-1Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII.
Prologue
It was a bleak morning at the orphanage. Quistis was standing on the shore, her bare feet submerged in the icy, gently rolling waves. The cold salty breeze left her pale face numb and her blonde hair streaming in strands behind her.
Squall had once again chosen to remain alone instead of in her company. She just didn't get it. The past few days, she had been just as sweet, caring, and understanding as Sis. So why, why was Squall so distant?
"Hey!" Quistis turned to see a blonde boy with eager green eyes kicking up sand in his haste to reach her. His stride was awkward; the wooden sword he held left him slightly off-balance.
"What?" Quistis called back. Try as she might, she just couldn't keep up her warm façade when Seifer was around.
He came to an ungraceful stop, splashing her as he did so. "I beat up stupid Squall for you." He huffed proudly, lifting his weapon as an implication. He grinned as though his actions had been honorable. Quistis glared at him.
"Why'd you do that? Why can't you leave him alone?" She snapped. Seifer's smile faded.
"He was being mean to you, he's not nice." Seifer grumbled. Quistis' glare deepened before she turned to face the gray, cloudy sky.
"You're a jerk." She muttered. She couldn't see it, but Seifer's face fell.
"I just wanted to protect you." He said softly. "I'll always be your knight."
A/N: I know, it's really short, but bear with me, it's just the prologue. Please let me know if you find this interesting by hitting the review button.