Disclaimer: The girl in this story is my own creation, but
everything else belongs to Square.
AN: I just needed a break from writing my Single Night
series. This is a short, light story.
Maybe not LOL funny, but cute, I hope.
Here's the scenario: it's years after Ultimecia and Seifer is back at
the Garden, has earned a place for himself, etc, etc. It's not the same universe as my series.
Seifer was
standing in the hall minding his own business when something heavy suddenly hit
him from behind and knocked him into the wall.
"What the
hell?"
He watched
in amazement as a blur of movement he assumed was a person fell to the ground,
sending at least four duffel bags and several shoe boxes all over the
hall. He realized it was a young woman,
about 18, he guessed, in a trainee uniform.
"Oh,
fucking Hyne, I'm sorry—"
The girl
looked up and her eyes widened when she saw him. She stumbled to her feet.
"I'm sorry,
Sir. I'm just in such a hurry. I have
to move in before I have to meet for orientation and I was late and couldn't
find my room at first and I didn't realize how much stuff I had and then my
friend stopped by and wanted to decorate…"
Seifer
wondered if she'd ever shut up. She
wasn't ditsy sounding like Selphie, though.
It was more like she had so much energy, it had to go somewhere.
"Aren't you
a little old to be starting as a student?" he interrupted.
"My parents
wouldn't let me join, so I had to wait until I was old enough to not need their
permission. But I've been training on
my own."
"Let me
guess. Chain whip? Nunchaku?"
They were all girls were using now.
She
grinned. "Nope, gunblade."
That was a
surprise. He'd never heard of a girl
who used the gunblade before. He
wondered if she was any good. When she
opened her mouth to say something he stopped her.
"Please
spare the How Squall Inspired Me speech for your instructor. If I hear one more I'm going to wish I'd
killed him."
She
laughed. "Squall? No way! I wanted to be like you. See, I'm from Balamb and I used to sneak over
and I saw you training. I'd watch you
fight Squall and always thought you were amazing to watch. I mean with the gunblade some people use
technique and some use brute force.
Squall used to rely on technique, but you used both. So that's my How Seifer Inspired Me speech."
She looked
at her watch. "Shit, I'm going to be so
late."
She started
gathering her things, but every time she had most of them another would
fall. Seifer watched, amused, for a
couple minutes before impatiently picking up a couple bags and striding down
the hall toward the dorms. She quickly
caught up to him and when they arrived at the dorms she let him into her room.
He put the
bags down on her bed and noticed a magazine with himself on the cover in a
box. He looked through the things in
the box and found a couple dozen magazines, interspersed with clippings and
pictures, all of him. When he got to
the bottom of the box he found a magazine with the headline Seifer's Nude Photo!!!
"What the
hell is this?"
The girl
looked at him and blushed when she realized what he was looking at.
"Oh, Hyne,
I can't believe I still have that. It
was just a joke from a friend, really," she said nervously.
He flipped
to the page with the picture, figuring it was just a blurry shot of someone who
looked a little like him.
"Fucking
bastard!"
It had been
taken about seven years ago, before he had a private shower. He was facing the camera, his head leaned
back to wash the shampoo from his hair.
He remembered Raijin taking it as a practical joke, threatening to send
it to Quistis.
"So it is
you? Kel owes me 500 gil! I told her.
I used to see you training on the beach and saw you without a shirt on
and I knew this was you."
Seifer
stared at her. "What are you, some kind
of stalker?"
She blushed. "Of course not! I told you, I just like to watch you fight. I can't help the fact that you're also
gorgeous."
He was
about to leave when he caught something out of the corner of his eye and looked
up at the ceiling. There, above her
bed, was the same picture from the magazine, but just from the waist up, he
assumed to comply with dorm regulations.
He barely resisted the urge to tear it down.
"Oh, Hyne,
I'm going to kill her. I swear I
didn't put that up there. I—I'm sorry,
Sir. It's just my friend. She gets crazy about things and you just
can't stop her. You should see her—"
"Don't you
know when to shut up?"
"I know, I
know. I just ramble on and on. My friends tease me all the time and my
family just ignores it now. I just
can't help—"
He stopped
her with a hard kiss. He meant to make
a crude remark about finding other uses for her mouth, but after a moment of
shock she was clumsily kissing him back and he could tell she'd never kissed
anyone before. Feeling a little guilty,
he left, letting the door shut on her confused face.
Moments
later she called out for him to wait. What
now? He turned and looked at her
impatiently.
"Um. Can I
have my magazine back?"
He gave her
a look that said 'no way in hell.'
"Ok,
ok. Like I said, I didn't really want
it anyway."
She
disappeared into her room and Seifer made his way to his own quarters. After his initial anger faded he thought the
whole thing was funny, really. He
wondered bemusedly how she'd react when she found out he'd be her gunblade
instructor.