Terra perched quietly behind a tree, watching the scene in front of her breathlessly. The tall, blond, muscular man gracefully manuevered his arms and legs in a series of punches and kicks. Terra's mouth gaped as she watched sweat run down his chiseled abs. The man was none other than Sabin Figaro getting in his daily excercise.

It was five years after Kefka's defeat, and Terra felt that she deserved to have a man in her life. After spending so much time fighting together, Terra realized she had feelings for Sabin.

" I like him but what if he does'nt feel the same way about me?" Terra had questioned Celes, who was married to Locke.

" You never know, but dont rush it, just take it slow."

Terra sighed. Sure she'd learned to love her kids, but hell, she desired something more. She was 24 damn it. Her time was NOW!

As the Martial Artist stretched his limbs, Terra's mind raced. Sabin was one of the few men she'd grown close too. And Edgar of course, but he was waaay to flirtatious. Locke was out of the question. She had to admit though, Edgar was smoking hot, but his younger twin was drop dead sexy.

Her tongue lolled as her crush flexed his sweaty biceps. "Daaamn he's ripped." She thought. "If only he was mine..."

Terra trudged back to her bedroom and fell asleep.

three hours later, a knocked sounded on the door.

"Terra you in there?" No answer.

"Terra don't tell me you're still asleep."

The door pushed open and Celes charged in. She grabbed the sheets and tore them off.

"Celes, what the fuck!" Terra shouted, laying limp on the floor.

"You've been sleeping long enough, now GET UP!" The ex-general towered over Terra, hands on her hips.

"Ugh, this is not the army. Save your commander crap for battle." Terra wearily pulled herself up, and made the bed.

" Hey, dont talk to me like that. Your breakfast is getting cold, and I'm just doing you a favor." Celes retorted.

"Whatever. Next time don't barge in, thank you very much." Terra threw on a black sweater and sweatpants, quickly brushed her teeth, and pulled her hair back.

"Are you ready now?" Celes asked, waiting on the bed. "Yes."

The two headed for the dining room, where everyone else was The returners had randomly decided to meet up and hangout together, and best place for that was Figaro Castle.

Celes pushed the door open, and Terra froze stock still. The room was decently sized with three tables at the far end, and a couch.

Setzer and Edgar sat at one table playing cards. Locke and Sabin lounged in the couch.
But the Prince was what caught Terra's eye. He sported a v-neck, long-sleeve shirt, revealing his muscular chest. His arms were crossed, and he appeared to be deep in conversation.

Celes handed her a foam plate steaming with mashed potatoes, eggs, and a sliced orange.

Terra followed her over to the couch, and timidly seated herself next to Sabin.
"Hey, there you are. Trying to skip out on us huh?" Locke joked Terra grinned and replied, "Shut up thief, I was sleeping."

"Treasure hunter Terra, don't confuse the two."

" I you've got something right there under your eye." Sabin teased, pointing his finger.
Terra pushed his hand away, and rubbed at her eyes.

" You two are not funny!" She said. The two men burst into laughter, causing Terra to blush.
"Ok I'm sorry, I'll stop. But really though, you good?" Sabin said, his hand on her shoulder.
" yeah, I'm fine." She smiled at him. This was like dream come true! Sabin was showing concern for her!

He smiled back, ruffling her hair. Edgar stood up from his place and announced, " I think you two have some business to finish." He glared at his twin and Locke.

" Brother, what the fuck are you talking about?"
"I think he means the broken glasses of vodka we drank." Locke clarified.
" Oh, right, we will get right on that." Sabin said, following Locke into the kitchen.
Terra groaned internally as she watched them leave. Somehow she would get Sabin to like her.