A/N-Well, I took some advice from one of my reviewers about having a Final Fantasy VIII story different from other normal ones. Guess what? This is totally bizarre, but it sounds fun....A PRINCE/PRINCESS STORY! WEEEEEEE!!! I've never seen this happen in this category, so I'm going to try it out and see what happens! Here goes nothing! ^_____^
THE FIRST FINAL FANTASY VIII KINGDOM STORY EVER!
MOSHI MOSHI MAI
Chapter One
TREPE KINGDOM:
BALAMB
Long, pale, and slender fingers combed gently through honey blonde waves. Dark and mysterious blue eyes peered brightly at their reflection as the owner's soft pink lips curved slowly upwards. A gentle sigh escaped from the young girl's lips and she turned away from her reflection, standing up from the chair and walking towards the door. Today definitely felt like a good day. She could feel it in her veins. Something big was going to happen.
She gracefully glided down the long, crystal stairs with the elegance of a swan. Humming a lost tune, she swiftly turned to her right and entered the dining room where her parents were seated across from each other on the long wooden table. Looking up, King Trepe smiled at his daughter in greeting and returned to his meal. Queen Trepe, on the other hand, had a troubled look on her face as her daughter bowed her head respectfully in her direction.
"What's up, Mom?" the young girl asked, sitting down in the middle of the ornately carved table. Queen Trepe looked at her daughter again with her clear green eyes. After pausing for a moment, she responded, "Nothing, my dear. There is nothing wrong. Why don't you ask your father." She seemed to stress the last sentence, glaring angrily at her husband. The young princess shifted uneasily in her chair. After a moment, she craned her head in the direction of King Trepe.
"Dad? What's Mom talking about?" she asked uncertainly. King Trepe seemed to look nervous for a moment, his dark blue eyes landing on anything but his daughter. His eyes finally landed on her and he sent her a nervous smile. He clasped his hands together and leaned forward on the table, staring straight at his daughter.
"Quistis, you are 18 now, am I correct?" Quistis nodded. "And at this age, it is normal to be looking for a husband. Any husband. Please." Quistis immediately shot up from the table, shock clearly visible on her porcelain face.
"No way! I'll choose who I want to spend the REST of my life with when I want to!" she said, trying to control her temper. King Trepe sighed. Every time he brought up the subject of marriage to his daughter, there she would go, refusing the hand of the many countless men. But, today would be different.
"Quistis, dear. You don't have a choice," Queen Trepe said sadly, placing a stray strand of light blonde hair behind her ear. Quistis stared at her mother.
"What's that supposed to mean....?" King Trepe smiled nervously and spoke, "You see, we have arranged a marriage with the Almasy Kingdom. You might have heard of their son…Prince Seifer Almasy?"
And after that, it was pure chaos.
( Sorry Quistis is OOC! ^___^;;)
ALMASY KINGDOM:
DOLLET
Seifer Almasy's piercing green eyes shot open. There it was again. " Shhhh…ow! Stop it! You'll wake him up! OW! What the--? Don't you do that—OW! MY SHIN! MY HOLY SHIN! You be quiet! Shhhh!" Seifer growled in an annoyed fashion and turned over in his king-sized bed, ferociously shoving his swan-feather pillow on top of his head.
"SHADDAP."
"Why do ya have to be so mean, Fuuj?"
"NOT MEAN."
" Look at this bruise! What kind of creature would do this?!"
"CREATURE?!"
Smack.
"OWWWWWW!!!" Seifer had had enough. He sat up straight in his bed and yelled " SHUT UP! CAN'T I GET A MINUTE OF SLEEP?!" Silence. Then, a soft knock on the door and Raijin bounced in, followed by a stony Fuujin.
"Good morning, Seifer, ya know?! Sorry about the commotion, ya know?! Fuujin was getting all fed up, ya know?!" Seifer sighed in annoyance. He wasn't going to be getting sleep anytime soon.
"IMPORTANT NEWS." Seifer turned to face Fuujin whose hands were clasped behind her back.
"What is it?" Raijin answered his question by shrugging.
"We don't know, ya know? King Almasy wouldn't tell us, ya know? He only told us to get you and say it was very important, ya know?!" Seifer sighed in frustration and motioned his two friends out so that he could get changed.
"This better be good," he muttered, sauntering over to his bathroom. After a couple of minutes, he opened the door and followed the two towards the dining hall where his parents were patiently waiting. King Almasy noticed Seifer first and nodded his head. " Good morning, my son."
"Yeah, yeah yeah," Seifer muttered, waving his hand and yawning. Queen Almasy smiled at her son, then glared at her husband who sent her a sheepish glance. Noticing the exchange, Seifer sat down between them and started on his meal of scrambled eggs and bacon.
"What's up?" he mumbled as he was chewing.
"Well, Seifer, my dear boy, remember that talk we had about marriage?" King Trepe asked quietly. Seifer grunted in reply.
"Well…since you're at that age when a man starts looking for a woman's hand, and you've done squat to try to find that special someone, we-" King Trepe noticed the glare his wife was sending him "-I decided to pick out a suitable wife for you." Seifer continued to nod, eating his bacon. It took quite a while for him to process the information. Suddenly, he started choking on his bacon. Queen Almasy gave him a concerned stare, patting him hard on the back. When Seifer had finally digested the bacon properly, he glared at his father.
"WHAT?!" Fuujin and Raijin winced, and decided to leave the room.
"Well, I don't think you'd care that much about who your wife would be. We just want you to have a wife so that she can help take care of the kingdom when you're handed the throne."
"What do ya mean, I don't care who my fucking wife is?!" Queen Almasy gasped at his language. She stood up.
"You see, Erif?! You should've given Seifer more time to choose his wife! And now you had to go find some princess for him without my approval! What is it with you men! It's always rush, rush, rush!"
"Calm down, Blaize." King Trepe said, standing up, also.
"Calm down?! Why should SHE be calming down?! SHOULDN'T I?! I'M THE ONE FORCED INTO THIS STUPID MARRIAGE!" Seifer hollered, the rage flaming in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Seifer, but unless you marry a princess from another kingdom soon,---" King Trepe was cut off by his wife's warning glare.
"What?! What is going to happen?!" Seifer yelled, rage mixed with curiosity.
"Nothing you need to worry about, my dear," Queen Almasy replied, glaring at her husband. Seifer felt like he was going to explode. This wasn't fair. He wouldn't do it.
"I refuse to marry some pansy princess," Seifer stated in a cold voice, green eyes blazing.
"You have to marry Princess Trepe," King Almasy said, " I already agreed with King Trepe."
"ARGH! My own old man! Turning against me! Thanks! Thanks for all this shit!" Seifer said in a dangerous voice, storming out of the dining hall with a bang. King Almasy sighed with relief and slumped back into his chair.
"Well, that went better than planned, don't you think so, Blaize?"
HEARTILLY KINGDOM:
TIMBER
Rinoa picked up a delicate flower from the garden, turning it over in her pale hand. She sniffed it daintily, smiling as she did so. Today was a perfect day. Nothing could possibly go wrong. Putting the flower behind her ear, she skipped forward and sat on a stone bench next to a crystal waterfall, admiring the scenery. Timber was such a beautiful place. It was just too bad that not everyone got to see the beauty of it all. She sighed sadly and turned the other way, where she saw Selphie running up to her, waving frantically. Concerned, Rinoa stood up and walked towards the short brunette.
"What's up, Selphie?" Rinoa questioned as Selphie came to a stop, hands on her knees and panting.
"Bad news, Rin. Super-mega-big-boom bad news," the usual perky girl replied, her sparkling green eyes wide with fear. Rinoa frowned as Selphie started to look at the soles of her boots. That was always a sign that something majorly bad was going to happen.
"Selphie. Calm down. You can tell me. I can handle it," Rinoa said after a few moments, slightly afraid. Selphie looked at her friend sadly, hesitating before she spoke.
"Rin, I was walking by your parents' bedroom when I heard them talking. I decided to eavesdrop and I heard something about an arranged marriage and some Leonhart dude. You can only guess." Rinoa gasped, her pretty face terrified.
"No! My parents would never do such a thing! My mom would never allow that!" Rinoa said defiantly, convinced that Selphie had gotten their words mixed up. Selphie shook her head.
"I heard Julia say that it was probably for the best since…er…I didn't catch it all but I heard that much." Rinoa sat back down on the bench, wide eyes staring at the stone floor of the garden. Everything didn't seem so perfect anymore. Her hands started to shake as silent tears fell. The flower on her ear fell gracefully down and landed softly in the waterfall before the falling water drowned it. Selphie sat down next to her depressed friend and comforted her to the best of her ability, crying softly with her.
"It'll be ok, Rin. This Leonhart guy won't be that bad. Julia wouldn't do that to you." Rinoa hiccupped and nodded her head slowly. She hoped so.
LEONHART
KINGDOM:
ESTHAR
Strike. Block. Move. Strike. Jump. Turn. Strike. Lion Heart came crashing to the ground as Squall's attack was deflected. Growling, Squall darted his eyes to his weapon, then back to his foe. His opponent smirked evilly, aiming their gun at him. Deciding to take the risk, Squall jumped into the air and did a perfect somersault before landing behind the man, snatching his gunblade. His opponent didn't have a chance to blink before Squall tripped him and aimed the lethal weapon to his neck.
"Surrender," Squall said coldly.
"Alright, alright, man! Chill! You win! Sheesh!" Irvine said, defeated. Squall gave him an icy smirk, sheathing Lionheart and helping his friend up. Irvine dusted himself off and glared at Squall.
"Man! Why do ya always have to win?!" he said in an annoyed fashion. Squall shrugged. Smiling, Irvine rolled his eyes.
"Ah, I'll get ya next time! C'mon let's go eat!" Squall nodded and followed his friend towards the dining hall where the smell of roasted chicken, bacon, eggs, and many other fresh foods waited. Irvine sniffed the aroma and rubbed his stomach.
"Damn! I didn't know I was so hungry!" he complained as his stomach growled. Squall chuckled and entered the dining hall. A messenger came up to him.
"Sir, your parents would like you to meet them in their room immediately," the young girl said, bowing respectfully. Squall nodded and turned towards Irvine.
"You go ahead and eat. I'll be back," he said, going back outside. He headed towards the main hall and climbed up the grand staircase, his face emotionless. He entered his parents' room and immediately received a hug from Raine and a watery smile from Laguna.
"Who died?" Squall asked. Laguna laughed sheepishly and Raine squeezed him tighter.
"No one died, Squall. We have very good news for you!" Queen Leonhart replied, smiling. Squall just stood there, impatiently waiting for them to continue.
"No need to thank me, son! I've arranged a marriage for you! Her name is Miss Rinoa Heartilly from the Timber Kingdom!" Laguna said, smiling broadly. Squall was taken aback.
"……..What."
"That's right, Squall. Your father and I have decided that it's time for you to find a wife. We are getting old, and if something happens to us, you and your spouse will be able to take care of the kingdom for us," Raine said, hoping her son wouldn't get angry. Squall continued to stare blankly at his parents, not knowing what to say.
This is just a dream, he told himself. Too many chocobo creampuffs can make you go insane. The more he tried to convince himself, the more reality smacked him in the face.
"I….I have to go," Squall said, trying to control his anger. He couldn't believe that his parents would do this to him. Laguna's broad smile faltered and Raine nodded in understanding. Squall stormed out of the room and headed towards the training area to blow off some…a lot of steam. He'd be there for hours.
A/N- And there's the first chapter! So, whaddaya think? Horrible? Lame? Ok? Too weird? Tell me! I hope that you guys like this story! Please review so that I know what you think!
