Author's Note: I've updated this chapter. Fixed some inconsistent characteristics and added some context. And I'll try to finish the story when I get more free time... I'm sorry.
Quistis leaned on the rail as she watched the stars twinkle in the night. It seemed only yesterday she was training her students to become seeds. Now she was aboard a flying Balamb Garden, watching the night sky.
She was exhausted from the day's battle with dessert monsters. Squall had wanted to collect magic from the creatures; she helped keep the monsters asleep while he drew powers from them.
She sighed. Thinking about Squall elicited mixed emotions she could not understand. As his teacher, it had seemed wrong to have personal feelings for him. She tried to ignore it but his presence always made her stomach queasy. She shook her head to clear away the thoughts. She wasn't supposed to be thinking about these things. Squall didn't really socialize much and hardly said a word.
"Hey." Quistis jumped at the sound of Squall's voice.
"Squall, you startled me." She turned to see him leaning on the door. He took two steps and stood beside her. He stared intensely at the sky as Quistis pried her eyes away from him to look at the moon.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He seemed to take in the breathtaking scenery illuminated by the moons light. "It's beautiful isn't it?" Quistis looked at him with eyebrow raised. This was the most that he's ever said to her.
"You know, I think this is the most that we've ever said to each other." Quistis joked.
"..."
And there it is, Quistis thought as Squall had gone back to his brooding self.
"Well, I'm heading back to the dorms. Today was really tiring." She gave him a smile.
"I'm sorry if I overworked you. Just tell me if you don't want to go into battle. I'll understand." She nodded her head and quickly left the balcony. Quistis made her back into the dormitory and shut herself into her room. She tossed and turned for a few minutes before finally falling asleep. The face of a certain brooding dark-haired man floating around her mind.
Squall cursed. He knew he shouldn't overwork any of his crew. But he was desperately trying to store enough magic to use against Seifer or any of their enemies for that matter. He was tired and frustrated from the waiting and preparing. Yet he could not get himself to sleep. He could not get Rinoa off his mind, which bothered him, the most. She acted like a silly girl who did not take anything seriously, somehow he actually felt like smiling when she was around.