Disclaimer: I don't own FFVIII. I just own the story....I know, I know.
Quistis' eyes fluttered open a little and looked around. She was on a bed in a darkened room. She struggled to sit up, but a wave of nausea came over her and she fell back down. "Is somebody there?" she asked, her voice trembling as she spoke.
Then she heard heavy footsteps approaching her. Alarmed, Quistis stumbled out of the bed and tried to find a door to escape. "Don't come any closer!" she warned. She reached for her Save the Queen, but it wasn't looped at her side like it usually was. Instead, she grabbed what she thought was a vase and shielded herself with it.
She opened her mouth to say something else, but then a light turned on. Quistis squinted, startled and blinded by the change in the room.
"Calm down, Quistis," a voice said.
She turned her head towards the voice, still blinded. "Seifer?" she asked hysterically. "What the hell is going on?" She put the vase down and rubbed her eyes. "Where am I?"
Seifer took a step towards her. "We're in my dorm," he said simply. He reached a hand towards her and she ducked out of the way.
"Your...your dorm! Why are we here? What did we..." Quistis tried to keep a safe distance away, but she just ended bumping into the wall. She could see his hand reaching towards her and was about to smack it away, but his hand reached past her to the wall and he switched on another light. Quistis breathed a sigh of relief. Why are you being so paranoid? she asked herself. It's just Seifer. He's...a friend....who am I kidding? He's a friend who keeps trying to get with you and every where you turn he seems to be there hiding in the shadows ready to pounce.
Seifer chuckled at her nervousness. "Don't you remember? You were walking to your dorm and then you passed out. Didn't you go to the Training Center? I think that it may have just been dehydration. And don't worry. Nothing happened." He strode a couch and sat down, grabbing the remote. He looked at her, urging her to do the same. She just stood there.
"Uh, Seifer," Quistis started. "Thank you for helping me and all. I really, really appreciate it, but I have to go back to my dorm now. I have tons of work to get finished and I have a test tomorrow...."
Seifer nodded. "Alright. I understand. I'll see you tomorrow." He watched her as she grabbed her Save the Queen from the nightstand next to the bed. Just as she turned to leave, he called back after her, "Oh, and good luck on your History test."
Quistis looked at him strangely and then hurried out of his dorm.
Oh, Hyne, Quisits said to herself. What is going on? Why is he appearing everywhere I turn? He must be following me. She hurried along the hallways, looking behind her to see if he was there. How did he know that I went to the Training Center earlier? And how does he so conveniently appear when something happens? And more importantly, how did he know that I had a History test?!
The next morning
"Good morning, Balamb Garden. This is your wake up call, so WAKE UP!!!!!"
Quistis groaned and grabbed her alarm clock. She threw it across the room and it hit the wall. She got up sluggishly and walked towards her shower. She didn't take one last night and desperately wanted one.
She was just about to get undressed, but then she heard a knock on her door.
"Oh, Hyne!" she cried out. "What does it take to live peacefully?" She walked to the door, her hair a mess and in her sleeping clothes and she swung the door open. "What." she said, deadpan. It was a statement and not a question.
An old looking man stood at her door and he looked like a bellboy, except....older. "Quistis Trepe?" he asked with a huge smile on his face.
She nodded and knew what was to come. He brought a harmonica to his lips and blew into it, tuning himself. Then he cleared his throat. Then he started to sing. Terribly off-key. Quisits just stared at him, blank faced until he finished. When he did, he handed her a brown package. She looked at it, then closed the door in his face.
"What's it this time, Seifer?" she asked irritably. "More petunias? More chocolates? Well maybe you sent them to the right dorm this time." She threw the brown box onto her bed and continued towards the bathroom.
She turned the shower on full blast and tested the water. It was scolding hot. "This is what I need," she murmured to herself as she got into the shower. "I need to relax." She pulled out her peach shampoo and lathered it into her hair. She loved the smell and was almost in a trance before there was another knock on the door.
"No!" she yelled. She stared at the door from the bathroom and decided not to answer it. She raised the water pressure and tried to drown out the knocking. She could still hear it. Then she started to sing. Her voice carried on through the bathroom and drowned out the knocking. She smiled happily and continued to wash her hair and her body.....she didn't even notice her door being opened.
She was almost lost again, but then she glanced at the clock that hung on the wall. It read 8:45 am. "I'm almost late!" she cried out. She grabbed her towel from the towel rack and wrapped it around her body. She hurried to dry herself and to get dressed. "Hurry, hurry, hurry," she chanted. She grabbed her hairdryer and plugged it in. She turned it on and held it to her head, trying quickly to dry the strands, all the while, she was brushing her teeth with the other hand. She bent over to spit the toothpaste out, then she stood upright again. She looked into the mirror and realized that there were two faces in the image. One was definitely hers, but the other had a knit mask on.
"Hey," Quistis muttered, confused and startled, her eyebrows furrowing.
Then the man reached over her head and wrapped a chain around her throat.
Quistis eyes widened with fear and she clawed at his hands, trying to get him to loosen the chain. Help me! Somebody! Squall, Selphie, Seifer! Help ,me!
She kicked out her legs and tried to kick him in that spot that would send her free, but it was too hard to kick backwards. She was losing air and losing it fast.
Stop struggling, Quisits told herself. She slowly went limp in his arms. He propped her up against his body, but his grip didn't loosen just yet.
I don't know how long I can go on without air! Quistis' mind screamed. She forced herself to stay limp. If it worked, then she would get out unharmed.
He still held her tightly, but then his grip on the chain loosened and the air was coming back to her lungs. Quistis breathed in the air happily, but slowly so he wouldn't notice her chest rising and falling.
Now just leave so I can go on with my life,
Quistis pleaded. She struggled not to move, but it was becoming harder and harder by the second. She waited for him to drop her on the ground. To leave her, but instead, he grabbed her with more of a grip. He lifted her to his shoulder and he moved towards the door. What is he doing! her mind screamed. Is he leaving!? What do I do?Quistis looked around the room for her whip, but it was all the way across the room on her bed, lying next to the box. Seifer! Quistis thought. He'll come. He always seems to be around. Maybe he'll come in time so he can save me! Then something dawned onto Quistis. What if this is already Seifer?
A. N.: Ok, I truly don't know where this story is going. I'm just writing whatever comes to my mind. If you want, I'll keep continuing it, but it may take a while before this has a plot or something. Tell me if you want me to keep it rolling.
