, starting to reach to her beautiful face with his glowed hand, making her tremble with his gentle touch.
"Quistis..." He started to say, his face so close to her that Quistis could feel his warm breathing against her fair skin.
He looked straight to her crystal blue eyes and Quistis could feel her heart beating starting to slow down, as she looked his blue eyes deeply, seeing the shade of green around his pupils more clearer than ever.
"Squall, I--" She tried to say, her voice barely above a whisper, but was stopped by Squall, who gently placed one of his fingers up to her rosy lips, feeling her soft trembling as she closed her eyes.
He looked her fully lips with fondness as he started to trace the perfect line of her soft lips with his finger, feeling an sudden urge to just grab and kiss her with the growing passion he felt toward her, but somehow he succeeded to control himself. He still held his hand on her face, telling her the reason why he had came to see her, his voice so deep and soft that it made Quistis feel faint: "I want you to come to the SeeD-graduation ball with me ."
What?
She opened her eyes slowly, feeling like she was dreaming this whole situation inside her mind, but knowing that this felt too true to be one of her dreams.
"But what about Rinoa ? " The question had come out from her mouth before she could even stop herself.
But it seemed that Squall didn't minded her from asking that, as he started to answer, sounding like he had no regrets at all: "Me and Rinoa are history. "
She looked deeply into his eyes, trying to search the answers from those deep ocean blue eyes, as she tried to figure out how he really felt. "Do you want to know the reason why we broke up ?" Squall asked softly as he saw the confusion in her crystal eyes that now had some sparkling tears in them.
Why?
"It was because of my deep feelings that I hold toward you, Quistis. " He finally said softly, caressing her face with his hand as he started to got closer her, locking his meaningful gaze with her.
Squall Oh, Squall
" Say that you will come with me, Quistis..." He continued on, his face getting closer and closer her waiting lips.
"Yes..." That was the only thing she needed to say as she felt his warm breathing on her rosy lips, before his lips landed gently just mere inches away from her mouth.
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Author's note: There's the first chapter for all of you! I hope you enjoyed it and please review because I want to know your opinions from my first fanfic ever. Thank you !