Disclaimer: Don't own! only my characters and cities
It's a long story where I've been and what happen to my other stories...
Quistis stared are the computer screen watching the cursor blink pondering on what to write, as if she knew what to write. "Do you think our story is worth telling" She pondered
He looked at her confused. "Of course it is. Why would you even ask that?"
She shrugged keeping her eyes on the cursor. "But who do you think would be interested in reading about 'Quistis Trepe, the failed instructor and Seifer Almasy the fail—"
"The Badass" Seifer interrupted before she finish the thought. "Plenty of people who want that 'forbidden romance' stuff. Not to mention girls who think my charm is really as awesome as the newspapers and history books say I am." Seifer smirked.
"……….." was all Quistis could think at that last part. "I could think about a couple of people who would like to read a story about you getting your ass beat by a boy who was going thru puberty." Quistis mumbled into her scarf.
"Yeah well, I bet I could still get more ass than that boy ever…" He saw her looking at him with her mouth covered by the scarf. "Fall in love with the greatest Instructor in Balamb Garden!"
"Nice save..." She smiled and vice versa as her attention went back to the screen. "Maybe it is worth writing down…for our sake since I'm sure you'll mess it up like you mess up everything else in your life…"
"Take that back" he said in a threatening tone
Quistis smirked "Make me" she stood up putting her hands on her hips. Seifer stood up from the couch and crossed his arms.
"Take. It. Back." He stood in front of her and as she shook her head. "You're going to regret that." He ducked down and fireman's carried her while she kicked and punched him from his belly and back.
"Seifer! Put me down!!" She yelled
Seifer walked with her over his shoulder "as you wish!" He threw her down on the sofa and pinned her down. "Now, you're not getting up until you take…it…back." Quistis glared at him no budging from her stance. "You're not going to give are you?" She shook her head while he pinned her hands over her head with one hand. "Alright….don't say I didn't warn you." He began tickling her and all the weak spots that he has learned since living together. "Come on say it, say it and I'll stop tickling you."
Quistis was laughing turning red from the laughter and squirming that she was going under. "okay….okay…okay…I take it back." At that moment Seifer stopped but not getting off her. She saw an opportunity of kick him off him to stumble on her feet. "Okay….now I re-take that 'take-it-back' back!" She saw the expression on Seifer's face turn from joyful to serious. She quickly but slyly ran to get her laptop knowing that Seifer was going to chase her and pinned her back to the floor. "Not ah uh…I have an item in my hand, you know the rule."
"I hate it when you pull that rule on me." Seifer stopped and smiled. "But you can't carry that thing around forever! I'll get you again eventually."
"Yes, but for not, I am safe from you tickle torture!" She smirked walking to another part of the small apartment. She continued to stare at the screen blankly trying to but their relationship into words. Finally…she began typing.