Forty Eight Months

Falling in love has never been so hard, not since he finds out that forever doesn't always last. Quistis/Seifer

Writing has always been some weird passion of mine. I never believed I was good, and still don't. That's why I write many fanfictions, to prove that I can write better than the others. I'm only here to improve my writing. I love FF8 and never really written a true, true, Seifer and Quistis fanfiction. I guess this will be my first one even though I think she is annoying. Sorry. Thank you. Also a lot of dark humor.

~Ashley

1: Faith

Quistis stared at the ceiling or what it seemed to be. What did they say? She have heard the doctor tsk and walked out of the room, not even muttering what was wrong with her. Why did she feel so weak, why couldn't she leave? She wanted to go home. Wherever her home is.

She remembered it, a very blurry vision of the accident. Battling with Seifer, when he slashed her eye, not knowing what type of condition she was in. She missed the doctor appointment battling with Seifer as a test to prove that she was good enough as SeeD. God, she wished that she would just admitted failure and just let it be done. Let her SeeD days just be in the past. But no, she had to be stubborn and get her eyes slashed.

She knew Seifer didn't mean to slash her eyes, or slash her period but he was just so ticked off since he had a date that night. He didn't feel like battling, nobody, and no one, not even Squall. It was such a dark day, she wish she could erase it from what little memory that she had of it.

God, she could feel the throbbing. It pained her that it never stopped. When was this going to all end? Why didn't they want her to go home? She missed everyone at the Garden, she never see them anymore.

"Ms. Trepe." Dr. Burns said, "We are releasing you."

"Really?" Quistis said hopefully, "That means I'm fine?"

"No." Dr. Burns said, "You're not fine. Your cancer spread through your heart and the slash through your eyes blinded you. I'm sorry. Unless somebody gives you his or her heart you will not live. You only have two years, live it to the fullest."

Quistis fought her tears. She was going to die, they didn't know when. Nobody did but they did put a date on her, in two years, to live, unless somebody gives her their heart. And even then she still won't be able to see.

"Thank you sir." Quistis said hearing the door open, "Thanks, I think."

"Seifer Almasy, Squall Leonhart and Riona Heartily." Dr. Burns announced.

Seifer chuckled, moving by Quistis side. Quistis hated the fact that she didn't know what was happening around her. All she could hear was foots shuffling and people going in and out of her room. It just was not fair! Everyone could see, but not her. Not her at all.

"You can leave Dr. Burns, I'm fine." Quistis nodded towards whomever and she felt Dr. Burns leave her side.

"Are you okay?" Riona asked.

Quistis forced a smile. Why couldn't anyone comprehend that she wanted to be alone and let the pain eat her up. She didn't mind, she was going to die anyways. She chuckled bitterly. It sucked being naïve and dumb, if she didn't let the cancer spread…

"Everything's all right." Quistis said, "I'm fine. Now somebody help me out of the bed."

Squall and Riona glanced at Seifer who groaned. Seifer noted that something was differently strange about Quistis' behavior. She never admitted failure or weaknesses. She usually brushed them off and tries to remain strong. But her behavior now it was different and her eyes never focused on anyone, not once, not even briefly. It just darted nervously to the corners of the room, uncontrollably. Seifer felt sorry for Quistis that moment, and her lies… it was unbelievable.

They knew Quistis was going to die in two years. The doctor thought it was best that Quistis told the gang about everything before they told her. It pained everyone to see Quistis so weak, especially since a month ago she was kicking ass and taking names. Nobody suspected that she had cancer, even though she was sick in bed for a week with the flu. Which turned out to be more than flu but a sign of caner.

Seifer groaned, the word cancer was such a scary word. He wondered what Quistis was going through at that moment. Was she panicking? Was she wondering if there was an heaven or if she would go to heaven? He picked Quistis up from her bed and set her in a wheel chair. Quistis muttered 'thank you' as they wheeled her out of the hospital.

"Isn't this the loveliest weather? The suns shining, the birds chirping, the flowers are blooming!" Riona chirped, "It's a beautiful day, don't you agree?"

"Sure, whatever." Quistis muttered, "It's not like I can see it anyways."

"Huh?" Squall asked.

"Nothing." Quistis said.

Seifer leaned on Quistis' wheelchair as he wheeled her to the car. Quistis' body was like dead weight. Considering the fact that she was still alive and pretty damn healthy if they asked him. He wondered, he wondered why it had to happen to Quistis or anyone who was in their gang. Even though Seifer seemed to only care about his posse, he still cared about the gang too.

"Just think in forty eight months there will be a missing link. No more bossy remarks, or sighs of love to Squall…" Seifer thought, "Lord, that's awful."

"What are you thinking, Quistis?" Riona asked nervously.

It was hard choking down the fact that Quistis only had two years to live. It was so hard. Riona had to fight back all her tears. Talking to Quistis, like nothing happened and all Riona wanted to say was 'Sorry, I wish I could have gotten to know you a little bit better'. Hyne, it drove Riona insane. Quistis was being too stubborn to admit that she needed help and she couldn't live the way she wanted to without them.

"About life." Quistis answered quietly, "What is the point?"

"Life is beautiful." Squall replied, "You just need to believe it is."

Quistis nodded as she felt herself being lifted from the wheelchair into a carriage or what felt like one. Too bad she was never going to see another sunset again. She remembered her last one, remembered taking it all for granted. Well being cursed like being blind, you kind of look back and think 'those were the days'.

She heard or felt Riona, Seifer and Squall climb in beside her. Feeling that the carriage has begun moving, Quistis tried to focus her eyes on something. She didn't know what. She hoped to make eye contact and actually see, and hope that the doctors were wrong. Still all she seen was a white light, blinding her. She chuckled, blinding her. God, she hated being blind.

"So, Quisty." Seifer said sighing, "How's umm… how are you?"

"Not fine." Quistis said, "Not at all."

"Good." Seifer said realizing he said the wrong thing, "Er… I mean great, no wait, awful. God whatever!"

Squall and Riona roared, laughing until they were crying. Quistis just giggled and pat him on the shoulder, hopefully it was him. She kind of suspected it was he, since his voice was the loudest she heard.

"Why are you patting me?" Squall asked, "Don't touch me. I don't like to be touched."

"You looked like you needed it." Quistis said embarrassedly, "Honest."

Squall sighed and then laughed. Maybe it was for the best that Quistis was dying. She was more entertaining than ever. But what will happen when she's gone? Will he feel emotions? Squall groaned, god… these two years will be hell.