Its Over: Selphie's Side
by Mariye

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Disclaimer: Hi! Don't own anyone here except for Charlott Kinneas,
and even then, its not like she has a huge part.
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Selphie was lying, napping on her bed. All the late nights of working
for the festival have been getting to her.

:::Bang bang:::

Selphie rose up. She almost called out to ask who it was, but with
Irvine acting like a psycho lately, she decided to take the safe way
and walked to the door and looked through the peep-hole.

"Zell!"

She opened the door quickly and helped him in. A bruise was forming
around his right eye, and his lip was cut.

"Selphie, we gotta do something. Irvine's just gone crazy. You have to
go to Cid or Xu with this." Selphie took Zell's arm and sat him down
on her bed.

"Cure!" She cast it on him and his split lip healed, but the bruise
was still there. "What happened? Are you alright?" Selphie sat down
next to him and took his hand. Zell looked into her eyes and shook
his head.

"I was taking my T-Board to the Quad to do some boarding, and Irvine
just came up to me, swearing and everything. He was saying you were his
and there was no way in, well, I was always taught to never swear
around a girl, but he said he wouldn't let me near you, and when I
tried to explain, he just attacked me." Zell looked down at his feet.
"Maybe we should even get some higher authorities involved..."

Selphie was floored. "Higher authorities? Zell, I agree with getting
Cid and Xu in this, but do we really need higher authorities in this?"
She tried to look at him, but he turned his head. Zell jumped up and
looked at her.

"Of COURSE we DO! Look what that jerk did to me!!! How is it gonna
look for Garden's best Martial artist to be walking around with a
BLACK EYE?!?! If he could do this to me, imagine how if he wanted to,
he could hurt YOU!" Zell seemed to calm down a second, when he saw
Selphie's shocked face. He breathed in and kneeled down in front of
her. "Plus I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what he could do to you. He could
even take that attitude 'if I can't have her, no one will.' I don't
want anything to happen to you." Zell took her hand. "Its all up to
you Sefie." Selphie looked down at her hands.

~Oh Irvine, why did you have to do this. I... I guess its all for the
best.~ She looked up at Zell.

"Let me sleep on it. Tomorrow we'll go see Cid and tell him everything.
He can advise us on the best path we can take." Zell nodded and stood
up.

"I'm behind you all the way."

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Selphie and Zell took the elevator up to the third floor.

~No backing out now. I know going to the headmaster is necessary, but
I'm still not sure about the police.~ Her and Zell walked into the
airy office.

"Hello! Nice to see both of you!" Cid came out of a side door and
stepped in front of them. "What can I do for you? Come to play a
game of cards and win back your RedDragonCard Zell?"

"This is about Irvine Kinneas." Zell said, with an edge in his voice.
"He's getting dangerous and I think he could end up hurting Selphie.
I'm concerned."

"Kinneas, Kinneas, why does that sound so familiar..." Cid said as he
paced back and forth.

"He was with us when we beat Ultimecia." Selphie said, trying to jog
the headmaster's memory.

"No, thats not it..." Cid moved behind his desk and started sifting
through papers.

"He was a Galbadia Garden transfer student. A sharpshooter." Zell
said, trying to offer helpful information.

"No... ah! Now I know why I know that name!" Cid pulled out a short
form and held it up.

"What's that? A transfer request to send the psycho back where he came
from?" Zell asked snidely. Selphie poked him.

~I didn't expect this...~ She thought. ~Maybe... maybe that girl
really was his cousin this time...~

"No, actually, this is a transcript that basically says he is leaving
SeeD and Garden."

"He applied for a discharge?" Selphie asked. "Did he give a reason?"
Cid looked at the two stunned teenagers in front of him. He
skimmed the document.

"He says he was a third wheel and not wanted, so he left."

Selphie looked at Zell, then Cid.

"Did you two come here for his forwarding address? He didn't give one,
sorry. And he left this morning too. Its a shame. Says here he was
the best marksman in all the Gardens put together. Sharpshooters are
almost as hard to come by as Gunblade-specialists."

"Thank you Cid. Come on Zell, let's go." Selphie grabbed his arm and
started to pull him out of the office.

"What about having him caught and held responsible..."

"He's gone Zell, and I doubt he's coming back."

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[three or four weeks later]

Selphie walked to the front of the stage and bowed. Everyone was
smiling and clapping for her.

"Thank you everyone! I hope you enjoyed this Garden Festival as much
as I did! I'd like to thank all the participants! Lets give them a
hand!"

Everyone clapped even more. Zell moved his way to the front of the
crowd in the Quad and blew her a kiss. Selphie smiled and looked at
all the people.

"Thank you all for coming and helping make this our MOST popular
festival. I hope to see you all at the student produced play in
the fall! Good night!" Selphie hopped off the front of the stage into
Zell's waiting arms. They kissed.

"You did great baby."

"Thanks!" Selphie blushed and hugged him. She then noticed Nida
yelling and jumping around. Her and Zell walked over to him. Selphie
tapped his shoulder.

"Hey Flyboy, what's up?" Nida turned and hugged her, then calmed down
a second.

"My girlfriend just agreed to marry me!" Zell smiled and shook his
hand.

"That's great! Is she here? Can we meet her?"

"Sure! Charlott, come here! Bring your aunt, uncle, and mom with too!
You have to meet some of my friends!" Nida called to a blond girl.

A girl with dirty-blond short hair and a brown trenchcoat came over
with three people who looked like ranchers or farmers.

"Hi Nida. Oh, you look familiar..." Charlott looked at Selphie and
then shook her head. "No, I guess not..."

"What?" Selphie looked at her.

"Nothing."

"No, tell me." Selphie asked.

"Well, you look a lot like a girl my cousin is seeing," Charlott then
glared at Zell, then back at Selphie, "But I guess I was mistaken.
I'm Charlott Kinneas. This is my Mom, Sand, my Uncle Arden Kinneas,
and my Aunt Deri Kinneas." Charlott took Nida's hand.

"You're related to Irvine, aren't you?" Zell asked while looking at
her.

"You know my cousin! Is he here? We all haven't talked for so long.
He told us about this festival three months ago, and when we stopped
hearing from him about four weeks ago, we were hoping to see him
here."

Selphie gulped and looked at Zell. ~Irvine was telling the truth...
I don't want to be the one who tells her he's gone.~

Nida looked at Charlott. "Actually, I was going to tell all of you
after the festival, I... I didn't want to spoil your good time, but,
Irvine's gone. We don't know where. He left almost four weeks ago."
Charlott looked at all of them, then shook her head.

"No... you're all lying! He wouldn't leave and not tell me! He
wouldn't!" Selphie watched as Zell made a lame excuse to go talk to
Squall and Charlott's family and Nida tried to calm her down. She
stopped and ran out.

"Charlott!" Nida ran off after her. Selphie looked at the Kinneas
family that stood in front of her.

"They were close?" She asked. While Charlott's mother ran off to go
help Nida, Irvine's parents moved closer to talk to her.

"They were more like brother and sister than cousins. She worshipped
him in a way. Especially after she was raped. He was the only one who
could talk to her and get through to her." Irvine's father said as
his mother sifted through her purse. She pulled out a sheet of paper
and a pen.

"This is our phone number." She said, as she wrote. "If you see him
again, please tell him to call or call us. Please. He's all we have,
and actually, tonight we were coming to ask him to come home for a
while. Mr. Kinneas has been sick lately, and we were hoping he'd come
stay for a while and help out."

"I will. Excuse me." Selphie had to get away. She couldn't face those
people and the truth that had been suddenly shoved in her face.

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[two years later]

"I just wanna look in this shop and pick up something for mom, okay?"
Zell said as he and Selphie stopped at the gift shop outside the
Balamb train station. "Course, her hearing about our engagement will
probably be gift enough."

"Alright. I'll just wait out here. Its too beautiful a day to be
inside." She smiled and walked over to a bench. Just as she was about
to sit down, she saw the gleam of a long rifle in the holster of a
man whose back was to her.

~Is that... Exeter?!?~ Selphie studied the man for a moment, trying to
see if this was the man she knew and had loved. He had similar
blondish hair, only it was shorter, cut into a style almost similar
to Seifer's, except with short, wispy bangs. The eyes seemed like a
harsher, colder green though. And instead of the cowboy attire her
friend had always loved, he wore a butt-length (A/N there really is
no right way to descibe it other than that...) black leather coat.

~I still have to ask.~ She got up and tapped the man on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, but do you know a man named Irvine Kinneas?" The man
turned to face her.

"I'm sorry, but I have no clue who you're talking about miss."

"Oh, do you mind if I ask where you bought that gun?" Selphie eyed
him up. ~He looks seedy and cruel. Maybe he's an assassin. A gun for
hire who saw Irvine, wanted his gun, and killed him for it.~

"I found it in the desert around the desert prison. Lots of good
weapons there that belonged to prisoners there." As the train
whistle blew, the man stepped away. "If you'd excuse me I must take
my leave." Zell came up behind Selphie.

"Who was that guy?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No one we know." Selphie sighed. And the two walked away.

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[the end]

A/N: I know its sad. (I even was squirtin a few when I was writing
about Irvine's family meeting Selphie and Zell. Now this is a first
in this series. Usually in each of this series stories I have one
scene where Irvine + Selphie are together, and when that happens, I
give the person who's side I'm telling's thoughts. This is the only
one that doesn't have that scene... or does it (ooo, got your
curiosity going now, right? Well... you have to wait for Irvine's
side...)