The sky above
Prologue
Author's notes: Hey, I'm new! My name's Cincalett and I'm 15 years old, and this is my first try at a Fanfic, so please don't be too harsh with the reviews. Flaming is okay, but try to have a reason for it. I know there's not much happening in this part, but believe me, the next chapters are worth reading this one.
What was I about to say, anyway? Oh yeah: It's a love-triangle… no actually, it's not. There are four people involved. (Quistis, Rinoa, Squall and Seifer.) There is no bashing and I'm trying hardly to keep everybody IN character. It will be kinda dramatic to the end, so be prepared.
Oh yeah, and please, please: review! It keeps me writing if I know someone's waiting for the next parts.
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~Every angel would have fallen for him, I just wish, she hadn't~
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Quistis Trepe became a SeeD when she was only 15 years old, 2 years later, she already taught how to be one.
Now, it was over. She wasn't the special one anymore, and this was hard to handle.
A slap in her face, a kick in her stomach, a stab right through her heart.
It was still an open wound and she had no idea when it was finally going to heal.
So she hided, wrapped herself up in her dream-world, where she was actually loved and still respected. Not a former instructor, not fallen from her throne. And, not fallen for Squall.
Things had never been easy, but he complicated them to extreme.
Squall Leonhart, whom no-one could open up, who lived in his own, shattered world, shutting everybody else out from the solitude he called his life.
And still, he was the one she loved.
She had tried to deny it, but knew it was true.
And maybe, just maybe, the little hell he created and called his own, was what actually fascinated her so much about him. That he lived the tragedy, while she struggled against it, that he accepted, while she ignored.
That he could be helped, while she couldn't.
It was a fact. Rinoa had proven it.
Heaven had sent an angel to rescue Squall Leonhart.
And with that, it had also taken away Quistis' only chance to be rescued.
She knew, Squall and her, they would probably have drowned together.
Now, it was just her.
Alone.
And that was even more painful.
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Walking into Cid's office was something she had become used to during her year as an instructor. Now, it felt strange, even wrong.
"Quistis! It's good to see you again!"
She returned the comment, but by the time the words left her mouth, she instantly knew they were just lies. Lies that need to be told, but lies.
With a huge smile on his face, the director offered the chair in front of his desk, and she sat down.
"Is the a problem with my work as a SeeD, Sir? If yes I will-"
"It's not that, Quistis", he interrupted her immediately. "Your work is excellent and you know that. It's you I'm worried about."
She frowned. "Me, Sir?"
"Yes. After the defeat of Ultemicia, your job as a SeeD began to bore you, right, Quistis?"
Her mouth opened before she was able to speak. Of course her first reflex was to disagree, but then she hesitated.
Deep down, she suddenly knew he was right. He just hadn't used the right words. She wasn't *bored* to be a SeeD. She *hated* it.
"Sir…", lowering her eyes, this was everything she could say.
He nodded. "I see. So I'm right." Hesitating a second, he spoke on: "I've always known you're ambitious, Quistis. This is not a bad attribute, don't get me wrong… It just seems to me, as if your whole self-confidence is build on being successful. That's when being ambitious gets to far, Quistis. You're destroying yourself."
She didn't know what to say. She doubted that there was something to say for her.
"See, Quistis. I know I'm not a psychiatrist, but I care about you. That's why I give you a chance to get your instructor's licence back."
"My… my licence?", she whispered, her eyes widened in disbelief. Was it really happening? Was she dreaming?
"Of course, you will have to prove yourself. Two of Balamb Garden's students need to pass the SeeD test. You will teach them. If one of them fails, you won't get the licence."
Two students. Just two. That was easy.
Smiling widely, she nodded. "I'll do it. I'll teach them."
And she meant it. There was no way she would disappoint Director Cid again.
"I knew you wouldn't give up. You'll meet them at the elevator."
After being dismissed, Quistis practically ran out of the room. She couldn't wait to start teaching again, even if she had to begin with only two students.
She had just opened the door and stopped dead. Two very familiar figures stood in front of her, and she felt the strong urge to scream.
"Rinoa!", she gasped, as the petite raven-haired smiled widely, then hugged her. While being embraced by her friend, Quistis stared at her other student's face.
He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, his grin lopsided. "Finally, we meet again, Instructor. I was actually starting to miss you", Seifer said, sarcasm dripping from every single word.
After letting go of Quistis, Rinoa turned and shot him a look. "Don't be so mean! She has agreed to teach us. Now isn't that nice?"
"Uh, sorry, Rin. I forgot that some of us actually need to become a SeeD to impress their whiny boyfriends."
"He's more a man than you'll ever be! How often did you fail the SeeD test?"
After a while, Quistis stopped listening. She just closed the door to Cid's office, leaned again it and let out a long sigh. This wasn't going to be a piece of cake.
Prologue
Author's notes: Hey, I'm new! My name's Cincalett and I'm 15 years old, and this is my first try at a Fanfic, so please don't be too harsh with the reviews. Flaming is okay, but try to have a reason for it. I know there's not much happening in this part, but believe me, the next chapters are worth reading this one.
What was I about to say, anyway? Oh yeah: It's a love-triangle… no actually, it's not. There are four people involved. (Quistis, Rinoa, Squall and Seifer.) There is no bashing and I'm trying hardly to keep everybody IN character. It will be kinda dramatic to the end, so be prepared.
Oh yeah, and please, please: review! It keeps me writing if I know someone's waiting for the next parts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
~Every angel would have fallen for him, I just wish, she hadn't~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Quistis Trepe became a SeeD when she was only 15 years old, 2 years later, she already taught how to be one.
Now, it was over. She wasn't the special one anymore, and this was hard to handle.
A slap in her face, a kick in her stomach, a stab right through her heart.
It was still an open wound and she had no idea when it was finally going to heal.
So she hided, wrapped herself up in her dream-world, where she was actually loved and still respected. Not a former instructor, not fallen from her throne. And, not fallen for Squall.
Things had never been easy, but he complicated them to extreme.
Squall Leonhart, whom no-one could open up, who lived in his own, shattered world, shutting everybody else out from the solitude he called his life.
And still, he was the one she loved.
She had tried to deny it, but knew it was true.
And maybe, just maybe, the little hell he created and called his own, was what actually fascinated her so much about him. That he lived the tragedy, while she struggled against it, that he accepted, while she ignored.
That he could be helped, while she couldn't.
It was a fact. Rinoa had proven it.
Heaven had sent an angel to rescue Squall Leonhart.
And with that, it had also taken away Quistis' only chance to be rescued.
She knew, Squall and her, they would probably have drowned together.
Now, it was just her.
Alone.
And that was even more painful.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~
Walking into Cid's office was something she had become used to during her year as an instructor. Now, it felt strange, even wrong.
"Quistis! It's good to see you again!"
She returned the comment, but by the time the words left her mouth, she instantly knew they were just lies. Lies that need to be told, but lies.
With a huge smile on his face, the director offered the chair in front of his desk, and she sat down.
"Is the a problem with my work as a SeeD, Sir? If yes I will-"
"It's not that, Quistis", he interrupted her immediately. "Your work is excellent and you know that. It's you I'm worried about."
She frowned. "Me, Sir?"
"Yes. After the defeat of Ultemicia, your job as a SeeD began to bore you, right, Quistis?"
Her mouth opened before she was able to speak. Of course her first reflex was to disagree, but then she hesitated.
Deep down, she suddenly knew he was right. He just hadn't used the right words. She wasn't *bored* to be a SeeD. She *hated* it.
"Sir…", lowering her eyes, this was everything she could say.
He nodded. "I see. So I'm right." Hesitating a second, he spoke on: "I've always known you're ambitious, Quistis. This is not a bad attribute, don't get me wrong… It just seems to me, as if your whole self-confidence is build on being successful. That's when being ambitious gets to far, Quistis. You're destroying yourself."
She didn't know what to say. She doubted that there was something to say for her.
"See, Quistis. I know I'm not a psychiatrist, but I care about you. That's why I give you a chance to get your instructor's licence back."
"My… my licence?", she whispered, her eyes widened in disbelief. Was it really happening? Was she dreaming?
"Of course, you will have to prove yourself. Two of Balamb Garden's students need to pass the SeeD test. You will teach them. If one of them fails, you won't get the licence."
Two students. Just two. That was easy.
Smiling widely, she nodded. "I'll do it. I'll teach them."
And she meant it. There was no way she would disappoint Director Cid again.
"I knew you wouldn't give up. You'll meet them at the elevator."
After being dismissed, Quistis practically ran out of the room. She couldn't wait to start teaching again, even if she had to begin with only two students.
She had just opened the door and stopped dead. Two very familiar figures stood in front of her, and she felt the strong urge to scream.
"Rinoa!", she gasped, as the petite raven-haired smiled widely, then hugged her. While being embraced by her friend, Quistis stared at her other student's face.
He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, his grin lopsided. "Finally, we meet again, Instructor. I was actually starting to miss you", Seifer said, sarcasm dripping from every single word.
After letting go of Quistis, Rinoa turned and shot him a look. "Don't be so mean! She has agreed to teach us. Now isn't that nice?"
"Uh, sorry, Rin. I forgot that some of us actually need to become a SeeD to impress their whiny boyfriends."
"He's more a man than you'll ever be! How often did you fail the SeeD test?"
After a while, Quistis stopped listening. She just closed the door to Cid's office, leaned again it and let out a long sigh. This wasn't going to be a piece of cake.