Title: Seifer and the Pussycats
Authors: C_F, Ragefire, and Nova
warnings: same
Disclaimer: same
pairings: SxS
Feedback: of COURSE!!!!
*Thoughts*
~Emphasis~
--Ultimecia--
'the little voice in Seifer's head'
Part 3, Odd Conversations
["...!" Irvine not really said, but communicated in some way.]
"...Whatever." I said. I left too, heading back to my room with the guitar.
I fell into my room and set the guitar in the corner, then flopped on my bed. I thought I deserved some shut-eye after all the shit that had happened today. My eyes closed and I sank into the soft pillows.
~~~~~~~
The eyes were everywhere. Brilliant gold. Storm gray. Everywhere. I felt the familiar tinglings start to buzz in the back of my head and my heart sank. I sighed in defeat when I heard ~her~ voice.
--Greetings my knight. I have kome for you again.--
"No...don't do this to me again. Don't make me hurt Squall again..."
--Why not? You were ~ever~ so eager to best him before. What has changed?- -
"I ~don't~ want to hurt him. Them."
--You ~must~ have a reason. I think you have ~feelings~ for this 'Skwall'.- -
"You're wrong!" I tried to block Ultimecia from my mind. Clutching at my head, I didn't sense her knocking me unconcious until it was too late. Black consumed me.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I slowly came to with a throbbing ache in my temples. A faint voice was piercing my head.
--Blood...--
The voice was no longer gentle and soothing.
--Pain...--
It was harsh and sharp.
--Suffer...--
Gray eyes filled my head and my blood ran cold...
--Death...--
"NO!"
--You will bleed at my hands...--
I whimpered a little, the eyes returned. A porcelain face with messy chocolate hair and a scowl joined them, completing the picture.
--I will pain you...--
"...Squall?"
--You will suffer at my touch...--
Squall's face began to crack, like glass.
--I will bring your DEATH...--
"Squall?!"
--You will die...--
The face broke apart.
--And I will kill you.--
"SQUALL!" My scar started throbbing.
~~~~~~~
I was jolted awake by the pain. *What the hell was that about? Why am I dreaming of Squall...I don't still care for him...do I?* I shook my head. *Of course I don't...*
'Who're you tryin' to convince...me or you?' A contrary voice in the southwest part of my brain said snidely.
*Shut up! I ~know~ I don't still like puberty-boy!.*
'Suuuuuure...Keep tellin' yerself that...'
*Fuck you.*
'Bet you'd like ~Squall~ to, huh?'
*I can't believe this. I'm having a conversation with a voice in my head.*
'Why? You created me, now ya don't wanna talk to me? I'm hurt.'
*Sure...Whatever.*
'Ooooooo...Now yer quotin him. You know what they say, "imitation is the highest form of flattery"...catch my drift?'
*Why did I have to create a ~Stupid~ voice? Geez...*
'Why are you asking ~me~? The question you ~should~ be asking is, what're you gonna do about Squall?'
*Aargh! I thought I ~told~ you...um...what did I tell you again?*
'~See~?'
*Aw fuck off. So I like puberty-boy. Big deal...It ain't as if ~you~ don't like him too. You ~are~ a part of me...*
'...'
'O_O'
'OMG!!! I didn't think of it ~that~ way! C'mon we're gonna GET THAT SQUALL!!!'
*Riiiiiiiight...But the feelings aren't returned, so what's the point?*
'Duh...He dumped Rinoa...have you asked why?'
*Now look what you've done, you've made me feel ~stoopid~.*
'Well, it's certainly an improvement.'
*O_o*
*Yer startin' to sound like Quistis...*
'And that's a ~bad~ thing?'
*Okay you're scarin' me...*
'~Anyway~, back to Squall. ASK HIM! If you don't, I will personally kick you in the balls...'
*WTF??? How?!?!*
My hand suddenly took control of itself and poked he in the eye.
*ALRIGHT! Alright....Sheesh I'll do it...*
TBC!!!!
Authors: C_F, Ragefire, and Nova
warnings: same
Disclaimer: same
pairings: SxS
Feedback: of COURSE!!!!
*Thoughts*
~Emphasis~
--Ultimecia--
'the little voice in Seifer's head'
Part 3, Odd Conversations
["...!" Irvine not really said, but communicated in some way.]
"...Whatever." I said. I left too, heading back to my room with the guitar.
I fell into my room and set the guitar in the corner, then flopped on my bed. I thought I deserved some shut-eye after all the shit that had happened today. My eyes closed and I sank into the soft pillows.
~~~~~~~
The eyes were everywhere. Brilliant gold. Storm gray. Everywhere. I felt the familiar tinglings start to buzz in the back of my head and my heart sank. I sighed in defeat when I heard ~her~ voice.
--Greetings my knight. I have kome for you again.--
"No...don't do this to me again. Don't make me hurt Squall again..."
--Why not? You were ~ever~ so eager to best him before. What has changed?- -
"I ~don't~ want to hurt him. Them."
--You ~must~ have a reason. I think you have ~feelings~ for this 'Skwall'.- -
"You're wrong!" I tried to block Ultimecia from my mind. Clutching at my head, I didn't sense her knocking me unconcious until it was too late. Black consumed me.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I slowly came to with a throbbing ache in my temples. A faint voice was piercing my head.
--Blood...--
The voice was no longer gentle and soothing.
--Pain...--
It was harsh and sharp.
--Suffer...--
Gray eyes filled my head and my blood ran cold...
--Death...--
"NO!"
--You will bleed at my hands...--
I whimpered a little, the eyes returned. A porcelain face with messy chocolate hair and a scowl joined them, completing the picture.
--I will pain you...--
"...Squall?"
--You will suffer at my touch...--
Squall's face began to crack, like glass.
--I will bring your DEATH...--
"Squall?!"
--You will die...--
The face broke apart.
--And I will kill you.--
"SQUALL!" My scar started throbbing.
~~~~~~~
I was jolted awake by the pain. *What the hell was that about? Why am I dreaming of Squall...I don't still care for him...do I?* I shook my head. *Of course I don't...*
'Who're you tryin' to convince...me or you?' A contrary voice in the southwest part of my brain said snidely.
*Shut up! I ~know~ I don't still like puberty-boy!.*
'Suuuuuure...Keep tellin' yerself that...'
*Fuck you.*
'Bet you'd like ~Squall~ to, huh?'
*I can't believe this. I'm having a conversation with a voice in my head.*
'Why? You created me, now ya don't wanna talk to me? I'm hurt.'
*Sure...Whatever.*
'Ooooooo...Now yer quotin him. You know what they say, "imitation is the highest form of flattery"...catch my drift?'
*Why did I have to create a ~Stupid~ voice? Geez...*
'Why are you asking ~me~? The question you ~should~ be asking is, what're you gonna do about Squall?'
*Aargh! I thought I ~told~ you...um...what did I tell you again?*
'~See~?'
*Aw fuck off. So I like puberty-boy. Big deal...It ain't as if ~you~ don't like him too. You ~are~ a part of me...*
'...'
'O_O'
'OMG!!! I didn't think of it ~that~ way! C'mon we're gonna GET THAT SQUALL!!!'
*Riiiiiiiight...But the feelings aren't returned, so what's the point?*
'Duh...He dumped Rinoa...have you asked why?'
*Now look what you've done, you've made me feel ~stoopid~.*
'Well, it's certainly an improvement.'
*O_o*
*Yer startin' to sound like Quistis...*
'And that's a ~bad~ thing?'
*Okay you're scarin' me...*
'~Anyway~, back to Squall. ASK HIM! If you don't, I will personally kick you in the balls...'
*WTF??? How?!?!*
My hand suddenly took control of itself and poked he in the eye.
*ALRIGHT! Alright....Sheesh I'll do it...*
TBC!!!!