U and I
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
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"You bastard!" A hard slap came upon his cheek. "That'll teach your wandering eyes." The young woman stormed out of the restaurant, leaving him baffled.
"But baby!! I was just admiring how well her boobs would look good on you!!" He let out a sigh. People around him stared intently at him, muttering to their selves "he's a fresh one". Forking his fingers through his golden tresses, he solemnly left the table and walked outside.
Seifer Almasy wasn't the best dream date in the world, but he sure was successful in picking up girls. One flash of his famous grin, girls just swoon and melt all over him. The problem was, he'd never had the right words, or the right actions.
"Tch. Girls are so complex nowadays," he rolled his eyes. "One mistake on them and they'd kill you." Seifer sighed heavily, and continued to walk down the dark streets of Balamb. "I need help."
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A smell of exotic wildflowers flowed into her room. Morning was setting in, it's golden citrine color emitting through the peach translucent window curtains and into her dim apartment room. Opening her delicate eyelids to reveal cerulean eyes. She yawned, and breathed in the smell of lilacs. Tossing her peach blankets aside, she perched up on her bed in the peach pajamas, and slipped her feet with peach toenails into fuzzy peach-colored slippers.
Quistis Trepe reached for her hair clip and secured her hair tightly in her usual style. Walking to her peach-colored, color-coordinated bathroom, she looked into the mirror.
"Quistis Trepe," she muttered tiredly, "another boring day is waiting for you." She sighed heavily and commenced brushing her teeth.
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His long silver coat trailed stylishly behind him, giving Seifer a sophisticated look and gait. Arriving in his friend's dorm room of Balamb Garden, he knocked on the door. No answer. Seifer impatiently knocked again, this time a little bit harder. No answer. He rolled his eyes.
"Irvine Kinneas!" he spoke, his voice deep and clear. "What are you do-" Seifer stopped short and thought for a moment. He grinned. "Irvine, for the love of Hyne. Stop fucking the girl and come out for your old friend's sake." Seifer waited to a response…
"Aw man!" a male voice whined out. A few seconds afterward a young girl emerged from his dorm room in a towel, blushing from head to toe, looked at Seifer and ran out. Seifer shook his head, chuckled, and leisurely walked into Irvine's room.
"Irvine, just the man I wanted to see."
"Ha, but you're not the one I wanted to see since you chased my girl out," he sneered.
It was a sight to laugh about. Irvine, half-dressed in his boxers, his cinnamon locks messy in an awkward manner, and to top it off, his handsome face engulfed by crimson lip marks from the girl's lipstick. "At least you could've told me ahead of time."
Seifer grinned, and tossed him Irvine's shirt from the floor. "Get dressed," he ordered, and sat down to watch TV.
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Quistis towel-dried her hair, in which smelled like lilacs. After getting dressed in her peach outfit, she looked in her mirror. A frown bestowed on her beautiful pale face. Damn. It's always the same old me everyday, every time. She sighed as she stared to her reflection. Quistis was so tired of her ancient look that never seemed to change. Might as well go shopping. She walked out of her apartment and strolled to the streets of Balamb City, which was a mere seconds of her house. Living near the city wasn't exactly her place to be in, but she loved the idea how the city was within reach.
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Seifer's face seemed grim, to the fact that his friend was laughing so hard at him. He crossed his arms across his chest, waiting intolerantly for Irvine to stop pointing and laughing at him.
"Are you gonna stop soon?"
"Ha ha ha ha *gasp* okay! HA HA HA HA HA HA! *gasp* Okay. I'm *snickers* stopping." Irvine smiled so widely at him. "I need to let your request sink in my head. Hoooooboy!" With that, Irvine continued laughing as hard as hell. Annoyed, Seifer unsheathed his gunblade, and hit the amused cowboy with the butt of his blade.
"Ow!" Irvine stopped laughing and stood up straight. "All right, all right. Erm, uh…sorry. I forgot what you're askin' me for."
Seifer shook his head. "I need you to give me some pointers to get girls. Every time I go out with them, I end up laying unconscious in a ditch, slapped on the face, or being humiliated."
Irvine stood there, an amused grin slapped on his face. "Hm, what exactly did you say or do?"
"Well, I just make a comment and I end up being slapped."
"And what were the comments?"
"Er… 'hey baby, if you were a booger, I'd pick you; um… I was admiring how her boobs would look good on you; If I were a fly, I'd fly around you 'cuz you'd be crap. I mean, I thought of those lines and they never work!"
Irvine couldn't help but snicker. "Seifer, my man, you need a lot of help."
TBC….. R&R!!!!