Notes: I don't own Final Fantasy 8, Square Soft does. This work is purely fictional, so please don't sue. I like using more unusual couples, so that is why I'm using the couple that is coming up in this story. This is one of my "necessaries" which means, it should probably be read before reading any of my future stories, or you'll be lost. The coupling in this story is Zuistis. You heard me right. Zuistis, as in, Zell+Quistis.
The Tattoo
By: CyanBlues
"C'mon, Quisty!" giggled Selphie after splashing to waist-high water, "The water's fine!" Selphie, Rinoa, Irvine, Squall, Seifer, Ellone, Zell, and Quistis were at the only beach in Balamb, wanting to swim and get out of the summer heat.
Everyone, but Quistis, had already splashed into the water, enjoying the cool water wash away the sweat from the sun. Quistis, at the thought of letting the others see her in a bathing suit, blushed.
"No...we should be training for our next mission," said Quistis, trying to take charge as only she can. She failed. They groaned and returned to enjoying the water. Quistis sighed, then turned, but not before shooting them a wistful look.
She walked away to a nearby log and sat down, back facing her long-time friends. She closed her eyes and bowed her head. "What'sa matter?" Inquired a voice.
She gasped and fell off of the log in surprise. She turned her head and saw Zell smiling down at her. She looked him over then blushed.
Zell was no longer the short young man with muscle over muscle. He had hit a major growth spurt and was now the tallest of the whole "gang". He still had all his muscle, but was a bit willowy now, which increased his already fast speed.
He grinned and smiled down at her, his Mohawk (which, surprisingly, was natural) had for one of the first times, fallen out of the usual style. It couldn't have been much longer than Squalls hair, but it almost seemed alien next to Zell's face.
"C'mon Quisty, tell me what bothering you," he said, face showing concern. "I-it's nothing," she stuttered, failing to cover up her nervousness.
He gave her a look. "Suuuuuuure, and I don't have a tattoo on my face. It is SO obvious that something's the matter." Quistis looked up at him.
Quistis's ice blue eyes met his cornflower blue eyes. She wanted to trust him. "Will you promise not to tell anyone?" she asked, sounding almost like a small child. He smiled in a mellow way, "Of course,"
"Come with me," she said starting to the main road. Zell walked to the beach, put his shirt on over his wet wife beater, then jogged to Quistis, catching up to her in no time.
They walked towards the garden, and into the hall with the dorms in it. Zell followed Quistis into her dorm room. "Go ahead and take a seat," she said walking to the closet.
She entered the cramped place and closed the door. When she came out she was wearing a halter top. She turned around and untied the string.
Zell gasped at what he saw. There was an angry, black tattoo along her back. It went along her spine, and seemed to spread out like branches on her shoulder blades.
"When did you get this?" he asked, shock on his face. Quistis tied the strings, and faced him again. "I've had it since before Matron found me and took me in," she whispered.
"That is freaky," he muttered. Having heard him Quistis exclaimed in anger, "It's not my fault I have it!" Zell stood up and looked down at her, "It's not that," he said.
He pulled his tee shirt over his head then did the same with his wife beater. Quistis blushed, seeing his strong chest for the first time. He turned around and Quistis gasped.
He had the exact same tattoo.
Hehehehe....that's all for now. I'm going to continue writing this, no matter what people say, but that doesn't mean that I don't want people to review (hint, hint). I do hope that people who like Zuitis's enjoy this story. Flame if you want, but if you actually tell ways to maybe improve, that would be way more useful that telling me that I don't deserve to live because I like this coupling. :P Who knows, maybe I'll write a story with a coupling that you DO like...
The Tattoo
By: CyanBlues
"C'mon, Quisty!" giggled Selphie after splashing to waist-high water, "The water's fine!" Selphie, Rinoa, Irvine, Squall, Seifer, Ellone, Zell, and Quistis were at the only beach in Balamb, wanting to swim and get out of the summer heat.
Everyone, but Quistis, had already splashed into the water, enjoying the cool water wash away the sweat from the sun. Quistis, at the thought of letting the others see her in a bathing suit, blushed.
"No...we should be training for our next mission," said Quistis, trying to take charge as only she can. She failed. They groaned and returned to enjoying the water. Quistis sighed, then turned, but not before shooting them a wistful look.
She walked away to a nearby log and sat down, back facing her long-time friends. She closed her eyes and bowed her head. "What'sa matter?" Inquired a voice.
She gasped and fell off of the log in surprise. She turned her head and saw Zell smiling down at her. She looked him over then blushed.
Zell was no longer the short young man with muscle over muscle. He had hit a major growth spurt and was now the tallest of the whole "gang". He still had all his muscle, but was a bit willowy now, which increased his already fast speed.
He grinned and smiled down at her, his Mohawk (which, surprisingly, was natural) had for one of the first times, fallen out of the usual style. It couldn't have been much longer than Squalls hair, but it almost seemed alien next to Zell's face.
"C'mon Quisty, tell me what bothering you," he said, face showing concern. "I-it's nothing," she stuttered, failing to cover up her nervousness.
He gave her a look. "Suuuuuuure, and I don't have a tattoo on my face. It is SO obvious that something's the matter." Quistis looked up at him.
Quistis's ice blue eyes met his cornflower blue eyes. She wanted to trust him. "Will you promise not to tell anyone?" she asked, sounding almost like a small child. He smiled in a mellow way, "Of course,"
"Come with me," she said starting to the main road. Zell walked to the beach, put his shirt on over his wet wife beater, then jogged to Quistis, catching up to her in no time.
They walked towards the garden, and into the hall with the dorms in it. Zell followed Quistis into her dorm room. "Go ahead and take a seat," she said walking to the closet.
She entered the cramped place and closed the door. When she came out she was wearing a halter top. She turned around and untied the string.
Zell gasped at what he saw. There was an angry, black tattoo along her back. It went along her spine, and seemed to spread out like branches on her shoulder blades.
"When did you get this?" he asked, shock on his face. Quistis tied the strings, and faced him again. "I've had it since before Matron found me and took me in," she whispered.
"That is freaky," he muttered. Having heard him Quistis exclaimed in anger, "It's not my fault I have it!" Zell stood up and looked down at her, "It's not that," he said.
He pulled his tee shirt over his head then did the same with his wife beater. Quistis blushed, seeing his strong chest for the first time. He turned around and Quistis gasped.
He had the exact same tattoo.
Hehehehe....that's all for now. I'm going to continue writing this, no matter what people say, but that doesn't mean that I don't want people to review (hint, hint). I do hope that people who like Zuitis's enjoy this story. Flame if you want, but if you actually tell ways to maybe improve, that would be way more useful that telling me that I don't deserve to live because I like this coupling. :P Who knows, maybe I'll write a story with a coupling that you DO like...