Disclaimer: No, I don't own Final Fantasy 8 or anything related to it... I just borrowed the characters for a little while. ^.^;;
Author's Note: Hey, while I'm working on "Eye of the Storm" and seeing how "Heart of a Lion, Wings of an Angel" is probably going to be a flop, I decided to try my hand out at a Quistis/Seifer fic. (I don't like the term Quiefer that much...) This should have a happier mood than "Eye of the Storm"... More like a PG thing, at most PG13.
All right, so here I go... What happens when Squall and Rinoa disappear after the Second Sorceress War and it's discovered that the Third War is about to start? Who's behind it? Who's going to stop it? How are they going to stop it?
"When the Heavens Cry"
[ - - Prologue - - ]
A young girl, a child of only 6, with shimmering strawberry blond hair, pulled into a high ponytail, danced merrily about the meadow, collecting only the purest of the white daisies she pranced around. Her crystal blue eyes glistened, as she sang happily weaving the daises into a crown fit for a young queen. She placed it atop her head and twirled, her red sundress following her every movement.
Another young girl, aged 5, with long brown hair with a pale yellow dress ran out to greet the blond, her bright green eyes matching the fresh summer grass. "Quisty!" she called out a spirited tone. "Quisty! Quistiiiiis!"
The older girl looked up and squinted under the midday sun, her gaze falling toward the stone house she lived in with her friends and her Matron. She smiled and stood up, a basket full of daises in her arms. "Sefie! I'm here!"
The shorter brunette waved her arms from the garden at the side of the house. "Quisty! Seifer's picking on Zell again! He got mad when Zell wouldn't tell him where yoo were!"
Quistis giggled lightly, running toward the stone house. Only she, Quistis Trepe, could tame the wild beast that was Seifer Almasy. Quistis giggled once more as she reached her friend Sefie, Selphie Tilmitt, and placed a crown of daises upon her head as well. "Let's go play 'Castle', ok? And we'll make everyone play too!"
Selphie nodded. "Ok! I'll get Irvy and Squall! Yoo get Seifer and Zell!"
Quistis nodded and ran the opposite direction as Selphie, making her way in through the back door of the house. "Zell!" Quistis called out. "It's Quisty! Where are yoo?"
"Quisty!" cried a young blond boy with aqua blue eyes, about 5, running behind Quistis for shelter. "Ah, help me!"
"Cry-baby-Zell! Where'd yoo go?" came a voice, followed a second later by a second boy with golden blond hair, age 6, with a stick in his hand. "There yoo are! Get outta my way, Quisty!"
Quistis put a hand on her hip. "No. We're all gonna play together!" the young girl stated firmly.
The golden haired boy pouted suddenly, dropping the stick to the side. "What're we gonna play, Quisty?" he asked, eyeing the younger blond behind her.
Zell stuck his tongue out at Seifer, while Quistis answered. "We're gonna play 'Castle'!" she told them happily. "Let's go outside and meet Sefie, Irvy, and Squall, ok?"
Zell nodded and ran out to the back before Seifer had a chance to see him. Quistis giggled and turned to her golden haired friend... her best friend. "Seifey!" she teased with a hug.
Seifer frowned. "Don't call me that. And don't hug me."
Quistis look hurt. "Huh? Why not? I always do, yoo know... When no one is around..."
Seifer stopped at the door and turned toward her. "Yoo like Zell more than yoo like me. And besides Zell, there's *him*. Ever since Elle went away, you look at *him* and talk to *him* more than me," he said, looking down at the floor with his deep blue eyes, his cheeks growing a nice rosy pink.
Quistis raised an eyebrow knowing exactly who he was talking about, then smiled. "Seifey! Yoo're gonna like this game!" she shouted, hooking his elbow and taking him outside.
A little boy with reddish auburn hair, some falling in front of his eyes, looked up from the grass at the two older children. "Quisty! Help me!" he cried from beneath three other children; One was the happy little brunette, the second was the little blond boy, and the third was another 5 year old boy with the sky in his eyes and shiny soft brown hair.
Quistis giggled. "Sefie! Zell! Get off! You too Squall!"
The three young children giggled. "But Quisty..." they whined, reluctantly getting off their friend.
Quistis shook her head. Selphie was the last to get off, helping Irvine to his feet. "Irvy, I'm sorry!" she told him, giving the slightly taller boy a tight squeeze.
"It's ok, Sefie, yoo'll always be my Butterfly. Yoo didn't weigh that much anyway..." he turned to Zell. "But yoo... Did you get into the kitchen after dinner, again?"
Quistis realized that Zell was about to start wailing again, so she spoke up quickly. "Ok!! We're gonna play 'Castle' and we have to have parts!" She ran over to a flat rock. "Ok, the King and the Queen are gonna sit here and they're gonna have a princess! And then there are gonna be knights who try and get the princess!"
Sefie giggled. "I wanna be the princess! I wanna be the princess!" she shouted, pumping her fist in the air.
Quistis nodded. "Ok, then me and Seifer are gonna be the Queen and the King 'cause we're the oldest!"
"Woo-hoo!" Selphie shouted. "Irvy'll be my knight in shining armor and Squally and Zelly are kidnap me and take me away!"
Everyone nodded and scattered about the yard. Quistis and Seifer sat upon their cold thrones, with Selphie standing before them. Zell and Squall scattered off to the side and Irvine ran to the door and sat on the step. Selphie, seeing everyone in their place, smiled and turned to Quistis and Seifer. "Mommy! Daddy! I picked a prince, and he's a sweetie!"
They played that day, played until supper time, and long after they were supposed to be asleep. They continued to play, with the same roles, over and over until finally their Matron woke up to the sounds of sticks beating against each other in the room her children shared. Rushing in, she tucked them all into their beds and blew out the candles. In the bed at the corner, a little blond girl turned to the bed at her left. "Pssst! Seifey! Are yoo awake?" she called in a whisper.
"I am now!" he answered roughly. "I was trying to sleep, Quisty!"
"I'm sorry, Seifey... Come outside with me?" she asked softly, slipping from her bed and tiptoeing to his, tugging the sheets off of him.
"Ok, ok..." he mumbled, reluctantly sitting up and following the girl out the door. "Where are going?"
The little girl stayed silently and led him to the beach behind the house, which was past the yard and down the stone steps. She sat on the beach, at a spot where the waves were just out of reach, but close enough to feel the breeze against her skin. She waited until the blond boy sat beside her before she started to speak. "Did you like the game, Seifer?"
Seifer laid back on the beach, and stared into the clear night sky, the moon suspended among the stars, full and high. "Yea, it was fun... I got to boss around Selphie and put Zell and Squall in the dungeon."
Quistis laid down beside her best friend, gazing up at the heavens. "Did you like being the King?"
Seifer shrugged. "Yea... It's always been a dream, really.... Ever since Matron read us those stories when we would go to bed, I wanted to be a King and rule over other people... And I'd be fair too..."
Quistis giggled. "Well, wouldn't you need a queen?"
Seifer glanced over at his friend and then back up at the stars. "I guess... But I don't want just any queen... I want someone who knows me and won't take all my gil and stuff."
"How 'bout this," Quistis offered, sitting up and turning toward her friend. "When yoo become a King, then I'll be your Queen."
Seifer sat up too. "What if yoo become a Queen first?"
Quistis shrugged. "Then yoo'll be my King... So, when one of us gets a kingdom, we'll both meet here... Right at this very spot."
Seifer thought a moment. "But how will we know when to come?"
Quistis also took a moment to think. "We'll just know 'cause we're best friends!" she told him and hugged him before laying down again and watching the stars shine.
Seifer smiled at her and then laid down too, both just staring at the sheet of black space above them, glittering with gold and silver.
Little did they know that a pair of knowing eyes watched them from the top of the stone stairway. Matron. She smiled at them, knowing the things they will go through. She could see the battle they would take part in along with her other children. They would all have to battle her someday, and she knew they'd succeed with the help of their quiet Squall... After that, however, there was something else... Something unclear... Something that Squall wouldn't be able to help with... Something Quistis and Seifer would have to do themselves or else all would be lost... All they she had was a scroll:
"The Knight will become a King
The Watcher will become a Queen
When the midnight clouds gather
And shroud the world in mist
The King will seek the Queen
They will fight together side by side
Four warriors will appear to aide them
One with eyes like an emerald
The spirit of the faeries
One with eyes like a misty opal
With a weapon of chrome
One with eyes like the ocean
Flying fists of steel
One with eyes like the dark night
Quick like the wind
If they prove to be the victors,
The sun will emerge from hiding
The moon will be placed among it's glitter
If they die bravely in the battle,
The mighty rains will pour from the Heavens
And forever trap the planet it's Cry."
To Be Continued...
Like it? Love it? Hate it? Despise it? (for other reasons than new characters) Good? Bad? Great? Sucked? Give me some input! ^.^ I hope that you liked it though... I'd like to know how you thought of it so leave a review or email me if you'd like! Thanks for reading! I hope to keep this series going for a bit!
Author's Note: Hey, while I'm working on "Eye of the Storm" and seeing how "Heart of a Lion, Wings of an Angel" is probably going to be a flop, I decided to try my hand out at a Quistis/Seifer fic. (I don't like the term Quiefer that much...) This should have a happier mood than "Eye of the Storm"... More like a PG thing, at most PG13.
All right, so here I go... What happens when Squall and Rinoa disappear after the Second Sorceress War and it's discovered that the Third War is about to start? Who's behind it? Who's going to stop it? How are they going to stop it?
"When the Heavens Cry"
[ - - Prologue - - ]
A young girl, a child of only 6, with shimmering strawberry blond hair, pulled into a high ponytail, danced merrily about the meadow, collecting only the purest of the white daisies she pranced around. Her crystal blue eyes glistened, as she sang happily weaving the daises into a crown fit for a young queen. She placed it atop her head and twirled, her red sundress following her every movement.
Another young girl, aged 5, with long brown hair with a pale yellow dress ran out to greet the blond, her bright green eyes matching the fresh summer grass. "Quisty!" she called out a spirited tone. "Quisty! Quistiiiiis!"
The older girl looked up and squinted under the midday sun, her gaze falling toward the stone house she lived in with her friends and her Matron. She smiled and stood up, a basket full of daises in her arms. "Sefie! I'm here!"
The shorter brunette waved her arms from the garden at the side of the house. "Quisty! Seifer's picking on Zell again! He got mad when Zell wouldn't tell him where yoo were!"
Quistis giggled lightly, running toward the stone house. Only she, Quistis Trepe, could tame the wild beast that was Seifer Almasy. Quistis giggled once more as she reached her friend Sefie, Selphie Tilmitt, and placed a crown of daises upon her head as well. "Let's go play 'Castle', ok? And we'll make everyone play too!"
Selphie nodded. "Ok! I'll get Irvy and Squall! Yoo get Seifer and Zell!"
Quistis nodded and ran the opposite direction as Selphie, making her way in through the back door of the house. "Zell!" Quistis called out. "It's Quisty! Where are yoo?"
"Quisty!" cried a young blond boy with aqua blue eyes, about 5, running behind Quistis for shelter. "Ah, help me!"
"Cry-baby-Zell! Where'd yoo go?" came a voice, followed a second later by a second boy with golden blond hair, age 6, with a stick in his hand. "There yoo are! Get outta my way, Quisty!"
Quistis put a hand on her hip. "No. We're all gonna play together!" the young girl stated firmly.
The golden haired boy pouted suddenly, dropping the stick to the side. "What're we gonna play, Quisty?" he asked, eyeing the younger blond behind her.
Zell stuck his tongue out at Seifer, while Quistis answered. "We're gonna play 'Castle'!" she told them happily. "Let's go outside and meet Sefie, Irvy, and Squall, ok?"
Zell nodded and ran out to the back before Seifer had a chance to see him. Quistis giggled and turned to her golden haired friend... her best friend. "Seifey!" she teased with a hug.
Seifer frowned. "Don't call me that. And don't hug me."
Quistis look hurt. "Huh? Why not? I always do, yoo know... When no one is around..."
Seifer stopped at the door and turned toward her. "Yoo like Zell more than yoo like me. And besides Zell, there's *him*. Ever since Elle went away, you look at *him* and talk to *him* more than me," he said, looking down at the floor with his deep blue eyes, his cheeks growing a nice rosy pink.
Quistis raised an eyebrow knowing exactly who he was talking about, then smiled. "Seifey! Yoo're gonna like this game!" she shouted, hooking his elbow and taking him outside.
A little boy with reddish auburn hair, some falling in front of his eyes, looked up from the grass at the two older children. "Quisty! Help me!" he cried from beneath three other children; One was the happy little brunette, the second was the little blond boy, and the third was another 5 year old boy with the sky in his eyes and shiny soft brown hair.
Quistis giggled. "Sefie! Zell! Get off! You too Squall!"
The three young children giggled. "But Quisty..." they whined, reluctantly getting off their friend.
Quistis shook her head. Selphie was the last to get off, helping Irvine to his feet. "Irvy, I'm sorry!" she told him, giving the slightly taller boy a tight squeeze.
"It's ok, Sefie, yoo'll always be my Butterfly. Yoo didn't weigh that much anyway..." he turned to Zell. "But yoo... Did you get into the kitchen after dinner, again?"
Quistis realized that Zell was about to start wailing again, so she spoke up quickly. "Ok!! We're gonna play 'Castle' and we have to have parts!" She ran over to a flat rock. "Ok, the King and the Queen are gonna sit here and they're gonna have a princess! And then there are gonna be knights who try and get the princess!"
Sefie giggled. "I wanna be the princess! I wanna be the princess!" she shouted, pumping her fist in the air.
Quistis nodded. "Ok, then me and Seifer are gonna be the Queen and the King 'cause we're the oldest!"
"Woo-hoo!" Selphie shouted. "Irvy'll be my knight in shining armor and Squally and Zelly are kidnap me and take me away!"
Everyone nodded and scattered about the yard. Quistis and Seifer sat upon their cold thrones, with Selphie standing before them. Zell and Squall scattered off to the side and Irvine ran to the door and sat on the step. Selphie, seeing everyone in their place, smiled and turned to Quistis and Seifer. "Mommy! Daddy! I picked a prince, and he's a sweetie!"
They played that day, played until supper time, and long after they were supposed to be asleep. They continued to play, with the same roles, over and over until finally their Matron woke up to the sounds of sticks beating against each other in the room her children shared. Rushing in, she tucked them all into their beds and blew out the candles. In the bed at the corner, a little blond girl turned to the bed at her left. "Pssst! Seifey! Are yoo awake?" she called in a whisper.
"I am now!" he answered roughly. "I was trying to sleep, Quisty!"
"I'm sorry, Seifey... Come outside with me?" she asked softly, slipping from her bed and tiptoeing to his, tugging the sheets off of him.
"Ok, ok..." he mumbled, reluctantly sitting up and following the girl out the door. "Where are going?"
The little girl stayed silently and led him to the beach behind the house, which was past the yard and down the stone steps. She sat on the beach, at a spot where the waves were just out of reach, but close enough to feel the breeze against her skin. She waited until the blond boy sat beside her before she started to speak. "Did you like the game, Seifer?"
Seifer laid back on the beach, and stared into the clear night sky, the moon suspended among the stars, full and high. "Yea, it was fun... I got to boss around Selphie and put Zell and Squall in the dungeon."
Quistis laid down beside her best friend, gazing up at the heavens. "Did you like being the King?"
Seifer shrugged. "Yea... It's always been a dream, really.... Ever since Matron read us those stories when we would go to bed, I wanted to be a King and rule over other people... And I'd be fair too..."
Quistis giggled. "Well, wouldn't you need a queen?"
Seifer glanced over at his friend and then back up at the stars. "I guess... But I don't want just any queen... I want someone who knows me and won't take all my gil and stuff."
"How 'bout this," Quistis offered, sitting up and turning toward her friend. "When yoo become a King, then I'll be your Queen."
Seifer sat up too. "What if yoo become a Queen first?"
Quistis shrugged. "Then yoo'll be my King... So, when one of us gets a kingdom, we'll both meet here... Right at this very spot."
Seifer thought a moment. "But how will we know when to come?"
Quistis also took a moment to think. "We'll just know 'cause we're best friends!" she told him and hugged him before laying down again and watching the stars shine.
Seifer smiled at her and then laid down too, both just staring at the sheet of black space above them, glittering with gold and silver.
Little did they know that a pair of knowing eyes watched them from the top of the stone stairway. Matron. She smiled at them, knowing the things they will go through. She could see the battle they would take part in along with her other children. They would all have to battle her someday, and she knew they'd succeed with the help of their quiet Squall... After that, however, there was something else... Something unclear... Something that Squall wouldn't be able to help with... Something Quistis and Seifer would have to do themselves or else all would be lost... All they she had was a scroll:
"The Knight will become a King
The Watcher will become a Queen
When the midnight clouds gather
And shroud the world in mist
The King will seek the Queen
They will fight together side by side
Four warriors will appear to aide them
One with eyes like an emerald
The spirit of the faeries
One with eyes like a misty opal
With a weapon of chrome
One with eyes like the ocean
Flying fists of steel
One with eyes like the dark night
Quick like the wind
If they prove to be the victors,
The sun will emerge from hiding
The moon will be placed among it's glitter
If they die bravely in the battle,
The mighty rains will pour from the Heavens
And forever trap the planet it's Cry."
To Be Continued...
Like it? Love it? Hate it? Despise it? (for other reasons than new characters) Good? Bad? Great? Sucked? Give me some input! ^.^ I hope that you liked it though... I'd like to know how you thought of it so leave a review or email me if you'd like! Thanks for reading! I hope to keep this series going for a bit!