Love Under Cover
Quistis Trepe woke suddenly, her body covered in a light sweat. She had been having 'that' dream again. She kicked the bed sheets to the floor and got up. She dressed in her usual clothes, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight. She looked at the digital clock beside her bed, it read 5.43am. Quistis groaned. Pulling her hair up into its usual style, she picked up her Save the Queen. She left her room and walked down to the secret area of Balamb Garden's Training Centre. She stood and stared at the foliage, or rather past the foliage, and thought about her dream. In the dream, she was sleeping and there was a knock at the door. Quistis opened it and Squall stood there. She led him into her room and he told her that Rinoa had finished with him. Snapping out of her trance, Quistis mused on the unhappy relationships she'd had in her life. She'd loved Squall like a brother until she realized that he meant more to her than that. Her affaire with Irvine had been good at first but she gradually came to the conclusion that he was just using her for sex. Then there had been that thing with Seifer. He was just too pushy and overbearing. When she was a lot younger she had had a crush on Headmaster Cid. She shuddered at the thought now, he was like a father to her. There was only one man she had ever loved, that was Squall Leonhart. She cried when she saw him embrace Rinoa or share a tender moment with her. She used to be bitter, thinking that Rinoa had stolen the man that was rightfully hers. When they had first got together, Quistis prayed for something bad to happen to her so that she could replace Rinoa as Squall's object of affection. She had slowly understood that this wouldn't solve anything and concentrated on looking happy and willing herself to be happy for them. Who was she kidding, she was still in love with him. She heard the sound of footsteps behind her and sighed deeply. She didn't need the D.C. on her back, not now, not ever. A gloved hand was put on her shoulder.
"Quisty", a familiar voice said. She took a deep breath and turned around.
"Yes Squall", she answered. He always told her his problems, why shouldn't this be a marathon moaning session?
"Quisty, me and Rinoa broke up", he told her. He didn't look too unhappy about it.
"Um, do you know why?", she asked him.
"Yes. It was because I loved another woman. I couldn't still be with Rinoa. Whenever I kissed her I was thinking of someone else", he revealed another dark secret to his closest friend.
"Hmm. Anyone in particular?", she ran a list of names of girls at Garden through her head.
"Yes. Someone very special", Squall answered her. He sighed.
"Quistis, I was thinking of you. I love you Quistis Trepe", he said. Her mouth hung open in shock and her eyes were wide.
"Oh. You obviously don't feel the same", he looked melancholy.
"Squall! I love you! I always have. I'm just a little shocked, that's all", she said, taking his hands in hers. He smiled briefly before turning solemn again.
"I'm so glad you feel that way", Squall told her. He looked nervous and fidgeted slightly before he spoke again.
"Quisty, can I kiss you?", he asked the blonde haired instructor.
"I thought you'd never ask!", she answered, pulling him to her.
The End
Quistis Trepe woke suddenly, her body covered in a light sweat. She had been having 'that' dream again. She kicked the bed sheets to the floor and got up. She dressed in her usual clothes, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight. She looked at the digital clock beside her bed, it read 5.43am. Quistis groaned. Pulling her hair up into its usual style, she picked up her Save the Queen. She left her room and walked down to the secret area of Balamb Garden's Training Centre. She stood and stared at the foliage, or rather past the foliage, and thought about her dream. In the dream, she was sleeping and there was a knock at the door. Quistis opened it and Squall stood there. She led him into her room and he told her that Rinoa had finished with him. Snapping out of her trance, Quistis mused on the unhappy relationships she'd had in her life. She'd loved Squall like a brother until she realized that he meant more to her than that. Her affaire with Irvine had been good at first but she gradually came to the conclusion that he was just using her for sex. Then there had been that thing with Seifer. He was just too pushy and overbearing. When she was a lot younger she had had a crush on Headmaster Cid. She shuddered at the thought now, he was like a father to her. There was only one man she had ever loved, that was Squall Leonhart. She cried when she saw him embrace Rinoa or share a tender moment with her. She used to be bitter, thinking that Rinoa had stolen the man that was rightfully hers. When they had first got together, Quistis prayed for something bad to happen to her so that she could replace Rinoa as Squall's object of affection. She had slowly understood that this wouldn't solve anything and concentrated on looking happy and willing herself to be happy for them. Who was she kidding, she was still in love with him. She heard the sound of footsteps behind her and sighed deeply. She didn't need the D.C. on her back, not now, not ever. A gloved hand was put on her shoulder.
"Quisty", a familiar voice said. She took a deep breath and turned around.
"Yes Squall", she answered. He always told her his problems, why shouldn't this be a marathon moaning session?
"Quisty, me and Rinoa broke up", he told her. He didn't look too unhappy about it.
"Um, do you know why?", she asked him.
"Yes. It was because I loved another woman. I couldn't still be with Rinoa. Whenever I kissed her I was thinking of someone else", he revealed another dark secret to his closest friend.
"Hmm. Anyone in particular?", she ran a list of names of girls at Garden through her head.
"Yes. Someone very special", Squall answered her. He sighed.
"Quistis, I was thinking of you. I love you Quistis Trepe", he said. Her mouth hung open in shock and her eyes were wide.
"Oh. You obviously don't feel the same", he looked melancholy.
"Squall! I love you! I always have. I'm just a little shocked, that's all", she said, taking his hands in hers. He smiled briefly before turning solemn again.
"I'm so glad you feel that way", Squall told her. He looked nervous and fidgeted slightly before he spoke again.
"Quisty, can I kiss you?", he asked the blonde haired instructor.
"I thought you'd never ask!", she answered, pulling him to her.
The End