A/N: Sorry...this took more time then the others. A bit of a brain
cramp/freeze/block/fart/whatever you want to use! So...read on!
To DinchtBaby: Surprise is coming up next chapter!
PS: Madonna's Ray of Light album inspires this chapter as well as a song by
Cheryl Lynn.
Chapter Three
I slammed the door shut, hearing the constant screaming of Fujin and Raijen. I couldn't stand it when they fought, just reminded me of bad times. My foster parents always fought, but that was long ago. I promised myself to forget those hurtful times.
I walked down the street, the strong rays of the sun beating down on me. It was nippy earlier, and now it's turned quite warm. I pulled off my jacket, walking back to the house casually.
Now that I was only in my tank top and vest, I started down the hill that allowed the residential area to flow into the more urban like area. I smiled softly; this is where I belonged. The flashing lights, even during the daytime, brightened and dimmed as I walked closer. I looked down at my watch. The time read three fourteen PM. Their concert would be starting in exactly seven hours. I turned the corner, smiling softly at the bold lights. My favorite club in the whole harbor, The Smokestack. I walked past the line, slapping a tall brute on the shoulder. Obviously the bouncer; all the bouncers knew that was my trademark slap. I walked in, smiling at the many colorful arrays of people. One color in particular caught my eye.
She was wearing a pair of tight leather pants, dancing in a tall set of heels. Her hips moved gracefully with the music, her fair skin shining off the lights. She wore a simple blue halter-top, her golden hair fanning her back. She spun around, her golden hair forming a halo around her perfect face. She had soft hues of pinks and natural colors for her makeup. Several men surrounded her, each and every one of them being ignored. It was the Ice Queen herself. New music suddenly came on, her graceful movements switching. I smirked softly, walking over to her from behind. I wrapped my hands to her shoulders, spinning her around. She gasped softly, falling back into my arms. "Boo," I mouthed.
She suddenly pushed me away, walking straight towards the bar. I quickly grabbed her arm, spinning her towards me. She glared at me with her ice blue eyes. Suddenly, I found myself moving with the beat, leading her into the dance. She soon followed, the music yet again changing. It was her turn to take control. She simply, and very slowly, twisted her hips around, arching her back away from me. I slowly dragged my arms up her sides, sending chills up my own body from feeling hers. The music soon quickened, and she lifted herself up, grinding herself onto me. I was surprised she was this outgoing. The men looked at me with jealous eyes, and the women looked at her with envy. Suddenly, she looked behind me, her eyes going wide. She pulled me over to the bar quickly, covering herself with her long hair. She turned over to me, eyeing the door. I nodded and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the door, twisting around the ground of couples dancing to the erotic beat. We finally reached the door, and I grasped onto her waist, pulling her out fully.
She turned to me, and looked at the club. She grabbed my hand and started to walk farther down into the club area. "What the hell did you think you were doing?" she mumbled.
I laughed softly. "Quistis, I should be asking you the same."
She glared at me with those cold blue eyes. "I was there to get away from them. Now your turn."
"I was dancing with gorgeous and sumptuous woman." She suddenly slapped my arm. "You asked, I tell the truth. Now why were you running away."
She was silent for a bit. "Can we go to your house?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Sure. Unless, of course, you mind hearing the screaming of two of my friends." She glared at me, waiting for me to lead the way. "Don't tell me you're that mad at me!"
"I have every reason to be."
"No, you don't. You enjoyed it."
"Excuse me?" she yelled softly. I smirked at her, waving my hand towards a cab. "I certainly did not!"
A cab pulled over, and I opened the door. She walked in, glaring at me. I went to the other door, opening it up and smiling at the cabby. "Fifth street apartments, please." He nodded his head, turning the meter on. "If you didn't enjoy it, then why did you grind up against me?" She was stunned, her mouth wide open. "Unless you're expecting a surprise in there, then you'd best shut it."
With those words, I felt a cold hand colliding with my face. "Jerk."
We made it back to my apartment and I gave the cabby twenty gil. I over tipped him, but I didn't care. I walked through one set of doors, up a pair of stairs, and towards my metal door. I smiled at her, sliding the key in, turning it, and pushing the heavy door away. She walked in, looking at the tiny corridor. "It does get bigger." I pulled the key out, slamming the loud door shut. She walked past the corridor, seeing a sixteen-foot ceiling, a loft, a large window overlooking the sea and sunset, and a set of spiral stairs. Three doors were up in the loft area. "The one on the brick wall is Raijen's, the one on the white wall is Fujin's, the one closest to the stairs is the upstairs bathroom."
She spun towards me; her makeup was smudged a bit. I walked over to her, brushing away a faint trail of sparkle dust. "What about you?" She asked. She was obviously unimpressed.
"By the front door. I have my own bathroom, too." Again, she spun away, looking around. "Well?"
"It's very nice. Homely almost."
I laughed. "Not about my home. Why did you want to come here? Why did you want to leave the club? Was it getting too hot for you?" I smirked again.
She glared at me. "You would think after about a year, you would change." I laughed. "I wanted to leave because Zell was in there."
"So?" I asked. Her words hit me. She wanted me to change. Fujin said to be myself, which I was. Wasn't I?
My thoughts were broken when she said those horrible words. "He's my boyfriend, Seifer."
A/N: BWAHAHAHA! Surprise DinchtBaby!
Chapter Three
I slammed the door shut, hearing the constant screaming of Fujin and Raijen. I couldn't stand it when they fought, just reminded me of bad times. My foster parents always fought, but that was long ago. I promised myself to forget those hurtful times.
I walked down the street, the strong rays of the sun beating down on me. It was nippy earlier, and now it's turned quite warm. I pulled off my jacket, walking back to the house casually.
Now that I was only in my tank top and vest, I started down the hill that allowed the residential area to flow into the more urban like area. I smiled softly; this is where I belonged. The flashing lights, even during the daytime, brightened and dimmed as I walked closer. I looked down at my watch. The time read three fourteen PM. Their concert would be starting in exactly seven hours. I turned the corner, smiling softly at the bold lights. My favorite club in the whole harbor, The Smokestack. I walked past the line, slapping a tall brute on the shoulder. Obviously the bouncer; all the bouncers knew that was my trademark slap. I walked in, smiling at the many colorful arrays of people. One color in particular caught my eye.
She was wearing a pair of tight leather pants, dancing in a tall set of heels. Her hips moved gracefully with the music, her fair skin shining off the lights. She wore a simple blue halter-top, her golden hair fanning her back. She spun around, her golden hair forming a halo around her perfect face. She had soft hues of pinks and natural colors for her makeup. Several men surrounded her, each and every one of them being ignored. It was the Ice Queen herself. New music suddenly came on, her graceful movements switching. I smirked softly, walking over to her from behind. I wrapped my hands to her shoulders, spinning her around. She gasped softly, falling back into my arms. "Boo," I mouthed.
She suddenly pushed me away, walking straight towards the bar. I quickly grabbed her arm, spinning her towards me. She glared at me with her ice blue eyes. Suddenly, I found myself moving with the beat, leading her into the dance. She soon followed, the music yet again changing. It was her turn to take control. She simply, and very slowly, twisted her hips around, arching her back away from me. I slowly dragged my arms up her sides, sending chills up my own body from feeling hers. The music soon quickened, and she lifted herself up, grinding herself onto me. I was surprised she was this outgoing. The men looked at me with jealous eyes, and the women looked at her with envy. Suddenly, she looked behind me, her eyes going wide. She pulled me over to the bar quickly, covering herself with her long hair. She turned over to me, eyeing the door. I nodded and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards the door, twisting around the ground of couples dancing to the erotic beat. We finally reached the door, and I grasped onto her waist, pulling her out fully.
She turned to me, and looked at the club. She grabbed my hand and started to walk farther down into the club area. "What the hell did you think you were doing?" she mumbled.
I laughed softly. "Quistis, I should be asking you the same."
She glared at me with those cold blue eyes. "I was there to get away from them. Now your turn."
"I was dancing with gorgeous and sumptuous woman." She suddenly slapped my arm. "You asked, I tell the truth. Now why were you running away."
She was silent for a bit. "Can we go to your house?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Sure. Unless, of course, you mind hearing the screaming of two of my friends." She glared at me, waiting for me to lead the way. "Don't tell me you're that mad at me!"
"I have every reason to be."
"No, you don't. You enjoyed it."
"Excuse me?" she yelled softly. I smirked at her, waving my hand towards a cab. "I certainly did not!"
A cab pulled over, and I opened the door. She walked in, glaring at me. I went to the other door, opening it up and smiling at the cabby. "Fifth street apartments, please." He nodded his head, turning the meter on. "If you didn't enjoy it, then why did you grind up against me?" She was stunned, her mouth wide open. "Unless you're expecting a surprise in there, then you'd best shut it."
With those words, I felt a cold hand colliding with my face. "Jerk."
We made it back to my apartment and I gave the cabby twenty gil. I over tipped him, but I didn't care. I walked through one set of doors, up a pair of stairs, and towards my metal door. I smiled at her, sliding the key in, turning it, and pushing the heavy door away. She walked in, looking at the tiny corridor. "It does get bigger." I pulled the key out, slamming the loud door shut. She walked past the corridor, seeing a sixteen-foot ceiling, a loft, a large window overlooking the sea and sunset, and a set of spiral stairs. Three doors were up in the loft area. "The one on the brick wall is Raijen's, the one on the white wall is Fujin's, the one closest to the stairs is the upstairs bathroom."
She spun towards me; her makeup was smudged a bit. I walked over to her, brushing away a faint trail of sparkle dust. "What about you?" She asked. She was obviously unimpressed.
"By the front door. I have my own bathroom, too." Again, she spun away, looking around. "Well?"
"It's very nice. Homely almost."
I laughed. "Not about my home. Why did you want to come here? Why did you want to leave the club? Was it getting too hot for you?" I smirked again.
She glared at me. "You would think after about a year, you would change." I laughed. "I wanted to leave because Zell was in there."
"So?" I asked. Her words hit me. She wanted me to change. Fujin said to be myself, which I was. Wasn't I?
My thoughts were broken when she said those horrible words. "He's my boyfriend, Seifer."
A/N: BWAHAHAHA! Surprise DinchtBaby!