Irvine rushed out of the room, nearly knocking over a little girl. But quickly walked passed her and on to the Quad, where he had previously told Ayame to meet him. The girl, for one, didn't even know what the hell was going on.
"HI, IRVY!" she exclaimed, pulling him down on her, causing much attention. Irvine backed away, gently pulling her hand away from him. She looked up at him, her blue eyes filled with curiosity and questions.
"What's the matter?" Ayame asked, as she looked Irvine in his eyes.
"Listen, umm, I think that we should see other people," he uttered, almost in a whisper. Irvine hated to be the one who decided first. Most of the time, he letted the girls break the news to him. But none ever lasted more than a week. And considering that Ayame was an exception, practically changed everything. His schedules were constantly to meet her somewhere, his life was a mess, and much of the time, all they did was have sex. Which for that reason, Irvine didn't mind much.
Ayame looked at him hard, but her expression suddenly loosened up as a smile spreaded across her face.
"OK, Sweety," she began, "If that's what you really want, then I guess I could take a break as much as you would like it also."
Irvine smiled, "That's good to know that you understand me. Well....I guess I'll see ya 'round, literally," he said the last part, quietly, as he stammered away.
Quistis looked down at her cup of coffee as she continued to spoon it. Rinoa had her arms rested below her chin, as she smiled at Quistis, noticing the childish features that were nearly hidden away.
"Quistis," she began, "What's wrong with you today?"
She immediately drew her attention to the polite young woman, "Nothing......just thinking, that's all." Rinoa slowly stood up and looked down at Quistis.
"Well, hey, I need to meet Squall in the lobby, so see ya later, OK," she said, as she slowly made her way to the opening cafeteria door. As she exited, a tall handsome figure entered. Quistis knew right away, that before her stood Seifer. He looked as usual as he always had, but something was different. Changed somehow. She quickly looked away as she noticed him glancing at her. Then sauntered towards the table where she sat.
He leaned over the table, his hands holding the weight of his body. For a moment, Seifer stood still, just staring into Quistis' eyes. Without even saying a word.
"Seifer...," she uttered, looking back at him. As if on cue, he pulled at a chair and sat down, across from the petite blue-eyed girl.
"You busy?" he questioned, his eyes adjusted on hers. She shook her head in reply. Before Seifer could let anything else escape from his mouth, Zell suddenly popped out of nowhere.
"Hey, Quisty," he exclaimed, nearly out of breath. As he stood tall, holding onto two hot dogs, "Took me forever to get these."
Seifer looked down, then slowly stood up, "I guess I'll go, talk to you some other time." Then he took off, Quistis turned her glance to Zell, who was now finished with one hot dog.
He looked up at her, with sad eyes, "What? I didn't say anything."
Quistis' Diary Entry 4
Only two words......two meaningless words. Seifer...why was I so stupid. All I managed to say was 'Seifer'. When I wanted to say more, more than what I had in mind. I wanted to talk to him, just like I did Squall. Talk to him, make him talk to me. To conversate with him. Why when I find the right time to talk to Seifer, I can't hardly even get a word out??? Am I starting to like him or fall in love with him? Or have I already? Please don't let it be either one. I just can't handle the pressure. The pressure of being broken hearted, again.
Irvine sat in the dark corner of his room, staring into nothing but total darkness. The night had decended, and all was still just like the night sky, that was filled with scattered stars. He slowly stood up from his sitting position and walked over to the door. Pulling it open. Irvine then noticed Selphie standing outside of Zell's door. Talking to whom had seem to be Zell.
"Selphie," Zell uttered, "I'm too tired, and why the hell do you constantly bother me every fucken hour of every fucken day?!?"
Selphie opened her mouth in aw, her hands on her tiny hips, as she slapped Zell across the face. He opened his eyes wide with surprise.
"WHAT THE HELL, DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?!?!?" he demanded, his hand on his swelled cheek, or so it felt like it. Selphie shook her head, her eyes tightly shut.
"No swearing in the presence of a lady, didn't yo mom ever tell you that??" she questioned. He glared at her, as he quickly slammed the door hard in her face. Selphie turned away as she felt anger rise in the pit of her stomache, when she noticed Irvine having a pretty good time watching. From the look of his face. Selphie smiled to herself, as she thought about the many things that would hurt Irvine.
"Morning, Quistis," Seifer uttered, as he flashed her a smile, appearing at the entrance of the library. He leaned against the door and smiled as a cute brunette walked passed. Quistis turned away and continued flipping through the fashion catalog. He walked over to her, slowly, and pulled out a chair, close beside the young woman.
"Why the long face?" Seifer questioned, without eye-contact. Instead, he stared as two couples who stood at the front of the room. Quistis looked up at him, then back down. Feeling a bit relaxed from that night's rest.
"What long face? I'm feeling quite well," she replied, one hand resting below her chin.
Seifer smiled, as he slowly grabbed for her slender wrist. Quistis, a bit surprised, reacted to this by standing up.
"What are you doing?" she questioned, a hard expression on her face. Seifer stood up and leaned close to her, almost to the point where their lips met.
"Why are you so scared? I'm not gonna hurt you," was his reluctant reply, as he letted her go, and stepped back a few inches as he looked down at her.
"Seifer," Quistis uttered, "You're so full of shit." She quickly made her way passed him but stopped as she heard him call out to her.
"Shittey enough, to ask you out," Seifer replied, his facial expression getting hard. Quistis slowly turned around to face him. Questions, unasked questions flowing through her mind.
"What?" she asked, gripping onto the magazine, tightly. And at that very moment, she felt herself fall.....fall into the place that she onced witness. Total Darkness.
"HI, IRVY!" she exclaimed, pulling him down on her, causing much attention. Irvine backed away, gently pulling her hand away from him. She looked up at him, her blue eyes filled with curiosity and questions.
"What's the matter?" Ayame asked, as she looked Irvine in his eyes.
"Listen, umm, I think that we should see other people," he uttered, almost in a whisper. Irvine hated to be the one who decided first. Most of the time, he letted the girls break the news to him. But none ever lasted more than a week. And considering that Ayame was an exception, practically changed everything. His schedules were constantly to meet her somewhere, his life was a mess, and much of the time, all they did was have sex. Which for that reason, Irvine didn't mind much.
Ayame looked at him hard, but her expression suddenly loosened up as a smile spreaded across her face.
"OK, Sweety," she began, "If that's what you really want, then I guess I could take a break as much as you would like it also."
Irvine smiled, "That's good to know that you understand me. Well....I guess I'll see ya 'round, literally," he said the last part, quietly, as he stammered away.
Quistis looked down at her cup of coffee as she continued to spoon it. Rinoa had her arms rested below her chin, as she smiled at Quistis, noticing the childish features that were nearly hidden away.
"Quistis," she began, "What's wrong with you today?"
She immediately drew her attention to the polite young woman, "Nothing......just thinking, that's all." Rinoa slowly stood up and looked down at Quistis.
"Well, hey, I need to meet Squall in the lobby, so see ya later, OK," she said, as she slowly made her way to the opening cafeteria door. As she exited, a tall handsome figure entered. Quistis knew right away, that before her stood Seifer. He looked as usual as he always had, but something was different. Changed somehow. She quickly looked away as she noticed him glancing at her. Then sauntered towards the table where she sat.
He leaned over the table, his hands holding the weight of his body. For a moment, Seifer stood still, just staring into Quistis' eyes. Without even saying a word.
"Seifer...," she uttered, looking back at him. As if on cue, he pulled at a chair and sat down, across from the petite blue-eyed girl.
"You busy?" he questioned, his eyes adjusted on hers. She shook her head in reply. Before Seifer could let anything else escape from his mouth, Zell suddenly popped out of nowhere.
"Hey, Quisty," he exclaimed, nearly out of breath. As he stood tall, holding onto two hot dogs, "Took me forever to get these."
Seifer looked down, then slowly stood up, "I guess I'll go, talk to you some other time." Then he took off, Quistis turned her glance to Zell, who was now finished with one hot dog.
He looked up at her, with sad eyes, "What? I didn't say anything."
Quistis' Diary Entry 4
Only two words......two meaningless words. Seifer...why was I so stupid. All I managed to say was 'Seifer'. When I wanted to say more, more than what I had in mind. I wanted to talk to him, just like I did Squall. Talk to him, make him talk to me. To conversate with him. Why when I find the right time to talk to Seifer, I can't hardly even get a word out??? Am I starting to like him or fall in love with him? Or have I already? Please don't let it be either one. I just can't handle the pressure. The pressure of being broken hearted, again.
Irvine sat in the dark corner of his room, staring into nothing but total darkness. The night had decended, and all was still just like the night sky, that was filled with scattered stars. He slowly stood up from his sitting position and walked over to the door. Pulling it open. Irvine then noticed Selphie standing outside of Zell's door. Talking to whom had seem to be Zell.
"Selphie," Zell uttered, "I'm too tired, and why the hell do you constantly bother me every fucken hour of every fucken day?!?"
Selphie opened her mouth in aw, her hands on her tiny hips, as she slapped Zell across the face. He opened his eyes wide with surprise.
"WHAT THE HELL, DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?!?!?" he demanded, his hand on his swelled cheek, or so it felt like it. Selphie shook her head, her eyes tightly shut.
"No swearing in the presence of a lady, didn't yo mom ever tell you that??" she questioned. He glared at her, as he quickly slammed the door hard in her face. Selphie turned away as she felt anger rise in the pit of her stomache, when she noticed Irvine having a pretty good time watching. From the look of his face. Selphie smiled to herself, as she thought about the many things that would hurt Irvine.
"Morning, Quistis," Seifer uttered, as he flashed her a smile, appearing at the entrance of the library. He leaned against the door and smiled as a cute brunette walked passed. Quistis turned away and continued flipping through the fashion catalog. He walked over to her, slowly, and pulled out a chair, close beside the young woman.
"Why the long face?" Seifer questioned, without eye-contact. Instead, he stared as two couples who stood at the front of the room. Quistis looked up at him, then back down. Feeling a bit relaxed from that night's rest.
"What long face? I'm feeling quite well," she replied, one hand resting below her chin.
Seifer smiled, as he slowly grabbed for her slender wrist. Quistis, a bit surprised, reacted to this by standing up.
"What are you doing?" she questioned, a hard expression on her face. Seifer stood up and leaned close to her, almost to the point where their lips met.
"Why are you so scared? I'm not gonna hurt you," was his reluctant reply, as he letted her go, and stepped back a few inches as he looked down at her.
"Seifer," Quistis uttered, "You're so full of shit." She quickly made her way passed him but stopped as she heard him call out to her.
"Shittey enough, to ask you out," Seifer replied, his facial expression getting hard. Quistis slowly turned around to face him. Questions, unasked questions flowing through her mind.
"What?" she asked, gripping onto the magazine, tightly. And at that very moment, she felt herself fall.....fall into the place that she onced witness. Total Darkness.