Disclaimer: ok so I do NOT have any ownership of any ffVIII charactors, names, places, or blah blah. One day I wish to own them but no. The story is mine, I have yet to read one like it... Yes it is a Quall vs a Seistis.... blah blah. o and a squall is a storm.... mamahahhahahahah! (Sorry my house mate got confusseled about that)
Chapter: one; An early morring squall
Rain covered the grounds of Balamb Garden. The dark skies and denseforest were illuminated by the light of the gods. The ground shook and the trees danced as the rolling beat fallowed the sharp clap of light. No other sound could be hear but the dieing squall, and the chime of the bell tower's clock. As if in fear, the chimes sounded quieter, as it rang through the empty halls. One after another the chimes echo faded into the storm, dieing at it's third cry. Slowly the wind picked up, as if given a breath of of life to prolong the squall. Doors that were blown open let the icy breath enter the school.
No movement could been seen in the empty building. The usual soft glow that littered the outer shell was missing. All were asleep as this early morning squall passed through Balambs forest, plains, and shore. It seemed only death herself could walk about the halls comfortably, let alone stand to listen to it's hounting sound. The wind's cries sounded like the moans and cries of the dead.
Unphased in a tight bundle sat a young woman. Soaked, her eyes sat focoused on the screaming waves, that looked as if they wanted to beach themselves to excape the storm, or fallow it. her black cotten top and pants clung to her pale skin. Long blond hair clung to her as she rested her chin on clothed knees. Puddles dancing with rain and sand covered her naked feet. Death could have touched her and she would have never known. Gently a warm naked hand touched her sholder, then searched her back hoping to find comfort, though none was found.
A soundless sigh was swallowed by the squall as she closed her eyes. A silence took hold of them, drounding out the squll's furry. Realizing who was touching her she tenced and pulled away. She could feel the person standing so close to her. Slowly they lowered themself next to her.
"You should be inside Quistis." The voice was deep and warm. "You'll make youself sick by staying out here too long." He pased, hoping for a response. "Fine!" The young man stood, then somewhat forcefully took her into his arms. "If you wont come willing, then I'll bring you in myself!"
The strom around her became too monstrouse for her. Like the waves on the so near shore, she let her body crash into him. His large body made her look small in his arms. "Why Seifer?" Her deep blue eyes looked into his jade eyes. "What kind of a knight would I be if I left such a gorgous princess, as yourslef here?" A small smile grew on her pale rose lips as she rolled her eyes.
The icy rain had flattened his blond hair and made his white T-shirt pointless. Seifer's cotten black pants dripped alone with Quistis' as they entered the the sleeping school. A chill swam through them both as the air conditioned halls watched them. This made Quistis realilize just how wet she really was. A sharp pain swept through her fallowed by a hot dull numbnesss, that grew from her toes. Giving out a small shiver, she tightened her grip around Seifer.
A mouse in a tiger's mouth, Seifer walked down the corridor with a predator's stealth. His prize clug to him as if her world would shatter without him. Joy over filled him as they reached her dorm. With the up most care he let her down. The soft scent of roses excaped her room as the door slid open. The ceiling was painted to look as if there as was a large hole in it on a clear starry night. The room its self was a cross between Venece and Marroco.
"Want to come in, or are you jut going to stand there?" Her voice broke the scilence between them. Another small smirk played on Seifer's face. "No no, Instructor." He pased to see if it bugged her as it always did. "You need your sleep." With that he nodded and turned down the hall to his dorm. Quistis watched him slowly fade into darkness. As she closed the door she realized just how tired she was. Stripping down to nothing, she turned off thre lights and crawled under her many blinkets. Slowly the on going squall die outside and like Seifer, faded into darkness as Quistis subcame to sleep.
Notes:
Ok this is my first... so grade as you see fit. I have chapter two written almost and will type it up quickly. though It wont be quite so.... discriptive... This was really written inmy Alg III class about 6 months ago so what I tried to make it and what it will be is differnt. I hope you injoyed!
Zoe