Rigid Ice, Raging Flame

A/N: You guys are way to kind to me! I mean seriously. The things all of you write make me smile beyond belief. So, I am going to try my best to work a lot on this story during the summer. I must, for the sake of being me, dedicate this chapter to Quistis' Twin Sister Sunny, Quistis Almasy, DalPal, Alonia Everclear, mercurymari83, Quistis88, and seyenaidni for sticking with me throughout the story so far!! Here we go!

Chapter 5- Cold and Hot

It's like falling into oblivion… when I look at you. It's like looking at forever… when I see you. I feel you, and I need you. My need is your belief in life. You don't understand it; you don't know why you need it. All you know is that you do. What will you do when oblivion is your enemy? How will you handle the pain of reality?

They meet. They feel. They love. Is that how the story goes?

In a dream, the story would never end. We're not in a dream, are we? I don't think it's possible. The feelings are more real than we are. The pain is more powerful. Your kiss is more intoxicating. I often find myself, throughout the day, wondering how you think. What goes on behind the fire? No, I don't want to extinguish you. But, I don't want you to crack me either. We should compromise…

"I need you."

"Why?"

"Because, you are like my existence. The one that never existed. Now that I know where you are, I don't want to loose you."

"I've never heard that reason before."

"That is because no one ever felt for you like this before."

What is it you want from me?

All was silent and still. Her fingers ran up and down the top of the desk, pondering, searching for something lost. Her face was solid, unmoving. But her mind was blurry and numb.

Gaze on me.

Share with me, your passion.

So powerful.

You're like… a fire.

Watch

As the red

Goes orange,

Goes gold,

Goes out.

I see your rage.

A pride shot down.

Follow you here.

Carry you home.

What is it you want from me?

Its shine was brilliant. It always was, even when it was stained with blood. His hands worked up and down, trying to rid it of everything. Rid it of every memory. Oh how he had dreamed. Yet, when he received his dream, it was not what he had wanted. Was that his true dream? Perhaps…

Cold.

She is cold.

At a loss.

Does your heart beat?

Cracked,

Crumpled,

Melting.

Do you feel its steady rhythm?

The never

Ending…

I want something I cannot have. Just a love, an endless love. The kind we all dream of. Is that too much to ask for? Too be loved, to be needed, would be a feeling I'd never loathe. I loathe not feeling it, though. And it pains me to see the happy faces. The shining eyes. Then I think of you. You deserve something real. I am not real.

You know what you need, don't you?

I just want you. That is all I have ever needed. To be with you would be perfection. I'd be complete. That's all, simple as it may sound. The most important thing in my life is the most impenetrable.

Quistis was staring out of the window into the ebony sky. Little white lights twinkled all around. The moon was hidden away in his dark nest of stars. She was not crying. The tears had ceased hours before. She had not slept. Sleep would not come to her. When it did come though, she was only tormented by her inner desires. The feeling was always there, wasn't it? Or was this just some obsession?

The bushes started to sound at the call of another. Suddenly, her view of nature was blocked. "Quistis…" was all he said. She backed away from the window slowly, ice never leaving fire. There weren't any words to be said. Or so she thought.

"This won't happen."

His body was caked in darkness. But the fire in his eyes burned so brightly, Quistis felt herself needing to close her eyes. She'd been punched. Slammed down from Heaven.

Is this what it feels like to fall?

Her body had gone numb. No. It was not her body. It was her heart. The urge to cry was there, but the tears had failed. Her muscles went into spasms. She felt her legs beginning to weaken. Her heart felt like it was going to explode. She'd been kicked down, had her heart thrown out the window. And all he could do was stand there. Open, and the door was forced shut.

Is this what it feels like to feel?

He hated to stand there and watch, but there was nothing he could do. The voice in his head told him this was the right thing to do. Yet, the entire time, the voice in his heart was screaming no. He felt torn and confused. She did not cry. The one thing he did notice though, was that she was in more pain in that moment than any other person he had ever hurt, emotionally or physically.

Everything was hot and cold at the same time. Almost black and white. She saw flowers, she saw daggers. She was cold, and dying of the heat at the same time. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the floor at his feet. My knight.

"I loved you…" Her voice pierced the silence. His ears began to ring. His heart began to break. His defenses were shattered. All control was gone, and his mind took over out of instinct. In one great movement, Seifer leapt out of the window, never thinking about what he left behind.

A/N: Oooooo! Now, how about those apples? I liked this chapter. I know you guys might be thinking, is this the last chapter? NO, I want to write one or two more, and then it will be over. I came to the decision that I could not end the story with Seifer and Quistis apart, it makes me sad! I mean, yeah, this might be a good ending, but I like happy endings, even to angsty stories! So, don't forget your review!