Quistis felt her face turn hot. She tried to stop it from growing redder but she couldn't.

"Whats this doing in here, miss Quistis?" Seifer asked.

"I, uh... When you.. uh, came back they were gonna throw it out... so I took it... you know... so... um..." Quistis muttered. Her face had cooled down, and she was calmer. "For a memory. I figured I'd never see you again, and I grew up with you, so, ya, I mean, you know." She looked up, trying to get some sort of reaction out of him, but couldn't, so she just grabbed the trenchcoat away from him, and tossed it hapharzardly in the closet.

"Hey, that's mine, you know!"

"As does everyone else, thats why its staying here."

"Hey, I hear it gets real cold in Esthar around winter..."

"Fine, I'll take a jacket." She muttered and grabbed her leather jacket back out of the closet.

"No, I was refering to me." He said, pointing to is bare arms.

"Well, what the hell do you want me to do, Seifer?"

"I dunno. My trenchcoat would be nice..."

"...If you want to get caught..."

"Give it to me." She tossed it at him. Seifer prepared to tear the Hyperion crosses off, but Quistis stopped him.

"Everyone will be able to tell what was here, if you do it that way." She took the trenchcoat and brought it into the kitchen, where she carefully cut the crosses off. "Hmm, well that was easy, obviously these weren't sewn on by a pro, but whoever it was did a nice job." She said as she handed the clean, regular grey trechcoat back to him.

"Fujin did it for me..." He said, scratching behind his neck.

"Oh... right." She hated Fujin. Fujin always tried to keep Seifer to herself, even when she betrayed him in the end, along with Raijin, by pleading not guilty and going back to Balamb GARDEN. Hyne, they annoyed Quistis so much.

"Quistis...?"

"Yeah?" Quistis asked, slipping on her jacket. She turned, and seen Seifer wearing his trenchcoat... She remembered him so well now... Seifer... Her eyes burned, and then watered, for no reason. She didn't understand. She placed her finger under her right eye, just to make sure it didn't look like she was crying... But she wasn't crying, right? ...

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"Everything."

"Yeah, its no problem." She walked out the door, and Seifer followed. They arrived and were seated on the train, after verification tests on Quistis. They sat, and the train was empty except for an elderly lady who was sleeping for it was very early. A very attractive attendant came up to Seifer, and asked him a question.

"I'm sorry for any inconvienace. I didn't catch your name, we need it for the record... you know, procedure."

"Oh, don't worry, no inconvience" Seifer said sweetly. His flirting made Quistis' blood boil. "My name is Jon Suzuki." Quistis just stared at Seifer. 'Jon Suzuki...? What the hell?"

"Oh, alright."

"My pleasure." Seifer said with a smile. The attendant smiled flirtatiously.

"Thanks, by the way, my name is Julie."

"Alright, see you, Julie." She smiled and walked away.

"Seifer! You are supposed to be a married man!"

"Yeah, so? Whats wrong?"

"You were flirting with her."

"So? What do you care?" He asked. Quistis scowled at him, and the train ride continued. She must've fallen asleep, because she had a weird dream. It was the same reoccuring dream as usual... except one thing changed; In the dream, Quistis started crying when Seifer was sent to prison.

Her blue eyes shot open and she looked around. She wiped a stray tear or two away from her eyes, and realized she had fallen asleep on Seifer's shoulder. Quistis looked up at him. He was staring far away, obviously in deep thought. She lifted her head off of his shoulder slowly and sat up.

"Are you okay? Were you crying?"

"Sorry, I just... had a bad dream." She muttered, glad the only other passenger was still sleeping.

"What was it about?" He asked, concerned. Quistis ignored this question.

"How long was I asleep...?"

"An hour..."

"Oh... You should've woken me up."

"Oh, yeah right, the only time you look peaceful is when you sleep, other times, its like-"

"Same could be said about you, Seifer." Quistis interupted. Seifer remained quiet, and it stayed like that for awhile. Quistis looked up at Seifer, who seemed to still be in deep thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"Its nothing." The train came to a halt.

"We aren't in Esthar yet..."

"YEAH BABY! Hah! I'm going ta Esthar..." That was it. The one and only voice of Zell Dincht.

"Seifer... Thats Zell. He'll recognize you for sure."

"Go have a seat next to the married couple." Said Julie, the attendant.

"As if things couldn't get fucking worse." Muttered Seifer.

"Quick, Seifer! Go... into the bathroom."

"Right." Seifer ran into the bathroom, just as Zell walked in.

"Quisty?! Quistis! Yo, whats up?"

"Hello, Zell. Long time no see."

"Yeah!" Julie walked in.

"Sir, the train is going to move. Sit down next to those two... Oh, miss, where is your husband...?"

"Bathroom..."

"HUSBAND?!" Zell said the second Julie left.

"Yeah..." 'Dammit! I have myself in a fix... damn!' She thought.

"Who is it?"

"Uh.. his name is Jon."

"Wow. Where is he?"

"Bathroom..."

"Cool! When's he coming out?!"

"I DON'T know..."

"Oh, yeah, heh heh." A half hour passed of "what have you been doings" and the likes when Zell finally said.

"He's been in there for nearly an hour! Where is he?!"

"He's, uh, having problems... He ate some bad fish yesterday."

"Oh! Hah." The rest of the ride was silent, and they finally got to Esthar.

"How long are you staying here, Zell?"

"Three days."

"Oh, I see. Well, nice seeing you!"

"Great, nice seeing you too. You staying at the hotel, Quisty?!"

"Yes."

"Maybe I'll stop by!"

"Okay, see you then." 'Dammit.' Quistis thought as her headache got worse and worse. She walked towards the bathroom. She knocked.

"Seifer?"

"What?!"

"You can come out now..."

"Damned Chicken-wuss." The two exited the train and walked to the hotel and rented a room with the rest of Quistis' gil. They could only afford one room. 200gil.

When they got there, Quistis crossed her arms and made an announcement. "Seifer, Zell thinks I am married to some guy name Jon. Now, I know you don't give a shit... but he's gonna tell-" Seifer grabbed Quistis by the arm and drew her close to him. He kissed her passionately on the lips, and was unable to control himself. He couldn't help himself. He kissed her harder, and to his surprise she kissed back. Thoughts rushed through both of their mind, and Quistis was so confused. She didn't know what she was doing, or why she was doing it, but she liked it... It made her feel light. Her headache was torn away. Suddenly nothing else mattered but the man who stood before her, holding her, and every single emotion that for the the last four years that had made her go down to the bar every night/morning was lifted away. Even if it was just for that moment, Quistis finally knew what she was feeling.

"Seifer..."

"You're so cute when you're upset..." He whispered. She smiled slightly. There was a knock at the door. "Who the hell ruined my moment!?" Seifer asked.

"Yo, Quistis!! Its me."

"Zell."

"Hyne damned Chicken-wuss."

"Seifer... Er, get in the bathroom."

"Again? Damn..."

"Come in, Zell."

"Where is he?!"

"Who?"

"Your husband, of course."

"He, um, went to the store to pick up some things I needed."

"Oh, cool!"

"Yeah."

"Are you two gonna have kids?" It seemed Seifer, from the bathroom, couldn't contain his laughter at Zell's last comment. The two heard a faint chuckle from the bathroom. Quistis pretended not to hear it. "What was that?"

"What was what?"

"Laughing, I heard laughing."

"Oh, the TV is on."

"It is? It looks off..."

"Is it... well, its not working, only the sound works."

"Oh, let me see if I can fix it..."

"Thats okay, Sei... I mean, Jon and me don't watch too much TV."

"Oh... You must be focused on other things." Quistis nodded slightly.

"Like kids." Zell finished.

"N, no! I think we are gonna... stay kidless for a while, after all,I'm only twenty-two."

"Yeah, man. Oh, hey, can I use your bathroom?"

"What for?" Asked a very nervous Quistis.

"...To, uh, relieve myself..."

"Oh, right! Well, the toliet, it doesn't work."

"Well, maybe I could fix it."

"N, no! That's alright."

"Okay, well, I havta go then. Come over and use mine whenever you need it... Oh, and not be rude, but since Jon ate the bad fish, tell him... to go somewhere else, I've got a really weak stomach." Zell said, heading for the door. Quistis scrunched up her nose.

"Oh, okay, Zell. Thanks." Zell left, and Seifer heard the door shut.

"Hyne damned chicken-wuss." Seifer stepped out of the bathroom. Quistis glanced at Seifer, and then at her watch. It was around 5pm.

"That was a really long train ride... Wow." Quistis said, trying to avoid the subject of what had happened before Zell had come in.

"Quistis...?" Seifer asked, approaching her. Honestly, Quistis was more scared then she had ever been before. Her heart was pounding, and she wondered if he could hear it. The only sound Quistis could hear was the sound of her heart pounding, and that was nearly deafening. She finally gathered the strength to blurt out a calm "Yes?"

"Why are you helping me? Why did you waste your money on a train ticket for me, someone who betrayed you, and your closest friends, why did you accompany me, to be sure I wasn't caught...?" The next question would be the hardest to answer. "Why did you kiss me back?" Actually, Quistis found that the answer she would give, could answer them all... The hardest part was saying it... Quistis swallowed, hard, and stepped back, being sure that she meant what she wanted to say. Seifer stared at her, through those intense, green eyes, waiting for an answer.

"Because... I love you, Seifer."

End Chapter 2.