Disclaimer: what will happen it you don't make one of these? I don't wanna find out. Seifer, Quistis etc. belong to Square. And so does ff11, which will be online. *sniffle* why?!?!?! It should be on ps2! Ok, enough rambling, I'll get to the story. Oh yea, part of this fic's plot is stolen from Everybody Loves Raymond, cuz that show is funny ass shit ^________^ and that's not mine either 0_o
A/N: ok, I wasn't done rambling! This is my first Quistis/Seifer fic. And it's partly humorous, so don't get mad if the plots not perfect, or the if the characters aren't perfect in personality. Okees? Okees!!! I'm done rambling! Remember to R&R!!!!!! (I have such an unoriginal title, help me pick another one! *puppy dog eyes*)
Quistis's Date with Destiny
Ch. 1: the contest
Quistis Trepe brushed a lock of golden hair out of her eyes, and sighed for what must have been the 56th time. It was beautiful out and she could see the night stars twinkle.
… Sighing. It must have been the only thing that kept her going. Sighing let the stress float away, unwanted, and for some reason, always made her feel better. She took another breath through her nose, smelling the cool night air and let it all out in a whoosh of breath. She was trying to calm herself down. Trying to stop herself form screaming. There was something wrong with her. There HAD to be. Why else would she be forgotten about for almost 3 hours on a cold, hard bench in the middle of Balamb by what she called "friends?"
"Never trust Irvine and Zell to drive you home after the world's worst date." She muttered under her breath.
It was getting darker and the cold was starting to sting her ; she could feel the wind whipping across her face. She wrapped her coat tighter around her fragile body, and desperately tried to keep her flying hair in place. It was a mistake to listen to Selphie and put my hair down. Hell, it was a mistake to even come here in the first place.
She remembered the events clearly now. Selphie and Rinoa, playing matchmaker again. They must have felt pity for her. The poor fired instructor who couldn't get a guy by herself. How many times had they set her up? How many times had they failed? Damn, she hated going on blind dates with geeks and losers that adored, no, worshipped her. She hated them…. She hated men in general…… But seeing Selphie's smiling face as she picked out Quistis's dress for a new date, and hearing Rinoa saying "this'll be the one!" she just couldn't say no.
But, just like the others, this wasn't the one. Didn't they understand? Didn't they know? There would never be a one for Quistis. It was a hopeless case; Selphie and Rinoa should have just quit while they were ahead. She sighed again and glanced up at the full moon through strands of floating hair. They should have quit, but they didn't. And that's what made Quistis happy inside, to know that she had such great friends that cared….. Unlike certain people at this instant. She felt her rage boiling inside of her again when her thoughts were interrupted by a drop of water that fell near her eye and rolled down her cheek.
Am I ……. Crying? No, no, Quistis Trepe never cries
She was right. One more drop of water hit the muddy ground with a "pat." Then another, and another. Soon the Sky began to darken and black clouds closed in, creating a terrifying atmosphere. The wind's whistling started to howl, and more and more tiny droplets fell from the sky, drenching Quistis to a soggy doggie (sorry couldn't resist)
She hastily stood up, smoothing the crinkles of her wet dress and furiously power walked towards
Balamb Garden, not caring that if she met enemies on the way, she would have no weapon to fight them with.
When I get my hands on them!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Oh Zell, I love you, you're the most handsome guy in the world. Here, have a hot dog." A girl wooed, hugging him tightly.
"No, Zell, I have a much better hotdog. It's twice as big as hers is. You can have as many as you want." Another girl exclaimed, kissing Zell on his cheek.
"Zell, I own a weinersnitchel. Come over any time." A third girl said.
"Zell I'll dedicate my life to stealing hotdogs from the cafeteria. Come be with me!"
"Zell, no come with me!"
"Zell, you have to choose!"
"Zell!"
"Zell."
"Zell."
"ZELL!!! Wake up!!!!" Irvine yelled, "it's already 9:00!!!"
"Relax. It's only 6:00, now go away!" Zell grumbled into his pillow, his voice muffled. "I'm taking a nap. You ruined my dream."
"No man, your watch is upside down. C'mon! We gotta go pick up Quistis, or she'll have another bitch attack!"
"My watch is fine. We'll go pick her up in 3 hours! Ok, now lay off!" Zell rolled over and threw a pillow at Irvine's face.
( 3 hours later)
"Irvine, we can't drive to Balamb! There isn't enough gas!" Zell glanced at the car at which they were to pick up Quistis in. "Do you know how frickin slow cars go in our world without gas?!"
"It's just a drive to Balamb, we'll make it." Irvine replied smoothly, getting in the car.
" Alright, but if we run out of gas." Zell shook his fist.
The ride to Balamb was unusually quiet. The only sound to be heard was the loud patting of raindrops hitting the windshield. When they arrived, Irvine pushed Zell out of the car to get Quistis, so as not to get his precious hair wet. He ran back in five seconds, panting and soaking wet.
"um, she's not there."
"What do you mean not there? She has to be there! Go look again!" was Irvine's response.
"There's no point in going back. She's probably back at the Garden by now." Zell got back in the car and Irvine was forced to drive. "Be on the lookout if you see her on the side of the road."
"There she is!" Irvine exclaimed, pressing the brakes so hard, that the car came to a screeching halt. She wasn't on the side of the road; she was in the middle of it. She was so sopping wet that she didn't look human anymore. Either choosing to ignore that she almost got run over, or not noticing it, Quistis kept walking toward Balamb Garden at a steady pace pausing once in awhile to look at the stars. She seemed to be deep in terrible thoughts.
"Hey Quis?" Irvine asked as he drove slowly beside Quistis at the pace she was walking. " I think you'd feel much better if you rode in the car."
She paused a moment, then opened the car door, her voice shaking as she spoke. "Do you know what time it is?"
"Zell said its 9:00." Irvine stated, genuinely worried now.
"No, Irvine. Zell put on his watch on upside down again. I've been sitting on a goddamn bench for nearly 3 hours in a storm at 12:00 at night. You don't have the decency to pick me up at the right time?!?!?" Quistis got in the car and slammed the door so hard that the whole vehicle shook.
They rode in silence back to Balamb, but this time it was an uneasy silence. The kind you had to break, no matter what the cost. Zell leaned over to Irvine and whispered, "bitch attack." He looked over to see Quistis's reaction, which was none at all. She was staring out the window at her reflection, watching the drops of rain slide down her blurry face. "Quistis? It was a joke ok? I didn't mean…."
"It's ok, Zell. I know you didn't mean it." Quistis whispered, her voice barely audible. Not one more word was heard the entire trip back to Garden.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Balamb was quiet. The soft clicking of heels as they headed to the girls' dormitory were the only faint sound to be heard. Quistis sighed in relief as she arrived at her familiar dorm, #838. Fumbling around her purse to find her keys, she was just about to push them into the lock when-
"Quisty!!!!!!" Selphie yelled throwing open Quistis's door and knocking her to the ground.
"Selphie, what have I told you about going into my room without permission?" Quistis asked, rubbing her sore head from the fall.
"I just wanted to know how your terrific date went! Rinoa said this was the one for sure!"
"He wasn't so terrific, Selphie. His teeth were so yellow, I bet if he smiled, he'd slow down traffic. Listen, I need some sleep. I'm going on a mission next week."
Selphie's usual bouncy smile faded. "But he was so handsome! And… and…." She faltered, "it's your birthday next week! I came here just to show you this so you can go on your birthday!" She pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket and unfolded it. "Read it!" Selphie urged, her smile coming back.
Quickly scanning the paper. "I don't have time to do this! I… I… I can't write love poetry!"
"But if you win the contest, you get one million gil and get to go on a big expensive boat cruise!" Selphie exclaimed in excitement, bouncing up and down.
"Selphie… you have to go on a date with the other winner." Quistis pushed past Selphie and sat on her bed. " I don't have time, and there's no way I could win. Look at all the other 20 year olds trying out for this! Sorry, Selphie." She stood up and gently closed the door. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
Little did she know that she would be entering that contest…..
A/N: whew! That took a long time. Ok, no humor in this chapter, I know. Next chapter, just wait! Oh, and please R/R, I'd appreciate it! (I bet you all know who the other winner will be. If you don't, you shouldn't be here. ^_~)
WAKKA!