Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 8, or its' characters, such as Seifer, Fujin, Raijin, who are namely the main characters of this story. Oh! Story is mine, since I wrote it, but all the people in it aren't mine. If you think about it, I don't own the story either, since Squaresoft(brilliant people) inspired me to write such a horrible fic that will corrode your simple minds. MWAHAHAHA.*coughs and weezes* sorry, I never did make a good bad dude.^_^
Hidden Feelings
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Chapter One-Jimmy Bean
She sat on the floor of her bedroom, swirling the drink she held in her hand idly. The darkened room welcomed her depressing mood that her temper emitted. The silver-haired girls' thoughts ran wildly within her mind. Her gaze was ficsated upon the gray carpet that lay before her. It just served another reminder why she was alone, yet companied by Jim Bean once again.
(He's my best friend, yet I feel more than a friendly feeling for him. I love him. He doesn't even notice though. He spends all his time with blonde bimbos who dress and act like Barbie. They're the type of girls he's into. Beautiful and dumb. He likes them that way. It makes it all the easier to swoon them over and sleep with them. He'll never notice me or care for me more than just a friend. We're a posse, there can't be anything between us.)
"Oh Seifer, why can't you see me? Why can't you see the real me?"
(I feel so sick. I wonder if they notice I'm gone. Probably not, that bitch is occupying all of them. Those fucking assholes. Can't they see through her plastic decor? /They can't see through yours, why would they see through hers?/ Because I'm invisible to them. /You're only invisible because you make yourself out to be like that./ I do not. /Oh, but you do. Bland hair, bland skin, same dress code everyday. You're boring./ Well then, I guess I need to change don't I? /I guess so. Well then, let's hop to it!/ But I want him to notice me and care for me, for me. It's not about images. /Yes it is. Everything is about images these days. You've seen the way he picks his ladies./ *sighs* You're right, you know. /No, we're both wrong. He wont ever notice us, because he simply doesn't notice us./ I don't care, I'll make him notice me. /Do what you like./ I will.)
"Hey Fujin!"
Fujin looked up at her dormitory door. She sighed slightly as she got up and unlocked her door. She tousled her hair as she let a large cinnamon man inside her room.
"HI"
He looked at her strangely for a moment then abruptly broke the awkward silence.
"you left kinda early, ya know."
She nodded silently as she turned away and opened up her closet.
"BORED"
He frowned at her statement and talked to her softly.
"c'mon Fujin, you can talk normally 'round me. No one's 'round, ya know."
She ducked in her closet and brought out her shuriken. She then attached it to her arm and looked at Raijin thoughtfully. (I wonder why he's acting so sweet to me. He wasn't earlier. They were both flirting with that darling lil' slut. Seifer's probably boinking her right now. ugh. /Oh, what a pleasant image to think about./)
"FIGHT. BYE"
She walked past him and out her dorm, heading towards the Training Center. Raijin frowned once more as he noticed the amber-filled glass that was placed on her floor. He bent down and picked it up. He sniffed the contents and his noise recoiled at the scent of the strong liquor. He lowered his head and looked at the ground sorrowfully as her footsteps trailed off into the distance. As Fujin passed Seifers' room, she could hear moaning. Wet droplets silently hit the floor as she started to gain speed as she began to run.
Hidden Feelings
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter One-Jimmy Bean
She sat on the floor of her bedroom, swirling the drink she held in her hand idly. The darkened room welcomed her depressing mood that her temper emitted. The silver-haired girls' thoughts ran wildly within her mind. Her gaze was ficsated upon the gray carpet that lay before her. It just served another reminder why she was alone, yet companied by Jim Bean once again.
(He's my best friend, yet I feel more than a friendly feeling for him. I love him. He doesn't even notice though. He spends all his time with blonde bimbos who dress and act like Barbie. They're the type of girls he's into. Beautiful and dumb. He likes them that way. It makes it all the easier to swoon them over and sleep with them. He'll never notice me or care for me more than just a friend. We're a posse, there can't be anything between us.)
"Oh Seifer, why can't you see me? Why can't you see the real me?"
(I feel so sick. I wonder if they notice I'm gone. Probably not, that bitch is occupying all of them. Those fucking assholes. Can't they see through her plastic decor? /They can't see through yours, why would they see through hers?/ Because I'm invisible to them. /You're only invisible because you make yourself out to be like that./ I do not. /Oh, but you do. Bland hair, bland skin, same dress code everyday. You're boring./ Well then, I guess I need to change don't I? /I guess so. Well then, let's hop to it!/ But I want him to notice me and care for me, for me. It's not about images. /Yes it is. Everything is about images these days. You've seen the way he picks his ladies./ *sighs* You're right, you know. /No, we're both wrong. He wont ever notice us, because he simply doesn't notice us./ I don't care, I'll make him notice me. /Do what you like./ I will.)
"Hey Fujin!"
Fujin looked up at her dormitory door. She sighed slightly as she got up and unlocked her door. She tousled her hair as she let a large cinnamon man inside her room.
"HI"
He looked at her strangely for a moment then abruptly broke the awkward silence.
"you left kinda early, ya know."
She nodded silently as she turned away and opened up her closet.
"BORED"
He frowned at her statement and talked to her softly.
"c'mon Fujin, you can talk normally 'round me. No one's 'round, ya know."
She ducked in her closet and brought out her shuriken. She then attached it to her arm and looked at Raijin thoughtfully. (I wonder why he's acting so sweet to me. He wasn't earlier. They were both flirting with that darling lil' slut. Seifer's probably boinking her right now. ugh. /Oh, what a pleasant image to think about./)
"FIGHT. BYE"
She walked past him and out her dorm, heading towards the Training Center. Raijin frowned once more as he noticed the amber-filled glass that was placed on her floor. He bent down and picked it up. He sniffed the contents and his noise recoiled at the scent of the strong liquor. He lowered his head and looked at the ground sorrowfully as her footsteps trailed off into the distance. As Fujin passed Seifers' room, she could hear moaning. Wet droplets silently hit the floor as she started to gain speed as she began to run.