Fuujin stood up. Seifer... she loved him so much, it hurt. Of course she could trust him. Seifer stood next to her. He put his arm around her.
"Fuujin. We should go home... Its nearly dark out."
"How long was I unconscience...?"
"I dunno, over five hours. When I washed ashore...-"
"Washed ashore?! What did she do to you!?! RAGE!!" Fuujin bit her lower lip, overcome with emotions.
"I dunno, I guess I was knocked out and drowned... You taking her powers, made her make me wash ashore. I wasn't even wet."
"Seifer, I'm so sorry."
"For what?! This isn't your fault."
"Yeah, it is. You see, if I had just come home, then I wouldn't have to run away to Deling, and you would've been in work when all of this happened."
"Fuujin! Don't you talk like that! Are you insane!?"
"No...! Seifer, let's just go home, okay?"
"Yeah... hey Fuuj. 'I close my eyes, I long for your touch. You said you'd always love me. Where are you when I need you? Please come back to me...' Do you know where that's from? I heard it, sometime. It was in my head when I woke up..."
"N, no." She relpied shakily. 'How did he hear that?' She wondered.
"Are you sure...? It sounded so much... like you."
"I'm sure. I don't sing."
"...Okay." They took the car Fuujin had rented back to Balamb. Raijin was back home, and okay, just with a bit of an injured head-but what else was new? (^_~)
"Raijin." Fuujin said.
"Oh, yeah, hey, Fuujin." Raijin didn't even look up from the TV.
"Hey, Raijin! Aren't you supposed to at work? Zell, he said that on Saturdays you gotta work until midnight, then you play cards at his house." Asked Seifer.
"Oh, yeah, ya know!" He raced out of the door, and met with an unhappy Zell.
"You're late, man! -Innocent, not paid-for hotdogs could've been eaten...!"
"Sorry..."
Back at the house Fuujin was depressed, but trying to make it not so obvious, so she turned back on the TV.
"Fuujin...?" asked Seifer.
"Mhmm?"
"You never watch TV."
"Oh...yeah."
"Fuujin, its gonna be tough, but we'll get through it..."
"IMPOSSIBLE!" Her hand flew to her mouth. She'd wish it'd stop. All of it. Fuujin looked at Seifer, wondering if he really loved her... she remembered how Rinoa and he had had realtionship. She was with him then, so wasn't Raijin. She remembered how much pain she had gone through, just for that summer. She had tried to coax herself into thinking that it wasn't because of Seifer... But it was.
"Fuujin... whats on your mind...?"
"Nothing, Seifer." She shut off the TV. Seifer sat next to her.
"Something's up... What the hel- what is it?"
"Seifer, Its nothing, okay?" Fuujin stood up abruptly and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. 'I'm doomed. The Gods hate me... Dammit!'
"Fuujin!" Seifer called her. He didn't get an answer. 'This is all my god-damned fault! She should've just let me die! She has to suffer for the rest of her life... Fuujin.' Seifer felt awful. He wondered how Fuujin must have felt when he was with Rinoa that summer. He never really liked her for anything but how she looked, but there was always something there for Fuujin. He loved her. Seifer had never felt this way about anyone before... never. He knocked softly on the bedroom door.
"Fuujin?" Fuujin quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. It seemed she had been crying so much in the last couple of days. It was pathetic and childish. She needed to stop. And the worst part, was that Seifer seen her every time. Well, he wouldn't see her this time.
"What?!"
"Can I come in...?"
"No, I'm getting dressed." Fuujin lied.
"So what?"
"Seifer!"
"Heh."
"You're impossible. Come in." Fuujin had wiped the tears away, and her eyes were already red, so you couldn't tell.
"Getting dressed, eh? You dissapoint me." Fuujin rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yeah, well." Seifer sat on the bed next to Fuujin.
"Fuuj... something's upsetting you. You don't cry for no reason. I mean, the last time I seen you cry before these last couple of days was...-"
"-Alright Seifer, thats enough. I wasn't crying, either."
"Yes, you were."
"Oh? And you know this how?!"
"When you study a person's every move for many years, you know..."
"Seifer..." She moved next to him. "I was crying because..." Fuujin frantically tried to make up a reason, what could she say? She most certainly couldn't say that she was worried whether he really loved her or not. No, that was corny.
"Fuuj? You don't have to make stuff up... Just tell me... I'll listen... And I won't care how...stupid you may think it is, because, to me, anything you say, is intelligent, and means everything to me." 'Where are these words coming from? Why am I talking like this? Love?'
"...Seifer... I'm worried that you don't love me... what if it's just attraction, like with... well... I dunno..."
"Rinoa? That was attraction. And... God, Fuujin, I'm so sorry I put you through that... I love you. You are the first person that I've ever loved. I mean, I'd give my life for you... anything, for you, Fuujin. Trust me, please?" Fuujin hugged Seifer, and smiled.
"Seifer...!" Seifer slipped his arms around Fuujin's slim body, he never wanted to let go, he just wanted to be there with the young sorceress forever. He loved her with all of his heart. They fell back on the bed, and full embrace, neither of them wanted the other to let go, and that's how it stayed throughout the night.
When Raijin walked in the next morning (He had stayed at Zell's house) He was shocked. He walked into the room, to see the two in bed together.
"Ohohoh!" he walked out of the bedroom. That woke both Seifer and Fuujin up.
"Dammit." Seifer said.
"Well, he had to come home sometime..."
"Yeah, ah, well. He had to find out somewhere!"
"Mmhmm." Fuujin sighed as she stood up and pulled her clothes on. She noticed a broken glass on the floor. She had brought it in earlier. It had had water in it... Hmm... She'd clean it up later. Seifer sat and watched her dress, he loved everything about Fuujin. He always had, now he just had the opportunity to love more of her.
"Seifer, are you gonna get up?" Seifer broke out of his daze.
"Um, yeah." Seifer got dressed, and he and Fuujin walked out of the room. Raijin was sitting watching TV.
"I didn't see nothin'!" He said, nervously.
"Raijin..." They sat down on either side of him.
"So, uh, how long has this been going on...?" Fuujin nor Seifer were able to answer that. It was either always, or a few days. "Well...?!"
"Raijin, buddy, I'm not sure I understand the question..." Fuujin cut in, to make things simpler.
"Awhile." Now, awhile could mean a couple of days, or a couple of years, either way, Raijin nodded.
"I ain't moving out, ya know?!"
"We know." Seifer said bluntly. Fuujin chuckled a bit.
"Seifer, you want some coffee?"
"Yeah, that'd be nice."
"Mhm." She walked into the kitchen and put on the coffee. As it heated up, some steam rose into the air and brushed against Fuujin. Fuujin blinked and the glass coffee pot broke.
"Fuujin?!" Seifer and Raijin ran into the kitchen, where Fuujin was standing back, wondering also, as to what the hell was going on.
"Fuujin what happened? You look upset... You dropped it... no big deal."
"No... I'm afraid its a much bigger deal..."
End Chapter 4.
"Fuujin. We should go home... Its nearly dark out."
"How long was I unconscience...?"
"I dunno, over five hours. When I washed ashore...-"
"Washed ashore?! What did she do to you!?! RAGE!!" Fuujin bit her lower lip, overcome with emotions.
"I dunno, I guess I was knocked out and drowned... You taking her powers, made her make me wash ashore. I wasn't even wet."
"Seifer, I'm so sorry."
"For what?! This isn't your fault."
"Yeah, it is. You see, if I had just come home, then I wouldn't have to run away to Deling, and you would've been in work when all of this happened."
"Fuujin! Don't you talk like that! Are you insane!?"
"No...! Seifer, let's just go home, okay?"
"Yeah... hey Fuuj. 'I close my eyes, I long for your touch. You said you'd always love me. Where are you when I need you? Please come back to me...' Do you know where that's from? I heard it, sometime. It was in my head when I woke up..."
"N, no." She relpied shakily. 'How did he hear that?' She wondered.
"Are you sure...? It sounded so much... like you."
"I'm sure. I don't sing."
"...Okay." They took the car Fuujin had rented back to Balamb. Raijin was back home, and okay, just with a bit of an injured head-but what else was new? (^_~)
"Raijin." Fuujin said.
"Oh, yeah, hey, Fuujin." Raijin didn't even look up from the TV.
"Hey, Raijin! Aren't you supposed to at work? Zell, he said that on Saturdays you gotta work until midnight, then you play cards at his house." Asked Seifer.
"Oh, yeah, ya know!" He raced out of the door, and met with an unhappy Zell.
"You're late, man! -Innocent, not paid-for hotdogs could've been eaten...!"
"Sorry..."
Back at the house Fuujin was depressed, but trying to make it not so obvious, so she turned back on the TV.
"Fuujin...?" asked Seifer.
"Mhmm?"
"You never watch TV."
"Oh...yeah."
"Fuujin, its gonna be tough, but we'll get through it..."
"IMPOSSIBLE!" Her hand flew to her mouth. She'd wish it'd stop. All of it. Fuujin looked at Seifer, wondering if he really loved her... she remembered how Rinoa and he had had realtionship. She was with him then, so wasn't Raijin. She remembered how much pain she had gone through, just for that summer. She had tried to coax herself into thinking that it wasn't because of Seifer... But it was.
"Fuujin... whats on your mind...?"
"Nothing, Seifer." She shut off the TV. Seifer sat next to her.
"Something's up... What the hel- what is it?"
"Seifer, Its nothing, okay?" Fuujin stood up abruptly and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. 'I'm doomed. The Gods hate me... Dammit!'
"Fuujin!" Seifer called her. He didn't get an answer. 'This is all my god-damned fault! She should've just let me die! She has to suffer for the rest of her life... Fuujin.' Seifer felt awful. He wondered how Fuujin must have felt when he was with Rinoa that summer. He never really liked her for anything but how she looked, but there was always something there for Fuujin. He loved her. Seifer had never felt this way about anyone before... never. He knocked softly on the bedroom door.
"Fuujin?" Fuujin quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. It seemed she had been crying so much in the last couple of days. It was pathetic and childish. She needed to stop. And the worst part, was that Seifer seen her every time. Well, he wouldn't see her this time.
"What?!"
"Can I come in...?"
"No, I'm getting dressed." Fuujin lied.
"So what?"
"Seifer!"
"Heh."
"You're impossible. Come in." Fuujin had wiped the tears away, and her eyes were already red, so you couldn't tell.
"Getting dressed, eh? You dissapoint me." Fuujin rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yeah, well." Seifer sat on the bed next to Fuujin.
"Fuuj... something's upsetting you. You don't cry for no reason. I mean, the last time I seen you cry before these last couple of days was...-"
"-Alright Seifer, thats enough. I wasn't crying, either."
"Yes, you were."
"Oh? And you know this how?!"
"When you study a person's every move for many years, you know..."
"Seifer..." She moved next to him. "I was crying because..." Fuujin frantically tried to make up a reason, what could she say? She most certainly couldn't say that she was worried whether he really loved her or not. No, that was corny.
"Fuuj? You don't have to make stuff up... Just tell me... I'll listen... And I won't care how...stupid you may think it is, because, to me, anything you say, is intelligent, and means everything to me." 'Where are these words coming from? Why am I talking like this? Love?'
"...Seifer... I'm worried that you don't love me... what if it's just attraction, like with... well... I dunno..."
"Rinoa? That was attraction. And... God, Fuujin, I'm so sorry I put you through that... I love you. You are the first person that I've ever loved. I mean, I'd give my life for you... anything, for you, Fuujin. Trust me, please?" Fuujin hugged Seifer, and smiled.
"Seifer...!" Seifer slipped his arms around Fuujin's slim body, he never wanted to let go, he just wanted to be there with the young sorceress forever. He loved her with all of his heart. They fell back on the bed, and full embrace, neither of them wanted the other to let go, and that's how it stayed throughout the night.
When Raijin walked in the next morning (He had stayed at Zell's house) He was shocked. He walked into the room, to see the two in bed together.
"Ohohoh!" he walked out of the bedroom. That woke both Seifer and Fuujin up.
"Dammit." Seifer said.
"Well, he had to come home sometime..."
"Yeah, ah, well. He had to find out somewhere!"
"Mmhmm." Fuujin sighed as she stood up and pulled her clothes on. She noticed a broken glass on the floor. She had brought it in earlier. It had had water in it... Hmm... She'd clean it up later. Seifer sat and watched her dress, he loved everything about Fuujin. He always had, now he just had the opportunity to love more of her.
"Seifer, are you gonna get up?" Seifer broke out of his daze.
"Um, yeah." Seifer got dressed, and he and Fuujin walked out of the room. Raijin was sitting watching TV.
"I didn't see nothin'!" He said, nervously.
"Raijin..." They sat down on either side of him.
"So, uh, how long has this been going on...?" Fuujin nor Seifer were able to answer that. It was either always, or a few days. "Well...?!"
"Raijin, buddy, I'm not sure I understand the question..." Fuujin cut in, to make things simpler.
"Awhile." Now, awhile could mean a couple of days, or a couple of years, either way, Raijin nodded.
"I ain't moving out, ya know?!"
"We know." Seifer said bluntly. Fuujin chuckled a bit.
"Seifer, you want some coffee?"
"Yeah, that'd be nice."
"Mhm." She walked into the kitchen and put on the coffee. As it heated up, some steam rose into the air and brushed against Fuujin. Fuujin blinked and the glass coffee pot broke.
"Fuujin?!" Seifer and Raijin ran into the kitchen, where Fuujin was standing back, wondering also, as to what the hell was going on.
"Fuujin what happened? You look upset... You dropped it... no big deal."
"No... I'm afraid its a much bigger deal..."
End Chapter 4.