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Not Hyne, It's Quistis
Irvine and Squall were waiting for Zell in the Training Area [a/n: don't get any thoughts!]. It was there night out to chill and fight; a buddy-buddy thing. [a/n: o_O?] When they finally saw the energetic blonde dashing towards them, Zell was grinning like a fool.
"What the hell are you so happy about?" Squall asked. He quirked an eyebrow.
"Probably he found an all-night hotdog stand," Irvine shrugged. They waited for Zell's answer. He grinned widely.
"You'll never believe it!" he huffed. He ran inner to the forest. "Come on let's fight and I'll talk about it!"
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"You know, Squall, he seems…too energetic tonight." Squall nodded, as they saw Zell punch down a T-rexuar by himself. "Okay, Zell spill the beans."
"Okay okay!" he said grinning. "Before I came here, I was at Quistis's room!!" He punched the air. Irvine's expression was "so?" while's Squall was giving Zell a death glare. Lucky bastard he thought about Zell.
"SO? What's great about that?" Irvine yawned. "Was it your first time in a girls' room?" Zell ignored him and Squall paid attention to Zell.
"She was only wearing a nightshirt! And I kissed her!! Super!!" he jumped in the air. Irvine's eyes became big and Squall tried to strangle the jumping Zell.
"You kissed her?! Did she like…returned it?" Irvine asked. He was taken back with Zell's news. She must have slapped him. Zell shook his head. His happiness dropped.
"She broke it, told me that she loved someone else…not me," he frowned and started to jab the air again. "I'm gonna whoop that guy's ass! I think she deserves better, that she and I were meant for each other!" Irvine burst out laughing.
"Really Zell? Hahahaha! That is hilarious, but I think its obvious that she likes a certain, ahem, gunblader," he snickered and covered his mouth. Zell stomped the ground and stormed off to the dorms.
"I'm gonna kill you Seifer!!" he shouted. Squall followed, hoping to get his share off beating up the blond gunblader. Irvine slapped his forehead and morning's light cracked through.
\*/
Seifer snored loudly in his stiff bed until there were bashing sounds on his door.
"What the hell?! Is there an earthquake?" he snapped out from his erotic dream of girls. He sat still in his bed clad in black boxers until the door finally gave way and a blur of blonde was on him, never the less, beating the hell out of him.
"I can't believe she chooses you!! You ungrateful son of a bitch! Quistis deserves better!!! Take this you piece of shit!" the blur said. Seifer was squirming underneath, trying to avoid the hits. He was straddled between this stranger's legs so he couldn't move. Until someone pulled him off.
"That's enough Zell!!" ordered a cool voice. Seifer quickly sat up. Zell? The HELL!!!?? He saw the tattooed blonde glowing red from anger, still in fighting stance. Seifer rubbed his jaw. It hurts painfully and he pondered how chicken wuss could do damage. He looked over to see the tall stoic man holding back Zell.
"Thanks Squall. Don't know what got into him, but-"
"Just shut up! It's my turn!!" Squall growled and drew out his gunblade. "Eat this!" [a/n: I would pay lots to hear Squall say that.]
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!" Seifer jumped back as his rival's blade sliced his bed between his legs. "Dammit! What the hell is your problem?" Seifer reached behind his bed and pulled out his Hyperion. A fight broke out and the commotion brought students awake. They oohed and awed as the battle continued in Seifer's bedroom and articles of furniture were sliced and diced.
\*/
Quistis woke up without sleepiness edging at her mind because of that incident last night. Oh, Hyne, it was like a Trepie's mind. Just like that time… She decided not to think about Trepies since it would only lead her thoughts to that new one. Simon was it? What kind of name is that? Simon?! Yuck [a/n: sorry to all those Simons out there!] Quistis still felt there was something…bad and sneaky about him. Her thoughts went back to last night. Zell would have never done that with Quistis. She was his friend, a sisterly kind of friend. This episode confused the Instructor greatly and finally settled it as a weird dream. Yes, the grading papers have gone to her head. It never happened. It never did and never will.
Great thing today was a Sunday, she can do whatever she wanted since she got the papers done.
[knock knock]
Was that the door?
[knock, knock, knock]
It sounded more urgent so she hastily got up and placed a robe on, just in case. She opened the door and saw a group of students.
"Miss Trepe, mam!" they saluted for no apparent reason. Quistis was baffled.
"Uh, at ease," she said and the cadets dropped their salute. "Is something the matter for this wake up call?" She wanted to hint that she wanted to be alone.
"Our apologies, mam! There is a fight down in the male dorm. Both opponents are armed with weapons. They are breaking rule #69: fighting of any kind are prohibited in dorms." They stood still until the information was slowly processed into Quistis's mind.
"A fight? Very well, I will see to it. Just, uh, try to prevent it if possible," she mumbled. This was not her Sunday. The cadets stood still without movement. Quistis waved her hand. "Dismissed…" she closed the door. She blew out air and went to the bathroom and rapidly dressed, brushed her teeth and swooped up her hair in a minute. She stormed out of her room with her whip and potions.
"Excellent," a voice said in the shadows.
\*/
"What the hell are you ranting about Leonhart?!" Seifer huffed. They have been battling in the small room since crowds blocked the door. The room was filled with heat and rubble laid about. The rivals panted and Zell was forgotten.
"Don't act stupid, Almasy! Why did you have to take her away?!" Squall swung again and Seifer blocked. He was getting tired and fighting in his room was getting dense.
"For Hyne's sake, dammit, who??!!" Seifer yelled and kicked Squall to the floor. Like de ja vu again, Seifer was about to add another scar until Zell punched him. Now Seifer was on the floor with his Hyperion flung out of reach on the chopped up bed. Zell and Squall towered over him, anger flaming through their eyes.
A crack was heard and a surviving lamp burst. The three turned to see the blonde Instructor reeling back her whip.
"Now that I have your attention, what the hell is going on?!" her eyes wide at the destroyed area. "Well?" she cracks her whip. "Explain. The three of you."
"Quistis - !" Seifer heaved.
"That's INSTRUCTOR Quistis to you, lapdog!" Zell sneered. Quistis shot him a look and he coward behind Squall, muttering apologies.
"Quistis, I'm so glad you came! These two messed up my room, tried to kill me, messed up my room, and tried to kill me!!" Seifer sputtered. Quistis looked at him, still dressed in black boxers, and looked away, a bit red. She glanced at the room, Zell [who winked], and then Squall, gazing a bit longer at him.
"I will have to see you to the headmaster for your reprimand, so if you please follow me before anything else happens!" She turned to Squall. "Commander, I am most surprised at you!" Zell shot Squall a death glare and snorted. Squall seemed to be happy. Being yelled at by the most beautiful teacher of the whole Garden. No, of the whole world.
\*/
"Is Headmaster Cid available right now?" Quistis asked Xu. The brunette looked up from her desk.
"Yes!! Yes of course!! You may see him right now!" Xu stood up and opened the doors for them.
"Thank you." Xu smiled widely. "Anything for you Quistis." Quistis gave a strange look and motioned for the boys to go into the office.
"Sir!" Quistis saluted. Seifer, still in boxers, Squall and Zell filed behind her, also giving the headmaster their salutes.
"Please, no formalities! It's a Sunday and I want to spend my weekend just being me. Now is there something that you need?"
"Indeed. These three were fighting in a dorm room with weapons."
"MY room to be exact. And I didn't do anything to provoke them!" Seifer protested. Quistis rolled her eyes. "Anyways, they were breaking a rule. And –"
"Rules were made to be broken!"
"Stop interrupting Seifer!" Quistis scolded. "Anyways, Sir-"
"Just call me Cid, Quistis."
"Um, yes, uh, Cid. They broke rule #69-" Quistis heard snickers from Seifer and Zell. "Rule #69 and they have to receive their demerits or suspension. But this matter is more than that because the practically tore and demolished the room, destroying Garden property, rule #13."
Cid gazed at Quistis's lips moving as she spoke. He tore away and looked at the boys.
"I am truly surprised at all of your actions. I wouldn't think Garden has turned into a hellhole. I must think about this right now, so please leave. Not you Quistis. I want to talk to you." The three men left and Quistis was standing alone. Something strange is going on. I have been to Cid's office alone numerous times, so why do I feel scared and nervous?
"Quistis, come closer, I'm not going to bite," Cid said. "Unless you want me too," he whispered.
"Excuse me!!??!!" The statement took Quistis back. Cid stood up and walked over to the shocked Instructor.
"Don't get mad. Make yourself comfortable, relax." He brushed his hand against Quistis's arm. She flinched and backed away.
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Seifer lagged behind Squall and Zell, who paid no attention to him. When he was sure Xu was gone for a break, he went back to Cid's doors. He didn't like the sound of his voice when he talked to Quistis when he left. It sounded…perverted. Yeah, like an old fart would get horny off a teacher. He placed his ear to the door, hoping to listen something. Indeed he did.
"Headmaster!!! Get away from me!!"
"Quistis! Stop running around my office and come to me!!"
"No! I said back off!!"
"[crash]"
"[thump]"
"At last…my master would be most pleased, but I want her to be mine first…"
The fuck?! Seifer kicked the door open. Cid was holding Quistis by the arms and she was lying on her side unconscious with a bleeding cut on her forehead. A broken chair laid beside her.
"What the hell did you do to her?!" Seifer roared. He ran to Quistis but Cid blocked him.
"She is mine right now, you have no right to interfere," Cid placed his hand up but that didn't stop Seifer.
"You perverted bastard!" Seifer slapped Cid and the old man went down to the floor. Quistis was still out cold. Seifer picked up Quistis in his arms and ran out.
"Damn! He is not infected yet. Seifer…" hissed the shadowed figure. "That old man almost got her for me…"
\*/
"And don't you just love the way Quistis yells at those idiotic students when they interrupt her classes? It is so…so…"
"Normal, very, VERY normal! Geez, Selph, what's with all these Quistis topics? Is it Quistis week?" Irvine lowered his hat as he reclined on the plushy yellow sofa.
"Hmm, no, but there should be! I'm going to call the committee to make one right away!" Selphie grinned widely and skipped out the door, leaving the cowboy alone in her room.
"…I was just joking…" he mumbled, but found out that she had left when he lift up his hat. He sighed and trudged out of the room. It used to be fun, hanging with his best friend talking about what ever happens in the Garden, but now, Selphie is constant at Quistis.
"Strange, how very strange," he said to himself, walking down the hall. "Maybe I should ask Quistis to see what's going on." He walked a few more steps and found a few people at her door.
"S'cuse me, but I hafta see my friend, so if ya don't mind getting out of the way," Irvine said to them. "I appreciate it."
"Well, Quistis doesn't seem to be in there, because she's not answering to us!" blurted one. Irvine rolled his eyes.
"Well, let me try, maybe she's busy." Trying to get away from you guys, that is. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. "Quistis? It's me Irvine!" No answer. Not even a rustle. Hmm, maybe she isn't there. He shook his head and left.
He walked to the cafeteria, hoping to catch the blond Instructor buying coffee or tea.
"Why are you talking about that Instructor like she's some god?! We are supposed to be loyal to Rinoa!" Irvine turned his head to the table behind him. They seemed to be arguing.
"Yeah! She's right you know! Why are you turning into a Trepie all of a sudden? Quistis did this! Quistis did that! I saw Quistis sitting down! Quistis is late for her class! Blah, blah Quistis!" a brunette scolded her friend. The other friend nodded.
"Well excuse me if I think differently!" she sighed. "We are best friends! Let's talk this over water."
"Whatever, make mine a coke."
"NO!! Just water…"
"…whatever."
\*/
"Damn you Fujin! Wake up!" Seifer hollered out and knocked on the door. He didn't want to attract students, but he did anyways. A guy wearing boxers carrying an unconscious, not to mention bleeding girl it very hard not to draw attention.
The door creaked open with the albino rubbing her eyes and yawning, then she was shoved out of the way.
"PROBLEM?" she said while she slammed the door in the many people's faces. Seifer placed Quistis on Fujin's bed and sat down
"Hey, could you get me some towels? And probably a potion?" Seifer asked. Fujin nodded and rushed to her bathroom and brought out the items.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" she stood next to Quistis and wiped the blood away with the cloth.
Seifer shrugged. "Just an old fart." He stood up. "I'm going to go to Raijin's to see if he has any spare clothing. Answer the door to no one."
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