Saddened Green Eyes (REDONE)
FF8 Fanfiction
I decided to redo the story because I ended up deleting the old one by accident... Since I can't find the back up and I still like the story idea and I have my original notes, I decided to redo it and maybe this version will be better than the last
Chapter 1- The letter
The setting sun turned the ocean into liquid gold. The last few boats were returning to the docks of FH, and the quiet laziness of the evening set in. Seifer, sitting on his window sill over looking the soothing golden waves, drifted in his own thoughts. In his loose grasp was a simple letter, one that he had hoped he would never receive. His mind replayed it over and over till he had it memorized by heart. It seemed he lived for the few letters that was sent to him from the people of his past. It had been a little over six months since the battle with the sorceress Ultimecia, and six months since he left his life behind. Aside from the letter in his hand, Seifer had received several letters from the other people in his past. He turned his head to look at the small pile of opened envelopes on the table.
The First in the pile was from Fujin. Every few days a new one popped up from the unique woman. This one was a special one though. Fujin wrote to him telling how well the business was going. Her and Raijin had opened and restaurant at Balamb and seemed to have plenty of customers. Then she put in the usual offer of him coming to stay with them. She fussed endlessly about him being all by himself so far away. Then she got to the point. Her and Raijin were gonna get married and she wrote that if he didn't show up to be the best man she was gonna crack his nuts. They were a good match for each other.
Another letter was from Edea. Shortly after the last battle Cid retired and the two went back to taking care of orphans. Edea also told him to go to the wedding. Apparently Cid was going to give Fujin away since she had no father. Cid and Edea were like parents to everyone. Edea sent him another home knit green sweater. Seifer had to admit they were very warm and he did like them a lot. She also sent news that their own little one was due at the end of the year.
The second to last letter was from Quistis. She wrote him at least once a week and demanded a reply or else she would drag him back to Garden. She became the new headmaster of Balamb. Not much was going on lately, though. Selphie really seemed to like her job as counselor. It was a BIG shock when her and Irvine said they were no longer in love and peacefully went their separate ways. It was and BIGGER shock when He and Zell began dating and opened up a nightclub in Esther called 'The Siren' after his favorite GF. For extra income they work for the president. Laguna and Squall seem to have come to terms about being father and son. Quistis wrote about how well they were getting along. Speaking of Balamb's Lion, He lives at the presidential estate with Laguna. Rinoa made herself cozy there as well.
The last letter was from mister Leonheart himself. It was a short letter. The last time Seifer had any contact with him was when he was excused for what he did. Under the pretense that he had no control over what had happened. Squall was his main supporter. Seifer found that Ironic. Now months later he held a letter from Squall simply asking if everything was all right and if he needed anything. Squall said that he missed our fights and asked if he would like to come to visit.
Seifer gathered the letters on the table and placed them a box he kept just for them. After putting the box away in the closet he went to his couch and picked up the familiar looking notebook and pen. Sighing heavily he set about his task in silence.
He told Fujin that he would definitely be there for the wedding and told her how glad he was for them. Thanked Edea for the sweater and told her that he liked his job at the fishing dock. Everything was all right with him. He told Quistis pretty much the same thing. Nothing much had happened and he was doing all right. He asked her to say hello to Selphie for him and how glad he was that she liked her job. Same old same old. In the morning He would mail the letters.
Siefer reflected on how he felt. Empty. Life still wasn't that nice for him. If he set a foot out of FH he was likely to be mobbed and beaten to death. Many of the people in FH paid no head to him and ignored him. On the boat he worked on, the crew were quiet nice to him but none were really friends. He felt He didn't disserve any for what he did. That is why he never saw any of his old 'friends'.
The Blond began to dose off when he felt a sudden weight in his lap and an insistent rubbing against his chest. Looking down and the small orange creature he petted the insistent little thing. He wondered what the others would say if they knew that he kept a Torama as a pet. Have him committed most likely. After a month of working out on the boat Siefer pulled up a wrapped up bag in his net. He (as was the rest of the crew) was stunned to find the creature still alive. It was so small it fit perfectly in his hand. He ended up taking it home with him and was going to drop it off in Esther but ended up getting attached to the small creature.
"Bedtime? What da ya think Kitkat?" Kitkat leapt from his lap and proceeded to the back of the small house.
"I'll take that as a yes..." Siefer followed the small creature.
As he got ready for bed Seifer stopped to look around the room. Pale greens and blues filled the room setting a calm glow on the walls from the now present moonlight shining into the room from the large window. The small torama laid curled on top of the comforter, looking at him with large shining eyes. Everything was perfectly quiet. The soft sound of the waves traveled up from the ocean and a soft bell 'dinged' with the motion of water. At that moment he felt utterly alone and what tore at his heart more than anything else was that he deserved to be alone. He deserved the isolation and shunning he received from others.
The soft mewling from Kitkat caught his attention. He sighed and climbed into the bed allowing the torama to make itself comfortable on the pillow beside his head. Kitkat placed its head on the mans shoulder and began to purr.
"At least I have you, ... don't I Kit... you don't care what I did in the past." Seifer petted the orange ball of fluff softly as he drifted to sleep. Tomorrow was just another day that he had to be ready for.