Oblivious
A/N: I'm sorry to the fans of Silent Screams. I'm terribly stuck on Chapter 28. It's been rewritten a thousand times and still not happy with it. So, I've decided to hand write it while I'm on trips and work on this story while I'm home. I'm very sorry if the updates seem slower than usual. I promise as soon as school starts back up (Sept. 9th I think) I'll be able to transfer documents much more because half of the day, I'll be working with computers. So, all what I need is a disk! LoL! Anyway, I hope this keeps you entertained. I already have like, half of it done, so updates are either once a week or twice a week. Read and Review!
Chapter One
She sat there, staring deep into the eternal struggle of milk versus coffee, ignoring the drone of her peers as they talked. She thought it strange that coffee could be so many colors, yet, taste the same when she took a drink. Suddenly, she felt an annoying tapping on her arm that could not be ignored. She lifted her head up, staring at the petite brunette, muttering out her tired words. "Yes?" She smiled brightly, her perfectly straight teeth gleaming. She squinted. "What?"
"I whitened my teeth!"
She glared solemnly. "Really?"
She nodded and smiled, her brown hair bouncing as she nodded. "Considering how much coffee you drink, Quistis, I think you should too!"
She sighed at that point, pushing her chair away from the table of three and lifting her cup to trash it. The girl behind her frowned and shrugged, turned and continued talking to the other brunettes. Quistis placed the cup in the trash and continued on towards the door. Suddenly, a blur of mixed colors ran by her and she nearly fell over. If it weren't for the strong arms of another, her head would be in the trash. "Careful there, sweet stuff."
Quistis knew that voice all too well. He lifted her up back to standing position and smiled. "Yes, Irvine?"
"Go to dinner with me tonight..."
She sighed and tried to side step him. He knew her moves all too well and followed each and every side step and turn. Quistis paused for one second and frowned. "Please let me by?"
"Not until you answer my question." He smiled once again and winked at her. She shook her head and walked past him, her arms crossed. Irvine was not a person to give up. He quickly spun around and followed her. "Please?"
"What is this, Irvine? Your hundredth time asking me?" Quistis sighed in confusion. She didn't know why Irvine had asked her so often to go to dinner. He could have his pick of the litter, considering that he was a hero.
"Hundred and eighteenth to be exact." Quistis spun around, glaring at him. "I won't stop asking until you say yes."
"Well, looks like I've got a lot to deal with then."
Quistis spun back around just as a voice boomed over the intercom. "Would Quistis Trepe, Irvine Kinneas, and Squall Leonhart please report to Headmaster Cid's office immediately. I repeat, Quistis Trepe, Irvine Kinneas, and Squall Leonhart."
The message ended and Quistis sighed. She walked over to the elevator and pressed the up button. She felt a hand wrap around her shoulder blade as the elevator was on the second level. "Irvine, please. My answer is no."
He sighed. "Oh come on! Just one dinner! What's that gonna do, kill you?"
Quistis walked into the elevator followed by Irvine. She pressed the third floor button and sighed once more. "Well, I don't know. Considering half the faculty and student body that you have taken out, yes, it would kill me."
Irvine frowned once again. Suddenly, he pressed the stop button and grabbed Quistis by the shoulders, pinning her to the wall. "Please?"
She glared. "Irvine...this is lowering your chances of me saying yes."
He smiled his genuine smile, something rare for him. "If I wasn't sincere, why would I ask this many times?"
She stared into his violet-blue eyes and blinked. "Because I'm the last piece of fresh ass."
He released his grip and pressed the go button, all the while chuckling. As they reached the third floor, his chuckling echoed throughout the elevator. Quistis glared at him as he walked off and waited for her to walk off. She walked in front of him, only to feel a hard hand come in contact with her behind. "Well, Quistis, you are getting a bit older and lazier with your workout."
She gawked at him as he sat down in the waiting area. "What is that supposed to mean?" she bellowed out as she marched over to him. He grinned and stared up at her. "Tell me!"
"Go to dinner with me."
"No."
"Then that's my answer too."
Quistis glared at him and sat down next to him. The elevator beeped and went down to the first level. "Are you saying I have a flabby rear?"
His eyes darted away from any vision of her. "Perhaps..."
He could see what she was doing. It was either she was glaring with that wild passion he loved, or gawking like she's never done. Suddenly, he felt a hard fist come into contact with his shoulder. "Jerk!"
"Ow!"
The elevator beeped again, its doors opening only to reveal her true desire. She sighed softly, ignoring the whelping of Irvine and looked up at what should be considered a God. He was strong, handsome, and everything a girl wanted. Irvine may be the swooner of the ladies, but Squall did the real swooning. He turned his head over to Irvine and Quistis and walked right up to them. "Hey," he mumbled out.
"Hey man, what's up?" Irvine raised his hand and with his other hand, wrapped his arm around Quistis. Squall sat down next to Irvine and suddenly moved three inches. "Ow!"
Squall raised one eyebrow and turned and looked at Irvine. "My answer is still no, Irvine!"
"Everything ok?" Squall asked in his non-caring way. They all knew he cared, or else he wouldn't ask. But the way he said it was so cold and cruel some found it hard to believe.
"Oh of course, Squall! The little lady is just being difficult," the smooth operator said with a wink towards the man.
"Please, Irvine. I would never be your little lady. Ever." With that said, she stood up and walked across the hallway and sat on the floor. Squall let out a small chuckle, which soon stopped with a glare from Quistis.
The fighting stopped as two large doors opened up and revealed the headmaster himself, Cid. "Afternoon. Squall, Irvine, Quistis," he turned and looked at Quistis funny as he said their names. "Dare I ask why you're sitting on the floor?"
"No," she muttered out, still glaring at Irvine who simply smiled.
"Right. Anyway, if you all would come and join me in my office?" he said as he played with his vest. Quistis got up and walked in first, taking a seat in the middle chair. Squall came in next and sat to her left while Irvine took a seat to her right. Cid closed the doors and walked to his desk and stood in front of it. "It's mission time."
The three nodded their heads. Although they were honorary SeeD members, and got paid the highest amount without doing anything, they still took missions. In fact, they took the hardest missions. "What's it this time, sir?" Irvine asked.
"Well, Esthar is throwing a worldwide ball for all the posh members of society," Cid said, looking directly at Squall.
"What?" he muttered. If it was one thing Squall hated, it was being stared at. "Just because my dad is president," he said before being cut short.
"Oh, no. Not because of that. You're father has requested SeeD there because he has received assassination letters. I'm sending you three to investigate."
"Won't it be obvious though?" Quistis asked. "I mean, we'll be spotted before we even go into the ball."
Cid chuckled. "True. Then again, it won't be you going, Quistis."
Irvine and Squall both cocked their heads to one side. "What do you mean?" she asked, puzzled.
"Well, it will be you. But it won't be. You'll be in disguised as Priestess Masako."
A/N: I'm sorry to the fans of Silent Screams. I'm terribly stuck on Chapter 28. It's been rewritten a thousand times and still not happy with it. So, I've decided to hand write it while I'm on trips and work on this story while I'm home. I'm very sorry if the updates seem slower than usual. I promise as soon as school starts back up (Sept. 9th I think) I'll be able to transfer documents much more because half of the day, I'll be working with computers. So, all what I need is a disk! LoL! Anyway, I hope this keeps you entertained. I already have like, half of it done, so updates are either once a week or twice a week. Read and Review!
Chapter One
She sat there, staring deep into the eternal struggle of milk versus coffee, ignoring the drone of her peers as they talked. She thought it strange that coffee could be so many colors, yet, taste the same when she took a drink. Suddenly, she felt an annoying tapping on her arm that could not be ignored. She lifted her head up, staring at the petite brunette, muttering out her tired words. "Yes?" She smiled brightly, her perfectly straight teeth gleaming. She squinted. "What?"
"I whitened my teeth!"
She glared solemnly. "Really?"
She nodded and smiled, her brown hair bouncing as she nodded. "Considering how much coffee you drink, Quistis, I think you should too!"
She sighed at that point, pushing her chair away from the table of three and lifting her cup to trash it. The girl behind her frowned and shrugged, turned and continued talking to the other brunettes. Quistis placed the cup in the trash and continued on towards the door. Suddenly, a blur of mixed colors ran by her and she nearly fell over. If it weren't for the strong arms of another, her head would be in the trash. "Careful there, sweet stuff."
Quistis knew that voice all too well. He lifted her up back to standing position and smiled. "Yes, Irvine?"
"Go to dinner with me tonight..."
She sighed and tried to side step him. He knew her moves all too well and followed each and every side step and turn. Quistis paused for one second and frowned. "Please let me by?"
"Not until you answer my question." He smiled once again and winked at her. She shook her head and walked past him, her arms crossed. Irvine was not a person to give up. He quickly spun around and followed her. "Please?"
"What is this, Irvine? Your hundredth time asking me?" Quistis sighed in confusion. She didn't know why Irvine had asked her so often to go to dinner. He could have his pick of the litter, considering that he was a hero.
"Hundred and eighteenth to be exact." Quistis spun around, glaring at him. "I won't stop asking until you say yes."
"Well, looks like I've got a lot to deal with then."
Quistis spun back around just as a voice boomed over the intercom. "Would Quistis Trepe, Irvine Kinneas, and Squall Leonhart please report to Headmaster Cid's office immediately. I repeat, Quistis Trepe, Irvine Kinneas, and Squall Leonhart."
The message ended and Quistis sighed. She walked over to the elevator and pressed the up button. She felt a hand wrap around her shoulder blade as the elevator was on the second level. "Irvine, please. My answer is no."
He sighed. "Oh come on! Just one dinner! What's that gonna do, kill you?"
Quistis walked into the elevator followed by Irvine. She pressed the third floor button and sighed once more. "Well, I don't know. Considering half the faculty and student body that you have taken out, yes, it would kill me."
Irvine frowned once again. Suddenly, he pressed the stop button and grabbed Quistis by the shoulders, pinning her to the wall. "Please?"
She glared. "Irvine...this is lowering your chances of me saying yes."
He smiled his genuine smile, something rare for him. "If I wasn't sincere, why would I ask this many times?"
She stared into his violet-blue eyes and blinked. "Because I'm the last piece of fresh ass."
He released his grip and pressed the go button, all the while chuckling. As they reached the third floor, his chuckling echoed throughout the elevator. Quistis glared at him as he walked off and waited for her to walk off. She walked in front of him, only to feel a hard hand come in contact with her behind. "Well, Quistis, you are getting a bit older and lazier with your workout."
She gawked at him as he sat down in the waiting area. "What is that supposed to mean?" she bellowed out as she marched over to him. He grinned and stared up at her. "Tell me!"
"Go to dinner with me."
"No."
"Then that's my answer too."
Quistis glared at him and sat down next to him. The elevator beeped and went down to the first level. "Are you saying I have a flabby rear?"
His eyes darted away from any vision of her. "Perhaps..."
He could see what she was doing. It was either she was glaring with that wild passion he loved, or gawking like she's never done. Suddenly, he felt a hard fist come into contact with his shoulder. "Jerk!"
"Ow!"
The elevator beeped again, its doors opening only to reveal her true desire. She sighed softly, ignoring the whelping of Irvine and looked up at what should be considered a God. He was strong, handsome, and everything a girl wanted. Irvine may be the swooner of the ladies, but Squall did the real swooning. He turned his head over to Irvine and Quistis and walked right up to them. "Hey," he mumbled out.
"Hey man, what's up?" Irvine raised his hand and with his other hand, wrapped his arm around Quistis. Squall sat down next to Irvine and suddenly moved three inches. "Ow!"
Squall raised one eyebrow and turned and looked at Irvine. "My answer is still no, Irvine!"
"Everything ok?" Squall asked in his non-caring way. They all knew he cared, or else he wouldn't ask. But the way he said it was so cold and cruel some found it hard to believe.
"Oh of course, Squall! The little lady is just being difficult," the smooth operator said with a wink towards the man.
"Please, Irvine. I would never be your little lady. Ever." With that said, she stood up and walked across the hallway and sat on the floor. Squall let out a small chuckle, which soon stopped with a glare from Quistis.
The fighting stopped as two large doors opened up and revealed the headmaster himself, Cid. "Afternoon. Squall, Irvine, Quistis," he turned and looked at Quistis funny as he said their names. "Dare I ask why you're sitting on the floor?"
"No," she muttered out, still glaring at Irvine who simply smiled.
"Right. Anyway, if you all would come and join me in my office?" he said as he played with his vest. Quistis got up and walked in first, taking a seat in the middle chair. Squall came in next and sat to her left while Irvine took a seat to her right. Cid closed the doors and walked to his desk and stood in front of it. "It's mission time."
The three nodded their heads. Although they were honorary SeeD members, and got paid the highest amount without doing anything, they still took missions. In fact, they took the hardest missions. "What's it this time, sir?" Irvine asked.
"Well, Esthar is throwing a worldwide ball for all the posh members of society," Cid said, looking directly at Squall.
"What?" he muttered. If it was one thing Squall hated, it was being stared at. "Just because my dad is president," he said before being cut short.
"Oh, no. Not because of that. You're father has requested SeeD there because he has received assassination letters. I'm sending you three to investigate."
"Won't it be obvious though?" Quistis asked. "I mean, we'll be spotted before we even go into the ball."
Cid chuckled. "True. Then again, it won't be you going, Quistis."
Irvine and Squall both cocked their heads to one side. "What do you mean?" she asked, puzzled.
"Well, it will be you. But it won't be. You'll be in disguised as Priestess Masako."