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Unseen Complications
Hit it off like this, oh baby- -
The words of Utada Hikaru pounded in
Quistis's ears as she danced with
frenzied movements in the comfort of
her own dormitory room. Dance...
that's all she wanted to do now.
Maybe, she could forget the burning
sensations she felt pricking her cheeks
when he dragged her into a
deserted corridor in the first place.
"I don't know what you're talking about Almasy- I suggest you stop this little fantasy." Quistis looked up to him defiantly as he arched an eyebrow.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about Instructor Trepe. I am trying to remain as professional with this issue as much as I can, but if you cannot admit there is a problem in the first place, we cannot solve this issue at hand."
"Solve... this issue..?!? What the hell--" Seifer pushed her against the wall, seizing her by the forearms and pressing his lips near her ear. "Almasy- let me go this instant-!" He growled, pushing her back again.
"And if I don't-? What then?" He purred in her ear. He looked at her and dipped closer to her face. "Answer me- what would happen to me if I was bad?" She stared at him flustered as he swept in closer, a beguiling smirk tugging at his mouth. Quistis grew fidgety and went still as he moved closer.
Her heart beat so fast... he was nearing and all she could do was gulp and watch his mouth curl delightfully at the edges.
"Do you want me to kiss you?" He asked, deliberately moving his mouth slowly. "Do you want me..?"
"No- no I don't..." Her heart sped up. She could almost taste his words as she opened her mouth to speak. Why is he doing this? "I simply don't... want you..."
"Then why are you holding on to me for dear life, Instructor Trepe?" Quistis looked- his arms were pressed against the wall above her... and her hands grasping the front of his jacket. "Instructor Trepe- all you have to do is say the words--" his words moved at the same quick and decisive beat the pace of her heart was moving at- the murderous rhythm threatening to swallow her in each devouring second. Her lips quivered and Seifer crushed her to him. "When you realize what you need, I'll demonstrate oblivion, instructor."
No, no, no! I refuse to admit anything! Quistis buried her face in her hands. How horribly everything skews itself- first, her creative writing assignment disappears, then Seifer asks weird things...
Where did he get these notions?!?
All of a sudden, she felt her entire body shoved forward onto her bed. Quistis tumbled and her attacker fell upon her, the weight against her bottom feeling very male. "Yeowch! What the-?" She turned and Zell sat up beside her, laughing, he pressed her hands to his cheek, nuzzling her fingertips. Too stunned to react, Quistis looked up a pair of bright gleaming eyes. He grinned and pressed her palm against his cheek. He laced her fingers with his own and begin to hum to the base of the song that played over and over.
Can you keep a secret?
"Wow- that's some music..." Zell closed his eyes briefly, as if absorbing the full effect of drunkeness the music provided. When he opened them again, his thoughtful gaze rested on her face and this time, he seemed more serene. "Quisty- how's it going?"
A/N: You like?!? Reviews please, if I should continue. =^.^= Who are the couples? What do you think will happen, or better yet, what do you want to happen?