Note: HI everyone! Here's another chapter! You can probably guess that Zelphie has just ended. I know that most of your are itching of a Queifer than a Zelphie and I was hoping to make Zelphie very popular. Oh well, here's another Queifer then! There's something I wanna tell all of you too!
Chapter 18 - Lifeless
~ Seifer Almasy was indeed, a good man who just chose the wrong path to follow.
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There is just no question what she was going to do next. She couldn't give up on him, knowing how far she had come through to make him realize how important life was. Taking another deep breath and making the most important decision in her life, she took a step and went after him.
"Seifer, wait!" she called through the darkness. Branches whipped her face, but she didn't care as long as she could catch up to him. She was nearly running out of breath, when she caught sight of a blond walking casually in front of her. She winced, feeling the same pain once again and reached with her good hand towards the wound. The tall blond paused and turned around. He frowned at the sight of Quistis Trepe running to him, with a hand clasped tightly on her wound. She was so close to him, when she suddenly dropped on her knees and moaned in pain. Seifer quickly went to her aid and kneeled down beside her.
"Trepe! What in Hyne's name are you trying to do? SUICIDE?" He removed her hand from her arm and examined the wound. Blood poured, sliding down her arm and to the ground. Little drops of red somehow reached his shirt and splattered all over him. Seifer helped her up, but the pain caused Quistis to cry out. The banana leaves were not enough to close down the infection and the gash was getting serious by the minute. Quistis couldn't even walk on her own two feet for the pain was unbearable.
Quistis closed her eyes tight, feeling a little headache. It felt like electricity was frying her brain to crisp. She moaned, clutching at her wound, but Seifer could not allow her to do that as he grabbed at her right wrist.
"Like I said before, Trepe! Don't touch the wound!" He pulled her to him and unexpectedly lifted her up in his arms and began to carry her back to the way he went before. His only decision now was to bring her all the way back to Balamb.
Quistis wanted to struggle, but the warmth from Seifer's coat and the comfort he was giving her, made her feel relaxed. Her feelings were beginning to feel clear inside that indeed she was in love with the ex-knight. She closed her eyes at that thought, promising herself not to reveal her personal thoughts carelessly towards the unsuspecting blond and frowned, trying to erase all the positive thoughts on him.
Seifer adjusted Quistis in his arms, without any worry about carrying her. She was light in his arms and there no problem at all. The thought of loving Quistis made him feel like he has put the past back between them. He knew now that the dream, or rather, the memory was put in his head for a reason. The only reason he could think of was, that he was in love with Quistis Trepe. He never knew, but it was there. He had just forgotten about it. He can't really tell whether Quistis felt the same way, but he did not intend on asking her that. It was just too risky.
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She waited patiently outside, hoping that her blond friend would someday return. A day has passed and not a sign of the blond instructor that all of Balamb's students admired more than the Headmaster. Rinoa sighed and rested her chin on her upward palm, while she placed her elbows on her lap. She sat, slouched on the front steps of the Garden, not wishing to go back inside and argue with Squall. The thought of Squall made her feel sad inside. She knew Squall didn't mean what he said and she knew Squall was just worried about Quistis, but he should know better than to make assumptions on behalf of Seifer Almasy. She couldn't doubt Quistis' choice to go after him. Quistis was the type of person wanting to change someone, even though she was hurting inside as well. She was the type of person who did not hold grudges against anyone. Being an Instructor taught her to become civilized and Rinoa knew that.
Rinoa took another deep breath and looked out the gates once more. Outside was deserted and not a living soul would be smart enough to step out into the open plains and be attacked by the monsters. The guard, she noticed, was sleeping the job. 'Typical old Mr. Wilson,' Rinoa thought, contemplating the old guard with white hair sitting inside the gate booth. She was startled to see a dark shadow coming towards them and Rinoa had more reasons to feel her heart pounding through her skin. She stood up and ran towards the exit. She tapped the window of the booth, startling Mr. Wilson from his sleep and pointed to the cross bar that blocked her way to the gate. Mr. Wilson stared at her and shook his head.
"Dear, you know it's dangerous outside," the old man spoke, with a raspy, yet gentle tone.
Rinoa nodded, as if she knew and sighed. "Mr. Wilson, I think you should open the gates. There are two people out there coming this way!" She pointed towards the gates and into the open planes. Mr. Wilson followed her finger and his eyes met a tall shadow walking in a slow motion towards the entrance. It looks as though the shadowy figure was carrying an injured person. Mr. Wilson gasped and glanced at Rinoa. He stretched out in front of him and pulled the lever that was directly in front of him. Rinoa waited in anticipation as the gate slid open. The dark shadow paused for a minute, as if studying Rinoa from far away and when he was sure it was her, continued to walk.
Rinoa stayed at her spot and waited until the figure was just underneath a tall lamp that brightened the ground. To her shock and confusion, Rinoa suddenly recognized Seifer, carrying an unconscious Quistis in his arms. He casually walked over to her and looked at her in distress.
"Seifer!" She glanced at Quistis and frowned. Rinoa looked at Seifer, waiting for an explanation and Seifer could not give her any, since the blond was too tired to even answer. She turned to Mr. Wilson. "Mr. Wilson, please open the bar so they can get through."
Mr. Wilson nodded and pressed something on the console, making the gate open. Seifer slowly pushed the circling pars out of the way and walked pass Rinoa, making his way up the stairs and back inside the Garden, followed by the dark haired girl. There was no need for him to ask Rinoa where the infirmary was, because he knew. He remembered exactly where it was. Quistis moaned again, wincing some more at the pain.
"Don't worry, Quistis, we're almost there," he whispered in her ear. Calmed by his words, Quistis closed her eyes and smiled.
"Seifer, why are you doing this? You got your weapon.... I thought you wanted to see Raijin and Fujin?"
"They can both wait," Seifer replied.
"What happened, Seifer? What happened to Quisty?" Rinoa asked, when she caught up with them. She examined Quisitis' condition and frowned in concern.
Seifer shook his head. "There's not time for questions, Rin. I need you to get Dr. Kadowaki right away."
Rinoa nodded and left the two to wander in the halls alone to fetch Dr. Kadowaki. Seifer searched for a place to put Quistis down for a little rest. Quistis may be light weight, but Seifer was still in no condition to carry such a burden. There was no point in complaining about it. Seifer knew he had to be strong for Quistis' in order to keep himself from dropping her. The blond man spotted a nearby bench in the hallways and went to it, placing Quistis there. He kneeled down beside her, not really caring of his hands gripping tightly, yet tightly against her own. Quistis was starting to breath heavily.
"Seifer...." Quistis spoke. More blood were pouring from her shoulder to the new polished floor. Seifer looked at her and shook his head. He placed a hand on her lips to shush her and frowned.
"Stop it, Quistis. Whatever you're going to say, just save it for later."
Quistis couldn't understand. Just moments ago, Seifer couldn't wait to leave her side, as if she was a bug that he couldn't get rid of. Now.... Now, Seifer was being.... Her thoughts were interrupted as another pain went through her shoulders. The blond woman cried out, forcing Seifer to look back at her again. She felt his hand grip around hers and Quistis was immediately calmed down. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she was not alone.
Footsteps were suddenly heard in the distance. Seifer looked ahead of him into the darkness to find two.... No, three figures walking towards them. He could recognize two women, one a fairly large and tall woman, and the other, petite and fragile. The other figure was walking awkwardly, as if afraid to approach him and Quistis. Seifer can easily recognize the leather coat and the fur collar brushing against his cheek. Dr. Kadowaki, followed by Rinoa and Squall appeared into the light of the hallway and ran to Quistis' aid. Upon seeing the elderly Doctor, Seifer stood up and picked up Quistis once again. Dr. Kadowaki watched as Seifer approached them, carrying Quistis strongly in his arms. The elderly woman nodded her head, turned around, then led the way to the infirmary. Rinoa, taking one last glance towards them, followed Dr. Kadowaki, as Squall paused and stared at them.
His eyes met Seifer's for a second, the resentment never leaving his young face. Seifer could see Squall clenching his gloved fists and the only thing the blond can ever do was stare at him back.
"What happened, Almasy? What did you do to her? Did you hurt her?!" Squall stared at Quistis in concern, her face, so ghostly pale and sickly.
Seifer could only glare at Squall. Without another word, the blond walked pass the brunette and followed the Doctor and Rinoa into the infirmary, leaving Squall scowling behind him.
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He stared into the window, inside where the highly respected Instructor laid on the bed. Her face were still as pale as before, but her colour was almost coming back. Squall didn't want to believe that Seifer had rescued Quistis' life. He couldn't accept it. He can prove Seifer kidnapped Quistis, hurt her and pretended he rescued her so he could get the credit. That was always him. Whenever he needed to, he would do something drastic to get what he wants.
"Look at him, Squall," he heard Rinoa speak. Squall turned and looked at Rinoa, who was watching someone from out the window, just close to the entrance door of the infirmary. The window that she was staring at overlooked the Serpent Ocean, the bluest ocean in the world and the most beautiful. Squall went to her side and stared out the window as well and was surprised to see Seifer Almasy watching the sunset. He watched him carefully, examining the way he looked. Seifer Almasy seemed calm as the wind blew the strand of blond hair across his face. Baggy eyes and sagging shoulders show his fatigued form and Squall could tell the blond hadn't been sleeping perfectly lately. He hadn't notice Seifer standing there before. He thought he left already after putting Quistis on the bed.
Rinoa glanced at him and frowned in sadness. "He's been waiting there for almost an hour since Quistis was put in the room."
Squall stared back at her, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He stared back at the blond. In many years he's known Seifer, he's never seen the blond act this way. He's never seen Seifer act so.... Worried for someone. He watched him again. Seifer had his back facing the window completely. He could see the blond reaching inside his trench coat to take out his Hyperion. Seifer stared at it and pointed it towards the ocean. Squall couldn't tell what exactly he was doing, since his back was facing them.
"He really cares for her, Squall," came Rinoa's voice.
Squall could only close his mouth.
"You may think that Seifer is a mean guy, but Squall, he's really soft in the inside. I know him, Squall. I did meet him before you and I did love him before you, but just remember, Squall, I love you more now. I've moved on and so has he. You should be happy for Quistis to have someone like him."
Rinoa's words began to surround him with meaning, with knowledge. They made sense to him now. At that one moment, Squall had an overwhelming feeling of knowing that Seifer Almasy was indeed, a good man who just chose the wrong path to follow. Of course, for Squall, admitting that he was wrong, was out of the question. He simply turned to Rinoa and nodded calmly. Then, for one brief moment, as he turned to look at Seifer, him and the blond were staring in each other in the face. Squall hadn't realized that Seifer was looking at them, his green eyes piercing Squall's skin.
Seifer was the first one to pull away from the intense gaze. He put his weapon back in its sheath inside his coat and walked away. Squall watched him go, as he turned the corner and disappear from his sight.
The brunette heard the door slide open as Dr. Kadowaki stepped inside the waiting room.
"How is she, Dr. Kadowaki?" Rinoa asked.
The elderly woman, with the white lab coat nodded and smiled at the same time, as Rinoa took a deep breath in relief. "She's doing fine now."
"Thank you," Squall spoke.
Dr. Kadowaki shook her head. "You should thank Seifer for bringing her in just in time. She lost a whole lot of blood and if Seifer hadn't brought her in earlier, then she could have died."
Squall and Rinoa gasped.
The elderly woman looked around. "Where is Seifer, by the way? Quistis was actually mumbling his name."
Silence.
Rinoa glanced at Squall, who stepped up, to her surprise and said, "I'll go get him."
Dr. Kadowaki nodded. Rinoa smiled, tapping him slightly on the shoulder for thank you and watched as Squall turned to leave the waiting room.
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"Seifer," Squall called.
The blond turned, his face full of extreme anger. Just when he was about to leave, his worst enemy comes crawling back to him. Maybe he's here to blame him for something that he didn't really do. Squall was always bad at judging people. He couldn't understand why he became the Commander. "What do you want, Squall?! I said I would leave once I got better. And there's no point for you to blow your shit at me, because I didn't do anything to hurt her. She hurt herself."
"Shut up, Almasy!" Squall growled. He took a deep breath, before finally speaking again. "As much as I love to kick your ass right now, I only came here to tell you that Quistis asked for you."
Seifer was surprised, even more so, speechless for that matter.
"So, if you want to see her, you can. I won't hold you back." For that, Squall turned and left, feeling sort of proud for that. Sometimes, his temper would drive him crazy and if it had, Seifer would be down on the ground right now, bleeding.
Seifer watched him go. In all his life, he's never felt so important. Quistis had asked for him and, as much as he hated to admit it, Squall was kind enough to tell him.
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He watched her form as he sat down on the chair beside the bed. In his entire life, he has never noticed Quistis' face this sad. She had a frown on her face and even though she was asleep, Squall could tell the unhappiness in her heart.
Quistis stirred and opened her eyes, wishing to see the only person she wished to see and felt disappointed when she finally turned to look at the least person she expected to see.
"Hey, Quistis," Squall spoke, curling a strand of blond hair behind her ear. Quistis was his sister, his best friend and if anyone dared hurt her in any way, he would hurt that person back with bones broken in every parts of their body. "How are you feeling?"
The blond didn't feel like answering, but she answered anyway for his sake. After all, Quistis felt her little 'brother' needed to know. "I'm tired, but I'll be fine," she retorted, forcing a smile on her face. She looked around, hoping to see a blond watching through the window of the waiting room and giving her his most famous smirk.
"If you're looking for him, he's not here. He left already."
Quistis looked at Squall. "What?"
"You're looking for Seifer, right?"
She blushed. How did he know? Shyly, she nodded. She might as well accept it, there was no point in hiding her feelings anymore.
"He already, left Quistis. I told him you called and I waited for almost twenty minutes, but he never came. I'm sorry." Squall looked down on the ground, ashamed for revealing the most hurtful truth.
Quistis nodded, forced another smile on her face and sighed. Seifer had made his decision. He would never break out of a promise. That was typical of him to keep a promise, no matter how much it hurt to see him go. "Oh," was all she could say. Tears threatened to fall on her face, but Quistis was brave enough to hold them back so Squall will not be able to see how 'weak' Quistis was.
Squall could recognize the disappointment in her voice. All he could do was sit there and stare down on the ground.
Seifer was gone for good and Quistis had a feeling he will never come back. For once in her life, the blond young woman felt her heart break. Before she could understand her feelings for him, he left her heart forever.
GoodGurl: Awww.... Poor Quisty! I felt so bad for her! sniff! Sorry for the long wait... I was vacationing at Main Island and I had a lot of fun. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, here is the next chapter! ENJOY!
Chapter 18 - Lifeless
~ Seifer Almasy was indeed, a good man who just chose the wrong path to follow.
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There is just no question what she was going to do next. She couldn't give up on him, knowing how far she had come through to make him realize how important life was. Taking another deep breath and making the most important decision in her life, she took a step and went after him.
"Seifer, wait!" she called through the darkness. Branches whipped her face, but she didn't care as long as she could catch up to him. She was nearly running out of breath, when she caught sight of a blond walking casually in front of her. She winced, feeling the same pain once again and reached with her good hand towards the wound. The tall blond paused and turned around. He frowned at the sight of Quistis Trepe running to him, with a hand clasped tightly on her wound. She was so close to him, when she suddenly dropped on her knees and moaned in pain. Seifer quickly went to her aid and kneeled down beside her.
"Trepe! What in Hyne's name are you trying to do? SUICIDE?" He removed her hand from her arm and examined the wound. Blood poured, sliding down her arm and to the ground. Little drops of red somehow reached his shirt and splattered all over him. Seifer helped her up, but the pain caused Quistis to cry out. The banana leaves were not enough to close down the infection and the gash was getting serious by the minute. Quistis couldn't even walk on her own two feet for the pain was unbearable.
Quistis closed her eyes tight, feeling a little headache. It felt like electricity was frying her brain to crisp. She moaned, clutching at her wound, but Seifer could not allow her to do that as he grabbed at her right wrist.
"Like I said before, Trepe! Don't touch the wound!" He pulled her to him and unexpectedly lifted her up in his arms and began to carry her back to the way he went before. His only decision now was to bring her all the way back to Balamb.
Quistis wanted to struggle, but the warmth from Seifer's coat and the comfort he was giving her, made her feel relaxed. Her feelings were beginning to feel clear inside that indeed she was in love with the ex-knight. She closed her eyes at that thought, promising herself not to reveal her personal thoughts carelessly towards the unsuspecting blond and frowned, trying to erase all the positive thoughts on him.
Seifer adjusted Quistis in his arms, without any worry about carrying her. She was light in his arms and there no problem at all. The thought of loving Quistis made him feel like he has put the past back between them. He knew now that the dream, or rather, the memory was put in his head for a reason. The only reason he could think of was, that he was in love with Quistis Trepe. He never knew, but it was there. He had just forgotten about it. He can't really tell whether Quistis felt the same way, but he did not intend on asking her that. It was just too risky.
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She waited patiently outside, hoping that her blond friend would someday return. A day has passed and not a sign of the blond instructor that all of Balamb's students admired more than the Headmaster. Rinoa sighed and rested her chin on her upward palm, while she placed her elbows on her lap. She sat, slouched on the front steps of the Garden, not wishing to go back inside and argue with Squall. The thought of Squall made her feel sad inside. She knew Squall didn't mean what he said and she knew Squall was just worried about Quistis, but he should know better than to make assumptions on behalf of Seifer Almasy. She couldn't doubt Quistis' choice to go after him. Quistis was the type of person wanting to change someone, even though she was hurting inside as well. She was the type of person who did not hold grudges against anyone. Being an Instructor taught her to become civilized and Rinoa knew that.
Rinoa took another deep breath and looked out the gates once more. Outside was deserted and not a living soul would be smart enough to step out into the open plains and be attacked by the monsters. The guard, she noticed, was sleeping the job. 'Typical old Mr. Wilson,' Rinoa thought, contemplating the old guard with white hair sitting inside the gate booth. She was startled to see a dark shadow coming towards them and Rinoa had more reasons to feel her heart pounding through her skin. She stood up and ran towards the exit. She tapped the window of the booth, startling Mr. Wilson from his sleep and pointed to the cross bar that blocked her way to the gate. Mr. Wilson stared at her and shook his head.
"Dear, you know it's dangerous outside," the old man spoke, with a raspy, yet gentle tone.
Rinoa nodded, as if she knew and sighed. "Mr. Wilson, I think you should open the gates. There are two people out there coming this way!" She pointed towards the gates and into the open planes. Mr. Wilson followed her finger and his eyes met a tall shadow walking in a slow motion towards the entrance. It looks as though the shadowy figure was carrying an injured person. Mr. Wilson gasped and glanced at Rinoa. He stretched out in front of him and pulled the lever that was directly in front of him. Rinoa waited in anticipation as the gate slid open. The dark shadow paused for a minute, as if studying Rinoa from far away and when he was sure it was her, continued to walk.
Rinoa stayed at her spot and waited until the figure was just underneath a tall lamp that brightened the ground. To her shock and confusion, Rinoa suddenly recognized Seifer, carrying an unconscious Quistis in his arms. He casually walked over to her and looked at her in distress.
"Seifer!" She glanced at Quistis and frowned. Rinoa looked at Seifer, waiting for an explanation and Seifer could not give her any, since the blond was too tired to even answer. She turned to Mr. Wilson. "Mr. Wilson, please open the bar so they can get through."
Mr. Wilson nodded and pressed something on the console, making the gate open. Seifer slowly pushed the circling pars out of the way and walked pass Rinoa, making his way up the stairs and back inside the Garden, followed by the dark haired girl. There was no need for him to ask Rinoa where the infirmary was, because he knew. He remembered exactly where it was. Quistis moaned again, wincing some more at the pain.
"Don't worry, Quistis, we're almost there," he whispered in her ear. Calmed by his words, Quistis closed her eyes and smiled.
"Seifer, why are you doing this? You got your weapon.... I thought you wanted to see Raijin and Fujin?"
"They can both wait," Seifer replied.
"What happened, Seifer? What happened to Quisty?" Rinoa asked, when she caught up with them. She examined Quisitis' condition and frowned in concern.
Seifer shook his head. "There's not time for questions, Rin. I need you to get Dr. Kadowaki right away."
Rinoa nodded and left the two to wander in the halls alone to fetch Dr. Kadowaki. Seifer searched for a place to put Quistis down for a little rest. Quistis may be light weight, but Seifer was still in no condition to carry such a burden. There was no point in complaining about it. Seifer knew he had to be strong for Quistis' in order to keep himself from dropping her. The blond man spotted a nearby bench in the hallways and went to it, placing Quistis there. He kneeled down beside her, not really caring of his hands gripping tightly, yet tightly against her own. Quistis was starting to breath heavily.
"Seifer...." Quistis spoke. More blood were pouring from her shoulder to the new polished floor. Seifer looked at her and shook his head. He placed a hand on her lips to shush her and frowned.
"Stop it, Quistis. Whatever you're going to say, just save it for later."
Quistis couldn't understand. Just moments ago, Seifer couldn't wait to leave her side, as if she was a bug that he couldn't get rid of. Now.... Now, Seifer was being.... Her thoughts were interrupted as another pain went through her shoulders. The blond woman cried out, forcing Seifer to look back at her again. She felt his hand grip around hers and Quistis was immediately calmed down. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she was not alone.
Footsteps were suddenly heard in the distance. Seifer looked ahead of him into the darkness to find two.... No, three figures walking towards them. He could recognize two women, one a fairly large and tall woman, and the other, petite and fragile. The other figure was walking awkwardly, as if afraid to approach him and Quistis. Seifer can easily recognize the leather coat and the fur collar brushing against his cheek. Dr. Kadowaki, followed by Rinoa and Squall appeared into the light of the hallway and ran to Quistis' aid. Upon seeing the elderly Doctor, Seifer stood up and picked up Quistis once again. Dr. Kadowaki watched as Seifer approached them, carrying Quistis strongly in his arms. The elderly woman nodded her head, turned around, then led the way to the infirmary. Rinoa, taking one last glance towards them, followed Dr. Kadowaki, as Squall paused and stared at them.
His eyes met Seifer's for a second, the resentment never leaving his young face. Seifer could see Squall clenching his gloved fists and the only thing the blond can ever do was stare at him back.
"What happened, Almasy? What did you do to her? Did you hurt her?!" Squall stared at Quistis in concern, her face, so ghostly pale and sickly.
Seifer could only glare at Squall. Without another word, the blond walked pass the brunette and followed the Doctor and Rinoa into the infirmary, leaving Squall scowling behind him.
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He stared into the window, inside where the highly respected Instructor laid on the bed. Her face were still as pale as before, but her colour was almost coming back. Squall didn't want to believe that Seifer had rescued Quistis' life. He couldn't accept it. He can prove Seifer kidnapped Quistis, hurt her and pretended he rescued her so he could get the credit. That was always him. Whenever he needed to, he would do something drastic to get what he wants.
"Look at him, Squall," he heard Rinoa speak. Squall turned and looked at Rinoa, who was watching someone from out the window, just close to the entrance door of the infirmary. The window that she was staring at overlooked the Serpent Ocean, the bluest ocean in the world and the most beautiful. Squall went to her side and stared out the window as well and was surprised to see Seifer Almasy watching the sunset. He watched him carefully, examining the way he looked. Seifer Almasy seemed calm as the wind blew the strand of blond hair across his face. Baggy eyes and sagging shoulders show his fatigued form and Squall could tell the blond hadn't been sleeping perfectly lately. He hadn't notice Seifer standing there before. He thought he left already after putting Quistis on the bed.
Rinoa glanced at him and frowned in sadness. "He's been waiting there for almost an hour since Quistis was put in the room."
Squall stared back at her, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He stared back at the blond. In many years he's known Seifer, he's never seen the blond act this way. He's never seen Seifer act so.... Worried for someone. He watched him again. Seifer had his back facing the window completely. He could see the blond reaching inside his trench coat to take out his Hyperion. Seifer stared at it and pointed it towards the ocean. Squall couldn't tell what exactly he was doing, since his back was facing them.
"He really cares for her, Squall," came Rinoa's voice.
Squall could only close his mouth.
"You may think that Seifer is a mean guy, but Squall, he's really soft in the inside. I know him, Squall. I did meet him before you and I did love him before you, but just remember, Squall, I love you more now. I've moved on and so has he. You should be happy for Quistis to have someone like him."
Rinoa's words began to surround him with meaning, with knowledge. They made sense to him now. At that one moment, Squall had an overwhelming feeling of knowing that Seifer Almasy was indeed, a good man who just chose the wrong path to follow. Of course, for Squall, admitting that he was wrong, was out of the question. He simply turned to Rinoa and nodded calmly. Then, for one brief moment, as he turned to look at Seifer, him and the blond were staring in each other in the face. Squall hadn't realized that Seifer was looking at them, his green eyes piercing Squall's skin.
Seifer was the first one to pull away from the intense gaze. He put his weapon back in its sheath inside his coat and walked away. Squall watched him go, as he turned the corner and disappear from his sight.
The brunette heard the door slide open as Dr. Kadowaki stepped inside the waiting room.
"How is she, Dr. Kadowaki?" Rinoa asked.
The elderly woman, with the white lab coat nodded and smiled at the same time, as Rinoa took a deep breath in relief. "She's doing fine now."
"Thank you," Squall spoke.
Dr. Kadowaki shook her head. "You should thank Seifer for bringing her in just in time. She lost a whole lot of blood and if Seifer hadn't brought her in earlier, then she could have died."
Squall and Rinoa gasped.
The elderly woman looked around. "Where is Seifer, by the way? Quistis was actually mumbling his name."
Silence.
Rinoa glanced at Squall, who stepped up, to her surprise and said, "I'll go get him."
Dr. Kadowaki nodded. Rinoa smiled, tapping him slightly on the shoulder for thank you and watched as Squall turned to leave the waiting room.
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"Seifer," Squall called.
The blond turned, his face full of extreme anger. Just when he was about to leave, his worst enemy comes crawling back to him. Maybe he's here to blame him for something that he didn't really do. Squall was always bad at judging people. He couldn't understand why he became the Commander. "What do you want, Squall?! I said I would leave once I got better. And there's no point for you to blow your shit at me, because I didn't do anything to hurt her. She hurt herself."
"Shut up, Almasy!" Squall growled. He took a deep breath, before finally speaking again. "As much as I love to kick your ass right now, I only came here to tell you that Quistis asked for you."
Seifer was surprised, even more so, speechless for that matter.
"So, if you want to see her, you can. I won't hold you back." For that, Squall turned and left, feeling sort of proud for that. Sometimes, his temper would drive him crazy and if it had, Seifer would be down on the ground right now, bleeding.
Seifer watched him go. In all his life, he's never felt so important. Quistis had asked for him and, as much as he hated to admit it, Squall was kind enough to tell him.
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He watched her form as he sat down on the chair beside the bed. In his entire life, he has never noticed Quistis' face this sad. She had a frown on her face and even though she was asleep, Squall could tell the unhappiness in her heart.
Quistis stirred and opened her eyes, wishing to see the only person she wished to see and felt disappointed when she finally turned to look at the least person she expected to see.
"Hey, Quistis," Squall spoke, curling a strand of blond hair behind her ear. Quistis was his sister, his best friend and if anyone dared hurt her in any way, he would hurt that person back with bones broken in every parts of their body. "How are you feeling?"
The blond didn't feel like answering, but she answered anyway for his sake. After all, Quistis felt her little 'brother' needed to know. "I'm tired, but I'll be fine," she retorted, forcing a smile on her face. She looked around, hoping to see a blond watching through the window of the waiting room and giving her his most famous smirk.
"If you're looking for him, he's not here. He left already."
Quistis looked at Squall. "What?"
"You're looking for Seifer, right?"
She blushed. How did he know? Shyly, she nodded. She might as well accept it, there was no point in hiding her feelings anymore.
"He already, left Quistis. I told him you called and I waited for almost twenty minutes, but he never came. I'm sorry." Squall looked down on the ground, ashamed for revealing the most hurtful truth.
Quistis nodded, forced another smile on her face and sighed. Seifer had made his decision. He would never break out of a promise. That was typical of him to keep a promise, no matter how much it hurt to see him go. "Oh," was all she could say. Tears threatened to fall on her face, but Quistis was brave enough to hold them back so Squall will not be able to see how 'weak' Quistis was.
Squall could recognize the disappointment in her voice. All he could do was sit there and stare down on the ground.
Seifer was gone for good and Quistis had a feeling he will never come back. For once in her life, the blond young woman felt her heart break. Before she could understand her feelings for him, he left her heart forever.
GoodGurl: Awww.... Poor Quisty! I felt so bad for her! sniff! Sorry for the long wait... I was vacationing at Main Island and I had a lot of fun. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, here is the next chapter! ENJOY!