A/N: I started this fic a LONG time ago (back in early April) and haven't
updated since mid-April. I got inspired while hearing this song during the
time FF.net was down. The song, "Estoy Aqui," is sung by Shakira. The song
belongs to her, not me! Anyway, enjoy this installment, and please let me
know what ya think!
Selphie ran her slender pointer finger across the neatly sealed envelope. With some difficulty, she rose from her chair and slowly walked across the small room. With no more than a second thought, she parted her fingers and let the epistle fall into the waste can below. She closed her eyes, put her hands to her chest, and whispered, "Curaga…" Blue sparkles of magic penetrated her injuries and sealed them. To make sure, she took a deep breath in. She felt no pain anywhere. She went to the mirror and gazed at the reflection staring back at her. She gently touched her nose, then her cheek. No pain, only firm bones and cartilage. She was back to her normal state.
She walked to the closet and unearthed her battle wear: yellow sundress and brown knee-high boots. She donned the outfit and took her nunchaku from the side table. "To hell with waiting," she said. "I'm taking control." She grasped a brush and ran it through her chestnut-colored hair, making sure to flip the ends. When all was said and done, she equipped her GFs Eden and Shiva, and ran out the Infirmary doors.
Dr. Kadowaki rose from her chair and yelled, "Selphie, get back here!" and ran out after her. But her shouts were to no avail. The brunette was firm in her mindset, and continued her escape through the Garden. Turning corners, dodging students, jumping over Triple Triad games in progress…She ran and ran, clutching her nunchaku the entire time. She had to get away from Garden, from her pain, and from Irvine.
Every corner of Garden held a memory for her. All the bad memories burned themselves into her brain, refusing to be forgotten. Their good times were forgotten and overshadowed by the hurt Irvine caused her.
The Secret Area in the Training Center: where Irvine had stood her up all those times. The Quad: where she had staged the Garden Festival Committee Concert; Irvine had arrived late, reeking of booze, with a hooker on each arm. He collapsed onto the floor and Selphie was the one who called for Dr. Kadowaki. The concert fell apart, and ended as a complete mess. The cafeteria: where he had the gall to lay his hand on her.
She finally made it to the Front Gate, and ran through to the Acauld Plains. Skirting several Bite Bugs and Glacial Eyes, she made it to Balamb. Her destination: the Balamb Train Station.
~*~
Irvine sat in Zell's room with his head in one hand, and his hat in the other. Tendrils of his auburn hair hung by his face; his trench coat sat at his side, as a silent companion. He sighed and turned his vacant brown eyes toward the window. He watched the passersby running through the streets, tending to their errands. A little boy held his mother's hand; an old woman clutched shopping bags; a teenage girl ran determinedly through the crowds, grasping onto a weapon.
He blinked twice and looked back at the girl in surprise. Yellow sundress, short brunette hair flipped on the ends, brown knee-length boots, nunchaku… Selphie.
He took in a sharp breath, put his hat on, tilting the brim over his eyes, and slipped his trench coat on. Longing reflected in his eyes as he ran out of the Dincht household.
~* ya sé que no vendrás ~ I know you won't come back *~
~* todo lo que fué ~ everything that was *~
~* el tiempo lo dejó atras ~ Time has left it behind. *~
~* sé que no regresaras ~ I know that you won't return. *~
~* lo que nos paso ~ What happened between us *~
~* no repetirá jamás ~ will never be repeated. *~
Though he knew Selphie would never forgive him, Irvine still loved her. He had to see her again, even after all he had done: betrayed her trust, broken her heart. His feelings for her never died, even after this hell he had gone through.
~* mil años no me alcanzaran ~ A thousand years won't be enough *~
~* para borrarte y olvidar ~ for me to fade your memory *~
~* y ahora estoy aqui ~ And now I'm here *~
~* quierendo converter los campos in ciudad ~ Trying to turn valleys into cities *~
~* mezclando cielo con el mar ~ Mixing the Sky and the Sea. *~
~* sé que te dejé escaper ~ I know I let you escape *~
~* sé que te perdí ~ I know I lost you. *~
~* nada podrá ser igual ~ Nothing can be the same *~
~* mil años pueden alcanzar para que pueda perdonar ~ A millennium could be enough for you to forgive *~
He cautiously followed Selphie through the main street of Balamb. She turned and quickly bounded the steps into the Balamb Train Station. Irvine's heart sunk as he realized what was happening before his eyes. She was leaving everything—and everyone—behind. He also knew where her destination was.
He watched her purchase her ticket and board the train. After she got on, he approached the ticket booth. "I'd like one ticket to Trabia, please." He paid the 3,000 gil fee and slowly walked to the door of the train.
~* estoy aqui quierendote ~ I'm here, loving you *~
~* ahogandome ~ suffocating *~
~* entre fotos y cuandernos ~ in photographs and scrapbooks *~
~* entre cosas y recuerdos ~ in objects and mementos. *~
~* eue no puedo comprender ~ I can't comprehend *~
~* estoy enloqueciendome ~ I'm driving myself mad. *~
~* cambiandome un pie por la ~ Changing a foot for *~
~* cara mía ~ my own face *~
~* esta noche por el día ~ This night for a day. *~
~* y nada le puedo yo hacer ~ And there's nothing I can do about it. *~
Irvine took a deep breath to steady his pounding heartbeat, then ascended the steps and entered the SeeD cabin of the train. He spotted Selphie sitting in the corner, reading a magazine. He approached her slowly, feeling his palms start to perspire, and his heart pound faster.
~* las cartas que escribí ~ The letters I wrote *~
~* nunca las envié ~ I never sent. *~
~* no querrás saber de mi ~ You didn't want to know of me. *~
~* no puedo entender ~ I can't understand *~
~* lo tonta que fuí ~ how foolish I was *~
~* es cuestión de tiempo y fe ~ It's all the matter of time and faith. *~
~* mil años con otros mil más ~ A millennium with another thousand years... *~
~* son suficiendes para amar ~ are enough to love *~
Irvine removed his hat and nervously held it in his hands as he stood in front of the brunette belle.
~*si aún piensas algo en mí ~ If you still think something of me... *~
~*sabes que sigo esperandote ~ You know I'm still waiting for you... *~
Irvine quieted his thundering heart and whispered her name.
"Selphie?"
~*~
Selphie ran her slender pointer finger across the neatly sealed envelope. With some difficulty, she rose from her chair and slowly walked across the small room. With no more than a second thought, she parted her fingers and let the epistle fall into the waste can below. She closed her eyes, put her hands to her chest, and whispered, "Curaga…" Blue sparkles of magic penetrated her injuries and sealed them. To make sure, she took a deep breath in. She felt no pain anywhere. She went to the mirror and gazed at the reflection staring back at her. She gently touched her nose, then her cheek. No pain, only firm bones and cartilage. She was back to her normal state.
She walked to the closet and unearthed her battle wear: yellow sundress and brown knee-high boots. She donned the outfit and took her nunchaku from the side table. "To hell with waiting," she said. "I'm taking control." She grasped a brush and ran it through her chestnut-colored hair, making sure to flip the ends. When all was said and done, she equipped her GFs Eden and Shiva, and ran out the Infirmary doors.
Dr. Kadowaki rose from her chair and yelled, "Selphie, get back here!" and ran out after her. But her shouts were to no avail. The brunette was firm in her mindset, and continued her escape through the Garden. Turning corners, dodging students, jumping over Triple Triad games in progress…She ran and ran, clutching her nunchaku the entire time. She had to get away from Garden, from her pain, and from Irvine.
Every corner of Garden held a memory for her. All the bad memories burned themselves into her brain, refusing to be forgotten. Their good times were forgotten and overshadowed by the hurt Irvine caused her.
The Secret Area in the Training Center: where Irvine had stood her up all those times. The Quad: where she had staged the Garden Festival Committee Concert; Irvine had arrived late, reeking of booze, with a hooker on each arm. He collapsed onto the floor and Selphie was the one who called for Dr. Kadowaki. The concert fell apart, and ended as a complete mess. The cafeteria: where he had the gall to lay his hand on her.
She finally made it to the Front Gate, and ran through to the Acauld Plains. Skirting several Bite Bugs and Glacial Eyes, she made it to Balamb. Her destination: the Balamb Train Station.
~*~
Irvine sat in Zell's room with his head in one hand, and his hat in the other. Tendrils of his auburn hair hung by his face; his trench coat sat at his side, as a silent companion. He sighed and turned his vacant brown eyes toward the window. He watched the passersby running through the streets, tending to their errands. A little boy held his mother's hand; an old woman clutched shopping bags; a teenage girl ran determinedly through the crowds, grasping onto a weapon.
He blinked twice and looked back at the girl in surprise. Yellow sundress, short brunette hair flipped on the ends, brown knee-length boots, nunchaku… Selphie.
He took in a sharp breath, put his hat on, tilting the brim over his eyes, and slipped his trench coat on. Longing reflected in his eyes as he ran out of the Dincht household.
~* ya sé que no vendrás ~ I know you won't come back *~
~* todo lo que fué ~ everything that was *~
~* el tiempo lo dejó atras ~ Time has left it behind. *~
~* sé que no regresaras ~ I know that you won't return. *~
~* lo que nos paso ~ What happened between us *~
~* no repetirá jamás ~ will never be repeated. *~
Though he knew Selphie would never forgive him, Irvine still loved her. He had to see her again, even after all he had done: betrayed her trust, broken her heart. His feelings for her never died, even after this hell he had gone through.
~* mil años no me alcanzaran ~ A thousand years won't be enough *~
~* para borrarte y olvidar ~ for me to fade your memory *~
~* y ahora estoy aqui ~ And now I'm here *~
~* quierendo converter los campos in ciudad ~ Trying to turn valleys into cities *~
~* mezclando cielo con el mar ~ Mixing the Sky and the Sea. *~
~* sé que te dejé escaper ~ I know I let you escape *~
~* sé que te perdí ~ I know I lost you. *~
~* nada podrá ser igual ~ Nothing can be the same *~
~* mil años pueden alcanzar para que pueda perdonar ~ A millennium could be enough for you to forgive *~
He cautiously followed Selphie through the main street of Balamb. She turned and quickly bounded the steps into the Balamb Train Station. Irvine's heart sunk as he realized what was happening before his eyes. She was leaving everything—and everyone—behind. He also knew where her destination was.
He watched her purchase her ticket and board the train. After she got on, he approached the ticket booth. "I'd like one ticket to Trabia, please." He paid the 3,000 gil fee and slowly walked to the door of the train.
~* estoy aqui quierendote ~ I'm here, loving you *~
~* ahogandome ~ suffocating *~
~* entre fotos y cuandernos ~ in photographs and scrapbooks *~
~* entre cosas y recuerdos ~ in objects and mementos. *~
~* eue no puedo comprender ~ I can't comprehend *~
~* estoy enloqueciendome ~ I'm driving myself mad. *~
~* cambiandome un pie por la ~ Changing a foot for *~
~* cara mía ~ my own face *~
~* esta noche por el día ~ This night for a day. *~
~* y nada le puedo yo hacer ~ And there's nothing I can do about it. *~
Irvine took a deep breath to steady his pounding heartbeat, then ascended the steps and entered the SeeD cabin of the train. He spotted Selphie sitting in the corner, reading a magazine. He approached her slowly, feeling his palms start to perspire, and his heart pound faster.
~* las cartas que escribí ~ The letters I wrote *~
~* nunca las envié ~ I never sent. *~
~* no querrás saber de mi ~ You didn't want to know of me. *~
~* no puedo entender ~ I can't understand *~
~* lo tonta que fuí ~ how foolish I was *~
~* es cuestión de tiempo y fe ~ It's all the matter of time and faith. *~
~* mil años con otros mil más ~ A millennium with another thousand years... *~
~* son suficiendes para amar ~ are enough to love *~
Irvine removed his hat and nervously held it in his hands as he stood in front of the brunette belle.
~*si aún piensas algo en mí ~ If you still think something of me... *~
~*sabes que sigo esperandote ~ You know I'm still waiting for you... *~
Irvine quieted his thundering heart and whispered her name.
"Selphie?"
~*~
