^Seifer, why do you have to go and make yourself so hard to resist...?^
-New-
~Fujin
No. I don't regret it. Of course not. It. Sex. I mean, I love him... of course I wouldn't regret it. The only problem was... He was acting as if nothing had even happened. Well, he had probably done "it" with so many girls... The only difference was that, with me, he loved me... Or he could just be trying his best to keep me from feeling uncomfortable. I'd like to think that it was the second reason, but, chances are it isn't. But, that's not something I'd enjoy asking him... But, I know, one night, when I'm really tired and out of it, I'll ask him... So, perhaps I'll just ask him now...
"Em... Seifer...?"
"Yeah?" I sat back in the window seat, and looked up at him, and he leaned against the wall.
"C-can I ask you... a rather personal question?" ...Oh... god.
"...Erm, sure, anything." ...Hm.
"H-how... many..." My voice trails off, and for once, I'm at a loss for words.
"How many... what?" Okay, just calm down. You are Fujin Sanada. You just say things... You don't think about them...
"How many girls have you..." I try and find a way to say the word "sex..."
"Fucked?" My god, Seifer! So vulgar... Heheh.
"Y-yeah."
"I dunno, three or four... but I've only made love to one, and that's you." ...I swallowed. Seifer... you are romantic in your own... little way... He knew he had me pressed for words, so he brought me to my feet, and kissed me softly, but passionately.
"Why? Were you worried you were just another girlfriend?" I nod slowly, his face so close to mine.
"No, Fujin, you're special... Your mine..." He kisses me again.
"Seifer..."
"Fujin, lets-" There was a knock at the door. Dammit! Lets what? Keeping talking, Seifer! I frowned when he turned away from me, and opened the door.
"What?!" He asked, seemingly annoyed at the interuption.
"An express letter. Please sign here." Seifer scrawled down his name, and was handed an envelope. He opened it, shutting the door with his foot.
"Fujin Sanada and Seifer Almasy..." He started to read aloud. Our two names... I never heard them... together... before... I like it... "You are invited to the wedding of..." I groaned inwardly, trying already to make up an excuse of why not to go. "Raijin Hefton and Toni Yamada. On Saturday, the 20th of December." He handed it to me, and I set it on the window seat, frowning.
"Are you going to go?" I ask.
"Well, of course. It's Raijin..."
"Oh..."
"You aren't gonna go?"
"I don't do social things like that."
"Fuu... It's Raijin! He was in our posse!"
"But, Seifer... you don't understand. I'm not the kind of person who dresses up and goes to places, and stays out late... and..."
"...Fujin... you don't have to be. Just go to the wedding. For Raijin..."
"Well, maybe... no. I can't."
"Fuu... Just go to the wedding... For me." Why do you have to make things so difficult...? Seifer, why do you have to go and make yourself so hard to resist...?
"...Uh... Fine."
"Oh, good." ...Hah.
"...Okay..."
"Oh yeah, and Fujin you have to wear a dress..." No! No WAY!
"N-no! Are you insane?!"
"Oh come on..."
"Okay, first of all, I don't wear dresses. No. They are just too... stupid-looking. Sure, they look great on Rinoa, but not on me." Rinoa... I hadn't brought her up with Seifer in while... He dated her... She left him. I hated her.
"Oh, you don't know that... You never wear them, that's all... And doesn't have to be anything fancy, it's just that there's a reception after..."
"...I'll think about it, alright?"
"Okay."
~~~
For the rest of the day, everything was normal, and I slept in my own bed... Erm, I went to work the next day, and at the end of the day, another waitress, Selphie Tilmitt approached me. Now, Selphie is too happy to be someone I'd like to be around, but she's nice to me... I just back off from everyone else.
"Heey!"
"GREETINGS."
"You're getting off early!"
"YES. MUST BUY... CLOTHES FOR..."
"Rajin's wedding?!" She knows? How?
"HOW KNOW?!"
"...Rinoa told me."
"WHAT?! HOW SHE KNOW!?"
"Well, you know... That Toni girl... is her cousin."
"WHAT?! NO. IMPOSSIBLE."
"Yeup! Its true!"
"...Hmm..."
"Heey, Fujin, do ya want me to take you shopping?"
"NEGATIVE. WILL BE FINE."
"Oh come on!"
"N-no..."
"...Please?"
"...SELPHIE..."
"Come on! We'll go to Deling, and I'll getcha back home by one AM!"
"BUT-"
~~~
We arrived in Deling, and Selphie seemed to be quite at home there. I stood there, with my arms crossed as she browsed dresses.
"How about this one?!"
"NO!"
"Okay, this one?"
"...WHAT?! NOT SERIOUS...!"
"Okay... Okay... come over here." I walked over to her, and she grabbed a short, dark blue dress with thin straps.
"Selphie..."
"Just try it on! We'll put it back if it doesn't look good."
"...FINE." I walked into the dressing room, and pulled on the dress. It complemented my figure... Whatever figure it is that I have... but, it also cut down rather low, and was short.
"How's it look!?" Asked her bubbly voice.
"...DON'T LIKE."
"Lemme see! Lemme see...!" I opened the door, sighing, and frowning.
"Heey! It looks great!"
"MAKE LOOK... LIKE... SLUT!"
"...Does not!"
"..."
"All of the dresses here work like that. Just buy it, okay?! We need to get you shoes..." I knew then, that it would be a long night. She ended up getting me to buy make-up, mostly to cover the scar on my eye... I guess eyepatches don't work well with dresses.
~~~
I finally got home, and tossed the bag in my closet, and got dressed in pajamas, and not even waiting up for Seifer, went to bed.
-New-
~Fujin
No. I don't regret it. Of course not. It. Sex. I mean, I love him... of course I wouldn't regret it. The only problem was... He was acting as if nothing had even happened. Well, he had probably done "it" with so many girls... The only difference was that, with me, he loved me... Or he could just be trying his best to keep me from feeling uncomfortable. I'd like to think that it was the second reason, but, chances are it isn't. But, that's not something I'd enjoy asking him... But, I know, one night, when I'm really tired and out of it, I'll ask him... So, perhaps I'll just ask him now...
"Em... Seifer...?"
"Yeah?" I sat back in the window seat, and looked up at him, and he leaned against the wall.
"C-can I ask you... a rather personal question?" ...Oh... god.
"...Erm, sure, anything." ...Hm.
"H-how... many..." My voice trails off, and for once, I'm at a loss for words.
"How many... what?" Okay, just calm down. You are Fujin Sanada. You just say things... You don't think about them...
"How many girls have you..." I try and find a way to say the word "sex..."
"Fucked?" My god, Seifer! So vulgar... Heheh.
"Y-yeah."
"I dunno, three or four... but I've only made love to one, and that's you." ...I swallowed. Seifer... you are romantic in your own... little way... He knew he had me pressed for words, so he brought me to my feet, and kissed me softly, but passionately.
"Why? Were you worried you were just another girlfriend?" I nod slowly, his face so close to mine.
"No, Fujin, you're special... Your mine..." He kisses me again.
"Seifer..."
"Fujin, lets-" There was a knock at the door. Dammit! Lets what? Keeping talking, Seifer! I frowned when he turned away from me, and opened the door.
"What?!" He asked, seemingly annoyed at the interuption.
"An express letter. Please sign here." Seifer scrawled down his name, and was handed an envelope. He opened it, shutting the door with his foot.
"Fujin Sanada and Seifer Almasy..." He started to read aloud. Our two names... I never heard them... together... before... I like it... "You are invited to the wedding of..." I groaned inwardly, trying already to make up an excuse of why not to go. "Raijin Hefton and Toni Yamada. On Saturday, the 20th of December." He handed it to me, and I set it on the window seat, frowning.
"Are you going to go?" I ask.
"Well, of course. It's Raijin..."
"Oh..."
"You aren't gonna go?"
"I don't do social things like that."
"Fuu... It's Raijin! He was in our posse!"
"But, Seifer... you don't understand. I'm not the kind of person who dresses up and goes to places, and stays out late... and..."
"...Fujin... you don't have to be. Just go to the wedding. For Raijin..."
"Well, maybe... no. I can't."
"Fuu... Just go to the wedding... For me." Why do you have to make things so difficult...? Seifer, why do you have to go and make yourself so hard to resist...?
"...Uh... Fine."
"Oh, good." ...Hah.
"...Okay..."
"Oh yeah, and Fujin you have to wear a dress..." No! No WAY!
"N-no! Are you insane?!"
"Oh come on..."
"Okay, first of all, I don't wear dresses. No. They are just too... stupid-looking. Sure, they look great on Rinoa, but not on me." Rinoa... I hadn't brought her up with Seifer in while... He dated her... She left him. I hated her.
"Oh, you don't know that... You never wear them, that's all... And doesn't have to be anything fancy, it's just that there's a reception after..."
"...I'll think about it, alright?"
"Okay."
~~~
For the rest of the day, everything was normal, and I slept in my own bed... Erm, I went to work the next day, and at the end of the day, another waitress, Selphie Tilmitt approached me. Now, Selphie is too happy to be someone I'd like to be around, but she's nice to me... I just back off from everyone else.
"Heey!"
"GREETINGS."
"You're getting off early!"
"YES. MUST BUY... CLOTHES FOR..."
"Rajin's wedding?!" She knows? How?
"HOW KNOW?!"
"...Rinoa told me."
"WHAT?! HOW SHE KNOW!?"
"Well, you know... That Toni girl... is her cousin."
"WHAT?! NO. IMPOSSIBLE."
"Yeup! Its true!"
"...Hmm..."
"Heey, Fujin, do ya want me to take you shopping?"
"NEGATIVE. WILL BE FINE."
"Oh come on!"
"N-no..."
"...Please?"
"...SELPHIE..."
"Come on! We'll go to Deling, and I'll getcha back home by one AM!"
"BUT-"
~~~
We arrived in Deling, and Selphie seemed to be quite at home there. I stood there, with my arms crossed as she browsed dresses.
"How about this one?!"
"NO!"
"Okay, this one?"
"...WHAT?! NOT SERIOUS...!"
"Okay... Okay... come over here." I walked over to her, and she grabbed a short, dark blue dress with thin straps.
"Selphie..."
"Just try it on! We'll put it back if it doesn't look good."
"...FINE." I walked into the dressing room, and pulled on the dress. It complemented my figure... Whatever figure it is that I have... but, it also cut down rather low, and was short.
"How's it look!?" Asked her bubbly voice.
"...DON'T LIKE."
"Lemme see! Lemme see...!" I opened the door, sighing, and frowning.
"Heey! It looks great!"
"MAKE LOOK... LIKE... SLUT!"
"...Does not!"
"..."
"All of the dresses here work like that. Just buy it, okay?! We need to get you shoes..." I knew then, that it would be a long night. She ended up getting me to buy make-up, mostly to cover the scar on my eye... I guess eyepatches don't work well with dresses.
~~~
I finally got home, and tossed the bag in my closet, and got dressed in pajamas, and not even waiting up for Seifer, went to bed.