Eyes on You
-Quistis' POV-
'Here we go again…another year, another dance. I should just leave, but Cid wouldn't allow it.' Quistis Trepe sighed and looked back at her half-empty glass of wine. She hated these dances. The only thing these dances were good for was getting her away from her desk for a night. …It also gave her fan club night to ogle at her in a dress.
Tonight was different, though: Squall was back with Rinoa. She didn't understand him. How could you go back to someone who dumped you for an ex? Quistis could never go back to Seifer…not after he helped Rinoa cheat on Squall. She cheated, but there they were, dancing away. She sighed again. Truth be told, she would give anything to be in his arms and have him look at her the way he looked at Rinoa.
She still regretted what she had said at the Orphanage that day so long ago. She had lied…she didn't think it was a sisterly love: it was real love. She loved Squall more than she had ever loved anyone. Even when she was with Seifer, she wanted him to be Squall. It wasn't really fair to Seifer, but they were alright now. He was still a trouble maker, but he did have the capability of being decent. She was still amazed that Seifer and Squall got along now, even though Squall knew Seifer had been with Rinoa. Squall could be so stupid. He couldn't see what was right under his nose.
Quistis turned and walked out onto the balcony. Garden was stationary for the time being, but the breeze off Balamb Bay was enough to make her chilly. She shivered slightly.
"…are you cold, Quistis?" A low voice asked, startling her. She turned around and felt her face grow warmer.
"Oh, no, I'm ok, Squall. Shouldn't you be finishing your dance with your girlfriend?" Quistis shivered again—her gown wasn't exactly made for cold weather.
"…Rinoa…is not my girlfriend. We never got back together. She stayed with Seifer…he's the one she wanted in the first place. She just sort of ambushed me tonight…not my choice." Squall crossed his arms over his chest.
"Oh…I'm sorry. I didn't know. You just looked happy out there."
"I was. Not because of Rinoa, though. I wasn't looking at her…I was happy because of someone else." Squall started to turn red.
"Oh?" Quistis' heart was pounding. Was it her, or some other girl?
"Yeah, and you know who that was?" Squall asked, taking a few steps to stand next to her by the railing.
Could this be real? Could he really have been watching her, like she was watching him? Or was he just coming to her as a friend? That had to be it. He was just talking to er like a friend. She was aware that she was getting depressed. She wished that he would just take her in his arms. She looked over at him, and found that he was looking at her—the same way he used to look at Rinoa.