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Seifer's Time Manipulation (Mis-)Adventure
Chapter 3: The night Quistis got drunk.
As Seifer walked out towards the hall where they were going to hold the Instructor's wedding, Seifer thought hard as to where or more specifically which part in during the past few events could he go back to and win the bet.
Seifer walked slowly, thinking over the past month carefully. The past month seemed to be a generally good month for Quistis. Even though Instructor Alan was away on duty, she seemed to be happy. She hung out with those goody-goodies she called friends more often. She had gleefully failed him in the last test, giving him an academic probation. Seifer hated her especially for the academic probation. They had taken away his gunblade, and required him to sign it out first and sign it in at a certain time. Fucking her nice and tight would be sweet for taking the Hyperion away from him.
Now the only time that made Quistis absolutely miserable was the death of that little boy. He didn't know the details but he knew that Quistis was there, she had witnessed the event and had blamed herself for it. Well, he couldn't do much about that though. And the other time was when he found Quistis completely drunk at the bar. Yeah, she had gotten into a fight of some sort with her boyfriend and she was drinking her sorrows away. Few days after that, they had gotten engaged.
A nasty smile grew on Seifer's face. That was the perfect time; he knew that he could get her to sleep with him that night. Seifer chuckled to himself as he gaily walked into the hall. Revenge would be absolutely sweet, as he pressed the double arrow button on the remote.
***
Seifer found himself in a smoky bar with loud disco music. My kind of place, he thought feeling satisfied. That was where he found Instructor Quistis drinking and crying at the same time. The bartender seemed to take no heed of the beautiful young woman who seemed to be crying her heart out. He had probably seen his share of distraught young women in his days.
Seifer sauntered up to Quistis, allowing his grey trench coat to flow behind him. He then proceeded to put on his most charming look he had. He had to look like a hero tonight, an angel who was there to rescue the fair maiden.
"Dear, dear instructor, are you alright?" he began.
Quistis turned around, expecting someone that she knew. Her gaze hardened when it turned out to be Seifer.
"What do you want Seifer?" she snapped.
"Instructor, no need to be so harsh," he began smoothly. He sat down beside her and signalled to the bartender. "I'll have whatever this lovely lady is having." The bartender looked at Seifer as though he was mad. "You do not want to have what she's having," the bartender said seriously.
Seifer semi-insulted that the bartender said that snapped "Hey, old man. You don't know what I'm capable. Just bring me the damned drink."
Quistis' glare grew even colder. "What do you want Seifer?"
Seifer pretended to look hurt. "Why instructor? How could you say that of me? I'm not as cold-hearted as everyone thinks."
Quistis narrowed her eyes before taking a long drink. "I'm sorry. You're right. You're colder."
The bitch! Thought Seifer. But Seifer simply sighed. "Why are you here, Instructor Trepe? If it were me, I would understand. But you?"
Quistis was about to snap at Seifer when he put his finger to her lips. "Quistis, if you don't mind me calling you so, you have everything. You have the world, your friends and you were a hero. Why are you here?"
Seifer sighed dramatically, trying very hard not to laugh. "I know why I'm here, Quistis. It's because I don't have everything you have. You have the beauty, the love of your friends and Instructor Alan. All I have…well, all I have is myself really."
Quistis snorted in a very unlady like manner. "And it amazes me how you couldn't seem to repent or feel any sort of remorse over the things you've done."
If only I had the Hyperion, he sighed mentally. "You don't think I'm repenting? You don't think I'm sorry? All these times, I've had nightmares of what I've done. To the people of the world, to the people in Balamb garden, to Cid and Matron and…especially to you."
Seifer looked at Quistis with puppy dog eyes and pinched himself hard enough to make the tears well up in his eyes. Seifer looked away as though to hide his tears and took out a cigarette and lit it up.
"It's hard to be me, Quistis. I have to endure the stares of people," he said softly. He offered his cigarettes to Quistis which she declined.
"Seifer." Amidst her drunken state, Seifer knew that she must have found within her cold heart to sympathize with him. Well, at least with his acting. "I've been harsh on you," her hard stare softening. "Please continue."
Grinning evilly within, Seifer continued on with his sob story.
***
Both of them had drunk so much that they both seemed out of control. Especially Quistis. Quistis had been laughing and crying uncontrollably at the same time over the stories both of them shared. But Seifer knew that he was still in control. Things were going as planned. This was going to be absolutely wonderful, he was going to be a thousand gil richer and he was going to get his revenge on Instructor Trepe for failing him.
"Here we are." Seifer said slowly to Quistis in front of his room.
"Here we are…" Quistis giggled.
"You're beautiful," Seifer said. Quistis giggled and put her hand on his chest in a flirtatious manner. "Oh, Seifer!"
Seifer leaned down to kiss Quistis. Quistis in her drunken stupor responded and kissed back. Things were going just as plan.
"Quistis…"he said breathily.
"I underestimated you Seifer," Quistis said gently.
"Yes?"
"You're an unbelievably childish idiot with a heart colder than ice. To think that there was a point in time of my life that I might have believed that you could have changed. That you might have felt remorse for the things you've done and regret. You're nothing but a coward who hides behind the Matron's apron. You're evil for taking advantage of her. You are beneath me Seifer."
SLAP.