(a/n: *Looks at the reviews* Aww, thanks guys! This makes me feel way better...although it doesn't change me having to miss seeing Aftab *Hindi concert*. Oh well, a good part about being sick is getting to play FFIX as long as I want *I already got to Disc Four in four days...eh, I need something better to do with my time...oh well, I love Zidane! He's like a more happy Squall whose face got smushed!* Sorry it took so long for me to upload this chapter! But thanks again for the reviews! *puts away her lighter* Now I'm not going to burn it! Oh, and someone asked why no one had noticed the door before --well, there's a very good explanation for that...you see, I made it that people in Garden are very stupid, so stupid that they would never notice a door. It's actually happened before; in my school I never noticed this door existed until a few days ago...o.O....Uhh...maybe I'm the weird one...)

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Part Two: Squall's Ingenious Plan

" My eyes, my eyes!" Selphie cried out, rubbing her lids furiously with the back of her hand.

" It's not that bad," Squall said, but inwardly, he was scarred. Whoever would have thought that...that...they would be making out on top of the instructor's desk? They were the complete opposite of one another, and besides that, it was just wrong.

" So, what do we do?" Selphie asked, calmed down slightly. She was still shuddering and her face was paler then usual. " I mean, you saw what I saw, right?"

Squall took in a deep breath and nodded.

" Oh yeah."

They were silent for a moment until Selphie's eyes widened.

" I have an idea!"

" Oh no." Squall looked around for an escape and, thank Hyne, found the emergency exit. Sure, he would go flying out of Garden and into the ocean where he would most likely die, but anything was better then to go along with one of Selphie's plans. He had placed his hand over the hatch, but not as discreetly as he had hoped to be. His friend saw what he intended to do, so she kicked him in the shin.

" Try that again and I'll kick you somewhere much more better," She threatened. " Now, you remain on the floor and I'll tell you my plan. We saw them together, right? No one knows about it, right? Nod, dammit!"

She tapped her foot menacingly on the floor and Squall managed a slight bob of his head. Hyne, what her boots were made out of, he didn't want to know.

" Okay, so all we have to do is simple! Confront them and tell them that we know about their little secret. Knowing them, they'll do anything to keep their relationship unknown. Are you listening? They'll do anything!"

" Ugh...you are an evil person," Squall said, slowly getting up from the floor. " I'm not having anything to do with this."

" C'mon...I mean, it is Seifer. He was the one, shoving his tongue down her--"

" Oh god, please don't remind me," Squall said, cutting her off. " I'm trying to get that picture out of my head."

Suddenly, a small chime echoed through the halls and Cid's voice filled their ears.

" I would like to take the opportunity to welcome our new Battle Technique Instructors to Garden. The Instructor for experts will be Miss. Selphie Timlett, a once student from Trabia but now a valuable SeeD to Garden. And our beginners and intermediate Instructor will be Mr. Seifer Almasy, a long time student in Balamb Garden. Please feel free to ask them any questions if you encounter them in the halls. That will be all."

Selphie and Squall looked at one another in astonishment, mouths agape. Of course, Selphie was the one to screech,

" Oh my Hyne, Seifer?!" She began to jump up and down in a frenzy, continuing until Squall

told her that he agreed with her plan. Unfortunately that caused her to jump up and down for a completely different reason. " You agree with me? Oh my Hyne!"

" Yes, now stop jumping or I'll leave."

She stopped and to Squall's amazement, she was still vibrating from jumping so much. He sighed, wishing that someone else would have been with him when he saw that felony. But no, as always, Hyne was playing a cruel joke on him and had placed him with Miss. Merry Sunshine Who Casts Haste on Herself Constantly. Well, he might as well suck it up as he did with everything else and tell her his plan; a good thing about Selphie was that she wouldn't turn down any suggestions someone had, no matter what it was.

He motioned for her to follow him so that they were on the deck outside where no one would be able to hear them.

" Listen, what we need is something laid out; if I know them as well as I think I do, they will try to deny being seen together, so we need an action that will trick them into revealing their relationship. That way, they know that we know and we can use that information towards our own advantage. But how..." He thought hard for a moment, and one would have thought that his eyes lit up for a second...but then again this was Squall, who was already considered anything but human. " I have just the idea..."

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They had arranged for the couple to meet them in the infamous Room 205, telling them that there was important matter to be discussed. Of course they believed Squall, he was commander after all, and were waiting obediently when Squall and Selphie had arrived.

" So, where's the fire?" Seifer asked in his harsh tone. He cast a dirty look in Selphie's direction and she stuck her tongue out at him in response.

" No fire...Squall and I just wanted to talk to you guys..." said the petite girl, bouncing lightly on her heels.

" But Selphie, I just talked to you this morning!" Quistis protested. " Remember, you called me to come here and then talked for three hours about how Squall is such a--"

" Oh, yes...that. How about we never mention that again?" She turned to Seifer. " But I never get to talk to you! You even said yourself that you wished you got the chance to know me!"

" I was trying to mess with your mind," He said, rolling his eyes and letting out an exasperated sigh.

" Oh...well then...uhm..." She had to think of something quickly. Glancing at Squall, she decided that he was going to be a last resort, so that meant she was on her own.

" You like blondes, don't you?" She asked Seifer. He frowned, narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms like some bouncer scrutinizing an scrawny man who appeared far from his stated age.

" What does that have to do with anything?"

" No-nothing! I just thought that you might have had a girlfriend by now." She smiled sweetly at Quistis and winked at Seifer, nudging him slightly. " A blonde girlfriend."

He wrinkled his nose and edged a few steps away from the cheery one.

" No."

Okay, one word answers, not good. Maybe it's time to try Quistis...

" Hey, Quisty," Selphie said in a sing song tone. " You've said that Seifer was one of your favourite students."

" Uh...yes, I have," Quistis said after a small pause. She seemed to be thinking hard about her answer and Selphie could see her eyes moving frantically from one spot to another.

Yesss! If Seifer won't fall, Quistis defiantly will!

" But..."

Oh no, not the 'but'!

"...Squall was also a favourite student of mine. I've always felt that the two of them held a challenge for me, and I intended to be the only instructor who could reach them. Also, they were childhood friends of mine; I had grown up with them. Even though I had not known this fact when I was still teaching them, I still felt a connection that drew me close to the pair. I suppose that if you or Zell were in my class as well, I would feel the same way."

" Damn," Selphie hissed, hating how Quistis always managed to talk herself out of anything.

" What was that?"

" Nothing!" Selphie's smile was so wide she feared that her face would crack. The room became silent once more; only the sounds of Seifer's foot tapping against the tile floor could be heard.

" Why am I here again?" Seifer muttered, his voice echoing throughout the classroom. " And why is Puberty Boy so quiet if he's not going to say anything?"

" ...Whatever." That had to be first word that Squall had uttered since they had all met in the room. Selphie began to bounce higher on her heels in agitation and then she couldn't take it any longer.

" We know," Selphie finally said and cast a side look at her friend that meant, 'Sorry!'. It wasn't her fault, really. It was entirely Squall's; if he hadn't said 'whatever', perhaps she would have been able to say something else instead of admitting what they knew.

" About what?" Seifer failed to appear shocked, much to their dismay; he was as calm as ever, still frowning at how his time was being wasted. Selphie glanced at Quistis who was looking at the floor and fiddling with her leather belt. This caused Selphie to smile; Quistis always did that when she was nervous. Maybe if she continued with her cross examination, they would just admit to being involved with one another thus Selphie would not have to resort to...plan B.

" Squall and I saw you guys yesterday in this room. Together! Frenching! On the desk!"

A small blush tinted Quistis's cheeks and she stole a glimpse at Seifer before clearing her throat and stepping forward from the wall she was leaning against, quite far from Seifer actually.

" I'm sorry Selphie, but you must have been mistaken. Everyone knows that I went to Balamb City yesterday," She said.

" Yeah right. We know it was you! Right Squall?"

He nodded, but said nothing, which was beginning to drive Selphie insane. It was as if he was going to make her do all the work, and then share the profits.

" And Squall does not lie," Selphie concluded, giving a smug smile.

" Selphie--"

" Let me handle this," Seifer interjected, walking up to the small girl. He folded his arms and leered at her. " Listen here, Messenger Girl. You have no proof that Instructor Trepe and I were here together yesterday doing those acts that you accused us of. Without hard evidence, you have no case. Now get lost."

" Oh no," Selphie thought to herself. This was exactly what she was afraid would happen. If she looked behind her, she would see Squall coughing 'Plan B'. She thought back to how astounded she was when she had first heard Squall's plan just the other day. Selphie had gaped at him, having a hard time believing that the man talking with her was Squall. After all, this man was agreeing to blackmail a close friend and exploit Selphie in his plan. In her bewilderment, she had agreed to the plan but now she was having doubts.

" Will you excuse me for a moment?" She asked Seifer. Without waiting for a response, she speed walked to where Squall was and whispered to him, " I can't do it."

" You can and you will," He responded without hesitation.

" But--"

A rough push, effortless for the giver but painful for the receiver, sent Selphie crashing into Seifer. Before deciding to have enough courage to see how angered Seifer was, Selphie cast Squall a hateful look and vowed to get back at him. Who did he think he was, anyway? She liked it much more better when he would barely talk -damn Rinoa.

But never mind that, she still had her plan to follow. Now if only she could remember the words to go with it...

" Watch where you're going!" Seifer snapped, backing away from Selphie and brushing himself off as if he had touched filth. He always did have such a high opinion of himself. " I came over here to tell you both that I'm splitting. This has been a wonderful waste of time."

" I'm the other Battle Tech. Instructor," Selphie blurted out in attempt to keep him in the room. It worked; Seifer paused at the door and seemed to hesitate for a moment until he turned fully around and walked to where Selphie was at the front of the room.

" Yeah, I was distained to hear that," Seifer said, leaning against the desk that used to belong to Quistis; the same desk that they were...Selphie did not even want to think about it. " So what does this have to do with anything?"

" Nothing, I just thought that maybe we could meet up at times and discuss...battle techniques..." Selphie took a few steps towards Seifer and placed her hand on his chest, casting him a seductive glance. He countered her by walking away and standing near Quistis, who had taken her position by the door of the classroom.

Selphie frowned and Squall shrugged. This was not going to plan. The unfortunate thing was that Seifer could easily shrug off a girl he had no interest in, and from the expression on Quistis' face, --the blush was gone and now replaced by amusement-- she couldn't care less that the small girl was placing moves on the blonde.

Selphie smiled, she could always produce a genuine smile, and skipped to where Squall was standing, near the back of the classroom.

" This isn't working," She whispered, casting frantic glances in Quistis and Seifer's direction. They weren't even looking at one another and appeared as if they wanted to leave. " Maybe they weren't the people we saw in here yesterday..."

" They are," Squall said, his voice still carrying on with the same flat note. " Just lay it on more thick."

" More thick? I have a boyfriend, you know."

" Just do it."

Selphie sighed and told herself that it would be like a game; if Seifer and/or Quistis breaks, then she wins. She always liked winning.

" Selphie, I was supposed to meet Irvine a few minutes ago. I believe I'll be leaving now," Quistis called from the other side of the room.

" No! Uh...Chocobos!" She had to stop blurting out things that made no sense or had no apparent purpose.

" What?"

Now both Seifer and Quistis were staring at Selphie as if she had a few screws loose or had been hit by 'Confuse'. Selphie loved attention (who wouldn't) but not this kind. If she didn't execute the plan now, the two of them would leave and spread around that Selphie was insane. She quickly thought back to what Squall was saying. He had seemed so sure of himself, but she was still angered about the way he had treated her. When she looked behind her shoulder at him, he was drinking what looked like the new brand of pop, 'Choco-Cola'.

Where did he get that from?

Well, disregarding that, Seifer was right in front of her. He had thrown off all of her passes, and Squall had said for her to lay it on more thick. What defined 'More thick?' Like, peanut butter thick or gum? That caused her to remember the time when they were in the Orphanage, Zell had put gum in her hair and Matron used practically everything in the house -edible, of course- to try to get it out. In the end her hair had to be cut, and after, she actually liked the new style.

Now she wondered how long she had been lost in thought; perhaps there was still enough time to stall a bit longer. But no, she could hear Squall give a sigh that indicated 'Do it now, I'm becoming bored.'

Lay it on more thick, huh?

So she grabbed Seifer around the neck and pulled his head down, meeting his lips in a hard and passionate kiss.

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(a/n: Woo-hoo! Never saw that coming, did you? Well, if you did, good for you! Oh, I can't wait until chapter three...I mean, if the author is dancing about it, it has got to be good. Review now and get a free Moogle sent to you in the mail courtesy of my brother! Some charges apply, no substitutions, exchanges, or refunds. So if you get a goldfish, or a Adelbert Steiner [FFIX] doll, don't come crying to me! )