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Epilogue
"Do you see anything?" Three figures peeked through the window of an abandoned building where the two had gone inside to 'chat.' Drain took a deep breath, squinting his eyes to peer closer, and then shook his head to respond to the question.
"I can't see anything! It's too damn dark!" Black, tainted windows enabled him to see anything inside. There was only a slight rip at the corner of the paper and Drain, as desperate as he was to find out what was going on, peeked his way through the small eyehole. However, it was to no avail. It was too small to see. He glanced over his shoulder and frowned at the failed attempt.
Overdrive gritted his teeth in frustration. "Damn!" he whispered, angrily.
Neil, the third man who has been quiet all this time, frowned and stood up, turning around to continue his work. He was afraid their boss might come and get mad at them for being such perverts.
The dark skinned man followed Neil back to their workplace, while Drain continued attempting to see inside.
"AHEM!" Drain was startled to hear a voice from behind him. The short man fell backwards and landed on his rear in surprise. He glanced over his shoulder quickly and noticed a silver haired woman with her arms folded across her chest. A dark skinned man, with dark hair and fairly tall, stood beside her.
Drain stood up quickly, brushing imaginary dirt from his pants and grinned at the silver haired woman. "Hi, Fuj!" he greeted. He glanced at the dark skinned man beside her. "Hi Raijin!"
Fujin put on her wry face and tapped her toes. "PRIVACY!" she spoke, in her usual one word sentence. She knew who was inside. Although she felt hurt by it, she was glad Seifer found someone more decent. "WORK!"
Drain smiled, walked over to her and wrapped his arms around the taller woman. "Of course, we'll have privacy!"
Fujin slapped his arm away and glared at him. "SEIFER! PRIVACY!"
The shorter man shook his head. "I know you want privacy with Seifer, but he's already making out with someone in there and- YOW!" Drain felt something hard hit his shin. He clutched at the bruise and grimaced at the silver haired woman. "What the hell was that for?!"
"Fujin means Seifer needs some privacy with Quistis, you know? So you better do what she says, you know?" Raijin spoke, for the first time since they got there.
Drain looked at the dark skinned man, who, ironically, reminded him of Overdrive. However, his constant, 'you knows' were getting really annoying. "Of course I know that!" He glanced at Fujin. "Was that really necessary?! Dammit!" Drain walked pass the two and left to join his buddies, clutching at his shin in pain. "Dammit! Why did you have to wear steel toed boots?!" he yelled.
"PROTECTION!" Fujin fired back. The men watching the whole scene laughed at Drain as he approached them, receiving a glare from the short man. Fujin and Raijin, after making sure they stayed put at their work place, turned and walked away, back to their own work place.
Inside the abandoned building, they kissed passionately, as if they have never seen each other for the longest time. Seifer wrapped his arms around her waist and continued to kiss her full lips, caressing his tongue against hers. Quistis smiled and pulled away, staring into his emerald eyes.
"Seifer..." she whispered, resting her forehead against his. "Where can I stay tonight?"
Seifer closed his eyes and stroked Quistis' hair. "I know a place, don't worry. Why don't you just wait for me at the hotel?" He reached inside his pocket and handed her his room key. "You know where my room is."
Quistis nodded. "I'll be waiting," she whispered. She pressed her lips against his before turning around and leaving quickly. Seifer watched her go, brushing his finger against his lips where Quistis had kissed him.
"Hi, Seifer..." He turned around, startled by the voice behind him. A figure lurked in the darker places of the building, which had turned to an even brighter colour, as if the Midas touch has been around this part of the building. There was something oddly familiar about the place. Golden walls and golden curtains surrounded him. As his eyes traveled in front of him, a woman with long hair, which he didn't know the colour of, since the darkness enabled him to see, stood at the balcony that was not there before. She turned around leisurely, very familiar eyes staring right at him, like ice.
He backed away slowly, unsure whether to trust in this woman or not. "Who are you? Where am I?"
She slowly stepped forward, flowing red cape dragging smoothly behind her. "I am your dream, Seifer," she spoke, in an accent very foreign to him. "You want me, don't you?"
"What? How can I want you when I don't even know you?" He searched around frantically. The walls began to move and changed from gold to red. A sickly red that makes Seifer sick to the stomach.
The woman cackled. "That's right you want Quistis! Don't worry, you'll have her soon! Right now, just enjoy your time together while you can, Seifer! The end is only the beginning!" The woman cackled again, turned around, her back facing him and faded into the dark light.
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She rested her head on her upward palm and sipped at her straw. Sunlight gleamed from the window and through her glass, making a wonderful coloured prism on the table. She smiled at the beautiful array of colours with her hazel green eyes.
"What's so funny?" She lifted her head up, her mouth still kept into a smile and shrugged, the moment her boyfriend sat down in front of her.
"I don't know. I was just thinking about Quisty. Even though she's only been gone for a few hours, I miss her already," she replied. She twirled the straw around and stared at the content inside her glass. The ice was fading and soon, it would join the cola drink as a form of water.
Zell smiled. "Hey, don't worry. We'll see her again. I'm sure her and Seifer will come visit." The thought of Seifer coming back at Garden made him shudder. He picked up his hot dog and took a bite out of it. Selphie seemed to have noticed his discomfort as she stopped twirling the straw and looked up at him.
"I know you still hate him, Zell, but can't you be more civil towards Seifer? At least Squall has forgiven him." Selphie placed a hand on his own. "He's suffered enough pain already from the people in Garden who still gives him dirty looks."
The blond turned his hands over and gently rubbed his thumb against her hand. He closed his palms and squeezed her hands lightly. "I guess I can, but that doesn't mean we're going to be best friends."
Selphie nodded. "I know," she answered. The brunette took a deep breath, glad that Zell understood. "What do you want to do today?" She knew it was time to change the subject. Zell can never talk about one subject for the longest time, especially if it's about Seifer Almasy.
Zell shrugged. "I dunno. You want to go to Balamb City and ride on the T-Boards there?"
Selphie smiled and nodded vigorously. "Yeah! Yeah!" She enjoyed riding T-Boards, especially with Zell. She removed her hand from her straw and stood up, taking Zell along with her.
Her excitement, the way she bounced up and down and the way she smiled, brought joy inside him. Completely forgetting to pay for the food he didn't finish eating, Selphie and Zell walked out of Garden and made their way to the parking lot.
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"Leonhart here," he answered, bringing the phone closer to his ear. There was complete silence on the other line. Squall pulled away from the phone and tapped at it lightly, thinking that something was wrong with his phone, then brought it up again near his ear. "Hello?"
"Hello, Squall," a familiar voice spoke.
Squall frowned. "Laguna," he spoke in a very cold monotone. Today was not the day the mayor of Esthar should be calling. As the Commander of Balamb Garden and still a SeeD, why is it that the mayor was calling him instead of Headmaster Cid about missions? He was not surprised, however. Laguna called every other day, wanting to talk to him, but Squall would hang up and Laguna would never call again after that. He was ready to put the phone back on its receiver, when Laguna's desperate voice overthrew him.
"Please don't hang up, Squall," Laguna spoke, in his deep voice. "I just want to talk to you."
"If it's about the missions, you know I can't answer that. You'll have to speak to Cid about it." Another silence overtook the other line.
"Squall, I just want to say I'm sorry. You have no idea how hard it was to leave your mother like that. I had to- I..." he paused, unsure what to say next.
The brunette gritted his teeth. It was the same story for him and his so-called father. Nothing was ever different. Laguna would call him and he would say the exact same thing over and over again in his messages. Squall gripped his hands tightly on the phone, his knuckles turning white from frustration. Without another word and without giving Laguna the chance to speak again, he slammed the phone down on the receiver.
The noise startled Rinoa, who had been sleeping on the couch for the longest time. She opened her eyes quickly and sat up, staring at the angry looking Squall with his fingers rubbing the top of his nose, obviously upset about something.
"Squall?" she called, with a small voice. She walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Squall looked up and frowned. "What's wrong?"
The Commander shook his head and pulled her towards him. He sat her down on his lap and wrapped an arm around her waist. "It's nothing. It was a wrong number," he lied.
Rinoa rested her head against his shoulder. "You know you can't run away from him forever, Squall."
Squall closed his eyes and nodded. He knew that all along. Without a word, the light haired brunette stroked her hair and sighed. Eventually, he would have to confront the man, but he was not ready to do so.
GoodGurl: Well, not the usual ending you guys hoped for, but it is and there's no way of changing it! Don't worry, there will be a sequel! It's mostly Seiftis and I'm sure everyone would love that! Eventually, this story will be a trilogy of some sort and will continue onward, until I feel like stopping, know what I mean? I'll continue Medieval later. Anyway, see ya!
Epilogue
"Do you see anything?" Three figures peeked through the window of an abandoned building where the two had gone inside to 'chat.' Drain took a deep breath, squinting his eyes to peer closer, and then shook his head to respond to the question.
"I can't see anything! It's too damn dark!" Black, tainted windows enabled him to see anything inside. There was only a slight rip at the corner of the paper and Drain, as desperate as he was to find out what was going on, peeked his way through the small eyehole. However, it was to no avail. It was too small to see. He glanced over his shoulder and frowned at the failed attempt.
Overdrive gritted his teeth in frustration. "Damn!" he whispered, angrily.
Neil, the third man who has been quiet all this time, frowned and stood up, turning around to continue his work. He was afraid their boss might come and get mad at them for being such perverts.
The dark skinned man followed Neil back to their workplace, while Drain continued attempting to see inside.
"AHEM!" Drain was startled to hear a voice from behind him. The short man fell backwards and landed on his rear in surprise. He glanced over his shoulder quickly and noticed a silver haired woman with her arms folded across her chest. A dark skinned man, with dark hair and fairly tall, stood beside her.
Drain stood up quickly, brushing imaginary dirt from his pants and grinned at the silver haired woman. "Hi, Fuj!" he greeted. He glanced at the dark skinned man beside her. "Hi Raijin!"
Fujin put on her wry face and tapped her toes. "PRIVACY!" she spoke, in her usual one word sentence. She knew who was inside. Although she felt hurt by it, she was glad Seifer found someone more decent. "WORK!"
Drain smiled, walked over to her and wrapped his arms around the taller woman. "Of course, we'll have privacy!"
Fujin slapped his arm away and glared at him. "SEIFER! PRIVACY!"
The shorter man shook his head. "I know you want privacy with Seifer, but he's already making out with someone in there and- YOW!" Drain felt something hard hit his shin. He clutched at the bruise and grimaced at the silver haired woman. "What the hell was that for?!"
"Fujin means Seifer needs some privacy with Quistis, you know? So you better do what she says, you know?" Raijin spoke, for the first time since they got there.
Drain looked at the dark skinned man, who, ironically, reminded him of Overdrive. However, his constant, 'you knows' were getting really annoying. "Of course I know that!" He glanced at Fujin. "Was that really necessary?! Dammit!" Drain walked pass the two and left to join his buddies, clutching at his shin in pain. "Dammit! Why did you have to wear steel toed boots?!" he yelled.
"PROTECTION!" Fujin fired back. The men watching the whole scene laughed at Drain as he approached them, receiving a glare from the short man. Fujin and Raijin, after making sure they stayed put at their work place, turned and walked away, back to their own work place.
Inside the abandoned building, they kissed passionately, as if they have never seen each other for the longest time. Seifer wrapped his arms around her waist and continued to kiss her full lips, caressing his tongue against hers. Quistis smiled and pulled away, staring into his emerald eyes.
"Seifer..." she whispered, resting her forehead against his. "Where can I stay tonight?"
Seifer closed his eyes and stroked Quistis' hair. "I know a place, don't worry. Why don't you just wait for me at the hotel?" He reached inside his pocket and handed her his room key. "You know where my room is."
Quistis nodded. "I'll be waiting," she whispered. She pressed her lips against his before turning around and leaving quickly. Seifer watched her go, brushing his finger against his lips where Quistis had kissed him.
"Hi, Seifer..." He turned around, startled by the voice behind him. A figure lurked in the darker places of the building, which had turned to an even brighter colour, as if the Midas touch has been around this part of the building. There was something oddly familiar about the place. Golden walls and golden curtains surrounded him. As his eyes traveled in front of him, a woman with long hair, which he didn't know the colour of, since the darkness enabled him to see, stood at the balcony that was not there before. She turned around leisurely, very familiar eyes staring right at him, like ice.
He backed away slowly, unsure whether to trust in this woman or not. "Who are you? Where am I?"
She slowly stepped forward, flowing red cape dragging smoothly behind her. "I am your dream, Seifer," she spoke, in an accent very foreign to him. "You want me, don't you?"
"What? How can I want you when I don't even know you?" He searched around frantically. The walls began to move and changed from gold to red. A sickly red that makes Seifer sick to the stomach.
The woman cackled. "That's right you want Quistis! Don't worry, you'll have her soon! Right now, just enjoy your time together while you can, Seifer! The end is only the beginning!" The woman cackled again, turned around, her back facing him and faded into the dark light.
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She rested her head on her upward palm and sipped at her straw. Sunlight gleamed from the window and through her glass, making a wonderful coloured prism on the table. She smiled at the beautiful array of colours with her hazel green eyes.
"What's so funny?" She lifted her head up, her mouth still kept into a smile and shrugged, the moment her boyfriend sat down in front of her.
"I don't know. I was just thinking about Quisty. Even though she's only been gone for a few hours, I miss her already," she replied. She twirled the straw around and stared at the content inside her glass. The ice was fading and soon, it would join the cola drink as a form of water.
Zell smiled. "Hey, don't worry. We'll see her again. I'm sure her and Seifer will come visit." The thought of Seifer coming back at Garden made him shudder. He picked up his hot dog and took a bite out of it. Selphie seemed to have noticed his discomfort as she stopped twirling the straw and looked up at him.
"I know you still hate him, Zell, but can't you be more civil towards Seifer? At least Squall has forgiven him." Selphie placed a hand on his own. "He's suffered enough pain already from the people in Garden who still gives him dirty looks."
The blond turned his hands over and gently rubbed his thumb against her hand. He closed his palms and squeezed her hands lightly. "I guess I can, but that doesn't mean we're going to be best friends."
Selphie nodded. "I know," she answered. The brunette took a deep breath, glad that Zell understood. "What do you want to do today?" She knew it was time to change the subject. Zell can never talk about one subject for the longest time, especially if it's about Seifer Almasy.
Zell shrugged. "I dunno. You want to go to Balamb City and ride on the T-Boards there?"
Selphie smiled and nodded vigorously. "Yeah! Yeah!" She enjoyed riding T-Boards, especially with Zell. She removed her hand from her straw and stood up, taking Zell along with her.
Her excitement, the way she bounced up and down and the way she smiled, brought joy inside him. Completely forgetting to pay for the food he didn't finish eating, Selphie and Zell walked out of Garden and made their way to the parking lot.
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"Leonhart here," he answered, bringing the phone closer to his ear. There was complete silence on the other line. Squall pulled away from the phone and tapped at it lightly, thinking that something was wrong with his phone, then brought it up again near his ear. "Hello?"
"Hello, Squall," a familiar voice spoke.
Squall frowned. "Laguna," he spoke in a very cold monotone. Today was not the day the mayor of Esthar should be calling. As the Commander of Balamb Garden and still a SeeD, why is it that the mayor was calling him instead of Headmaster Cid about missions? He was not surprised, however. Laguna called every other day, wanting to talk to him, but Squall would hang up and Laguna would never call again after that. He was ready to put the phone back on its receiver, when Laguna's desperate voice overthrew him.
"Please don't hang up, Squall," Laguna spoke, in his deep voice. "I just want to talk to you."
"If it's about the missions, you know I can't answer that. You'll have to speak to Cid about it." Another silence overtook the other line.
"Squall, I just want to say I'm sorry. You have no idea how hard it was to leave your mother like that. I had to- I..." he paused, unsure what to say next.
The brunette gritted his teeth. It was the same story for him and his so-called father. Nothing was ever different. Laguna would call him and he would say the exact same thing over and over again in his messages. Squall gripped his hands tightly on the phone, his knuckles turning white from frustration. Without another word and without giving Laguna the chance to speak again, he slammed the phone down on the receiver.
The noise startled Rinoa, who had been sleeping on the couch for the longest time. She opened her eyes quickly and sat up, staring at the angry looking Squall with his fingers rubbing the top of his nose, obviously upset about something.
"Squall?" she called, with a small voice. She walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Squall looked up and frowned. "What's wrong?"
The Commander shook his head and pulled her towards him. He sat her down on his lap and wrapped an arm around her waist. "It's nothing. It was a wrong number," he lied.
Rinoa rested her head against his shoulder. "You know you can't run away from him forever, Squall."
Squall closed his eyes and nodded. He knew that all along. Without a word, the light haired brunette stroked her hair and sighed. Eventually, he would have to confront the man, but he was not ready to do so.
GoodGurl: Well, not the usual ending you guys hoped for, but it is and there's no way of changing it! Don't worry, there will be a sequel! It's mostly Seiftis and I'm sure everyone would love that! Eventually, this story will be a trilogy of some sort and will continue onward, until I feel like stopping, know what I mean? I'll continue Medieval later. Anyway, see ya!