A/N: I'm BAAACCCKKKKK! Hey you know Christmas holidays do wonders for my fic writing. I have never been so bored in my life :) Thanks for the reviews all! Hmm...I don't think I said anything about a Quall...*shrug* whatever I'm the writer, I AM GOD! Lol jk. Read on loyal readers!
~Chapter 6~
Glancing over her shoulder, Seifer frowned at something.
"Hmm...we have a Zell problem." He grabbed Quistis by the arm, dragging her away from the dock and around an old building that looked like a pub. When he got far enough around to make Zell think they had gone into the street, he pulled her inside the decrepit place. He watched through a small window as the martial artist zoomed past the door at top speed and ran down the adjoining road.
Quistis twisted herself out of Seifer's grip and stared up at him defiantly.
"What do you want?"
Seifer hadn't really thought that far ahead, so he thought up a good story.
"I...umm...need your recommendation for...erm...becoming a SeeD. I can't be one without it." Quistis raised an eyebrow.
"Then why were you in such a hurry to avoid Zell?" she smirked. And if a smirk looked sexy on Seifer, it looked a thousand times sexier on Quistis Trepe. Seifer fought hard to keep his jaw off the floor.
"Cuz I...umm...didn't want to turn you in, I just really really need that recommendation. So, umm Quistis if you could just...write something out quick..."
Quistis frowned, but thought she should give him what he wanted to get him off her back. She grabbed a piece of paper out of a phone book sitting on a chair by the entrance. Scribbling a recommendation and signing it with great flourish, she handed it to Seifer.
"There." She turned to walk out of the pub and go home to think of a good excuse for missing work, but Seifer stepped to block her way. Quistis got a strange feeling of deja vu but shook it off.
"Umm...you can't just go, Quisty, I still...I need...I...erm..." Seifer stopped all attempts to try and communicate anything and just decided to do something he wanted to do for once.
Quistis had been watching in amusement as Seifer tried to speak. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see him at a loss for words and she was soaking it up. Her smile melted a moment later though, when Seifer's hand shot up from his side and roughly pulled her toward him. His mouth descended, crushing her own, and in that moment the only thing that existed for Quistis was the heat of his body pressed against her. When he broke away and looked at her, trying to guess at her reaction, she floated down to earth.
Raising her hand, she punched him in the jaw as hard as the bones in her hand would permit, turned on her heel and raced out of the building and all the way to her house.
A bewildered Seifer was left kicking himself in her wake.
***
Zell saw the blonde girl rush out of the abandoned pub but was too tired to follow her after his wild goose chase with Seifer. Panting, he dragged himself a few feet more...he had to get back to the other SeeDs. Suddenly, he saw Seifer emerge from the pub too, with a strange look on his face. He was flushed, and oh Hyne...was that *hurt* Zell saw on Seifer Almasy's face?! He blinked and looked again. It was! Seifer Almasy looking like he just lost his best friend! Zell almost had heart failure right there and then. So the beast did have feelings then, how interesting.
Giving Seifer a few seconds to stick his arrogant face back on properly, Zell strode up to him.
"Yo, Almasy, I don't appreciate the little dropping act. I needed to talk to that girl."
"Not as much as I did, Dincht. Not nearly as much as I did." He snickered softly. "You're so dense Chickenwuss, I bet you don't even realize who that was." When Zell was silent he went on. "That, Chickenwuss, was our dear Quistis working on that dock. And thanks to you, now she's AWOL again." A blatant lie, if it was anyone's fault it was Seifer's. But Zell didn't know that.
Zell looked pained...he couldn't believe it was his fault his angel had run...wait a second...angel?! Where did that thought come from? Past his initial shock from such a thought, past his denial, he knew that for as long as he could remember he had harbored feelings for Quistis Trepe. He refused to call himself a Trepie, considered himself above that. Above meaningless infatuation. Zell's worship held real affection, based not upon a beautiful girl but on a person. He shook his head slowly as if to clear it and turned his hurting gaze back to Seifer.
"What can we do?"
"WE are not doing anything. I am the one doing something about this." As Zell opened his mouth to retaliate, Selphie, Irvine, Squall and Rinoa rounded the corner and came to a screeching halt in front of the two.
"You guys can all go home," said Seifer, "I'll deal with finding Quistis." He said not a word of having actually found her. His tone made him look generous and willing to bear a burden. The tired SeeDs agreed to this quickly, eager to get home. Their beloved Quistis meant little to them, it seemed, in the face of a cup of coffee and a warm bed. Seifer scoffed at how easily they gave up their mission to him. When-not if, *when*-he found Quistis again he would show her that there was someone who could love her past putting in an appearance. Someone who would be there no matter how tired, no matter how much he wanted a good night's sleep. And that someone was him.
"I'm staying too." Zell added, with a glare in Seifer's direction. "He screwed up his last mission, he probably needs someone to hold his hand." The barb hit home, and Seifer was too caught up in silence to respond. The SeeDs just nodded, agreeing to whatever Zell was saying, they were too tired to hear.
When they had gone, Seifer restrained himself from jumping Zell and beating the crap out of him. He just continued his stony silence and walking away. He had seen a place near the dock with a sign notifying the public that the owner of the house was subletting the basement. Living in a place like that, he could always be close to the dock, and Quistis's workplace. He stopped by a payphone and called the number that had been on the sign, agreeing to meet the landlord in front of the place immediately.
Neither Zell nor Seifer said a word on the way over.
After a brief conversation with the landlord, he took them around the back way and asked them to please wait out there while he told the person who lived on the main floor that they were coming. Looking at the garbage cans, Seifer thought how empty they were. The person couldn't have moved in long ago. When he lifted the lid of the can, he confirmed his suspicions in a pleasant way. The only items in the garbage can were a SeeD uniform and a peach battle outfit.
***
"I'll go get the new renters dear, so you know who they are before they just start putting a key in the lock and coming in through the back way," chuckled the landlord. He stepped out of the doorway and let the screen door close behind him as he went to get the two men that were moving in downstairs.
Quistis heard muffled voices outside, and then the screen door flew open. She was prepared to meet the new renters with a bored expression and a few words, but what she saw nearly knocked her off her feet.
Zell Dincht and Seifer Almasy were smiling at her against the backdrop of her new home.
***
Seifer felt a grin split his face when he confirmed the main floor resident of the place he was renting.
"Why hello again, Quince, what a pleasant surprise!"
I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it! Mmm Quistis and Seifer kissed! *squeals in delight* Next Chapter soon!
~Chapter 6~
Glancing over her shoulder, Seifer frowned at something.
"Hmm...we have a Zell problem." He grabbed Quistis by the arm, dragging her away from the dock and around an old building that looked like a pub. When he got far enough around to make Zell think they had gone into the street, he pulled her inside the decrepit place. He watched through a small window as the martial artist zoomed past the door at top speed and ran down the adjoining road.
Quistis twisted herself out of Seifer's grip and stared up at him defiantly.
"What do you want?"
Seifer hadn't really thought that far ahead, so he thought up a good story.
"I...umm...need your recommendation for...erm...becoming a SeeD. I can't be one without it." Quistis raised an eyebrow.
"Then why were you in such a hurry to avoid Zell?" she smirked. And if a smirk looked sexy on Seifer, it looked a thousand times sexier on Quistis Trepe. Seifer fought hard to keep his jaw off the floor.
"Cuz I...umm...didn't want to turn you in, I just really really need that recommendation. So, umm Quistis if you could just...write something out quick..."
Quistis frowned, but thought she should give him what he wanted to get him off her back. She grabbed a piece of paper out of a phone book sitting on a chair by the entrance. Scribbling a recommendation and signing it with great flourish, she handed it to Seifer.
"There." She turned to walk out of the pub and go home to think of a good excuse for missing work, but Seifer stepped to block her way. Quistis got a strange feeling of deja vu but shook it off.
"Umm...you can't just go, Quisty, I still...I need...I...erm..." Seifer stopped all attempts to try and communicate anything and just decided to do something he wanted to do for once.
Quistis had been watching in amusement as Seifer tried to speak. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see him at a loss for words and she was soaking it up. Her smile melted a moment later though, when Seifer's hand shot up from his side and roughly pulled her toward him. His mouth descended, crushing her own, and in that moment the only thing that existed for Quistis was the heat of his body pressed against her. When he broke away and looked at her, trying to guess at her reaction, she floated down to earth.
Raising her hand, she punched him in the jaw as hard as the bones in her hand would permit, turned on her heel and raced out of the building and all the way to her house.
A bewildered Seifer was left kicking himself in her wake.
***
Zell saw the blonde girl rush out of the abandoned pub but was too tired to follow her after his wild goose chase with Seifer. Panting, he dragged himself a few feet more...he had to get back to the other SeeDs. Suddenly, he saw Seifer emerge from the pub too, with a strange look on his face. He was flushed, and oh Hyne...was that *hurt* Zell saw on Seifer Almasy's face?! He blinked and looked again. It was! Seifer Almasy looking like he just lost his best friend! Zell almost had heart failure right there and then. So the beast did have feelings then, how interesting.
Giving Seifer a few seconds to stick his arrogant face back on properly, Zell strode up to him.
"Yo, Almasy, I don't appreciate the little dropping act. I needed to talk to that girl."
"Not as much as I did, Dincht. Not nearly as much as I did." He snickered softly. "You're so dense Chickenwuss, I bet you don't even realize who that was." When Zell was silent he went on. "That, Chickenwuss, was our dear Quistis working on that dock. And thanks to you, now she's AWOL again." A blatant lie, if it was anyone's fault it was Seifer's. But Zell didn't know that.
Zell looked pained...he couldn't believe it was his fault his angel had run...wait a second...angel?! Where did that thought come from? Past his initial shock from such a thought, past his denial, he knew that for as long as he could remember he had harbored feelings for Quistis Trepe. He refused to call himself a Trepie, considered himself above that. Above meaningless infatuation. Zell's worship held real affection, based not upon a beautiful girl but on a person. He shook his head slowly as if to clear it and turned his hurting gaze back to Seifer.
"What can we do?"
"WE are not doing anything. I am the one doing something about this." As Zell opened his mouth to retaliate, Selphie, Irvine, Squall and Rinoa rounded the corner and came to a screeching halt in front of the two.
"You guys can all go home," said Seifer, "I'll deal with finding Quistis." He said not a word of having actually found her. His tone made him look generous and willing to bear a burden. The tired SeeDs agreed to this quickly, eager to get home. Their beloved Quistis meant little to them, it seemed, in the face of a cup of coffee and a warm bed. Seifer scoffed at how easily they gave up their mission to him. When-not if, *when*-he found Quistis again he would show her that there was someone who could love her past putting in an appearance. Someone who would be there no matter how tired, no matter how much he wanted a good night's sleep. And that someone was him.
"I'm staying too." Zell added, with a glare in Seifer's direction. "He screwed up his last mission, he probably needs someone to hold his hand." The barb hit home, and Seifer was too caught up in silence to respond. The SeeDs just nodded, agreeing to whatever Zell was saying, they were too tired to hear.
When they had gone, Seifer restrained himself from jumping Zell and beating the crap out of him. He just continued his stony silence and walking away. He had seen a place near the dock with a sign notifying the public that the owner of the house was subletting the basement. Living in a place like that, he could always be close to the dock, and Quistis's workplace. He stopped by a payphone and called the number that had been on the sign, agreeing to meet the landlord in front of the place immediately.
Neither Zell nor Seifer said a word on the way over.
After a brief conversation with the landlord, he took them around the back way and asked them to please wait out there while he told the person who lived on the main floor that they were coming. Looking at the garbage cans, Seifer thought how empty they were. The person couldn't have moved in long ago. When he lifted the lid of the can, he confirmed his suspicions in a pleasant way. The only items in the garbage can were a SeeD uniform and a peach battle outfit.
***
"I'll go get the new renters dear, so you know who they are before they just start putting a key in the lock and coming in through the back way," chuckled the landlord. He stepped out of the doorway and let the screen door close behind him as he went to get the two men that were moving in downstairs.
Quistis heard muffled voices outside, and then the screen door flew open. She was prepared to meet the new renters with a bored expression and a few words, but what she saw nearly knocked her off her feet.
Zell Dincht and Seifer Almasy were smiling at her against the backdrop of her new home.
***
Seifer felt a grin split his face when he confirmed the main floor resident of the place he was renting.
"Why hello again, Quince, what a pleasant surprise!"
I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it! Mmm Quistis and Seifer kissed! *squeals in delight* Next Chapter soon!
