Author's Notes: I don't really like how I wrote this chapter but I couldn't think of anything else so I just stuck with this! Hope it's okay! Oh, yeah, watch out for trashy sap.

PART 11 Undeserving

"What the--" Seifer said when someone bumped into him. He stopped when he laid eyes on the person.

"I'm so sorry~!" the pretty blonde lady gasped. "I'm so clumsy~!"

"Uh...yeah, whatever," Seifer replied.

"Tee hee~" the bubbly girl giggled. "My, you're cute~! My name's Glycine~! And you are...?"

"I'm leaving," Seifer retorted as he started to walk away.

Glycine grabbed his arm. "Ooh~! Not so fast~! Tell me your name~!"

"Seifer. Now would you please let me go?!"

"Seifer, what a nice name~! Would you like to go out with me~??? I don't know this place and I'm afraid to get lost~!"

"Look here, lady," Seifer began disgruntedly. "I don't know what you're up to but I do know that if you don't let go, I'm gonna have to take some drastic action and you aren't gonna like it!"

"Please, please, pleeease help poor helpless me~!"

"Let go!!!" Seifer shook his arm to get her off but she wouldn't let go. "If you don't let go right now, I swear I'm gonna--" He spotted a familiar face, walking down the hall. "I gotta go, my fiancée's waiting for me."

Out of shock, Glycine let go of his arm. Seifer ran away as quickly as possible.

"I-If you ever break up, see me~!!!" Glycine called out, still trying to regain her composure. "Let's have dinner~!!!"

"Quistis! Wait up!" Seifer said as he approached his "fiancée".

"Seifer?" Quistis stopped walking and turned around to face him.

"Where have you been?!" Seifer demanded. "I haven't seen you in days!"

"I've been...making...preparations..." Quistis replied. "But what do you care, anyway?"

"Quistis, who is this?" a fine looking young man implored as he snaked an arm around Quistis' slender waist.

"Uh...well," Quistis began. "Well, dear, this is Seifer Almasy. He was a student of mine."

"And who are you?" Seifer asked, eyeing the man's arm around his "fiancée"'s waist.

"Seifer," Quistis said. "This is Laurent Sechkies."

"Her fiancé," Laurent added with a proud grin on his face which made Seifer want to kill him.

In fact, Seifer would have strangled him right there and then if he wasn't so caught up by surprise.

Seifer turned to Quistis with a puzzled look. "What is he talking about?! I'm your--"

Quistis clamped her hand down on Seifer's mouth. "Er...Sweetie," Quistis told Laurent. "Let me have a few moments with Seifer, all right?"

Laurent ran a hand through his neat, jet-black hair and nodded. "Okay, Honey, meet me outside."

Quistis took her hand away from Seifer's mouth once they were in a secluded spot.

"What the fuck!" Seifer exclaimed. "I'm supposed to be your fiancé!!! Not some perfect blue-eyed, black-haired fucking bastard!"

"He's my fiancé now, Seifer," Quistis retorted nonchalantly. "And he's the real deal."

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Well, I'm sorry, but I didn't have time! I was busy preparing for the wedding."

"When is this wedding?"

"Next month."

"NEXT MONTH?! Do you even know the guy?!"

"Of course I know him, I'm marrying him, aren't I? Besides, why are you making such a big deal out of this, anyway?"

"Who wouldn't?"

"..."

"Why are you marrying this guy? I thought you had a thing for Puberty Boy."

Quistis blushed. "H-How did you know that?"

Seifer was about to tell her how he knew but decided against it. He couldn't tell her about how she bawled about Squall that night she got drunk and went to his room. Sure, he could use that to get revenge on her for not telling him about her so-called husband-to-be but he just couldn't do it. She was right; it really wasn't his business. It wasn't like Quistis was his.

"Isn't it obvious?" he asked. "Like it takes a genius to figure that out."

"Well..." Quistis paused. "People change, Seifer."

"You couldn't think of any excuse better than that now, could you?" Seifer mumbled sardonically. "I'm not as dumb as I look, dear Instructor. You couldn't have grown so in love with this guy to marry him. Tell me the real reason."

"Look, this is none of your business. You know what's going on so you may keep out of my life now."

"The only reason I care is because I don't want your kid having a rotten dad."

"Seifer, there's nothing to worry about! It's my baby, remember? I know exactly what I'm doing and I can assure you that Laurent will be a very good father!" She sighed and grumbled, "better than you, at least..."

Seifer turned his back to her. "Ugh. Whatever. I don't need this shit. Hope you have a good life."

And with that, he walked away.

~*~*~*~

"Hey, give me another one," Seifer ordered, placing his empty glass on the counter.

"Right away," the bartender replied. He refilled the glass and handed it back to Seifer.

Seifer lifted the glass to his lips but then set it back down when he looked out the window. An expensive looking black car parked in front of the bridal shop across the street. Quistis, Laurent, Selphie, Rinoa and a small blonde girl came out.

'Well, well, well...' He took a sip of beer.

Laurent told Quistis something, gave her a peck on the cheek and stayed outside while the others went into the bridal shop.

'What the fuck?!' Seifer thought as Glycine got out of the car and Laurent wrapped and arm around her. Laurent brought her close and they met in a passionate lip-lock. They then went into the shop.

'That son of a bitch...' Seifer cussed in his head. 'I won't let that bastard do this to Quistis!' He paid for his drinks and left the bar in the direction of the bridal shop.

When Seifer got there, he saw Selphie running around the place.

"Oh, Hyne! Hyne, Hyne, Hyne! Where'd I put Quistis' shoes???!!!" Selphie stopped when she saw the tall blonde standing by the doorway. "What the heck are you doing here???"

"I need to see Quistis," Seifer replied. "NOW."

The green-eyed brunette crossed her arms. "I'm sorry but Quistis is upstairs busy dressing."

"I have to talk to her right now!" Seifer urged.

"Seifer, Quistis is--"

"If Seifer really needs to see her then we should let him see her," Rinoa cut in. "It's the second door from the stairs, Seifer."

"Thanks," Seifer grunted as he headed upstairs. He went towards the room Rinoa described and slowly opened the door. He found her on a stand, her back turned to him and she was dressed in a wedding gown.

"Do you really think I look good in this?" Quistis asked, oblivious to his presence.

'You look beautiful,' Seifer thought unconsciously, licking his lips. For a moment, he imagined it was their wedding and that she was wearing that dress for him.

She turned around and gasped. "I thought you were someone else! What are you doing here?"

"I have to talk to you about something," Seifer replied solemnly.

"What about?" Quistis asked as she got off the stand and approached him.

He looked away in fear of doing something he would regret. 'Hyne! Don't stand so near!'

"What is it you wanted to talk about?" Quistis repeated.

He forced himself to look at her. "Quistis..." He sighed. 'Damn it...' He closed the door behind him and slowly backed the confused blonde to a corner. He could see Quistis' face turn a lovely shade of red as she looked into his eyes.

"Why do you want to marry that guy?" Seifer asked.

Quistis wanted to move away from him but her body would not cooperate with her. "B-Because...I love him..."

"You're lying," Seifer accused. "Tell me the real reason why."

"Because I...have to..." His emerald orbs were hypnotizing and she couldn't find it in herself to lie to him anymore. "I HAVE to, okay? And the only way I can get out of marrying him is to marry someone else before the wedding but I can't do that! So the only thing I can do is marry him!"

"So you don't wanna marry him?"

Quistis lowered her head. "Of course not..."

With a gloved hand, Seifer traced her lips and leaned down to gently nuzzle her neck. He could hear her breathing rapidly increase.

"Are you happy now?" she asked in a shaky voice. "I told you the truth already so are you happy now?"

"Are you?"

"I don't know... If I don't get married soon, I'm afraid they'll hurt my mother and my little sister so..."

"So marry me."

Seifer pushed her further into the corner.

"I'll make sure that nothing happens to any of you," Seifer whispered. "I don't care what it takes. As long as you're happy."

"Seifer, stop..." Quistis begged. "This isn't funny."

"Good because this isn't a joke." Seifer removed his fingers from her lips and moved his hand down the side of her lacy bodice. "It's weird, y'know, I've never felt this way before... It makes me happy. I don't think I've ever been really happy before. This makes me feel happier than when I was with Rinoa. I never thought that was possible. And now the only way this could get any better is if you could stay with me always because I think I feel this way because of you." Seifer ran his hand along her abdomen. "You told me once that we could take care of the baby together. I wanna do that. If you stay with me, I'll do everything to make you feel as good as you make me feel. This is the only way I'll be able to live with this miserable life. So...don't be a bitch about it, okay?"

"Don't say what you don't mean..."

"He's an evil son of a bitch! He's just using you!"

"How would you know that?"

"Because--" He stopped. 'No. I can't tell her. She'll be more hurt than she is now. But if I don't tell her then...' He caressed her cheek and lifted her chin. "Because I just do. And I wanna kill that bastard because you'd rather have him instead of me."

Quistis bit her lip and gathered up everything in her to push him away.

"D-Don't say that!" she cried. "I don't want to hear any of your lies! You just...want me to believe all that and later on throw it in my face!"

"I'd never do that to you!" he protested, almost angry at her sudden outburst. "I'd never do anything to make you unhappy! I--"

"Quistis, I found your shoes!" Selphie announced as she and Rinoa barged in on the couple. They turned their heads to face them. "Hey, what's wrong? Is everything okay?"

Seifer headed for the door. "Yeah, everything's peachy..."

The confused girls watched him storm down the hallway and go downstairs. They returned her attention to Quistis.

"Quistis...is anything wrong...?" Rinoa asked.

"N-No!" Quistis plastered a smile onto her face. "Everything's fine! Now, c'mon! Let's continue!"

~*~*~*~

'I can't believe this!' Seifer thought as he went downstairs. 'You fucking idiot! What the hell were you thinking?! She doesn't want you! And even if she did, you don't deserve her! Not now, not in a million years! The only person who deserves her is a guy who's just as perfect as her! You dumbass!!!'

"Well, well, well..."

Seifer stopped and faced the blonde woman.

"If it isn't Seifer." Glycine smiled. "I still have those dinner plans. Care to join me?"

Seifer stood there and contemplated. "Sure...why not?"