1 Part two
Q/N: This is up a lot sooner than I thought! Thankfully my Internet was back in under a day so I was spared living without it. But then I got banned for a while cos I got into a fight with my sister. Anyway, here's part two for ya all. Enjoy! Oh, and Mylina is an original character made up by me so she's mine OK? OK.
Chapter Two The Rebirth of Seifer Almasy
Seifer felt at peace as he walked those carpeted hallways of Garden once more. All the things that he hadn't seen in such a long time were re- introduced to him. Dr Kadowaki even seemed pleased to see his face again. And that was a result since Dr Kadowaki was rarely ever happy. Squall led Seifer to his room in the Dorms, which he was sharing with a young candidate called Mylina. Seifer felt a little daunted to be sharing a room with a female candidate but Squall reassured his worries and also mentioned that this was the only spare bed left so he'd better live with it and like it. Seifer couldn't argue with that. As he slowly began to unpack his stuff Mylina, who was only 15, popped her head round the door.
"Hello!" she chirped. Immediately Seifer thought of Selphie, but he shook those ideas away and turned to face her.
"Hello," he replied rather nervously. She smiled happily at him.
"You're Seifer Almasy right? My new roomie?" she asked. He nodded. She giggled in delight. "I'm Mylina. Pleased to meet you!" she skipped forward and held her hand out. Seifer shook it cheerily. She jumped up and down with glee. "I didn't know I was getting a boy roomie till just now. You're 18 right?" he nodded, amazed by the amount of energy this girl seemed to possess. "Wow! I'm only 15! Man I feel really small!" she put her hands up to her cheeks and giggled. "I didn't know you'd be cute, though." She winked and skipped out of the door. Seifer could feel red warmth surging up to his cheeks. He'd never been paid a compliment before. Not one like that anyway. He was beginning to feel like he was settling in.
Seifer's young feet beat heavily across the dry sand. Tears were streaming out of his eyes and along his cheeks. He ran as fast as he could until he could simply run no more. He stopped in front of the flower garden and took in deep breaths to ail his heaving chest. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and looked out onto the mass of flowers. He gently walked into the field, making sure that he didn't tread on a single flower on his way. He stood in the middle and looked up at the sky.
"Quistis Trepe!" he screamed at the heavens. "I love you! I'll prove it to you! I will!" he found a rose and dragged the thorns across the palm of his hand, causing blood to ooze from the three gashes left behind. He squeezed his hand, which made more blood flow more steadily now. He wiped some of the blood over the soft white rose petals and let the flower drop to the floor. "You hurt my heart, like I hurt my hand. That rose is for you." He turned and carefully left, leaving the blood-drenched white rose behind him, the soft petals flapping gently in the wind under the heavy weight of the blood.
"Seifer!" Mylina popped her head round the door and saw him sitting with his Hypherion resting in his lap. He looked up at her.
"Hey Mylina," he replied. She came and sat next to him.
"Wow! Is that a real Hypherion?" she asked excitedly. He nodded.
"Yeah," he replied. She squealed in excitement.
"Oh my gosh! Wow oh wow! I've never seen a real Hypherion! It's just like the commander's Gunblade!"
"What weapon do you use?"
"What? Me? Oh I use hand rifles. My father made these for me. What do you think?" she held out two very well made handguns. "My father called them Vena and Muani."
"They're really something aren't they?" Seifer smiled.
"Come on! Our first class is about to start. Instructor Trepe won't appreciate us being late for our first lesson!" she giggled, grabbing his hand playfully. He smiled happily. Not only was he going to spend time getting to know his new friend, he was going to be around his childhood crush for 2 whole blissful hours. He allowed himself to be dragged along the hallways, up the lift and to the 2nd floor classroom. The first thing he noticed as he stepped into his memorable old classroom was the blond beauty sitting at the desk. Her silver rimmed glasses glinted on the bridge of her nose as her glistening blue eyes focused their attention on the papers that lay sprawled out in front of her. Seifer felt himself flop down onto a chair next to Mylina. "Seifer! Hey Seifer!" she whispered. Seifer was in a trance. He couldn't help staring at her. She lifted her beautiful eyes from the desk and looked across the class at the sea of faces. Seifer blinked repeatedly as she stood up and started to pace the room. She smiled and took her place behind the desk.
"Welcome to your first class candidates," she said. "Some people I know." She looked at Seifer and smiled. "Others I don't. But either way we are here to learn and to become SeeDs. Nothing more." And so two blissful hours, for Seifer anyway, of work under Quistis' watchful eye began.
Seifer stepped quietly into the orphanage, blood still dripping steadily from his hand. Selphie and Irvine darted past in a frenzy of mad laughter, screaming playfully. Seifer sat on a stool and scanned the room. Zell sat on a chair trying to piece together a cup that he had obviously broken earlier. The large wooden door opened and Quistis emerged. Seifer's heart began to ache. Just seeing her face made him bleed inside. He felt such deep pain from what she had told him that morning. Quistis sat on the window ledge and looked out of the window dreamily. Seifer watched her in silence. She suddenly turned and noticed his hand.
"Oh my gosh, Seifer you're bleeding!" she cried. She dashed up to him and held his hand in both of hers gently. He looked down at the damage the thorns had done to him. He winced in pain as Quistis cleaned the cuts with a wet cloth. Her eyes scanned the room for a bandage of some kind but there were none. So she ripped part of her shirt away and wrapped it carefully around his hand.
"You're helping me…why?" he asked, slightly puzzled.
"I help people when they need me," Quistis replied simply. She gently leant forward and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh Seifer, I wish we could be together…I really do…but it'll never work."
"It will work! It will!" Seifer exclaimed. Quistis pulled away from him and shook her head tearfully. She then backed away and went to the door. "As long as the rose still blooms then I will keep on loving you Quistis." She bit her lip, trying to fight back tears. She loved him too, with all her heart, but fate wasn't kind. Fate had dealt her and Seifer a cruel hand, by giving them the love of one another. She closed the door behind her as she left and went into her room. She flopped onto her bed and sobbed. Why was love so hard to understand?
"Instructor, what are you doing now?" Seifer asked when the lesson was over. Quistis smiled and pulled her glasses off. She folded them up and placed them in a case. He took up her face with his hands and looked into her beautiful deep blue eyes. "Quistis…" he said softly. She felt herself melt into his wonderful emerald eyes. But she couldn't let herself be whisked off into her own dream world. She had to keep a level head.
"I'm going somewhere, you have to study for the written test Seifer," she said. He looked at her lovingly and smiled.
"I know I have," he said. "But I'd rather spend time studying with my Instructor than studying on my own." She sighed at him and shook her head.
"Seifer I really have to go," she gently pushed him aside and grabbed her paperwork. She nodded at him and left. Seifer stood and watched her leave. He wasn't surrendering that easily.
The young Quistis Trepe walked gently through the field of blossoming flowers. Like Seifer she was careful not to tread on a single one. She came to the centre of the field and looked all around her. She was surrounded by colour; the wind played with her hair as she averted her gaze to the sky. Delicate blossoms fell onto her face. She shook her head and look at the floor. Something white and red caught her eye. She bend down and carefully lifted it to eye level. It was a beautiful pure white rose, coated in a thin film of blood.
"Seifer…" she said, recalling the words he had told her. "Is this it? Is this what you meant?"
Everything was just as she had left it. Nothing appeared to have changed since the last time she had been there. Her hands were cupped, holding on to something. She held them up and opened them, letting a flurry of soft petals escape into the air. They danced on the wind and away into the distance. She focused her gaze onto the rose on the floor. It was sparkling white, apart from the blood that glazed its petals. She picked it up and held it close to her heart.
"Seifer…even after all this time our rose still blooms…I know exactly what this means…and I wish it could be reality," she sighed, pulling the small clip from her hair and letting her long blond locks flow in the breeze. "Oh Seifer…"
Sorry about the time it took to get this up, as I said I got in trouble. Part 3 will hopefully be up sooner than this. Alonia you're a great mate!
Q/N: This is up a lot sooner than I thought! Thankfully my Internet was back in under a day so I was spared living without it. But then I got banned for a while cos I got into a fight with my sister. Anyway, here's part two for ya all. Enjoy! Oh, and Mylina is an original character made up by me so she's mine OK? OK.
Chapter Two The Rebirth of Seifer Almasy
Seifer felt at peace as he walked those carpeted hallways of Garden once more. All the things that he hadn't seen in such a long time were re- introduced to him. Dr Kadowaki even seemed pleased to see his face again. And that was a result since Dr Kadowaki was rarely ever happy. Squall led Seifer to his room in the Dorms, which he was sharing with a young candidate called Mylina. Seifer felt a little daunted to be sharing a room with a female candidate but Squall reassured his worries and also mentioned that this was the only spare bed left so he'd better live with it and like it. Seifer couldn't argue with that. As he slowly began to unpack his stuff Mylina, who was only 15, popped her head round the door.
"Hello!" she chirped. Immediately Seifer thought of Selphie, but he shook those ideas away and turned to face her.
"Hello," he replied rather nervously. She smiled happily at him.
"You're Seifer Almasy right? My new roomie?" she asked. He nodded. She giggled in delight. "I'm Mylina. Pleased to meet you!" she skipped forward and held her hand out. Seifer shook it cheerily. She jumped up and down with glee. "I didn't know I was getting a boy roomie till just now. You're 18 right?" he nodded, amazed by the amount of energy this girl seemed to possess. "Wow! I'm only 15! Man I feel really small!" she put her hands up to her cheeks and giggled. "I didn't know you'd be cute, though." She winked and skipped out of the door. Seifer could feel red warmth surging up to his cheeks. He'd never been paid a compliment before. Not one like that anyway. He was beginning to feel like he was settling in.
Seifer's young feet beat heavily across the dry sand. Tears were streaming out of his eyes and along his cheeks. He ran as fast as he could until he could simply run no more. He stopped in front of the flower garden and took in deep breaths to ail his heaving chest. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and looked out onto the mass of flowers. He gently walked into the field, making sure that he didn't tread on a single flower on his way. He stood in the middle and looked up at the sky.
"Quistis Trepe!" he screamed at the heavens. "I love you! I'll prove it to you! I will!" he found a rose and dragged the thorns across the palm of his hand, causing blood to ooze from the three gashes left behind. He squeezed his hand, which made more blood flow more steadily now. He wiped some of the blood over the soft white rose petals and let the flower drop to the floor. "You hurt my heart, like I hurt my hand. That rose is for you." He turned and carefully left, leaving the blood-drenched white rose behind him, the soft petals flapping gently in the wind under the heavy weight of the blood.
"Seifer!" Mylina popped her head round the door and saw him sitting with his Hypherion resting in his lap. He looked up at her.
"Hey Mylina," he replied. She came and sat next to him.
"Wow! Is that a real Hypherion?" she asked excitedly. He nodded.
"Yeah," he replied. She squealed in excitement.
"Oh my gosh! Wow oh wow! I've never seen a real Hypherion! It's just like the commander's Gunblade!"
"What weapon do you use?"
"What? Me? Oh I use hand rifles. My father made these for me. What do you think?" she held out two very well made handguns. "My father called them Vena and Muani."
"They're really something aren't they?" Seifer smiled.
"Come on! Our first class is about to start. Instructor Trepe won't appreciate us being late for our first lesson!" she giggled, grabbing his hand playfully. He smiled happily. Not only was he going to spend time getting to know his new friend, he was going to be around his childhood crush for 2 whole blissful hours. He allowed himself to be dragged along the hallways, up the lift and to the 2nd floor classroom. The first thing he noticed as he stepped into his memorable old classroom was the blond beauty sitting at the desk. Her silver rimmed glasses glinted on the bridge of her nose as her glistening blue eyes focused their attention on the papers that lay sprawled out in front of her. Seifer felt himself flop down onto a chair next to Mylina. "Seifer! Hey Seifer!" she whispered. Seifer was in a trance. He couldn't help staring at her. She lifted her beautiful eyes from the desk and looked across the class at the sea of faces. Seifer blinked repeatedly as she stood up and started to pace the room. She smiled and took her place behind the desk.
"Welcome to your first class candidates," she said. "Some people I know." She looked at Seifer and smiled. "Others I don't. But either way we are here to learn and to become SeeDs. Nothing more." And so two blissful hours, for Seifer anyway, of work under Quistis' watchful eye began.
Seifer stepped quietly into the orphanage, blood still dripping steadily from his hand. Selphie and Irvine darted past in a frenzy of mad laughter, screaming playfully. Seifer sat on a stool and scanned the room. Zell sat on a chair trying to piece together a cup that he had obviously broken earlier. The large wooden door opened and Quistis emerged. Seifer's heart began to ache. Just seeing her face made him bleed inside. He felt such deep pain from what she had told him that morning. Quistis sat on the window ledge and looked out of the window dreamily. Seifer watched her in silence. She suddenly turned and noticed his hand.
"Oh my gosh, Seifer you're bleeding!" she cried. She dashed up to him and held his hand in both of hers gently. He looked down at the damage the thorns had done to him. He winced in pain as Quistis cleaned the cuts with a wet cloth. Her eyes scanned the room for a bandage of some kind but there were none. So she ripped part of her shirt away and wrapped it carefully around his hand.
"You're helping me…why?" he asked, slightly puzzled.
"I help people when they need me," Quistis replied simply. She gently leant forward and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh Seifer, I wish we could be together…I really do…but it'll never work."
"It will work! It will!" Seifer exclaimed. Quistis pulled away from him and shook her head tearfully. She then backed away and went to the door. "As long as the rose still blooms then I will keep on loving you Quistis." She bit her lip, trying to fight back tears. She loved him too, with all her heart, but fate wasn't kind. Fate had dealt her and Seifer a cruel hand, by giving them the love of one another. She closed the door behind her as she left and went into her room. She flopped onto her bed and sobbed. Why was love so hard to understand?
"Instructor, what are you doing now?" Seifer asked when the lesson was over. Quistis smiled and pulled her glasses off. She folded them up and placed them in a case. He took up her face with his hands and looked into her beautiful deep blue eyes. "Quistis…" he said softly. She felt herself melt into his wonderful emerald eyes. But she couldn't let herself be whisked off into her own dream world. She had to keep a level head.
"I'm going somewhere, you have to study for the written test Seifer," she said. He looked at her lovingly and smiled.
"I know I have," he said. "But I'd rather spend time studying with my Instructor than studying on my own." She sighed at him and shook her head.
"Seifer I really have to go," she gently pushed him aside and grabbed her paperwork. She nodded at him and left. Seifer stood and watched her leave. He wasn't surrendering that easily.
The young Quistis Trepe walked gently through the field of blossoming flowers. Like Seifer she was careful not to tread on a single one. She came to the centre of the field and looked all around her. She was surrounded by colour; the wind played with her hair as she averted her gaze to the sky. Delicate blossoms fell onto her face. She shook her head and look at the floor. Something white and red caught her eye. She bend down and carefully lifted it to eye level. It was a beautiful pure white rose, coated in a thin film of blood.
"Seifer…" she said, recalling the words he had told her. "Is this it? Is this what you meant?"
Everything was just as she had left it. Nothing appeared to have changed since the last time she had been there. Her hands were cupped, holding on to something. She held them up and opened them, letting a flurry of soft petals escape into the air. They danced on the wind and away into the distance. She focused her gaze onto the rose on the floor. It was sparkling white, apart from the blood that glazed its petals. She picked it up and held it close to her heart.
"Seifer…even after all this time our rose still blooms…I know exactly what this means…and I wish it could be reality," she sighed, pulling the small clip from her hair and letting her long blond locks flow in the breeze. "Oh Seifer…"
Sorry about the time it took to get this up, as I said I got in trouble. Part 3 will hopefully be up sooner than this. Alonia you're a great mate!